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hello my lovely humans ! it’s lina , back again w another muse bc lbr i have no self control n u deserve better than the piece of trash that is atlas ! so , i hereby introduce u to my entirely new bby aka lykke ! it’s the first time i’ve played a muse like this so pls bear w me angels while i figure her out adkjfgkn but if u would like to plot , pls hit that ❤️ or if u prefer msg me on my discord @𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖘𝖈𝖍𝖊#0369 !

chicago’s very own 𝐥𝐲𝐤𝐤𝐞 𝐳𝐚̈𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 has been spotted on madison avenue driving a 𝐛𝐦𝐰 𝟐 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞́ , welcome ! your resemblance to 𝒋𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓 is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 - 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡 birthday bash . your chance of surviving new york is uncertain because you’re 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 , but being 𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐱 might help you . i think being a 𝒍𝒆𝒐 explains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 , 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 . ( 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒚 ) & ( 𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 + 𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚛 )

: / / 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒔 .

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : lykke ( happiness , good fortune ) freja ( lady , noblewoman ) zähringer ( i couldn’t find a meaning but it’s probs smth Schmancy ) .

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 : alright listen , , her parents chose her name so it wouldn’t b shortened so ! have fun w this !

𝐀𝐆𝐄 : twenty - four .

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 : august 3rd .

𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂 : leo .

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 : female .

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒 : she & her .

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 & 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : pansexual & panromantic .

𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 : american .

𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 : caucasian ( danish & american )

𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐒 : the astrophile , the paracosmist , the aquaphile .

𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : former olympic swimmer , currently a lead actress in netflix’s fiercer things .

𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 : 10 million dollars .

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐒 : adaptive , affability , benevolent , creative , compassionate , dependable , enthusiastic , honest , merciful , open - minded , sincere .

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒 : absentminded , ascetic , breezy , competitive , dreamy , earthy , emotional , predictable , questioning , whimsical .

: / / 𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔 .

deep conversations , loose hair , the constellations of a cloudless night , messy ponytails , bare feet in the mornings , half finished mugs of coffee , music through iphone speakers , the smell of rain in the air , tangled hair ties , half used tubs of hand cream , rolled up sleeves of an oversized sweater , dogeared pages , paint stained jeans , an unchanged bedside clock , warm tea , good books , soft pillows , blinking neon lights .

: / / 𝒃𝒊𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒚 .

as the daughter of a well - known danish director & a world - renowned american makeup mogul , lykke was born into a world of luxury & a world full of endless possibilities . she had , essentially , the whole world resting on the palm of her hand . raised in chicago , but bouncing between her family’s permanent home there to the residence they owned in los angeles was difficult , but as the youngest of four & a child who’s mind was constantly buzzing with ideas , lykke didn’t mind .

her upbringing was relatively relaxed . her parents , who had busy lives as it was always tried to make time for their children , & as their oldest began to disperse & follow their own path , lykke was left alone most of the time . she didn’t mind , however , because with alone time came more time to let her imagination run wild . she was always a creative child , always thinking that believing isn’t seeing & so the thought of adventure & it’s endless possibilities was enthralling to her .

she was young & free ; she had a magnetic aura that captivated just about everyone in the room , but that’s not what made her special . lykke was , as her teachers would say , an enigma . she was smart all the while being unburdened by knowledge . she was skeptical of life’s meaning but at the same time , she believed in the impossible . she pushed the boundaries & in the end , it not only made her a valuable friend but an extraordinary student . she was inquisitive , always keen to learn new things , & always dove head first into new opportunities .

it was because of her determination & participation in school’s extracurricular activities that she was persuaded to join her high school’s swim team . swimming was , of course , the activity she enjoyed the most at school , but she never thought she would create a career out of it . but still , she agreed & was fast approaching becoming the best in her class . she was a fast learner , taking every opportunity to practice & before she knew it , she was at the top of her class . she was extremely valued not only by her team members but by her coach , & at one particular swimming competition , a representative for the olympic swim team came scouting for recruits & took lykke under his wing almost immediately .

she was a promising little thing , however a little too inexperienced in big competitions , but she would go far . so , to prepare for when she’d join the olympic team . she was thrown into national competitions , opting for homeschooling while she travelled for all the competitions she had to attend . needless to say , she loved it . being in the water gave her a sort of freedom she’d never felt before , & the thrill of the competition strove her to do better . she rose to success so quickly that , on the eve of her eighteenth birthday , it was announced she would be join the olympic team in the 2016 olympic games .

the build up to the olympics was immense . lykke was thrown into training more arduous than what she’d ever experienced , but she loved every part of it . she loved the adrenaline running through her veins & she loved more than anything , being a part of a team . in the games she would compete in the 800 metre freestyle race & the 4 x 200 metre freestyle relay , & the faster the games approached , the more nervous she felt . she had already successfully won nearly every competition she faced leading up to the olympics , but this was the real test in her eyes .

when it came to the games , despite her nervous state , lykke won her solo race . the thrill of this made her want to win more , but she was nervous . after watching the other team practice & perform their own races , & that her own team would need to be faster & better in order to beat them . so , in her nervous panic , when it was her turn to take over the relay , she jumped too early , even though she knew she wouldn’t clear her teammate in time , & they both ended up in hospital ; her teammate with a injury to the head & lykke with a broken collarbone .

the guilt almost destroyed her , & she thought her life to be over until her father paid off all involved parties to keep the truth quiet & instead spread the word that what happened was an accident . lykke still felt guilty , though , & couldn’t face the humiliation of being a part of the team again , so she quite acting & instead opted for a career less damaging & more achievable ; acting . her father was a director , & she was pretty involved in the drama department in school , so it made the most sense .

she landed small roles at first , but more recently lykke landed a role in netflix’s brand new hit series called ‘ fiercer things ’ . the show surrounds vampires , witches , & just about all things that go bump in the night , & lykke portrays the female lead called vita , a vampire a little like rebekah mikaelson !

: / / 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 .

lykke is a very bubbly , very curious person . she’s the sort of girl who will try anything once , which to her could be absolutely anything . she’s not afraid of pushing the boundaries & is the sort of person to test the waters before making a decision on something . want that new dress but not sure how it’ll look on ? lykke is your girl . the new hot & spicy bargain bucket at the most popular takeaway ? lykke will take the bullet for you & try it first . she’s very adventurous & is the sort of person who will jump feet first into any opportunity she comes across .

but lykke has a sort of childish naivety . she tries to be friends with everyone & is very good at blending in social situations , but she always believes the best in people & very often ends up being disappointed when it turns out the person wasn’t what she expected them to be . although she’s loving & very affectionate , she has never been in love . she’s the sort of person who dates , is in love with the idea of love but she has a very set view on what love should be like , so she crushes a lot on people only to dip when she doesn’t feel the way she wants to feel .

however she is very peculiar . she’s smart in a conventional way , & is always striving to learn more in order to be better . in this way she is very competitive , & has a habit of pushing the boundaries to become the best of the best , which often leaves other people being pushed out . but she’s a very loyal friend & if you know her well , you’ll be dragged into an abundance of philosophical conversations that will go on through early hours in the morning over a bottle of wine & takeaway food .

: / / 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔 .

ok im gna put this out there before someone * coughs * drea * coughs * miranda decides to joke abt it again , but u pronounce lykke’s name like LEA - KAY ! not lykke totally , not lykke pipe ( altho that would b a funny snapchat user ty miranda ) but LEA - KAY . ty v MUCH that is all for this section .

i’m joking akdjfn lykke has a pet pig called dakota ! bc she’s weird ! n loves pigs !

when i say she’s weird , i mean she’s RLY weird n a huge nerd

she’s incredibly involved in aliens / the supernatural ( as if playing a vampire isn’t enough smh ) n probs has a yt channel where she goes ghost hunting ! talk abt OBSESSED

speaking of obsessed . . . she loves marvel n cries over tony stark every . single . day . she’s still not over endgame n neither am I SIR !

she’s also in love w stefan salvatore bc 😊 i need to channel that energy somewhere ! idc !

she’s also in love w space n is 100% the sort of person to ask for ur star sign when u first meet so she can peep at ur horoscope n check ur compatibility

she’s not rly ? a girl-y girl ? like she loves wearing dresses n stuff but she’s more comfortable in a pair of sneakers w some jeans , like she jus likes being comfy !

idk abt making her a model yet , it depends on how i’m feeliN abt the muse so bear w me , so rn�� she’s a retired swimmer n an actress !

she probs paints in her spare time , but doesn’t let anyone see her paintings

um that’s abt it i think . . . we’ll see ASKJDFNKJ

: / / 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 .

𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 ( 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) : honestly jus ppl lykke vibes w , ppl who can accept her vibrant n weird nature n ppl who she trusts more than ANYTHING . these can be from childhood or pretty recent , n the amount doesn’t matter bc we all love some cute bffs ! [ open . ]

𝐄𝐗𝐄𝐒 ( 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) : again these can come in a variety of ways n i’m not fussy abt how many exes she’s had , either ! lykke is 100% a relationship person but she’s not one who settles , so this can either bring drama / maybe they had a mutual understanding / honestly anything ! [ donna marchesi , open to more . ]

𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 ( 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) : * gasps * n then they were roommates ! we all love these sort of plots n lykke is definitely the sort of person who HATES being alone ! i’m imagining cute movie nights n awkward run - ins sfgkjnsd . [ elissa altera , 1/2 open . ]

𝐅𝐖𝐁 / 𝐄𝐖𝐁 ( 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) : ah the classic ! i couldn’t do this w atlas so lykke sry hun ! could literally be anything , besties who hook up sometimes , a literal booty call w ‘ u up ’ texts , or maybe they Hate each other n this is how they let their frustrations out ! [ open . ]

𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ( 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) : this person would be a bad influence on lykke . gets her to go out partying , do dr*gs n basically dumb shit that she’s sry abt later . corrupt her sweet lil heart ! [ open . ]

𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ( 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) : someone who lykke acts as a good influence on ! she’s the typical mom friend , n needs someone who she feels protective over bc they make so many dumb decisions so she’s just there like . . . don’t do that ! [ open . ]

𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 ( 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) : could be totally unrequited or mutual ! i just need the cuteness . ok ty . [ open . ]

𝐂𝐎 - 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ( 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) : if ur chara is an actor n u want them to be in fiercer things , i’m 100% here to support u on that ! let’s make it a whole thing ! [ taylor perry open to more . ]

𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐎 ( 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) : lykke lived in chicago all her life n has only recently moved to nyc , so i’d love for her to have friends she knows from home ! [ open . ]

#wealthyhq:intro #op here i go again sdkfgnskjd

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tuff-and-fluff-archives · 5 years

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❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞ for junkrat?

Well. This may have gotten longer than it should have been, and the fic doesn’t even start with the starter you gave me (altho it is in there), and this is so self-indulgent, but... here it is!! Honestly this probably needs more editing but I feel like I’m taking too long so ;-; here ya go.

Ruby anxiously paced back and forth in her room. This wasn't anything new for her; she always did this when she was stressed, so much so that she had worn down and flattened the carpet in her path. However, this particular episode of pacing wasn't caused by an upcoming work deadline or a bad case of writer's block. This time she was trying to figure out how to deal with a problem that hadn't given her a moment of peace for the last two months: her crush on Junkrat.

Ever since she had interviewed him in June, the crazy convict kept showing up at her apartment in varied attempts to win her affection. He would give her money, jewelry, plushies, flowers- all stolen, of course- and flirt with her non-stop. The worst part was, it was working. She was trying so hard to fight it, to deny that she had fallen in love with a deranged criminal, but it's often impossible for one to deny their fate.

However, she had an idea. In her mind, she was trying to come up with the perfect script to tell Junkrat that she wasn't interested in dating him. Luckily, going undercover for news stories meant that she was used to pretending to be someone she wasn’t. As she walked from one end of her room to the other, she recited out loud possible ways to turn him down.

“'Listen, Jamison, I appreciate your company, but you and I both know that it's not safe for you to keep coming back here'… No, I've tried that before, he doesn't care… 'Imagine what it would do to both of our reputations if word got out that we were a couple'. No, that sounds like I'm saying we already are a couple.”

Unbeknownst to Ruby, Junkrat had just silently entered her apartment with a spare key he had taken from under the mat a few visits ago. He had another gift at the ready- a ring stolen from the wife of the Prime Minister of India- and he wanted this one to be a surprise. He tiptoed farther into the apartment and stifled an excited giggle, when he heard her voice coming from behind her bedroom door. He stuffed the ring in his pocket, approached the door, and put his hand on the doorknob, ready to walk in, when he heard Ruby say his name. For a second, he panicked; how did she hear him? He had even surprised himself with how quiet he had been. As he listened on, though, he realized that she was talking to herself.

“'I would like our relationship to stay solely professional, Jamison'. Wait, I shouldn't even use the word relationship, I don't want to imply anything… How about, 'I just don't enjoy affection from other people. Even though you put your arm around me and I literally felt my knees buckle…” she sighed and put her hand to her face. “This is so pathetic.”

“Actually, it's kinda cute.”

Ruby's eyes widened, and she spun around to see Junkrat standing in the doorway with his arms folded and a smug grin on his face.

“... How long have you been here?” Ruby asked, her cheeks growing redder every second.

“Oh, long enough,” he said as he approached her with his chin held high. “Ya know, I knew you liked me, but I never pegged ya as the type to rant about me for hours on end.”

“What- it's n-not like this is something I do regularly!” Ruby turned away from him with her arms crossed, trying to hide how embarrassed she was.

“‘Oi, my dear Junkrat!” he dramatically spoke in a high pitched voice, imitating Ruby as he leaned against her back, “if only you weren't so incredibly handsome and charming, maybe then I could get you out of me mind!'” He threw his head back and burst into laughter.

“I do not sound like that,” Ruby huffed. “Even if you won’t stop showing up at random like this, the least you could do is knock!”

“And miss out on little moments like this?” Junkrat returned to his normal voice. “You’re dreamin’, Ruby-dooby.”

She pushed back against the weight of his body, trying to get him out the door. “Well then, will you at least get out of my room?! This is my thinking space, and you are the opposite of clear thinking for me! Just go wait on the couch or something.”

“Well, alright. I’m sure I’ll be back in ‘ere real soon anyway,” he teased as he stood up straight and walked out of the door.

Ruby quickly shut the door behind him and threw her face into her hands as she angrily groaned. Of all the times he had to arrive uninvited, it had to be when she was talking about him. As much as she felt like curling up in a ball and dying from embarrassment, she knew she couldn’t leave Junkrat unsupervised in her apartment for too long. She rubbed her face, shook her head, took a deep breath, opened her door and walked out to the living room, where Junkrat was sitting on the armrest of the couch.

“So, if you're here,” Ruby sighed, ready for this visit to be over with, “I'm assuming you've got yet another gift for me?”

“Well of course. But first,” Junkrat came towards her with a mischievous glint in his eyes, “there's something I wanna try.”

Before Ruby could even ask what he was up to, he put his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest. He looked down at her, a wicked grin across his face. “How're those knees now, luv?” he sneered.

Ruby could feel her face getting hotter and her heartbeat getting faster; she looked up at Junkrat, who was still wearing that content smile. She felt like passing out, or punching him, or worst of all, accepting it and putting her arms around him as well. Her body was frozen, though, stiff with embarrassment and anger. He had discovered her one weakness: physical affection. Deep down, more than anything, she just wanted to melt in his embrace, to hold him close and never let go. But that was just her imagination running wild, right? How could someone like her ever be with someone like him? It could never work… could it?

Finally, she gathered up the strength to push herself away from him. As he let her go, she felt her legs nearly give out, and she stumbled backward a little before finding her footing.

Junkrat giggled, “Now that was adorable.”

“I cannot believe you just did that,” Ruby fumed. “God, do you even think before you do anything?”

“I didn’t have to think about that one,” Junkrat winked at her. “I already knew you were gonna love it.”

She looked up at the ceiling so she wouldn’t have to make eye contact with him. “... Did not.”

“Yeah, keep telling yourself that, mate,” he scoffed as he vaulted over the armrest of the couch and landed on the cushion. He patted the empty spot next to him. “Now, come and see what ol’ Junkrat brought for ya.”

Ruby rolled her eyes and walked over to the couch. The afternoon continued as most of them did: an endless amount of flirting, a new gift that she could never use for fear of being arrested, and the unending feeling that she was falling further and further in love with him, with no chance of getting back out. Throughout the entire evening, a thought was floating in the back of her mind, and this thought followed her into the night, keeping her awake as she mulled over it.

Next time… next time, I swear I’ll say to him what needs to be said. Even if it’s not true... Even if it hurts.

#ruby's writing #💜: blushing bomb crush #i swear to god if tumblr destroys this one...#anon #anonymous

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In Memoriam: Yummers Potatoes (2000-2018)

Yummers Potatoes

2000-2018

A couple weeks ago, our sweet boy Yummers died at the age of 18. We adopted him when he was about 1 year old, and so we shared our lives together for 17 years and 1 week. Today I am 44 years old, which means I was only 27 when we brought him home. It's amazing to think of all the changes and events in our lives since then... with little Yummers by our side the whole time.

This picture was taken in the first few days after we first got Yummers.

We were all three little babies!

Yummers was the first pet we got together, and it was so exciting. We were absolutely obsessed with him - looking for him the second we walked in the house and nearly assaulting him with snuggles. For years, we threw a big party every year to celebrate "Yummers Day" - with activities like making catnip toys, or coloring in drawings of Yummers. We stopped doing this when we realized that Yummers wasn't actually enjoying his own party. Ha ha. Many years later though, Yummers did come to enjoy parties - especially if there were about 8 people or so. If it was a big party, he would wait until lots of people had left, and the party was the right size for him. Then he would come out and socialize like the lord of the manor!

"the long distance snuggle"

When we first got Yummers, he was not interested in snuggles. He had an injured foot and came from the shelter with a kitty cold, and he was just plain meek and very afraid. It took us such a long time to win him over and to help him emerge from his shell. We were patient with him, and played with him, and even fed him little nibbles off our plates to win his good favor (it worked!). His first official "snuggle" was when he would sit within arm's reach near us on the sofa. We named this move "The long distance snuggle."

Yummers was always food motivated!

When we adopted Yummers, the vet told Musty that "you could just leave food out for him to eat." About a week later, Musty suggested that I buy a new bag of cat food. "Already??" I asked. It turned out Yummers had happily plowed his way through a whole bag of kitty kibble in no time at all. And Mr. VE&T had never had a cat before, so he didn't know any better! ha ha. After that, we took to giving him smaller servings twice a day.

We kept the container of extra food up on the mantle of our fireplace... until one night when we came home from a dinner date only to find that Yummers had - against all odds! - jumped up to the mantle (we could see the claw marks in the wood!) and knocked the container down, and distributed kibbles far and wide across the land. He was most delighted with his handiwork.

A year or so later, Yummers actually became quite athletic! His foot injury slowly healed and soon he was jumping over fences, climbing trees, hunting bugs and gophers in the garden (not vegan! sorry!), eating grass, and jumping up and down to his super tall kitty tower.

in our magnolia tree... looking like such a youngster!

My yoga buddy

Yummers was my faithful yoga buddy. He loved being out in the studio with me, especially since he was the only one allowed out there with me. It was a dog-free zone, and a special place for just Yummers and me. Some mornings I wouldn't really feel excited about practicing, but Yummers would be there, meowing and heading for the back door - guiding me like Lassie!

Yummers' most favorite pose was baddha konasana. I had to do this every single time we did yoga together - he liked to climb into the space between my heels and my legs. Then he would purr and snuggle and soak up all the snugs he wanted. Sometimes I would have to do this several times in one practice session!

Yummers had his own private entrance to the yoga room... up the little red stairs and through the window. In the summer, I would leave the window open for him to come and go as he pleased. He loved to sit on the stairs, or often half-inside the yoga room and half-outside - soaking up the joys of the great outdoors.

Chatty Yummers

Yummers was a real talker! And he just loved to be sweet talked. He loved his name so much - one of our favorite games was to say his name to him in a super perky way, and then he would respond immediately with a hearty chirp!

Amey: "Yummers!"

Yummers: "Mrow!"

Amey: "Yummers!"

Yummers: "Mrow!"

It could go on like this for quite a while. He also loved if you just said his name over and over and over real fast "YummersYummersYummersYummersYummersYummers..." It would make him purr so loudly!

Acutally, this is pretty amazing, but Yummers was such a good communicator that he had a distinct meow for many different circumstances. We could tell the difference between when he was meowing just to say hi, asking to be fed, bossing Dottie around, about to throw up, angry, and so on. It was really incredible. But also, it was just fun because he always had something to say.

in his life time, Yummers had over one million nick names...

here are a few favorites off the top of my head:

YumBum // Little Baby Yummers // Yummino Acid // Osama bin Sweetie

Po-tay-to // Foo D. Nose // Potentate // Yummers Bummers

Yummers Yummers Monkey Summers // Snuggy Boy

Little Lord Yummers // YummersYummersYummersYummers

"the cutie"

We had names for many of Yummers' cute moves. In 17 years of togetherness, Yummers never sat on our laps. He was not into that. But, he did love sleeping between my feet on the bed... and after several years, he decided to drape his little paws over my leg while he slept. I know this sounds crazy, but we were so excited that we freaked out and named this new move "the cutie." ha ha. It remained a favorite of his for the rest of his days - and in fact, he spent most of the last few months of his life in his favorite little kitty bed, with his paws draped over the edge, cutie-style.

"the cutie" in action,

with added yawn power!

Yummers wasn't into super physical contact, he didn't sleep on our laps or "make biscuits" on our laps... but what he lacked in physical affection, he more than made up for with emotional presence. The minute you walked in the back door, Yummers would be there, amid all the barking dogs, persistently meowing hello and angling for his own affection. If I was in the front room, within a few minutes, Yummers would be there too. If we were out in the backyard, Yummers would come out the backyard. He loved to be with us. He loved to swoop around between my ankles and snugged and smooshed. He loved to be picked up and snuggled any chance he could get. He was really in the mix, really a part of the gang.

Sunshine Appreciator

Yummers was a true lover of sunshine

He was also very handsome.

Yummers and I had a very special sunshine routine in the backyard. He just loved when I would sit outside out in the back, and especially when I would put down a towel to lie on. He would materialize out of nowhere, and lie next to me in the sun, basking in the warmth and companionship. But I was *not* allowed to pet him while he was sun bathing - or he would turn on me and bite me!

In the house, Yummers had an astute and keenly programmed routine of sun chasing: on the bed in the early morning, in the dining area in the late morning, in the back yard around noon, and then either the futon or the foot of the bed for the late afternoon sun. I'm tellin' ya, he had a pretty good life.

sunshine on the Most Desirable green chair

Yummers had such a beautiful belly - and happily, he loved to have his belly petted, smooshed, snuggled, wiggled, and I was even allowed to smoosh my face up against it pretty much whenever I wanted.

Yummers and I had such a special thing. I just felt like I understood him. Any little move he made, any little glance or nudge, any shift in behavior and I felt like I knew what he wanted. I just understood him and I never felt like he was a weirdo or a mystery to me. Also, sweet Yummers enjoyed the snuggles I liked to give him and he happily let me pet him the way I wanted to pet him! I know it sounds a little selfish, but I really loved this about him so much.

left: the "two-paw salute"

right: the "one paw salute"

This was one of Yummers' most favorite moves: the salute! He loved to be held over one shoulder like this, and it was best if you supported one of my back legs, but let the other one hang down. Ha ha. He was so particular! When he was happy, he would extend one arm out into the air. When he was really, really happy he would extend both arms out! The two-arm salute!

#crossedpaws

This doodle is a stand in for 3 important snuggles:

1. "Tube Hug"

2. "The Trap"

3. "The Hobby Horse"

1. The Tube Hug: Yummers loved to be slowly petted from his head to his kitty butt, with our hands wrapped all the way around his kitty girth. 2. The Trap: at some point Mr. VE&T realized that if you placed one hand on top of his back and one hand on his belly and start smooshing your fingers, Yummers would immediately surrender and lie down for more snuggles. Hoorah! Obviously, this was immediately named "the trap," for our reluctant little snuggler.

3. The Hobby Horse: Honestly, Mr VE&T deserves full credit for discovering so many of Yummers' favorite little moves. In the last few years, he discovered just how much Yummers loved to be gently wiggled. Especially if you put him on the end of the bed. It was a special little bond they shared!

Yummers was a feisty little fella in his youth - he loved to play with his toys and he would get this little cross-eyed and wild look. Sometimes, totally out of the blue, he would jump up and attack my head for no reason! Except he was so chubby that his fuzzy little chub belly would just hit me on the head. He wanted to be fierce, but he really wasn't. He was just a sweet little bub. Ha ha ha!

derp!

You are not my friend

ha ha ha

This picture cracks me up. Yummers was not a fan of the dogs, but he adapted reluctantly. It's safe to say that he was the patriarch / dictator of our furry pack - a position he relished and enforced with an iron paw. Although he was able to tolerate the dogs (and they were all terrified of him), he absolutely was not able to tolerate poor Footie. Bringing Footie into our family was an act of betrayal that poor Yummers just could not abide, and he protested several times a day - mostly by continuously pestering Footie. It was a non-stop array of swats, minor aggressions, antagonism, kicking Footie out of his spot in the sun... only to follow him and kick him out the next spot... and the next spot. I'm convinced that this singular focus actually gave Yummers' life meaning and purpose in his final years.

The most interesting cat on the internet

What a beautiful picture of sweet Yummers Potatoes in his prime.

Our veggie-loving sweet heart

Of course one of the things that we all knew and loved about Yummers was his voracious and completely self-driven love of vegetables. What a nut! He loved pretty much all vegetables but his top 4 were definitely corn, asparagus, broccoli and green beans. Beyond that, all green veggies (kale, chard, spinach, peas, etc) were also preferred. Not to mention chips, crackers, rice cakes, popcorn, tortilla chips, and on and on. None of the other pets were ever allowed to have human food, so Yummers also enjoyed his very special privilege while the others looked on longingly. Ha ha. He really was quite imperial!

A typical lunch experience:

me, attempting to eat my lunch in the sunny back yard, Yummers aggressively angling for his share of my veggies, Stevie looking on with eternal optimism! Yummers almost always managed to get a few nibbles from me. How could I resist?

Yummers' "FEED ME!" face!

ha ha ha. I just love this picture so much, and I will always be grateful for it.

It really captures something so essential about him! Bossy and spunky and hungry!

Our friend Kendra took this picture when she was housesitting for us. Thanks Kendra.

Last but not least, three videos of Yummers eating his veggies with zeal and vigor!

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Yummers Eats His Broccoli

Yummers Eats His Corn

** Click here to see an old post with an excellent video of Yummers eating his corn! **

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Yummers Eats His Asparagus

A few days after Yummers died, I went to the farmers' market only to find that the asparagus ladies were there for the first time this season. Of course they asked about him, because I was always buying more asparagus for him. I bought asparagus that day, but it took me several days to actually eat it because it kept making me cry. I know I'll never eat asparagus again and not remember my sweet Yummers Potatoes.

In his last two days, he ate almost nothing... two nibbles of Tofurkey slices, and two tips of steamed asparagus. I love that he got his favorite veggie in his final days... he didn't have much appetite, but he could certainly rally for some delicious asparagus. Rest in Peace, little veggie-lover.

my sweet little guy

Source: http://veganeatsandtreats.blogspot.com/2018/04/in-memoriam-yummers-potatoes-2000-2018.html

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