Vurina C. Salty

Vurina C. Salty is a writer and Slytherin who lives in Tennessee with her husband. She also has a dog. She thinks that's pretty awesome. She enjoys crochet, finds amusement from giraffes and seapigs, and likes herbal tea and chapstick. But not together. That would be gross. All hail the glow cloud, beware the ManBearPig,and eat the rude

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This blog is moving!

Honestly, this is a long time coming. I’ve wanted to get back into the swing of things on tumblr but this blog feels sorta…mentally/emotionally/post-ally cluttered. Time for something clean and new and fresh. 

If you want to follow me, head over to mamasalty and, if you don’t, that’s okay too! Regardless of what you decide, I adore you!

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Just a heads up, if you’ve not moved over to the new blog, you’ll be seeing this post a lot as I transition things over. Would love if all you darlings joined me!

(Feel free to unfollow this one to not be annoyed with this announcement.)

[saltymarshmallows]

This blog is moving!

Honestly, this is a long time coming. I’ve wanted to get back into the swing of things on tumblr but this blog feels sorta…mentally/emotionally/post-ally cluttered. Time for something clean and new and fresh. 

If you want to follow me, head over to mamasalty and, if you don’t, that’s okay too! Regardless of what you decide, I adore you!

[saltymarshmallows]

Just a heads up, if you’ve not moved over to the new blog, you’ll be seeing this post a lot as I transition things over. Would love if all you darlings joined me!

(Feel free to unfollow this one to not be annoyed with this announcement.)

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Homo Algus

Sculptor: Sophie Prestigiacomo

The swamp creatures are modeled with mud and seaweed, with the algae drying within the elements. The colors, textures, and “skin” of the creatures change over time, along with the organic landscape they inhabit. The sculptures offer a chance for onlookers to not only visit the site, but also engage in dialogue about biodiversity and our relationship to these lands.

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He knows

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this is so pure

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Director Brad Bird talks about how they came up with the name for “Ratatouille” 

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He’s so great

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I haven’t been able to get the full video but we just celebrated one of our steam locomotives turning 145 by chucking a chocolate cake into her firebox

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A Daze of Ailey Chapter 1

I have recently moved blogs and this a reposting of my fanfic A Daze of Ailey. It was the fourth fanfiction I wrote.

Summary: Edward lives in a city far from Peach Creek and works as a prosthetists. Kevin is a single father who has just moved into his apartment complex with his daughter Ailey. (age: adult)

Kevedd

Total number of chapters 14.4

Warning: This fic has mentions of abuse and alcoholism so please don’t read if triggered.

Author’s note: In case you haven’t noticed by previous fics, I write Edward as Latino. This is only a headcannon as he looks like my cousin.

Chapter 1

Keep reading

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I’m getting ready to continue Rainy Daze so if anyone needs a refresher.... :)

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bus drivers who re-open their doors when they see someone running towards the stop are neutral good. any other kind of bus driver is automatically lawful evil

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chaotic evil: the bus driver who saw me running to the stop and waited until i was at the door to close it and drive away

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Time to bring back my husband’s fucking legendary bus story:

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I work at a coffee shop and have gotten all my co-workers to start calling lattes “hot milkybois”

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I also got everyone to refer to the salted caramel blended drink as “the big salty” and I consider it one of my greatest accomplishments

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Oh yeah and any time someone orders a hazelnut latte with almond milk (which specifically is a weirdly popular drink) I say “one HOT NUT latte coming right up!”

My coworkers have not latched on to this one like they did with the others for some reason.

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I forgot to mention I also pronounce “hot chocolate” like “hot cocklate”… because I’m awful.

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please give us updates

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Our largest drink size is affectionately referred to as “Texas Size” so sometimes when I hand it out in the drive-thru I like to say, “Here’s that TEXAS SIZE [drink] for ya, YEEEEHAW!”

And some people look at me as though I have just made their entire day while others look like they they could not possibly get away from me soon enough. Both reactions are equally satisfying. 

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I made this into a game except when I hand out the Texas-size drinks I say “Can I get a YEEHAW?” And the guests always look mortified but occasionally one of them will let out a terrified “yeehaw” and all my coworkers cheer and then we keep a running tally of how many yeehaws we each get on the back of a pastry bag.

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op will not die of natural causes

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That’s the most interesting comment anyone has ever left on one of my posts

[alexander]

This is starbucks vibes

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@noribeans

[kyleehenke]

I dm’d this girl and her boyfriend sent me this back

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@saltymarshmallows

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K. But I’m crying

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her name was freddie oversteegen!

Freddie Oversteegen, Dutch resistance fighter who killed Nazis through seduction, dies at 92

The Dutch resistance was widely believed to be a man’s effort in a man’s war. If women were involved, the thinking went, they were likely doing little more than handing out anti-German pamphlets or newspapers.

Yet Freddie Oversteegen and her sister Truus, two years her senior, were rare exceptions — a pair of teenage women who took up arms against Nazi occupiers and Dutch “traitors” on the outskirts of Amsterdam. With Hannie Schaft, a onetime law student with fiery red hair, they sabotaged bridges and rail lines with dynamite, shot Nazis while riding their bikes, and donned disguises to smuggle Jewish children across the country and sometimes out of concentration camps.

In perhaps their most daring act, they seduced their targets in taverns or bars, asked if they wanted to “go for a stroll” in the forest — and “liquidated” them, as Ms. Oversteegen put it, with a pull of the trigger.

“We had to do it,” she told one interviewer. “It was a necessary evil, killing those who betrayed the good people.” When asked how many people she had killed or helped kill, she demurred: “One should not ask a soldier any of that.” […]

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