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tell me about your new yarn please
Boy howdy would I love to!!!
Okay so I have been trying to find a new project to work on, especially because my current projects are (1) shawls and (2) so large they are now unwieldy and unsafe to travel with. Unfortunately, I don't know any indie yarn stores so I checked my stalwart beloved current craft store JoAnn... again.
A couple weeks ago, I bought 8 balls of Bernat Big Twist Yarn in "Community" because it's part of their Pride Collection and Community is their representation of the Ace Flag. I quickly realized that it would not be enough to make the flag-tile blanket of my dreams and instead of being a reasonable person and buying just one extra ball of Community to make a respectable 3x3 Ace Flag lap blanket, I bought 8 balls of "Authentic" because that's their representation of the Nonbinary flag and why not make a bonkers large 4 tile by 4 tile blanket with a whole ball of yarn used per tile? Why not be deeply unhinged.
Anyways the world is wonderful and yarn is everything.
Idhehdj I'm so nervous making this ask cuz I don't wanna bother you if you've stopped writing for the Sleepover in the Valley event- but if you are still writing for it; what would Zemo's role in the Valley be? Love your writing so much and I hope your days are good!!!!!
Friend, you are absolutely not bothering me! I am definitely still writing for the Sleepover, it's still going until my birthday! I'm delighted you've asked about my beloved Helmut, and I'm so excited to talk about him with you!
(Hint: You might have seen him before, in a different story not quite connected to the Valley... except for him!)
Come join the Family for a Sleepover in the Valley!
Helmut Zemo is not of the Green. He is not of the Inner Dark either. Y'might've called him a demon of the crossroads, so long as you ain't talkin' right to his face, but he ain't that either — Helmut Zemo ain't even his real name, but it is the one he likes best.
Thing about this world, burnin' black rock on a backwater planet no-one woulda considered worth anythin' in the years before the planet was born, is that he did. Might've been a disaster, might've been all the fires of Hell convergin' around him, might just've been a nice vacation. Don't matter.
What matters is this: when the things that would've torn apart the edges of this universe t'fill their own bellies were sealed away, Helmut Zemo was there. An' Helmut Zemo, gatekeeper an' guardian, Baron of the Crossroads, keeper of the keys, was called to be warden of this newly built prison, to keep its secrets deep within an' keep away all who would be fool enough to crack open its shell an' release the Pandora's Box sealed inside.
And Helmut Zemo did not answer.
Figure we should all thank him for that.
Figure he'll probably ask.
✒️ I see you wanna put pens to use and I love your handwriting!
-jplupine
Happy birthday, lovely Tessa! 🎂
I'm obsessed with the idea of an Appalachian-based Lloyd Hansen! How is this cosmopolitan continental loafer-wearing vain man going to find himself in the forest and mountains of the old gods? Would you please give us a preview of his tale or maybe a mood board?
Thank you, friend!! I am so excited and thrilled to celebrate my birthday with everyone this year!
Oooh Lloyd! I did share some thoughts about Company Man Lloyd earlier, check it out here, but I'm always happy to share some more about the Grey Man himself.
There’s more to the mountains than a backwoods “Holler-witch” trying to sell “charms” and “workings” like she could shield the people from the inevitable march of time. Progress has a price, don’t it, Princess, so when’re you planning to pay?
Whatever “humanity” Lloyd Hansen had in his body was torn out roundabout the time Governor Pierce of West Virginia pardoned him for his previously “unforgivable” crimes, according to the previous Governor — but there are worse things in life than what waited for Lloyd at the end of Death Row.
Worse for you.
You thought you outsmarted him, didn’t you, Princess? Thought you could get away with just playing grab-ass with that Senator you got your claws into, thought all his power and prestige would protect you? Thought you could stroll up Capitol Hill all high and mighty, acting like he and everybody else in this ivory tower should just bend to you and your “will of the people” bullshit? You thought better sisters than you haven’t tried that one before?
Someone’s gotta toe the line.
Come join us for a Family sleepover, Down Here, in this Valley!
❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way I care for you. ❜
With Foreman Barnes for the sleepover? If inspiration strikes~
Hello, Nonnie! Thank you so much for sending this ask in! I'm terribly sorry for the delay.
A note to all: The sleepover down in the valley is ongoing, so come join us and rest a spell, family! Don't be a stranger!
I hope you won't mind that I altered the prompt just a little bit, to suit Bucky's accent in this universe, and I also hope you don't mind that my terribly verbose self went a biiiit over seven sentences, because I am a disaster.
This prompt was a super fun one to consider, and I hope you enjoy this glimpse into a possible future for Foreman Barnes and his Kitten!
Want more? Read Dead Trees Like Lavender Fields here!
You should never have come here, to this town that don’t exist on any map you could find, ‘cept the one which your Uncle Cletus sent you after your momma died — he knows that, has always known that. But there you go, just like your momma before you, comin’ an’ goin’ where you ought not, doin’ the opposite of what you were told.
Prolly was better that your momma ran, he considers sometimes — but especially now, in the darkest hours of the night, carrying’ you dead asleep all the way back from the clearin’ they done lost Eliza-Anne and Eugene Paul in — prolly taught him patience an’ taught you how to survive it.
Thing about blood that it always flows home, if you give it long enough.
There is darkness here, don’t you know? Things in these woods no aspect of a Christian God or Devil could hope to compete with, but as you sleep in a bed that ain’t yours yet but will be, one day, just you wait, that darkness coils itself around you with a coal-and-fire arm at your waist, eyes like embers watchful sentry over your dreams, you sleep to promises you will not remember and confessions you may not hear at all.
Got nothin’ to worry about, Kitten. Ain’t gonna let anybody hurt you. Ain’t never cared for nobody the way I’m gonna care for you, just you wait.
Come join us for a Family sleepover, Down Here, in this Valley!
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Ooo, please?? ✒️🥰
ps: not to be weird, but I love pens. lol