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#a tangled skein
piplupod · 2 months
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got a little lost in the sauce 😔
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antiv3nom · 8 months
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they should make a rolling-up-a-ball-of-yarn that is not the most frustrating task of my entire fucking life
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brooklynislandgirl · 2 months
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[FMK: Reimagined.] Three people, but no names. Someone you've stolen for. Someone you've hurt to help. And someone you'd murder yourself before letting anyone else do it. //Tall dark stranger with a bone condition not matching her vodka shots but probably enabling them... they need to stop meeting like this.//
Three of a Kind || Accepting {{ tagging: @riggsanity & @mynameisanakin & @lokitheliesmith for reasonsTM }}
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The question is almost too softly spoken, and if Beth were inclined, she could have pretended not to have heard it. She doesn't do that often but it is something she's employed to distance herself in the past. This is not the first time she has met her mysterious friend, and likely it will not be the last. But what memories does her friend dredge up? "One of the people I miss most, mostly due to being cross country from one another. We used to play all kinds of board and card games. The goal wasn't to win or lose, but to make the other person laugh an' we used to cheat each other elaborately. I really should write or call him sometime. Maybe even give back those little plastic hotels I still have in my undergarment drawer. Not to mention the fact that I've eaten more than half of the fries he ever ordered, even when he got enough to share. And the shirts I took. And the beers he smuggled out of my fridge that I took back late at night while we watched the tide roll back out under the moonlight." She would swear on this mounting bar tab that her Texas still has at least one of her deeds tucked in his boot or in those curls. She wonders where Martin is. If he's found himself like he needed to so that he wouldn't be swallowed up by his own grief. Some of the light that she'd always held onto had dimmed the day he'd left and she's all the poorer for it. "One I've hurt to help is my..." apprentice. The waif of a youth that turned up on her doorstep those few years ago, rattling bones and death in every wet, congested breath. All she has to do is close her eyes and those blue eyes, the golden waves cutting across his sharp bones, he is alive and thriving and smiling at her shyly. It had taken every ounce of her will power to eventually let him go so he could find his place amongst the Traditions. Where she champions Life, he is the other side of the coin and she couldn't teach him how to be a Thanatoic. "Friend. He's a recovering addict, and he was really sick when he sought my help. There were days where death might have been a mercy, and the curses that rolled off his tongue in that bayou accent of his...I can't even begin to repeat. But I know that transformation was emotionally, physically, an' spiritually excruciating." She's quiet for a time. Maybe this friend was only going to have two memories from her before they hit last call. Maybe because the third answer is the hardest. For so long it would have been so easy to contemplate patricide. That she'd be the recipient of the Admiral's last undeserved breath. But that would be breaking her own kapu imposed by Teanoi; take no pleasure in killing. and if Beth were being honest? It might be the happiest moment of her existence.
But that puts her in mind of the other road she doesn't ever stop to consider. She'd once used all of her considerable talents and power to make the arduous journey to xer not-quite-native homeland in search for a bloom that would ease xer misery. She'd done it for love. And perhaps this is why she'd been turned back by that realm's all-seeing Guardian. If she could not heal xer one way, then Beth could only offer the second, perhaps lesser choice.
What was it that was said? Only you could kill your God? "The third...they say...has an adder's tongue, quicksilver and honey in xer lies. They say...Xe is the source of primordial chaos. Nets and spiders and wyrding. But I see xem as... fire and family, of ephemera and stories. Xe is a harbinger of change, of transformation." Of love, hers being enduring, asking nothing of xer but to be. "If xe has to die? Wishes it after everything? Then I can only resign myself to being xer handmaiden in that, too."
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tenth-sentence · 4 months
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She was on to something here.
"Incarnations of Immortality: With a Tangled Skein" - Piers Anthony
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punemy-spotted · 11 months
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To the person who wound this ball of yarn: what the actual FUCK.
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countthelions · 2 years
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Adding some blues and greens to this beautiful shawl 💚
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gengarpng · 7 months
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Started winding bobbins for my thread hoard and lord this shit sucks.
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malapertmarquess · 1 year
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It’s a bloody good thing I don’t crochet for money; I’ve spent 3.5 hours over two nights just trying to untangle and wind a full skein of yarn...
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I failed at winding two skeins of yarn tonight and tbh that was more upsetting than infected cauliflower-headed people on TV.
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botchallthethings · 1 year
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Good: my swatch looks excellent. Extremely pleased with my color choice and design and colorwork in the round with large, evenly sized yarn balls is far more pleasant than my previous experiences have been with flat knitting or a tiny, wildly splitty ball paired with a normal ball.
Bad: my swatch is a full inch+ too small (about 3 cm)
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I have no experience knowing how to size up. That seems a pretty sizable difference? I guess I also tend towards knitting pretty tightly. But how many needles to size up? I suppose I could use the larger set I have and see if that’s too big, and then if it is, go to a craft store and get a goldilocks pair.
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whats-in-a-sentence · 5 months
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She knew she had a long and satisfying role ahead of her as Lachesis.
"Incarnations of Immortality: With a Tangled Skein" - Piers Anthony
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piplupod · 3 months
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take a grocery storage crate found by a dumpster and a bit of duct tape to fix 'er up, and BOOM ! yarn storage !!!
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brooklynislandgirl · 1 year
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@lokitheliesmith​
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Birthdays are a time of celebration, as is the point when the old year dies and the new one begins. Somehow it all seems perfectly natural that this should be the way of Loki’s birthday. And while she’d offered tokens of affection for Jól, which she most likely mangles the pronunciation of, she’s always felt bad for kids born so close to the holidays that their own day gets swallowed up by it. And as always, Beth spent a lot of time considering what gift might be appropriate, and fretting over every choice she makes. This year she has decided to go with something simple, almost traditional. New boots for a new journey. A new cloak-pin in hopes that it brings warmth regardless of where they travel. An emerald ring whose setting is more modern, dating back to nearly a hundred years before, but whose stones have been in the family for far longer. And lastly perhaps the most questionable one. A relatively uncomplicated bangle, suitable to almost any presentation Loki cares to give. But the wood...the wood of it could easily be drawn from Beth’s blood, from her bones. The kapu Koa wood native to her islands. Rare outside of the mainland, and once believed to be worthy of only gods and their human descendants. She doesn’t make a fuss about the presentation, either, but leaving them wrapped besides xer other things, along with a little note expressing her joy to have xer as a friend and companion, for another year that she will cherish like the last.
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tenth-sentence · 5 months
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Niobe consulted with Chronos, who remembered the future.
"Incarnations of Immortality: With a Tangled Skein" - Piers Anthony
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smudgekip · 11 months
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it's all fun and games until the yarn tangles...
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elgaberino-mcoc · 1 year
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spreadsheet cleanup SIBYL DVORAK (aka Gypsy Moth aka Skein)
ComicVine: 97 total issues Fandom: 54 unique appearances 0 variants apparently 0 video games
Psychokinetic tangler mutant, member: Night Shift, Thunderbolts, Femizons, Masters of Evil
medium priority for @MCOCwishlist 
- Other Gabe
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