We find it very amusing how the pride shelf-table-island-thing in the library is next to the Harry Potter books….
um we’ll see ourselves out
buh-bye fellow beings/things
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I don’t know when this started, but at some point I decided I didn’t like the way the word “waste” is used most of the time
“I wasted money on this frivolous thing”
“I wasted the day doing something unnecessary”
“I wasted all my art supplies on this project” (this is a big one for me; I’m very much a hoarder)
It’s one thing to say you wasted, like, a bag of chips by spilling it all over the floor, because in that case, the chips actually are wasted by that. You have to throw them in the waste basket.
But in the other cases, I prefer the words “spent” or “used.”
“I spent $10 on a video game”
“I spent the day playing the video game”
“I used my art supplies on this project”
It just gets me out of the mindset that just because you don’t have something anymore (money, time, or materials), that doesn’t mean it was wasted. It was used. It was spent.
This especially important to me when it’s a choice between two “frivolous” things.
Like, if you only have $500 and have rent to pay...then, yeah, it’s probably wasting the money to buy a rare comic book instead.
But if you have an extra $20 to spend, it’s not a waste to spend it going out to eat vs. buying something you enjoy. If you have a day off, it’s not a waste to spend it doing fun thing #1 vs fun thing # 2.
(The amount of times I’ve been in the middle of doing something I enjoy and thinking, “but wait! I could be doing this other thing I enjoy! Why am I wasting my time on this?” *sigh*)(I remember a Calvin and Hobbes comic where Calvin is freaking out about using his summer break effectively to have as much fun as possible...and at the same time, clearly not having fun)
If you have a ball of yarn, it’s not a waste to crochet something with it. If you have paint, it’s not a waste to make a painting. If you have a Lite-Brite, my dear sweet 7-year-old self, it is not a waste to make the Lite-Brite pictures! Oh my god, just because there were a limited number of them doesn’t mean you needed to save them for later! Guess what!? We never finished all the pictures, we’ve lost a bunch of the plastic things, and the Lite-Brite’s bulb doesn’t even work anymore!!
Like I said, the material one is the big one for me. “Saving” yarn until the perfect project that doesn’t exist just means that the yarn will never be used. “Saving” the paint until it dries up is more of a waste than doing literally anything else with it. And clearly, “saving” the Lite-Brite pictures was more of a waste than if I’d just done them as a child.
...do they still make Lite-Brites?
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I feel like we as a fandom collectively don't talk enough about the fact that Will has his ears pierced...
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soap who regularly brings ghost tea just because he can walking into his room and only blinking once when he finds ghost maskless
ghost takes the mug with a gentle “thanks johnny” like always. unlike always, soap unthinkingly responds, “thank you, gorgeous.”
a stunning pink nips the apples of ghost’s cheeks and he huffs, shoving soap away with a muttered “piss off, i’m working.” he does, always does, but the thought of that flush, rising to the very tips of ghost’s ears haunts him (the irony is not lost on him). he realizes he’d do anything to see it again.
the names become a part of the routine, nearly as important as the tea itself.
“thanks, johnny.” ghost will say. “no problem, sweetheart” “anytime, darling” “my pleasure, beautiful” soap will return.
its on one of these days that karma decides to strike him down. ghost has just taken the still steaming mug from his fingers, cradling it. soap prepares himself for the usual, an easygoing smile on his lips and his heart beating ever so slightly faster in his chest. the usual doesn’t come.
“thank you, love.” ghost murmurs, voice rumbling in the small room and casting an avalanche of emotion over soap’s steadily heating frame.
love? LOVE?? that wasn’t part of this, ghost was supposed to be the one fighting down nauseous butterflies not soap. that rat bastard, soap thinks, stupefied, he thinks he can outplay me? i’ll fucking show him.
he takes two confident strides forward, places a steadying hand on the back of ghost’s chair and the other on a stubble laden cheek, and leans down to press a chaste kiss to the corner of his mouth. ghost goes rigid, soap can feel the blush against his nose.
“always, simon.”
when ghost pulls him in for a real kiss, messy and hurried but full of longing and want, soap only thinks he could get used to the taste of tea if it was off the man’s lips
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an underrated glass onion detail is miles saying his mother took him to the louvre when he was six- a subtle implication about how like, he CLEARLY had money to start with. he didnt conveniently have all those connections that helped everyone early on, or that helped him start alpha with andi.
like most rich people, he started with money and gained more and more.
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Huge congratulations to @neil-gaiman for sweeping the ComicScene Awards of 2024!
Best Comic of All Time (at a crushing 47.5%)
Best Adaptation (at 40.9%, beating Into the Spiderverse)
And, I cannot agree with this one more
Best Writer of All Time (55.1%)
If you haven't read the Sandman, this is ComicScene and me telling you you really should.
Congratulations Neil!
https://comicscene.org/2024/02/01/comicscene-award-winners-2024-to-be-announced-here-07-02-24-7am/
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