#tuesday problem

[thegoodmorningman]

Sorry. Can't do it.

[sometimessmagical]

sweetheart

[aoikasaa]

weekdays with dr stone

(i doodled all of them in <20min each day so dont think too hard lol)

[still--kicking]

sometimes when i'm doing a first draft, just to keep momentum going i'll skip over something and use placeholders to remember what to fill in later and they frequently look more or less like this

[yeahthisisabadidea]

Twin Ghost Kings

An idea I got into my head, I've seen a few tropes where Danny and Dani are twins, two sides of a coin, the king and the free spirit sort of idea. so what if, both Dani and Danny become the ghost king?

I can just imagine some poor smuck (cult? the Justice Leauge? someone from another fandom?) decides to summon "the ghost king" for whatever reason, so solve XYZ or to grant them world dominating power, whatever, and they're expecting a single, monsterous, tyranical being Pariah Dark, but in stead, they get these two black and white child-ghosts (they're not acctually children, it's been centuries, but it's fun to be OP while being underestimated and messing with people)

This wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote a bit of it, so...

The boy’s eyes roamed over the heroes, down to the circle and then made eye contact with John.

“Dani?” he asked, tone echoing and childish but oh, so dangerous. The hair on the back of John's neck stood on end. The girl similarly looked directly at John, acid green eyes boring into him. The feeling doubled down.

“Yes, Danny?”

“I think we’ve been summoned.”

The two smiled twin grins. It was sharp and mischievous and unnerving with too many teeth, too wide for their faces. As they continued to speak, the two began to float around as easily and aimlessly as leaves in a breeze, circling the heroes like predators evaluating their next kill. John certainly felt like prey.

“I think you’re right.”

“Someone tried to call Pariah.”

“Someone called the ghost king.”

“Someone wants the dark.”

“Someone made a mistake…”

“Ying yang spirits,” John muttered. The two children continued to circle each other in a dizing display of black and white and green eyes that hold too much power.

“Nope,” the girl giggled, popping the p.

“Close, but no.” Confirmed the boy in a sing-song voice, his impish smile only growing sharper. 

“Then wha– who are you?”

The spirits stopped their flying to drop to the ground in front of Constantine, their wispy tails splitting and solidifying into sets of legs so they could stand and stare with those green eyes at the man.

“We are the ghost king,” the boy said simply, voice teeming with power that made John’s ears hurt. The girl continued.

“Heirs apparent of the infinite realms and all that call it home.”

“And you have dared to summon us.”

“I don’t understand,” John had to try twice before his voice was loud enough to be heard. “I thought I called The King... Pariah Dark?"

"We told you."

"We are the king."

“I am the king phantom,” declared the boy. “Watcher of stars, bane of the dark. I am the guardian, the keep, the order. I am the light of the moons.”

“I am the king phantasm,” declared the girl. “Who followed after and seen all first. I am the wanderer, the wild, the chaos. I am the void between.”

“You demanded the Ghost King.”

“You called to the Dark.”

“So, tell us, Hellblazer,” the girl mused, grin sharp and wicked as she circled him, pausing to leer over his shoulder. “Who are you loyal to?”

“The crown?”

“Or the dark?”

“Be honest now.”

“We’ll know if you lie.”

“We can see your soul.”

“We own most of it, after all.”

[bluebeerg]

happy tuesday. who's this objectum win asshole

oh. right.

[dailyjaycetalis]

[blooaun1]

Mel00ns

[alliartist]

My chosen meme

[dimension20stuff]

happy worlds beyond number tuesday to those who celebrate

[pilkypills]

fili baja blast tuesday........

[mistressthrope]

I'm just here to remind you that it's Tuesday.... and possibly remind you of other things.

[kangals]

in kep's training class there's one other dog about his age who is a recent rescue from down south and she is sweet but soooo scared and shut down, so the trainer has paired her and kep up so kep can be the role model 😅 because he's got such an outgoing, confident temperament he helps set a good example for her, like when today there was a thunder rumble outside and she glanced over at kep, who was blissfully continuing to wiggle at me and beg for treats, and you could see her visibly relax a bit like "oh ok, no one else is concerned about this." and she wagged her tail once today at a stranger! huge progress.

basically kep is her assigned Emotional Support Himbo. he's SO good at being a dumb puppy i love that we've weaponized it.

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 6/24/2025

really homophobic for june to be such a slog so far

listening

i watched this movie once and the soundtrack made very little impression on me, but this came up in one of my spotify recommended playlists and fucks??? slow start, very Black Sails hurdy gurdy adjacent thing happening at 02:20

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reading

three books enter, two books leave:

After Hours by Bowen McCurdy, a charming little one-shot comic courtesy of @sybilius ! real black cat/golden retriever lesbian energy where the black cat is completely shielding the golden retriever from some spooky shit. these woman are experiencing completely different genres lol

Queen of the Damned, by Anne Rice: tragically i have discovered i am not an anne rice girlie. what the FUCK are you on about anne

i don’t respect this one enough to properly capitalize it: mammoth book of dieselpunk, edited by sean wallace: sort of comforting to know this 2015 cover was lovingly hand-made by someone fucking around with photoshop and not AI. forgot that dieselpunk is mostly jerking off about WWII. unfortunately a lot of these short stories were not good on a technical OR story level and were incredibly racist. i don’t think this book cracked the code on the appropriate time to call a young white woman exiting a factory “she looked like a little old Asian man”. and this wasn’t even the worst racism in the book!!! there was exactly one i liked: “This Evening’s Performance” by Genevieve Valentine was about the last human actors where all others have been replaced by automatons, and the character work was lovely. plus it had a defined beginning middle and end and a fun ending. literally everything else in this book was not very good. and for that reason it will go back to the used bookstore.

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watching

four episodes into true blood bc i liked charlaine harris’ other gunnie rose series so much. i would not say ms harris’ strong suit is names, however i am having a fun time with it so far. excited to find out if the “one extremely bad bdsm practice per episode is not actually the thing that kills someone” holds true for the rest of the season

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playing

genshin has added (checks notes) a pair of mini games for this event. one is collecting some fruit. one is a full roguelike with a weapons and upgrading system.

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making

going through some sort of brain time as evidenced by the fact i cranked out the part of the cross stitch that has previously taken me months in two days. the buildings on this incarnation of the Bless This Wretched Hive of Scum and Villainy sampler (for me this time) are not quite done, so who’s to say if this will actually take me several months to finish.

the berries and cream is a pi day Numerals of the World pattern from @mathysphere , not sure if I love this color combo on black and i feel that the color runs are perhaps not quite long enough in this specific flavor variegated floss, but we’ll see. it was the closest available colorway to the bi flag but it’s coming off more 80s than i want. perhaps i will do each line of numerals in a different pink or purple or blue? this will eventually be turned into a patch for my jacket so i want to really nail this lol

[becca-e-barnes]

Can i request something where bucky has a smutty obsession with sundresses? Just the way his doll looks in them and stuff?

I've definitely written Bucky loving sundresses before but now that there's a bit of a chill in the air, I'm imagining the same sundresses but with tights underneath 😏

Having the tights keeps you a little bit warmer but it doesn't give Bucky the access he's used to. The tights are such a tease because he knows how flimsy they are but they're in the way of what he wants and that would never do.

He does love the feeling of them though. The thin material is so smooth under his fingertips, there's an attractive sheen to them and he finds he can't take his eyes off your legs, right at the hem of your dress.

"Sweetheart." Bucky's voice is firm and it makes you smile to yourself. "Come here."

He's sitting by the kitchen table, sipping his coffee and you know that he's been watching you since you came down to make your breakfast.

You peck his lips softly when you reach him, enjoying the way a smile tugs at the corners of his lips. "Everything okay?" You ask, letting him press his knee between your thighs, spreading your legs.

His hands land on your legs out of instinct. The silky smooth feeling does something for him that he didn't quite expect and for a second, touching you over the fabric feels just as intimate as touching your bare skin.

"I like these." Bucky teases, squeezing your ass, making you roll slightly against his thigh.

"I'm glad you like them. You need to be gentle though, you'll rip them."

That wasn't even something he'd considered but now it's all he can think about. Those perfect tights, totally ruined, your panties pushed out of the way so there's nothing between your body and his fingers.

"You've never really liked it when I'm too gentle." He reminds you and you can't help but giggle because he's right and you know it. "What if... I just ripped a hole. Right here. Between your legs." His fingers tap the apex of your thighs, through your tights and underwear and your only option is to grind down on his thigh just a little harder.

"That would ruin them." You rock your hips back and forth, enjoying the friction against his insanely muscular thigh, letting your own need build.

"I don't think so. I think it might make them better. You know I like those pretty dresses you wear. Putting that flimsy fabric in the way is just a tease." Both of his hands meet under your skirt, testing the resistance of the material when he tugs in different directions.

"Rip them." You whisper, half pleading.

He huffs out a quiet laugh, pulling harder and you feel the fabric give the whole way across with little ladders beginning to run down the legs.

"Bend over. Let me see." You do as you're told, standing up, pulling the skirt of your dress up to expose your clothed sex to him.

It's not clothed for long though, he widens the hole just a little, slipping your panties to the side to allow him to sink a finger into your wet, eager, inviting cunt, quickly followed by a second.

"Pretty little hole to fuck you through." He muses, watching you try to resist the urge to fuck yourself on his fingers, getting more and more desperate for his cock.

[twerkyvulture]

It's Terrible Tyrannosaurus Tuesday