but i missed tuesday

Not to cause anyone to panic,,, but Dan is going to be questioned so hard by the Phandom and is going to have to answer questions about the Bahamas Tweet and him crashing the Lester’s vacation when he finally goes live one of these Tuesday’s

i miss the old u (Ethan)

Their relationship was one of those that made people envious. They were perfect. They never fought, got on great, and genuinely loved the shit out of each other. Lately, things were different. Ethan became irritated with his girlfriend more often than usual. He noticed little things about her that irked his soul. The way she never said thank you when he bought her things. How when they had sex, she only focused on herself getting off. And especially how it had been a whole month since she said “I love you.”

Today, Ethan was going to test the girl he thought he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. The girl that everyone said was “the one” for him.

“Get in the car, babe,” his voice shows no emotion. In fact, when he says the word ‘babe’, it almost has a bitter infliction.

Her eyebrows furrow and she sits up on the couch. Ethan notices how she hasn’t looked up from her phone for hours until that moment, and he wonders if she’s even being faithful to him anymore. “Why?” That’s all she says as she locks her phone and stares at him in the eyes. Both sets are cold and emotionless, but hers are glistened over with confusion.

“Because I want to go to the mall,” he isn’t facing her anymore and he takes advantage of the fact and lets his eyes roll from one side to the next. “And I want to buy you something.”

He’s not looking at her, but he can see her face perk up with that fake smile that makes him want to vomit. “That’s all you had to say, baby.” He can hear the smirk in her voice when she speaks, and she skips to the car so fast without even thinking about grabbing her purse.

“Christ,” Ethan mumbles under his breath. “I fell in love with a bitch.”

The entire car ride to the mall is silent. Ethan doesn’t turn on the radio, he doesn’t look at her, and he definetly doesn’t rest his hand on her thigh like he used to. When they get to their destination, he grabs her hand in hope of that warm feeling it used to inflict on his stomach, but to no avail.

“Pick anything you like,” he speaks, bluntly, letting go of her cold limb. She’s gone. Just like that, racing off to each and every corner of her favorite store and not coming back for nearly an hour. When she returns, she has a shopping back overflowing with items that he knows she’ll never wear more than twice.

“I’m ready,” she cheeses. Ethan grabs the bag from her and leads her to the front of the store. He smiles at the pretty cashier, and she smiles back, a genuine, friendly smile. Something that Ethan hadn’t seen from his girlfriend in months.

“That’ll be $135,” he swipes his credit card quickly through the slot and hears his girlfriend let out a sigh of impatience. His jaw clenches and when the nice girl hands him his receipt, he snatches it from her hand, causing her to jump back out of fear.

Ethan stomps out of the store with his girlfriends’ bag in hand. He hears the ‘click-clack’ of her heels trailing behind him and feels her hand reach for the bag. “What the fuck was that about, Ethan? You nearly gave that girl a heart attack when you snatched the receipt from her.” Her eyebrows furrow once again when Ethan doesn’t give up her bag.

Ethan keeps walking, heading straight for their car. He doesn’t open the door for her and waits for her to pout about that too.

“Hello? E? What’s wrong with you? And can I have my bag?”

“You’re what the fuck is wrong with me. I just took you shopping and let you pick out anything and everything you want, and do I get a thank you? No. I don’t even remember the last time you said thank you, you ungrateful bitch,” he’s furious and he watches as her face turns a tomato red. He knows she’s on the verge of tears, and for a moment, he regrets his actions. “Look,” he sighs. “I just miss the old you. The one who I used to stay up with all night and talk about stupid shit, and laugh with about dumb jokes, or cuddle with while we binge watch our favorite tv show. I miss when your smile was contagious and really, I just fucking miss when you used to tell me you loved me..”

A tear streams down her cheek and she stares into her lap. Her perfect winged eyeliner smudges when she rubs her tears away, and he can tell she’s genuienly hurt. It never even crossed his mind that maybe she didn’t know she had changed for the worse.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t even realize what a bitch I’ve been lately,” she sniffles, and Ethan can’t lie to himself, it was cute. “I love you, E. Really, so much.”

“I love you too,” he uses his thumb to wipe away a tear from her face. He realizes then how strong his grasp is still onn her shopping bag. “Here,” he chuckles and hands it to her, surprised at how white his knuckles are.

“Thank you,” she says immediately. “For everything.”

“You’re welcome, babe,” and this time, he says the last word with benevolence as he drives off and lets his hand rest on her warm thigh.

just 2 trophies from platinum! a doodle to celebrate~

Relationship statues: married 💍 to the night✨

The culture doesn’t encourage you to think about such things until you’re about to die. We’re so wrapped up with egotistical things, career, family, having enough money, meeting with the mortgage, getting a new car, fixing the radiator when it breaks–we’re involved in trillions of little acts just to keep going. So we don’t get into the habit of standing back and looking at our lives and saying: Is this all? Is this all I want? Is something missing?
—  Tuesdays With Morrie (Mitch Albom)

The Tenth Doctor in front of the TARDIS

I love that sticky-up hair and those mournful doe-eyes.

Happy Tennant Tuesday (or whatever day it is when you happen to stumble across this post)

I once said we’d cross paths again. That one day we’d be able to be in each other’s lives. 12 days ago was the day I’d waited what seemed like an eternity for. We agreed to meet in the bar we always used to meet in, about 6ish. I must have smoked at least 7 cigarettes before going in. I know you hate the smell of smoke but I don’t have to please you anymore. I was so nervous. Dear, my heart was racing harder than it did the first night you kissed me. As soon as I saw you it was like nothing had happened. We were straight back to a year ago, you talking about work and how much you hate the world. It seemed like a lifetime since I’d last saw you. We sat for hours and just forgot about everyone else. When it was time to part ways you asked if I was coming back to stay. You have no idea how difficult it was for me to say no. I hugged you, not knowing if I’d ever see you again and darling I never wanted to let you go. The world used to stand still when I was in your arms but now my body belongs to someone else but you’ll always have a piece of my heart.
—  I’ve missed you terribly