excuse the brown

Idfk how Chris brown is trending rn w his bullshit movie cause no matter what Rhianna did or said that bastard physically beat her to hell and back and y'all out here excusing his behavior? Saying it doesn’t matter anymore? This man has abused women numerous times and now that he’s suddenly relevant again y'all try to defend him? No matter how good his music may be or whatever, he is a man that beats women and that should be the only thing you consider when you think of him.

uncle_jezzy: Feeling so lucky. Thanks you so much for watching, without the fans there would be no show. Feeling so thankful to be apart of such a truly wonderful group of people. Here are some shots I took along the way. Figured the least I could do is share some of the memories I had working on this dream project. Hope you enjoy them - Love you all -

I think what valentina did was really unprofessional, but also really disrespectful towards Nina. Did she really think of herself so highly that she thought she could win without knowing the words? I’m honestly more dissapointed than sad. I thought higher of her, and even though her scripted cute personality started to annoy me in the last couple of episodes, I really do belive she is talented enough to have won that lsfyl if she would have prepared properly. What a shame.

A few head canons of domestic bliss amongst the TFK~

Charlotte and Cordelia-
Slow dancing in the kitchen to a sappy old record Charlotte likes. It’s been an especially long day for her, and she looks tired, yet is smiling as she looks at Cordelia, who is still wearing one oven mitt from the meal she just put in their George Foreman. They keep going off time because they keep tripping over their over affectionate cats, Garfield and Marvin II.

Marvin and Whizzer-
Marvin’s relaxed, sitting on the couch sideways reading, neck craned at an awkward angle and glasses heavy on his face, tired from long and tedious work hours. The book’s an action novel, a little bit of thriller, mystery, and schmaltz thrown between covers. It’s kind of shitty, but he puts up with it. His back is against the armrest and his legs are crossed lazily, next to where Whizzer lay, head on Marvin’s chest and hand in Marvin’s hair. Their dog is asleep at the foot of the couch.

Trina and Mendel-
Trina’s laying back in a chair, one eye closed and breathing deeply as her last layer of polish on her nails dries. Mendel is in an armchair next to hers, snoring in a well-deserves nap. Trina’s open eye is looking at Mendel, and she can’t help but smirk and hope he’s sill in that position when she comes back with a camera.

Jason reads late into the night and into the morning, laying under his bedsheets with a flashlight and squinting at the pages of whatever sci-fi novel he picked up at the library. Occasionally it’s a thriller, but it’s usually one of the Star Trek companion books, or even a comic or two. He uses a ruler to prop up the sheets and if he’s lucky, can nick one of Marvin’s book lights.