#OHmy GOD bby that’s so sad #This scene breaks my heaRt 

#You can see how excited she is Coz it’s her birthday and suddenly her DAD is there #And she can’t believe it coz they never got to celebrate her birthday together (Maybe when she was Melody the problematic pal but it wan’t like that at all wan’t what she always wanted) #And suddenly the day of her birthday she is returning to her prision cell and her dad shows up And maybe she haven’t seen him in a long long while and she missed him, wondered how he is. #And it’s like it’s the best gift EVER, maybe more than the ice skating trip with the Doctor and for a moment She’s Just So happy RORY is there

#But then he mentions Demon’s RuN & asks her for Her HELP coz “they’ve got Amy and OUR BABY and it gets ho her that this is it. It’s the day everything will be taken from them. The life they could have had if not for the silence 

#And She Remembers theirs relationship is not like thaat and that he’ll never get to see er till she finds him in his past and who knows maybe SHE’ll never see ‘im at all after demon’s run, or maybe yes coz SPoileRs 

#And it hurts, it hurts so much to have to say NO when he asks for help, coz it’s her dad asking to save their family but she can’t She can’t coz almost everything in her life is a freakin’ fixed point #and she can’t change what it is and it hurts to say NO But she says NO, she gathers the courage to say NO and her father just looks at her like…

Aaaaaaaaaaand… I’m crying T_T

Ok let’s talk about Georgia “George” Martin, Hot Suburban No Nonsense Team Mom/Falconer Team Backbone/Lady Who Kicks Your Ass At Beer Pong Because “Come Ooooon Georgie You Never Celebrate With Us” Then Forces You To Go On A 4:30 AM Run With Her As Punishment For Overindulgence

Like for one the lady is HILARIOUS (want to run into him and pretend it was an accident?) and she is also HILARIOUSLY ON TO JACK RE: BITTLE because they were talking about him BEFORE then Jack probably continued talking about him AFTER and she’s just, internally, “ooh boy, this boys got it bad” but she’s chill about it, she doesn’t press. Also I think she really LIKES Jack as a person, not just as another addition to her team, so when she defends him to the press when people are like “lol you’re really gonna take HIM” she’s not only defending the honor of her team but HIS HONOR!!! SHE THINKS HES A GREAT KID!!!!

Also she’s a lesbian!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And when Jack moves to providence she takes him out to dinner with her gf as a celebratory Welcome!!!!! dinner and she’s like “hey why didn’t you bring bittle?” And Jack, not thinking, is just like, “oh he’s got practice and then a test in the morning I didn’t wa– wait– wha– why – why would I bring bittle….what are you talking about haha why would I bring my old teammate you’re FUNNY george ha. Ha ha ha”

And George is just like 👀😏

Dear Taylor,

One of my best friends, Bar, celebrates her 17th birthday on December 5th. Unlike me, she never got to see you with her own eyes, Just in pictures or videos, and you don’t know she exists. In the last two months all my dreams came true, and she was always happy for me and I’m not sure I could do that if it was the other way around. I know her for 10 years now but I started talking to her 3 years ago because of you. she is the first swiftie I met because there are not a lot of us in Israel.
For her birthday, I want to give her the best present I can, which is that you will know she exists. Know her name.
It is her dream and now my dream too, for you to know her name and maybe even wish her happy birthday. It will mean the world for both me and her and I can’t even imagine her response. It’s just one tap, liking this post, and it will make me and her the two happiest girls in the world. She will never forget this day and I know NO ONE who deserves it more than her.

Love you more than ever,

James laughed loudly at his mates, as well as the other inductees, whoops and hollers when they were officially made members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Finally, he thought, grinning widely. It was finally happening, and they were free to celebrate tonight since their work did not start until around noon the next day. 

Pushing through the throng of people who were celebrating, he got to the back of the room. “Evans,” he greeted, tapping her shoulder. “I wasn’t sure if you’d be here or not.” James was teasing, of course. Lily had always made herself clear on her stance on the war; she wanted to fight with the rest of them. Lily was not one to be counted out of the fight, especially since she was a bloody great fighter. 

Once upon a time, James thought they might end up together. It was a silly thought, and it was one that he would never act on. He loved her, yes, but in a much simpler way. She was like a sister to him, sort of anyway. 

"how do you bathe?"

One of my players decided to swap characters. in Celebration of that character, the Paladin got drunk with the dwarven fighter and before the night was out, the NPC gold dragonborn sorceress came back inside cursing about water. she tread water through their new keep as she wanted to dry off. she was a fire sorceress after all. Our dragonborn monk followed her, cleaning up and yelling after her about the mess she made. He promptly found out she was in no mood.
fast forward to the next day, food’s been made and the sorceress enters the dining hall. There the paladin wakes up, hungover.
Paladin: “So…. i have a question..”
Me (as sorceress): “yes”
Paladin: “If you don’t like water…. how do you bathe”
Me: “well you see….”
Cue in dragonborn monk who has just entered the hall, hearing the conversation.
Monk: “we’re not like cats, we don’t lick ourselves”
Paladin: -only hearing the lick yourself part- “You lick yourself?!”

The paladin promptly got scolded by their sorceress NPC as she left the room in disgust. I need to get this out of my chest.

April 2014, during a radio interview in NYC with “The Breakfast club” Rita talks about going on vacations alone with Calvin because they would have one of the busiest summers ever. And as a matter of fact, during that entire summer they never were in the same city and it wasn’t even cos they were trying to avoid one another. Rita was touring all over Asia and Australia and then Europe while Calvin was mostly in Vegas-UK-Ibiza. But that trip never happened. I suppose it was meant to be during the first week of June, where Rita went to Mexico to celebrate one of her best pal’s bday . Their break up was announced when she was there. And once she got back from that trip, she was travelling all around. So I also think it was one of the reasons they broke up. ANYWAY..

What I want to say is that, this year Calvin is going to have a busy year as well. He’s going to release a few songs, 4 most probably. I also read somewhere he might be working on a new album, I don’t know for sure but all I know is that, he’ll be busy. And the past weeks he’s been super busy, spending most of his days and nights in the studio, I suppose most of the job is already done. So now he wants to spend some time with his beautiful girlfriend. He wants to dedicate a few days to her, making up for the past weeks. 

What I can’t stop thinking about is how much of a great boyfriend he is. How seriously he takes his RS and how much he works to make them work. He finds time and doesn’t care how miles he has to fly to reassure and be there for the one he truly loves. Haters can say whatever, but Calvin has a big and beautiful heart. I’m so happy Calvin and Taylor are able to spend a few days on their own, away from the drama and the mess and the hate and the paparazzi. I’m happy they’re on vacations for a few days, living their love the fullest. I’m also happy that my dweeb, who went from a girl who chose her best friend’s bday party over their trip to a girl who drops everything and goes away with you, found someone who puts him first too. This is making me so emo.Taylor puts the same amount of effort and that’s all I ever wanted for him.

The Three Times We Kissed

1) We celebrated my birthday with a bottle of vodka. She kissed me in front of all her friends because she said she wanted to be my first. Intimacy had never seemed exciting before February 28th.

2) She got so drunk at that house party that when my friend suggested that we kiss, she went for it, even though she told me it was a one time thing. I hoped that maybe the first time wasn’t a fluke, and perhaps she felt what was between us, too.

3) She pulled me in and we kissed on the dance floor at prom, even though there were other people around. That night made me feel alive, convincing me I could go anywhere with anyone. She made me feel that way.

Even though every kiss finished with a “this doesn’t mean anything, okay?”, I can’t help but wonder; why did she always kiss me first?

—  Inspired by porn4smartgirls
new neighbors au: get spoopy (pt. 1)

{start from the beginning]

  • first off root and harold are /trash/ for halloween
  • like fucking October 1st is Halloween 1st in their book
  • they deck out the house on Halloween 1st
  • inside and out
  • their house is the spoopiest on the block
  • they just love playing around with lights and trying out amateur holograms
  • their house is the house that little kids dare their friends to go ring on the door bell
  • mr and mrs finch also stock up on hella candy
  • like they hand out oversized candy bars
  • and giant suckers and jawbreakers and caramel apples
  • all the kids both fear and love their house
  • root never really got to celebrate Halloween when she was younger
  • even after the finch’s adopted her she still didn’t want to participate in it
  • she was terrified Brandon or her mom was hiding behind a mask
  • she didn’t want them to steal her away
  • it wasn’t until she was like 11 did she finally go trick-or-treating with harold, bear, john and carter
  • it changed her whole outlook
  • Halloween is the shit
  • root and harold are such great students that their parents let them stay home for Halloween every year
  • it’s not like one day is going to kill them
  • even harold doesn’t mind missing
  • they spend their whole day in their huge basement watching a shit ton of halloween faves
  • they literally start this shit at midnight
  • the official start to Halloween
  • they have an endless amount of snacks and drinks with them
  • also a mound of candy
  • bear is curled up next to them every year
  • they start off with all six Saw movies
  • they can recite that shit by heart
  • it’s like 8am when the door bell rings
  • the two finch kids don’t care
  • they popping in an all time fave
  • Scream
  • root is trash for all 4 movies
  • she ain’t moving
  • nothing can distract her from this movie
  • “are you fucking kidding me”
  • except sameen shaw
  • root ends up flinging her bowl of popcorn and spilling harold’s pop
  • shaw is standing at the top of the stairs
  • arms crossed
  • but still smirking
  • root will always be amusing to her
  • “I wait for you outside for fucking ever, just to find you hoard up in here like a hermit”
  • “it’s HALLOWEEN shaw”
  • “…and the sky is blue neighbor”
  • “no-no you don’t /understand/”
  • shaw doesn’t care for Halloween
  • she sees it as idiots dressing up and attending wild high school parties
  • although shaw does love seeing the little kids dressed up
  • shaw usually stays home and passes out candy with Sugar
  • Halloween is always a crazy night for shaw’s parents anyway
  • she hasn’t been trick-or-treating since she was like 8
  • her mom was just so busy and shaw didn’t see a point in getting candy when they had some at the house
  • so she really can’t understand root at this moment
  • “get your noodle ass up. we got school”
  • shaw is just so commanding and root is so weak
  • but it’s Halloween
  • “…no”
  • everyone’s eyebrows raise in shock
  • even bear looks surprised
  • root never says no to shaw
  • “neighbor, school is important. Halloween is not”
  • “it’s important to /me/ sameen”
  • it takes everything in root to return her attention to the tv
  • harold is shook
  • shaw is impressed
  • it’s about damn time root grows a pair
  • shaw leaves without a word
  • root bust out in gay tears
  • harold has never rolled his eyes so hard
  • “it’s not the end of the world-”
  • “she lef-left haRRY”
  • root is just a little baby gay in love
  • it hurt seeing shaw leave with that look of disappointment
  • let her cry
  • “Hallo-Halloween is canCELLED HARRY”
  • harold can’t with root’s gay dramatic bullshit
  • he rushes upstairs and calls shaw
  • she doesn’t answer
  • the only logical thing to do is to call her another…9 times
  • he’s about to call a 10th time when the front door bursts open
  • harold has never screamed so loud
  • it definitely doesn’t help that he’s been watching nothing but horror movies
  • “jesus harold I know I’m intimidating but that was excessive”
  • “well pardon me but sensible people just don’t go opening someone’s front door like that /sameen/”
  • shaw is decked out in her skeleton sweats and Buffy t-shirt with bags of snacks and candy
  • she’s even replaced her piercings with her glow-in-the-dark ones
  • sugar walks in with a ghost themed collar
  • they both look very spooky to harold
  • root dies a little seeing shaw and sugar walking down the stairs
  • “sameen-”
  • “figured you get to miss a day, it only seems fair I get to too”
  • root sees through shaw
  • root is thankful for sameen shaw
  • she kisses her cheek
  • harold can’t tell who turns more red
  • or who makes the biggest mess out of the chips
  • shaw’s brain went blank from root’s kiss
  • she accidentally threw her bag of chips
  • and in turn, root was spooked by shaw
  •  root knocked over the 3 bowls of chips on the table
  • bear and sugar aren’t complaining
  • harold can’t with their gay asses
  • they watch every classic horror movie and Halloween movie
  • from Psycho to fucking Halloween Town
  • root and harold love every minute of it
  • shaw low key enjoys root mouthing every line to Halloween Town
  • they finally finish at like 5
  • that’s when the real fun starts 
Christmas Birthday

Noelle had never gotten a Christmas present in her life or had a traditional Christmas meal. At the same time, her birthday or the day she was left on the steps of the orphanage was on Christmas. She had never celebrated her birthday before and she didn’t know what to expect. She knew you got cake and got sung to and got presents but that was about it. She didn’t want Jake to spoil her that much, she just wanted a normal traditional birthday and christmas. 

Noelle was cuddled into Jake’s chest, dressed in one of Jake’s sweatshirts and some pyjama pants since the cold weather outside making her slender body shiver. She was having the nicest dream about being on a tropical island with Jake. She 

Ezria & Eloping

I’m not really an Ezria shipper. I don’t really care. I’m simply an Aria stan who wants her to be her happiest.

Which is why I have a problem with them eloping.

When they’re relationship started out, it wasn’t normal. It didn’t get the normal treatment because it had to be hidden. They couldn’t tell people or post pictures or go out in public really. With that being said, don’t they deserve something normal and open for once? Don’t they deserve the chance to be able to celebrate with everybody they love instead of it being yet another secretive thing? 

The way I look at it, I feel like it’s the same as in Friends when Phoebe married Mike. She wanted a normal wedding because she never not normalcy in her life. She didn’t have a normal upbringing with a normal family. So that was one thing that she got to have. And, to me at least, Ezria getting married is kind of the same thing. Let them have some normalcy for once. 

Or, if anything, let the fans have that normalcy.

Christmas Eve Celebrations
  • Lea:
  • Lola was only two days old when both her and Lea were being released from the hospital. It had been a long two days for them both with constantly being poked and prodded and annoyed by strangers, she wanted nothing more than to go home and enjoy some time alone as a family. With the knowledge of Mark coming to get them both she got Lola dressed in one of the little preemie Disney outfit. Since she was early she was tiny and Lea knew they'd need to get her some outfits that fit her properly but once she was dressed she laid her in the crib and got ready to leave.
  • Within half an hour Lea was ready to go home and was sitting on the edge of the bed watching Lola kicking her little feet around. "Your daddy is the best daddy in the world my darling angel." She said only to hear the door opening.
At work sipping tea...

My boss is a celebrity makeup artist and so she has very high profile clients. She’s talking to some older women about how she has a client that was dating a real estate agent. And she said she wouldn’t marry him until his net income was more than $1 million. Well eventually it happened and they got married.
The women my boss is talking to start laughing. And my boss goes “and she told me later that the only reason she married him was because she didn’t want to pay her rent anymore”.
One of the women look at me and go “what ever happened to ‘in sickness and in health’”
I casually sip my tea…🐸☕️


“That means so much…to have the support of my fans. I mean, I wouldn’t be here right now if it were not for them. They’ve had my back & they’ve looked out for me…” - Aaliyah

In celebration of Aaliyah’s life & legacy on her birthday, I wanted to do a little something different. So I put together a collage for US, the fans because I know that Aaliyah loved us dearly & always thanked us every single chance she could. The ‘Love You, LiLi’ is actually Aaliyah’s handwriting that I got off one of the cards that was posted on I wanted to incorporate it into this tribute, almost as if she was sending us this message herself. I know that she would if she could. 

Happy Birthday LiLi!

We love you.

browncoatsteve  asked:

Welcome back, lovely! Prompt: Rose wants to celebrate the Doctor's birthday. She's not especially concerned with how old he is; she just wants to celebrate him existing. (Preferably early days, original recipe or Tentoo).

“So how’s it work with birthdays, then?”

“Hm?” The Doctor is only half-listening. He’s far more invested in digging through the sack of groceries on the kitchen counter – the one her mum’s just brought back from the shop and very emphatically instructed him to not rifle through.

Unfortunately for her mum, this new him’s got a thing for nibbles.

“How’s what work with birthdays?” The Doctor responds to her rather absent-mindedly, more absorbed in the tasking of picking through assorted fruit and veg to see if there’s any biscuits in the bag.

Rose waves a hand in his general direction. “The you thing. Is it a new birthday every time? D’you have to celebrate on a new day, now?”

She’s only half-serious. It’s a light-hearted question, the kind she’s been tossing at him all week while they settle into this new groove. What d’you think about apples now, Doctor? Bananas? Coronation Street or EastEnders?

There are other questions she wants to ask, ones that aren’t as quite as light. But for all that he’s changed, he’s still the Doctor, and she’s still fairly certain that she won’t get any answers.

Her tongue’s between her teeth and she quirks her lips up at the edges, making it clear that the question’s half a joke. But instead of grinning and quipping back, the Doctor looks up from the groceries and says, rather more firmly than she’s gotten used to, “It doesn’t work like that.”

Rose starts, a little, at the tone in his voice – more don’t challenge me, Harriet Jones than trouble’s just the bits in between. “Come on,” she says, lightly as she can manage while her tongue trips over the words. “You can’t tell me you don’t have a birthday.”

The Doctor turns back to the bag of groceries, resolutely focused on the brown paper sack, as though it might hold the key to all the universe’s questions. “I don’t have a birthday.”

Rose makes a disbelieving tsking noise. “Rubbish. ‘Course you do. And we ought to celebrate.”

“I’m not human, Rose.”

There’s something a little…sad about the way he says it, something Rose isn’t sure she’s heard before. Not in this voice, anyways.

“I did know that,” she says slowly, emphasizing the sarcasm in every word. “I bet you’ve got one. You just don’t want to tell me how old you’re gonna be.”

The Doctor splutters, for a minute, before he manages to bluster out, “Nine hundred and ten. I’ll be nine hundred and ten. On the birthday that I don’t celebrate. The one I don’t have, I mean.”

Rose grins. “You filthy liar,” she teases, poking him in the chest. “A year ago, you told me you were nine hundred.”

In New New York, after the hospital, and the cats, and the other thing – the kiss, which they are apparently not going to mention ever, ever again – she slips away from the Doctor for a few minutes, just long enough to duck into a shop and buy something with her unlimited credit stick.

It’s more a hologram than a card, a little projector that supposedly flashes the phrase Happy Birthday in fifty-seven different colors (some of which don’t appear to be visible to the human eye) and eighty-nine different languages (which she can’t confirm, because the TARDIS translates them all into English for her). But she surreptitiously leaves it on the console that night, on her way out of the control room, and hopes it doesn’t get lost in the scattered debris that follows the Doctor wherever he goes.

When she comes out the next morning, it’s top of the console, fixed there with a bit of tape and flashing HAPPY BIRTHDAY in bright neon pink.


I did not make this

The Bae’s birthday was somewhat recent, and I kind of last minute asked some local friends to hang out on Saturday to celebrate. With two days until that Saturday, one of my friends thought hanging would be great and said she wanted to get him a cake. Her wife likes to make food for people, so she asked her if she wanted to make a cake. 


We got there, and they told the Bae there was cake, and I hadn’t told him, so he was like, ‘Wow, cool.’ BUT THEN THEY PULLED OUT A CHEESEBURGER BACKPACK CAKE! Omg. 

We’ve been exposing them to Steven Universe periodically, which is how they knew we’d love it and it’s just perfect. 

On top of the Cheesburger Backpack Birthday Cake, they made COOKIE CAT CUPCAKES! Holy moly. 

This whole thing was delicious and HUGE and awesome!!!

My friends are cooler than yours. =P 


Posted with permission 

It’s never too late for true love | Joe Sugg Imagine [featuring Caspar Lee]

“I do.” He said and smiled at her. 
“I do.” She said and then they kissed. 

It was really beautiful day. I just witnessed the weeding of my best friend. I watched Joe and Caspar hug as they celebrated Joe’s marriage. He looked happy. Jane was beautiful. She was famous designer. She was kind and generous and everyone loved her. Joe really picked a good one. 
He looked handsome in his tuxedo. When they danced their first dance he really tried hard no to mess it up. He told me that he took extra lessons because she wanted it to look perfect. He really cared about her. 
Night went fast. We ate and danced and talked. Yet somehow I never talked to Joe. Somehow I never got the chance to congratulation him. 
“I always thought that it would be you.” Whispered Caspar in my ear as he sat down. 
“I always wanted you two to end up together. But best man can only dream, right?” He kissed my cheek and left my side. 

So it was time for the toast. Caspar gave cute yet unique speech about Joe and him. How they shared everything and how no matter who they married that they have to end up being neighbors so they could make a secret tunnel that’s connected to their houses so they could sneak in the middle of night to play video games.  I laughed with everyone and yelled ‘Jaspar forever’ at the end of the toast. Everyone joined me. 
“Y/N it’s your turn” Said Caspar and I got up from my seat. 
“I have known Joe for years. I can’t express how many times he has annoyed me or pranked me, yet I can’t imagine my life without him.” At the back of my eye I could see Caspar and Josh nodding.
“Choosing the person you want to share your life with is one of the most important decisions any of us make, ever.” I said and looked across the room but my eyes connected with Joe’s at the end. ”Sometimes you don’t see that the best thing that’s ever happened to you is sitting there, right under your nose. “ I said without breaking eye contact with him. “ But remember. No matter where you end up or who you end up with, remember that I will always love you. “ I said and took a deep breath. “ Your friendship has brought so much joy to my life and it has been there in the darkest of times. And I’m the luckiest person alive for that gift. Thank you for that. So Jane please keep him safe and happy. He really deserves it. To Joe and Jane.” And with that I heard everyone clapping and chairing. Joe’s eyes never left mine. He just stood there looking at me until Jane kissed him and took him to the dance floor. 

“So you finally said it.” Said Caspar when he hugged me. 
“Said what?” I said and he gave me a look. 
“It’s too late for that. He’s happy.” I said as I watched him and his wife dancing in the crowd. Now he was really gone and there’s nothing I could do to change that. 
“Hun it’s never too late for true love.”

“Launch Party”


Tonight was the night Y/F/N had been talking about for the last two years, because all that time ago she had started the rough sketches of designs for her very own clothing line which was released today. In celebration, she had also planned out a launch party. She had invited models to walk around the venue in her designs in hopes that the attendees would purchase them. Myself, being one of her closest friends, not only got free clothes, but she also wanted me to model this evening. Therefore, I was currently decked out in my favorite articles from her first collection.

In this small venue; the music was blaring and everyone seemed having a good time. I was currently looking for someone I knew, which was difficult with the amount of guests here. I had no idea who the invitation list consisted of, so I wasn’t too sure I would actually see any familiar faces. Though I did know that 5 Seconds of Summer, otherwise known as four of my good friends, were in fact coming. With that in mind, I started walking around the venue in hopes of finding one of them.

I was lucky enough to recognize a boy with a tall stature hunched over the buffet table.

“Luke!” I yelled over the volume of the music

Noticing me as I walked over, he turned and waved.

“What do you think of the party?” I asked after we greeted each other with a hug.

“It’s good! Y/F/N went all out didn’t she?”

“Yeah,” I agreed, “There’s even professional models here.. It’s crazy!”

He nodded in agreement.

Luke and I talked for a couple minutes longer until the rest of his band found us, then it was the five of us. We had found a table to hang out at in a corner of the venue. I don’t think that the five of us had been sitting there for much more than fifteen minutes before some of the other models that Y/F/N hired came over to the table to make their existence known to the band. Having them for friends was both a blessing and a curse, they were incredibly good looking - which is the reason these models made their way over, and they were also really nice. Which in this case was awful since Ashton invited them to sit down with us.

I didn’t have a problem with these girls just sitting here and joining the discussion but when they asked the four of them to dance, that bothered me.

Instead of causing any kind of drama, I just went along with the group down to the dance floor.

Then if things couldn’t get any more ironic, the first chords of She Looks So Perfect had started blaring throughout the venue. Noticing that each of the models took up all four of the boys to dance with, I redundantly looked for my own dance partner.

I ended up dancing with a really cool guy by the name of Mark, I didn’t stand a chance with him though seeing as how he was gay. After the song came to an end, all of us had met back up at the table we previously sat at, lucky for us, no one had taken it while we were gone.

Though there was evident tension among our table emitting from Luke. Everyone else seemed fine accept for him and I couldn’t quite figure out why. He was typically good at disguising his anger but not today, I was surprised he didn’t snap at the red-head model that tried to get him to join their conversation. She was not the only one trying though, I had, multiple times, to engage Luke in the discussion the others were having or at least for the two of us to talk, but he wasn’t having any of it.

Finally, about after a half hour, I got sick of Luke’s crappy attitude and nudged his leg from under the table to gravitate his attention away from listening to the other conversation.

“Can we go talk?”

He rolled his eyes at me and shrugged.

I then got up and grabbed his hand and drug him along behind me towards the back of the venue.

Taking him into one of the smaller rooms in the building, I was on a mission to figure out what his problem was. Once we got there, I dropped his hand and whirled around to view him.

“What’s wrong? You’ve been upset all night.”

He scoffed and crossed his arms, “Why are you being over dramatic, nothing is wrong.”

“Okay.. You’re saying one thing and your body language is saying another.”

Sighing and rolling his eyes, Luke dropped his arms to his side.

“I’m just saying,” I now crossed my own arms, “You should be happy.”

“What makes you think that.”

“Because you have your song known enough that the DJ played it at this party and you have gorgeous models hanging all over you back at the table. ”

“And that means I’m just supposed to be happy?”

“I don’t know,” I growled, “You’ve just had this crappy attitude ever since we all finished dancing. I’d like to know why.”

He didn’t even reply, he just came towards me,

“What’re doin-”

Pressing his lips against mine, I was caught off guard but I wasn’t about to shove him off of me.

When he finally pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, “I might have had a bad attitude this evening because I was anticipating what your reaction to that would have been.”

It’s still so hard to wrap my head around. It doesn’t feel real. Christina Grimmie was the last person I expected to be gunned down after a show.

There are celebrities that I would consider high-risk targets. Ones that voice controversial opinions and get followers riled up and angry over trivial things. I did not consider Christina to be high-risk. She might have been somewhere in the middle (Being a competitor on the Voice, befriending media targets like Selena Gomez), but not anywhere near the category of high.

She didn’t seem like the type of celebrity that got much hate, or made her fans angry. She was a sweet, peaceful, young lady with a strong heart and an unmatched passion. I cant possibly fathom anyone wanting to hurt her, let alone murder this poor girl. It must have been one truly, sick-minded individual that took her kind words and twisted them into unfathomable rage, believing the only opportunity for release was a bullet out of a barrel.

I wish all the best to the Grimmie family during this time. Especially her brother, Mark, who tackled the man who shot Christina. I can understand how difficult that must have been, later to learn that he got an easy out after ripping your sister from this world. It’s not fair, and there’s nothing that could have been done once this poor excuse for a man stepped in front of your sister. There is no one in this world who is fast enough to stop a bullet, but you did the next best thing. You took her attacker to the pavement. 

In these types of moments, it’s fight or flight. And while most people fly away in fear of their own safety, you stayed and you fought. You saw the threat and you took care of it without hesitation. That is the definition of a true hero. Christina would be so proud of you. It’s the definition of true love for your sister. Even if that man had no intention of taking anyone else down with him, you still feared for the worse and threw yourself in the way to protect the innocent. Team Grimmie is looking to you now, and we are so proud. Thank you, Mark Grimmie. Thank you for risking your life to protect all the others that were there last night.

Rest in sweet, melodic peace, Christina Grimmie.

This beautiful babe is one of my best girls in the world, one of my Angels. I’ve got sad face in this pic because we were comparing bosoms. Her llama guardian of the bust is named Kuzco, ‘cause when the sun hits those hills just right, they sing… ;)

She’s not on tumblr, but she got some great news today so I wanted to share a photo of her to celebrate her and her gorgeous everything.