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dissident-vedder · 4 years ago

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you are a famous child actor that eddie has had a crush on ever since he could remember. now that you are a young woman in your twenties filming for the movie 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑠, maybe it was fate that brought you two together.

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acting had been your passion. ever since you were five years old, you graced the screens of many tvs and movie theaters, going from playing an artist’s daughter on sesame street in 1973 to one of the older orphaned teenagers on the musical annie to a lifeguard on baywatch. your character on the show was taken off due to filming conflicts; they had written her so she got an opportunity to go to college with a full-ride scholarship. all throughout your nineteen-year acting career, young eddie had watched every movie and show you were in, his crush on the [y/r] woman that glorified every monitor you were on.

when he was nine years old, he began rewatching sesame street just because you were on it. his friends at school made fun of him, but they just didn’t understand. they didn’t understand his need to see you on his tv screen, to hear you speak. he began watching baywatch when it came out in 1989 just because he heard you were on it. and he was mesmerized by the way your body fit into that swimsuit, the way you looked so perfect when you ran despite them always putting it in slow motion, the way your hair bounced everytime your foot made contact with the sand. he was in love with every inch of you.

in 1991, when he heard that you were no longer going to be on baywatch, he was disheartened. his favorite actress saving people after they did something he loved to do was addicting to him. he longed to be in their spot. but then he heard that it was due to filming conflicts, and knew immediately that it was because you had other things coming out. when he and his band released their debut album, ten, he hoped it got big enough for them have their names be heard around the world. he hoped you listened to their music, hoped that you loved his voice and the lyrics he wrote, loved the music videos.

close to his birthday in 1991, he heard that you had an interview with david letterman, and he was going to watch it. he had to. he flipped to the channel it was on and waited for you to come onstage. when you were introduced by letterman, the audience cheered as you walked out onstage in a black loose minidress with spaghetti straps, your hair done in the latest style as you waved to the camera, smiling widely as you got nearer to letterman and gave him a hug. it was short, quick, and you say down immediately once the two of you pulled away. the interview went on as usual, david asking you if you had any upcoming projects, you answering them vaguely, and you recounting stories from the photos he showed, laughing at the funny bits, blushing when you got to an embarrassing detail that involved you, and nodding to show you understood the question you were being asked. “have you been eyeing anybody as of now?” letterman asked. “you’ve been single since you debuted in acting back in 1973, and now you are a twenty-three year old woman, and no sign of a lover!” the audience chuckles at him.

“um. . .” you laugh a little. “i haven’t been seeing anybody, i’m a busy person, so i don’t have much time even for myself, let alone somebody else. but god. . .” you rubbed your elbow, a telltale sign you were a bit nervous. “eddie vedder from the band pearl jam is really cute. i wouldn’t mind meeting him.”

“that’s who your eyeing?” letterman asks. you nod, and eddie feels his heart swell in his chest. you knew who he was. you knew his band, you listened to him, watched his interviews. “yeah,” you defend, “i like energetic guys with blue eyes and long brown hair. he’s cute.” someone in the audience whistles and cheers, causing you to laugh. “he is! i’d love to meet him someday.” eddie’s palms begin to sweat, his eyes widen and he begins breathing heavily. he was your type. you liked him.

“have you listened to their album?”

“i’m sorry?” You turn your attention back to letterman.

“have you listened to pearl jam’s album?”

“yes, i have!” you nod. “it’s amazing!”

“what’s your favorite song?” letterman organizes the pile of notes in his hand, the rhythmic sound of the pat, pat, pat sounding loudly through eddie’s tv speaker. you click your tongue, leaning back in your chair, hands holding on to the armrests.

“oh, god, that’s hard,” you thought for a moment. “it’s a tie between oceans, garden, and black.” your hands tap against the rests three times — left, right, left. “it’s hard to choose, he’s got such a dreamy voice!” you chuckle, trying to calm yourself down as the small weepings of your crush begin to come out of you. they’ve done some interviews for their album and a few live shows, which you’ve watched as much as you could in order to see the frontman, loving the way he was so energetic and full of happiness.

the rest of the interview went by in a blur for you and eddie, and he went to bed, your face imprinted on the backs of his eyelids as he fell asleep.

a few short months had passed before eddie and the rest of the band were asked to come on-set to act out their very few scenes, not knowing who else, other than matt dillon and chris cornell, were going to be there. you were off-camera, readjusting your jean jacket sleeves as matt and the others were getting ready for the restaurant scene. eddie was sitting across from matt, on the edge of the seat, sharpie in hand as he listened to what jeff was reading about the fictional band, citizen dick. you noticed him, hair tucked behind his right ear as he said one of his only lines, “a compliment for us, is a compliment for you.”

cliff, matt’s character, begins to object, when you were given the clue to get on-set and sit next to matt, as you were playing his childhood friend, ruby. eddie’s face showed momentary shock as you sat on matt’s left thigh — as was scripted — and took a sip of the coffee from his cup. “i’m guessing you all read the news article about you, huh?” you restated the line you read over and over in your home and in the dressing room, your arms crossing in front of you and you begin leaning on them, forearms pressed against the wood.

“yeah,” matt placed his hand on your hip, sensing that you had gotten a little wobbly and was making sure you didn’t fall. “this negative energy just makes me stronger.” you chortle into the cup, “sure.” the watch your character wore began beeping, alerting you to act as if you were rushing. “i have to go, see you all later!” a chorus of deep, male, “bye!” follows you as you walked over to the diner’s door and walk out. the director yelled out, “cut!” and all of you knocked out of character.

standing in line to grab a quick lunch, you eyed the crowd, in search of the frontman of the grunge band, quickly recognizing him by his bandmates, his blue eyes frantically looking around. once he spotted you looking at him, his cheeks flare up, heat rushing into them as he looked back to his friends. he wanted to come up to you and talk, but he was just too shy, too flustered to make any real conversation, let alone any small talk. if only he had the confidence one of his former classmates had, then he would make conversation, ask you out on a date and just overall be with you. noticing his hesitation, you planned to talk to him later when he was away from his bandmates just so he was at ease in some form and they weren’t around to make fun of him; you could at least do that much for him.

“eddie!” you called out as he walked away from your direction, not noticing you sitting on one of the couches in the lounge area, standing up from the comfortable cushion to make your way over to him. he paused midstep, recognizing your voice instantly, heartrate picking up at the thought of you talking to him, hearing your footsteps coming closer to him. clenching his hands in his jacket pockets, he takes a deep breath before facing you, blue eyes wide as he eyes your figure coming closer to him, a reassuring smile sketched on your lips. “are you alright? you look a little nervous,” you stated, eyebrows furrowing as you noticed the somewhat deep breaths the frontman took.

“yeah,” he blushes deeper. “y-yeah, i’m fine.” he clears his throat. “what are you doing here?”

“i work here,” you chuckle lowly, crossing your arms across your chest. “but are you okay, really? remember, i’m an actress. i can tell when someone is acting or not.”

so you saw through his lie, he noted. “um. . . i’m just nervous to be around you, that’s all.”

“why?”

“’cause he has a crush on you, that’s why!” mike’s voice calls out through the studio, causing eddie’s blush to become deeper and to spread across his ears, his head bowing to hide his face.

“really?”

a nod. you took a step forward, reaching forward to take the cook county native’s face in your hands, moving it so it faced you, a small smile on your lips, reassuring and warm. “you want to take this somewhere your bandmates wouldn’t interfere?”

another nod.

“okay, come on,” you took his hand in yours, leading him through the many corridors and crew members to what was your dressing room, a private place that was rare nowadays. “sit anywhere you’d like.” there was the makeup chairs you sat in every single day, multiple times a day, a sofa in the corner of the room, and a director’s chair with your last name stamped onto the back. he took the sofa, hearing you lock the door behind you, giving you and him more privacy. “i’m sorry your friend did that,” you said as you made your way to the makeup chair, one foot still on the floor while the other was resting on the crosshatched wood pieces between the legs of the chair. you did it to give him the space he possibly needed, but to eddie, it seemed like you were avoiding him. his heart broke even more.

“i should’ve expected that, if i’m being honest,” he chuckled, trying to get rid of the embarassment that settled deep in his bones, but you still saw the blush that was slowly creeping away.

“they still had no right to do that,” with this, you stand up, make your way across the room, and sit down next to him, taking his hand in yours. they were warm; rough at the fingertips at the many years of playing guitar. you could feel the small calluses that were healing, the small imprints of the guitar strings, telling you that he had been playing recently, locked away in some small room. you sighed, “today is your last day here on set. i didn’t get to spend enough time to know you, but i got to talk to your bandmates.”

he nods, “yeah, i guess time works in mysterious ways.”

“but it doesn’t have to. how about i take you out to dinner?”

shocked, his head snaps up, peering into your [y/e/c] eyes, round and hopeful. “really?” you nod, laughing when you see his smile widen. “yes, really.”

“i’d love to!”

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richmegavideo · 6 years ago

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Nicki Minaj – Wobble Up (Verse Video) Ft. Chris Brown & G-Eazy

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huahsu · 4 years ago

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A RAT YEAR

previous years: THE MOON REPRESENTS MY HEART :: 2019 A SONG THAT DEGRADES EACH TIME YOU PLAY IT :: 2018 A CHURCH AND JOHN LENNON’S “IMAGINE” :: 2017 SIKH DEVOTIONAL MUSIC :: 2016 SPOOKY BLACK :: 2015

Not just other people, the sight of other people on the subway or bus, walking carefree down the street, lost in their music, emitting auras, and I’m wondering what that music is. Not just music, I miss the stories, the way we gather around a sound as though it’s a flame, the way other sounds, triggering other other sounds, can shatter and send us. Not a sound, but a volume I miss is when you’re at a club or a show, and you’re trying to tell someone something, and you’re conscious of not wanting to shout directly in their ear, since you know a polite whisper will get drowned out by the music, and so you (or, in this case, I) resort to a loud mutter, or you emphasize the most important words and hope they can fill in the rest, or you tiptoe your sentence through the noise, guiding whatever you’re saying in between the quiet spaces of the music. Not music, but a sound I thought about a lot this year was a young Black man killed by the cops, his name was Elijah McClain, and he used to play the violin to comfort stray cats. Not playing the violin, rather sawing open this world to reveal one somewhere else that I’d like to believe exists. IF ONLY THIS HAD EXISTED WHEN I WAS LEARNING CELLO AS A TEENAGER Clarice Jensen, The experience of repetition as death PER USUAL: MY FAVORITE HARP RECORDINGS OF 2020 (HORSEHAIR CATEGORY) Rhodri Davies, Telyn Rawn

FAVORITE HARP (PEDAL) Dezron Douglas and Brandee Younger, Force Majeure MOST LISTENED-TO ALBUMS THAT FELT INSTANTLY FAMILIAR AND WELCOMING Duval Timothy, Help Jeff Parker, Suite for Max Brown MOST LISTENED-TO ALBUM THAT CONFUSED AND DELIGHTED ME ANEW EACH TIME, IT SOUNDS LIKE NOTHING ELSE Still House Plants, Fast Edit ROOKIE OF THE YEAR KeiyaA, Forever, Ya Girl FREE JAZZMATAZZ Boldy James and Sterling Toles, Manger on McNichols

FREQUENTLY SUBLIME...MOTORBIKES, RICKSHAWS, CHAOS THROUGH WEAK CLOCK RADIO SPEAKERS 3Phaz, Three Phase EARTH HEALED HERSELF Gaia Tones, #002 Chains/Shackles BUT ESPECIALLY TRACK 4 ⣎⡇ꉺლ༽இ•̛)ྀ◞ ༎ຶ ༽ৣৢ؞ৢ؞ؖ ꉺლ, ooo　̟̞̝̜̙̘̗̖҉̵̴̨̧̢̡��̻̺̹̳̲̱̰̯̮̭̬̫̪̩̦̥̤̣̠҈͈͇͉͍͎͓͔͕͖͙͚͜͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢ͅ 　oʅ͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡(　؞ৢ؞ؙؖ⁽⁾˜ัิีึื์๎้็๋๊⦁0　̟̞̝̜̙̘̗̖҉̵̴̨̧̢̡̼̻̺̹̳̲̱̰̯̮̭̬̫̪̩̦̥̤̣̠҈͈͇͉͍͎͓͔͕͖͙͚͜͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢͢ͅ 　ఠీੂ೧ູ࿃ूੂ I MISS THE NIGHTLIFE Julion De’Angelo and Viola Klein, We

ASK THE AGES Mary Halvorson’s Code Girl, Artlessly Falling

JOURNEY TO THE ONE Ambrose Akinmusire, on the tender spot of every calloused moment JOURNEY TO THE ONE, IN A RAINFOREST Matthew Halsall, Salute to the Sun BEST LIVE MUSIC Pharoah Sanders at Zebulon BEST OLD MUSIC Foul Play, Origins I OFTEN PUT THIS ON AND FORGET WHAT IT IS AND CYCLE THROUGH MY WINDOWS EXCITEDLY IN ORDER TO REMEMBER Alabaster DePlume, To Cy & Lee: Instrumentals, Vol. 1 WONDROUS...WE FLOATED OUT OF THERE...IS THIS HOW PEOPLE FEEL ABOUT ‘HAMILTON?’ American Utopia at the Hudson Theater ONLY POSITIVE VIBES Dougie Stu, Familiar Future Jeen Bassa, Cassava Pone R E S P E C T orion sun, “mama’s baby” I WOULD HAVE PLAYED THE SHIT OUT OF THIS BACK AT THE ENORMOUS ROOM drea the vibe dealer, priestess of vibrations SIM SIMMA (SLOW VERSION) Ruth Orhiunu, “Loving Goes Down” AT LES (VERSION) ọmọ igi, “Coco” and Prone2 THIS WAS THIS YEAR??? RMR, “Rascal” FLY AWAY Morray, “Quicksand” “I GOT POWER NOW I GOTTA SAY SOMETHING” Lil Baby, “The Bigger Picture”

LOVE IS ESSENTIAL Ian Isiah, “Loose Truth” STARING AT THE SUN Sharada Shashidhar, Rahu 2 BRIDGES MUSIC AND ARTS APPRECIATION POST THOUGH MY TASTES ARE ADMITTEDLY HELLA BASIC COMPARED TO THE SHOP’S GENERAL ETHOS AND VIBE NYZ, OLD TRX [87-93] Conrad Pack, Stations of Control I CAN’T BELIEVE I FUCKING FELL FOR "CHOPPED AND SCREWED WILCO” Chopstars x Barry Jenkins, Yankee Purple Foxtrot OR “JAZZY CLUB MUSIC”...BUT I DID SW., Night PROBABLY THE BEST THING I BOUGHT THIS YEAR Angel Bat Dawid, “Transition East” 7-inch bundled with Emma Warren’s wondrous Make Some Space and Piotr Orlov’s killer manifesto ANNUAL “THING I DISCOVERED THROUGH BEING FRIENDS WITH/FOLLOWING ORLOV” Ase Manual, Black Liquid Electronics HEADHUNTERS Jadakiss f/ Pusha T, “Huntin Season” ”I WAS LEFT BACK LIKE EVRA” Tion Wayne x Dutchavelli x Stormzy, “I Don’t Know” 56 BARS Lil Eazzyy, “Onna Come Up” ALFA ROMEO / FUEGO / I’M ON MY WAY, YO / WACO / ALFREDO / SCOTT BAIO / MAYO / MAINO Roc Marciano, “Downtown 81″ I WILL ALWAYS LIKE THE VULNERABLEST SONG ON YOUR PROJECT ZahSosaa, “Emotions” THIS BEAT GOES TO ELEVEN Heem Sosa, “Expose You” SAME, BUT WEST COAST YeloHill, “Tales From the Hood” BEST NEW DRONES FUJI||||||||||TA, iki

BEST OLD WOBBLES Skream, Unreleased Classics 2002-2003 JOURNEY TO SATCHIDANANDA Deradoorian, Find the Sun VERVE’S “SLIDE AWAY” VIDEO Raymond Richards, The Lost Art of Wandering THE OPENING SECONDS OF “HOLY ARE YOU” Corey Fuller, Sanctuary SHOPPING CARTS CRASHING FOREVER HPRIZM, Loops Are a Form of Meditation I MEAN IT’S CALLED Chris Crack, White People Love Algorithms $ilkmoney, Attack of the Future Shocked, Flesh Covered, Meatbags of the 85 A NICE LOOSIE Ryuji Ono, “Should Be There” SOME THINGS YOU LISTEN TO A LOT BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW THE BEAT AND VERSES WORK, AND WHETHER IT IS INTENTIONAL Choose Up Cheese x ShittyBoyz, “Shitty Cheese” I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I BOUGHT THIS BUT THE GENRE TAG IS “POPOL VUH” Ñaka Ñaka, “Thorny Place” ANNUAL MOOD HUT INSTANT CLASSIC CZ Wang, Neo Image, “Just Off Wave/Open Mic Beat” IS THIS BETTER THAN THE ORIGINAL?? 岩本清顕 Kiyoaki Iwamoto, “Love Will Tear Us Apart” ONE OF THE BEST SONGS OF ALL TIME IS Lim Giong, “A Pure Person”

WHICH SADLY COULD NOT BE INCLUDED ON this Pure Person collection of covers by Taiwanese artists (as well as LG’s own spiritual sequel to the original) that is an incredible vibe FREE GUZHENG Mindy Meng Wang 王萌, An Improvisation Through Time and Space 穿越时光的即兴 I KNEW NOTHING ABOUT THIS SOUNDTRACK OR FILM BUT IT IS FANTASTIC Carman Moore, Personal Problems OST THE BEST GENRE OF MUSIC IS SADE patten x sade 54D3 SECOND BEST: LATE 80s/EARLY 90s UK STREET SOUL Soul Connection, Street Soul BRONZE: SEAN PAUL ASSAULTED BY JUNGLISMS Gallery S, “I’m Still in Love Restructure”

SPEAKING OF BLARES Standing on the Corner, “Angel” ONLY GOT TO SEE STANDING ON THE CORNER TWICE THIS YEAR 2/7/20 :: Black Music Future :: NYU 2/21/20 :: Artists on Artists :: Studio Museum BUT THIS SUFFICES Standing on the Corner, “Zolo Go” SONG OF EVERY YEAR

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rapwave · 6 years ago

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NEW POST: Chris Brown - Wobble Up (Feat. Nicki Minaj & G-Eazy) (Official Music Video) (https://www.rapwave.net/2019/05/20/chris-brown-wobble-up-video/)

#Chris Brown #G-Eazy #Indigo #Nicki Minaj #Music Videos #Videos

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xyloophones · 7 years ago

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gdi your tags on our new au (.......we need professional help) is making me laugh n I’m So Mad im stuck in class for the rest of today bc now I can’t stop laughing at Viktor Pining(TM) over The Most Beautiful Man On Earth who swanned into his life to steal all the dogs and his heart and then jUST LEFT HIM and he’s bemoaning his fate to Yakov when The Most Beautiful Man On Earth skates by (meanwhile w Yuuri: holy shit holy shit I’m on the same ice w Viktor ho-dID HE JUST FALL ON HIS FACE DDDDD: )

(2/2) (now I’m not saying if u write that I’ll love u forever bc I already do, but if u want to write that........I will love u forever n more 👀👀 )

previous post feat. my tags

#canon divergent au??#yuuri's first asignment in the gpf circuit so vik doesnt know him yet#and they meet at this dog cafe#and then like#two days later during warm ups for the mens short program#yuuri skates past vik n does a double take because#HOLY SHIT ITS THAT GUY FROM THE DOG CAFE#and viks like ''hes beautiful n he loves dogs AND he skates thank u @ god''

in times of joy

“Have I told you about the angel that I met at the dog cafe yesterday?” Viktor asks the Russian skate squad.

“Yes,” they all chorus. Even Georgi looks annoyed.

“Well did I tell you about––“

“Yes,” they all say again, this time with Yakov joining in.

“Vitya, you can tell us more about your… dog boy…after practice.”

“Okay, okay,” Viktor says. He tucks his phone into his bag and balances to take his skate guards off. “I was going to show you the adorable dog photos I took, featuring The Most Beautiful Man on Earth, but I guess that can wait.”

Viktor turns, without looking, to step onto the ice and literally runs into the love of his life.

“Oh, my goodness! I’m so––“ Viktor stops as The Most Beautiful Man on Earth startles backwards, blade guards in hand. He looks up at Viktor with the warmest deep brown eyes and squeaks, stepping onto the ice and fleeing before Viktor can say anything else.

Viktor’s heart thunders in his chest. He turns back to Yakov.

“Yakov.” Viktor says.

“What.”

“Yakov,” Viktor says emphatically. He gestures out to where The Most Beautiful Man is skating in perfect figures, stretching out his arms. He sees Viktor looking at him and ducks his head, skating to the opposite side of the rink. “Who is he?”

Yakov gives him a flat look. “You do not watch the training videos I send you, do you Vitya? That’s Yuuri Katsuki, the skater from Japan. This is his first qualifier for the Grand Prix Finals, but do not underestimate him. He is––“

“––perfect,” Viktor finishes, sighing wistfully.

Yakov narrows his eyes, mouth thinning into a flat line. “What happened to the–– oh. Oh, no.”

Mila pops her head out from behind Yakov’s shoulder. “Are you telling me that Yuuri is––“

Yurio interrupts her. “Yuuri Katsuki is your dog cafe boy?!”

Viktor blinks. “You both know him?”

“Yes!” Mila says at the same time that Georgi says “Of course!” and Yurio says, “His step sequences are decent but he sucks at everything else.”

Viktor narrows his eyes. That’s Yurio speak for ‘I’ve followed him on every form of social media and closely tracked his career up to this point.’

“Vitya,” Yakov sighs, “please, worry about your boy problems later and get on the ice.”

“My boy problem is on the ice!” Viktor says, but begins practicing anyway. He will have words with his skating team later.

—

Viktor spends the rest of the day gathering as much information as he can about the beautiful and elusive Yuuri Katsuki. By the time he’s finished performing and is on the way back to the hotel, he’s gathered a fair about of intel:

Yuuri Katsuki is beautiful.

He’s shy. Viktor tried to greet him during the 6 minute warmup, but without the buffer of a cute dog, Yuuri was spooked and he skated away, Viktor’s heart in hand.

He’s shy, but clearly very determined. He has a gorgeous triple axel, though a bit wobbly. His step sequence was captivating, intricate and musical in a way that Viktor has never seen before. He lands second place after the short program and still looks disappointed. Viktor admires him from afar.

He has, apparently, been competing in juniors with Chris for years. They are, apparently, very good friends.

(“Teach me your secrets Chris,” Viktor begs while Chris straps up in his newest scandalous short program costume.

Chris shrugs, bare shoulders shimmering with some kind of makeup highlighter. “Spend years slowly warming him up with small friendly gestures until he’s apparently comfortable enough with you to pole dance together after competitions.”

“Pole dancing?!” Viktor squawks.)

Viktor stays up all night watching his past performances. He dives down into the bottomless pit that is YouTube figure skating videos and emerges with the additional information that Yuuri is coached by Celestine Cialdini in Detroit, has a best friend still in juniors named Phichit Chulanont, and will certainly give Viktor a run for his money in future competitions.

He can’t wait.

—

Skate America is mostly uneventful after that. Viktor wins gold, but he spends more time looking over at Yuuri on the bronze podium, unsuccessfully trying to catch his eye. Viktor peforms his exhibition skate and gets on a plane back to Russia, without getting to properly introduce himself to Yuuri Katsuki, beautiful skater, dog lover, and Viktor’s new rival.

––

Weeks later, a few days before the short program at the NHK cup, Viktor walks into a dog cafe in Tokyo and sees a familiar face, with big brown eyes and adorable blue glasses.

“V-Viktor Nikiforov?”

“Yuuri,” Viktor says warmly, settling down next to him on the floor. The golden retriever puppy in Yuuri’s lap butts his nose against Viktor’s knee. “And who is this?”

Yuuri seems to relax as he turns his attention back to the dog. “This is Taiyō.”

They spend their hour at the dog cafe getting to know each other and showering the dogs with love. Viktor tries his hardest to gather all the dogs into his lap. Yuuri stops looking so starstruck after Viktor makes his first bad pun. It’s perfect.

(Yuuri crushes him a couple days later with a short program skate that is somehow more beautiful and refined than his program at Skate America. Viktor looses happily. He goes home after the competition with a phone folder full of selfies a the dog cafe, a silver medal and Yuuri’s phone number.)

me: i’m not gonna write this

me, two minutes later: *furiously typing this on my phone while in line buying sweatpants*

also i just love that yuuri was so blinded by the dogs at the dog cafe that he didn’t realize he was talking to The Viktor Nikiforov until he goes back and looks at his dog cafe photos and yes, that’s viktor, cuddling a small puppy

#xylo speaks #prompt #partner in gay crime #ok but the real question is #what are we gonna call this au #bc i need a name so i can make a tag for this #and we cant call it dog cafe au #bc we alREADY have another dog cafe au #smh @ us #ok update/ edit #ive decided we're gonna name this #in times of joy #bc its part of a longer wh auden quote #that reads:#in times of joy we all wish we had tails to wag #SO #here we are #thecookiemonster77

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caveartfair · 6 years ago

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Artists accused Chris Brown of copying their work in his new music video.

Chris Brown. Photo by Paras Griffin/Getty Images.

The pop star Chris Brown has come under fire as multiple artists are accusing him of copying their artworks in a music video released earlier this week for his song “Wobble Up.”

German artist Marius Sperlich—whose works featuring and island made from a butt and a breast that doubles as a thermostat seem to have been duplicated wholesale in the video—took to Instagram to call out the apparent violation of his intellectual property rights. His post of comparison images includes a caption that reads:

Intellectual Property has to be protected at any cost! Now that the internet and social media proliferate content instantly. We need to make sure that the creative source is present from first launch. This unfortunately happens [often] in the creative industry. Nowadays [it’s] very easy to copy things. For many the internet is just an open source of concepts, ideas and free content. Nobody cares about creation, originals and credit anymore. Especially if you are a young and an emerging artist....most [can’t] afford a lawyer for a lawsuit. So most of them remain silent - We won’t stay silent.

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Apparently my work got copied by the director who made the new @chrisbrownofficial @nickiminaj @g_eazy music video “Wobble Up” - without permission, without credit - along with works of other famous artists like @tonyfutura and @vanessamckeown #changeindustry For reference: A concept of @tonyfutura got copied, too. (Last two pictures) Intellectual Property has to be protected at any cost! Now that the internet and social media proliferate content instantly. We need to make sure that the creative source is present from first launch. This unfortunately happens offers in the creative industry. Nowadays its very easy to copy things. For many the internet is just an open source of concepts, ideas and free content. Nobody cares about creation, originals and credit anymore. Especially if you are a young and an emerging artist....most cant afford a lawyer for a lawsuit. So most of them remain silent - We won’t stay silent. Thanks for your help.

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Tony Futura, a Berlin-based digital artist, is also asserting that his image of suggestive lemons with nipple rings were copied in the video. London-based photographers Vanessa Mckeown and Catherine Losing are making similar claims.

Sperlich told The Art Newspaper that he is in touch with the production company that made the video, adding: “this situation is unfortunately not the first time this has happened to me and my work and neither am I the only artist suffering under plagiarism and theft of IP.”

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