#I am a bit worried about the precedent this might set in the industry

[bhaaldursgays]

you know, when I started playing bg3 this year I thought to myself "thank goodness I started playing months after release and not when it came out. I wouldn't have gotten the whole experience if I played it then"

Now, a few months and two large patches later, I feel like I can't say I played the whole game because it wasn't "complete" when I played it. And I honestly don't feel great about that.

[nightswithkookmin]

MONDAY, JANUARY 18TH: GOLDY'S LOG

I miss Suga. Scratch that. I miss Agust D. My spirit animal.

I've been thinking about him a lot lately, wondering if his injury isn't an exemption to military service. I wonder if he qualifies, in light of his injury, as an able body. I wonder what their law defines as able body.

I wonder if he passed the legal physical exam and health assessment test when he turned 19, since he's had that injury way before debut. Or if BTS have undergone that mandatory military service assessment since they are all past 19 and what their results are.

Jimin has chronic back pain too. That should qualify him for an exemption to military duty. He can still do desk work if it's that serious.

I should talk to ***** and look into South Korea's law on exemptions to military service.

Moon values the arts and culture industry. There's already been an extension for conscription for the benefit of BTS. Their success and longevity in the spot light perhaps influenced this decision. Should BTS maintain this momentum, an exemption would be inevitable I feel.

I miss them. They've been gone for too long. I'm worried about the impact this is going to have on their popularity if they disconnect from fans for so long or be mechanical about the way they connect with their fans.

I hate the limited access to them. But Scarcity increases the value of a product and it's not surprising if this is the approach BigHit is adopting in the wake of the pandemic.

Limited access not only raises value, it creates demand. Bang PD is a bigbrain marketing genius- I hate it.

They are taking a huge risk with this new marketing strategy. Personally, I'd stick to what works but then I am no marketing guru. Just a consumer who likes to play it safe. I guess I won't be getting hired anytime soon. Fuck.

It's all very fascinating.

What's equally fascinating is the shippers out here on these streets. The Jokers.

I... they confuse the hell out of me sometimes.

How are they going to question my rationality when I talk about moments I feel Jikook are having issues in their relationship or had broken up etc but then have no problem with and even applaud that same rationality when I talk about moments that has led me to believe there is lack of depth in Tae Kook's dynamics or that they are not real by any standard or that another ship in BTS isn't real.

Do I have two minds? Or are they more inclined to be selective in their beliefs based on their biases towards Jikook and against other ships? It's weird.

By the same lens I define Jikook as real, I define Tae Kook or any other ship that includes JK and Jimin as not real. And by that same lens if I feel Jikook aren't together then I'm wrong and irrational?

It really confounds me.

Not sure if they expect me to apply double standards to Jikook in those instances.

I don't think there is right and wrong opinions or perspective when it comes to shipping, but I think if they are right about me being wrong about my perspective on Jikook then I must be wrong about my perspective on any other ship in BTS as well.

I can't be right about one and wrong about another. I'm either right about all or wrong about all.

I can't be 'right' about Tae Kook having 'issues' in their bond in such a way I think it often bars them from fully nurturing their bond and developing depth to it but then be 'wrong' about Jikook also having issues that mess with their bond from time to time when it's the same measurement I use in accessing the depth of bond of both ships.

I really don't understand their way of thinking.

What is right and what is wrong and who decides on that?

I think we ought to substitute right and wrong with 'believe and believable.' The approach to such discourse should be about what one is willing to believe or not believe about certain discussions: I believe this. I don't believe that. Because believes stem from our personal biases towards a subject.

And the people that come running to me with 'look, Jikook smiled at each other in On era so change your mind'

I would except I hear this debate all the time. I wonder if they realize they sound exactly like the Tuktukkers in my DMs trying to convince me Tae Kook is real.

'Look Tae sat on JK's laps! How can you say there is no depth to Tae kook' ' He squished JK's cheeks' 'Jk said he wants to ride with Tae, if there was no depth why did he say he wanted to ride with him'

I have a feeling Soft Koo is back. The days of Terminator JK might be over. Too bad, I liked terminator JK. He was a bad ass.

I like that he is experimenting with his looks. But I'm glad his Ravi-esque phase is over. I wonder who he is drawing inspiration from this time. He reminds me of Jimin though. There is something peaceful and serene about his looks.

Can't really tell much because Bighit is sitting on tons of footages. I think I need to send a truck to Bang PD HQ.

I don't like that Jimin posted a Vhopemin photo for Tae's birthday. It was cute and all but I don't like it. That shit felt passive aggressive as fuxk. Lmho. What, he didn't have a V or Vmin photo in his gallery? Sounds like someone didn't put much effort in their VMin agenda for this post.

I wonder if he will keep the same energy come JK's birthday. I mean both him and Tae didn't post for him💀

May be I'm reaching on this one. But a single post where V was not even the focus of the post... I think his birthday means a lot to him and he enjoys when people shower him with love and attention and I don't think his birthday is an exception.

And he kept reiterating after such said birthday how he recently discovered he loves to be loved and how he does most of the things he does in order to be loved by his fans, friends and family.

And it breaks my heart that, the headlines read BTS shower X, Y with love on his birthday but the two people close to him were missing from that list this time. The media talks about BTS posting for eachother as them showering eachother with love. Certainly they all know this.

And the fact Jin posted for Tae after Tae's birthday says a lot about Tae and JK. Tae had no intention of posting perhaps because he left JM a message on the packages. With Jin I feel he was overcompensating for not posting for him on his birthday...

JK gets a pass. If JM wasn't happy about him not posting for his birthday, he would have pulled a Jin.

Jimin talking about coming to the realization he loves to be loved makes me think JK withholding his affections openly made him come to the realization he loves to be loved. Just a hunch. And the only reason JK would withhold his affections is if Jimin himself estopps him. Those two give me headaches.

I think I got the closure I needed from this.

LESSON: dont get on JM's bad side and bloody post for his birthday 💀

Tae been releasing photos of Jimin and Jhope a lot lately. Not sure how that makes me feel either. I think it's beautiful. But when I think about all these beautiful photos he has of Jimin on his phone and how generous he is with them- I think they would have been more meaningful had he released it on JM's birthday. The snow photo he posted still sits in my Vmin heart somewhere.

I really don't like this not posting for each other's birthday business. It's 2021. They need to cut it out.

I feel JK set a bad precedent but personal happiness first so good for him.

This moment haunts me for some reason.

What was going through V's head. I want to know. RM looks done. Lol.

Jimin is really beautiful. I love his eyes when he smiles and the thing he does with his shoulders.

Some people complain I write a lot. Some say I don't write enough. Ayayayai!!!!!!

What to do.

I think I accidentally deleted a post.

I'm looking forward to JKK1. Stay Gold, Still with you, Your eyes tell... I hope he hasn't given his best away cos those were bops.

PJM1... oh God I'm nervous. I'm excited for it but nervous. I think Serendipity is a classic. The Christmas song was equally great and frankly the only good Christmas Ive heard so far and I don't even like Christmas- nothing against Baby Jesus I just think it sucks. That bridge in Dis-ease is something.

I want to read his thoughts. His spotify playlist is insightful but I want to confirm if he really sees himself as a mess who is always causing his lover grief.

I mean he did say he has realized he needs to be considerate towards those that love him. Not sure yet the connection there.

I want to read his thoughts.

PJM1....

I love JHOPE. I think his ship with Jimin is beautiful and healing. They make my insides warm. Not sure if their shippers think they are real. Do they? That would be awkward.

I think RM and Jimin need to spend time together... it would be good for them.

Jimin and Sungwoon shippers are alleging Jimin has been staying with Sungwoon all this while. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

But the bit about him living with Sungwoon before the start of Bon V 4 has me🤔

Around that period, I don't believe JM was at the dorms and Jikook were not together then too. He must have been staying somewhere...

I'll let them have that.

But around November 2019 when he was having issues with JK he was staying with Tae too so no I don't think that means Sungwoon is queer or that Jimin is sleeping with him💀

They need to get out of their imaginations.

I think Jikook will drive me crazy one day.

I can feel my cranium swelling.

JiRose shippers need to pack it up. They really think Jimin is straight? 💀

It's the bad editing for me.

That doesn't look like a straight face to me. Unless his butt was on fire and he was uncomfortable looking at that black interviewer, I think that's his flirting face.

Lately I've been thinking about what ifs.

What if Jikook is not real?

I wish I believed that.

[inqorporeal]

(I’m copy-pasting the full text here because his site crashed for a few hours and I’m guessing it’s because of traffic.)

Hello! I was fired from Marvel — from two Star Wars projects. The detail from the tweets I tweeted:

So, here’s a thing that has happened – I just got fired from Marvel. Taken off issues 4 and 5 of SHADOW OF VADER, and taken off an as-yet-unannounced SW book. This might be a long thread, so apologies in advance. (I hesitate to talk about this, because honestly, it gives the Worst Possible People a win, something they’ve wanted for a while. But I also feel like I’ve long held to honesty and forthrightness, and I don’t feel like lying when people realize I’m not on these books anymore.)

To rewind a little bit, when SW: AFTERMATH came out, I assume most know but maybe you don’t, I put some ahh, elements in there (LGBT characters) that were not received well by a certain subset of fandom. That resulted in both a negative review campaign, found across various FB groups and other Worst Places on the Internet, that began mounting the very minute the book dropped online. I was literally at a midnight release of the book, and when I got done, there were already a pile of one-star reviews piling up – which seemed strange, obviously. And scary, too. I didn’t understand what was happening at the time. (And as a caveat, obviously I recognize that yes, some people just don’t like the book for the Usual Reasons, and people who hold those reasons are not to be lumped in with the more septic side of fandom. Tl;dr see also TLJ reviews.)

I also started receiving TONS of harassment – harassment that has gone on for years, harassment that has required me to contact local police and warn them of SWATting attempts, harassment across all corners of the Internet, here, FB, Reddit, YouTube. Some of it was bot stuff, obviously, or sock puppets, but some of it was pretty creepy, and very personal. I didn’t call a lot of it out or even highlight, but it was there, a sort of… constant background noise. (Christ, for an extra special treat go search for my name and check out the YouTube videos if you want an eye-opening glimpse.)

And I was worried of course because, jeez, I thought I had screwed up. I wondered for a time if the book was bad. But then it hit list and stayed on list for four weeks – and the next two books hit list, too, and EMPIRE’S END landed even higher on the list than the first book. And privately, I was told by folks inside LFL that there was no worry here, that they valued that I spoke out both speaking up for myself and for STAR WARS, which has always honestly been a progressive brand and company. And it made me very proud to work for them, too, not just because — holy hell, basking in the glow of STAR WARS, but because the people were great, and they totally got it. (Hell, a lot of the people inside LFL have experience considerable harassment. I mean, that’s not news, but Kelly Marie-Tran? Bueller? Bueller?)

After I did HYPERION with Marvel, they hired me then to write the TFA adaptation, which meant I got to work with some wonderful folks – @hantos and @cracksh0t – on a project that was tricky, because it ended up being more a translation of the movie than an adaptation. (I know Heather received some of the worst harassment in the entire industry – I can’t speak to how well Marvel did or did not protect her from it, but I know she was at the bottom of a major misery funnel from Comicsgate and their ilk. Far worse than I suffered.)

Still, I thought things were good, and I hoped to do more work with Marvel or SW or a combo of the two someday – comics isn’t really my “thing,” per se, but I felt like I was getting a handle on it. Of course, the harassment continued – and it got worse again when TLJ came out. Which I’m sure is no surprise to anyone who has ever tweeted, “Hey, I really liked THE LAST JEDI!” That’s really when I started to see lots of YouTube videos and stuff about me and it was… Well, it was creepy. And I’d seen other signs of people being… fired for political reasons, or folks like @ChelseaCain who was yanked around and was also the subject of considerable nastiness.

And then we announced SHADOW OF VADER juuuuust last weekend, and people were excited, and I thought everything was good. I was not made aware of any issues, and my online self has always been my online self, so. Except, yeah, no. Today I got the call. I’m fired. Because of the negativity and vulgarity that my tweets bring. Seriously, that’s what Mark, the editor said. It was too much politics, too much vulgarity, too much negativity on my part.

Basically, because I was not civil.

Which, of course, is their decision to make. I’m not their boss. (And, turns out, they’re not the boss of me, either. Har har.) (I joke because otherwise, I cry.)

My understanding over this call was that this was a Marvel decision, not an LFL decision, but I can’t really confirm that. The editor said he had made the call. He seemed genuinely upset at my tweets and profanity, so maybe that’s accurate. And again, that’s his right to do so. If they honestly feel that my presence will damage the book, I don’t want that. I want the book to shine, and artists like Juanan Ramirez and Greg Smallwood to do their amazing thing. Artists like that are gods in my mind, so I’m happy to not distract from their literal magic.

But it does set a troubling precedent. One we’ve seen already – James Gunn, Jessica White, and so on – of folks fired because they riled up the wasp’s nest of asterisk-gate. And it seems odd to be mad that I’m mad about politics when – well, look around. Climate change, kids in cages, sexual harassers at the topmost tiers of power, and so on. A call for civility as the PA GOP candidate threatens Tom Wolf with a golf cleat stomping. I dunno, man.

I know it hands Comicsgate a big win. It will embolden them. But they won — I’m out of Marvel and, I guess for now, at least, out of any kind of Star Wars. Do your victory lap, I guess. (Just please leave me out of it.) (All that being said, a lot of wonderful people still work inside those institutions and storyworlds, and I hope you’ll continue to support them and the stories they’re telling.) To conclude: this is really quite chilling. And it breaks my heart. I am very sad, and worried for the country I live in, and the world, and for creative people all around. Courage to you all. I have a dire fear this is going to get a whole lot worse before it gets better.

P.S. Vote in November like your life depends on it. Because it just might.

The TL;DR is that bigots didn’t like his inclusive liberal content, most likely reported on his less-than-family-friendly online presence to management, and got him canned.

I’m rather disappointed in the studio’s capitulation, but not as shocked as I wish I were.

[kuraiamore]

MadaKaka fic, vigil for the night bloom, part 3

@madakaka Remember those oneshots where Madara freaked out over Kakashi’s forearms? Well, here’s pt.3 and look, it has a title now :D

Congrats again to our little ship for reaching 100 shipmates!

Previous instalments: part 1, part 2

Time is a strange and unwieldy creature, Madara has come to learn, able to be as cruel and unrelenting as it can be generous and kind. Leaning in with the soft glow of the late afternoon sun, it stretches languid and drowsy across the space of the Hokage office, taunting him with every passing minute.

A minute, and Kakashi sighs, head drooping as he looks forlornly at the paperwork scattered about his desk.

A minute, and Kakashi fiddles with his brush, twirling it around long, bare fingers, the digits curling and unfolding the air.

A minute, and Kakashi drops the brush and leans back into his desk chair with a huff, the spikes of his hair fluffing out with the movement.

A minute, and Kakashi rolls his head with a groan, the column of his neck stretching and making the tendons of his neck stick out against the thin fabric of his mask.

(Madara tries not to remember how that neck had felt pressed against his palm and fingers, how it had felt to have Kakashi’s pulse throbbing under his hand; tries not to imagine Kakashi groaning like he just groaned, low and unselfconscious, throat trembling.

Madara tries very hard—and fails just as badly.)

A minute, and Kakashi slumps forward again, head to desk, and this time it’s a whine that slips out from covered lips.

The sound knocks the air right out of Madara’s lung, zaps all the way down his spine, and trills. His hand tightens without his permission on his pen, the thin plastic creaking under pressure; it takes every bit of self-discipline and focus for Madara not to snap the fragile thing in two. Loathed as he is to admit it, he knows he wouldn’t be able to stand up under Kakashi’s scrutiny, not with all his pride and dignity intact.

(He’d only manage to escape the last incident involving an unexpected glimpse of a pale nape and the sudden combustion of a new experimental storage scroll thanks to the panicked arrival of a passing administrative assistant, drawing the Hokage’s attention away long enough for Madara to smother the fire and stalk from the room to smother his own burning embarrassment in the closest supply closet. It had taken twenty five minutes for him to calm down and return, pretending like the sight of two fingers dipping into the back of a mask and stretching it down to rub at a stiff neck hadn’t made what little chakra he has left unbound go charging through his fingertips. If Kakashi suspected anything, he never said.)

The memory threatens to flare red in Madara’s cheeks, so he pushes it aside and turns back to his own assortment of paperwork. Except it’s all done for the day, sheets stacked to his front and left side in his preferred system: sorted by division and industry, then further sub-divided according to each form and report’s status and pending requirements. The largest stack of all towers over twice the height of the others, made up entirely of applications and reports filled out and written with such ineptitude, he simply refused to file them. Now though, now he reaches for that stack, taking the topmost papers and practically burying his face into them.

It’s been a few weeks since that night; neither of them have spoken of it, Kakashi seeming content to move on like it never happened. On Madara’s part, he’s been making sure he keeps a clear distance of at least five paces from the Sixth Hokage—not that it helps all that much considering his entire parole is structured around working with the Hokage to make up for the damage done during the war. Meaning another fifteen years and four months of working alongside and enduring the little quirks and flashes of skin that make up Hatake Kakashi. The thought makes something clench (or was it more of a flutter?) in his stomach, and he’s unable to resist peeking over the top of the paper to steal a glance at said man.

He’s back to fiddling with a brush, twirling it around his fingers as he stares down at the paper in front of him. Considering the lateness of the day and Kakashi’s earlier fidgetiness, Madara estimates that there’s only a twenty percent chance that he’s actually reading the damn thing.

But he’s sitting still for longer than he has in the past hour, excepting the hypnotic spin-spin-spin of brush over thumb, and that’s enough to calm that squirming feeling in Madara’s gut.  He lowers the paper and concentrates on reading it properly. He can’t leave until Kakashi does, as per the contract of his parole, so he resigns himself to fixing up the incompetency scribbled out in white and black.

Time trudges on: the day staff drop pass to say good night and the night staff report in to start their shift; Madara’s paper tower dwindles to half its height; and finally, Kakashi scrawls his last signature for the day, dropping the sheets into his own system of paper stacks.

(It’s only natural that Madara’s sneaking glances at this point; he’s waiting for the man to finish after all.)

A loud thunk sounds in the room. A look up reveals Kakashi with the side of his forehead pressed to the desk, eyes staring blearily at a spot on the wall behind Madara’s head. Their gazes connect, Kakashi’s eyes changing from an exhausted half-squint to the half-curves of a lazy smile.  

That horrible clenching, fluttery feeling comes back with a vengeance, almost like a punch to the face. Madara clears his throat, taps his pen against the table twice, and hastily skims through the rest of the paper he’s reading, marking corrections where he catches them but mostly rushing towards the end. Every peep out the corner of his eye shows Kakashi slumped on his desk, just watching him work.

Madara resists the urge to run away and hide in the supply closet again. “Hokage-sama,” he says instead, putting a pointed inflection into each vowel of the title, “if you are done, you should head home and rest.”

“Ahh, I've told you already to drop the ‘sama’,” Kakashi replies, ignoring the rest of Madara’s words in favour tucking his hands beneath his chin. The curves of his eye-smiles grow larger as he settles, pushing his chair back to slouch more comfortably.

Not even Hashirama had been so indolent when he was Hokage.

“Certain etiquettes must be respected,” Madara says, to Kakashi’s amused huff. It is not the first time he’s given this particular lecture to the Sixth. “To maintain the truth of one’s place and power, others must see and hear and act upon it. Allowing those below you to address you without the proper title and honour that ought to be bequeathed to you as Konohagakure’s Sixth Hokage risks inviting challenge and opposition.”

“Maa, I don’t think I have to worry about that. It’s been four years, nobody else wants the job.”

Madara pulls a face. “Then it is even more important that they address you appropriately,” he presses. “Your title is a symbol and reminder of your power, a performance and expression of your legitimacy and leadership. You must not take it so lightly.”

Madara ought to know: he has lost all power and legitimacy here, reduced to little more than a glorified secretary, the Uchiha name and legacy crumpled into dirt and legend.  

(But he still remembers the thrill of Kakashi’s pulse beneath his hands, the intoxication of Kakashi’s surrender, confused perhaps, and unaware, but surrender nevertheless. If that was a moment of power… Madara suppresses a shudder.)

“Maa,” Kakashi says again, giving a one-shoulder shrug and lifting a hand to fiddle with the bottom corner of the paper closest to him, “I think I’m doing alright. Besides, you’re here to help me with all that, aren’t you?”

Madara forces his eyes away from the delicate strip of skin peeking out from between the end of Kakashi’s glove and the cuff of his robe, unable to meet Kakashi’s gaze.

“Yes,” he says, after making a final mark on the last paragraph of the page he’s on and setting the paper down, “I am, Hokage-sama.”

Certain etiquettes must be respected.

~ x ~

The problem, Madara works out, is this: Kakashi has not an ounce of respect for etiquette.

Orders and regulations, yes; etiquette, however, is given the same treatment as his paperwork, which is to say, ‘ignored until convenient and/or necessary’. The apparent difference between the two is a fine line Madara has yet to uncover.

Perhaps he ought to remind Kakashi of the reality of their relationship as jailor and prisoner, or if that could be considered crass after all this time, then perhaps he could make the argument for master and vassal. Either way, redefining the boundary between them, whatever that might be, might help clear up those terrible squirming feelings burrowing into his gut.  It had been, after all, Kakashi’s laxness and willingness to abide Madara’s presence that had allowed him to catch the Hokage unawares and unguarded.

Yet even as he considers this, another, greater part of him knows that he will not. He is Uchiha; selfishness comes naturally, and it is against his nature to reject what is so coveted and selflessly given.

(Love, he carefully does not consider.)

It's Kakashi’s carelessness for etiquette that finds them sitting together in the times Kakashi is free from both duty and the call of his old war comrades. Somehow, between his need for peace and solitude, and his day to day livelihood, Kakashi finds a sliver of time to offer Madara escape from the oppression of his own silence. Why the Sixth Hokage flouts historical precedent and bothers with a former war criminal now on parole, whatever his usefulness to the restoration of the village, is something Madara also has yet to figure out in the years since his conditional release.

Not that he can begrudge it, not when it gives him moments like this, just the two of them sitting together on the rooftop of the Hokage Tower after another long day of reading and correcting and signing papers, watching as the evening fades away into pure night.

The stars in the sky tonight are dimmer than in his memory, as if they had grown dark and dreary in sorrow as the world below them torn itself apart. There seem so few of them compared to the thousands of lights rolling out in hazy brightness across the jagged silhouettes of a half-reconstructed village. Maybe when he had hadn’t been looking (growing mad alone in a cave, buried alone in the oblivion of death, awaiting judgement alone in a lightless cell), some of the stars had chosen to defy the wrath of a mad moon goddess, fell to the earth and became reincarnated into the light of the lampposts and lanterns and household and apartment windows that gleam beneath his feet.

He knows the world has changed now beyond his control; it’s grown brighter, perhaps too bright for the shinobi way of life to continue on.

…But hadn’t that been the dream? The purpose that he had dedicated his life to and sacrificed everything for? The reason he’s where he is now, pride cast out and playing at service and penance to a place he loves and hates in equal measure? Does that give him a place here, in this village hidden in leaves, a village he himself had christened so very long ago? Perhaps a place even, he dare wonder, next to the man sitting beside him, symbol of great Konoha herself?

(The man whose mind and command had brought Madara to his knees, then given him the chance to stand again with an outstretched pale hand…)

Catching the slide of his thoughts, Madara mentally shakes himself; that kind of thinking is dangerous, makes it too easy for him to forget himself and his position. A prisoner on probation—and hadn’t he been the one to berate Kakashi for not adhering to formality? To act upon his desires, no matter how tempting, would go far beyond that, would break everything he has so painstakingly built up over the last four years without his awareness. No fleeting touch of skin could be worth a cold, hardened gaze and the risk of never sharing a moment like this again. Kakashi had let it go once, but Madara knows the Sixth Hokage is a private man; he doubts the Hokage would be so lenient again.

No, better that he guards what he has now, and guard it jealously, even from himself. (Madara hasn’t forgotten: he is a man who has bled the life out of the things he wanted nothing more than to protect, never knowing whether his hands are warm with skin-touch or blood.)

—And then the memory again, of Kakashi’s pulse thrumming, that way he shivered, so softly Madara wonders if he had imagined it, except that the memory is so excruciatingly detailed, it’s impossible that his brain could have made it up.

He curses, exhaling the word in a hard breath. He hates how his thoughts swirl round in frustrating circles, irritation flaring because he keeps sabotaging himself and he just can’t decide and stick to it, when had he become so faltering, so unsure—

A dramatic sigh, startling and loud in his ear. Without warning, Kakashi pitches sideways and settles neatly against him, a single long line of warm contact pressing from shoulder to knee.

Madara jerks, freezes. He opens his mouth to voice his surprise only to realise his brain has short-circuited and he has no idea what to say, groping blindly for a reaction. He’s still struggling to make sense of what just happened and process his reaction when Kakashi speaks, voice an easy drawl.

“It's an Uchiha thing, right?”

Stupefied silence, drawn out far too long when he realises that Kakashi is waiting for a response.

“What?” he asks, eloquently, because that is all he can manage with his mind running sideways and turning upside and shrieking to high heaven.

“The touching thing. You Uchihas like to touch.”

There, that. He can respond to that. “And what gave you that idea?”

Kakashi shrugs in his usual way; Madara feels it like the run of a burn up and down his arm, every shift of muscle as shoulder and arm lifts and drops against his own.

“I figured it was a large clan thing. Obito was always clinging onto whoever was nearby, and I remember Itachi with Sasuke before the massacre.”

Kakashi nudges him with the roll of his shoulder; the shoulder pad of his vest presses hard into the flesh of his arm.

“It's alright,” Kakashi says, “I don't mind this.”

There's a genuine sort of earnestness to his voice that makes Madara’s heart beat faster. He doesn’t think he has ever been so conscious of the boundary of his body, of the nerves and cells that register touch and warmth. And to have them be given willingly—

He holds his breath, body rigid and tense. Somewhere in the high distance, a bird cries. To his odd disappointment, the stars have grown no dimmer or brighter. Without a word, Kakashi pulls back, shuffles so they’re sitting a respectable distance away from each other.

Neither say a word.

The air feels suddenly frigid, the world spinning like Kakashi had been an anchor he didn’t realise he had secured himself to until he let go. He’s frozen and mute with surprise and disbelief and confusion, the silence between them so loud, it roars in his ears. Everything is tumbling inward, his stomach is churning and upset, blood rioting in his veins, and he doesn’t know how to react, what to do with himself—

“I’ll, ah. I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

The tone registers first, the little curl of uncertainty and withdrawal; then the words, though they catch his attention more than his comprehension. It’s not until Kakashi goes to stand up and walk away that his meaning clicks together and Madara jolts with understanding, propelled forward as if by a force he can’t control.

It seems to happen in slow motion: Kakashi shuffles back from the edge of the roof, gets his feet underneath himself, pushes up with his arms, and gets halfway up to a standing position when Madara blinks and his hand launches itself out, clinging onto the closest bit of Kakashi it can reach.

Madara looks at his hand wrapped tight around Kakashi’s forearm, fingers scrunched into the sleeve of Kakashi’s shirt, thumb pressing into the reveal bit of skin between cuff and glove, and then he’s back there, to that night. All the same mad emotions come crashing back and screaming in a cacophony that makes him tremble. Adrenaline coursing through his veins, tingles running from his hand up his arm, down his spine and seems to spread all across his body, right to the tips of his toes.

Stupid, he thinks, cursing himself.

They’re both suspended in that moment, tense and awkward with Kakashi midway to his full height and Madara splayed out on his side, weight resting entirely on his hip and the grip he has on Kakashi’s arm. Desperate for a way out, Madara lets go like he’s been burned, almost toppling over before he catches himself and twists back to the dark horizon.

“You shouldn’t let people get so close to you,” he says, barely hearing himself speak over the pounding in his ears. His eyes pick out a random light illuminating the village, keeps his gaze locked on it.

“Why not?” To his mortification, he feels Kakashi sit back down next to him, closer than before, perhaps two handspans apart.

Madara’s lips are dry. He licks them. “They could bring harm to you.”

Kakashi ponders this for a moment, judging by the silence that falls over him. Then Kakashi surprises him once more: “But that’s why I have you here with me, isn’t it?” he says.

Madara can’t help it; he looks at Kakashi incredulously. Kakashi shrugs.

“Is that so surprising?” he asks.

“Yes,” Madara hisses, overwhelmed by the thought, “and above all, it’s foolish. You would allow someone to reach you where you are vulnerable, give them the chance to strike at your vitals. Have you no care for your life? What would this village do should you die? The former Nine Tails vessel is years from being fit to lead with his current disposition. Your Fifth has run off with her drink and her dice and has not stepped foot here in three years. For all their strength and heart, the young are still grieving, and cannot suffer the full burden of rebuilding without guidance from their betters. Who is there left to manage if you were to fall? You must be more vigilant!”

He doesn’t realise his voice has been steadily growing louder until he’s outright shouting. He bites his lips, breathes deep and forces down the knot in his throat.

“Think of your position and responsibility,” he says, once he has control of himself again. “You cannot risk yourself now, whatever your personal inclinations.”

Kakashi makes a show of a thoughtful hum. The sound is almost obscene, a dragged out, “Mmmm” that lingers in the air. Madara’s hands clench.

“Okay, thinking done,” Kakashi declares with a sudden rise in pitch. He nods to himself as if in confirmation, then he whips a finger in front of Madara’s confounded face, narrowly avoiding his nose. “Number one! His name is Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto. You should remember it. He might not be ready yet, but one day he will make an exceptional Hokage. I wasn’t the only one who argued for your conditional release.” He looks at Madara meaningfully, and Madara only just manages not to flinch. “Two!” A second finger goes up. “You’re may be right about the Fifth, but that is why the next generation is so much stronger than you think. Have you seen any of them run from their grief? They finished a war somebody else started, and now they’re cleaning up the mess too. If you think there’s anyone here who is better than them, you’re wrong.”

Kakashi takes a pause, as if giving time for Madara to reply, but he says nothing. A third finger goes up.

“And three,” Kakashi says, and now his voice is sharp like a blade, “I’m not at risk at all. Didn’t I say before? You’re here with me.”

“What?”

“You. Here. With me. I’m not at risk. Am I?”

Madara goes to retort, and then stops, the words echoing in his mind. There’s a genuine question in there, he realises—and a challenge.

Loyalty? Kakashi is asking. Konoha?

“No,” Madara answers, when it’s been long enough that the rage in the blood and guts has simmered down into a single, clear revelation, “you’re not.” Not from me.

“Then I don’t think we have anything to worry about,” Kakashi says, all cool eyes and easy smile. A moment later, he knocks their shoulders together in a friendly bump, placing him an inch closer. Madara can feel the heat radiating from his skin.

They sit together until the stars start being swallowed up by the encroaching light of morn. Only then do they part ways to steal what few precious hours of sleep they can, before meeting to start another day.

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It's no secret Glossier is über-talented when it comes to making waves, influencing trends, and setting refreshing diversity precedents within the beauty industry. So it's not surprising that when the cult-loved brand announces a new product launch, people go bananas . Of course, some launches have gone over better than others—Glossier Play is still a controversial topic among beauty editors—and some of the brand's beloved signatures (Milky Jelly Cleanser , Balm Dotcom , Cloud Paint , Generation G ...etc.) will likely never be dethroned from their pedestal. Which brings us to today's major news—the launch of Glossier's newest product called Brow Flick ($18)—the only brow product the brand has debuted since the 2015 arrival of Boy Brow ($16). (Which, if you didn't know, is the brand's #1 selling product and one of the most iconic brow products, well, ever. ) In fact, as the brand stated in a press release, last year, a tube of Boy Brow sold every 32 seconds. To which we say damn . Alas, we digress—back to the task at hand! The exciting and surprising (unless you're a beauty editor who received the exciting news last week) arrival of Brow Flick ($18), a sleek brush-tip detailing pen that's intended to groom and touch up your arches with the perfect amount of pigment and texture. With Brow Flick, it's all about definition, not necessarily color or fluff; the product aims to give Glossier's loyal community the option to add "more brow to their brow" for a full, polished, ultra-natural-looking finish. So what makes Brow Flick ($18) different than the gel, powder, or pencil you already love? For starters, it comes in just three sheer, (surprisingly) versatile shades, Black, Brown, and Blond, which pair beautifully with their corresponding shades of Boy Brow. Second, the formula is water-resistant and creates easy, natural-looking strokes that look significantly less artificial and "drawn" than the results stencils and pencils can yield. You can use the pen anywhere you feel you want or need more definition or depth—be it the tails or arches—and thanks to the malleable, super-fine brush tip, the final aesthetic is designed to look pretty darn seamless. (Spoiler: It does!) Composition- and ingredient-wise, the formula is ophthalmologist tested, dermatologist tested, vegan, dairy-free, soy-free, gluten-free, grain-protein-free, nut-free, and hypoallergenic (woo!), and other notable features include copolymers (for enduring wear), superfine pigments (for detection-free believability), and, of course, the flow-through brush applicator tip (for fine lines, precise application, and a natural finish). For A+ application, the brand suggests starting with clean skin, which will help ensure the formula adheres how it's intended. Then, holding the pen at a downward angle, lightly etch and feather your strokes anywhere you want some improvement. Let the application dry for at least 15 seconds, and then feel free to brush and fluff your hairs up with Boy Brow to enhance your work with a little more hold and definition. Et voila! Brow Flick in a nutshell. Of course, there's the whole issue of whether or not the newest Glossier baby lives up to all the inevitable hype, so I asked a few of my fellow Who What Wear co-workers to weigh in with before-and-after photos coupled with unbiased reviews. Keep scrolling for our honest thoughts! Wearing: Brow Flick in Blond & Boy Brow in Clear. "I'm notoriously anxious when it comes to brow products. Due to how fair my skin and hair is (and how sparse-ish my brows are), it's easy for brow products to go haywire fast. So I generally stick to pencils, which yield more control and precision than goopy gels. Thus, when I heard that Glossier's latest brow launch was a pen—which sounds rather intense—I was concerned. I had scary visions of an application that looked more like a paint job than a natural-looking brow boost.  . "That said, as soon as I unpackaged Brow Flick, my stress level dropped; the brush tip is super fine and soft, and as I began stroking it through the sparse areas of my brows, I could barely detect the product—in a good way. (I literally had a Britney Spears moment; like, Is this thing on?). However, despite how subtle the application was, I did notice a slow, steady, user-friendly build in the oomph and precision of my brows. "The job was done in about 30 seconds, and the product was completely undetectable (no telltale trace of pencil left behind!). Brow Flick truly delivers on the "your brows, but better" front, which is my personal vibe when it comes to enhancing my brows. I didn't feel like I needed more pigment, so I simply brushed them into place with the clear Boy Brow formula, but honestly, I probably wouldn't even do that on a daily basis; I generally like to keep my brow M.O. as minimal as possible. "Overall, I'd give Brow Flick five stars and might actually love it just as much as I love Lash Slick, my favorite mascara. However, I do worry the effect won't be dramatic enough for those who love a brow look that packs a lot of punch (although you can always add extra definition with a second coat of Boy Brow), and am also slightly worried the pen might dry out in about two seconds flat. All in all, though, my first impression is stellar, and I'd definitely recommend it for the person who loves a natural and super-low-maintenance brow look."  The 12-hours-later update: "I applied Brow Flick at the office around 8 a.m. in the morning and then went to a 6 p.m. spin class where I literally produced buckets of sweat. After the class, my brows looked like they hadn't even been touched and were still perfectly intact! Glossier, you weren't playing when you said the formula was water-resistant!" Wearing: Brow Flick in Brown; Boy Brow in Brown. "This decade's brow trends have been kind to those with thick, straight-across caterpillars like mine (thank goddess the early 2000s are long gone!), and I've been leaning into any product that helps me achieve my Burt-and-Ernie brow aesthetic. My go-to brow products are either gels formulated with fibers and a lot of hold (like boy brow!), which allow me to achieve the full, bushy vibe I like, or super skinny-tipped pencils that let me fill in sparse bits as well as create the look of individual brow hairs. "My first impression of Glossier's (very appropriately named) Brow Flick is very positive—I love how the flexible tip and inky (though light) liquid product allows you to very precisely stroke hair-like lines into the sprout of your brows or fill in the arch/tail. Bumped up and locked in by a coat or two of boy brow, I love the full, feathered effect. My only suspicion of the product is that it deposits pigment so lightly (admittedly great for not overdoing your brows) that I'm afraid the applicator would dry out after five or so uses. Only more experimentation will tell. But for the time being, I'm digging my *brows on flick* (sorry for the pun... had to)." Wearing: Brow Flick in Black & Boy Brow in Black. "Right off the bat, I was impressed by how easy it was to apply. The brush literally flicks on a sheer stroke of color, leaving my brows looking fuller, darker, and more even. Being the novice that I am at all brow products under the sun (save for my beloved Boy Brow, naturally), I applied it all over my brows just to see how it would look. I quickly discovered that the formula doesn't easily smudge off, though, which is great if you apply it where you want, but not so great if you paint outside the lines, which I definitely did a few times. I finished with Bow Brow for a full statement brow moment I'm excited to re-create for my next event. For more of a natural everyday look, though, I'll probably limit the Brow Flick to my arches and finish with the Boy Brow in clear instead." Wearing: Brow Flick in Black & Boy Brow in Black. "Rarely do I wear makeup; most days I roll out of bed and decide to dedicate my morning routine to my curly hair. But I definitely could be down to incorporate Glossier's Brow Flick pencil in when I'm feeling extra spicy. I have to say that Brow Flick was a little lighter in effect versus the Boy Brow, which felt like the type of product you put on to have a bold brow. Overall, both products looked great, but Brow Flick gave off a more natural, non-filled in look, while Boy Brow screams brows on fleek." Wearing: Brow Flick in Brown. "I love the subtle difference the pen makes to my brows. It enhances and shapes my brows without looking like I've actually got brow product on. The pen itself has a light-as-air texture—almost like a brown watercolor." Next Up, My Eyebrows Doubled in Size After Making These 6 Sneaky Changes.

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A Self-Diagnosed Workaholic

Every day when I sit at my computer, battling the ever-present antagonist that is my inbox and my to-do list, I repeat the same internal monologue.

“A million people would kill for your spot right now.”

“This is you living out your dream life.”

All of the aforementioned statements are absolutely true. We hired interns during last summer, like for the most entry of entry “foot in the door” positions, and received almost 50 applications for that base-level job in just two weeks. I’m constantly asked if we’re hiring, how I got this job, what it entailed, what “advice” I have for someone with goals in the same industry. I’m asked for connections within the company, within competing companies, and so on and so forth. There are a lot of reasons why my life and my career and my job all look very shiny, very cool, and ultimately very enviable.

And that last part, the little head nod to a certain red head in The Devil Wears Prada, is also exponentially true.

I really do, sincerely, wholeheartedly, love my job.

But there’s a part of me that’s not so shiny and glam. The part who checks her email first thing in the morning, who hasn’t had a full weekend off in well over a year, who even answered a Google Chat after going through a Disneyland line. And that part is evidence that maybe I love it a little too much.

Where once sat someone who was professionally adequate but had a bubbling social life is now someone who never goes out anymore unless it’s an “event” for work. Where once was the girl who believed “things have a funny way of working out in the end” is now someone who adamantly only believes that things only work out if you refuse to stop until they do. Where once was someone who had balance and limits is now a self-diagnosed workaholic who doesn’t know when to say when.

My dedication to work and climbing the metaphorical corporate ladder is a defining characteristic of who I am. And as proud as I am of that characteristic, I think it might also be slowly killing me.

I worry about taking days off because of how behind it’ll put me when I come back. My anxiety makes me literally wake up at night panicking that I forgot to complete a task or that I dropped the ball on something I agreed to accomplish. On the days I do say, “Hey, not going to be available today.” I’m still instinctually a text message away because I’ve created a precedent where I always am that completely available person.

I’ve done it to myself; that isn’t lost on me. I know I’m very much responsible for the current state of affairs. But this self-inflicted “go go go” is becoming less outwardly admirable, and more internally self-destructive.

A response combatting the infamous “all millennials are lazy and love selfies more than they love anything else” Time article recently highlighted all of the ways that we as twenty-somethings (or newly thirty-somethings) are actually killing ourselves to work. Essentially, it points out that we’re so worried about the economy dooming us and just getting in our “shot” in the first place that we’re actually driving ourselves into the ground. We’re becoming “work martyrs” all in the name of setting ourselves up for the ultimate, most idealistic future.

But at what cost? Is the future even going to be worth looking forward to if you’re going to have pop an antidepressant in order to get there without having a panic attack?

I love my job, I do. But I guess I wish loving it didn’t seem to be synonymous with letting it completely define my every move.

Even as I finesse the final points of this essentially “woe is me” post, I’m thinking about everything I still have to do. I’m staring at my Google Calendar, just sure I missed something. I’m trying to anticipate how to get ahead, so I can take time off. I’m bracing myself for everything my CIO is going to ask me to add to my already incredibly full plate when have our inevitable, “let’s set some goals!!” meeting next week. I fight the urge to respond “duh” when one of my friends asks the oh-so-obvious question, “working tonight?”

Maybe someday I’ll learn how to take a knee from the never-ending marathon that seems to be “success in the workplace.” Maybe I’ll figure out how that whole, “Don’t live to work, work to live” motto actually becomes reality. Maybe I can find a way to make life for future me as cushiony, shiny, and lovely while also making life for present me a bit less of non-stop stress situation.

Hopefully, without the aid of an antidepressant in the process. But present me doesn’t think that looks very likely. 

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Kingsroad Hack

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Xiaomi Mi 6, Mi Max 2 Specifications Leak on GFXBench

Xiaomi Mi 6 has been leaked on many events, and the flagship is said to be unveiled sometime this month. Walking as much as the rumored release, the tool has been spotted on GFXBench revealing key Specs of the device. One at a time, the Mi Max 2 has also been leaked on GFXBench, giving us some specification info on the large upcoming phablet as properly.

Starting off with the Mi 6, the GFXBench list well-known shows that the cellphone runs on Android 7.1.1 Nougat – a heretofore unreleased version of MIUI, the company’s custom ROM. It’ll function a five.1-inch complete-HD (1080×1920 pixel) display, and is powered by using the Qualcomm Snapdragon 835 SoC, paired with either 4GB or 6GB of RAM. It is tipped to provide 64GB or 128GB of in-built storage as properly. As for the digital camera, the Xiaomi Mi 6 is tipped to sport a 12-megapixel rear digicam with 4K video recording support and an eight-megapixel front snapper able to 4K recording as nicely.

That is a chunk special from preceding leaks that recommend a QHD 2K OLED display with twin curved edges, 256GB of inbuilt storage, twin rear camera setup, and a 4000mAh battery. Past rumours additionally suggest that the Xiaomi Mi 6 will allegedly be launched in 4GB of RAM + 32GB garage, 4GB + 64GB, and 6GB + 128GB variations priced at CNY 1,999 (more or less Rs. 19,000), CNY 2,299 (more or less Rs. 21,800) and CNY 2,699 (more or less Rs. 25,600), respectively. There may also be a bigger Xiaomi Mi 6 Plus, tipped to be presented in 4GB of RAM + 64GB garage, 6GB + 128GB, and 8GB + 256GB, so as to reportedly be priced at CNY 2,599 (kind of Rs. 24,seven-hundred), CNY 2,999 (kind of Rs. 28,500) and CNY 3,499 (roughly Rs. 33,200), respectively. Coming to the Mi Max 2, the GFXBench listing has codenamed the cellphone as Xiaomi Oxygen, but its 6.four-inch complete-HD (1080×1920 pixels) panel enables clear the doubt. The list additionally exhibits that the Mi Max 2 will p.C. a 4GB RAM, 128GB storage, 12-megapiel rear digital camera, five-megapixel front camera, and NFC help.

This quite ton falls in step with previous rumors which additionally shows that the telephone can be powered by means of the yet-to-be-unveiled Snapdragon 660 processor, and packs a 5000mAh battery. The Xiaomi Mi Max 2 is tipped to release in Can also.

Xiaomi Mi Pocket book Air Disassembling Revel in

I trust that many people might have heard of the product earlier than Mi Pocket book Air being released. Placed aside the product itself, we noticed another time the Xiaomi organization setting foot on a new product class of the era industry. As a client like each person else, I personally choose the products that are correct enough themselves in preference to their famous manufacturers. And these days, I would like to share the disassembling technique of the 2 variations of Xiaomi Mi Pocket book Air.

12.5-inch Mi Notebook Air

First of all, let’s examine some details of the 12.5-inch version. on the whole, the inner structure of this Notebook may be very compact. It’s far primarily based on the Intel Center M3 processor, which make the passive cooling system shop a lot of areas.

Similarly, we are able to see that the 12.five-inch Mi Pocket book Air adopts the irregular formed battery layout. And the audio system is on the sides. at the center of the motherboard, there may be Intel Middle M3 processor. It is really worth mentioning that there’s a prepared self-increased M.2 SSD interface within this computer.

In comparison to thirteen.three-inches version, the 12.five-inch one is a bit smaller, and the entire weight is ready 1.07kg. This device could be very clean to carry and vicinity, that is exceptionally exact for the one’s office customers and commercial enterprise vacationers.

13.3-inch Mi Notebook Air

there’s no question that the thirteen.three-inch the version is surprisingly more potent than the 12.5-inch one on overall performance. This Pocket book makes use of a single brass and dual-fan cooling configuration, and the air outlet is located inside the hinge. In fact, for this type of slender laptop, even though the location of the outlet may not be conducive to the warmth dissipation, this is probably most effective and comparatively a great answer.

What is extra, the 13.three-inch model is prepared with Samsung 256G SSD. And it also presents users with an additional reserved M.2 SSD SATA interface for upgrading on their personal if wanted.

As for the gaming Experience of 13.three-inch Mi Pocketbook Air, I’ve determined that the frames performances are pretty decent after attempting a few mainstream gunfight and MOBA video games. In truth, the performance of the pictures card, GeForce 940MX, is fantastically sufficient for playing maximum video games, and the 1G of memory isn’t suitable for nothing.

Further, I attempted the bracelet unlocking by using setting the Xiaomi Mi Band 2 close to the lock display screen standby interface of the PC. This sounds perhaps full of the era. However, there are three situations to reap this feature, the upgraded Win10 RS1 gadget, the correct Xiaomi software, and ultimately, the Xiaomi Mi Band 2.

Eventually, the 13.3-inch version capabilities “a tool with 3 displays” through outputting display screen interfaces with 4K resolution One after the other because of the HDMI interface.

Things in Commonplace

Each variation undertake the keyboard with a key way of 1.3mm. From a quick-time period view, it feels better than my MacBook Seasoned. however, for long time typing, the keyboard of maximum notebooks could be extra tiring than any unbiased type keyboard. So the small hole at the keyboard feel might not be so essential for selecting.

Precis

As a thin and light Pocketbook, which, at the equal time, takes into consideration the decent performance, Xiaomi Mi Notebook Air is capable of meet the needs of many human beings as ways as I am worried. Although it’s now not best on performance, this novelty is compact enough of the frame design.

Xiaomi Mi Blend, An Idea telephone With An Edgeless layout

Xiaomi Mi Blend is a new product which has an outstanding look layout. Except, it functions high screen-to-body ratio. In this article, I’m able to let you know something about it. The content includes designs and shows, Specs and highlights.

Designs and shows

The entire ceramic body is the highlight of the Xiaomi Blend. Combined with a 6.four-inch edgeless layout and a ninety-one.three% excessive display screen-to-body ratio, it brings a better viewing Enjoy. Except, the mixture changes too much inside the front cover. It most effective leave a small area inside the bottom right corner for the front camera. That means the digicam ought to rotate upside-down for selfies. I assume this design is nothing terrible, after all, it provides us with an extraordinary viewing Experience.

Furthermore, on the way to accommodate the lack of a top and backside bezel, where the speaker for making calls normally are, Mi Mix is constructed inside the Piezoelectric ceramic actuator. The Digital to Analog Converter (DAC) chip converts the electric indicators into the mechanical electricity, that allows you to supply voice calls on your ears. at the lower back cover, there is a 16-megapixel rear camera and a fingerprint sensor.