#When you send the insult you get a small buff with the description

[paprus-teutonic-knight]

ALSO THERE'S A TECHNOLOGY YOU CAN RESREARCH WHICH MAKES INSULTS BETTER

LIKE LITTERALLY YOU JUST RESEARCH BETTER INSULTS AND YOU GET BUFFS FOR SENDING THEM REGULARLY

Stellaris is a fascinating mess of systems that I could talk forever about. For those unaware, it’s a grand strategy game that takes place in a galaxy filled with different alien nations. If you don’t know what a grand strategy game is then google it or something I’m not your mother.

Anyway one of my favorite little tidbits is one of the fundamental underpinnings of how diplomacy works, which is the relationship score. Your relationship with another empire is the sum of two numbers, your opinion of them (on a scale from something like -1500 to 1500 or something like that), and their opinion of you. These two numbers are themselves sums of several different factors such as diplomatic arrangements you’ve made, compatibility of political ideology, frequency with which you bathe, etcetera.

Now the part I want to talk about *specifically* is the basic diplomatic action you almost always have available to you: “Improve Relations”. It’s the most basic idea: you ship over a diplomatic envoy to shake their least slimy tendrils and say nice things about the way they’ve decorated the place. This improves their opinion of you, which as you may remember, makes your relationship as a whole go in the positive direction. Pretty simple.

Now the funny part is that. Well. The developers decided that obviously you need the opposite option. You need a way to say “I DON’T want to be friends with that alien empire, they bathe far too frequently for my tastes”. And what’s the opposite of Improving Relations, of course? Why, Harming Relations! So you. You send them an envoy. Whose entire job is to just… piss these people off. To shake the incorrect tendril and insult their aesthetic senses just because they happen to be a race of sentient cubes. You make them hate you, because you already don’t like them, and I guess you feel awkward about it not being mutual? And the funniest thing is that AI-controlled nations will, of course, use this option! If you’re trying to butter up the powerful, belligerent warmongering star empire next to you because you’re a race of peace-loving snails and you’ve spent this entire time building megamalls in fucking space instead of, like, military installations, that empire will go “oh no you don’t” and send one of their envoys over to start calling you a poopy stinky slimeball, resulting in a net zero change in your relationship score with them. Of course, this means that, technically, they have an extremely high opinion of you after a while, because the envoy you’ve sent over is affecting their opinion, and the one they’ve sent over is affecting yours, but you know, let’s not think too hard about that.

Oh, and there’s uh, already another mechanic for lowering their opinion of you. It’s the “insult” diplomacy option. So you can like, ring up the Borg or whoever, ask them if you can speak to Hugh Jass, and then hang up on them when they yell at you. So the whole system is redundant but nevermind.

Stellaris, everybody!

[hectorgamesmksq846-blog]

4 Dirty Little Secrets About the Full Version Games Industry

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[tsukishhhima]

“I’ve got one word for you: sing-along!” - kurotsuki please

(featuring: Hacker!Tsukishima and Undercover Agent!Kuroo)

“I’ve got one word for you: sing-along!”

“What kind of lame password is that?” Tsukishima scoffed. He typed it in on his computer to check, and sure enough, the password worked and he now had access to all the classified information he needed.  

“It’s Oikawa, what did you expect?” Kuroo’s voice came back through the headphones, a bit scratchy since they were so far away. It was nothing Tsukishima couldn’t fix though, so he scribbled “headphone qual sucks fix it asap” on a random notepad nearby before looking back at the files.

“I don’t know honestly. While he does come off as a normal hot headed celebrity, no singer would steal million dollars in cash like that so there’s obviously something wrong with him,” Tsukishima frowned, not finding anything useful in the files. Most of them were just private pictures (a few very private ones that made Tsukishima cringe and quickly avert his eyes).

He’d been sitting at his desk for the past two hours while Kuroo was somewhere backstage at one of Oikawa’s concerts, and all he had to show for their hard work was… nudes.

Tsukishima briefly contemplated getting a glass of wine or even better, giving up on this whole thing in general. Maybe Oikawa wasn’t planning to do something bad with all that money, maybe he’d just stolen it in the shadiest way possible because he’d spent all his money on that flashy new car and didn’t want the public finding out…

But that was impossible, and Tsukishima knew it as he sifted through the files again. The fact that Oikawa had stolen all that money without anyone finding out meant that he’d had help. His own agency wouldn’t even had known but thankfully they happened to have an agent working near the exchange when it happened.

A beep alerted him that Kuroo had spotted something. “Tsukki!!!”

“How many times do I have to tell you not to use my real name..” Tsukishima sighed. “But what is it?”

“Did you know that Oikawa has a new bodyguard?” Kuroo’s voice sounded really confused, with good reason.

“What, no. Why didn’t we know about this? What does he look like?” Tsukishima quickly switched to another screen, ready to do a background search on this new guy.

“He’s hot!” came the reply, and Tsukishima wanted to slap him.

“Aww, are you jealous Tsukki? Don’t worry, I’m not into buff guys like him anyway, you know I like lean, pretty, blondes more-”

“Kuroo-san, I will actually slap you when you come back,” Tsukishima cut him off, grateful that he couldn’t see him blushing.

“Fine, fine,” Kuroo replied, although Tsukishima could practically hear him smirking. “He’s a little shorter than me, spiky hair, tan… and muscles, a lot of muscles. I should definitely avoid this guy, he’s the worst out of all of them. But if Oikawa’s hired another bodyguard then…”

“It means he’s up to something and wants to make sure no one kills his ass while he’s at it,” Tsukishima finished, entering all the information on his notepad for later.

Once he was done, he went back to the files, even looking at some a bit more carefully to make sure he didn’t miss anything.

And absolutely nothing stood out.

Half an hour later, Tsukishima was tired, cranky and still had not found anything important. His only source of amusement (if it could even be called that) had been Kuroo quietly singing along to Oikawa’s songs in his ear— Oikawa may be a shitty person but anyone would admit his songs were pretty catchy.

Tsukishima was reconsidering the wine when the next file he stumbled across caught his attention. It looked normal at first, some kind of document about one of the managers. But a closer look revealed that…some of the letters were missing?

“What was that?” Kuroo’s voice startled him a little.

“Oh… I didn’t know I was talking out loud. But I found something,” Tsukishima explained, quickly telling him what it was. “And some of the letters on the last line are missing. It doesn’t look like a typo.”

There was silence on the other end for a while, and then, “Tsukki, I got it!!”

“What? Did you figure it out?!” Tsukishima asked incredulously.

“Yup, the missing letters are: U R A Q T!”

The sound of muffled laughter hit his ears next and Tsukishima let out a deep sigh before getting up to grab the wine.

“You suck at flirting, did you know?” He asked coolly, taking a sip as he sank back into his chair in front of the laptop.

“Me? No, I think you just suck at flirting back, Tsukki,” Kuroo said, and it was a shame he couldn’t see Tsukishima’s glower.

“But it’s fine, since I know you’re crazy about me anyway~”

“Yeah,” Tsukishima huffed. “Crazy for liking someone as irritating as you.”

He couldn’t help the small smile on his face anyway, wishing Kuroo was actually here so he could pretend to ignore him, which would then cause Kuroo to try and kiss him as an apology.

Tsukishima would never admit that he loved it when Kuroo acted like a lovesick dork though.

Another half an hour went by like this, Kuroo shamelessly flirting and Tsukishima sipping wine while trying to figure out the strange document’s secrets.

The glass of wine was almost finished when Kuroo finally had something important to say, “Hey, I think that beefy bodyguard just left a room open, I’m going in.”

“What?!” Tsukishima hissed. “That’s not safe!”

He quickly tried to check the cameras that were stationed backstage but it was obviously of no use, since they wouldn’t have cameras around the places where Kuroo was snooping around.

Tsukishima cursed and waited tensely, fingers itching to be doing something; this was the worst part about his job. He hated feeling helpless while watching his boyfriend throw himself into a dangerous situation.

“Got it!” Kuroo’s voice startled Tsukishima and he clutched the headphones to his ears tightly.

“Got what, are you okay?” He asked, not liking the sound of Kuroo’s uneven breathing, as if he was running away.

“You’ll see, I just gotta-” his voice turned to static for a moment and Tsukishima actually felt his heart jump in his chest. “I might.. have been spotted so give me a second.”

“You… idiot,” Tsukishima got out, too worried to think of a proper insult. “Okay, okay, how bad is it? Do I need to send the agents on standby? Or…”

Tsukishima paused when he realized he couldn’t hear anything anymore, not even the sound of his breathing.

“Kuroo…..?”

There was no response.

Tsukishima cursed and tore his headphones off, about to throw them to the ground in anger before he collected himself and put them back on in case Kuroo contacted him. Just what was this idiot thinking?! They had been taught from day one to never make rash decisions like that, especially when there were potential threats around.

With a shaky sigh, Tsukishima tapped out a message on his laptop to let the others know Kuroo might be in danger. He then pulled up the notes from earlier and started going through every single database they had on people that fit the description of that bodyguard. It wasn’t a lot, but it was the least Tsukishima could do to help in this situation, so he threw himself into his work to hide the fact that he was absolutely terrified of what might happen.

“Hey….Tsukki… Tsukkiiiii!!!”

“What the hell shrimp, can’t you see that I’m sleeping?” Tsukishima grumbled, blearily opening his eyes as he realized he must have fallen asleep at his desk. He looked around for his glasses as the voice behind him spoke up again.

“Shrimp? Last I checked I wasn’t that much shorter than you…”

Tsukishima whirled around, forgetting the damn glasses and gaping when he saw Kuroo standing there, smirk and all.

“I… you… I thought you were Hinata,” he finally got out, still shocked and unable to yell at Kuroo for worrying him like he really wanted to.

Luckily for him though, Kuroo had always seen through his emotionless facade. He closed the distance between them and hugged Tsukishima tightly.

And for once, the blond didn’t protest.

“Sorry, Kei,” Kuroo said quietly into his ear, and Tsukishima cursed his weak heart for immediately turning into a blushing mess at the sound of his first name on Kuroo’s lips.

“I mean, not that sorry because I had to go in there to get the drive-”

Tsukishima sighed and pushed him away to look him over for injuries. “What happened to your headphones?”

“Oh.. funny story about those,” Kuroo laughed nervously as Tsukishima looked up questioningly from where he was inspecting a bruise on his arm. “They fell out when I was running and then I’m pretty sure someone stepped on them so…”

“Kuroo-san, I think I hate you,” Tsukishima finally said, dropping his arm and leaning back against his desk. He was relieved he wasn’t hurt, of course, but now all that previous worrying made him feel exhausted and 152% done with everything.

Tsukishima really needed to go relax in bed for a few hours. (Preferably with Kuroo).

“I told you to stop calling me Kuroo-san… but anyway I thought you’d be more happy about…this!” Kuroo interrupted his thoughts, pulling out something small from his pocket and tossing it to Tsukishima, who raised an eyebrow at him in return.

It was a small black flash drive, although it looked almost broken and really old. “What’s in it?”

Tsukishima looked up at Kuroo, and then was completely unprepared for the kiss that followed. He forced himself to relax and actually kiss him back Kei, don’t just stand there!

Kuroo was a good kisser, there was no doubt about it, so Tsukishima allowed himself to cling to him a little as he deepened the kiss, a low rumble of a moan sounding from the back of Kuroo’s throat.

It wasn’t as if it was their first kiss, after all they’d been dating for about five months now. But with their jobs and all the work they had to do, they definitely spent a lot more time solving cases than kissing.

When he finally pulled back, Tsukishima turned his burning face to the side and stuttered out, “What was that for? If you think that’ll make me forgive you…”

Kuroo only smiled and patted his head. “Eh, it was worth a shot. But anyway, you should really look at what’s in that flash drive.”

“It better not harm my laptop,” Tsukishima replied, still flustered but grateful to have an excuse to turn away from him. He sat down and inspected the drive before connecting it to the computer as Kuroo watched from over his shoulder.

A few windows opened up, filled with green lines of code. He paused, but Kuroo urged him to keep going so he looked at the code a bit more carefully, reading through each block, only getting more confused until…

“Is this… what they used to steal the money?” Tsukishima stared at the screen in awe almost, and then looked back at Kuroo who was grinning widely.

“Mhm. And with this and all of our own evidence, we can stop whatever Oikawa’s planning,” Kuroo stated proudly.

Tsukishima looked back and forth from the screen to his boyfriend for a few seconds, and then finally he stood up and gave Kuroo a rare hug of his own.

“Aww, you’re welcome, Tsukki~” he cooed, and Tsukishima buried his face in Kuroo’s neck. “Does this mean you don’t hate me anymore?”

“No, I still hate you a lot,” Tsukishima muttered. He’d chide him for his dangerous little stunt later, but for now….

Tsukishima smiled against Kuroo’s jacket.

This was more than okay.

[jongsooyah]

So it's not only that ks has a beautiful thighs and butt. He also cute without even trying, he likes to be pampered, and also he is clingy. Yet people complain when fic writers write ks this way. They want the "manly and buff daddy u.u" ks. Which is probably something ks isn't.

LOLz that’s why i’ve been calling them hypocrites. these people are too obsessed with ks masculinity to the point they would use arguments that contain bottom shaming or basically putting feminine boys in bad light. it’s ughlee and really detestable.

imo, ks has certain traits that can be considered to be ~traditionally feminine~ (mm bet some of y’all are triggered right after your brain decipher ks + ‘feminine’ being associated together, better read it ‘til the end) such as;  

- he likes/is good at cooking* (remember when he cooked for the entire filming staffs in 2015? remember how he cooked in vlive?),

- good at cleaning* (ji said in radio interview ks folded his shirts before and jd admitted ks nags a lot about hygiene/cleanliness in their dorm),

*cooking and cleaning are basic requirements to stay alive tbh, don’t get why these stuffs are considered ~feminine~ but i include them here to match the current society standard™

- many people have said he’s caring, as in “mother-like” (remember he used to be referred as the “mom” of the group during 2012~2013? even ji called ks “mama” before. funny that thing suddenly stopped after some rumors surfaced… also, remember that japanese dance group talked about meeting exo backstage and how caring ks is cuz ks basically handed them lunch boxes?),

Q: “how does ji call you (ks)?”

A: “ks-hyung” and “mama*”

i know mama in kr means “your highness” but during this period ks was often being called as the “mom of the group (e x o - k)”, so it makes more sense to interpret mama as mother. 

- he does pilates which is an exercise that’s popular among women instead of men, because it tones your lower limbs (such as thighs and buttocks) and increases your flexibility. plus it’s kinda similar to yoga and we know yoga is also popular among women. 

some might argue that he does this for comeback (like bbh has said in their vlive, but then again, if so, why others aren’t doing it?) or for his upcoming movie (the movie is gonna be filmed in sept.. it’s too early to prepare. ks started training for hyung when the filming began.) imo he’s doing this for personal reason.

- he once helped around at his mom’s salon (he even said he had thought of becoming a stylist. there’s pic of him styling osh hair) which means he has some skills/knowledge about stuffs like this. he often carries that vaseline lipbalm as well. anyway, this one isn’t necessarily traditionally feminine trait/character imo, but ppl who deal/care about things like this are mostly women (it’s just like the pilates thingy).

- like you’ve mentioned; he likes to be pampered (his boyfriend ji said it himself that ks is “駄々っ子” (read: dadakko) which literally means “spoiled child” or “pampered child” and if it’s translated to korean it has similar meaning to aegyo–as in someone who behaves cutely like a child), contrasting the ~traditional masculine~ trait where men are expected to pamper their partner.

- and he’s clingy (which he had admitted by himself during pure love interview and even ji kinda confirmed this one by saying ks is similar to koala bc ks clings on ji)

all of these traits do not make ks less than a man. im really tired of these people (particularly his stans–and this is coming from a ks biased person. although there are some of ji stans who are like this too because “ji is the cute one!! uwu”, not saying ji isn’t cute ofc, he can be adorable as well just like ks.. still, it’s not a valid reason to argue/get mad about ks being portrayed as a soft & smol boy™ bc it has no correlation. you know what’s funny? ks has never called ji cute. it’s always ji who calls/compliments him with that word. ks has called/complimented ji as “cool”, “handsome”, “sexy”, “has the best body”, “most mature member” but never cute. anyways.)

it’s really aggravating seeing them bitching about ks being portrayed in the ways that have been mentioned above because it ~effeminate~ him!! uwu, even though those things are still part of him. it makes me questioning them tbh; are they ashamed that their fave has those particular traits?

also, his body description. i rmmber back then in 2015~2016 some people were legit triggered if you say ks is smol or tiny or short or has narrow shoulders. this makes no sense whatsoever…. bc that’s just basically how his body is. why people are getting mad over this shit? jesus christ. 

i still remember people argued over his and ji’s hand sizes. it’s obvious ks’ hand is slightly smaller (pics)…. honestly, why ppl even fought over this dumbshit. god. 

if we compare him with those tall members ks is smaller/shorter (and he’s def shorter than the official height SM published + he often wears shoes with thick soles that prob elevate his height to become 5~7 cm taller), and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that.

there’s nothing wrong with a guy being small or undersize (he even admitted this by himself during ‘hyung’ interview; “im undersized so i had to exercise to fit the role, although now the muscles are gone”). and there’s nothing wrong for a guy liking/doing stuffs that are considered to be ~traditionally feminine~.  

if you find such thing to be offensive, it’s your problem. if you dislike there’s a possibility for your faves to not be able to fulfill your macho/masc/hetero bs standard, you’re the problematic one. 

honestly, this topic reminds me of the phrase; “masculinity is such a fragile concept”. i thought it’s only str8 men who get triggered when their masculinity is endangered but turns out some girlies have this sorta mindset too. sad. 

it’s kinda ironic cuz ks once wore that shirt with “gender equality” written on the front area (which i assume he supports the idea behind the mssg) yet some of his stans love to spew out words that are basically bottomshaming and/or degrading fem! boy. they also seem to be so overly crazy (and highly aggressive) with the idea of ks being masculine/dom. it’s a bit…..yikes. no wonder ks only shows his aegyo/soft side to his closest ones lulz.

anyways, y’all who think “men being associated with femininity (such as being complimented as pretty/beautiful/soft/curvy) = insult” are just plain bizarre to me….and unlikable. if you’re one of those people, please stay away from me and my blog. just pretend that im dead or something. block me.

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p.s: im not proud that i remember all of those stuffs (the interviews etc)… they just… sorta…. stuck in my head.  also, wow this is a long answer. somehow i feel like im gonna regret answering this cuz the topic seems to be sensitive… oh well. 

p.p.s: dks is a beautiful, adorable, smol and clingy soft boy who loves to be pampered/spoiled by his boyfie (kji) and there’s nothing your crusty ass can do to change it. literally not-a-thing. not even sending h8 anons to my inbox can change it. 

if your feelings are scratched by my words, please contact my lawyer here; 1-800-go-cry-me-a-river