#mod needs to stop going down rabbit holes in the tags

[listenupcupcakes]

You can put Zhanna on your shoulder so you can both enjoy the view

@bloodiedbearwoman

I AM PICKING YOU UP NOW

[tinydefector]

The Rung transfluid headcanon 😵‍💫 I already drink those daily 🤭

Could I offer up Sunder as being the new Monster Ultra flavor: Fantasy Ruby Red?

Oh the amount of headcannons I have over the transfluid atm is insane. I'm working on a Swerve fic for it atm. I wasn't actually expecting ,y silly shit post to get so much traction over the bots XD

So where I am in Australia energy drinks are limited in what you can find and today I'm in one of the cities so gonna see what lovelies I can find.

I had to go look up that monster and kinda went down a rabbit hole for Sunder and Rung

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Firstly. Rung

The first time Rung gets oral from you, it's just to blow off steam after a day, which just didn't turn out well. Man gets put through the ringer a lot with watching everyone else's mental health that sometimes he forgets to look after himself.

He's lent back in his chair venting softly one servo on the back of your head optics half lidded as he just watches, after all you had offered to help with stress relief after hearing a rumour from another human on board.

Rung is extremely high strung, so when your lips and fingers rotate between teasing his spike and pressing your face into his valve, he begins to figure something up.

It's only once he overloads and he's there optics closed debating getting up to clean up that he can still feel you eagerly cleaning up the mess.

And he just gets fixated on watching as you lick up his spike, transfluid covering your tongue and lips

He thinks its a one time thing until two days later he has you back between his thighs working him up for another overload and when he pulls you away because he doesn't want to make a mess and the protest you put up. Begging to taste him again

It is eventually a subject he takes to not just the medics but also the scientist, quite worried about the effects of it since Transfluid is. A by product of Energon. He learns that.

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-no it isn't harmful to humans the same way energon is.

- aslong as you can limit your human on how much they consume as it can eventually give them energy sickness if they have to much 5-6 litres in a 24 time stamp

-the human body needs time to flush it out. Because it works very much the same as energy drinks if you have to much it can stop your heart or give you cardiac problems

-it's quite additive and companionable to human caffeinated drinks, and when the bots realise that there us a full meeting about the effects.

- energon seems to get converted into a very similar thing to taurine which is an amino acid containing sulphur but alot of the minerals and nutrients that Cybertronians live off from their treats, food sources and energon what adds in all the other things.

-Perceptor and ratchet discovered that Transfluid is better for human consumption than energy drinks not by a lot but more the fact you can consume more of it with less problems.

- and each bot seemed to have different 'flavours' and it becomes a full thing of asking their partner what they taste like. And eventually the 'flavour mods'

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And on the Case of Sunder I present to you these monsters as an offering as well.

So we have

Sunder : rehab strawberry lemonade/Ultra ruby red

Overload : rehab recovery watermelon

Senator shockwave: rehab green tea

Elita one: rehab pink lemonade

Chromia: rehab protean

Wheejack: rehab tea + lemonade

Wings : rehab gojo tea

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[bad-witchcraft-smp-ideas]

*Likes anon ask in the "I sent that" kinda way* AHEM ANYWAYS-

I don't think that any of the others went to the Shelbys' school? Actually- wait- did any of them even go to school? Lauren is an obvious no. Joey I think probably went to some sort of private school, and Pris might have gone to a school too? Idk very much about them. Scott and Cleo are once again maybes, but I get the feeling that they probably weren't taught for their specific branches of magic. Eloise definitely, but I see her as going to more public schools. And who knows what's going on with Tiff.

I've seen quite a lot of people theorizing that the Academy™ that e!Shelby went to is Gem's wizard academy from season one. I figured out how that could tie into wc!Shelby as well! If you watch season one of empires, it rarely rains. In fact, the only real memorable times it rains is during a big event, generally a bad one. In fact, the only times I can think of are when Shrub is being chased by Xornoth- or just when Xornoth is there in general-, after Fwhip kills Katherine, and the rapture. There's probably other instances, but if that's the only time I, an avid fan of empires, can remember it ever raining in season one, it's no wonder that they hate the storm witch. After all, when have storms ever been a symbol of anything but disaster? And remember e!Shelby mentioning the witches getting assigned for "experience"? That's why they're both so spread out, potentially not even in the same world! It would explain why wc!Shelby doesn't know a lot of the modded creatures, because why else would a witch that supposedly has lived her whole life here not know about basic wildlife?

(Ty for the tag btw, I'm honoured! <3)

(I went to check that the tag actually existed before I submitted this and instead I went down a 30 minute rabbit hole about an ask game, submitting asks to some of the writers I follow that are doing it, and also putting it on Ao3 since I'm really just lurking over here on tumblr. I don't remember what I wrote here anymore, and I'm too tired to reread it- I should really stop doing this at 10 pm shouldn't I?)

-wc!Shely and e!Shelby classmates anon

OOOOOOO all of this is so cool!!! Youre very silly i need to blow you up with my mind /pospospos

[housebutchvee]

She-Ra HvZ AU

So, years back, in college, I used to play Humans vs Zombies (think tag with nerf guns and incredibly problematic for other reasons). Twice a year, we’d get a few hundred people together on campus to play this week long game. It would start with one zombie, and that would escalate quickly to dozens as the hunting began. Humans can ‘stun’ a zombie for five minutes by hitting them with a nerf dart or a balled up CLEAN sock. Zombies infect humans by tagging them. We played in between classes, all over campus, but indoors was safe as well as *most* dorms.

So here we go:

Adora - that one human who gets *way* too into the game - she has holsters for all her blasters, extra darts for any human who asks, and she’s the one all the freshman call when they’re stuck in a building surrounded by a group of zombies. She doesn’t get turned until extraction (the last day of the game) when she sacrifices herself to get others to the safe zone. She dies by Catra.

Catra - Lead Zombie, patient zero, she initially joined to fuck with Adora, but enjoys leading hordes of zombies way too much, she even gets Scorpia to do zombie make-up on her face. She maintains the consistent record of highest kill count by a *wide* margin.

Glimmer - that one human who doesn’t use any nerf blasters - just balled up socks. She is considered a ninja by all the zombies - no one knows how she gets from building to building on campus when every door is guarded by the horde and the buildings have no indoor connections. She only gets turned bc Bow does and she gets fed up having to spend all her time with him indoors and wants to actually hang out for real.

Bow - Only uses the nerf bow & arrows - even though they are shit, but he is inexplicably good with them - like way faster at reloading than even most automatic nerf guns. Despite it being moderately illegal according to the games rules, he builds his own nerf arrows that are varyingly effective. He gets turned when one of them doesn’t quite work out and everyone isn’t quite sure if the shower of nerf darts actually hits the zombie. He agrees to be turned because he doesn’t want to argue/ruin the zombie’s day.

Perfuma - Med Zombie, she gets turned on the first night so that she can bring her first aid kit to anyone playing who gets hurt. “You can stun me but let me see that injury.” Will mom you. She also has a stock of water and vegan food bars. During missions, she is an absolute terror who will hunt down every human she can. Has the second highest kill count, besides Catra, despite not hunting any other time.

Sea Hawk - banned from playing after the one time he broke a window and nearly set a dorm on fire (based on a true story, we had to pay for the damages).

Mermista - “what’s the point in playing if you aren’t going to brazenly walk across campus” is her moto. She has not been turned once while doing so, even during the middle of the day which is peak hunting hours. 

Frosta - no chill, she runs straight at any zombie she sees and - since most zombies are expecting to do the hunting and not be hunted - she terrifies the entire horde. Has started challenging individual zombies to “thunderdome” (she gets one dart in her blaster vs one zombie). She wins several of these matches, and only gets taken down when Catra agrees to duel her.

Entrapta - spends most of the game building ridiculously modded nerf guns - half of them are high powered automatic blasters and the others are ridiculously small blasters that can fit in a pocket. She almost never gets turned because she hyperfocuses on building cool guns for the entire game and only shows up for extraction on the final day. All the zombies fear her inventions and are forced to let her into extraction without a fight lest they *all* be stunned and can’t hunt any other humans while they wait to respawn.

Scorpia - is terrible with nerf guns (even when Entrapta gives her one of the ‘mega’ guns that are bigger and easier to handle) but loves playing as a zombie - she gives hugs to anyone who is turned and immediately welcomes them into the horde (especially new players who are often upset that they get turned so early). Low kill count for zombies, but she doesn’t care.

Huntara - Sports jock who’s part of a frat and gets ‘hazed’ into joining the game as a freshmen. Years later, she’s still playing because she gets super into playing as a zombie and because she can outrun almost any human she finds. She generally maintains the third highest kill count but she can’t play in every game because her sports schedule is too demanding.

Micah - Resident Advisor & professor but gets super into the game and being all ‘tactical’ with nerf guns. Usually gets turned pretty quickly (See below) but also enjoys hanging out with all of his students as a zombie too. He progressively shows up later to his own classes that he teaches and spends the first ten minutes trying to convince his students to play the game. Everyone loves him and he’s also the faculty sponsor for the club. Regularly brings pizza and other foods to the missions so all the students can eat something.

Angella - Also a Resident Advisor who routinely puts a hit out on Micah so he’ll stop playing the game and come help her with groceries and the other chores he hasn’t done because he’s been too focused on the game (Also based on a true story).

Double Trouble - Mod who’s tasked with ‘keeping the balance’ (i.e. making sure there’s enough humans to make the missions and game fun, but not too few zombies that they feel left out and can’t tag anyone). When the balance is off, they orchestrate elaborate plans to make sure there’s an additional confrontation or two between humans and zombies so that everyone ends up having fun and the zombie numbers get to grow a little. They love their job, but almost no one knows that they are a mod bc they hardly play in person.

Lonnie, Rogellio, and Kyle - The Mod team. They’re almost never seen playing (similar to DT) because they’re locked in a library cubicle answering emails all day about “where do I go to sign up?” and “Can I still play if I sign up late?” When not answering emails, players often hang out nearby just to chill with them. (Also true, I did this for two years and never left the cubicle except to go to classes).

Netossa and Spineralla - the grad students who still play. They’re the pair who you call when you need help getting anywhere (especially off campus and especially late at night). Not the best at surviving, but everyone knows and looks up to them because they’ve been playing for years. They also have a car and regularly use it to drive supplies to and from missions to help out the mod team.

Hordak - disgruntled grad student who posts online about how terrible the game is and how the players are so loud and obnoxious but he’s secretly mad that no one in his program will play the game with him. Except…

Wrong Hordak - younger sibling to Hordak who’s still in undergrad and just wants to hang out with their older brother. “Hello Zombies, let us bask in the glory of Zombie Prime”. The horde doesn’t need a mega phone because they have WH.

Shadow Weaver - Buzzkill Admin. Hates the game and is always trying to find ways to shut it down for minor infractions The Mod Team technically reports to her but they all ignore her emails and just send them to Angella and Micah instead.

Additional note: Bow, Frosta, and Mermista have each camped out in a campus building overnight (dodging security) in order to avoid having to fight the zombies to get out. Frosta and Mermista, because they have no chill (and Mermista cares about not being turned *way* too much). And Bow because Glimmer was trying to sick the horde on him one time despite not being a zombie herself.

@ohgodthepink​ thank you for coming down this rabbit hole with me

[cherryeol04]

300 Follower Special!

As you can see, I have hit 300 followers! Now that you’re all here, you’re trapped and can never leave!!! Muwahahahaa😈

So as promised, I have a garbage fire of a fic I wrote for this. It’s like...legit garbage so I hope you all enjoy! 💖💖💖💖💖

A/n: Not beta read or edited

Warning: Sim deaths

Jisung was an avid YouTube watcher, mostly focusing on documentaries about animals and space. Simple videos that captured his attention long enough to let him unwind from whatever hectic day he had. So it wasn't unusual for him to just have YouTube running in the background while he worked or did other things. He liked the background noise it provided and with his knowledge (though somewhat limited) of English, he didn't need subtitles in Korean.

The YouTube algorithm was a bit of a mystery, however, and was constantly surprising him with videos that he had no interest in, nor did he understand how they wound up playing. But somehow learning about how a Cheetah chirps instead of roars somehow placed him down a rabbit hole, only to bring him out on the other side to Sim videos.

He wasn't exactly a stranger to The Sims, having seen Sims 3 commercials many times when he was a kid. Even some search results when he was exploring the gaming tags. They were pretty popular. But he never actually watched any of them before. Why would he want to watch someone play a simulation game of life when he lived a fucking crazy life already? It was like he was a Sims. At any given moment someone could burn down the house by making a salad - a sad but very plausible scenario.

So when he heard the introduction of the YouTuber, welcoming people back to their channel and what they were playing for the day, he quickly switched to the tab with all intent to stop the video and find something else. Yet, as his hand hovered over the back button, he took a quick glance at the title of the video and stopped.

I make Minho of Stray Kids Murder his Group Members

It was interesting. He certainly had never come across a gaming video that involved Stray Kids, and certainly not as violent as this title made it out to be. He was intrigued really, so he let the video continue to play.

"So today I decided we were going to have Minho of Stray kids murder all of his members." You grinned evilly as you pulled up your game. "As you guys know I recently downloaded some pretty cool Stray Kids sims off the gallery and placed them in my world to play within my Not so Berry challenge. But I thought it would be super fun if we put them all in one house together and just have one of the members kill the rest."

Jisung was a little confused about this idea. You were clearly a fan of them, so why would you want to hurt them like this? You didn't appear to be an anti, and you were bashing them for anything like most antis would. You just wanted to murder them? It was weird, and he couldn't really understand the appeal to this. Regardless, he continued to watch the video.

"So I had you all vote on Twitter between all the members, no context given and Minho won with a surprising amount of votes." You giggled, the sounds of your finger tapping on your mouse as you worked through create-a-sim echoing through the earbuds Jisung was wearing. There was a small jump cut and suddenly the game was starting, the virtual members wandering through the house and going about their lives. The house itself was a nice build and Jisung found himself wanting to play the game for some reason. There was just something about watching you maneuver the controls and explain your plan for their murders that intrigued him so much.

"Oh! We found Felix. Look at him. He said today he was going to be a good boy and go practice like Chan wanted him to. And Minho is like, nope, not today sweetheart." You laughed as you told Minho to electrocute Felix. "Oooh, sorry mate. Looks like you've been eliminated." You paused and looked directly into the camera. "It's been two years, but it still stings the heart. I'm sorry Felix, I love you!" You made a finger heart at the camera before looking back to the game, watching as the Grim Reaper appeared to take Felix's soul away.

"One down, seven to go."

Even though it was a video game, it was both morbid and funny. Somehow, Jisung found himself enjoying the video, even laughing along at the funny little puns you would make before killing off another sim.

"You know, I really wish there was a mod that would kill your sim if they stayed awake too long. The perfect way for Chan to go. I guess, for now, I'll just set him on fire." You shrugged, snickering as you once more had Minho kill another member - this time Chan. "Apparently being in 3racha was just a little too hot - a little too spicy for him." You shook your head, rubbing your temples lightly. "Sometimes I can't even take the terrible jokes I make. How do I have 100,000 subscribers?" You questioned, not really expecting an answer. You continued on with your game, going around and killing every last member until Minho stood in the middle of the vacant house, letting out the evilest laugh he could make.

"And that my friends, is why you should know all 3 of his cats' names, their coloring, their personalities and what they last had for dinner. Don't upset the evil cat dad." You rolled into your closing speech, thanking everyone for watching and to tune in next time before the video ended. A new video popped up for auto-play and Jisung was tempted to let it play, but glancing at the time, he realized he really couldn't afford another 20-minute video. He stopped it and made sure to subscribe to your channel before closing his laptop and putting it away in his bag as he got ready to leave for the studio.

He was honestly looking forward to having more free time so he could explore your channel and see if you had other videos of Stray Kids in the sims or in any other games. Your personality was very funny and it drew him in. Even if there wasn't any more Stray Kids videos, he would still probably binge-watch all your videos, you were just that interesting.

[funkymbtifiction]

Hey there, I’m hoping you can help me by answering some questions in the hope that I can progress with my self-typing… 

Does an inability to settle on a type automatically point to Dominant or Auxiliary Ne or could any type potentially find themselves questioning the type they decided on moments earlier?

It’s more common in Ne-doms due to their tendency to leap to conclusions they assume to be right without stopping to gather thoughtful evidence (their low Si does not ground them in anything ‘solid’ so they float around in the air), but mistypes and difficulty finding your own type is common in every single type with low self-awareness (and let’s face it, most people aren’t self aware), especially with Ne in their stack. It could also relate to a lack of solid MBTi education and/or attempting to type yourself prematurely, rather than reading about all the functions and their interactions, the types, and then analyzing your daily behavior for how you interact with people, the world, etc. The more ignorant you are about MBTI theory and how it works in reality, the more you will mistype.

Does feeling a need for external affirmation, whether it’s for one’s MBTI type or anything else also point to Ne or possibly Fe?

It can be general extroversion (being extroverts, they focus on the people and world around them and care about how they are coming across usually), it can be Fe, and it can be an Enneagram component (2, 3, 6, 9).

From what I’ve read about Fi, one trait that comes up quite often is a reluctance to communicate their feelings or reveal much about themselves as well as not really caring much about what people think about them (or at least they don’t let it affect their sense of identity). If I find that the opposite of those traits is true should I consider Fe instead?

It’s not a reluctance, because that implies a choice -- it is that Fi’s have ‘internal’ or ‘abstract’ feelings that may not match the situation at hand, that took some time for them to internally process, and are hard to put into words -- and they may be feelings other people cannot understand, having heard them, if the Fi isn’t given enough time to ponder them on their own and figure out what names go with them. FPs care what people think of them more than TJs, because they are feeler types. But FPs cannot react ‘instantly’ and talk through things like a Fe user can. For example, if an EFJ ‘unburdens themselves’ about a relationship in order to ‘get things settled’ and then stares at an IFP expecting the same kind of instant outpouring of feelings, they may have a long wait. The IFP is more likely to get angry and walk out, then go into their room and process their feelings.

As for Ti/Te… I don’t know if I’d call it being critical but I tend to get a bit of an eye-roll going when I hear people talk about beliefs in things that are either supernatural or at least don’t match up with the day to day realities we experience. I’m not sure if this is a sort of Te… minding the facts and evidence (or lack of) or if it’s the case that it just doesn’t match up with a possible Ti framework?

Could be Te, but sounds more like a sensing type.

I’d be tempted to identify with the thinking types but I do tend to be very sensitive, can be easily brought to tears (though this makes me uncomfortable and can even surprise me leading me down a rabbit hole of trying to understand it) and I do tend to think I’m primarily focused on people over systems.

Anyway I’m sorry this went from an attempt at objective questions to something a bit more like a typing request. If there are any tags you would instead suggest just looking into that would be good too! Thanks

This is a vague place to start, but it sounds like you use Fe/Ti and Ne, so SFJ.

- ENFP Mod

[ozhawkauthor]

Happy Birthday, asdfsweets!

February 29 - "You and I would make attractive children" Steve/Daisy for @asdfsweets

(Note; @welovedaisyjohnson is a real Tumblr and I’m a co-mod)

After Sam Koenig telling her about the Quake fanfic online - she still shuddered at the ship name ‘Quack’, though - Daisy couldn’t stop thinking about it. One night when sleep eluded her, she found herself sitting up and reaching for her laptop. It had been a long time, but back in her cosplay days when she’d hung around Stark Tower hoping to catch a glimpse of one of the Avengers, fandom had been centred on Tumblr. She logged back in under her old user name and typed #quake into the search bar.

There were lots of reblogs of news stories, arguments back and forth about the Registration Act. She skimmed over them, paused on a beautifully-done digital sketch of her. Clicked through to the blog.

And hit paydirt.

It was a Quake fandom blog, all right, called welovedaisyjohnson, and there was fanart, fanmixes and fanfic everywhere she looked. Scrolling down with embarrassment squinching her nose at every post, she paused over a YouTube link.

‘CaptainQuake fanvid’ the description read. She hesitated only a moment before plugging in her earbuds and clicking.

“Evanescence?” she groaned aloud as the first notes of Bring Me To Life reached her ears. “Could you be any more cheesy?”

Despite the cheesy taste in music, she had to admit that the fanvid was incredibly well done. The footage of Steve was a bit better than that of her, more often captured by professional TV crews rather than cellphones or surveillance cameras. It had been excellently spliced together with superb timing. Really, it looked very much as though she and Captain America were allies, close friends… maybe even more.

Cheeks flaming, she still couldn’t keep herself from replaying the video from the start once it finished. And then she looked at the comments, found a link to a fanfic someone had written of the fanvid, and fell deep into the rabbit hole that was the Archive Of Our Own.

“You look tired, Daisy,” Jemma commented the following day. “Sleep all right?”

Her cheeks flamed again. “Fine,” she said shortly, turning away from Jemma. “No problems.”

The 90-chapter, epic slow-burn fic she hadn’t been able to finish before having to get out of bed and had downloaded to her phone felt as though it was burning a hole in her pocket. She was absolutely hooked by ShipsTakeFlight’s writing; whoever it was, was incredibly creative and also seemed to have a very good idea of what the Avengers, at least, actually got up to. At some point in the last six months they’d become a hardcore CaptainQuake shipper and now wrote nothing that didn’t have that ship in it.

Daisy thought she was being portrayed as a lot nicer than she actually was in person, but damn if ShipsTakeFlight didn’t write some amazingly clever stories. Awesome ways in which she and Steve could actually meet, and the most insanely hot sex scenes. She hadn’t got to the sex scenes in Captain’s Orders yet, and she was pretty sure that reading them in public would be a terrible idea, even if she could almost certainly get away with it by just tinkering with her phone. Her scarlet face and shortness of breath would be a dead giveaway. The fic was tagged for BDSM.

She was really hoping that it would be a quiet day, for once, and she would be able to finish early and retreat to her room. It seemed that she wasn’t about to get her wish, though, because Coulson came hurrying in and told her that Mace needed her in the Director’s office, stat.

“You’re not coming?” Daisy checked.

“Can’t,” Coulson grimaced, rubbed at the back of his head. “Go on.”

She headed off, wondering why Coulson ‘couldn’t’ be in a meeting that Mace needed her for. Arriving at the Director’s office, she entered through the open door and stopped dead at the sight of four Avengers standing with Mace.

Captain America, the Falcon, Ant-Man and the Scarlet Witch.

The phone in her pocket suddenly felt like a ton weight. Daisy felt her face turning crimson as she struggled to get a breath, struggled to smile and act normally as Mace started making introductions.

Wanda gave her a curious smile, cocking her head, and Daisy tried frantically to think about something, anything, other than the thoughts which wouldn’t leave the forefront of her mind. She shook hands with Wanda quickly, then Sam and Scott, who gushed something about being a big fan of hers, before finally turning to Steve, sure that her face was as red as a tomato.

“Nice to meet you,” she mumbled, unable to look up and meet his eyes. His hand, large and strong, closed around hers.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Agent Johnson.”

To her utter horror, Daisy heard Scott whisper “CaptainQuake is happening right in front of our eyes!” to Sam. Her fingers tightened unconsciously on Steve’s; there was a ringing in her ears and she almost thought she might pass out from sheer embarrassment.

“It’s just like that scene I wrote in Captain’s Orders where they’re too embarrassed to look at each other,” Sam whispered back.

The revelation that Sam Wilson was ShipsTakeFlight, hardcore CaptainQuake shipper, was just too much. Daisy turned to gape at him incredulously.

“Sam, dear God, will you stop it,” Steve said irritably. “You’re a worse matchmaker than Natasha.”

“She made those amazing fancasts of your children, though,” Sam said with an irrepressible grin. “I thought Summer Glau and Tyler Hoechlin were perfect choices.”

“I didn’t see those yet,” Daisy blurted before realizing she’d just confessed to having checked out CaptainQuake stuff online. Glancing nervously back at Steve, she found him chuckling and shaking his head.

“You and I would have really attractive children,” he said, the note in his voice distinctly apologetic, “but I’m afraid my friends are all really jumping the gun, since we’ve only just met.” There was a distinctly appreciative look in his eyes, though, and Daisy suddenly felt a little bit better.

“Well, think about it this way,” she said recklessly, “if we ever did get together, we’d have the perfect method to announce it. Hashtag CaptainQuake is canon!”

“We’d need video,” Sam butted in eagerly, “or everyone would think it was a manip.”

Mace was looking around them all with bemusement evident on his face. “Do you have any idea what they’re talking about?” he asked Wanda plaintively.

She gave him one of her patented mysterious smiles. “Trust me, Director Jeffery, you don’t want to know.” Taking a moment to look him up and down, taking in his height and broad shoulders, she mused “I wonder if you’re shipped with anyone yet?”

“ScarletPatriot?” Sam whispered to Scott, and the pair of them fist-bumped.

“I’d read the hell out of that!”