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{ Strongfuck }

My Opinion on... The character in general: RHYS IS FUCKING GREAT I LOVE RHYS I WOULD DIE FOR HIM- How you play them: You give him such wonderful, new character dynamics and yet keep to the core design of the character. IT'S SO HARD TO DO and I admire the FUCK out of it. You, the Mun: YOU. ARE AMAZING. I love you (platonically) and honest to god, I love being able to talk to you about random shit and you aren't mad about it in any way.

Do I... RP with you: YES Want to RP with you: Always <3 Ship with you: AS IF WE WOULDN'T Want to ship with you: ALWAYS ALWAYS

What is my... One favorite thing about your blog: That you allowed my crack edit for Rhys boy to be allowed on one of the most important pages for the blog AND IT'S STILL THERE- One favorite thing about you and your character: YOU AND RHYS ARE SO COOL would die for you and Rhys honest to GOD- Overall Opinion (with optional gif!): 100000000/10 mun and blog FOLLOW THEM IT'S A THREAT-

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My Opinion on... The character in general: I may not know much about the show. BUT YOUR LOVE FOR THIS MAN??? Good enough for me to know that both the show is good and the character is fucking awesome. How you play them: FROM WHAT I HAVE SEEN SO FAR, you play him so well as you always do <3 You, the Mun: SAME AS BEFORE OFCOFC <3

Do I... RP with you: Only a lil on this bloggggg Want to RP with you: ALWAYS AND FOREVER Ship with you: Not yettttt Want to ship with you: ye. Always LMFAO-

"...I expected to speak to some corporate drone about this weapons deal. Aren't you the Vice President?" }

The shock was something he paid half a mind to as he fixed up his tie once more. A small tilt of the head with his own brow raised as the hands left his tie and moved behind his back.

"Yes, I am the Vice President of Hyperion itself. I hope it's not an inconvenience of sorts. I deal in Mercenary Relations and it was determined by the CEO that it would be best if I overviewed the weapons deal."

Now his hands moved to be in front, a hand wave to the other man to make himself comfortable as he picked up a few documents on the table in front of him. Reading them over before placing them down with practiced neatness.

send 🚢 or ( 'SHIP' ) if you ever considered shipping our characters romantically and want me to fill out the following form for our muses. bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply. feel free to add more if you think certain options are missing or you just want to add more.

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( what specifically? )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

'your affection' prompts . accepting

Charles was good - one of the best, really. But at the end of the day, he was a single man against an army they didn't understand perfectly and moved differently from the triads he was used to dealing with. Melissa's position was not usually one that brought additional risk to her life - people in the business she was in knew better than shoot the messenger, after all.

But the Boxers thought otherwise - and the way she was taken after a shift at the bar to somewhere secluded and close to the pier was evidence enough. Messenger or not, she was helping Charles - and they were not taking it lightly.

The barmaid never knew how she was found so fast - there had been no way to call for help, no slip in the captors' routine where the brunette could have messaged her friend (a label she insisted on, despite the original business ties that had brought them together). But it wasn't until much later, when she was having her bruises tended to (which looked far better than Charles' own wounds), that Melissa realized.

Her phone - there was a tracker on her phone. That was how the main enforcer and protector of the Jade Dragons had found her, wasn't it?

When Melissa asked him about it, the man averted his gaze from her face to the hand he was bandaging - but the barmaid inhaled sharply and held him (or the best she could do without disturbing his work). There were no words there - but the honey colored hues that stared at Charles were not angry, upset or even disappointed.

Melissa was grateful that he cared so much.

And even after saying she didn't mind it, Charles seemingly had trouble accepting her gratitude. Instead, he tidied up her place, cooked a full meal for both of them and once the worst of his cuts and bruises had been taken care of, the Jade Dragon enforcer had sat down in front of her with a necessaire from her bathroom. There was only the shade of a smile on Charles' face when the barmaid quietly asked him about what the fuck he was going to do.

"They chipped it," Charles replied matter-of-factly, and Melissa's facial expression was likely comical in return - did he seriously mean to...?

As far as personal routines went, the barmaid always had less than perfect nail polish on; she worked at a kitchen and had a busy day to worry about the state of her hands (as long as they were clean, she was happy). But to actually watch Charles embody that seriousness while working on removing the old vestiges and then get her ready for fresh coatings had Melissa stunned and silent.

Was it all part of his apology for allowing her to get hurt? Was Charles merely enjoying that closeness to someone for a period of time (just like she was)? And even if it was all an excuse - where the hell had a man trained to kill others learned these skills?

(Well, he did cook and clean. If he was also able to iron clothes perfectly, Melissa was a step closer from outright asking his hand in matrimony.)