*/ BLOODTHIRSTY MAN !

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@pcpermccns​   ( THOMAS SHELBY  )

  WRY SMILE GRACES FEATURES  /  fingers tug gently on the tie wrapped round, half choking, still unused to the restrictive clothes of this place. more used to the flowing shirts he wears to work, even the jeans would be better than the slacks he wears now.  “  you think night cap can spend some time without us ?  “  a short laugh,  “  or will we return to a disaster ?  i’m hedging my bets on a minor emergency being called in before the night is through.  “

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“oh, WOWIE. you look so cute.” jester mused, both hands clasped together in front of her. “could’ve used a bit more glitter here and there but that’s fine, not everyone’s cut out to shine that bright. boring’s cute too, you know.” her usual accent slurred at the end of her sentence, almost as if hiding something from the other person — a beaming smile flashing across her lips afterwards.

    A RUEFUL HEAD SHAKE MEETS WORDS   /   he’s unaccustomed to being called boring of all things, then again, the clothing for the party isn’t his  usual  style,  lacking in the gold threads, the careful beading. his treasure trove of rings and necklaces.  “  better ways to  shine  than that you know.  “  he could spot mischief a mile away, still, a what was a party without mischief ?  what was a wedding without a death ?  these times were gold, and boring. 

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( mahesh jadu. cismale. game of thrones. ) It looks like OBERYN MARTELL has been transported to France as the MANAGER at NIGHT CAP. HE is a THIRTY SEVEN year old CANON  more under the cut !

AESTHETIC.   orange desert sand, the warmth of the sun, green leaves wilting in the heat, red sun rising like an early warning, HONEY ON THE SPEAR - LET THEM TASTE ME IN THE WOUND, the way the sun extinguishes itself against the horizon, blood a sunrise in your palms the creases of your life lands stained peach. I HAVE LOVED - I HAVE BURNED BRIGHTER THAN A THOUSAND SUNS.  heat mirages wavering in the blindign light of the day, affection, like a knife shining in the light impaled fruit, dripping. DESPERATE TIMES CALL FOR DESPERATE PLEASURES.  revenge, pumping blood, clenched fists.

PREVIOUS LIFE + CURRENT

oberyn was pulled before his fight with the mountain, and he remembers EVERYTHING he remembers everything about his life, this new one he’s found has the implanted memories shifting like sand against what he’s always known. Working as the manager of the night cap is similar to home in some ways, at least to him, there’s a carnality that’s both repressed and exalted and oberyn is known for his carnality, his appetites and his red blood. under his leadership at the night cap you can guarantee any of his dancers will be well taken care of, and won’t have to worry about a thing. 

THE MUN

hey! i’m mess and i’m hella excited to be here, i’ve been rping for way too long and i’m pretty laid back. if you’re unfamiliar with the characters or source material just shoot me a message i’m a-ok explaining canon.  I also play, Zatanna Zatara, Howard Stark, Caroline Forbes, and Wade Wilson.