Mad Sweeney

indie rp blog for MAD SWEENEY from American Gods. Written by Ember.

[debtcanceled]

 🎤 Meeeee

' It¹s for the strong, not for the weak. In light and dark dimension. '

[debtcanceled]

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' Cause smokin' an trippin' is all that you do. '

[schreiberpablo]

[loisnclark]

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[phdinrage]

THE 👏 FACT 👏 THAT 👏THERE 👏 IS 👏 A 👏 STIGMA 👏 ON 👏 FEMALE 👏 AND 👏 OC 👏 MUSES 👏 WHO 👏 LIKE 👏 SHIPPING 👏 WHEN 👏 99% 👏 OF 👏 CANON 👏 MALE 👏 MUSES 👏 ONLY 👏 WRITE 👏 SHIPS 👏 AND 👏 SMUT 👏 IS 👏 BULLSHIT

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thatslayer​:

@debtcanceled​ said, “ careful… you’ve never had to fight me before.”

              “Dude, I planted your face on the pavement last week outside Dairy Queen. Who are you playin’ up for? Nobody here to impress but, hey.  You wanna go a few rounds? Let’s go. Dukes up, Big Red. Let’s see what you got.”

                                      emotionally intense prompts ;; accepting

“Aye, that was -” he fumbles his words at her accusation. Oh, she’s a sour fuckin’ grape, she is. He would be grateful to be done and rid of her if he could get her off his mind for an inch of a second. Can’t she just let him rest? He mutters awkwardly, “Your memory’s too damn long.”

[debtcanceled]

I don’t wanna bum the dash so I’ll hide the rest of this.

Some of you already know but for those who don’t know my activity has been really low because my mom is ill. I really don’t want to talk about that here at all but it’s really really serious. My activity will continue to be spotty but I don’t want my rp partners to think it’s because of them. It’s not. I really love you guys and I really appreciate everyone who has reached out to me since her diagnosis. Thank you guys all of you. Your kindness and words of love and support have really given me strength that I didn’t know was possible. I’m not leaving but I will continue to not be regularly on here due to being with my family at this difficult time so thank you for understanding too.

[schreiberpablo]

Okay, you’re a little tall for a leprechaun. That’s a stereotype. And represents a very narrow view of the world.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!! 💚🍀

[debtcanceled]

thatslayer​:

              “So let ‘em. Nothing I can’t handle. What, I was just supposed to let him kill you?” she reaches for the rag and gently twists it out of his hand, presses her tongue against the inside of a swollen cheek, “I got it.” and she does, truly. Not like it’s the first time she’s ever tended to her own bruises, broken skin and bones. She gingerly folds a bloody bottom lip in, brushes her tongue against it to soothe some of the sting, “So, what’s the deal? What do they want with you?”

“They’re after my fucking coin is what the deal is. A coin I don’t have.” he grumbles softly as she stubbornly takes the rag from him. It is probably her telling him to get out of her personal bubble but he chooses not to take that hint. She has several stray waves that Sweeney brushes off her forehead with his thumb, “Yeah. You could’ve decided to let us brawl. You’d be done with one of us at the end of it and better off for it but you stuck your neck out for me. Why? And don’t gimme any shit about being a hero.” he warns and cups her cheek gently against his palm, “Come on girl.”

[schreiberpablo]

[debtcanceled]

Plotted starter for @perfectdisastcr

The jammed traffic is a godsend when Sweeney forces his way through the afternoon crowd to the curb and finds an uber driver held up by a line of passing cars. Oh this bullshit. He knows it’ll backfire on him but he’s got no choice. He has to get out of the city and he’s got to get out right now. 

He bounds for the car and yanks the driver’s door open, pulls the poor fucker out and tosses him to the curb. A moment later he’s behind the wheel and peeling out into oncoming traffic with no idea the uber had a fare.

[schreiberpablo]

Mad Sweeney is an Old God descended from the original god of luck. He’s been kicking around the states in this most recent incarnation in America as a down-on-his-luck, self-described leprechaun. – Pablo Schreiber

[debtcanceled]

“We’ll have to see what we can salvage from the wreckage.”

“Yeah, well I told you. My luck’s run dry. That crashed shuttle is on you. Sort through the debris yourself, I’ll make better time on foot. And you can tell Starfleet to kiss my fat, white ass.”

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thatslayer​:

             “Are you seriously taking all the credit for gettin’ your stupid ass thrown through a marble wall? How exactly did that save my life?”

“It distracted that rye fucker, didn’t it? A little bit of gratitude wouldn’t kill ya.” he says without breaking character. She’s completely right of course. He seems to have a bottomless hoard set aside just for kickings of his own ass. Sweeney takes a rag from her and dips it in the bowl of warm water, “Daft bint. They’re gonna come gunnin’ for us now. Both of us.” he wrings the water out and tenderly dabs at blood on her lip, “Hold still.”

[skulandcrossbones]

WHEN PERSON A GENTLY TOUCHES PERSON B’S SCARS  (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[skulandcrossbones]

when person b is so accustomed to violence that they don’t know how to react to gentle touch (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[schreiberpablo]

You get to find who he is. And that was wonderful for me just to get involved with… I talked to [the writers and Pablo] about the fact that when I wrote the book I had this huge Mad Sweeney backstory that I never actually got to tell. I got to tell it to them, and they got to take the stuff that I gave them and build something big and beautiful and completely mad with it. – Neil Gaiman

[debtcanceled]

{ - stranded meme - } “Are you okay?”

“Oh, I’m just swell. A day without gettin’ my ass kicked by a teenaged Cornsilk Queen contestant is a day without fuckin’ sunshine. Was anybody gonna tell me that the damn cornsilk girls were scarecrow demons or was I supposed to find that out when their fists were in m’face?”