Mad King

Indie Mad Sweeney/Lugh | Show, mythology and headcanon based | Slightly canon divergent | AU and crossover friendly | Written by Wolf

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are you okay?

difficult question

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Well that was a hell of a long break lmao

[the-edge-is-real-deactivated202]

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„ maybe i said the right things wrong. “

Mad Sweeney huffs in contempt, giving her an angry glare. “The fuck ya talkin’ about? Ya can’t say right things wrong. If the’re right they’re right, doesn’t fuckin’ matter how they’re said. If someone can’t handle the truth they’re a dickless coward.”

[ayliffe]

ultimately i think we all want someone who will tenderly wipe the blood off our face

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orchestrahearts​:

“You be nice to Jesus, humans are the ones who latched onto the idea of him,” she says, giving him a stern look. “Whatever happens to him with this war, he’s brought it on himself.”

“Ain’t gonna be nice to that greasy hippy,” he groans. “He didn’t make any effort to leave us even just fuckin’ crumbs of what he got. He’s not around to be pissy about it, so why act like ya like him?”

[karverkaris-deactivated20180324]

You have my permission not to love me; I am a cathedral of deadbolts and I’d rather burn myself down than change the locks.

Rachel McKibbens  (via sea-change)

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timidstrcngth​:

open     mutuals only

“ can ….. c—can you s—slow down ? all of this is so f—fasci—fascinating , i w—wish to get it a—all down for l—later ….. “

Sweeney sits cross-legged a few feet away, tapping his big toe with a ring-adorned thumb. “Is it? They’re just fuckin’ old stories.”

[lesbiantiana]

if you hug me hard enough I make a squeaky toy sound

[midnightmurdershow]

American Gods (2017 - ) Season 01 Episode 01 “The Bone Orchard” Directed by David Slade

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orchestrahearts​:

“I’d describe it more as a partnership with Media,” she corrects. “I require rituals and she has a way to have them continue under a holiday that bears my name.” She bites her lip thoughtfully. “As for what is required to win a war, he’s able to get allies with the charm and skills he possesses. And I wouldn’t put it past him to already have a plan in mind that he hasn’t disclosed.” She doesn’t always like that old wolf, but she knows not to underestimate him.

“A Christian holiday,” he corrects, blunt as ever. “Humans only think of that Jesus cunt durin’ it.” Fucking asshole stealing from everyone, gaining so much worship without ever doing anything on his own. “He and his fuckin’ plans,” he groans. “I fuckin’ hope the New Gods rip him a new one. Would be great if it destroys them in the process.” 

[crimemob-deactivated20190524]

What’s your deepest kink?

Idk. I’m a romantic. So I guess committing murder together

[marmorissa-deactivated20200813]

In the mood to make a beautiful man growl and moan “fuck” repeatedly but anyway

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thegoodandthegreat​:

 took a bite of the orange slice he had. “I love alcohol in all forms and ways, you know that” He said as he held the little straw with the umbrella on.  He smiled as he raised his glass and smiled at the man. Yep, he could easily tell it was a horrible time.

“One-eyed lying cunt? I guess he is not the role boss anyone would expect” He made a pause to look into his eyes as if he was trying to guess what it was on his head. “Why don’t you go working for me? I don’t demand sacrifice in blood. I’m old, but not old-fashioned, you know?” He asked tilting his head to the right. 

Mad Sweeney cocks an eyebrow, a playful grin tugging at his lips. “Any form and way? Any? so ye’d inhale alcoholic gas? or...drink it off someone’s mouth?”

His playful grin disappears. “Who’d expect that? Satan? Even he’s havin’ a blast in Los Angeles with his demons. He’s a fuckin’ lyin’ cunt, that’s why he fools so many of ya.” And fooled Sweeney at first too. 

The offer’s even more surprising. He takes a sip of his Southern Comfort and Coke to steady himself. “Fuckin’ Bean Sdhi beard, Eros, it’s too late. I owe him. Ya know how war gods are, especially with blood debts. If I could leave him I would.”