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So I have a new Character and potentially a new Fanfic from her!

Name: Astrid Summer Moon

Age: 26

Family: Olivia Summers(Mother-Deceased)

Ms Moon (Adopted Mother)

Shadow Moon (Older Half-Brother)

Love Interest would be Mad Sweeney.

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Laura: Back me up, Sweeney.

Sweeney: Whatever she said, she’s right, and fuck you, Wednesday.

Wednesday: I wasn’t even in this conversation, the fuck?

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Mr Town's flunky: I don’t know anything about that.

Mad Sweeney: Playing dumb, huh? Well, I'm well versed in that.

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Do you think Sweeney's ever in a bar and he manages to convince someone to make a bet with him that he can't hit the bullseye with three darts in a row. And Laura's like, what the fuck are you doing? And he's like ssh be cool, he's gonna buy me a drink, I used to do this all the time, just stand riiiiight here next to me.

Everyone goes crazy clapping and cheering when he gets that perfect score and they think it's kinda cute and cheesy when he says, oh, she's my lady luck, but Laura just glares at him like, you're using me to win free beer? For real? You're using your divine powers to win at darts?

He's just settled into his victory pint when she says "hey, kinda sucks how I have all your luck, maybe one day I'll just disappear and leave you high and dry". She says it to be shitty, because that's the only way she really knows how to be with him. She expects that he'll banter something shitty back at her. She very secretly hopes he'll get upset and beg her not to leave.

Instead he just stares at her with an expression she can't read, and eventually she gets uncomfortable and changes the subject.

"I know a bar with one of those test-your-strength machines, wanna hustle someone else?"

They win a lot of free drinks that night.

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Request from @athena83 for Mad Sweeney with the prompts "I never thought I'd be so lucky, especially not in this lifetime." and "Are you going to kiss me or keep staring?"

WARNINGS: rough kiss, allusion to sex

Luck of the Irish  

Tag list: @athena83; @benicioqueen; @rhyatt-deauxtreve

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Shadow: Are you fighting or flirting?

Sweeney: Yes.

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Laura has a type.

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Wanna try your luck? All my luck is yours, dead wife.

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Mad Sweeney edits

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Mad Sweeney

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“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘥-𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯, 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵, 𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘖𝘯𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶.” ❖ ❖

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Shadow: Jellyfish have survived 600,000 years without brains.

Wednesday: A ray of hope for Sweeney.

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Oh, I see. Somethin’s changed. You’re too gone on the dead girl to do your part. The fuck I am. Oh, yeah. I can taste it. Salty. You trying to pick a fight with me, is that it

requested by @fenrirulven

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mad sweeney & laura + pep talks

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I’m gonna tell you something… This is gallows ground you’re walking.