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“𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔, 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝑾𝒊𝒇𝒆” #AmericanGods RP Parody, Fake, Fan Account

[꧁𝓜𝓪𝓭 𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷𝓮𝔂 ꧂ Hiatus @WheresMeCoin]

“𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒.”

🍀Mad Sweeney
🍀Leprechaun
🍀#AmericanGodsRP
🍀New to character, not new to RP
🍀Open to SL’s; crossovers and AU’s welcome!

[࿐𝓦𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷, 𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓹𝓸𝓸𝓵࿐ @WhatFourthWall]

Fact 👇👇👇

[꧁𝓜𝓪𝓭 𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷𝓮𝔂 ꧂ Hiatus @WheresMeCoin]

Her entire post completely proves this nugget of wisdom.

#JusticeForJohnnyDepp

[꧁𝓜𝓪𝓭 𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷𝓮𝔂 ꧂ Hiatus @WheresMeCoin]

@QuodDeamMorte - every way.

The cheap, old motel bed squeaked and banged against the wall as he took her, but he didn’t care.

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@QuodDeamMorte - only made it as far as baring his chest and dropping his jeans to his ankles before grabbing the entity and chucking her onto the bed.

He was on her before she stopped bouncing. She was cold like Dead Wife, but the resemblance ended there. Death was a thousand times better in-

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@QuodDeamMorte - For being the embodiment of Death, she was certainly a saucy minx. How come the two of them hadn’t run into each other across all these centuries.

They wheeled into the parking lot a few minutes later. Grabbing her by the wrist, he practically ran into the motel room.

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@QuodDeamMorte “It’s not far, luv. Jus’ a few more blocks.”

She was certainly eager, Sweeney thought. And, if she had bothered to look at his jeans, she would have seen just how eager he was, too.

He glanced down when she rested her hand on his thigh and then he looked over at her again. -

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@QuodDeamMorte - trouble.”

He worked quickly to get Death out of the shop and back into the car, rushing back to the motel before she changed her mind.

[꧁𝓜𝓪𝓭 𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷𝓮𝔂 ꧂ Hiatus @WheresMeCoin]

@QuodDeamMorte Nothing wagered, nothing gained, Sweeney reckoned.

And this wager had paid off. He looked down at the diminutive Death and squeezed her hand when she took his.

“Sorry, darlin’,” he said to the shop girl. “No sale today. But you can keep those coins I gave you for your -

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@QuodDeamMorte - and decided to just go ahead and put it out there.

“Luv, do you really want to get a dress an’ go this party? Or do you want to come back to my place an’ shag? You don’t need a fancy dress for that.”

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@QuodDeamMorte There she was, giving him that look again. It was nice to have a pretty woman giving him those eyes after having to put up with Dead Wife for so long.

That woman was a complete misery and would do good to move on from this life and into the next.

Sweeney returned Death’s gaze -

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@QuodDeamMorte - toward Death. “We’re goin’ to a very nice garden party. Can you find somethin’ that works for that. Oh… an’ don’t touch her for measurements or anythin’. She’s got this personal space issue, ya see?”

Sweeney gave the clerk a half dozen gold coins to ease things along.

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@QuodDeamMorte That was a very good question; how did buying a dress for a woman work? Sweeney mulled that over as he opened the door for Death to enter the shop.

He caught the eye of a shop clerk. And waved them over.

“This lass needs somethin’ pretty for Easter,” he said, hooking a thumb -