Eddsworld x Reader Drabbles
Warnings: None! Might get suggestive thoughâŚ
Authorâs note: Thisâll be split into parts :3 How many ? Idk !! Iâll edit this post to add the links if i ever get to it.
> Tom is of particular interest to anyone he encounters. He stands out, and not just because of his literal voids-for-eyes, but because of that damn attitude.
> In 2024, itâs addressed as the sassy man apocalypse, but universally, Tom is dubbed an asshole⌠amongst a bunch of other very colorful colloquialisms.
> When Tom chooses to speak to anyone, itâs not the accent that swings first, itâs the quickness of his âdonât careâ response that uppercuts, and he relishes in watching people struggle to find the words to respond.
> For whatever fantastical and universal reason, when he came across you, things were different⌠and no, he didnât change overnight because he saw you and it was âlove at first sightâ. More so, your ability to rebuttal his stupidity stood out.. and he wanted to know what made you.. you.
> Admittedly, when you met Tom, you were hooked. Something about having a taste for men with a less than stellar track record.. and thatâs putting it lightly.
> The light and unintentional tan, the eyes, the dirty blonde hair, the piercings, the way the moles on his face were placed in an aesthetically pleasing way⌠need you go on?
> You pondered if he had any muscle to match the verbal punches he gave those around him.
> He definitely smells like alcohol.. but youâre also picking up the scent of âmale manipulatorâ cologne.. itâs soft but itâs there.
> Totally random, but are those fuzzy dice hanging off the side of his jeans? Amazing. Goes well with the mini harpoon gun keychain next to it.
> â..and this is Tom! Tom, say hi to y/n!â The taller boy in green motioned to the freak in blue, and you beamed as you waved at him. He came prepared, however, with an umbrella that naturally blocked your rays. In other words, he had a resting bitch face.
> Cliche, but you knew that if push came to shove, he cared about hurting othersâ he has emotions. You just didnât know how much it would take for him to show them.
> You had all the time in the world⌠well! Technically, as much time as your landlord wanted to give you when renewing the lease. You and the three taller boys in front of you lived in the same complex. You needed a place to stay while studying away at uni.. and this place was perfect. The fact new friends came with it was a plus you didnât really see coming.
>âTwiddling with your hair isnât gonna make it grow any longer.â a gruff voice said. You looked up to match the voice with Tom. His voice sounds like he just woke up from a bad hangover, and honestly you wouldnât be surprised if that was the exact scenario. Considering, wellâŚ
> âAnd drinking more wonât make the problems any better,â you retorted and gestured towards him and his flask , âexhibit A.â The blue boy was taken a back, clearly by the way his facial expression illustrated confusion.
> âSome people do it for the fun of it.â
> âSome people should really pick up a book if they consider taking a swigsâ a hobby..â
> âMake the book high school biology, yes.â what a nerdy response , you say you yourself.
> The two of you stared each other down. Honestly though, what was there to stare into? Trying to find his soul was like walking in the dark, really. Your peripheral vision caught the redhead and the green hoodie boy fidgeting in place, so you knew to stop here.
> To your surprise, Tomâs face then broke character with a smile.
> Toothy, sly, and alluring. Your face was heating up. The way his lips curled.. it was something you wanted to see more often. Itâs decided then.
> âYouâre different, y/n, Iâll give you that.â You then snapped back into reality after feeling his hand land on your shoulder a little rough like.. especially since the spiked bracelet he wore on that hand jabbed a little into your skin.
> Make no mistake, you were attracted to him surface level. However, you wanted to know more. Little did you know he shared the same sentiment.
> Tom sucks at compliments. No, really! Especially when heâs crushing on someone.
> He doesnât want anyone to find out. Which is code for he doesnât wanna seem vulnerable to anyone. His rationale is if he were to compliment someone, that person and the others around them will get to thinking.
> You, however, are blissfully unaware.
> Tom sucks at hiding his feelings. Shit, he sucks at hiding anything in general. He wears his emotions on his sleeves, and then expresses them in a pretty fucked up way. So, no, your ignorance isnât because heâs good at bottling things in. Itâs because youâre genuinely empty in the noggin.
> Everyone around you knows. Tom knows everyone knows. Itâs just better if he gaslights himself into thinking otherwise, it helps him sleep at night.
> Your presence amongst the group is almost a daily occurrence. Edd tries to throw hints, but theyâre drowned out but Tomâs sudden outbursts.
> Sudden outbursts could range from burping, shouting vulgarities, injuring himself âby accidentâ and then channeling his inner sailor some more, or punches to the arm of the messenger. You take your guess, heâs probably done the latter.
> Back to the compliments. There was a particular time where Matt and you decided to have a silly little shopping trip. His invite! You guys went around 10 in the morning, only to come back to Mattâs apartment around 8 in the night. To your surprise, you see Edd and Tom already comfortable on the couch. Tom was in a tight band t-shirt and some sweats, while Edd wore a silly creeper onesie.
> âHow was the adventure you two?â Edd hums and smiles. You struggled with your bags and gently placed them down to the side. You had quite a few and your arms felt a wave of relief once you set them down. âI had so much fun! Matt was super helpful in my wardrobe cleanse mission.â
> Matt frowned slightly as he set his bags down and his hands magnetized to his hips, â Whatâdya mean cleanse? We didnât buy cleaning supplies!â You giggled at his empty headed moment and changed the subject.
> âWant a fashion show?â You smiled once you noticed Eddâs visible excitement at the prospect. You also couldnât help but notice Tom shifting in his seat at the mention. You took a glance in that direction and decided to be a little direct.
> âHow about you, Tom?â He cringed at your question. Again, not because of your doing.. necessarily⌠but because he was nervous. His head was being imaginative, put it like that.
> ââŚWhatever..â He mumbled, and you shrugged it off. Fashion show time!
> You and Matt were having fun doing silly poses and pretending to vouge. Edd was super encouraging, loved every outfit, and even clapping to the music that was playing. Tom, however, was sunken in the sofa with his arms crossed just glaring at the floor.
> Tom isnât and wasnât going to praise you. Again, he had a weird stigma about compliments.
> However, those lowrise bell bottom jeans with that studded belt and that fitted sleeved shirt in what he knows is your favorite color. He couldnât help but stare at your waist and what little view of your chest your shirt had to offer.
> You noticed how Tom rose in his seat, and felt your face break into a sly smile at the realization that he was interested. His face screamed that sentiment. Everyone noticed it too, and it quickly got silent.
> You try to poke. âWhatâs with the face, nerd.â
> He deflected next. âYou look stupid.â
> âNot gonna repeat myself twice.â
> âIf I didnât know any better, Iâd say Iâve piqued your interest.â
> âYou fucking wish. Iâd never be into someone like you. Honestly, youâre such an airââ
> âHey Tom, your face is really red⌠are you okay?â
> âYeah.. Tom⌠you look like youâre suffocating! Iâve never seen you so-â
> Tom threw up his hands in surrender and shouted âIâm out!â With that, he stood up and walked out. There was a brief moment of silence before there was a slam of the door. You looked back at your friends and sighed, âSorry guys.. maybe I took it too far..â
> âSeriously..?â Matt facepalmed.
> âWhat..! I Already said sââ
> âWhat Matt means to say is, have you really not noticed yet?â Edd asked genuinely concerned. You looked at him and laughed awkwardly before realizing he was serious. âWhatâs.. what.. huh..? What did I do.. wait- whatâs going on?â
> âTom is whipped for you, y/n,â Matt exclaimed, âEven I knew that!â You felt your face heat up and your head whipped around to face both at them.
> âHuh..?â is all you could manage out before you focused on Edd.
> âYes! He just doesnât know how to express it.â You swing your head to look over to Matt and begin to twitch, âHe needs to figure it out then!â
> âThatâs the thing y/n, he doesnât do that all the time. Itâs just with you. Sure him and I have our moments, and then there was Tord, but those two genuinely couldnât get along. Have you not noticed that after your arguments how he hides his face-â Matt then interjects, âOr that time when it was your birthday, and he helped you clean cake off your face after arguing about how much of a slob you were,â Edd then copied Matt, âor when you had just failed your chemistry exam, and all you could do was sulk and watch My Little Pony, and so he stayed the night with you saying the excuse that-â and in unison the two sung: âIâm bored, and terrorizing y/n sounds like fun.â
> You felt your face heat up recalling just those handful of moments. âI thought he was just being a friendâŚâ you mumbled.
> âIt wouldâŚ! If it was anyone but Tom, of course.â Edd chuckled and shrugged. He was right.
> The MLP binge watch weekend shouldâve been so obvious. I mean, come on, you two shared a throw blanket and your legs intertwined with his. Tom isnât touchy with anyone. You had failed a chemistry exam, yes. It got especially emotional since that week you were already feeling homesick, and you had sacrificed phone time with your family to study.. and failure. When Tom came over, youâd cry everytime the episode had a familial lessonâ it sucked. Next thing you knew, Tom put aside your one sided beef when he wrapped you into a tight hug.
> âWell what nowâŚ?â
> âRun to him!!!â Matt exclaimed dramatically.
> Do you even wanna give the punk rock boy a chance?
> Laying there sprawled out across his bed was Tom. His bed was the safe haven in the mess that was his room.
> Dirty room. Very Cluttered. Clothes scattered the floors, clean and dirty. It smelled like his cologne took a stroll through a bar.. minus the pungent scent of stomach acid.
> His bed consisted of his precious Tomee bear, two pillows with gray cases on them, and 6 blankets. Half of those blankets were throws, but still.. why so many blankets?
> Posters scattered across his room walls. Old band posters, classic anime franchises, and a few posters of video game crushes he had over the years. In the corner was a cluster of polaroids of all his friends! Yes, Tord included⌠and yes, even you.
> Tom found himself shifting his gaze from the white ceiling to that corner. There was a picture you took where he was caught mid laugh and you took the opportunity and posed with your polaroid. He loved that picture, to the point where he placed it in a position where it would be the first one his eyes went for. That day, he thought you looked the prettiest. Not like you donât look pretty everyday, itâs just that one he appreciated because you were in bliss. All he could do that entire night was fight back a smile when you smiled, when you laughed, and when you looked at him with those caring warm eyes.
> âWhat am I thinkingâŚâ He groaned and threw his hands over his face. He wants to tell you, trust, he really does! Heâs just.. afraid of rejection.
> Itâs a pretty typical fear amongst many people. So he wasnât alone. He just feels humiliated and embarrassed for having weaknesses. What if those feelings transferred to the relationship? Is there even a potential relationship.
> Gosh you were so pretty to him. He loved every detail about you. There wasnât a moment he didnât fantasize about you. Heâd probably take you to a museum for a first date.
> Tom loves art. Itâs kinda obvious. Unless you view music and art as separate catagories that never merge.. then I donât know what to tell you.
> He noticed what kind of media you consume, which was a lot of animation, and he wanted to explore other genres with you on that first date. So what better place than a museum?
> It shook the man out of his fantastical wonderland, and he shot up.
> Tom has this terrible habit of opening the door without checking the peephole. Opening the door he found himself devoid of air coming face to face with the person in front of them.
> You werenât wearing the outfit you were modeling earlier. To be fair itâs been about 2 hours since then. You were wearing a silly cat onesie, and in your hand was a reusable grocery bag. Unknown to him, you gambled on having a sleepover with him, and in your bag was a bunch of ingredients to make milkshakes.
> He didnât have the energy to disguise the emotions he was feeling, and leaning against the door frame, he spoke to break the ice.
> âUhh, whatâs- Whatâs up ?â
> âWanna have a sleepover?â, you smiled and shifted the bag to the front of your knees and grabbed it with both hands.
> âUhmm..â he shifted off the doorframe and let out an unsure sigh. Grabbing the ends of his fitted band tee, he pulled and looked behind him.
> âIf itâs a mess youâre worried about, I donât mind! I can even help you clean up.â you offered.
> âOh no- you.. you donât have to do that. Uh. Iâm down, I was just caught off guard because when you showed up I was zoned out.â he nervously laughed and opened his door wider, gesturing for you to walk in.
> You walked in and set the grocery bag down on the kitchen island to the left. He went straight for the bag and started snooping while you started picking up items to clear the space you were going to get comfortable in.
> âSmirnoffâŚ?â He said in an almost childlike wonder way.
> âAh, yeah,â you started, âI remembered it was your go to at bars, and I wanted to see how it would taste in a milkshake.â
> âAlso, Tom, We need to talk.. but donât get mad with me.â
> Tom scoffed and turned around to start the dishes, âI could never be mad at you y/n, donât be stupid.â
> âI donât, actually. I feel like some of our bickers are not jokes.â
> âWell to clarify, Iâm only teasing.â
> âBack to the point, Tom,â you started and he hummed in response, âI like you Tom.â
> âYeah me too y/n. Youâre fun to be around.â
> âNono, Tom, I mean.. romantically.â
> The sound of dishes stopped with a crash of glass. Nothing broke, but it was loud enough to startle you.
> You stood up and turned to look towards Tom to see him standing there with wide white eyes and a red face.
> âWhat..?â He said like a child, and it made you laugh.
> âYeah, I love being around you, I like your presence.. albeit I could live without the insults, but I love your sass and your jokes. Youâre funny, youâre pretty, and I wanna know more about you.. more than the Tom I know.â
> âI donât even know what to say in this situation, but know I do feel the same. I feel strongly..? If I could jump off the walls like a damn molecule, I would. Y/n, I really like you too.â
> âOh what a relief. For a second, you had me believing that the boys were wrong.â
> Tom laughed.. out loud. It made your heart melt because it was a genuine one for once, âYou dummy! Iâm sure you had Edd and Matt biting their fingernails in frustration over this.â
> âiâm sorry I didnât notice sooner!â
> âIâm just happy you noticed at all.â
