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Hi guys, I see your asks, and Iâm working through them đ Iâve been a bit slow to post recently due to school things but im getting things done! So Iâm not ignoring any of you lol, just busy â€ïž.
I know that you all wanted more x readers, but Iâve been sitting on this tomtord thing for a while now, so here it is.
Itâs kind of ass and self-indulgent. Enjoy it or Iâll cryâŠ. Just kidding.
Quiet days - Tom x Tord (eddsworld) â€ïžđ
Things between Tom and Tord were chaotic at best and homicidal at worst. It had been that way since they were teenagers and it most definitely did not get better when they started living together.
Neither of them could trace back to when exactly their romantic endeavors began, but they had become a regular thing to them for years now. Those nights where they ended up entangled after a heated argument. The quiet days that passed by where they could live a mundane life together, pretending things were normal between the two of them.
And there were the questions neither dared ask, too complicated to answer, better left unsaid. Each wondering in silence what this meant to the other. Tom and Tord both knew this wasnât sustainable, like a pack of dynamite laying in waiting for someone to light its fuse.
Which is exactly what made these tender moments between the two of them so much more precious. The rain pouring down outside, still in their pajamas, Tordâs head resting softly on Tomâs chest.
Tom runs his hands through Tordâs hair, staring up at the ceiling. When he looks down, Tordâs eyes peek back at him.
âI thought you were sleeping,â Tom remarks.
Tord rubs one eye. âI was,â he responds, âfor a bit.â He adjusts himself so he lays beside Tom and smiles at him, the kind of mischievous smile that Tom couldnât help but find a little cute. Tom drinks it in, savoring the fleeting sweetness before they go back to trying to tear each other apart again.
On a whim, Tom takes Tordâs face and presses a kiss against his lips. Itâs long and drawn out, and by the end, theyâre both out of breath.
For a moment, neither says anything. Tord interrupts the silence by asking, âWhat the hell was that for?â
Tom scoffs and rolls his eyes⊠as much as he can, anyway. âDonât act like you didnât like it.â It makes both of them laugh.
Itâs gone all too soon, though. Tord pushes away and gets himself out of bed, taking a moment to stretch. Tom lets himself admire the way Tordâs muscles move without saying anything, in the same way he admires everything about Tord in silence. Theyâll always keep each other at armâs length, no matter how close they want to get.
Tord walks to the door, and before he leaves, he turns around. âTom?â
Tom sits up in bed. âWhat?â
Tord shoots him that smile again. âLove you,â he says, and leaves without another word.
Tom scoffs, but as Tord shuts the door, he canât fight the pounding of his heart and the warmth in his cheeks.
(DISCLAIMER: this is based on experiences that I, and my friends have had. This is in NO WAY demonizing anyone who may relate. We all struggled as teens, and we grow as people. Viewer discretion is advised.)
Tom lives a religious upbringing with a shitty stepdad after his real dad was shot. He believes that his dad was taken away because he wasn't holy enough and his new step dad does not do any better to not perpetuate that
Unfortunately he goes online and realizes he might be gay/bisexual and has a crisis over being a sin. He vents and finds a person who he really connects with online, who goes by the name "Starboy." Starboy is well known in these forums for one reason or another, and dubs Tom "Kitty boy" and Tom latches onto it.
To Tomâs surprise, Starboy adds him as a friend online, and the first message he asks is
 âHi, Do you believe in the stars?âÂ
They talk for a while and communicate online publicly, and flirt on main. Followers make jokes about how they should just kiss already and make ship names for them like "Kittystar/Starkitty" or "Boyboy" (lol)Â
Eventually Tom starts venting to "Starboy" and SB responds back. They talk and get close and goad on the followers. Starboy is more forward and playing up the flirts while Tom is nervous about it bc he's genuinely starting to catch feelings for this internet stranger who gave him basic human kindness.
they end up on call and Tom's feelings grow further. Tord has a striking look, light caramel hair with two horns protruding, a snaggle tooth, and heterochromic eyes, grey and red. He finds out Starboy's name is Tord and Tord likes talking with Tom. They talk every day. Tom feels bad that he's the only one venting and Tord asks if he could Vent too.
Tord vents to Tom about his looks. Heâs strangely hyperfixated on how strange he looks. and Tom reassures Tord that he is really pretty and amazing and that he's helped Tom so much. Tord thanks him and casually implies they should meet up.
They do meet up at a place called âStarbank Mallâ and they take lots of photos by the obligatory water fountain in the middle, before Tord falls in and flails about. Tom saves him and laughs about his inability to swim, which Tord gets weirdly pissy about. Tom reassures him that he wont drown, Tom will always be there to catch him. Tord smiles and they post the pics for followers to see, and the ship tags explode. Tom is embarrassed but Tord is not reacting any differently. In fact, Tord asks Tom out. Tom gladly accepts and is happy for the first time in forever.
They have to keep their relationship a secret from Tom's dad however, as he'd kill tom if he found out. Tom tells his friends at school about his newfound relationship with Tord but they are skeptical which makes Tom sad. Tord reassures him that they just don't understand.
Unfortunately a well-meaning but naive friend (maybe Matt??) tells Tom's parents about his concerning relationship and Tom's dad gets pissed that he's "Talking to a girl online" that he didn't know. Tom doesn't correct them but his parents take his phone in concern for his safety.
Itâs around this time that Tom starts receiving letters about everything a âSecret Admirerâ loves about him. The way he moves and speaks, the people he talks to, The love he has for his mom, and of course; his looks. These are strange, and they comment on things that a normal admirer wouldn't know. Tom is flattered but there is a sinking feeling of unease. He decides that these letters canât be from Tord, theyâve barely been dating! Also these letters are just⊠too personal. Itâs creepy⊠With nothing better to do, he studies the writing style, copying it so he can try and match it to any of his classmates or friends.
When he gets his phone back, Tord has gone manic. He's freaking out that they haven't talked in 3 days and that Tom must hate him, he's made 17 vague posts and has self harmed and threatened to khs. Tom immediately goes on damage control and frantically assures tord and makes sure he's not dead and cries and calls tord apologizing and that his phone was taken
Tord forgives him but says that he shouldnât do that again.Tord has issues with abandonment after all and Tom relates.
Tom asks Tord about the letters, but Tord is clueless. Tom sighs in relief and drops the subject, still a little concerned but at least he knows it's not Tord.Â
They call more and one day Tord says he has a surprise for Tom. He looks outside and hello neighbor! Tord is right next door.Â
Tom is ecstatic wondering how he managed to do this! Tord cryptically says that he has his ways.
Tord ends up going to the same school tom goes to and finally meets his friends. Tom is a little upset at the friend who snitched but Tord says that it's ok it's what brought them closer after all!! Tomâs friends, Edd and Matt, hit it off with Tord. Its almost like heâs been apart of the group forever! However, Tom starts to get insecure when he feels almost outcasted in his friendgroup. Heâs more of an introvert after all, and all of his friends are so outgoing. It almost seems like Tord is purposely pushing him outâŠ
Tom loves hanging out with Tord but his friends still mean everything to him. He wants to ask them if he still matters to them, and they try and reassure Tom. Tord however, Suddenly goes radio silent on Tomâs end. He stops talking with tom and is only talking with Edd and Matt. Tom asks Tord if he did anything wrong and Tord, non-committally says that tomâs not giving him proper attention, so heâs just creating space.
Tom apologizes, begging tord not to leave him. Tord eventually forgives tom and to make it up to tord, Tom lets him spend the night at his place, something Tom usually wouldn't allow because of his dad.
Tord comes over and starts talking about the stars and how beautiful they are. Heâs fascinated by them, speaking as if he was truly there in space once upon a time. Tom is enamored by Tord, who then turns to Tom to say how pretty he is and how nice his room and life are. Strangely, saying things that the constant letters that Tom is receiving are sayingâŠ.
But as Tom is starting to connect the dots, Tord holds his face, looking into his eyes. Tom knows that heâs in love, but doesn't know what to do. Tord starts leaning in for a kiss when Tom's dad bursts in. He recognizes whatâs going on and yells at Tom for being a sinner and (almost) kissing a boy.
Tom cries and defends Tord and tries to stand up to his father, but Tord is kicked out. The Father yells at Tord for corrupting his son and tells him that he looks like a freak, and that he will never be welcome in this house. The last thing Tom sees before his father slams the door is Tordâs face, and he looks completely blank.
Tom later sneaks over to Tordâs and apologizes for not standing up for him more but he's scared of his dad. Tom is being sent to pray the gay away camp. He doesn't wanna go or be forced to stop talking to Tord, and Tord doesn't want that either. Tord then hatches a plan to get Tom's step dad to get off his back forever.Â
"Tom, your step dad sucks anyways! Think of it like we are the reparations for his sins! WE are the angels sent to enact God's will!"
Tom is shocked, he can't hurt his dad! Tord reassures him. They wont be hurting him, they are just going to get a little revenge for all the mean things he said to them. Long story short, the âharmless prankâ is sabotaged and kills Tomâs stepdad. Tom is wracked with guilt, but Tord reassures him.
âNow you wonât be sent away! Look, your mom got his money and can take less hours at her job! She seems happier, and we can be happy together too!!â
Tom is rethinking everything as Tord is trying on some of Tomâs hoodies. Heâs rereading the letters heâs receiving about his looks and his life. and looking at the happy texts from his friends in the group chat as they joke with Tord. Something just doesnât feel right at all. He looks over to Tordâs house from his window and realizes that inside is completely barren. Untouched, cob-webs and stagnant.
Tomâs mom starts to coddle Tord. As she does, Tom sneaks out of his window to look at Tordâs room. Its empty. Its like no one actually lives here. All there seems to be is a desk, computer, papers and pens, and several pictures of Tom. Tom is now very freaked out. These are from way before they met⊠But one photo is different.Â
The picture is taken from another personâs point of view. What is the picture of?
Tord.
Smiling and looking happily at the camera, as he holds the hand of the unknown person taking the picture. The picture is dated 3 years ago, with the name âTord Shieldsâ and the date on the picture.
Tom takes the picture and goes to the computer monitor and looks around. Tom looks on the old forums that he and âStarboyâ would talk on, and looks at the private messages. Several messages were sent, similar to the ones that âStarboyâ would send him. All to different people. Tom feels like he should feel upset, but all it does is make his stomach churn in fear. Especially as he gets to a message dated 3 years ago, from another account named âStarboyâÂ
âLetâs meet up.â
Tom, fearing his suspicions, makes a quick google search.
Tord Shields. A missing personâs report.
Last seen leaving his house to meet up with a person he met online
⊠3 years ago.
Tom is fully freaked out now. Was this the real Tord? Was this person faking Tordâs identity? What is going on? Who is that boy in his house?
Tom, in a blind panic, runs back to his house, only to overhear a conversation between âTordâ and his mom. âTordâ tells Tomâs mom that he wants to join Tomâs family, that he thinks it's time they officially get together. âTordâ waxes poetic about how the stars have brought them together and that he would like Tomâs momâs blessing for her son.
As he says this, Tom peers in and notices that Tord is wearing Tomâs clothes. And his hair is eerily styled the same way. And when Tord turns to the window, Tom notices his eyes are now the same color as his. Black. Not fully, but enough where Tom could see.Â
Tom doesnât stay around to find out his motherâs answer and starts to run. He runs to Starbank Mall, and breaks in, almost triggering the alarms. He attempts to hide somewhere, only for âTordâ to be there already, by the fountain. A huge fight escalates as Tom finally sees who âStarboyâ truly is. Several alien-like limbs sprout from Starboy as Tom fights for his life.
Tom eventually gets the upper hand on Starboy, and pushes him into the fountain, jumping on top of him and strangling him in the water. Starboy eventually drowns and the limbs fade into stardust. All Tom is left with is the corpse in the water. Escaping the mall, he does accidentally trigger the alarm system and the cops are on their way.
Tom rushes to Starboyâs house and quickly thinks of something to tell the cops. Thinking about the letters he was sent, Tom takes his knowledge on the writing style and copies it to forge a suicide note detailing âTordâsâ anguish at Tom rejecting his proposal due to societal pressure. He runs to his mom in tears and hands her the letter. Unknowing that Tom is crying more out of relief than sadness, his mom comforts him. Tom reassures her that heâs fine. Tord is with the stars now.Â
When questioned by the cops, Tom is afraid they found his finger prints, but they take the suicide note without hesitation. Tom is suspicious and despite it all, prays that the security cameras werenât on that night.
The next day at school, Tom comes in and Edd and Matt comfort him, but heâs just happy to see them, and that they are safe from the strange being trying to replace him. On the news, there are reports about the missing boy âTord Shieldsââs corpse being found at Starbank mall. Reports show that he met a boy online and, saddened by the lack of acceptance from the town, committed suicide by drowning himself. Tom is confused, thats not the story he wroteâŠÂ
He refuses to question it and lets it go. Heâs free now, and heâll be himself very proudly, knowing that some alien creature wanted his face so bad, he couldnât be that gross-looking!
The movie ends with a teen being tasked with looking over the footage from Starbank mall, only for the cameraâs to glitch and the footage to be deleted. The teen jadedly gives up and clocks out for the day.
As he walks out, he goes onto his phone and opens some old forums, and notices a new message request. He hits âacceptâ and a message appears on his phone.
trans tord who doesnt get top surgery cause he fucks with having MASSIVE tits but he still binds to look like a man.
flash forward to wtfuture time. heâs still tittyfull. but binds to a very unhealthy degree. but one day, he just has to stay in his office, so he doesnât bind. why would be?
but then patryck or paul walks in to see red leader for whatever reason. heâs COMPLETELY normal, except now he has watermelon sized jugs. and they know they probably arenât allowed to question it but. what the hell
whatâs crazy to me about people using AI to write fanfics is that fanfiction has always come from a place of passion for the material. fanfic writers truly love their source material so much that some of us will quite literally write entire full-length novels about it.
an AI will never have that true passion, it will never understand the joy that a writer experiences, it will never understand the time and effort that we put into our work, it will never understand how important our craft is to us. our dedication is what makes our work so special. people publishing AI-generated fanfics feels like an insult to our entire community.
Hello, hellođââïžđââïž Firstly i wanted to say that your writing is very nice and that you capture the boys' personalities beautifully. If it's okay to request.. i do remember one of your posts about reader and Tord breaking up and then them seeing him again on the news... ..what about them reuniting? How would it go? or any Tord fluff or angst scenarios you might have will do, the x reader tag is so emptyđ
Also i hope you have a good day/night and take care:33 much love!!!
thank you so much for the compliment!! it means a lot to me and I'm glad you like my work TwT. this is a good question, and I have something in mind for it... this is a bit of rambling but I tried to keep my thoughts organized.
you're summoned to the Red Army base in a letter sent directly to you
because of your curiosity (and the chance of seeing Tord again), you just couldn't decline
when you get there, the people working at the base think you're there to enlist, until you tell them your name.
"..."
"Oh, it's YOU."
*as soon as you hear that, you're thinking, wtf does that mean??? there's no way Tord still talks about you, let alone even thinks about you.*
you're immediately redirected throughout the base, being sent through a series of different military figures, each one more decorated than the last
eventually you end up with the two most highly-ranked individuals (besides the Red Leader himself), Pau and Pat.
you catch them eyeing each other nervously, whispering as they lead you around the base in what seems like circles
you're getting a bit tired of being left out of conversations after everything that's conspired today and you want answers
you end up blowing up at them
"Okay, I've had enough of this. Are you guys gonna tell me exactly what's going on here, or what?"
Pau and Pat stop and stare at you. Pau goes slack-jawed and looks to Pat for guidance, while Pat stands there, frozen. He searches for the words to explain to you.
"Uh..."
But you interrupt him, "All day, I've been running around this god-awful building, and no one has told me anything about what I'm even here for. And you two have just been taking me back and forth down the same hallway!"
Now Pau chimes in, "Well-"
"And another thing," you get a little more heated, "where the hell is your leader, anyway? I haven't seen him around at all, and I would appreciate it if he could spare some goddamn time to come talk-"
"Pau, Pat, what in the world is going on out here?"
You freeze, and all thought leaves you as you recognize his voice.
Pau and Pat move away, and you finally see Tord for the first time in years.
And Tord sees you.
You can tell he's trying to hide it, but he's surprised. Your mind almost can't process that he's really in front of you. You'd seen him so many times on TV, but it's a bit uncanny to see him in the flesh. He looks different, of course. Scarred all over, with one robotic arm and a missing eye. He's gotten a few gray hairs. Managing an entire army must be pretty stressful, you think. And then you think how he's still gorgeous, even after everything that's happened.
Pat starts to explain. "Red Leader, sir, we-"
"You're both dismissed."
Pau and Pat don't protest the order and leave without another word.
You're both terrified and giddy to be left alone with Tord. A little voice inside of you tells you to run away, but it's overshadowed by the much louder voice telling you to stay.
Tord clenches and unclenches his fist, looking a little like he doesn't know what to do with himself. "What are you doing here?" It sounds like more of a statement than a question.
"Well, I, uh, got this letter..."
"I know. I wrote it." He stares at you blankly.
"Oh." Jesus, he actually has been thinking about you. Worse than that, he wanted to see you.
A beat of silence passes. Neither of you were prepared for this.
"I didn't think you'd actually come. I sort of thought you wouldn't really want to see me," Tord says, and looks off to the side. You look in the same direction and notice you're standing in front of a door with the sign "Office of the Red Leader" plastered on it. Guess that's how he heard you.
"What would give you that impression?" you ask, deadpan. You aren't letting him get off without some shit for everything he's done. Then again, it's a little difficult to pretend like you don't want to run into his arms and have everything go back to the way it was.
Tord's never been great with sarcasm, but he catches your tone now. He looks back at you. It's hard to read his expression. He looks... guilty, almost. Or maybe that's just what you want to think.
He takes a cautious step toward you. "Not a day has gone by where I haven't thought about you." Your heart skips a beat. "And I have a lot on my mind, so that's really saying something."
You can't help but laugh at his sense of humor amidst all this. Even after everything, he's still your sweet Tord.
The moment's back to being serious all too quickly, though. You keep reminding yourself that he betrayed you, that he kept secrets and lied to you for this army.
"...I'm not going to just forgive you, Tord. Don't think I've forgotten about everything already."
The hall fills with silence again. Tord shifts nervously.
"That being said, I've missed you, too."
Tord went on to explain everything to you, coming clean about the army, telling you about his goals and accomplishments
his ideas actually don't sound too bad--he's always been intelligent, of course--but the army could definitely use some work
he asks you for your help, but you explain to him that he has to gain your trust back first
from that point forward, you begin spending many days at the base, as Tord tries relentlessly to prove to you that this is worth your while
before you realize it, you've practically moved in
(and also become one of the most important people in the army)
you're pretty much Red Leader's most trusted advisor... with falling back in love with him being an added bonus
many of the figures at the base hate that you get special treatment from Red Leader, but at least he's not in such a bad mood all the time anymore
further down the line, Tom and Matt come in, and the gang's all reunited!
...save for Edd, but that's a story for another time ;)
hopefully this makes sense?? and isn't too out of character for Tord. to me he'd be a bit like "I miss my wife/husband/spouse" after you guys split up. walking around the base all gloomy and shit. ANYWAY I hope you enjoyed this and let me know if you want to see anything else!! asks are always appreciated. bisous bisous!!
Would u be up to writing tord x reader,,, mayhaps a collage au where theyre just hanging out after reader flunked an exam or something,, ( i thought it might be cute đ€đ€) [slash not forced đ„čđ„č]
also,, if u get a friend request from someone named lucky,,, thats me,, đ€đ€
hi Lucky! yes absolutely, this idea is very cute hehe. it's a bit longer than my usual fics so I hope you don't mind. enjoy!
Tord x reader - college au â€ïž
You hadnât gone to university expecting it to be easy, but you definitely werenât prepared for this.
Even though you were just in your first year, you were already swamped with work. You studied near constantly, and when you werenât studying, you felt too exhausted to do much else. You had no time for friends or love. You needed to do well in your classes.
So as you trekked back to the library after flunking one of your exams, you began to feel a bit discouraged. You found yourself beginning to ask, what was it all for? All those hours of revising, taking notes, staying up late, living off of coffee and ramen, just to fail. It all seemed a little depressing to you, not even mentioning the absurd amount of money you were paying to go here.
You sit down at one of the larger desks in the library, one thatâs meant for a group to study at. You needed all the room you could get for your loads of books. You open your laptop and get straight to work; You have no time for fooling around now (not that you ever did).
After an hour or so of sweet, uninterrupted focus, a voice at your side breaks you from your concentration.
âEr, excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?â
You perk your head up, a little annoyed that someone would interrupt your obviously intense study session. You recognize the man talking to you. Heâs in the class youâre studying for, actually, and you recall finding yourself staring at him for a little too long when you shouldâve been paying attention. Now that you think about it, maybe thatâs why you failed this exam. The truth is, heâs strikingly handsome, and you wouldnât hate if he sat next to you.
âNo, go ahead.â You smile at him and gesture next to you.
He smiles back and sits down at your side. âYouâre Y/N, right?â
âYeah, thatâs right.â Shit, you donât even know his name. âUh, Iâm sorry, I donât think I ever caught your name,â you stutter out, a little embarrassed that you donât even really know who he is.
Thankfully, he laughs it off. âItâs Tord.â And damn, his laugh is cute. His accent isnât from around here, either; It makes you want to hear him talk even more.
You realize youâre getting distracted by this guy. You turn your attention back to your laptop and scribbling down notes that look a bit like chicken scratch to an untrained eye.
âHey, isnât this the work for our shared class?â Tord asks you.
You nod, not even bothering to look up from your work. âMhm.â
âHow did you do on our last exam?â
You pause your writing and suck air in through your teeth. âOh, um⊠I donât know. I probably shouldnât say.â
âOh, come on,â Tord responds playfully. âYouâre very smart, no? I bet you did well.â
You wonder to yourself how Tord would possibly know whether youâre smart or not, when youâve barely interacted with him. You look back at him and sigh, âYeah, no, I totally bombed it.â You canât help but smile in pity at yourself.
âAh.â He raises his eyebrows, as if heâs surprised. âWell, erm, it was a hard test, wasnât it? Donât worry too much about it, eh?â
You chuckle. Even if heâs just being polite, it still makes you feel a little better. âHow did you do, Tord?â
âI aced it.â He smiles smugly, before jumping in to add, âBut it was probably just good luck. I mean, I guessed on, like, half the questions.â You just laugh again at this.
Looking at Tord, you notice he doesnât have any study materials with him. Come to think of it, why would he need to study if he aced the exam? âTord, I donât mean to sound rude, but why exactly did you come here?â
He looks a bit taken aback for a moment. That mustâve caught him off guard. âO-oh, well, I was here to research, but I noticed you and thought I might try to help out a little, you know?â He rests his elbow on the table, trying (and failing) to look smooth.
You look around the library. Itâs the weekend, and the usually full building is mostly empty, save for a few stragglers like yourself. You feel like thereâs something up with this guy, but youâre not complaining if a hot guy wants to sit next to you and help you study. Honestly, it feels like something you mightâve needed.
You flip back through your notes, landing on a page youâd particularly struggled on. âCan you help me with this concept? Iâve been really struggling to understand it.â
Tordâs face lights up as he looks over it. âYes, absolutely! This was actually one of my favorite lessons.â He launches into a full explanation of it, going over things a bit too quickly for you to understand. When he notices how confused you look, he apologizes. âSorry. Iâll, uh, slow it down for you.â He laughs softly.
You spend the rest of your study sesh going over everything youâve been confused about with Tord. To your delight, he goes into the material in great detail, and by the end, you feel like you understand things much better. He actually seems really passionate about this class. Itâs a bit endearing.
Eventually, you realize youâve spent almost your entire afternoon studying, and youâre getting a bit hungry for dinner. You start packing your things up. âIâd better start heading out now. I canât learn too well on an empty stomach.â
âAh, right, me too,â Tord replies, and you swear you can hear a bit of disappointment in his voice. As you start to stand up and leave, he calls after you. âWould you, maybe, like to study together again sometime?â
You raise an eyebrow at him. Youâd never really given much thought to the idea of a study partner before.
âI just thought, you know, we could go over new material together. Help each other out, right?â Tord gives you a nervous smile.
He had helped you a lot. Plus, youâd found that you actually quite enjoyed his company. Maybe you shouldnât be totally antisocial anymore. âSure, that sounds nice,â you reply, and Tord sighs with relief.
âGood! Let me give you my phone number.â He grabs a spare piece of paper, scribbles something down on it, and rips it off. He hands the note to you. âJust for studying together,â he adds, rubbing the back of his neck.
You chuckle and take it from him. âThanks for your help today, Tord.â
He nods. âItâs no problem. Let me know if you need anything else.â
You say goodbye and exit the library, thinking about how love doesnât sound like such a bad idea now.
I really enjoyed writing this, and I may make a part 2, if that's something you would like, so let me know.
Iâm feeling sad for no reason today, Iâm probably just bored tbh but itâs making me sad. Can I have some Edd fluff to cheer me up? It can be a fic or Headcanons or whatever you want
hello, I'm doing good, thank you for asking â€ïž I'm sorry to hear of your sorrows, Coco. here is some fluff for your woes :)
Eddsworld Edd x reader fluffđ
You would have thought that after spending countless late nights at your apartment with Edd, you'd get tired of it at some point. But you never did. You always enjoyed the way he'd do anything to see you smile, and how the night would always end with you cuddled up in his warm, loving embrace.
So as the hour creeps later, you let the garbage movie you put on drift into background noise as you lean against Edd's chest. Like second nature, he wraps his arms around you in a hug that has grown so familiar to the two of you. It's nothing new, and yet, it still feels like you need nothing more.
You crane your neck to look up at him, only to realize he's looking right back down at you, a goofy smile plastered upon his face.
"What're you looking at me for?"
Edd laughs, a sweet melody that makes your heart swell. "Nothing," he says, as he leans down to kiss your cheek. He whispers out, "I just like to see your face."
The remark is both classically cheesy and softly tender. It's everything that makes you adore Edd so much. You chuckle in response and feel Edd's hand move into your hair, where he interests himself in combing through the locks. His other hand wraps around yours, squeezing it, reassuring you that he's always going to be here.
You let your eyes close, feeling sleep finally taking over your body. You hear Edd's soft voice say, "I love you," and you mumble out a sleepy, "I love you, too," back.
You feel him kiss your forehead as you fall into sleep, secure in Edd's grasp.
Hello! I just got into eddsworld and I'm going through the x reader tag on here and ao3 and there's a severe lack of fics for eddsworld x reader fics đ đ
I found your blog going through the tag and you're feeding me with your posts, thank you đ!!! Not sure if you're open to taking requests right now but if you are...do you think the main 4 (Edd, Tom, Matt, & Tord) would want kids? Who would be a "girl dad" and who would be a "boy dad"? Sorry if this asks is too weird please feel free to ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable
Hello and thank you for the ask! Donât worry I donât think this is weird I think itâs a very cute idea :)
hey guys im REALLY angry rn bc I dont see any tord smut
I was wondering if u could write some solely bc im having mood swings constantly reading the same fluff fanfics like NO I'm not reading that BS I want something real
also I didn't really see anything on ur pop saying u DIDNT write smut, if not, im so sorry for asking this and making u uncomfortable.
FUCK ICE! (wrote this at 2:30am with cramps on that time of the month)
Hi! So sorry I never saw this! But I actually do not write smut (for now), Iâm not comfortable enough to post it yet and Iâm still not of legal age in my country haha. Again I apologize for not seeing this!
I do agree with that statement though! FUCK ICE!!!
