The old banners didn’t feel right
Also! Hooray to the neighbours! They join the writing list!
To the two who’s requested about Eduardo and Jon in the past dp not worry you will be able to get your silly hcs now
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The old banners didn’t feel right
Also! Hooray to the neighbours! They join the writing list!
To the two who’s requested about Eduardo and Jon in the past dp not worry you will be able to get your silly hcs now
i love doing research for you guys. Tord x (listener) NSFW inspired audios
I guess i could say this one is a little accurate from what i heard parts of it? I'm not horny all day guys wtf. It's a bit difficult to search these with only one source i use all the time so... i'll try adding a seperate type of domains if i can look through. NSFW WARNING: open the link to see the tags
Doing a blowjob on him
Warm mushroom soup [it literally says that]
Oral Proficiency
Just read the title man im so confused on what to name this one
Haha classic submissive Tord
After the hangover
Just uh... let him watch While i was doing researching and stuff like that, i kinda noticed that there's not much of them, usually its either swedish accent and other different accents... The only one i could get was these.
can i die- Tord x (listener) inspired audios
No seriously, i don't know why i say that for no reason but you can just ignore. Andddd i found more SFW audios for Tord this time ;> Not really that accurate for some reason but again, I'm doing my research on this alright?
Tord coming back for so long just to see you
Sleepcall with Tord
Heh... You're cold
Oh my god he confesses to you when you're about to sleep
For ppl who have anxiety
Oh no you broke up with him
He sent u a morning ramble.
Bro is on work so he sent u a voice message
NSFW is on the way guys...
Heya, I'm Rue, And I write stuff.
I write for Eddsworld, And also smut, Don't like? Don't read.
Request Status: Open!
OPEN FOR: Abusive/Toxic dynamics, Male!Reader, Fem!reader, NonCon, Anything else, Ask away<3
NOT ALLOWED: Faux/Incest, Bottom y/n, Ped0philia, Necr0philia, Macr0phila/vore, Scat, Vomit, Any basic bad shit tbf.
Blindfolded(Tord x reader)
CW: 18+ suggestive
Tord’s eyes trained on the sight before him, mouth curling into a quiet smirk. His fingers invaded further into the wet heat, smoothing over the ridges of back molars as he did so. He ignored the pressure building up in his own pants, favoring instead to grip onto the locks of hair tighter. That drew a quiet noise from the person on his knees in front of him, the blindfold stark compared to the softened skin of their face. It was made to ensure they couldn’t focus on anything other than the way his boot pressed between their legs. His beloved squirmed at the rigid pressure, teeth almost catching onto Tord’s knuckles, earning him a sharp tug to their hair again.
“Jeg trodde du kom til å være god for meg.” Tord murmured, grey eyes darkening further at the slip of drool running down his wrist. He had the urge to lick it off. But that would come later. Much later.
pt.1 Hanahaki(RL!Tord x Reader)
It wasn’t every day you were personally called into the Leader’s office by his right hand. The man, Paul, had looked solemn when you finally opened the bulkhead to your bunk room, greeting you with a curt grunt before he was leading you out. The hallways that made up the underbelly of the sprawling base were anything but homey as the two of you walked side by side. The cold blanketing every corner seemed to seep into your bones even though you had layered up this time. You hadn’t dared ask why exactly he was taking you towards the upper ranked bunks, something in your chest told you that you would regret it if you did. Besides you, Paul let out a puff of smoke from around the lit cigarette, the large man looking worse for wear than the last time you caught a glimpse of him. He regarded you with a look you couldn’t decipher from the corner of your eye.
You cleared your throat.
“Sir-”
“You’re the only one that can help him.” His gravelly voice echoed through the empty hallway.
He’d awoken you that morning-that night really-long before roll call for the new cadets. You perked up, eyes searching his.
“Sir?” You responded this time. Paul shook his head in dismissal, glancing away.
“You know who I’m talking about.” He took another drag from the butt between his teeth as he spoke.
You paused, steps nearly faltering before you caught yourself.
“Shouldn’t I get my supplies?” You heard yourself asking, brain switching into worry for the man people feared, the man they respected and laid their lives down for if he uttered the word. Paul grunted, smoke blowing over his shoulder again.
“He’s been bedridden for days.” He murmured quietly. You understood the discretion, knowing that these walls had eyes despite how much the troops praised him.
“Does he have a fever, any visible injuries?” You rattled off, going through the mental checklist of what could be happening to Big Red. He’d let you call him that once. Once, but that was all it took for your heart to give a little jump.
“Nothing like that, it’s…different.”
A quiet huff escaped you, puzzlement on your features as the two of you ascended the flights of metal stairs.
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Your boots clunked loudly over the metal walkway, reaching one last door before the two of you were arriving at a finely carpeted hall, lighting warm instead of the familiar cold you’ve grown accustomed to these past few months in Red’s Army.
“Through there.” Paul murmured, gesturing to the polished oak door standing between two guards. The wood looked like it was lacquered by hand, you noted quietly. The older man knocked without any fanfare, stifling his dying cigarette in the leather of his arm brace as the door opened.
You blinked as you were greeted by, not the intimidating face of the one you’ve come to fear and harbor something towards, but his other close confidant. Patryck, whom you’ve only heard of from the higher ups. The spindly man looked pale in the face as his eyes focused on you.
“Go.” You felt a nudge to your shoulder, prompting you through the entryway. If you counted the ornate tiles on the ground, you would’ve seen an even amount of black and white. A checkerboard.
Looking up, your breath caught in your throat as a figure sat in the scarcely decorated living room. With his head tipped back, he seemed almost asleep. But you could note the tension in his body in the way his shoulders subtly bunched up around his ears.
“Tord.” You nearly flinched as you heard Paul use the Red Leader’s real name. It was something you’d also heard about in fleeting whispers between brittle sheets and stale bread.
The man on the couch tilted his head towards the two of you by the door without opening his eyes. One second you were looking at Patryck’s face for clarity and the next you were staring into Red’s eyes as he regarded you with a look that made a pit form in your stomach.
“You.” He murmured, voice hoarse. “Come.”
You took a second to steel yourself, remembering that you were a medic first. Your feet carried you over, eyes quickly looking him over for anything that could show how he was feeling. There was a paleness to his face that you hadn’t seen before. Eyes wet and rimmed red. And if you dared to look, the corners of his mouth were tinted the same.
Crawling up from the depths once more back to your inbox to ask for a Tord NSFW Alphabet with big pleading eyes
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Here you are my favorite nonnie.
Tord NSFW Alphabet
Heeeyyyyyy maybe paul x reader(something, anything im starving fr)???
I just had a funny idea where paul and reader we're married (or just dating, but married is just funnier) for quite long time and he just didn't speculate about it so when he talks to patryck one day and he's like
"oh, my wife/husband/partner is calling, hold on"
"...WHO- WHEN??? HOW??? HELLO??? WHAT-"
a/n: i didn't realize paul showed up so much in eddsworld WTH i'm a LARP!!!! his characterization may be off, sorry,,, i'm basing it off his old scenes too
Paul x GN!Reader
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"…WHO- WHEN??? HOW??? HELLO??? WHAT-"
"Shut up," Paul shushes, turning his head. "I can't hear."
Patryck stares at him astonished, tilting his head to take a glimpse of his coworker's expression. There's the slightest, but definitely real, upwards lip corner on his face. He's smiling, and that's rare, and he looks like he actually cares. Holy red leader.