#shut up tord
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I love you..../p *crys respectfully on the tomtord*
Staawwwppp ily too, kind stranger 😭😭😭
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ugh... latenight post .. i just.. i hate tord so much guys.. i cant... i cant take it anymore hes so fuckig ugly.. i know i say it all the time but eachtime i say it i MEAN IT. i hate tord and everythinghe has put me through... he makes me look at how ugly he is.. he puts me through literal pain because of how ugly he is.. you know.. he probably likes that starlight cola that tastes like literal ass.. he probably calls soda “pop” like what loser called soda “pop” its SODA. HE PROBABLY CALLS FRIES “CHIPS” THEYRE FRIES FROM THE FRENCH SHUT THE HELL UP TORD. YOURE WRONG ALL THE TIME. tord could say that breathing is good for you and i would stop breathing and passout and then go into a coma. like jesus christ i hate hi,m, i hate him and his. stupoid STUPID LITTLE. FACE. DIEDIEDIE DIE DIE TORD DIE TORD DIE TORD. ever post i make about hating him is filled with even more hate than thelast until i eventually run out of hate from using all of it on this stupid.littlle.man HES STUPID SO STUPID AAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH
#i hate tord#ihatetord#IHATETORDIHATETORDIHATWTORDIHATETORDIHATWTORD#ewtord#ew tord#tord die#fucktord#tord i hate you#shut up tord#Tord#eddsworld tord#eddsworld
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*insert sappy quote here* (examples: “some things never change….” “Your tears are soft but my dick isnt…” “Send nudes…….”)
But fr um the meaning behind this is that they love each other :( and im sad and i cried
#eddsworld#digital art#ew art#eddtord / tordedd#eddtord eddsworld#tord eddsworld#eddsworld edd#tord ew#ew tord#edd ew#eddtord ew#:3#im too lazy to draw#or put tags#shut up buzz ill kill you!
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if i have to read the words 'clone theory' one more time
#SHUT UP!!!! SHUT UP!!!!! IT WONT BE REAL!!!!!!!!#if you know me you know i am the biggest clone theory hater on the planet. or anything that retcons the end for that matter#i am an atheist of any sort of 'redemption' to tord. i don't want him to be Actually Innocent or whatever. let a guy be evil#you cannot make me pretend that red leader isn't literally the coolest thing ever. i do not want that to be thrown in the garbage like that#yapping
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THE TORD YOUTOOZ FIGURE IS 1.466 TURKISH LIRAS ARE YOU KIDDING ME IM NOT THAT RICH
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I don’t think i was ready for the punch to the face that siren Tord’s sentence was HSBSH-
Tom: *Is a haggard, always drunk, barely hygienic 40 year old lighthouse operator about to die from a single breeze*
Tord: I am gonna BONE that old man
This sushi hittin different
HES SO STUPID FR ily dumbass Tord
#asks#electroisafool#we dont talk about RTord#BDSKFNFNFL#Siren Tord enjoys old man yaoi pass it on#STBAODNF SHUT UP NEIL
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I entirely forgot to post this yesterday lol. Heres the height chart :)
Closeups below the cut!
#art#my art#hinokos art#tori eddsworld#eddsworld tord#eddsworld fanart#eddsworld#tom eddsworld#edd eddsworld#matt eddsworld#pat eddsworld#paul eddsworld#patryck and paul#(shut up i love them)
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Oh yes yes another doodle page
And have this actual whiteboard doodle lol
#NO I DIDN'T ORIGINALLY FORGET THE TAGS SHUT UP#eddsworld fanart#eddsworld tord#eddsworld#ew#art#ew tord#fanart#traditional art#doodles#jay draws
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Photo
bonus sketches :]
#yes im self projecting shush nobody knows nobody will ever know#eddsworld#ew tord#comfort character#artluli#shut up go away cries wait no
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sup I'm a fan of your
Aww, hi!! I'm a fan of YOURS. <3
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He/him lesbian Tord. send post
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shut your gooner ass up tord!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#eddsworld#eddsworld tord#eddsworld tom#tom eddsworld#tord eddsworld#ew tord#ew tom#tom ew#tord ew#tomtord#i fucking hate tagging shit bro#doodlies
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if your tail sensitive to touch, tom? or is it just because you were grabbed?
also where's Tord? is he alright?
Tom: It's not "sensitive", Matt just fuckin' YANKED ON IT!
Matt: I said I was sorry...
Edd: Would you guys shut up for a second! I'm trying to hear which direction Tord is in!
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All We Need (Is Each Other) | Eddsworld Roommates x Reader
Genre: Fluff, Comfort
Warnings: Minor violence, alcohol mentions, I know nothing about British life
Word Count: 1.3K
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You sighed at the feeling of water soaking into the back of your collar. No matter how many times you towel dried your hair after a shower, it still got your shirts wet. The house was fairly quiet, being so empty. The hallway lights were off, and the living room was illuminated by only the TV. You passed through to the kitchen to grab a drink, but paused.
A figure sat on the end of the couch, curled up against the armrest. His hood was pulled over his head, the red material fighting the electronic blue light. His face was turned to the television, but one glance at the mindless infomercial could tell you that he wasn't paying attention. You walked over and leaned on the back of the couch. He didn't notice, which was very uncharacteristic.
"Tord?"
The mention on his name shot his focus to you. He looked startled.
"I didn't realize anyone else was home."
"Clearly. Are you okay?"
His lips pressed together into a flat line. The message was clear. He didn't want to talk about it. A moment of tense silence passed by. One minute, then two.
"Do you want to help me bake?"
"What?"
You pointed back at the bright lights of the kitchen.
"I've got some cupcake mix that I planned to use Sunday. But I think this is a better occasion."
Tord rolled his eyes, as if the mere idea of him baking was the most ridiculous thing ever. Still, he got to his feet and followed you.
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Edd pinched the bridge of his nose, resisting the urge to slam his head into the steering wheel of his car. He had taken a short trip to the grocery store. Literally only twenty minutes to grab some drinks.
Somehow, in those twenty minutes, his friends had managed to start another argument. He watched his notifications exploded with the ring of Discord messages. Usually he was the first to mediate these fights, as was his responsibility as owner of the server. This time, he didn't even have the energy to see what it was about. Instead he sat in the near empty parking lot. He probably looked like a creep, staring at his phone with the car still off.
How were these the same people he met all those years ago? It seemed like the ones he had befriended at that convention were total strangers compared to the pixelated usernames flooding his screen. At the beginning, he loved having online friends. They were fresh faces, people he shared common interests with. That magic faded over time.
At the sight of a DM from one of the friends, he shut his phone off. He threw it in the passenger seat and fumbled for his keys. It was time for a break from them. He'd let them know when he got home.
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The noise was getting to be too much. Tom gripped his glass tighter. Behind him, two girls that were his "friends" screamed at each other. Everyone else in their group gathered around, either trying to extinguish the flames or build them higher. He sat with a bored indifference. This exact argument had been played out countless times before. The same people, different people, more people, it all ended the same way; a fight, a night in jail, and an ended relationship.
Right on cue, the sound of a slap rang out. More shouting accompanied, more impacts after that. What was it this time? Oh yeah, Blonde Girl #1 slept with Brunette Girl #3's boyfriend. What they didn't know is that Brunette #2 slept with him, too.
He tipped back his glass, downing the rest of his drink. The clear liquid burned as it went down, similar to the string of the slap in the argument. Still silent, he handed his money to the bartender.
As he meandered to the door, he put his hands in his pants pockets. The bartender got involved now, his ringing voice muffled by the closing door. The chill of the night sobered up his senses. Despite the cold, he leaned against the car, awaiting Matt's arrival. After the second minor accident, he promised the others that he'd stop drinking and driving, no matter how little the amount.
He really needed to rethink who he went to the bar with.
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Matt sighed woefully as he closed up the store. All the other clerks had went home, leaving him with the company of the display mannequins.
He had never felt so... unfulfilled before. It wasn't the job, he loved working the fashion scene. Even if it was in the mall, nothing made him happier than helping other people find their styles.
He traced his hands through the aisles. The fabric sliding through his fingers like water was home. He knew each material, every stitch and thread. What was wrong?
It hit him like a flash. It wasn't the work, it was the people. He loved his coworkers, sure. But they were so immaterial. There was no substance to their interactions. Only "he said, she said", "did you see that guy", and "I can't believe she'd wear that" made up their conversations. It was tiring. After so many years of those hollow friendships, when was too much? Not like he was going to say anything, though. No, he was too much of a people pleaser to do that.
Bag in hand, he waved goodbye to the odd person still closing up shop in the mall. Those interactions were fine. They were direct and simple. "I know you enough to recognize you so I'll give you a basic social courtesy, nothing more." Not small talk wearing a mask of intimacy.
It was fortunate that the bar Tom frequented was right next door to the mall. Carpooling was so much easier when one could just walk across the sidewalk that separated the two parking lots.
Tom eyed his ginger companion.
"You look like shit."
"'I could say the same to you."
Matt glanced over at the commotion by the door, watching two girls being dragged out by police. Tom tossed him they keys.
"You don't wanna know."
The two climbed into their seats and started the journey home. Matt smiled softly into the night.
"Looks like we both need new friends."
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All three boys pulled into the driveway at the same time. Tom raised an eyebrow at Edd when they got out.
"Where were you?"
He held up the newly bought carton of milk as an answer.
Once inside, they were all hit with the sweet smell of fresh baking.
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You turned to the kitchen doorway, laughing at the sight of Edd, Tom, and Matt crowded around. They must have smelled the cupcakes and come to investigate. Your assistant had his back turned, too busy applying frosting to see the new arrivals. Edd grinned while pulling out his phone.
"Tord, are you wearing an apron?"
He whipped around, but it was too late. The moment he faced the other three, Edd's camera flashed.
"Delete that right now."
"Not a chance!"
You knew Tord was about to charge, so you held up the pan in your hands. Pot holders served as a barrier between your skin and the metal.
"Hot pan here, please don't fight!"
With a grumble, Tord went back to his task. You could see the faint tint of red on his ears, but decidedly stayed silent.
Matt was practically starry eyed.
"What kind of cupcakes did you bake?"
"They're strawberry! I had a feeling today was a pastry day."
The chorus of nods confirmed the idea. Apparently, they had all had a rough day.
You dusted your hands off after setting the pan on the stove.
"Why don't you guys wash your hands and help Tord out?"
"Frosting these things is surprisingly calming."
#eddsworld#eddsworld x reader#eddsworld tord#eddsworld edd#eddsworld tom#eddsworld matt#eddsworld tord x reader#eddsworld tom x reader#eddsworld edd x reader#eddsworld matt x reader
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I completely forgot I did this on ao3. Here’s a male!reader version of this fic.
CW: Non-con, overstimulation, mentions of Stalking, Tord ties up Reader and it's implied he kidnapped him.
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“I love you so much,” Tord muttered, leaning down next to your ear. “You’re perfect for me, you know? And I’m perfect for you. ” He moved his hand from your hip and strokes your cock. A soft smile formed on his face as your face flushed and muffled moans slipped through your gag. A few of his own moans left his mouth as your ass clamped down on his cock.
“It’s like you were made for me. With the ways your tight walls are squeezing me, it’s like you're begging me to never leave. Don’t you agree? I’ll always be here to take care of you.”
Of course, you couldn’t answer, but he still liked talking to you. It was such a shame that he had to keep you gagged. Overwise you just spewed vile, mean comments at him until he fucked you into an incoherent mess.
He peppered your neck with kisses as he thrust his hips faster. You were close, he knows you are. Tord moved his hand away from your dick and raised your legs to his shoulders. With the angle change, he easily found your sweet spot and pounded into you, once again stroking and rubbing your dick.. The bed shook from his harsh pace, but he paid no mind to it. His gaze was solely focused on you.
You squealed and thrashed, but the restraints holding your arms to the headboard didn’t budge and he didn’t let either of your legs slide off his shoulders.
Soon your body shook as you clamped down on Tord’s cock, moans falling from your mouth uncontrollably.
Tord grinned, removing his hand to lick your release off it.
“Good boy, you taste wonderful, ” Tord cooed, brushing strands of your hair out of your face. He continued to thrust into you but instead of pounding into you like he was before, his pace was slow and deep. “Can you cum for me again? Please, sweetheart?”
You frantically shook your head. Tears welled up in your eyes, threatening to fall.
“None of that,” he chided. He kissed the corners of your eyes and made sure every thrust hit your sweet spot. “I know you can do it. You like cumming for me over and over, don’t you?” His face flushed as his eyes clouded, a few specific memories popping up in his mind. “Remember how you’d touch yourself, those late nights after work? Oh, how you’d slip your hands into your pretty underwear and coax orgasm after orgasm from yourself. Jack yourself off until you couldn’t get hard anymore.”
Your face turned red and Tord laughed. “It’s alright! There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Those nights helped me figure out how to take care of you properly. I wouldn’t have known that you liked to go more than once if otherwise.” He kissed you over the gag, not minding that he couldn’t have a real kiss yet. “Or, when you bought yourself that nice dildo.”
Your eyes widened and you shook your head. “Nmpf!”
Tord laughed, knowing what you meant. “Yes! I did see that. Although it wasn’t quite as large as mine, it was very lovely to watch you finally try and take care of yourself properly. You deserve better pleasure than what your hands can bring you.”
Breathing heavily through your nose, you shut your eyes and scrunched your nose. You knew exactly what he was talking about and you heavily regretted ever using the dildo you bought. Actually, you really regretted never making sure your blinds were closed. That was never on your mind since you lived in a mostly empty neighborhood. Leave it to Tord to stalk you from the empty house next door.
A grin formed on his face.
“How about we recreate that? But,” he switched from his slow pace to sharply jab your sweet spot a few times, causing your eyes to snap open, “with my own cock instead of that fake?”
He didn’t wait for any kind of response. Tord pulled his cock out of your ass and carefully slid your legs off his shoulders. Being mindful of your restraints, he gently hoisted you up and set you back down onto his cock.
You bucked your hips, causing you to slide down onto his cock fully. His hands held your hips steady and he slowly lifted you to bounce on his cock.
“Oh! You really like this, huh? Maybe I should do this more often. I hate to think I’m not taking care of your every need,” he cooed.
Your walls tighten again and your breathing becomes shallow. He groaned, gripping your hips tighter and slammed you down.
“That’s number 2!” He beamed as he fucked you through your release. “How about we stay like this for a few more?”
He made it sound like you had a choice. You really didn’t. And as he bucked up into you, causing orgasm number three to build, you leaned onto his chest to rest. He wasn’t going to stop until you were a crying mess, wringing as many orgasms out of you as he could.
#yandere tord x reader#noncon tw#tw noncon#tw yandere#yandere#yandere lemon#yandere noncon#yandere tw#cw noncon#noncon cw#yandere tord#yandere smut#yandere overstimulation#yandere x reader
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Matt: Who made us?
Who do you think made us? Or maybe… how were we made? We won’t know unless we listen to our biology teacher or ask Tord, he seems like the most appropriate person to ask how babies were made
I’m having trouble drawing Matt shut up. I haven’t made a character asset for him yet
#eddsworld#eddsworld fanart#eddsworld tom#ew tom#eddswolrd#eddsworld fandom#eddsworld edd#ew edd#eddsworld matt#ew matt#eddsworld tord#ew tord
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