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Like always, Tord visits Tom on his room.
And like always, Tom just let him be.
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07 Jun 2026
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“Can you make soup for me?” Tom blurts.
Tom can hear the sound of a spark go off on the other line, a beat of silence following after. Tord starts laughing, Tom pursing his brows together at the sound.
“You want me to make soup for you?”or
Tord cares for Tom when he's sick; WTFuture Tom takes care of Tord in a similar manner.
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07 Jun 2026
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But, then came that expression that Tom unfortunately knew too well; that subtle, razor-sharp smirk that could cut class.
“Didn’t figure you for the brooding type, Thomas.”
The use of his full name was deliberate. A small provocation wrapped in silk. Tom’s name sounded different in Tord’s accent.
Tord didn’t wait for permission. Didn’t wait for an invitation. He never did. Not in all the years that Tom had known him. He stepped out from the dim hallway, and into the living room’s amber glow, moving with that particular brand of confidence that existed somewhere between arrogance and simple certainty. It wasn’t this aggressive swagger. More like, fluid grace, like someone who had already proven everything they needed to prove.
He walked slowly. Deliberately. Like someone testing the temperature of water they were about to dive into. His drink swayed loosely in one hand, clearly unimportant, a prop that served no purpose beyond giving his fingers something to do. What mattered was the way his attention focused on Tom like a laser, unwavering and intent.
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After a party, Tom and Tord's feelings for each other come to a head.
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03 Jun 2026
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Tom is sick! Luckily Tord is there to comfort the poor guy.
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03 Jun 2026
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the term 'forgive and forget' is not in our vocabulary, and thankfully, never will be by vacant_lot
Fandoms: Eddsworld - All Media Types
09 May 2016
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Tom runs into Tord after three years of silence. He's reminded of why he hates his fucking guts.
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After an odd staring contest and the platform’s ambient noise going silent, Tom coughed, shoving his hands into his coat’s pockets and opening his mouth to speak.
“What the fuck?” he settled on.
“Ah, so eloquent.” Tord countered.
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03 Jun 2026