#eddsworld tord fluff

[c0ffee1]

quick sketch cuz theyre so owhegejdgsnga

[holy-reference-in-a-username]

Don't

Content Warning: suggestive, blood, consensual non-consent

he doesn't.

[little-otter-writes]

omg just found yr blog and i love your writing!!!!

could you do a tord x reader where he calms them down from being overwhelmed?

Of course! Here ya go >:]

Too loud

Ship: Tord x Reader

Type: fluff, slight angst, oneshot

Everything was loud. Too loud.

Tord had asked you to come to a party at one of his friends house with him, and you had agreed, thinking it wouldn't be so bad.

Unfortunately it was worse than 'so bad'. It was awful.

It was crowded, loud, and way too bright.

It hurt.

It took a while for Tord to find you in the crowded house. You were in the corner, completely overwhelmed.

He noticed immediately.

"min kjærlighet?" Tord asked as he approached you, taking notice of your overwhelmed state.

He hated seeing you upset, it broke his heart..

"C'mon, let's find somewhere quiet.." He said with a firm but gentle tone.

He gently grabbed your hand and lead you to the backyard of the house, and had you sit down at one of the chairs on the nice little patio.

He rubbed your back gently and whispered soft reassurances to you as you took a few deep breaths to calm yourself down.

"That's it, min kjærlighet. Deep breaths. I'm right here.." Tord whispered, gently rubbing your back and shoulders.

He knew how to calm you down, as he had many times before.

After a while, you finally calmed down. Your breathing slowed and the tears that were once silently falling down your cheeks had stopped.

Tord smiled and put his arms around you, gently kissing your head.

"Let go home, ok?" He asked softly.

All you could do was nod and smile gratefully.

Tord made sure to walk around the side of the house to get to the car instead of going inside, not wanting to overwhelm you again.

He kept one of his hands in yours as he drove home with you, soft music playing on the radio the whole drive home.

[x-junwrites-x]

HELLO!!! based on ur most recent Edd request, can i request something similar but with tom and/or tord?

Hi Anon,

It might not be the same playful vibe as the one with Edd, but I think anything with Red Leader needs a little more;)

Enjoy!

-Jun

Early Mornings

Tord(Red Leader) x Reader Fluff

Tw: mentions of previous burn scars

You woke slowly, feeling sluggish in the early morning of the day. You had settled onto your right side before you woke up, gripping the bedsheet as you stretched your arms out over the bed. You moaned slightly, humming as an arm wrapped around your middle. Despite the early time that you didn’t like waking up at, this was usually the time Tord got up for work. A hand smoothed over the warm skin under your sleep shirt, the Norwegian’s nose burying into the back of your neck. Surprisingly he kept still instead of rolling out of bed with a kiss. You waited a few seconds, expecting him to stir again but being surprised at the light snore he let out in your ear. You stifled a noise, moving an arm to caress his side as his front was pressed against your back. He usually never cuddled this much in the mornings, so you weren’t complaining.  

His puffs of breath tickled the back of your neck the longer you laid there, making you squirm away from him. 

“Don’t leave.” He croaked out roughly, making you turn your head to look over your shoulder at him. His eye was still closed, brows pinched together. A frown tugged at his lips, only being soothed when you ran a hand over his cheek as you turned around in his hold. 

“Hey, I’m not leaving,” You said softly, moving to place a kiss over the crease in his brow. It eased significantly as you ran your fingers through his dusty blond hair. The hand that was around your waist, smoothed over your skin as he moved back from being plastered against you. You missed his warmth as he moved enough to look at you. His silver eye traced over the features of your face for a second before he was leaning in to give you a peck on the lips.

“You ok?” You asked after a second, knowing that he usually wasn’t this affectionate right off the bat in the morning. He nodded shortly, nuzzling into the hand that was resting against his cheek.

“Mareritt.” He murmured into the quiet between you two. Your eyes softened, moving close to leave another kiss to his forehead. 

“I’m here, you’re ok.” You assured him quietly, smoothing a thumb over the skin just below his left eye. His sleep patch was removed from over his right eye gently, he watched silently-almost reverently-as you turned slightly to place it on the nightstand.

“Jeg elsker deg.” He whispered, reaching for your hand as you moved to lay back down comfortably on your side. You gave him a small smile, bringing his hand up to your lips.  You kissed his knuckles, taking care to kiss over the bruised skin lightly. Most days he came back unscathed, but some days were worse than others.

“Come back to me in one piece today.” You said to him, seeing the way his silver eye flashed in recognition. 

“As much of me as I can bring back.” He let out a huff. You rolled your eyes, smile tugging at your lips.

“Alright, Red Leader.” You teased, earning a nip to your own knuckle as he laced your fingers together in his hold. 

“Careful, I may not be so gentle with the rest of you later.” He replied, smirk playing over his mouth as you heated up at the idea.

“Only if you get home at a good time.” You shot back, making him groan.

“Only for you.” Tord answered, starting to sit up. Your eyes followed him, watching in appreciation as the covers slipped from his chest. The scars adorning his body looked faint in the early light of the morning. Adorning the planes of muscle carefully sculpted through years of training and fighting. For everything he’s ever wanted to build for you and him. An empire. 

You were about to say something before he leaned down, tipping your chin up with a finger and kissing you on the mouth again. You hummed into it, feeling him nip your bottom lip as he pulled back. 

“Du har mitt hjerte.” You said to him as he began moving out of the bed. He smiled, something small and quiet. The scars on the right side of his face stretched slightly as he did so. 

“I know.” He turned around, giving you his back. You saw burn scars and the small ones that were left behind from that one time with his friends from his past on his side as he lifted his arms up to stretch his shoulders. He sighed as he leaned to grab his robotic arm from next to the night stand. You closed your eyes as you heard it click, knowing the way it perfectly aligned onto the divot of his arm. 

Tord moved to the wardrobes around the room, piecing together his uniform one by one. Piecing together his armor for the day. Until he turned back around to you, catching sight of the wide look.

“What?” He asked, shifting as he fit his boots on. The high collar of his jacket feathered over his cheekbone before he moved back to look at you.

“Just you.” You breathed. The Red Leader was standing in your room. “Tord Larsson.” You hummed. 

“Just to you.” He responded back, moving to your side on the bed. You leaned back, tracing over all of him. He seemed so powerful. “Stay out of trouble.” He murmured, leaning down to give you one more kiss before he was leaving the room.

You watched as he left before your head hit the pillows again. What a morning.

[moonsapprentice]

⋆ ✶ ✷ 𝔐𝔞𝔦𝔫 4 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔩 𝔰/𝔬 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰 ✷ ✶ ⋆

𝔈𝔡𝔡

✩ the sweetest ever

✩ obviously draws you ALL THE TIME

✩ literally, he’ll just stare at you and doodle away

“…babe, wait.”

“…huh?”

“Tilt your head that way.”

✩ he loves forehead and cheek kisses so much

✩ always makes sure you’re okay to the point it’s annoying

✩ if you’re so much as frowning he’ll plop down next to you and wrap his arms around you

“Hey, you okay?”

“..yep.”

“No you’re not, come here”

✩ loves to cuddle, especially on the couch

✩ his favorite way to cuddle is having his arms around your waist, laying down with his head either on your chest or stomach

✩ loves loves loves long and sweet kisses

✩ not really makeout sessions, just sitting there with his lips on yours, maybe playing with your hair or rubbing your cheek

✩ accidentally hogs blankets.

“Hey! Edd! Wake up.”

“…hmmmgghh…?”

✩ and then he’d fall back asleep.

✩ the next morning he’d apologize a million times though

✩ i’m sad to say he would NOT let you take his cola. <\3

✩ he’d let you have sips, which is more than what other people get, but if he finds out you took a can he’d need at least 5 kisses to make up for it.

✩ very warm to cuddle with

✩ not like a literal heater but like pretty warm, like laying in the sun

✩ loves to rub your back and play with your hair

✩ always has his arm around you.

✩ calls you ‘babe’ and ‘baby’

✩ gift giving and physical touch>>>

✩ great for venting and comforting

✩ is okay for advice but his presence is so soothing when you’re stressed or sad

✩ honestly just sweet and loving, best boyfriend material ever.

𝔐𝔞𝔱𝔱

✩ honestly needs to be babied

✩ he knows he’s handsome, but he cannot live without your compliments

✩ clings onto you like a puppy to it’s mom

✩ washing the dishes? He’s behind you. Watching tv? His head is in your lap. Doing literally anything? He’s hugging your leg or arm.

✩ loves to get kisses on his nose or cheeks

✩ absolutely 100% does your makeup and hair

✩ no matter your gender, if you agree to it he WILL be putting eyeshadow on you.

✩ if you’re not comfortable having makeup on, he’d still do your hair

✩ loves having nights where you binge movies and do skincare

✩ needs your eyes on him 24/7

“Hey! Hey! Hey!”

“What?”

“Do I look pretty?”

✩ he flutters his eyelashes in an almost comedic way

“Sure babe, gorgeous.”

✩ talks in his sleep too.

“…y/nnn…”

…

“…you’re pretty. Maybe even prettier than me..”

✩ loud snoring resumes

✩ always the little spoon

✩ likes to curl up into your side and have his hair played with

✩ drools in his sleep

✩ loves having you pay any attention to him

✩ likes short and sweet kisses on the lips

✩ somehow his body is FREEZING cold ALL THE TIME

✩ like it takes at least 5 minutes of snuggling before he gets warm enough to not feel like you’re cuddling with frosty the snowman

✩ if you need to vent or anything, he’s a surprisingly good listener

✩ also, the BEST comforter

✩ if you’re crying, he’s not really good for advice. However, he’ll assure you that you’re okay and he’ll hold you as long as you need

✩ 100% needs words of affirmation

✩ physical touch is a close second tho

✩ please just give my man some love 😭

𝔗𝔬𝔪

✩ not big on pda

✩ anything more than a quick peck or holding hands is a no-go

✩ lowkey protective though, he always has his arm around you or his hand on your waist

✩ in private he’s the sweetest

✩ likes to hold you a lot

✩ doesn’t really like being the little spoon, unless he’s had a long day

✩ if you don’t like drinking, he tones it down for you. However I don’t think he’d quit fully

✩ sometimes, he just lays next to you and just holds you. not saying a word, he just kisses your head occasionally and rubs your head or side

✩ not the best at comforting, but is a really good listener

✩ if you just need to yell and rant, he’ll sit there and listen.

✩ he gives good advice too

✩ probably has baggage though 😬

✩ he might accidentally get frustrated and shout at you, but immediately after he’d apologize and try to make it right

✩ likes to have long and rough kisses

✩ occasionally a makeout session, but he just likes feeling your lips

✩ i hc that he has insomnia

✩ if you’re asleep and he’s stuck awake, he’ll lay there and make sure you’re okay

✩ touching your cheeks, running his thumb over your lip, kissing your temple

✩ cute romantic stuff he’d be nervous to do if you’re awake

✩ average body heat while cuddling

✩ no matter how many blankets you have (or don’t have) you’ll always be the perfect temperature while snuggling with him

✩ it’s like magic

✩ lowkey touch starved

✩ pretty much melts when you kiss his jaw or the corner of his mouth

✩ scared of you leaving him :(

✩ his love languages are acts of service, and he loves receiving physical touch and words of affirmation

✩ it’s hard for him to show his love, but he tries

𝔗𝔬𝔯𝔡

✩ ohh boy…

✩ he is GLUED TO YOU

✩ always needs to be touching you, not always in a sexual way. He just needs to know you’re there.

✩ very protective but tries to act nonchalant about it

✩ loves PDA, he wants everyone to know that you’re his

✩ pulls the best flirty lines out of his ass, he just makes shit up on the spot

✩ as with Tom, he’d tone down his smoking if it bothers you

✩ loves telling and showing you how much he loves you

✩ his body is always boiling hot

✩ snuggling is both a blessing and a curse with him 😞

✩ his love language is obviously physical touch

✩ although he does loves showering you with compliments in both English and his native tongue

✩ calls you corny yet romantic names

✩ ‘sweet thing’ ‘darling’ ‘love’ ‘my baby’

✩ anything along those lines

✩ loves seeing you in red, it feels like he’s claiming you or something

✩ also loves seeing you in his clothes

✩ beyond his exterior though, he’s scared

✩ he loves you so much he’s terrified of you getting hurt or leaving him

✩ would probably tell you about his…secret… at least 1 or 2 years into dating

✩ but the whole time he’d be trembling and almost crying

✩ (by the end he’s sobbing, even if you accepted him)

✩ likes being both big spoon and little spoon, it just depends on his mood

✩ however, I feel like he’d especially love spooning you from behind or having his arms around your waist with his head on your stomach

✩ randomly comes up behind you and rubs your sides/hips, kissing the back of your neck too

✩ really loves makeout sessions

✩ also likes to smack your ass randomly just to see your shocked face (but if that makes you uncomfortable, he’d apologize after and treat you like royalty for at least a day or two. He’d never do it again)

✩ likes to bury his nose into your hair and just have you close

✩ LIVES for having his hair messed with

✩ also randomly just bites you lol

✩ I feel like he also has a lot of issues

✩ he usually bottles his serious emotions away, and when they’re too much he just lays in your arms and sobs until he can’t anymore

✩ feels like he NEEDS to protect you.

✩ sometimes accidentally overbearing, but will try to tone it down if you mention it

✩ sometimes, he just cuddles you and kisses all over your face, whispering sweet nothings

✩ really enjoys neck and jaw kisses, but also ones on his forehead or between his brows

✩ also really likes burying his face against your skin, so when he breathes he’s smelling you

✩ sleeps like a rock.

✩ he also snores loudly and drools

✩ loves seeing you get confused when he speaks in Norwegian

✩ he’s just a cutie with issues 😋😋 (I can fix him)

Woo first official post out!! Please leave any constructive criticism or requests you want :) toodles!!

- xoxo, Artemis

[alien-floating-in-space]

Portada de "Lugar Seguro" (Book Cover).

Hecha para este fic (Ver. Español)

Made for this fic (English Ver.)

It's on Cara, too!

[beplinkclick]

Heya! Don't know if you are taking requests, but just wanted to leave this here...

sepparetly headcanons on how the main four (eddsworld) would react to a 13 y/o reader (who Edd took in because she didn't had a place to stay) looks up to them like a parent figure and how they would react to entering the reader's room and finding her with one of their hoodies imitating them in the mirror. If you are not taking request you can ignore this with no problem

~HOW THE MAIN FOUR WOULD REACT TO A CHILD READER STEALING THEIR HOODIES~

💚Edd💚

💚He is the one who brought you, so it is completely normal to be attached to him. At first Edd thought you would fit in perfectly with everyone, but of all the people in the house, you love him more.

One day, Edd decided to take a shower after a hard day with his friends on adventures. He told you to wait for him in bed, and that he would be right back. While you were lazing around drawing on your sketchbook, you noticed that Edd had left his hoodie on the bed. You got the idea to borrow it for a bit, so you took it and ran with it to your room where you put it on you. You started acting in the mirror like him as he giggled as the hoodie was too big and fluffy for you. As you looked in the mirror you noticed that Edd was behind you in the doorway laughing. You jumped in shame, and started apologizing.Edd came over and gave you a big bear hug and started tickling you. What you didn't know is that Edd's friends were happily watching you in the doorway. 💚

------------------------------------------------

💜MATT💜

💜As soon as Edd brought you in, Matt was the first to talk to you and compliment you.From that day you became very attached to him, always doing each other's makeup and doing each other's hair!

You and Matt try different makeup until Matt accidentally gets some mascara in your eyes. Your eyes started to water and suddenly you were crying. Matt was very flustered and kept apologizing. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please don't cry, everything will be alright!" After wiping off all your mascara, he went to the bathroom to get more makeup remover. You stayed there alone, suddenly his hoodie caught your eye, he took it off so as not to get it dirty and left it there. You took it and dressed in it, laid down on the bed and fell asleep instantly. When Matt turned around, he couldn't help but squeal at how cute the pose in front of him was. He took some pictures of you and made sure you'd have matching hoodies as soon as possible.💜

------------------------------------------------

💙TOM💙

💙Yeahhh...Tom is not a big lover of children, that's why when you came he didn't even bother you. But you were/was somehow attracted to him like a parental being. He had no choice but to accept your company because you always looked out for him. But he started liking you more when you started imitating his actions towards Tord.

You and Tom sing in his room away from the others. Tom was trying to teach you how to play the guitar. Until a topic comes up, "Hey kid, your birthday is coming up what would you like?". You thought for a while and an idea came to you, you told him that you would like to have the same hoodies. He just shrugged and you resumed your music lesson. Some time later your birthday came and Tom seemed to have forgotten about it. You went to your room a little upset, but when you got in and were about to sit down in bed, you saw something wrapped up, you took it and looked at the package which had a small tag on it that said "Happy birthday Y/N!". You hurriedly opened it and noticed a hoodie identical to Tom's, only slightly smaller but still quite large! You immediately put it on, happy with the gift, and out of nowhere you felt someone hug you, when you looked over to see Tom. "Happy birthday kid!

------------------------------------------------

❤️TORD❤️

❤️Ok, I'll be honest with you, almost no one besides Edd and Tord trusted you. When you came, you behaved quite strangely, she was always very attentive to movies about wars and weapons.That made our Norwegian boy curious. Whenever you tried to get a gun, Edd would take it from you, but Tord always slipped one in your pocket when no one was looking. You became very attached to him, one day you even called him "Dad". From that day Tord became very overprotective with you.

Today was a rather cold winter's day, and there was a small fault in the house and it was quite cold. So Tord took you around the city for a walk, you were worried because he comes from a warm area and you were afraid he wouldn't be able to handle the cold, but to your surprise, he didn't care about the cold either. You went and ate together and joked about Tom. On the way home a fight broke out with snowballs, Tord literally buried you in the slush. But you ended up being sick for a few weeks and Tord had to take care of you. But you also had an advantage, you could take his hoodies as many times as you wanted. I'm sure Tord has a gallery full of pictures of you wearing the hoodies!❤️

--------------------------------------------------

I hope you like it, and sorry for the bad grammar, I'm not American or anything, I'm Romanian and I'm not the best at English!

--------------------------------------------------

[just-a-lil-otter]

Alright alright here the oc x canon fluff yall wanted >:3

I've been thinking about this lil scenario for a while because honestly it's adorable

Awkward Norwegian boy who knows little English + Awkward American kid who's struggling to learn British terminology n shit

I think they'd bond over their shared struggles with moving to a whole new country, with Tord having to learn a lot more English and Riv having to learn the difference between American and British terms

Idk I'm a sucker for cute teen lovestories <33

[duhgutter]

Tord x fem reader fluff

[ a/n: this was requested but I fucking LOST the request but I hope you all enjoy !! ]

You were slightly suprised when Tord, your boyfriend of two years, called you at about eleven o’clock at night, and told you to get ready. But you figured it might be a sweet surprise! Like maybe he was taking you out to dinner, or maybe that one movie you were talking about wanting to see with him?

Never the less, you got ready, as quietly as you could to not wake your parents up, and snuck out through your window. As soon as you were fully outside, you felt arms snake around your waist, and a head rest on your shoulder, and jumped slightly.

“Hey doll, you ready for our date?” You nodded in response with a smile as he grabbed one of your hands, intertwined your fingers, and walked you to his car. “Alright then lets go.”

———————————————————————

You guys had been driving for about ten minutes, maybe less, only to park in the grass at the opening area of a forest area. “You better not be a secret axe murderer or somethin.” you joked to which he snorted, and gently yet eagerly grabbed your hand, and began to lead you into the forest. “Im gonna need you to close your eyes for me, I have a surprise for you.” You giggled a bit upon hearing this, and put your hands over your eyes, and were led forward by Tord holding your shoulders.

After walking for maybe five minutes, you began to smell..food? You couldn’t quite put your finger on what exactly, but you could tell it was good. You felt a smile creep onto your face as Tord spoke “Ok ok, you can look now.” You could hear the excitement in his voice as you uncovered your eyes, to see a small clearing between a few trees with a soft blanket laid out, a picnic basket with various junk foods and drinks and a large box of pizza in the center.

“I wasn’t really sure what to get because you’ve probably eaten dinner earlier, but I got junk food and a box of pizza since I wasn’t sure and I-” you cut him off from his rambling with a chaste kiss, pulling away you sat down on one side of the blanket, pulling him with you, happily “Its perfect, I love it.” You leaned into him as he slipped his arm around your waist and rested his head on top of yours.

After eating as much food as your body allowed you to, you both laid down on the soft blanket, comfortable with you bodies entwined. “Jeg elsker deg mer enn noe annet min kjære.” You didn’t know what exactly that meant, but you were almost certain it was a endearing phrase.“I love you too.” you responded with a content smile as you leaned into him even more.

———————————————————————

aaaahhhhhhh that was my first oneshot, I hope anyone reading enjoyed !! <3

[sylvxters]

Snow time with Edd! | OPEN BXB RP!|

Fandom: eddsworld

My muse: Edd

Your muse: canon character( Matt, tord, Tom)

The sound of soft snoring came from Edds room.. he soon jerked up, waking himself up, he groaned.. he looked around his room. It was a mess. He shook his head. He sat up.. scratching his arm, he made his bed.. he yawned as he went to the bathroom, washing his face, he threw on a black shirt, his green hoodie, black jeans that were cuffed on the end. And his red converse. He added a black leather jacket and some gloves he looked out the window, he saw snow.. he smiled as he ran out.

“Tom!! Tord! Matt! It’s snowin!”

Edd yelled out happily.. he ran out the door, he smiled as he began to create a snowball. He smiled as he was rolling the main part of the snowman’s body.. then the second.. then the head. He grabbed some rocks, and formed a smile at the snowman. He ran inside the house, grabbing a carrot, scarf, and a hat. He placed it on the snowman, he grabbed sticks and placed them in the snowman as his arms. Edd pulled out his Polaroid and took a picture of the snowman. he plopped on the floor, waving his arms and legs back and forth to create a snow angel.

“Tom! Matt! Tord?! Cmon! It’s fun!”

[eddswrold-fandicc]

"Sir? Sir, wake up! Wake up!" Tom held Red Leader in his arms, shaking him, hoping he'll wake up.

He hugged him closer, "Please.. Tord... Wake up.. I love you.."

It's been years since he said that to Tord.

Tom quietly sobbed as medics arrived, ripping an unconscious Tord from his arms. He immediately felt cold and alone.

"C'mon, get up. You need medical attention too," One of the medics helped Tom off the ground, putting him in a wheelchair and taking him away to the hospital on base. All Tom could do was cry and look for Tord.

"Where is he?" He looked around and couldn't find him.

"Sir, you need to settle down," The medic pushed the wheelchair faster, finally arriving at the entrance and taking Tom to an empty bed. It looked like a regular emergency room.

Two nurses started assessing Tom: putting in an IV, taking blood, and hooking him to the vital machine. As soon as they finished, they quickly left to join the chaos next door, only separated by a curtain. Tom tried listening, hoping it was Tord, and that he was okay.

"Start chest compressions! I'll grab the AED!"

Tom's eyes widened. The machine started to beep as his vitals went up. Tears started streaming down his face, "No..." He whispered.

The same two nurses heard the beeping, excusing themselves from next door. The look on Tom's face told them everything, "Oh, honey.. That's not him."

"W-What?" Tom wiped the tears running down his face.

"That's a soldier who blew himself up, Sir." The other nurse turned the machine off, and unlatched the bed brakes.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking him to Red Leader," The other nurse wheeled Tom out of the chaotic room, and into a much more calm environment. She hooked his bed to the back wall and plugged in his vital machine.

"He's completely fine, maybe a concussion."

Tom looked to his left, where he saw Tord. He was beaten up pretty bad. There were bruises and cuts all over his face and upper body. His arm was disconnected from his body, and set aside. But he was peacefully asleep. Tord didn't seem to be in any pain.

Tom sighed in relief, finally sitting back and relaxing into the pillow.

"You told me you loved me." Tord's voice cut through the silence.

Tom looked over to him, seeing a smile on his face, but his eyes still closed.

"Yeah..."

Tord's smile grew, "While you though I was dying in you arms."

Tom glared at him, "Yes."

Tord finally opened his eyes, connecting them with Tom's, "Well, I'm still alive Thomas. Care to repeat that?"

Tom glared at Tord's shit eating grin before turning himself over to rest on his side, facing away from Tord, "Nope."

Prompt #1025

"You told me you loved me."

"Yes."

"While you thought I was dying in your arms."

"Yes."

"Well, I'm still alive. Care to repeat that?"

[little-otter-writes]

No one asked for these but I'm in my period rn and felt like making 'em

How the Main four help with readers period [hcs]

Reader is gender neutral here, no specifically female btw :3

Edd

Surprisingly calm and focuses on getting you everything you need

Chocolate? Pads? Extra blankets? He's on it!

I hc that he still has powers from poweredd and his body is very warm from the radiation

so he's basically a big heating pad and he just loves to let you cling to him- he's happy he's helping :]

Will drop everything to help you if he needs too

Always sets up a warm bath to help you relax, he even puts those fancy bath salts in for ya

Tom

Very confused and even a but panicked but tries to help

Like Edd, he has a high body temp, but since he's the smallest he's much easier to just curl up with(he loves it and is happy to be your heating pad)

Has no idea what he's doing and just does whatever you tell him you need him to do- he's trying but he's a bit confused lol

Very protective of you and hardly let's you leave the bed. He's determined to do everything while you rest and relax

His monster form is even better to cuddle- he's big and fluffy and purrs like a freight train and it does wonders

Matt

He's also pretty confused but does his best to help

He's dated around a lot, especially in highschool, but his pasts relationships didn't usually last more than a week or two so he isn't used to this stuff

His mom never taught him much about it either(he's an only child as well)

Does as much research as he can to help

Unlike Tom and Edd he has a cooler body heat, but that helps sometimes too

He's also very tall and can purr in my hc so he basically just holds you and purrs a fuck ton a lot of the time- it's very sweet

I hc him to still be at least a little part vampire, so the smell of blood can make him a bit twitchy and hungry

so he does his best to mask the smell using stuff like scented candles and air freshener since he doesn't want to hurt you or make you uncomfortable

Buys whatever you need and at the upmost quality, only the best for his beloved.

His family has fuck you money so he can afford it anyway

Overall very sweet and caring, even if he's a bit confused about the whole thing

Tord

He knows a bit about this stuff- like matt he's dated around a bit but his relationships usually lasted longer, so he's a bit more familiar with this stuff

Buys you everything you need, from pads to comfort foods and whatever else

Surprisingly attentive, he will drop anything to comfort you

He's probably made a device or two to help with your periods, whether it be a heating pad of sorts or some other thing

He always has your comfort food in stock, as well as some meds to help out

Let's you use his anime body pillows- they're a bit weird but hey it's Tord

[x-junwrites-x]

OH OH UHMMMMM WHATCHA THINK ABOUT A LITTLE DRABBLE OF TORD TAKING CARE OF SICK READER?? I’m sick and I’m in HORRIBLE misery :(

NO RUUUSHHH!! <333

Sorry this took a while to get to anon, I hope you felt better not long after you sent this ask! Enjoy the sick fic fluff:)

-Jun

Sick Fic(Tord x Reader Fluff)

tw: none

Tord looked down at his watch, noticing the way it showed just past 10 in the morning. He had let you sleep in, knowing you had a late night yesterday, despite your shared texts of you promising you’d be ready for him to be over no later than 9am, before you had gone to sleep. Now he was at your door, having knocked once and not hearing a peep. He squinted at the door like it was going to open for him. 

“Where…” He muttered, deciding to take matters into his own hands and seek you out from your bedroom window. Wasn’t the first time he did this. He had gotten an earful from you the last time he did it though. He smirked, you were cute when you were flustered. Especially if he was the one to make you flustered. 

But before he could step from the porch, the door opened. His mouth parted to greet you in that playfully annoying way he always did before the words were dying in his throat at the sight of you.

Your shirt was rucked up slightly, showing a peek of the soft skin of your stomach, pajama pants barely covering mismatched socks. His gray eyes snapped back to your face, hearing the way you sniffled and instantly noticed the pink of your nose and the fatigue apparent in your features. It looked like you hadn’t slept a wink despite your sleep-rumpled appearance.

“So you’re sick." He stated more than asked, earning an eye roll from you.

“Yeah, sorry, I meant to message you earlier that you shouldn’t come over, but I fell back asleep before I could.” You murmured, voice sounding scratchy as hell. Near a croak. He frowned. Stepping forward easily, he laid the back of his hand against your forehead, clicking his tongue in disapproval at the temperature he was met with.

“Can’t you do anything right.” He scoffed quietly, moving through your doorway before you could respond. “I’m staying here with you. You clearly can't take care of yourself in this state.” 

“I-” You began, feeling like you should defend yourself.

“No, you’re getting back into bed while I make you something to eat and get you medicine.” He turned back to you, noticing the way you hadn't moved from the door. “You haven’t eaten yet have you?” You shrunk back sheepishly. He tisked. 

“Klovn, get back to bed.” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he heard you scuffle in place. He opened his eyes, seeing the way you held yourself when you were self conscious. His gaze softened slightly.

You blinked as he approached you in that calm way of his, eyes searching your tired ones. You felt awful honestly. You woke up to a dry scratchy throat, an irritated stuffy nose, and your skin felt as though it was too tight for your bones. Awful. And he could see it in the way you watched him blearily. His hand reached up to cup your cheek, thumb drawing soothing circles over your heated skin.

“My søt, you need to rest in order to feel better.” He leaned in softly, lips meeting your forehead. He pulled back with a frown, not liking the fever that wracked your body. “Let me take care of you.” He murmured, looking at the way you blinked slowly. It looked like you were about to cry. He tucked you into his arms, pressing your head lightly into his shoulder as you sank into his embrace with a sniffle. It was a few moments of the two of you standing there before he was humming at your little nod and ‘thank you’ you laid against his neck. “Go. Bed.” He ordered, pushing you away lightly. 

You sniffled, this time from your stuffy nose. 

“Okay.” You said weakly, turning back to head down the hallway to your bedroom. “Don’t burn the kitchen down.” You heard the way he grumbled loudly at your retreating back as you grinned to yourself.

 *

You blinked awake at the light prodding to your arm over the covers, turning with a grumble as you saw Tord looking down at you the way a cat greets you in the mornings. 

“I need you to try eating something before you sleep more, kjære.” He said softly, voice tender in a way you hadn’t heard from him in a while. The first time was when he uttered the three words that made you melt after your first real fight. His gaze was as honest as he’d ever been, the look made you feel something you had carefully tucked into your ribs for later. 

You pouted, tucking your chin into the blanket as you tugged it up with a hand. He huffed, amused. 

“Come on.” He coaxed you with a kiss to your forehead, helping you sit up as you stared at the bowl with a small bit of soup. Your eyebrows raised, looking back up at him as he sat next to you. You knew you didn’t have any canned chicken soups lying around, having run out of them last week from a couple weeks of late nights at work.

“What?” Tord squinted at you as if offended. “You know I can cook sometimes.” Making you smile at his tone. He pushed the bowl into your hands, arms crossing over his chest in wait as you brought the spoon to your lips. Though you barely could smell it through your stuffy nose, you favored the warmth the porcelain seeped into your fingers. He watched in patient silence as you nearly finished the small portion before you were handing the bowl back to him. Only a small bit of the soup left. “Thank you.” You whispered, closing your eyes as the warmth of the soup eased your throat some.

“No sleeping yet, nydelig.” He murmured, shifting to turn to the table at your bedside, picking up the medicine you had stashed away behind your bathroom sink cabinet. “This should help you feel better too. Disgusting, but you have to take it.” He saw the way you grimaced as he handed you the bottle, taking the cap off for you and the dose cup it came with. You blinked as you watched him pour the medicine for you, the amber liquid looking unappealing.

“Down the hatch.” He said, raising his brows at your hesitance. “You were practically shoving this down my throat when I was sick, don’t make me do that to you.” He huffed, earning a whine. 

“Fine.” You grumbled, tipping your head back to swallow the medicine quickly. You gagged at the taste, shaking your head as he chuckled. You knocked his arm with yours, handing the bottle and cap to him.

“There we go.” He said, kissing the back of your hand before he got up to take the bowl and medicine back to the kitchen and bathroom respectively. You watched him go, head still feeling muddy with tiredness as you laid back down. You turned, laying on your side now as you fiddled with the loose thread of the pillow case. His footsteps padded down the hallway to your room again, door closing slightly behind him until there was only a crack of light between the sunlight of the hallway and the dimness of your room. The Norwegian moved to the other side of the bed, mattress big enough for the two of you to sleep comfortably together. You looked at him in surprise again. 

“You’ll get sick.” You whispered, watching the way he shrugged noncommittally. He took his phone out before moving under the blanket with you. 

“I’ll be fine, go back to sleep. You’ll feel better.” He said, squinting down at the screen before scrolling up. You sighed, tucking a cough into the blanket around your fist. He looked at you then, eyes roving over your face. He turned to face you, fingers tucking hair away from your face.

“Sleep.” He whispered, caressing your cheek as your eyes fluttered shut. 

“Thank you.” You whispered again, tucking your chin back under the sheets.

“Klovn.” Tord muttered, 

“Don’t thank me for this.” Was all you heard before you drifted to sleep. 

Fin.

[silky-stories]

Reblogging bc this person is such a talented writer

Could I possibly get a Tord x Reader comfort fic—?

YES HE'S SO SCRUNKLY AND COOL <3

You and Tord had known eachother for awhile now, having met him through your best friend Edd years prior. If there's one thing you've learned about him through this time is that he brushes off alot of issues.

However.. that was about to change.

Your hand carefully turned the knob to Edd's front door, the wooden frame creaking as you slowly made your way in. Naturally, you took a seat on the couch and pressed your hands to each of your cheeks, allowing a heavy sigh to escape from your chest.

"Ughhnnn.. I swear, people can just be too much sometimes.." The words left you, the pressure in your spine decreasing slightly as you relaxed into the couch.

"Ah! Y/N!"

An accented man called out to you as he peaked out of his bedroom, his usual smile beginning to falter at the state of yourself. "Uh.. Long day or something? You look like hell."

He kept a calm expression, a smirk tugging at his lips, begging him to keep his usual cockiness even when something was clearly off. You sighed, pulling a blanket off the back of the couch and wrapping it around yourself "You could say that. Just.." You struggled to find words for a moment, grasping at anything you could to continue the flow of your sentence only for it to be cut short with a groan.

The Norwegian man was off, his aura becoming less smug and more.. concerned? No, that couldn't be it. Maybe it was pity, or just some kind of excuse for him to get close enough to push you off the couch? He took a seat, your thoughts being instantly brushed aside as he wrapped an arm around your blanket covered figure, pulling you in and resting his head on yours.

"You know, life is not made to be easy." He spoke plainly, his voice keeping it's usual pitch as his expression became laced with empathy "-But that does not mean you deserve to suffer in it." A hand began to brush over your head, offering comfort as he continued "Life can and will try it's hardest to bring you down, but I know you, Y/N. You always bounce back, even if it takes a little while." His trademark grin returned "And even if it takes years, I will be right by your side."

This was unexpected, and quite frankly, concerning at first. His intentions are clear though, he simply wants to help, and honestly? You're alright with that, even if he is sketchy at times.

"Thank you, Tord."

"Is not a problem, old friend."

[c0la-queen]

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

---

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.

---

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.

---

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.

---

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."

---

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.

---

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."

[dollcherray]

₊⊹ HIGHSCHOOL SWEETHEARTS 𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖

⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ EDDSWORLD WITH A HYPER FEMININE S/O

ᯓ★ Pst! Cherry says: YIPPEE, EDDSWORLD CONTENT! i've been hyper fixating on eddsworld lately so decided to work on some hcs about them for the fandom, eat up children!! and also... I'm FREE!!! i finally solved what i had to solve so i have more time now, reader is gn :) THERE'S NO TORD IN THIS.

✧₊⁺ Type: Headcanons, Romantic/platonic(?), Fluff.

꩜.ᐟ Music: Highschool sweethearts

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ EDD

۶ৎ He thinks you're adorable, really! the first time he met you, you were wearing a white soft dress that had black details on the garment neckline along with black heels and white socks, your hair was tied up on a ponytail with a big white scrunchie that had a bow attached to it and Edd was fond of the style the moment he saw you.

۶ৎ Edd is very chill about it, he doesn't care about how you dress and how much you use makeup and bows, as long as you're happy, he's happy!

۶ৎ The only thing he's not really happy with is the shopping sprees you drag him into, don't get him wrong, he's happy that you know your style but, shopping for it almost every week and dragging him along with it kinda bugs him out because you always make him carry the hundreds of bags.

۶ৎ Edd tried to voice his annoyance to you many times, but everytime he sees the happy look on your face, he just sorta sucks it up and be your bag holder for the rest of the shopping spree, Edd has a weak spot for your smile.

۶ৎ And of course you use that weak spot to your advantage when you ask him if you could do your makeup, he may try to play tough and reject it at first but like i said, just use his weak spot that he'll eventually give in.

۶ৎ Edd doesn't really do skincare but wouldn't mind doing it, i think he would be chill about it honestly.

۶ৎ Everytime he's going to gift you, 50% of the chances is that he's giving you dress or heels, the other 50% is either makeup or accessories, because he's that supportive of your style. 🫶🏼 (and he doesn't really know what else to gift you)

۶ৎ Edd thinks this style of clothing really fits you, you look very delicate and pretty with it, so expect him to compliment every time you put together a new outfit.

۶ৎ If someone judges you for the way you dress, he would defend you but wouldn't try to make a scene, it would be more in a chill way, saying things like "hey man, that's not cool" and etc, if the person still try to be rude Edd would just distance you both from them.

۶ৎ overall very chill but supportive :)

꩜.ᐟ MATT

۶ৎ You guys are twinning.

۶ৎ Matt is not a hyper feminine person like you, but he is quite the feminine guy, so he may borrow a shirt or a bow from time to time, just don't forget to ask for him to give it back. (or he may legit steal it from you 👀)

۶ৎ When he first saw you, he was in the mall with Matilda and oh boy when he set his eyes on you, he gave one of those dramatic loud gasps that you could hear it from across the mall, like Matt chill it's just a person wearing a pink shirt from your favorite brand.

۶ৎ He wouldn't really wear makeup but if you ask to do his makeup Matt will gladly accept it!! if you do something more pinkish he'll adore it!! i like to hc that one of his main favorite colors out of the many he has is pink, so he'll be really satisfied with it.

۶ৎ He'll gladly go on shopping sprees with you, you two would be full of shopping bags in under 2 hours, you guys would be walking with a whole new wardrobe in your arms.

۶ৎ Selfies, LOTS of manicure and/or pedicure selfies, skincare nights EVERY NIGHT, you guys would have a whole new album of photos!! 99% of these photos are written "Besties 4ever" or something between these lines in them.

۶ৎ This man is like your fucking soulmate, if you offer him to wear a skirt he would honestly.

۶ৎ Just a silly duo.

⋆.˚ TOM

۶ৎ He has a love hate relationship with it, same reasons as Edd its just hes more passive-aggressive with it.

۶ৎ not that he really cares what you wear, its just the way you drag people in it that kinda pisses him off but, he tries his best to be supportive of it.

۶ৎ Everytime you guys are one of your hundreds of shopping sprees and you make him carry something, he'll grumble under his breath and begrudgingly take one of the bags for you, because, well, its you.

۶ৎ If you ask him to let you do his makeup, he'll instantly say no, like stop asking and scram off.

۶ৎ But if you really insist on it, like really annoy him about it, he'll eventually give in out of irritation, only to regret it moments later when he sees the "pink mess" (in his words) you did on his face.

۶ৎ Man walked out of your room looking like a drag queen.

۶ৎ Tom is also the type of man to not do skincare but wouldn't mind doing it, so if you offer him to do it for him, he'll accept it and thank you for taking care of him. (cutie)

۶ৎ Sometimes he doesn't understand why you wear so much pink, honestly, but he isn't the best one to complain anyways, since he (like the others) mainly wears one color.

۶ৎ Grumpy cat.