#yandere red leader tord

[obsessivelyloved]

Day 1: Love at First Sight

Full disclosure: I wrote this while drinking so sorry in advance if it flows weird or if there are any weird sentences that don't make sense.

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His eyes had been drawn to you. Tord couldn’t put his finger on why. It wasn’t like he made it a habit to ogle movie theater workers. He was always in and out whenever the latest gorey movie came out. The less human interaction he had the better. He got enough interaction from the lowest of humanity at his job. Building robots on the side really brought out the stupidity in people. 

But ever since he stepped foot in the theater, he couldn’t help but sneak glances over at you. You looked bored, standing behind the concession stand. 

You fidgeted with something beneath the counter and swayed a little. 

Tord almost envied you. Not many people buy snacks at the movie theater nowadays. It was much simpler - and cheaper - to sneak some in. 

But something compelled Tord to speak to you, His heart raced as he approached the counter. Fuck his movie, he could afford the first few minutes to talk to you. He swiftly read your nametag and rolled your name around in his head. 

He liked it. It really suit you. Knowing your name made his heart race more. 

  Tord put on his best flirty smile, leaned against the counter, and opened with a line he used frequently at the bar. “They pay you to stand here and look so pretty?”

You stared blankly at him. “Can you repeat that?” you ask flatly. His heart dropped. Shit. Normally that got a chuckle out of the pretty girls and guys at the bar. Or the giggly cashiers at the grocery store.

Tord grinned wider, his sharp teeth glinting in the low light. 

“I said,” he drawls, leaning further over the counter. The scent of buttery popcorn grows stronger. “That you’re way too cute to be working here.” 

He meant it. Really, he did. You kept staring blankly at him. 

“Are you going to buy something or are you just going to harass me?” 

Alright, changing tactics. 

“What do you recommend?” Tord asks, leaning back away from the counter. A rush of heat went down his back. Why did he feel so embarrassed? 

“I’d just get a large popcorn and call it a day,” you answer in that same flat voice. 

Frustration starts to bubble in Tord’s chest. Just what the hell was wrong with this person? Tord was great with people. He was building his own army for fucks sake. People flocked to find him, to join his cause.

Why did he want to impress you so bad

Tord snorts and shakes his head. “You sure know how to upsell a guy. Shit, just a large popcorn? You’re not going to try to convince me to give up my right arm for a candy bucket and a large soda?” 

A slight smile appears on your face for a moment. It makes his heart flutter. 

“I honestly don’t care what you buy. They just pay me to stand here.” 

Tord barks out a short laugh at that. “Really?” he asks. “I’ll take the popcorn then, since you put your heart and soul into convincing me to buy it.”

Whatever faint amusement was on your face was gone in an instant. A vague frustration crossed your face before you spun around to fill up the popcorn bucket. Tord didn’t mind. His gaze lingered on you. You may have acted prickly and above his flirtations, but Tord couldn’t deny that something drew him towards you. 

He wanted to find out what, keep talking to you, and give you his phone number. He wanted a genuine smile, a laugh, and your phone number. 

You turn back around with a full bucket of popcorn. “Eight fifty,” you state blandly, all but slamming the popcorn bucket on the counter. 

Tord pulls out his wallet and hands you a twenty. You give him a sour look as you open up your till and dig for the right amount of change. 

After he receives the right amount, Tord winks at you and slips it all into your tip jar.

“For your stellar service,” he purrs. And then he was off, making a beeline for the room his latest gorey interest was playing. You wouldn't leave his mind the entire time he sat in that theater. His heart raced every time he thought of you. It’d been a while since someone had caught his attention like you had. 

Perhaps you’d be worth the chase. His bed had gotten awfully cold lately since his dearest decided to get into his locked drawer and wield his gun. He’d love them forever but it was time for him to move on. You seemed perfect for him. He couldn’t wait to see you again. 

After all, it was rare for Tord to experience love at first sight.

[therealestgalthereis]

YANDERE RED LEADER TORD X READER

Warnings; Mentions of stalking, drugging, kidnapping "And I've got eyes to watch you sleep" - Stalker's Tango ---------------------- For weeks now, you had been on edge. Not only was your.. 'lovely' London being taken hold of by the Red army, but an odd feeling had developed. It was like you were being watched almost constantly, you could feel someone's eyes on you often, and it made your skin crawl. Everday you'd have your blinds closed, making the effort to stray far away from any windows whilst changing. It never helped. 'Paranoid. I'm just paranoid," you thought to yourself as you brushed your teeth. The feeling of being watched had only worsened today - to the point you had called in sick from work just to avoid going outside. Spitting out the toothpaste into your sink, you ran a hand through your hair, trying to calm down your nerves. You switched the bathroom light off, stepping into your dimly lit hallway. Standing at the end of it was a tall man. Your heart began racing and you blinked, narrowed your eyes, trying to get a better look at whoever was inside your apartment. Looking away for a moment, you tried to convince yourself you had gone delusional with fear - and you wished you had. Once you looked back, it.. was gone. A sigh of relief escaped you. Then, you felt a hand snake around your waist. "GET THE HELL OFF ME!" you screeched, eyes wide with fear. "Shh, don't thrash around so much," a voice with a Norwegian accent cooed in your ears. It was deep, and gruff, almost scratchy. It send shivers down your spine. You felt his other hand grab something in his pocket, before he slammed it over your mouth. It was a cloth, and it smelled funny. For a few more moments, you thrashed around, before slowly going limp. Tord easily supported your weight, a fond smile spreading across his scarred face 'Finally..' he thought to himsef, a content sigh escaping him. He had been stalking you for months, and couldn't help himself from finally getting what he so deeply wanted. You.

[xxdark-obsessionxx]

haven’t been able to finish the next request, here’s an old drabble that’s been sitting in my docs.

CW: Noncon

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Too often did Tom end up this way. With his hands tied tight together, arms wrapped around Tord’s neck. His….. “husband”’s cock pounding harshly into him, reducing him unwillingly into a mess.

“That’s it my love,” Tord murmurs against his neck, kissing and marking his skin. “Keep making those gorgeous sounds for me.”

Tom kept his eyes closed. He’d long given up trying to stifle his moans. Long sessions with a horrid gag made him realize he’d rather give in than deal with drooling over himself. Any sound, embarrassing or not, was not worth having that awful gag keep his mouth wide open.

Wide enough for Tord to place him on his knees and-

Nononono bad thought! Bad memory! Tom banished it from his mind, wriggling underneath Tord.

He focused on the pleasure building up inside him, even though he didn’t want it. The sooner Tord was satisfied the sooner it was over. All he had to do was wait and take it. Besides, he knew Tord had his Red Leader duties.

Tom knew for a fact that the asshole had things to do tomorrow morning. As a warm metal hand slowly pumped his cock, Tom tried to convince himself that it’d be over soon.

[straight-2-heaven]

Chapter 2.

The ride to the airport, and the plane ride was boring, disappointingly so. But, you were sure things would be well worth it by the time you were done. Catch a dictator in the making. Help him get his jailtime (or execution). Get into danger trying to see what he looked like. Be known as a hero. The perfect plan, in your mind. You'd be a world-star. A hero. And live to tell the tale! Stepping out of the lightened interior of the airport into the dark London, you had but one thing on your mind. Sleep. Yeah. You were tired as fuck. As much as you knew perhaps you should head straight to see the prime minister, the idea of resting your head on some pillow was making it difficult to think of anything else. As much as you wanted to get the best house on the London market, you assumed it'd be wise to 'lay low'. After an hour of walking around whilst scrolling through houses for sale, you found one for dirt cheap. The owner was a man named 'Edd Gold'. It seemed sketchy, but it looked nice enough. Only problem was there was (including Edd) four people there already. But, to be honest, in your eyes it simply made things more interesting, for all you know one of those four could be the Red leader. Before showing up to the house, you felt it smart to buy a few, small cameras. As much as you'd like to show them you trusted the four residing there, to convince yourself to trust them fully would be stupid. You wouldn't put them in their rooms, of course, or the bathrooms, just.. around. Where they wouldn't be able to see them.

[scarletwaffles]

Im bored #4

I wanna do an x reader (Reader is female) which Eddsworld character should I use (I might do one shot or headcannons Idk yet)

[stela20]

❤ Yandere red leader x y/n gacha club Eddsworld ❤

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[almighty-letu]

In wym, what if they switch places? What if Tom was the yandere and blue leader, and Tord the just a guy kidnaped? Or what if he still was red leader and end up in that situation. How that would be?

I think Blue Leader is more subtle and laid back when it comes to his affections toward Tord. He would still show him off and brag to his soldiers like "Look at my husband! Have you seen my husband? Isn't he gorgeous?" But he would be patient and play the long con to wait for Tord to reciprocate his feelings, almost playing hard to get kinda? Like "yeah I kidnapped you to be my husband, so what? You want a medal?" To the point of frustrating Tord because how dare he put him in such a impossible situation and not do anything about it? Tom would also occasionally play and sing for him to try and woo him.

[obsessive-sin]

Can you give us more hc of yan red leader with breeding kink😫

Aw shit my bad, didn't read the "hc" part and I started writing out a drabble haha. Here's a few headcanons :)

ღ If Tord had a breeding kink when he was younger, before he was red leader, then oh boy did it get worse. He'd fixate on breeding his s/o. On stuffing them full enough to keep them in bed.

ღ Instead of tying his s/o, he'd prefer to use his metal arm to keep them in place. Whether that be keeping his s/o's hands placed firmly against their headboard or the bed, or keeping his arm firmly around their waist as he fucks them relentlessly.

ღ Tord would be fond of telling his s/o exactly what he wants to do with/to them. Of how he'd put a baby inside them and keep them by his side forever. Depending on his mood, he gets really sappy about it or dirty.

ღ Still plugs his s/o but instead of taking it out after they're done, he'd make them keep it in them as they're moving around the base.

[glamoureddreamer]

Mine

Eddsworld (Tom x Tord)

Warnings: Dark themes, swearing, weapons, violence, death, blood/gore, Yandere themes, and vomiting (please let me know if I’ve missed anything)

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Translations at the bottom

"Hey, Edd?" Tom asks, Edd hums softly slightly turning his head still staring at the tv. 

"I'm going to go out for a bit." Edd nods taking a drink of his coke. Matt smiles and waves bye to Tom.

"Have fun." Tom walks over to the door and glances at the guys. His eyes caught Tords, he quickly opens the door and left. Tom slides down the door and sits there for a moment taking a few deep breaths.

He runs his hand through his hair, pulling slightly. Once fully calm he stands up and slowly begins to walk down the street, he shoves his hands into his pockets.

'What the hell is with Tord lately?' He thinks to himself.

'Yeah, the guy is a freak all the time but lately, it's...different.' 

The cold air seemed to do nothing to him, frost covered the ground. His breath was visible in the air.

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"Tom has been acting weird lately. Do you think he's okay?" Matt asks no one in particular, he glances at the door.

"Yeah, I'm not sure I've never seen him act like this." Edd pauses the movie, Tord looks up from his phone slowly.

"You don't have to worry about that." He says before getting up. Matt and Edd look at each other then Tord.

"What does that mean?"

"He's mine, so stop worrying about him," Tord says, hate laced in his voice. 

"He's yours?" Matt asks "Aw are you two together?"

"No, we're not because you're both standing in the way," Tord growls in a low voice, he pulls out two pistols. Edds and Matt's eyes go wide, Edd stands up holding his hands out. Tord aims for Edd and Matt.

"Wait Tord old friend- we're friends remember- we can talk about this can't we?" Tord pulls the triggers, Matt slumps over in his seat.

"T-Tord..." Edd groans in pain now on the floor, choking on his blood.

"You're stronger than I thought, two bullets huh." Tears fall down Edds face looking over at Matt.

"W-w..why?"

"Tom is mine- you both got in our way." Tord walks over to him and steps right where the bullet wound was. Edd screams in pain, and Tord aims for his head.

"Goodbye old friend, I will take good care of him, don't worry." Tord pulls the trigger.

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Tom checks his phone, and he huffs.

"Midnight, I should probably go back before Edd freaks out." 

He makes it to the block, he sees the neighbors standing outside looking at their house.

"What the hell are you guys doing over there? Tell them to shut the fuck up some of us want to sleep!" Tom rolls his nonexistent eyes.

"Whatever." He ignores the rest and keeps walking.

"I'm serious! We heard screaming and loud bangs! It's annoying!" Eduardo yells after him, Tom pauses for a second. Screaming? Loud bangs? Tom runs to the door and throws it open. 

He walks inside and looks into the living room. He sighs seeing Matt slumped over on the couch. The movie was still going, Matt must've fallen asleep. 

The neighbors must've heard the tv or something. Tom walks over to the entrance of the living room and leans on the wall.

"Hey Matt, you should wake up and go to bed. Edd will go mother bird on us if he sees you out here in the morning." Tom chuckles a little.

"Matt? Come on don't make me shake you, I know your not a heavy sleeper." Tom huffs and walks into the living room.

"The neighbors want us to-" he stops dead in his tracks. Edd is on the floor blood pooling under him. Tom drops down to him frantically checking for a pulse.

"Matt call-" he looks at Matt and also sees a bullet wound. Tears filled his eyes as he hurries over to check his pulse.

"They are already dead." Tord smiles. Tom nearly gives himself whiplash from turning around so fast to face the red devil. Tom's face instantly turns into one of anger.

"What did you do!" He yells, tears starting to fall.

"I got rid of the problem Tom, now I have you all to myself." Tord smiles and takes a step forward. Tom's eyes widen as he takes a step back.

"No, stay back you freak! Your crazy!" Tom grabs whatever he can to protect himself. Which ends up being an empty bottle he left from earlier. He smashes the end and points it at Tord.

"Oh love, don't be like that." Tord smiles backing Tom up into a corner.

Once Tom couldn't move anymore he held the bottle out swinging it at Tord. The red devil stops and grabs Tom's wrist getting cut in the process. 

Tord grabs the bottle and throws it to the other side of the room, it smashes against the wall. Tord grabs onto Tom's jacket and with a wicked grin forces Tom's mouth open and smears his blood in. 

Tom pushes him away, he double downs and vomits. Tord bends down with a smile as he lifts Tom's chin. Tom was crying, his friends are dead and Tord is a monster.

"Tom aren't you happy? Now you can be with me and only me." Tom felt the anger boil in his blood, he punches Tord knocking him over. Tom quickly jumps up and tries to run, Tord gets up and grabs his neck quickly.

"My dear, we don't want to start our eternity like this do we?" He squeezes hard. Tom punches; claws, and tries to pull his arm away. Tom's vision started to go, he tries getting gasps of air in. His arms drop but Tord doesn't stop.

"That's what I-" A gunshot rang through the air, and a splash of wet and warm liquid covered Tom's face. Tom drops to the ground, he grabs his neck breathing heavily. 

His vision was blurry, he sees three figures. One of them bends down and gets closer- it's Tord. Tom kicks him and backs up, whimpering.

"Tom it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you," Tord says setting down his gun, Toms kicks at him which did nothing. The Norwegian grabs his feet making him stop.

"What- your-why?" Tom's voice was raspy and only managed to get a few words out.

"I came back to get something I left behind and I saw that my clone..." Tord looks over his shoulder at Edd and Matt.

"Our friends..." Tom's eyes welled up with tears, he couldn't stop himself from crying this time. Tom begins to sob, he was so fucking scared and didn't know what was going on. He hoped to whatever god out there that this was just a bad dream. Tords eyes widen as Tom makes his way over and hugs him. 

Tom buries his face into Tord's shoulder, and Tord rubs his back.

"Paul, Patryk. Clean up." Tord commands quietly to not scare the Brit in his arms. Tord stands up picking Tom up along with him.

"Yes sir." They both say.

"What?" Tom asks scared, he tries to push away. 

"Tom it's fine, I'll take you back to our base- it's safer- that's if you're okay with that," Tord asks, Tom glances around his eyes drift over his friends. Tom hides his face in the others shoulder crying again.

"My stuff...their stuff..." He whimpers, the image of his friends forever burned in his mind.

"Paul and Patryk will take care of it." Tord rubs his back gently in circles. Tord nods at Patryk and Paul who heard Tom. Tord walks out the door and to the car.

Tord looks at Tom crying on his shoulder still, he grins evilly.

"Din min nå min kjære."

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Translations (in order) (I know very little Norwegian I'm using google translate so sorry if some of it's wrong.)

"Din min nå min kjære"- You are mine now my dear

[dgknightblue]

Chapter tease

[demigknight]

Do you want this? Too bad, it’s not here.

[obsessivelyloved]

Was looking through my docs and found this. It's a polyworld au, where Tom laid an egg. Reader is a child of divorce in this because I’m a sucker for divorced future eddtord. I might continue this if anyone's interested.

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You gotta be fucking kidding me. Edd thought in disbelief. He grits his teeth as he rips the poster off the wall. That piece of shit, he thought furiously. He ripped off another. And another. Wanted posters were scattered across the alley. All of him. 

                            Edward Galloway

                         $1,000,000

 WANTED: Him and the child. Both brought in ALIVE. 

Edd would be damned before he let that asshole take his child. It didn’t matter if Tord had carried the egg and birthed it, the baby was Edd’s. Edd raised them for most of their life, after Tord dumped them on him. It didn’t matter that he had an army building. The jackass could have at least called more, to talk to their toddler. 

He sure had no problem contacting Edd when he “needed a place to stay”. God, how stupid Edd was. How blind by excitement. He really believed that Tord had finished whatever sketchy thing he had been up to for years. That he was ready to come home and raise their child.

Fucking hell. 

Edd would never believe a word Tord would say again. Never again would he be so stupid. Not like Tom and Matt. And that was a whole other can of worms. 

He shook his head, picking up his grocery bags and continuing down the alley. It had taken ten minutes to rid the alley of posters. He hadn’t bought cold groceries so it was fine. 

Thankfully, he didn’t cross paths with any more wanted posters of him or his child. It was a good sign. More posters popping up would mean he’d have to lay low for a while. If he was spotted and reported, more of Tord’s robots would patrol along with his soldiers. Police? Whatever the fuck he called them. 

Edd didn’t pay much attention to what the Red Leader was up to these days. Good or bad, it mattered nothing to him. All that mattered was that Tord was on the hunt. Edd already missed the first three years of his baby's life, he wasn't missing anymore.

[bloody-demi-boy]

What would the red leader do if i was nice

If you were nice and went along with him, he would be ever so sweet to you, doting on you and keeping you by his side

But regardless of your disposition, his sadistic side will force its way out. He'll find ways to cause you pain without you being able to tell it was his fault. You wouldn't be safe in the bedroom, that's where his true desires shine. Knives, blood, rope, he'd do whatever he wanted to you.

But if you're sweet to him, he'd be sweet to you afterwards. He'd praise you to no end, telling you how strong and brave you are for enduring everything, how much he loves you, etc. It would really be the only thing worth living with him for.

[rin-does-art-sorta-blog]

Art dump+ Extras

I drew, StarBoy, Yan!Tord, and R.L.

also Monster Rin, he's only in this because he's an eddsworld OC. I also started a new blog, its for a book I’m writing called StarGazer. you should check it out. @stargazerisprobablygay

[slowlyshamelesscolor]

Yandere EddsWorld Short Headcanons

Dividers by sweetyandalexlavv on Deviantart

Content warning: stalking, cyberstalking, unhealthy relationships, kidnapping

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT ⚰️🕊

EDD

Edd strikes me as a bashful stalker. You know, he fell in love with you at first sight when he first met you. You two had so much in common, and he was curious about everything about you. He had to stalk you in order to accomplish this. He'd even stalk you on the internet. 

He wishes he could express his affections for you, but he is too bashful to do so.

He would be devastated if you rejected him. He realizes, but that doesn't mean he'll give up. He'll never do it.

MATT

Matt strikes me as a narcissist worshipping yandere. He felt he was the most beautiful person in the planet. Until he met you, that is.

Matt would spend all of his time with you and would be envious if you spent time with someone else.

If you reject him, he will lock you up in a hidden area in his attic that not even his buddies will be able to locate. You only had to accept him, but you didn't. You're now stuck in his room with him for the rest of your life.

TOM

Tom strikes me as a cranky, isolated yandere. To be honest, he first despised you. He loathed you completely. But as he discovered more about you, he began to fall in love with you. That's how his infatuation began.

You know how Matt gets jealous when you go out with someone else? Tom, on the other hand, is far worse than Matt. He'd try to distract you by wrapping his hands around you and giving the person you're talking to an angry look. It's much scarier and more threatening since he has no eyes.

If you reject him, he will move out of Edd's house and purchase his own, then return and kidnap you. You had to make this difficult for both of you, didn't you?

 

TORD

He strikes me as a cruel possessive yandere. He adored you, he honestly did, but he also desired to rule the world. But after becoming red leader, he recognized that you were more essential than conquering the world. He desired you to be his.

Because he was returning to Edd's house, it was the ideal time to catch you and take over the planet. You are his queen, and he is your king.

If you reject him, he will abduct you and imprison you. He will make you adore him even if he has to resort to extreme tactics.

This is based on the fictional cartoon characters, not the real people.

[myficdump]

idK ^^' fbgvGG yea it can be a request- though im quite curious with the fic you're doing too :0 !!!

Ok cool! Later when I'm done babysiting, I'll write out yandere Tord x reader headcanons 💖👍.

I've been on a huge soulmate kick recently and I was thinking about Red Leader Tord. I can't remember what led me to this, but "I bet he gives good hugs" crossed through my mind and the idea for the fic hit me akdjfieke. So the fic is a yandere platonic soulmates au with soul marks. Each mark is different, but Edd and his friends have the platonic kind.

I haven't decided how much older Tord is than the rest of them, but the fic is basically going to start out as a "haha funny, Red Leader's platonic soulmate is young and childish which is not something expected of him" to a slowly growing horror of "holy shit my platonic soul mate is going to keep me in his base forever to keep me 'safe'" bc surprise! Platonic yan Tord.

akdhfjdkdjd Im so sorry if this doesn't make sense. Here's a sneak peak at what I've written:

The mark was a mix of black and red today. Edd brushed his fingers against it, hesitant to press it. He winced as a dull anger and agitation passed through his chest. Yep, he was going to stay clear of his mark for a bit. He pulled his hoodie sleeve back down to cover it. It wouldn’t be a good idea if he pressed it and let it affect his own mood. He worried that if he did, then his friend would touch their own mark and then both of them would stay in a vicious cycle of intense negative emotions. 

It’s happened a few times, so Edd was right to be worried about it. Of course, Tom told him that was dumb but once Edd kept his hand pressed against his mark and his friend noticed. He knew that because the emotions he felt from the mark intensified and he stayed like that for an hour, constantly feeling his friend’s floored emotions and trying his best to send happy ones back. And if they were both touching their marks while concentrating hard enough, they could talk to each over. It was rare, but Edd loved when it happened. His friend didn’t say much, but hearing them assure him that they’d find him was very nice.