[Tordtom stories I stopped working on]

I'm A Necromancer Baby! (the Nec Is Silent)

Whenever I'm sad, I just think about how Tord is the devil and death in previous eddisodes.

[don't have a name yet] au
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Tom was clad in a dark blue cloak holding a lantern firmly in his hand. The crunching of leaves and soft tolls of bells coming from the graves made a shiver travel down his spine. Completely unaware of the eyes that were watching his every move.

He trudged slowly through the grass that was now slowly increasing in length as the area got more unkempt. A low hissing sound filled his ears, Tom brushed it off and continued walking the path.

Tom bumped into a broken statue of an angel; he stepped back and looked at direction where it was pointing at.

The blood moon was finally in its full glory, but the wretched sign of the graveyard was blocking it, how is he going to revive his dead mom now?

Teeth sunk down on his leg, Tom started flailing to shake the snake off but it only caused for it sink his teeth even deeper. Tom fell to the ground looking at the blood moon as it started to change colors?

The snake on his leg was nothing but mere bones now, and the bite on his leg didn't hurt anymore.

"get up"

Tom looked up and saw an outstretched skeleton hand coming from a cloaked figure with a scythe. Tom let out a loud scream as he trued to scramble away, the person then picked Tom up and he was still alive.

"who are you?"
"shouldn't I be the one asking that? Pretty people like ought to have pretty names as well"

The flashing of the blood moon added to Tom's confusion. Should he say his name? Well he did try and help him...

"I killed the snake for you and you don't talk words?"
"it's Tom"

The person removed their cloak and revealed a pale skinned, dark haired man. He outstretched his human hand and shook Tom's.

"I'm Tord, but you can call me yours if you want~"

Tom looked to the side to avoid Tord's gaze and saw that the 'g' in graveyard had fallen so now all it says is 'raveyard'.

"I hope you like dancing"
"am I dead?"

Tord let out a loud guffaw, Tom cowered in fear; he then stopped laughing and wiggled his eyebrows at Tom.

"dead drop gorgeous, yes, absolutely, how 'bout we go to where we should be, yes?"
' he's dodging the question! '

Tord started walking towards the angel statue, a door suddenly appeared making Tom more confused than he was before.

On the other side of the statue was a nightclub filled with skeletons dancing on poles with the bar occupied by all kinds of people with some form of mutilation.

"are you dead Tord?"
"no, I'm fully alive and is the owner of this wonderful nightclub!"

Everyone in the room cheered and started dancing again. Tord held Tom close and walked him down the dancefloor.

They walk into a secluded booth illuminated only with candles. Tord then leaned closer to Tom and whispered,

"I'm giving you another shot in life, but whatever you do, don't look for me if you miss me"
"miss you? I barely know you!"
"oh you will, you'll miss my touch and voice, it will haunt you, how about i show you?"

Tord's hands was on his thigh rubbing circles in the inside, Tom squeezed his legs and swatted Tord off. Tord then proceeded to rub against Tom's nipples making the man underneath him quiver; Tom wrapped his arms around Tord and stradled his lap as he fell into a trance. Their faces were inches apart, Tom was about to lean for a kiss but, Tord stopped him.

"see you later Tom"

"quick he's still breathing! Do everything to stabilise it"

Tom's eyes shot open as he fond himself in a medical ward, his leg was now healed and the doctors around him cheered. Tom's dad then entered and gave him a tight hug.

"don't ever attempt witchcraft again, you got us so worried"

Tom's dad then moved to his chest and heard no heartbeat.

"where's the beating of your heart? Not a faint beat even"

Several nurses rushed to his aid and started strapping him down to the bed.

Tom looked at the distant mirror and saw Tord's silhouette, he drew a heart on the mirror before disappearing. Tom could suddenly feel a loud pounding on his chest as he let out a loud gasp.

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Flirty Tord, best Tord.