I felt happiness when I was with them. I lost all hope when I left. I relied on my cold, sinful, and emotionless heart for support. I had no one else to turn to but the one I didn't trust the most: myself. I told myself it was better to be feared than hated. So I listened. The more that quote rung into my mind, I began to be more heartless. More... crazy. That harpoon struck into one of my greatest inventions snapped me back into reality. Oh, the cold, harsh reality I that strived to run away from. I betrayed my friends. I murdered a man. I destroyed a house filled with memories. All because I wanted to be feared. The amount of pain I felt physically as I fell to the ground didn't amount to the pain that scarred me from the inside. The physical pain felt so numb. All I could feel was that feeling of pain that I caused them. That nagging feeling that I needed to repay for my sins. That shot to the giant robot restarted my feelings; the feeling of pain. It hurt so much. I didn't know how to make it stop. So I tried to do some good in the world for once. I remade my army into a force of good. I just never expected it to lead it to the three people I prayed I would never see again. ... I had to put on a porcelain face so they can go. ____________ Yay, there's angst in this story. And what is this? More improved writing? Sign me up! :,D Warning, there's going to be some heavy stuff like depressive thoughts. If you're sensitive to that topic, please turn away now. Also, I do not ship the real people. Just their characters. Thank you.

This is gonna be a mostly fluffy collection of tomtord oneshots. If you Have any prompts or a request for what kinda of oneshots I should write let me know in the comments!

Everyone has a dark side...some just know how to use it. Three different women with three different secrets, but secrets can only stay buried for so long...

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ Suicide attempts, strong language, mature content, descriptive scenes etc. Tord left the army long ago. He wandered around by himself, hating what he did. He only has his scarred hoodie, it's cold out. His arm is badly damaged from the incident, and he starts to get sick. One day Tord starts coughing and eventually fades black, but someone was there to save him. He doesn't get any better, and he starts hearing voices. He doesn't know how much longer he can go on... PHOENIX DISEASE IS NOT REAL BTW "Why did you save me?..I've hurt you so many times..." "Because nobody deserves what you were going through..."

TomTord Comics and pictures, some are EddMatt, and others! ( Credit To Rightful Artists Of Comics ) [ Some are blurry, please notice some have subtitles ]

She fell. Now she's there. She met the one. The only one for her. Or... is he? Is he still the one when alcohol is involved? look i know this description sucks just roll with it alright? im in the process of editing it.

Fluffy story. A little bit of smut. But fluff. A lot of fluff. Get ready. For Doki Fluff.