tom is an introvert. a blank sheet. tord is an enigma. a mystery. what happens when the two become neighbours? pastel!tord x tom. disclaimer: this is not my fanfic, it is a reupload, the original author left and deleted their account.

Hanahaki Disease AU: Tom doesn't try. He doesn't want to. This is because no matter what he does, he knows he'll always end up in last place. It's no big deal, it's not like anything he does is a life or death situation. But it kind of is. This story is brought you to by: Flowers in lungs, a ginger wingman with a story, and a whole lot of trying and giving up. "Forget everything and just look him in the eyes and tell him he has a good sense of smell." [Cover art by: ME! (*'ω')]

"I'm Tord, what's your name?" I gulped, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I'm Edd." He smiles shaking my hand, the contact sent shivers through my spine. Goodness, his hands are soft. --------- //Luminous_Anarath

Edd, Matt, and Tom decide to take another trip to the Magic Shop... Long story short, Matt has no coordination, Tom has zero reflexes, Edd is oblivious, and Tord takes too many walks. (Cover art is clearly not mine :P) [Also this story will be LONG! Sorry! So... Lock your doors and close the blinds we're going for a ride!] VERY SLOW UPDATES.