Title says it all

Okie. Egg-treme Trigger warning. This book will contain: • Self Harm. • Suicidal thoughts • Suicide Attempts • curse warning It's been a few years after the end. Tord been rejected from the Red Army for essentially being weak. Being forced to live on the streets until a day where a familiar voice call out twords him. Street smarts! "Info" Matt Greenlin •6'4 • Joyus • Energetic • Precious Edd Lloyd •5'9 •Creative •Caring • Slight protective tendencies Tom Fairs •5'8 • constant drunk • slight anger • Trust issues Tord Blackburn •5'3 • Shy • Quiet (often mumbles which angers Tom) • Careful

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.

🔼🔼 Story Discontinued 🔼🔼 (TomxTord) Tom is kicked out of the house and needs a job. Nobody will hire him so he applies for a job at a bar. A male stripper. He gets accepted but this as a weirder bar, where the dancers are in total darkness with glow-in-the-dark contacts, undergarments and bowties. He soon gives a private show for a new person, but is He really all that new to Tom?

Tord has already committed suicide a few months ago, and Tom rarely leaves his room. He knew it was his fault, and he knew that Tord had left the world thanks to him. One day, he gets a chance to start it all over again. But is it worth it? [Two months after "Blame it on me"]

Sequel to Disappearing Act - An unstable psychopath is nothing without his victim. His crown jewel. His everything. So naturally, red leader would do anything to keep his beloved Tom all to himself. But unbeknownst to him, some old friends are determined to take away what's his. - tw: swearing, gore, possible suicidal thoughts / actions, and an unhealthy relationship both eddsworld and the cover image belong to their rightful owners, not me.

*tw: swearing, murder, abuse, and crazy yanderes* "I guess that was the stupidest thing I'd done in my entire life. And trust me, I've done a lot of stupid things." After the whole giant robot incident Edd, Matt, and Tom are all ready to get on with their lives and forget about it. But only weeks later, Edd and Matt disappear leaving their blue hooded friend alone at a time full of war and violence. With Tom vulnerable and not thinking straight, a certain Norwegian decides to take advantage of him. Started: July 16th 2018 Finished: November 24th 2018 Sequel: Moonstruck Disclaimer : All rights to eddsworld belong to Edd Gould. I do not own the cover image although I am unsure who does.