Domedd Stories

Tord Larsson. A ruthless communist with a twisted mind and sadistic intentions, from Norway. Gone into the 'city' for eight long years, he finally returned with the sick thought; Kill. Kill your friends. The ones that trust you. Build them up like love and take it all away in the blink of an eye. ♥︎♠︎♣︎♦︎ "Tord...what is all this?!" Edd screamed at his red-hooded friend, who frowned with widened eyes. "E-Edd, Jeg-" He whined, face becoming crimson red with sadness, holding in tears. "CUT THE SHIT!" Edd clenched his fists, walking over and slapping Tord. The Norski gasped as a single tear rolled down his face. "H-H-Hva...f-faen.." He winced, lips starting to quiver as more tears fell down his face. "....Tord-" Edd backed away, ashamed. "I'm so sorry.."

This is an EddTord book. Please keep in note that this is EddTord, meaning this is book filed with pictures of Dom/Top Edd and Sub/Bottom Tord. Also, every single art here doesn't belong to me and every artist is credited.

Ever since The End, Matt has always looked in a mirror with doubt he should go on with life. He never called himself pretty anymore, his once beautiful sky blue eyes turned a pale silver. Edd became overprotective of Matt, always healing his cuts. He became so protective of both his friends, that he rejected Tord crying for forgiveness. He heard Tord commited suicide the next day. Hopefully it doesn't come to that with Matt.

Fire- Tord air- Matt earth- Edd water-Tom (idk what this is gonna be💀)