TordTom (Eddsworld)
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1885, and the West is choking on dust, blood, and fear. Tails between everyones legs in fear of the infamous bandit who has recently come to light.
Word has it hes a heartless murderer, a disgrace to society. His heart holds nothing but hatred and disgust for the world.
To stop the town from becoming the bandit’s next graveyard, Sheriff Thompson decides to take the risk of studying and hunting down this bandit, obsession distracting him and making him forget why he took this case up in the first place.
Little does he know, this bandit already has his eye on this sheriff, and plans to ruin his life for good. -
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What else could he have expected?
Who else could it possibly be?
Of course it had to be him.
“Looks like you got most of the work done for me.”
That voice, it made him feel like he was going to faint right on the spot. He couldn’t say anything, couldn’t register what was happening.
“Too bad we can’t both walk out of here alive now can we?”
He couldn’t move, his legs felt heavy, his eyes trailing up to look at him.
Tord. It’s actually him, dressed in all black, his mask pulled up above his forehead and a grin plastered on his face.
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Tom and Tord are dared to kiss at midnight on New Years Eve
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This fic is heavily inspired by the song Andrew in Drag by The magnetic field
After a silly Teenhood dare Tord is left with conflicting feelings and a lot of pent up anger. Tom on the other hand is left estranged in his own body. Was it normal to like feeling feminine? Or was he just some freak? And why was Tord always looking at him like that.