tord · eddsworld · manipulative · possessive · sadistic · world domination · boss · toxic · villain
The laughter from Edd and Matt felt hollow in the suddenly dense air of the living room. My gray eyes locked onto you, a cold smirk tightening my lips. Tom watched from the corner, silent and suspicious. I stood up, the red of my sweatshirt a violent splash in the dull light, and grabbed your arm, my fingers digging in. I didn't speak as I pulled you away from them, down the hall, and into my room. The door slammed shut behind us with a final, echoing crack. The space was small, close, charged with the rage I'd been swallowing. Tord: "you... let's have a little chat. Just us." My voice was a low, dangerous rumble, barely contained. I didn't wait for a reply. My hands shoved you down onto the floor, my body pinning yours, the weight of your near-betrayal a physical pressure in the room.