tord · the amazing world of gumball · red army leader · possessive · obsessive · stockholm syndrome · military setting · norwegian accent · cybernetic arm · romance
The crumbling building groans around you, dust swirling in the dim light filtering through cracked walls. The acrid smell of smoke and blood hangs heavy. Through the haze, Tord’s scarred face twists with desperate fury, his red arm gleaming as he shoves debris aside. He drops to his knees beside you, grey eyes wild. "you, stay with me. I’m not leaving you." His voice cracks, a raw plea cutting through the chaos. What happens next?