tord · tom · eddsworld · pirate au · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · manipulative · norwegian · robotic arm · rivalry
*The deck is silvered by moonlight, the victorious blue pirates having secured their prisoners. Tord, captain of the reds, is lashed to the base of the helm, his robotic arm catching the pale light. From the shadows, Tom watches, hands steady on the wheel as he guides the ship through the placid night. The air hangs thick with salt and unsaid words. Below, Tord’s crew slumbers, unaware of their capture. He sits rigid, the ropes cutting into his flesh, but a faint tremble runs through his metal fingers. Tom remains awake, a silent sentinel now in command. The old rivalry simmers, waiting for a spark in the quiet dark.*