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sillymaxing · 2 months

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Hi it's me again :3 give me angst hcs for a Tord x Matt pairing maybe?? Or for Tom x Matt!

Maybe I will do BOTH.

In this ask, everything is set in a timeline where Red Army invades very soon after The End. Like a months or two after Matt, Edd, and Tom move into a new apartment.

Note: I LOVE this ask guys. I didn’t really capture the angst like I could have in a fic. But I certainly described it!! Also, I didn’t implement any romance….. if you want that I can make another hc list :3

But NORMALLY I do platonic stuff.

CW: Gun violence, mentions of war, implied torture if you squint really hard, gore, near death experience, implied kidnapping, body horror. Let me know if I missed anything!

Tom & Matt Angst

For this, I’m honestly thinking about Matt and Tom getting separated first. Red Army invades, all 3 run, but Tom gets separated from Matt and Edd.

I think Edd would abandon Matt pretty quickly after feeling like Matt is slowing him down. Matt would have trouble swallowing his fear of what’s happening in the start, and Edd wouldn’t stick around with someone who he thinks could shift and join the Red Army, or surrender.

Matt would have to learn how to manage things on his own and fast.

Tom and Matt would regroup at some point, probably after Tom fends off some soldiers trying to attack Matt.

Maybe on his knees, shaking, with a soldier’s gun to his head. And then he sees the dude drop dead right in front of him. Tom runs up to Matt. THATS when they regroup, and Matt explains how Edd left. This totally won’t cause Tom a long-living grudge and hatred for Edd! I’m sure!!

Things will certainly get difficult when WANTED posters start showing up everywhere they go, and radio stations start to broadcast a description of Tom, Matt, and Edd, expressing the Red Army wants them to be turned in ALIVE.

There are different bounties on each of them. It seems like Tom is the one most sought out by the Red Army.

Matt certainly tries to convince Tom to surrender. It’s hard to get by on little food and shelter. Matt expresses that maybe Red Leader is trying to help them. Tord wants them alive. Not dead, not even hurt.

Tom inevitably gets kidnapped first, probably out to sneak by and steal food, leaving Matt at their current shelter.

Matt thinks Tom abandoned him too.

When Tom is kidnapped, he stands his ground for months. He doesn’t give in, doesn’t talk, withstands torture.

The next time he sees Matt, he’s in a Red Army uniform. Tom feels so betrayed, still being stuck in a cell. It’s obvious that Matt surrendered, gave in. Something else happened, considering the prosthetic face bits.

Their friendship is never the same. Matt is certainly forced to partake in watching over Tom. Tord encourages the idea that Tom abandoned him, so there is a constant feeling of anger between the two.

Tord & Matt Angst

Matt HATES Tord. At least in the beginning. Matt was the one who beat the shit out of him in The End with the robot.

But seeing his beautiful face on posters, saying Tord needed him alive? It put a little hope in his heart. Maybe Tord didn’t really mean to hurt him.

At some point, a while after he had captured Tom, Tord got a call about Matt having been captured.

What Tord didn’t know is that the people who captured him didn’t get the whole “Wanted Alive” memo.

Needless to say, they were both killed on sight the moment Tord arrived to retrieve Matt.

Matt was critical condition. He tried to run from the bounty hunters, but ended up getting shot in the head. Pretty gnarly, took his entire jaw off. But he somehow survived with only a severe flesh wound.

He was in a coma for a while. Tord really didn’t know if Matt would live, and wished he could go back and make the death of the bounty hunters a bit slower.

Tord considered Matt to be a friend of his. Leaving him in the first place hurt. Hurting him hurt. In the moment of exploding the house, Tord was filled with rage and nothing else. It was all meant to be taken out on Tom. Not Matt and Edd.

But afterwards, guilt ate away at him, gnawing at his bones until he was nauseous.

When Matt woke up, Tord stayed by his side for days, letting Paul and Pat take over duties for him.

Matt wasn’t a fan of this. Being cuffed to a hospital bed made it difficult to beat the shit out of Tord for all the awful things he did.

Matt found that he couldn’t speak. Just make noises. Apparently his tongue was still in tact, which was good. But having your jaw ripped off your face kinda inhibits your ability to communicate.

Tord tried to accommodate for this. He wanted so badly to explain everything to Matt. To hear what he had to say. To try and find some common ground. So he gives Matt tablet and notepad. It was his choice which one he wanted to communicate with.

But Matt wouldn’t indulge, and his days were spent moping, crying, and ignoring everything Tord had to say.

Of course, during all of these visits to Matt, Tord is telling Tom that Matt surrendered and is living a life of luxury.

Also, here’s a big kicker guys, Tord refuses to give Matt a mirror. No reflective surfaces at all.

Even after the surgery to implement the prosthetic jaw.

Of course, that wasn’t even the main concern. Getting Matt to be able to use it was WORK. Especially when the only time he accepted physical and speech therapy, the only words that would come out of his mouth were insults.

Slowly, Matt starts to break. He’s allowed out of the hospital room, even eventually allowed to see Tom. Of course, Tord tells Matt that Tom abandoned him.

It makes Matt rely on Tord a little bit. For like, ALL his emotional support. Tord is happy to help.

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eunchancorner · 1 year

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Just the bois seeing Eduardo being angsty, no big deal (not the angst I promised yesterday lol)

Warning: mentions of character death, depression, and a lottttttttt of angst

Word count: 1756

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“Edd, what are we doing in the cemetery?” Tom questioned his friend, gripping his coat tightly as the wind started picking up.

“Looking for ghosts, of course!” the taller replied enthusiastically, holding some device he’d ordered off of some sketchy website, with blinking lights and fancy dials that Tom doubted worked for actually detecting ghosts and more for wasting all of their batteries with how fast it went through them.

“I don’t mean to be the party pooper here, but, why, exactly are we doing this?” Matt chimed in.

“That’s what I want to know…” Tom mumbled.

“So we can learn! That’s- that’s a reason people go ghost hunting, yeah..”

Tom sighed as he pulled a flask out of his pocket, chugging some of whatever alcohol he’d brought with him. “Learning? About what?”

“About the past! What is was like to live back then!” Edd seemed to be falling into a daydream about learning about 1860 or something, so Tom decided to snap him out of it.

“And if we find someone around our age who died recently? That’s about half of these graves, you know, since there have been dozens of casualties around here.”

“Then we’ll ask them how they died and move on!”

“And what’s your plan for when this inevitably kills us?”

“Uhh, come back and try again. Sometimes I worry about you Tom, you seem to keep forgetting we can just do that.”

“I’m just making sure, here.”

“Hey guys, what’s that?” Matt suddenly chimed into their conversation, pointing at a bright blue cluster in the distance.

“Ohhh, I bet it’s something ghostly! Come on, let’s go see!” Edd chirped as he darted over, followed closely by his two friends. As they approached, they saw that it was just another grave, but surrounded by beautiful light blue flowers. They all circled it, looking for anything else that might indicate paranormal activity, but they came up empty handed. Edd even tried using his device. Nothing (as expected).

“Nothing, dammit…” Edd muttered as he shut the device off, before reading the name on the grave. “Uhh, did either of you know a Laurel?”

“Not really,” Matt said without hesitation.

“Doesn’t ring a bell,” Tom said after a bit of thought.

“What the hell are you three doing here?” a voice sounded behind them, all of them looking back to see who had spoken.

“Eduardooooooo…” Edd drawled on instinct, seeing his rival’s face. Although, there was something different today. The air of superiority he usually had about him, it was gone. He looked more annoyed with them than like he meant to bully them.

“We’re here on a very important mission to find ghosts, so, shoo! Off with you!” Matt insisted, waving his hands in a ushering gesture at him.

“I’m not leaving. I’m here to see my girlfriend, which I’d argue is more important,” Eduardo refuted.

“What kind of date takes place in the middle of a cemetery, is she hardcore goth or something?” Tom asked, an eyebrow raised.

“She’s not alive, dumbass,” the angry brunette responded.

“Whatever. We’re busy investigating this grave and why all these flowers are here. I think it might be paranormal activity!” Edd insisted, but his rival refused to budge.

“That’s my girlfriend’s grave. I planted those flowers. Now fucking move,” he ordered, and, this time, the three backed off, watching as the man knelt down to the grave and gently pulled out a blue flower, just like the ones surrounding the grave, and a similarly shaped green one, placing them on the grave.

“Hey, Laurel…” he began to mumble, as though he could speak to her. “These guys giving you trouble again?... I’d tell them off if I could, but I know you wouldn’t like that… I miss you… so does Mark… and, well… you probably know about what happened to Jon… I think it’s why I fell back into it… you know how it is… Mark’s getting me to eat and leave the house again, so that’s a start… and…” his breath began to shudder. He looked back at his three witnesses, tears freshly ready to fall. “You should go… I don’t want anyone… especially you… seeing me like this.”

Edd couldn’t help but remember the time Eduardo had saved him from the huge monster, when they had powers, and felt the need to stay and help him, even if only to repay that debt.

Matt also felt like they should stay. Eduardo was clearly in pain, clearly hurting. He wanted to help, even if he did kind of hate him. He hated Mark more, anyways.

Tom acted like he literally could not care less. “Fine by me,” he said as he started to walk off, Edd and Matt slowly following, looking back at the man who was about to collapse into a full-on mental breakdown. But, before they left earshot, Tom pulled them behind a tree and motioned for them to stay quiet, before peeking out. Confused, the two peeked as well.

Tom had been secretly thinking, Maybe I could catch him doing something fucked up, maybe even ruin his political career if he ever decides to have one. So, yes, his intentions were entirely malicious.

As soon as he thought they were gone, Eduardo collapsed completely onto his knees, sobs wracking his frame, tears flowing freely and falling onto the grave below. He let out a few mumbles that were inaudible to the three before, finally, his voice started to pick up volume.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry… I should have protected you… it was all their fault… all his fault… it’s his fault you and Jon are gone… his fault that I only have Mark left… it’s all his fault…” he reached out and gently brushed the dust away from her name with his thumb. “I’ll see you both again… one day…”

Edd, Matt, and, yes, even Tom, thought they were going to cry. Suddenly, her name clicked in their minds. When they had made their flop of a movie, Space Cats, the actress they had hired, who was so excited and enthusiastic to work with them, who was killed by shoe before they got to watch the film for the first time, was named Laurel. They remembered Mark showing up to their door asking for a copy of the movie (to which they shoved the original in his hands and sent him on his way). They realized it was probably because Eduardo couldn’t bring himself to do it. He blamed them for her death. He blamed Edd.

Shock overtook them, however, as the real weight of Eduardo’s words sank in.

It’s his fault you and Jon are gone… his fault that I only have Mark left…

He not only blamed Edd for Laurel’s death, and apparently Jon’s, but for his lack of friends. And the sad part was, it made complete sense. Edd was responsible for getting Eduardo bullied, possibly all throughout school. Edd and his friends had made a movie that resulted in Laurel’s death. Edd had let a murderous psycho into the house who killed Jon.

It really was all Edd’s fault.

“Oh my god, I’m a terrible person…” Edd mumbled finally, watching his poor rival slowly calm down from his sobbing as a purple car pulled into the nearby parking lot, a blonde getting out of the driver’s side. As he approached, they all saw it was Mark, who started fussing over Eduardo the moment he was close enough.

“Eduardo, there you are! Your car’s still at home, did you walk here? You must be freezing! And you’ve been crying, no, my friend… I brought your jacket and some heat packs. I have some hot cocoa in the center console for you and the heat and seat warmers are on, please, get your coat on and go get in the car. I have to say some things to her, too, and I’m sure she doesn’t want you joining her early because you decided to go out on a cold autumn night without anything to stay warm!” he bustled around him with small packets and a large black coat like most of them had, wiping the tears away from Eduardo’s face (with much resistance on the smaller man’s behalf) with a little pack of tissues.

As Eduardo walked away, Mark turned back to the grave. He didn’t say anything, providing ample opportunity for the boys to walk up to him, to try to talk with him.

“Hey, Mark,” Edd started, noticing how Mark’s soft stare hardened into a glare as he saw them, as was expected.

“You. What are you doing here?” he demanded immediately, turning to face them with his arms crossed.

“We were looking for ghosts and… saw Eduardo crying over Laurel. He said something about you being the only one he had left, and well…” Edd glanced back at his friends before continuing, “We’re just hoping you’re taking good care of him. After all, who’s Power Edd without his Numero Uno, his rival, y’know…? Point is, we just hope you’re taking good care of him. I know we’re just as guilty of being jerks, and that it’s… kind of our fault-” “Edd…”

“Ok, ok… My fault that what happened… happened.”

Mark’s gaze softened at the three before him. So they finally started caring, huh?

“I am, I promise, and I’m sure Eduardo would be glad to hear his rival cares so much about him,” Mark told them.

“Oh, no, we can’t let him know we saw that… please?” Edd asked so politely, and dammit, how could Mark say no?

“Ah, alright. This’ll be our little secret, then. But, if you really do care that much, feel free to invite me over for tea. But I’d advise not coming to my house for it, considering who exactly would be there.”

“We understand. Thank you,” Edd smiled a bit, Mark nodding as returned to his car. Edd turned to the other two.

“He’s actually really nice. For a cocky jerk,” Matt finally said, turning to Tom to see how he’d respond.

“Let’s go home. I feel like discovering our neighbor has depression and the other has turned into his dad is enough for one night,” was the shortest’s words, and, for once, the taller two agreed, all three of them walking back to the car.

“You know, we never did find any ghosts,” Edd mumbled quietly, turning on his little device, a few moments before it promptly died in his hands.

They were not replacing the batteries on it again.

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How did this little one-off thing get so long holy hell-

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