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BaconColaWeek

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June 25th - July 1st
Tag: #baconcolaweek
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It’s Free Space for Day 6 of @baconcolaweek and I went with this soft scene before I bring on the angst for Day 7. Also on AO3

It’s been a while since Edd’s seen Tord. His absence is usually not a cause for concern, but Edd has Insane Zombie Pirates from Hell 3 playing its menu screen on the TV and normally that’d have him down in a heartbeat. Edd goes to investigate, the sounds of screams, violence, and mad crackling following him out the living room. He doesn’t bother knocking once he’s at Tord’s door and lets himself in. Tord’s at his desk, tinkering with something, and Edd tiptoes closer, smiling like a cat.

By Tord’s side, Edd watches him fiddle with a metal box until he pipes up, “Whatcha working on?”

Edd didn’t know how Tord would react, but a yelp and a full body flinch so violent it nearly scoots him off his chair? Priceless.

“Edd, I didn’t hear you come in,” Tord gasps, hand over his heart.

“Ringo’s been teaching me the ninja cat lifestyle.” He angles his head over Tord’s shoulder for a better look at the object. “So what’s with the box?“

Tord proudly holds up it, displaying the little box with a robotic face on top. “Just something I’ve been working on. It’ll be a functional model robot.”

“Functional?” Edd asks, watching as Tord opens up the chest piece to reveal a mass of wires and circuits.

“It’ll move around, like those children’s robot dogs.” Tord closes it up and places it among the other parts and his tools on the desk. “Did you need something?”

“I have Insane Zombie Pirates on, but if you’re busy being awesome—”

Edd steps back as Tord pushes away from his desk and hops to his feet. “No, I’m never too busy for you. Did you get the popcorn?”

As he turns to follow Tord, Edd glances at the blueprints on the desk. They appear to be for the robot based on the similar head, but the measurements are all wrong. He’d build it much bigger than the house if he kept them as is.

Tord calls from the stairs and Edd shrugs the mystery off, joining him downstairs.

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mossywillows

Hello! And welcome back to: How in the Ever Loving Hell Does Male Anatomy Work?? Hosted by your’s truly!

I didn’t have all too much time for @baconcolaweek this time around, so I didn’t have the chance to complete the arch thingy I had planned. ŤvŤ

However, I can tell you that two people were hospitalized during their shenanigans; the first being Edd, the second being Tord.

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@baconcolaweek AHHHHHhhhhhh it’s the end of this beautiful week!! This one was fun to do,especially cuz it made me have a different mindset about ships and it thought me that NOT EVERYTHING HAS TO BE TOMTORD and my first Eddsworld ship indeed was Tordedd,but as time went on i just forgot about it,because (of course) TomTord…I think that it’s great that there are things like these,just to remind us that there are other ships except “the popular” ones and that they too deserve some love (only if you ship them of course,i’m not saying that you should draw other ships that you don’t like just cuz the popular ones are everywhere.If you like the popular ships,COOL!! if you like the other ones,THATS GREAT!! Just don’t start shipping wars,cuz “My ShIp Is BeTtEr ThAn YoUrS”.All ships are equally good and they are all the best!! :3)

Also it got me into a habit of drawing daily and (kinda) trying new poses and that great!!!

It’s been a blast,doing this and i hope to do more fun “challenges” like these in the future!!~

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Day 5: Memes for @baconcolaweek and it’s finally not as short as the last two! Also on AO3 Memes used: “I Open The Window For A Second To Let A Fly Out And 10 Flies, 6 Mosquitoes, 3 Moths, 2 Mice, and A Jehovah’s Witness Gets In.” “It’s So Hot In My Van, Two Hobbits Threw A Ring In It.”

The weather is predicted to be in 32° highs, humidity high, and little wind for relief. Heat haze rises from asphalt and cars alike, unifying in a dizzying mirage. Opening the door results in a blast of air so hot, you’d think you just took a steam iron to the face. It’s a perfect day to stay inside.

Edd has other plans that nature cannot stop.

He sets two bags and the cooler by the front door, checks he has everything then double checks again. He asked Tom to check the car earlier although he still hasn’t come back inside yet. Edd spares a second to wonder what’s keeping him, then shrugs and ambles up the stairs. Edd knocks on Tord’s door and goes in without waiting for a response. His boyfriend is spread eagle on the ground, a wind machine on full blast in front of his face and wet towels covering him.

“Hey, you ready for the pool?” A groan answers Edd. “I know, Baby, but the pool will be more refreshing than the bathtub.”

Tord lifts the hand towel on his face. “Elskede, when I looked outside, a tree caught fire. I bet it’s still burning too.”

“You’re exaggerating. See, it’s fine.” Edd opens a window, jumps back as ten flies, six mosquitoes, three moths, two mice, and Tom crawls through it. Unnoticed, a fly swoops out only to plummet to the ground.

“Edd, it’s so hot in the car, two hobbits came around and threw a ring in it.” Tom fans his face, panting like he ran a marathon. Tord throws his hand towel to him, sympathy plain in his expression.

“Why did you climb—never mind, I’ll get you a glass of water then we can go to the pool,” Edd says, ignoring the aggravated groans at his announcement.

After popping into the kitchen and getting the water, Edd passes Matt’s room. He knocks, but doesn’t barge in this time.

“Matt, are you ready for the pool?”

He opens the door, eyes wide in horror. “You want us to go out there? Have you lost your marbles?”

“It’s not that bad. Tom went out and he’s fine.”

Said man wobbles his way out of Tord’s room, takes the glass from Edd, downs it like a tequila shot, and stumbles to his room. Matt shoots Edd a disbelieving glare after he’s safely inside.

“That’s your definition of ‘fine’, mate?”

Edd has no response other than a sheepish smile. Matt shakes his head and closes the door. Dejected, he goes to Tord’s room and flops onto the bed. Tord cracks an eye open and moves his head to face Edd’s direction.

“Nobody wants to go to the pool?”

“Yeah,” Edd sighs.

He gazes at Tord with wide, sad eyes, bottom lip in a quivering pout. Tord slaps his hands over his eyes the second the sight registers in his dazed mind. He whines, all puppy high notes and needy. Tord whimpers softly in return and curls up on his side away from Edd.

“Tord, Baby, Sweetie, Honeybunch, Love, Angel, Sugar,” Edd singsongs, sure of his victory.

“Okay, fine, we’ll go together.” Tord caves, unsticking himself from the floor to look for his swimming trunks. “Anything for you, kjære.”

Edd cheers and pulls out his phone for a victory photo. It ends up featuring the burning tree viewable through the window, but his winning smile and Tord’s adorably grumpy face distracts from it.

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