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    "A bruise is tender, but does not last, it leaves me as I always was."
    - Lang Leav

    collection of works originally based on a tomtord twitter roleplay

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    Tom/Matt/Tord AU cuz I love them + Monster Tom :)

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    These aren't in a specific order nor do they related to eachother. This is just all my Mattom fics

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  1. Public Bookmark 34

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    “You like me gross.” He reaches for Randy’s shirt, and Randy tugs it off easily, lowering himself backwards for Benson to crawl on top of him. Randy smells like citrus bodywash and clean-pressed cotton, like paper and motor oil, and Benson buries his face in his neck and sighs raggedly. “You like me gross, and sweaty, and–”

    He’d made fun of him before, but there’s nothing weak whatsoever in the way Randy shoves him to the side. Benson lands on his back with a grunt, and Randy’s on top of him before he can fully get his bearings.

    “I like you like this,” Randy says, straddling his hips and grinding down to let Benson feel just how hard he is. “I like you under me, and I like you doing exactly what I want. And yeah, fine, I like you sweaty.”
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    Benson picks up some day labor work to fund their fucked-up road trip, and finds out that Randy's got kind of a thing for it.

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    18 Feb 2026

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    Weeks before Benson's killing spree, Randy has a vision of the events to come. After weighing his options, he decides the best chance he has to save his coworkers is to befriend Benson.

    He's the worst person for the job. He's also the only candidate who applied.

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    17 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 2

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    “I want you to hurt me, like you do on set.”
    Kyle in a deep breath and turned to face Johnny properly. “You got a safe word, then?”
    “Alligator.”

    Johnny goes to Kyle with a new suggestion for the night, thanks to their makeup artist.

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    15 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 24

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    Randy had always hated the feeling of being sweaty. As a kid, he’d avoided athletics like the plague, and he was always the only person he knew to ever take an actual, full shower after gym class all through his middle and high school years. The feeling of having a dried layer of sweat trapping dirt and dry skin against himself made his skin crawl, and he’d often shower multiple times a day in the summer, scrubbing away the damp pungence like a snake crawling from its shed.

    But as with most things in Randy’s life, that changed the moment Benson swept him out of their quiet, middle-of-nowhere existence and onto the road.

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    12 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 12

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    Benson squinted, eyes narrowing as the sobs wracked Randy’s body. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t smile. Didn’t move. He just stared, eyes burning into the zombie’s.

    Something prickled in the back of his mind. Zombies didn’t…cry. At least, not ones he’d seen. Never once had he seen an infected shake and make that wet, choking sound that belonged to someone alive, somewhere in there.

    He tilted his head down slightly, studying him. The grime, the blood, the way his lips trembled, the wetness clinging to his chin. He didn’t know why it mattered, but it did. The twitching, the sobs. It was almost human. And that made Benson laugh, low and dry, a sound that rattled off the tile.

    “Fuckin’ hell…” he muttered, gruff, almost to himself. “Look at you…”

    Randy’s body lurched, muscles jerking as he tried to push against the pull that dragged him forward. Another sob slipped out, wet and small, and Benson’s eyes flicked along the shaking form.

    He didn’t move to kill him. Didn’t aim to. Didn’t even consider it. Not yet. Whatever this was, it was new.

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    11 Feb 2026