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TomTord Smut

Bottom Tom

Glory hole

Checking his phone for the time, Tom continued his stroll. It was in the late hour of 8pm. A night at the bar was just what he needed.

Tom took a turn to a different street, changing his route and going in the opposite direction from his usual bar. He walked for a short while before stopping at a door and greeting a man. The building itself was just a plain white building with a rusty door. No markings or signs were on the building.

Tom walked inside the building and was hit in the face with a neon glow. Modern music filled his ears, creating a beat in his walk. He sat at the bar, ordering a drink. Tom took a shot of alcohol, looking around as he poured the drink in his mouth. Once he was done, he payed for his drink and went to the bathroom.

Tom sat in the last stall and waited patiently. Maybe 5 minutes went by before another being walked into the bathroom. They occupied the stall right next to Tom's.

Tom heard them undoing their pants, waiting for something else to happen. The toilet paper hanging from the roll started to lift on its own. Tom smiled as he uncovered a penis poking through the stalls. He took it in his hands and began to toy.

Tom looked at the other details on the unknown man while he rubbed his dick. The other man had his jeans wrapped around his ankles with a pair of black converse shoes peeking just underneath. He grabbed the top of the stall, sighing as Tom took his cock in his mouth. Tom noticed a ring on his middle finger with a skull carving.

While sucking on a stranger's hard cock, Tom pulled his own out and began stroking himself. He let himself moan around the stranger's dick. An audible pop could be heard echoing in the bathroom once Tom pulled off. He let his pants drop to the floor as he turned around and spread himself.

The unknown cock was waiting for anything, twitching in anticipation. The man sent a soft thrust through the hole as communication, telling Tom to hurry the hell up.

Tom slid himself onto the cock, taking deep breaths to relax his cavernous muscles. He rubbed his cock as he started to bounce back against the stall wall. The other man took the hint and started to thrust. He held onto the top of the stall to grab onto something as he fucked a stranger.

A moan almost slipped from Tom. He slapped a hand over his mouth as he reached his orgasm. Tom groaned into his hand, cumming onto the bathroom floor. His legs started to shake, struggling to hold himself up and let the stranger finish as well.

A soft knock was heard on the wall, letting Tom know that the other man was ready to finish. He started to pull out to cum outside, but Tom backed into him as deep as possible. A soft gasp was heard from the other side as warmth filled Tom's hole. The dick inside him twitched with a few more milking thrusts before pulling out, leaving behind a few dribbles of cum.

The unknown man quickly fixed himself and left the bathroom, leaving Tom alone. Tom sat on the toilet, trying to push the cum out of him. He cursed at himself for letting a stranger finish in him. He'd be really fucked if he got a STD from doing such a stupid thing.

Tom wiped himself clean and pulled his pants back around his waist. He left the stall and washed his hands before exiting the bathroom.

Tom started walking to the bar for another shot before stopping dead in his tracks. A familiar face shocked him, sitting at the bar. What the hell was he doing here? Did he come here to come get Tom?

Tom walked to the man, crossing his arms, "Tord."

"Tom," Tord sipped on his drink, not looking at his roommate.

"What are you doing here?" Tom sat beside him, calling the bartender over.

"Getting a drink while waiting for you. I've been texting your phone. Where have you been?"

"In the bathroom." Tom swallowed another shot.

Tord's eyes flicked up when he realized. He swallowed, not making a reaction. He finished his drink quietly, listening to Tom down a few more shots.

"Come on, I'm ready." Tord stood, paying the bartender for his drink and Tom's shots.

"I wasn't, but okay," Tom followed Tord out to his car. He looked at what he was wearing and froze.

Tord turned around once he noticed Tom was no longer following, "What are you doing? You're in the middle of the road."

Tom stood silent, in shock. It was him. It was Tord in the other stall. Oh Jesus fuck.

"Thomas, get in the car," Tord held the car door open.

Tom silently obeyed.

Tord got behind the wheel, turning the car on and driving them home. He noticed Tom was more quiet than usual. Usually, he'd put up a fight, bickering with Tord until he was safe in his bedroom.

"What's your problem?"

Tom looked at him, noticing the same ring on his finger. A hoarse "nothing" came out.

Tord decided to ignore it. A problem he doesn't want to deal with. He pulled them into the garage, turning off the car and going inside.

He watched as Tom dragged his feet, taking his bittersweet time. Tord rolled his eyes, putting his arm around Tom's waist and pushing him forward.

Tom gasped and screeched, not making any sense as he pushed Tord away. It was honestly not like him to do anything like that.

"Tom, what the fuck is your deal?" He could see the frustration on Tord's face. He could tell that Tord was ready to go to bed.

"It- It was you!" Tom pointed his finger at his roommate.

"What was me?! God, Thomas, I'm ready to go to bed." Tord was starting to raise his voice. His impatience was getting to him.

Tom stuttered. How was he going to explain this? "I... You... I was- oh my god-"

Tord walked past him, leaving him to his own pile of words, "I'm going to bed Tom. Have fun getting there yourself."

"I- You- You fucked me-" Tom drunkenly spit it out, causing Tord to stop in his tracks.

"What?" He turned around, playing off a confused look.

"You... you fucked me in the bathroom. That you was!"

Tord shook his head, keeping up his act, "You're drunk, Tom. Go to bed."

He walked away, leaving Tom alone with his thoughts. This was a conversation for a sober Tom.

If we would even remember.

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Sneak peak on what I’m working on ;P

Sorry for the wait :P

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Okay so, I been pretty much doing changes and story develop in the AU the past months, So I am leaving pictures according to the text, i still have places to fill, and gotta talk about ghost mark and power matt but I will update it soon

Also my friend  skitlesthehusky (From Da)  Help me rewrite some parts or make it sound fluent so, a big thanks ;;;

Also, this AU was created back in mid january, having a pic of navy tom posted ^-^

The basic thing about this Au is that Tom is the member that leaves to follow his dreams elsewhere, being these seven years (or perhaps much less) in which the others keep having adventures, sometimes without realizing it as usual.

Tom does not belong to the army, but to the navy because he enjoys being near the sea. The army used to bring bitter memories of when he went to war with the rest of his friends (Moving Targets), which was not a good experience for him

Not to be confused with Matt's World, although the idea is similar, Swapworld was created 4 months before this and already had designed the leader of the navy.

Tord (Weeaboo)

Tord retains his taste for anime, occasionally hentai, sometimes it may seem like he is just hermit; leaving his room just to grab a snack and watch television, or just sleeping at the couch.

He is an occasional smoker, sometimes when stressed.

He has notorious eye bags, sometimes he may be in a bad mood and just yell.

Usually it is the one that speaks less because he thinks that he could say something unnecessary.

The colors of his clothes are dull to match his personality.

Sometimes he does things without thinking twice, as out of reflex or curiosity.

Sometimes he screws up and is usually reproached by Matt, Edd instead trying to advise him not to do it again, in a somewhat calmer way.

He has basic knowledge with weapons and survival, having a short training in the military base (Moving Target) but of course, he is not an expert in that.

He can become somewhat perverted but discreetly.

He prefers dogs rather than cats alike from Edd and Tom

After the incident with the laser beam,he was forced to use eye drops to prevent an uncertain fate in his eyes.

Appearance

A red dull hoodie, almost gray, torn and rather neglected pants, light gray sneakers. Underneath the hoodie he usually wears shirts with have something to do with anime or bands or words with demotivations that somehow make him feel more comfortable.

Monster tord

Its appearance is more of a cherry color, between purple and red in its majority, is a ball of fur practically and with an eye of a living green color, has crooked horns and some of hair on the head in the form of tufts, as if it were a messy hairstyle.

Half monster Tord

It is the middle stage of the transformation, in which Tord maintains a human form for the most part, but has horns and a tail, just as his hands begin to resemble other creature, his brown eyes change to neon green and his teeth are now sharp fangs, as he has fluffy ears.

Why does this happen?

It is not very clear why he become a monster Tord, or half way, but it is speculated that when he reaches high levels of stress or anger, as a start of a rage.

How does he get along with the others?

Tom

Tom occasionally complain to him because he would be always his room, or taking every opportunity he had to take his magazines, being slightly taller this was very effective to annoy him.

He was judged for smoking on occasion, even if Tom sometimes took too many drinks and ended up wasted.

In an environment like (The End), Tord develops a lot of mistrust because Tom made the attempt to be kinder to the redhead. He was suspecting he was up to something, but not so destructive.

According to him, he got rid of the threat using a sword-- of course the idea of ​​exterminating a friend who at some point was close to him was pretty difficult to process, affecting his self-esteem but overcoming it with the support of his friends.

Edd

Edd is usually busy keeping his clothes and hair to utter perfection, so when Tord needs to talk to someone is not always the best option. Of course he can be sympathetic, if he feels that the matter is serious.

Matt is the one who listens the most when he needs to tell someone something, of course, if he wants to tell him a summary of his favorite anime. He may start falling asleep, but he makes the effort. Does that count?

Matt (Fanta Boy)

Usually the leader of the group and the one who is more optimistic. even if his solutions do not result in victory, he has the potential to guide the others.

He has an obsession with fanta, which can get out of control in some cases, but it’s nothing serious... Or is it?

He is also the kind of friend who is there when you need him. He’s the type who gives you emotional support, though sometimes he may become sarcastic, and can think of himself before others depending on the occasion; which is very strange. It usually happens when he has a bad day.

Appearance:

Matt wears an almost pink sweater with a green overcoat, dark pants and green sneakers.

He has freckles on his face, which at times he does not like.

Edd (Watermelon)

Edd may be somewhat a bit of a knucklehead in some situations, otherwise, most of the time he isn’t. He is simply tolerant of everything that happens around him. He worries about his hair more than anything, wanting to make sure that it is perfect and in order.

He is often distracted very easily and is not that well of a listener. He likes fair (or carnival) toys like Matt, so they have something in common. However, he doesn’t collect them.

Appearance

A lime green hoodie with white suspenders, topped with a pink overcoat. (He looks like a watermelon by the colors) 

Tom (The Harpoon Boy)

Fun facts:

He is terrified of bears because reminds him (or triggers) bad memories of his childhood (except Tomee bear).

He likes cats and if you hurt any in his presence, you are in big trouble. (Pussy protector.)

By not having Susan nearby for a long time, he developed the habit of having a harpoon near him to which he put bandages, pretending it to be Susan, and named it Harpay. It may not be a name, but sounds like the word ‘harpoon’.

His favorite (alcoholic) drink is Smirnoff, and it is often exceeded when he is under a lot of stress.

He has a notorious British accent. Sometimes he may act somewhat arrogant with people he doesn’t get along with.

By the time he was away from home, he focused more on his plans and ideals. His goal is to get rid of Christmas, and for that he has to force people to do as he pleases. (Force me daddy.)

Why does he want to get rid of christmas?

Well first of all, I wanted to clarify that since in the series; usually it was not said why Tom had so much hatred towards christmas. So I wanted to add something to Navy Tom You see, in the series, this incident occurred while they were still children. A bear shot Tom's father, who was a pineapple.

It was Matt's fault, who innocently gave the bear a gun. Now, Tom felt a type of bitterness toward Matt for a while and had to be persuaded by his friends to stop acting as he didn't exist or avoiding him. After all, for a child, that would be a tremendous trauma, right? But he was not able to hate one of his closest friends. They were children after all, and they are not so aware of what is wishing death to someone. Well, according to me, Tom  was able to enjoy Christmas with his parents, you know, gifts and candy. Which little boy doesn't like that? But ever since he lost his father, things were not the same. Even if he was a child, he was aware that something was missing. Something very important. Over time, he began to turn into a problematic child at some point in his childhood. He even left aside Tomee bear so nobody would see him as a wimpy kid. In his adolescent stage and forward, he didn't want to know anything about Christmas. It brought bad memories and feelings that he preferred to forget. That is why it would seem like a silly reason for many. Why would anyone want to destroy something as beautiful as christmas? The time you spend with family or friends having fun? Sounds cliché with the whole "if I can't be happy, no one will be.". But after all, Tom can become very selfish and think of himself before others.

After leaving his friends to form part of the Navy, he began to develop a more mature personality.

The man also knows how to handle weapons, but he still prefers to bring only a razor with him. He has a small platoon in which he is in charge of. Though, he considers the members of his team mostly as friends; especially Bing (Chris Bingbong), who is the one who seems to enjoy the most in planning attacks or designing weapons, as well as altering them to make them more powerful, according to him.

Bing

It is the one that has more experience with inventing weapons or improving them for a greater destruction, not all his projects are victorious so more than once the base was almost shattered by this guy, he likes coffee, sometimes in excess

Larry

It is the one who seems to have less tolerance for the nonsense that happens at times, sometimes giving his negative opinion, he is usually ignored so  sometimes he no longer bother to say anything about a problem

Hellucard

It is the knucklehead of tom’s team, he always finds the way to get hurt with something, or be in a tremendous danger and mysteriously leave unharmed

Usually very optimistic and cheerful despite the situation, sometimes his nonsense cheers up the others

Billy (Fun Dead Kid)

This little boy was picked up by Tom after the zombie apocalypse.

After Tord handed him the gun and left him to his fate, Tom attacked the zombies before they could hurt him, the team looked for people who were looking for his son but there were no signs, assuming they had become zombies and that he was alone, they let him stay at the base, they don’t  send him to war, of course but they still train him in a more friendly and gentle way

At first Billy was like any child, wanted to play, followed the other adults to see what they were doing, and asked a lot of questions, but then became a little more serious, his nickname later on would be sniper

He looks up to Tom and wants to be just like him, and he is happy to be at the naval base, it's like a family

Childhood Facts

Tom

Tom was actually a good boy and a crybaby before losing his father

The one who made fun of him was Tord, they didn’t get along most of the time, but you know, kids.

Tom loved to make paper boats and let them float around a puddle or anywhere, usually he didn’t wear shoes because he liked to climb trees and feel that he was in charge of everything when he was at the top

he also used to get scratches because of the little care he had while playing he was also very attached to tomee bear but hid it around tord because he would provoke him saying it was for babies

he used to wear clothes with designs of boats or things related to sailors, and a overall, always had some band aid somewhere

Tord

Tord was the one who guided the group when they were young, always brought shirts with designs of animes or cartoons along with shorts, or ripped jeans, was more attached to Matt back then.

his Norwegian accent was more noticeable which made him feel important, he always carried his water gun to annoy tom or any child who dared bother his friends

After tom lost his father, he completely changed, he stopped being a little jerk with tom and began to treat him better, which tom no longer accepted,feeling a slight grudge for everything he had done

Matt

He was the artist of the group, and he loved to share his knowledge with the other kids, along with Edd they idealised crazy things to draw, since edd is the one who taught him how to draw, of course Matt then learned new things on his own

He used to wear shirts with long sleeves, which hung from his hands, usually purple, violet or pink

When tom lost his father, he didn’t understand at first what he had done, because according to him, he found a gun lying at the grass and there was a bear that demanded him to give it back, he thought he did the right thing

was beside tom during all of the recover process, even if tom despised his friendship, it took almost a year, with the help of the others so that tom finally accepted him again

He felt terrible about what happened and tried to compensate it. even till now he sometimes feels guilt is consuming him

Edd

He is the funny one of the group, he didn’t care so much about his appearance back then, he only focused on having fun with his friends, he used to jump in puddles along with tom, water or mud, it didn’t matter, or pretend he was cowboys with tord, but what he liked the most was to draw along with matt

After the incident with the bear the group almost disintegrated, reason why he, along with tord insisted that it was only an accident and that they should hang out again

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Some TomEdd for a friend because they wouldn’t let me see any of their art unless I drew this

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OMG 2 posts in one day?!? You are fuckin crazy guurl. You know camera...I believed you :'( and you just stabbed me...

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Monster!TomEdd Smut

It was that time again. Tom had shifted, and was cooped up in his room. His whines and growls could he heard down the hallway.

The monster DNA that Tom possessed made him go into a rut every once in a while. And usually, he'd wait it out. Locking himself in his room, making sure nobody came near him.

Everybody knew not to go near Tom when he was like this. It could be dangerous, after all. Tom wouldn't even drink at this time, though sometimes he wish he did.

Matt would stay away. Tord would leave the house, sometimes for days at a time. Edd would stay home and act like everything was normal, but just avoid his friend for the time being.

But this time he couldn't. He was worried. Tom's desperate noises could be heard in Edd's room, and it distracted him.

Edd set down his pencil and took his headphones off.

Tom’s desperate cries and low whines could be heard as Edd softly knocked on his door, “Uhh, Tom?”

The door creaked open and Edd poked his head in. Tom had shifted down a quarter, so he at least looked a little human. His ears flicked and he turned his head at the door.

"Edd."

Edd opened the door more, fully stepping inside and closing it behind him, "Are you okay?"

Tom's natural pheromones were stinging Edd's nose.

"I'm fine. You need to go." Tom spoke lowly, closing his eyes and looking away.

"Um. Do you need anything?" Edd looked around the room, averting his eyes.

Tom stayed silent, not looking at the brunette by the door.

"I'll bring you some water," Edd left the room. He returned a moment later with a clear glass of iced water.

He stepped closer, wanting to hand Tom the glass. Tom looked at Edd's hand, then at Edd. His senses fled from his body. Not able to control himself anymore, Tom pinned Edd to the ground. His eyes had a purple glow and he had a low growl.

Edd looked stunned. He looked at Tom, then at the spilled glass on the floor.

"T-Tom..."

Tom inched closer to Edd, softly growling.

"What do you need, Tom. Tell me." Edd was stern. He knew Tom needed something, and he was willing to help him get it.

Tom blinked, coming back to his senses. He let out a high pitched whine and buried his face into Edd's neck, giving it a lick.

Edd cocked a brow, thinking he figured out what Tom wants. Maybe. He pet Tom's head, running his fingers through his hair and softly petting his ears. Edd never thought he'd get to touch Tom's ears.

Tom gave another lick, then a soft bite. Edd felt a big warm hand under his shirt, gently rubbing at his side. He emmited a soft 'oh' and swallowed.

Tom needed a fuck.

Sometimes, Tom and Tord had hate sex. But Tord was gone for the time being. So it was up to Edd.

Would Tom go easy on him? Who was even on top in Tom and Tord's sessions? Who would be on top right now?

"Okay," Edd whispered. He kissed Tom's fluffy ear, listening to the little monster whine again.

Tom helped Edd take his shirt off, then his pants. Tom took his own pants off, and plopped back onto Edd. His clawed hands rubbed along Edd's plump body. He inhaled Edd's scent and closed his eyes.

"How do you want to do this?" Edd felt embarrassed that his body was exposed. But he that trusted Tom wouldn't make fun of it.

Tom swallowed before he started. He started licking Edd's neck, nipping him here and here. He grinded his knee against Edd's limp cock, feeling it get harder and harder against his skin.

Edd looked down at his hard on, then he saw Tom's. Oh God. It was huge. His thoughts were interrupted with a gasp cut off into a moan. Tom bit harder on his neck, this time leaving a mark.

Edd wrapped his arms around his monster friend, breathing heavily in his shoulder and lightly kissing on his neck. He repositioned himself and started to grind his cock against Tom's.

A low growl was emitted, turning into a high pitched whine as Tom grinded back. A small puddle of precum formed on the lower half of Edd's stomach. Tom produced a lot of it during this time, so it was no surprise. The monster continued to grind against his friend, whining into his neck.

Edd started panting, as the grinding was reaching the right spots. His pants became heavier, a few of them turning into moans. Edd reached his orgasm and ended up with cum across his stomach, blending in with Tom's pre.

Tom stopped grinding and looked at the mess. He looked back up at Edd. His voided eyes that were now a soft glowing purple displayed lust. A clawed hand reached down and positioned Tom's cock at Edd's puckered entrance. He started rubbing the mass production of precum at his entrance, lubing Edd up.

Edd waited. He waited for Tom to push in. He waited for Tom to roughly fuck him on the floor.

But that never happened.

Once Tom was half in, Edd already felt pretty full. He started to slowly thrust, stretching Edd as he went, and pushing further in.

Edd took deep breaths as he was being stretched. He wonders if Tord always left during this time because Tom was so big. Maybe he was scared of this. Maybe that's why.

Edd stopped his useless wondering when he noticed Tom was fully inside him and now waiting for his permission to start. He looked at Tom's lustfull eyes, leaning in for a deep kiss.

Tom started thrusting, this time deeper inside. Edd swears he can see a buldge in his stomach. As the pace picked up, Tom was growling, moaning, panting like a dog. He had Edd's hands pinned above his head as he went rougher with his friend.

Edd was squirming underneath Tom, feeling full and overstimulation in his ass. He could hear Tom's moaning become more desperate. The sound of skin slapping was loud within the four walls. Tom's noises became louder than the skin contact as he was reaching his end.

His hips shuddered and he miraculously slowed his pace as he came. He let go of Edd's hands and stood on his knees, grabbing Edd's hips and pulling him closer, cumming deep inside him.

As the limp monster cock slid out of Edd, so did a good amount of cum. Tom looked at Edd, who was busy catching his breath and looking at his cum filled hole.

They met gazes. Edd gave the next direction of where they should go from there, "Okay. You clean up the water. I'm going to take a shower."

Tom looked at the spilled glass of water, noting how a pile of clothes soaked up some of the mess. He watched Edd weakly stand up, putting his clothes back on, and exiting the room.

He looked around the room, then at the spilled water again. Sighing, Tom grabbed a discarded towel from the floor and wiped the mess clean. Then picked up the soaked clothes, taking them down to the washer. He didn't care if he was still naked. Who's going to see him anyways?

After starting his laundry, Tom grabbed a clean towel and joined Edd in the shower.

He helped wash him clean, and helped clean out his asshole.