#oc reed

[carnivorousyandeere]

Cockwarming Reed while watching scary movies just so they can feel you flinch and tighten around them at every jump scare 🤭

[h0ney-dames]

💥~REED🩸| DESTRUCTIVE VAMPIRE PRINCE

(Redacted oc)

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Loss edition

Reeds POV;

Reed got back late, about 7 am, he had been out all night with Ronan and Patrick, his lip was busted and he needed an ice pack for his eye.

Savannah was the only one who knew about Reed sneaking out in the middle of the night, and given she was the only one who practised healing magic before she was turned.

He hopped over the wall to the pool, collin had a flair for the fancy, none of them could swim in the daytime so the pool was heated.

“Who’s there!?” A familiar, annoying, voice chimed in.

Ella.

Collins favourite. Reed SWORE they had some deal. But he knew she would scream. He jumped out of the bush covering Ella's mouth.

“Shut up. If I move my hand will you scream?”

She violently shook her head, and Reed let go

“REED WHAT THE- MMPH-“

“You just promised. Where is sanny?”

“MMMPHHMMM..”

Reed rolled his eyes, letting Ella go and walking away to find Savannah. The house was quiet, collin was probably asleep which explained why no one was being loud…

He walked towards the kitchen, going to grab an ice pack, he heard the sink running, ██████ had probably left the sink running, and he could see Ethan standing outside the kitchen

“can't even be bothered to go in bitch boy?” He scoffed, he loved teasing Ethan, he saw Savannah as well, they looked like they had just gotten there...

“Where’s ██████?”

He was about to go walk in, turn off the sink and grab an ice pack, then he saw the blood, and then the knife.. and then.. the body...

He froze and then tried to run in but Ethan grabbed him, restraining him from running over to ██████.

“Ethan let me GO- she- She isn't dead!-“

He could see her, she wasn't dead she wasn't dust. She wasn't dust! Why was Ethan or Savannah helping her where was Collin?!

“Reed please-“

“Fuck you Ethan let me go. ██████! She's still alive Ethan!” he could feel his voice cracking

Savannah grabbed Reed's shoulder, pulling him back, Reed tried to pull away

“Reed-“ Ethan spoke, trying to calm Reed down, which was never an easy task.

“CAN IT JACKASS- let me go! She- she can be saved!” He couldn't lose ██████. She was the only one who cared about him in this god-forsaken clan.

He couldn't lose her. Sure, she was his maker, and sure he resented her for what she put him through, but ██████ was practically his mother. Why was no one helping her?!

“I can't lose her. I can't! Get the fuck off of me Ethan- wh- why aren't you helping her?!”

He tried to punch Ethan, tried to pull away, anything. He wanted. No need to help her, he didn't want her to die. Not yet. He still needed her.

“REED. Fuck sake she's done for. You saw this coming…”

“LET ME GO- STOP IT. SHE-“ he could feel the tears burning behind his eyes, he didn't want to break down. Especially in front of Ethan and Savannah.

He turned, and elbowed Ethan in the nose, causing him to let go, Savannah's grip wasn't tight, and it wasn't hard to pull away and toward ██████.

Reed bent down, trying to check for a pulse, only to realise, vampires do not have a pulse

“Brooke please- please stay with me-“

Brooke smiled, reaching up to grab reeds cheek, she could barely lift her arm

“WHERE IS COLLIN?!”

He turned around, looking at Ethan, who was currently holding a bloody nose with tears in his eyes, Savannah, he couldn't figure out what that expression was…

He turned to Brooke who was currently bleeding out, still not dust. He could fix this.

He went to grab his medkit out of his jacket pocket, trying to bandage up the wound.

“SAVANNAH- PLEAS-..” he was cut off, he saw Collin. He could see the sadness, and then Ethan coming over, grabbing Reed and pulling him away

“Get off! Fuck Ethan get off of me!!” He was breathing heavily, and looking at Brooke’s body, he could see her eyes closing Collin going to turn the sink off.

The sink was the last thing on Reed's mind.

“It is ok Brooke” Collin spoke, crouching down next to her “You did your best”

Did her best?! Why wasn't he helping?

“MA’!! MA’ please! Collin do something- Coll-“

Dust.

She turned to dust.

The only thing left on the kitchen floor were her bones, ethan dragged Reed over to Savannah, who quickly took Reed into her arms and led him away

Reed was frozen in shock… his vision blurring and his ears ringing, he was frozen in shock…

[mjrtaurus]

Reed picked up on the fact that Crocodile said "eldest son" when referring to Luffy and is surprised at the prospect that he has more. She has virtually no context about the Seraphim Project so seeing Gabriel and Gryphon left her speechless. Asking how Crocodile managed to hide them for five or six years lead to Gryphon saying "we didn't exist"

And then Gabe asking if the lady with banana feet wants to come to their first birthday party in a few months.

Crocodile explains about the whole Seraphim thing and Reed is all but gnashing her needle sharp teeth and flaring her gills in rage. The government has the nerve to play god and then treat their creations like soulless weapons? When they are children? Oh yes, she's joining the guild now. She needs to skewer a few wanted marines on her seastone harpoon as soon as physically possible.

But the time for that will come soon enough. Right now, Auntie Reed is telling the boys all the wild stories of the Sobekneferu's reign of terror. From her maiden voyage out of Water 7, to the time she was nearly eaten by a sea grape wani on the journey from Sabaody to Fishman Island. All the stories but one. The one where she was lost in a fool's errand. That was a tale that Baba would have to tell.

Speaking of bananas, Crocodile brings her to the wani lagoon to reunite with an old friend.

Ammit was one of the few of the trained bananawani that had survived the attack, and the only one of that number who survived the exodus from Rainbase to Impel Down to Karai Bari. She was reaching the latter half of her prime, getting a little more sluggish and grumpy with age, but still hunting and nesting.

The second she caught Reed's scent, she was in the water, paddling toward her like the biggest and toothiest duckling you could ever imagine.

[roastedbas]

Tonya and Reed

[blehiamcool]

Carnival / Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign (Edit Audio)

Ft: Reed

[grendel-menz]

werewolf packs are too clingy to do well in hot weather

[whore-ibly-hot]

Post-Gym Shower

Yandere!Athlete Evan Reed x reader x Yandere!Gym coach Anatoli Sidorov

18+ Minors DNI

Warnings: Multiple yanderes, non-con touching, dub-con, perverted thoughts, obsession, general perversion, dry-humping, voyeurism, controlling behaviors, power dynamics, panty stealing, typical yandere behavior.

(A/N: Another duo fic, giving some juice to the Evan girlies out there. Plus some attention for Coach Sidorov, I feel i haven't fleshed him out enough. It's not very long but...)

"Cmon, there's plenty of room," Through the steam of the bathroom and the 'woosh' of the shower sprayer, Evan's voice cuts through the locker room as he watches the warm stream of water dripping down in beads from your body.

"There's tons of other showers, Evan!" You squeak, grabbing the shower a bit to cover yourself with the flimsy plastic shower covering. "You don't need to come into this one..."

He scoffs and runs a hand over his curly mullet before he tosses his towel off, prompting you to look away with a squeak. "I'm not going to freeze my dick off waiting for one of these other showers to warm up, just slide over." He explains, face contorting to a grin when he sees you looking away. "What, cmon, I'm not that bad looking, baby." Pushing the shower curtain aside, he steps onto the slick tile of the shower floor, sighing as the warm water washes the post-practice sweat and excessive body spray from him.

"This is weird!" You exclaim, covering yourself up. "I'm trying to shower, and you're all gross and sweaty-"

"Oh my god, stupid, that's the point of a fucking shower, to get clean. Stop bitchin-" he gives you one of those hard looks you often see him cast at the poor victims of his bullying. It makes you swallow harshly. "-and hand me the soap."

With shaky hands, you pass the bar of soap and try to avoid gawking as he runs it over his pecs, groaning as he rubs some spots that obviously have some sore muscle lying below. "Coach has been running us like crazy for the swim meet coming up," he mumbles as he keeps cleaning. "Swear I hear the starting whistle when I'm fucking sleeping." He notices you're not saying much, and set away the soap before turning to you. "But... I heard Coach has been giving you some 'extra-lessons' too, huh?" He coos, and the insinuation makes you flush.

Smacking at his chest and watching the water on his skin react and fly off, you look aghast. "Don't make it sound weird, Evan!" You exclaim, voice squeaking with embarrassment. "I'm- He's not doing anything like that, I just joined P.E. late, I'm behind. He helps with stretch and stuff." You explain, and Evan leans in, grabbing your hips and grinding his limp but still impressive length against your front playfully.

"Stretching, huh? Yeah, I bet he's stretching you out." He chuckles. "So what's the play, you doing it for a grade? Can't imagine coach's limp old man dick is giving you what you need."

"No!" You squirm a bit, the way he's naked crotch is resting against your thighs send both a spike of arousal and fear to your core. "He's not doing anything like that, don't be weird. And let me go!" You exclaim. Evan ignores your pleas, hands moving from your hips to your arms, then chest.

"Well, whether or not Coach is dicking you down on the side, whatever he's doing is working." He mumbles, calloused fingers making you shake as little goosebumps start littering your skin. "You're getting some muscle, baby. Looking toned, I mean, you're not me, but you know..." A large hands fondles over your ass, groping as it's owner revels in how you squirm. "Real fucking fit, if Coach isn't actually giving you what you need after class, I'm always avaliable. Take you back to my dorm, and work that pretty-"

"Evan!" The metallic sound of the locker room door swinging open and Coach Sidorov's voice gives you a moment of hope.

Evan groans, "Cmon, let's stay quiet and split outta here once he leaves-" You cut him off with a surprisingly bold sudden shove, and you both just stare at each other for a moment, shocked at your resistance. Before his glare forms, you call out.

"In here, coach!" Coach Sidorov approaches the shower, and feels his blood boiling when he sees two pairs of feet stuck out below the shower curtain, and the voice of his poor little star calling out. "Reed. Out of the shower, now."

Evan groans and glares at you as he pulls aside the shower curtain. You know you'll be facing his wrath and frustration for this later, but you choose to just appreciate the moment you have now. Trying to shield his half-hard dick, Evan huffs as the bright locker room lights hit his eyes.

"Cmon, coach. I already know you're gonna try to make a big fucking deal of this- we were playing around-" He yips as he feels a sudden, sharp pain on his thigh and ass. Coach Sidorov is holding a wrapped up towel, which he smacked at the cocky star player. "What the fuck coach!?"

"Go, thirty laps in the pool, now. I'll see you after I deal vith your friend in the shower." He growls, and Evan blinks away. "And I'll be looking into changing your gym schedule!" He yells after him, rubbing at his forehead and brow with a frustrated sigh. "Dat boy..." He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself as to not scare you.

"Little star?" He calls out tentatively, turning so his back is against the curtain but he's faced away from you. "I'm not mad at you, okay?"

"I-I'm sorry sir, I tried to tell him there were other showers-" you start, leaning slightly around the curtain with a shameful tone to your voice. He cuts you off with a wave of his hand.

"No, no. Dat boy is a menace, is not your fault." He assures, trying to resist his own urge to meet your gaze, st the risk of catching a sight of your exposed cleavage and shoulders behind the curtain. "Are you clean?" He asks.

"Yes sir." You affirm, and he steps away to grab your clothes on the nearby bench, handing them to you and not letting his hands linger to long on the soft fabric.

"Dress. I von't look." He assures, and you nod. You begin with your top as he keeps talking. "I'll have a talk with him, I'll get your schedule shifted around to. I won't tolerate him dragging you off somewhere and trying to get you to... allow him to have his way with you." He hisses, fists curling as bit. "I'll try to get you your own shower stall, da?"

"That would be great, sir." You squeak, zipping up your tracksuit top. "I appreciate you being worried about me. He can be a lot..." you pause as you go to dress your lower half. "U-um, coach?"

He hums affirmatively. "My... my underwear is gone." You whimper out, horrified and scandalized. You seem Coach Sidorov visibly tense up, and raise his fist to his mouth to clear his throat.

"Ah, vell... Its possible he may have grabbed dem on the vay out. I'll give you a pass to get out of your next class, run back to your dorm and grab another pair, okay?" He offers, and you slip on your pants with a nod. He turns around once your dressed, and he smiles softly at the sweet of your dripping hair and awkward form. "I'll see you tomorrow for class, da?"

You nod, and in a bold move lunge to hug him, shaking a bit against his broad chest. "Thank you, for... for looking out for me."

He's shocked, eyes widen as he feels his heart melting at your affection. He wraps his arms firmly around your shoulders, keeping you flush to his chest. "Of course. You're my little star, no one is going to hurt you while I'm around. Now go on back to your dorm." He's reluctant to send you away, but he's still dealing with boiling anger towards Evan, and he's got a growing problem down below he'd rather not have you see.

He waves goodbye as he watches you depart, and once you're out the door his hand slips into the pocket of his tracksuit. He ignores his raging erection in favor of grabbing something from the pocket, a thin fabric garment, yours. He feels a little bad, snatching your underwear and sending you off, but... surely it's safer with him?

[fire-bay]

Oscillia!!

[colorful-horses]

Where is Florid's Boyfriend? Ùwú

florids boyfriend Debut. hes a little unicorn writer

(quill designed by my homie pinkponylemonade)

[carnivorousyandeere]

getting drunk with the biker yans is all fun and games until Reed decides it would be funny to try convincing Aspen that Santa's actually real and that she's on the naughty list and she cries

[spookberry]

the first time I drew these two(when I was 12) they were functionally the Color Guardian's version of Jessie and James,,,

[moeblob]

...and they were coworkers. (an actual conversation from my last job)

[furyjohnson]

more dbh doodles :3

[blehiamcool]

no one:

the random man and 14 yr old that directly screw up the plot:

Ft: Reed and Neo

[bariumfox]

[CMSSN] This fits them very well..

Requested by anon.

[fire-bay]

some doodles