#Yandere ferid bathory x reader

[married-to-google-translater]

Request: Can I get Yandere Ferid, Kanato, and V with a fem reader who’s independent, does what she wants, and pretty much needs no male validation? I feel like Ferid and Kanato would have an interesting time with this.

Ngl, Kanato as a yandere kinda reminds me of Torvald Helmer from Henrik Ibsen’s A Doll’s House.

@onehellofashadynerd

Kanato is here

Yandere Ferid Bathory

You don't like Ferid.

You met when he offered you some luxuries in exchange for your blood.

And you refused the offer and said you don't need it or him.

This would be the reason why Ferid would fall in love with you.

He would find you really entertaining.

At first, he thinks nothing of you other than that you're entertaining.

That's why Ferid would keep you close.

Like it or not.

Humans wouldn't have much say in a world ruled by vampires.

And the more time Ferid spends with you, the more he starts to like you.

He wouldn't care how independent you were.

Ferid should that if you didn't rely on him you would be punished.

And if you did… you would also be punished.

Ferid is a sadist -_-

Yes, life with him would be difficult.

However, Ferid does not want to break you with punishments.

He love's you too much for that.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hello! Hope you're having a good day/night/afternoon. Also can I request a Mikaela Hyakuya, Ferid Bathory and Yuichiro Hyakuya x nezuko reader, the reader has nezuko's powers and is basically nezuko. And they see their s/o (nezuko reader) fighting someone for the first time and when the reader was fighting with the person she awakes her full form like nezuko did when she was fighting Daki and she is basically destroying the person she is fighting with, how would they reacted? (Btw you can pick who the reader is fighting with)

That is all thank you <3

Nezuko Reader | Yandere Owari No Seraph

Landing in this apocalyptic and futuristic world with your sibling, there's much to learn. Depending on who you both fall into the hands of it’s a different experience. Immediately your difference from those around you is seen and usually greatly admired. Hence their further surprise when you show a side they’d never seen before: 

Yuichiro Hyakuya

Saving your sibling on patrol is where they first meet

Of course, the box they carry is a great point of mystery

One that’s revealed when the sun has gone down and they're safely at the base

“Whoa! You carry your family on your back? Like all the time?”

“Yeah! This way I can always protect them.”

“That’s a really great idea! I want to try it sometime.”

He definitely feels close to you and your sibling

Absolutely loving the bond you two have

Adoring your playful but silent nature

So more likely than not you’ll find himself inserting himself into your sibling's time

Not necessarily to offer himself as a brother particularly but as a part of the family

As he plans to be anyway

Fighting alongside your katana-wielding sibling he finds they work pretty well together

But this particular adversary is especially hard to beat, taking advantage of the night the whole team is struggling

At this point, Yuu is debating calling on Asura but is stopped by his amazement

You look different, no longer childish or pocket-sized

Now he believes your sibling’s description of you as a demon

He watches with envy when your brother has to calm you down

He vows that next time he’ll be the first to soothe your soul

“(Y/n) you’re so sweet so kind…I’m happy to make you a part of my family.”

Mikaela Hyakuya

He probably meets your sibling first when he’s called on a mission to investigate an anomaly on their turf

Put off by his….partner’s aggressive tone and command your sibling is adamant about not causing trouble

But his….partner…gross seems to hit a sore spot when they demand they open the box

The sun is setting and your sibling is putting up a fairly good fight 

But poor humans..,all it takes is one hit and debilitating crunch and their down

But the moon is high and the box opens to reveal you 

A demon that easily bests their calvary and gives his partner a run for his money

It takes his common sense to threaten your sibling’s life before you halt your massacre

Once you're in custody he shows an express interest in your case

Promising to himself and you that he’d protect your sibling

“Your brother…reminds me of someone else I know. Someone I’m looking for.”

He sees himself in you, turned into something against your will and trying to survive in a world that demands you succumb to your horrid instincts

When he makes a break for it he’s taking you both with him

Once he finds his Yuu then you both can go far far away

So that you both can be monsters away from this horrible world

Even if you struggle and swipe at him 

He’s going to help you 

He’s going to do this

Your agreement isn’t needed

He’s used to dealing with a rowdy troublemaker 

This is no obstacle to him

“Calm down. When I’m done you’ll get your sibling back and that’s all that matters right? Then you will listen to me. And only me.”

Ferid Bathory 

A part of the welcoming envoy that comes off too aggressively

A different-smelling human with a box on their back of course he’s interested

Even more so when they fight him upon questioning about that box

Only to find he’s completely at a disadvantage with the animalistic rage that you come out with 

“Oh my, to think I thought I knew only one vampire with a sibling complex.”

He is intent on taming you constantly trying to force you to drink human blood or better yet eat human

But you won’t cave

But neither will he

With your sibling in custody and you at his disposal

He feels as though no one can stop him

After all, it worked out the first time he broke a family up 

He doubts it wouldn’t work now

He just hopes you don’t freak out like you did before 

That was scary it slows progress

“When you finally let go and succumb to your hunger I’ll be there.”

[ennvisin]

Blood in the Cut ║ Ferid Bathory x Reader Cross posted on Archives of Our Own

Rating: Mature; SFW no smut Warnings: Blood and injury, blood drinking, undertones of dubious consent, aphrodisiac use in the form of vampire venom

Summary: Poor clumsy little human pet… A slip of the hand while cutting vegetables leaves you with a bad gash on your palm. Thankfully your loving Vampiric owner Ferid Bathory knows just what to do in order to take care of your poor injured hand. Don't worry little lamb… everything will be okay. (AKA Ferid "cleans" your wound with his tongue and you get high and aroused from his venom.)

“Now now my dearest little lamb, what have you gone and done to yourself this time?” An unmistakably sweet voice singsongs from behind you. The sudden heavy presence causes the hairs on the back of your neck to stand on end.

  Ferid Bathory.

 “Poor thing… did you hurt yourself? Don’t be shy let me see.” The vampire croons gently against the shell of your ear, now suddenly much too close for comfort. Before even getting the chance to turn and face him, the progenitor crossed into the kitchen and now looms over you like a ghost. You can feel the cool brush of his breath as he talks down to you. Subconscious alarm bells sound off in the back of your mind as primal instincts awaken and tell you to run.

 You whirl around in fear to face the vampire with kitchen knife in hand ready to strike. This seems to amuse Ferid as he chuckles down at your startled expression, your pupils blown wide as adrenaline courses through your veins. He traps you between his tall slender body and the countertop, lithe arms caging you in on either side. Slow and careful as though approaching a feral animal the vampiric noble reaches out to slide the knife from your hand. Calculating irises examine the blade, the cool steel stained with a tiny fleck of your own blood. In that moment you swear you can see his catlike pupils constrict with interest.

 “It seems I was correct in my assumption.” Lord Ferid chuckles darkly in the back of his throat. Slowly he sets the knife down on the countertop beside you. “Humans are so fragile. Such a shame when they are so clumsy. Posing a threat to even themselves.” He hums with that sickening saccharine smile. You clench your jaw and tense when he reaches to trail his fingers down the arm that you keep firmly clutched behind your back.

 “Hiding your injury is a fruitless effort. I could smell it from across the manor.” Ferid reaches an elegant hand to stroke his knuckles against your cheek. He pauses to tuck a few loose strands of hair behind your ear, before guiding your gaze up to meet his own with two fingers poised beneath your chin. He touches you as though you are made of porcelain causing a sweet rosy flush to rise to your cheeks. When he strokes his thumb across your lower lip butterflies burst in the pit of your stomach. Your pulse races.

 “I was cutting vegetables for a soup, but my hand slipped…” You try and explain in a small voice. It is so hard to keep eye contact with the progenitor so your gaze flicks down to observe the ruffled lace of his cravat. The gash on your hand throbs as you feel blood steadily trickling out from the wound. It was almost certainly dripping down onto the cutting board of diced carrots and celery ruining your hard work. You didn’t know how Ferid kept his self-control. If he could smell your blood from across the house, the kitchen must be inundated with your scent. Any other vampire would have been driven into a frenzy. Yet here the progenitor stands gently caressing your face in an attempt to coax you out of your anxiety around him.

 “Just relax darling.” Ferid soothes sweetly. “I just need to take a look at the injury. I wouldn’t want my favorite pet bleeding out on me now would I?” The nobleman asks rhetorically. His hand leaves your face and reaches to grip the wrist hidden behind your back. Ferid’s touch borders on forceful hinting at his true vampiric strength hidden behind his carefully crafted mask. Despite your better judgement you try and pull your arm away.  “It’s only a small cut Lord Ferid.” You mutter in an unsure voice. The vampire chuckles as his smirk widens showing off the pointed edges of his fangs. He saw through you as clearly as a windowpane. “I will run it under some water and patch it up. Promise.”

“Ah, ah. There is no getting out of this.” Ferid coos as he pulls at your wrist with his iron strength. It hurt to resist. “You may either submit willingly… or I can bend you to my will. The choice is yours little lamb.”

But of course… the truth was you really had no say in the matter. You could either show him the bleeding gash on your hand, or have your wrist broken as he wrenched it out from behind you. Within the walls of the Bathory mansion there was no such thing as choice or free will. Only the promise and illusion of it to make you feel as though Ferid didn’t completely own you.

 You close your eyes and allow the vampire to pull your arm from behind your back. He hums in quiet approval of your choice as his fingertips tuck between your own and pull your bloody fist apart. You let out a soft whimper as your injured palm is exposed to the air and the progenitor’s awaiting eyes. Fear begins to creep back into your mind and you start to shake in his grasp. Was he going to drain you right then and there? Is this where you were going to die?

 “Shh…” Comes Ferid’s voice as he inspects the cut. Gently he prods at the tender flesh cooing softly at you each time you flinch and whimper. His serpent smile indicates how much he is enjoying himself at your expense.  

 “You poor little thing.” He condescendingly hums before running his fingertip up the expanse of the gash, smearing the pooled blood in his wake. You flinch and cry out softly, trying to pull away from the sting of his touch. “It’s quite deep… you must be in terrible pain.” The vampire’s ruby eyes glint sadistically in the light clearly entertained by your suffering. Suddenly Ferid grips you firmly by the wrist before taking a step forward. He forces you back against the granite countertop and presses his body against yours. His hips pin you in place as his head lowers to the opening on your palm. Your heart jumps into your throat as his lips part revealing rapidly elongating fangs.  “Don’t! Please!” You gasp out in a panic, and much to your surprise… Ferid pauses. His slit pupils flick up to meet your gaze before he chuckles gentle as ever. In a careful fluid motion he brings his lips to caress your pulse point on your wrist. Your mind spins in confusion at the sudden tenderness of the kiss.

 “Easy now little lamb.” He whispers and meets your gaze with eyes half lidded. Silvery white lashes flutter as he presses his lips along your pulse once more. The faintest stain of your blood paints his lips from where he’d laid his kisses. “Relax for me now, I am not going to hurt you. It’s all going to be okay.” Ferid whispers in a melodic tone much like a siren luring it’s prey. He speaks to you low and intimate; sweet reassurances only for you to hear. You can’t help the way you react to his gentle words, tension in your shoulders beginning to melt away as your breathing slows. He is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, smiling so tenderly at you as your apprehension fades from your subconscious. For a moment as you stare mindlessly into vibrant eyes the color of the lycoris flowers, you could almost forget that he was a vampire. The backlighting from the lanterns on the walls set him in an ethereal glow making him appear almost angelic. Almost.

The illusion is soon broken when Ferid dips low to swipe his tongue along the length of the gash on your hand. Your gasp of shock breaks the still silence in the air. The pain of the motion is so intense you can’t help but try and wrench your arm out of his grasp.

Tears prick in your eyes as he drags his tongue up the wound for a second swipe, but to your surprise it doesn’t hurt nearly as bad as the first lap.  “Hush my love… don’t fight it. This will help ease the pain.” Ferid purrs against your palm before continuing to lick at the cut. He is gentler this time when he delves back in, moving slow and sure as the tip of his tongue prods at the deepest points of the wound. You bite back a whimper at the strange feeling, something warm starting to boil in the pit of your stomach. Goosebumps prickle up your neck, and your entire hand tingles with a familiar pleasurable warmth. The pain all but a distant memory now, it finally dawns on you the purpose of this exchange.

His venom… in his saliva… that was his play.

 Ferid smiles against your palm as your body goes slack against his. In a matter of minutes his venom takes it’s hold, weakening your muscles and filling your head with clouds. There is no more pain only warmth rapidly spreading to every part of your body. Your breathing is labored and hot as you lay defenseless against the progenitor. Butterflies of pleasure erupt in your stomach each time he draws blood from the open wound. It feels so good. It always does when he feeds from you. You could die happily in this euphoria, no longer caring if he were to drink you dry. Vampires were truly the apex predator. Their venom delivering such a quick and potent high, their victims easily giving in and becoming addicted to their bite.

 It is over all too soon as Ferid finally pulls away. Your blood coats his lips and drips from the side of his mouth but really you don’t much care. You blink up at him with your head completely empty, still riding the high from the dose of his venom.

 “There we go. Such a good pet.” Ferid praises as he reaches behind you to grab a cloth off the countertop. Quickly he wraps your wounded hand before lifting you up into his arms as though you weighed nothing. “Your blood is always so sweet. Not a single drop should ever go to waste.” The vampire muses as he smirks down at your blissful expression. Your eyes feel so heavy as you stare up at him in a daze. He coos at you in mock pity before leaning down to kiss your forehead.

 “Let’s go get your injury properly cleaned and bandaged.” The vampire says in a cheery tone mostly to himself. He begins to carry you out of the kitchen and up to one of the many lavish bedrooms within his manor. “When we are done, I hope we can follow up on that little snack you gave me.” From your vantage point in his arms you can clearly see the glint of his fangs as he tells you his plans. “It seems I find myself hungry for more.”

[yandere-romanticaa]

Just a quick little thank you gift for the lovely @ocielismyadoptedson. Not sure if yandere is necessarly your cup of tea but you're a simp for Ferid so I hope this can suffice.

You toyed with your fingers as your gaze remained glued to the ground, the tension that continued to bubble around was blissfully ignored by Lord Ferid Bathory as he continued to sip his drink of choice, that being a mixture of hot red blood and wine. Your ears picked up any little sound they could, be it the sound of the clock ticking away or Ferid simply musing so himself as he held the pristine glass in his hand, carefully swooshing around his drink in it as his palm lazily rested on his cheek.

He was staring at you, you knew it.

You just didn't feel like acknowledging him.

These little dinners of yours were common but it was hard to figure out what he was aiming for exactly. Sometimes he'd be beyond extra, telling you crazy stories or threatening to juice you like an orange if you continued to tempt him like that (in truth you hardly ever did anything but in Ferid's eyes you were always going to be a sneaky fox regardless of your skills). Sometimes though, there would be these odd moments of pure and utter tranquility where Ferid hardly ever spoke but he instead granted you the luxury of taking command that evening. He liked the way you thought and expressed your opinions regardless of his own personal stance on some issues.

You were the ultimate cure for his boredom.

But Ferid was something of a ticking time bomb in your eyes - every move you made, every breath you took, even if something was faulty he would notice, he always noticed. It was unnerving, especially since he could get so touchy feely with you sometimes.

You couldn't tell whether or not he saw you as his own personal blood bag or a real human with their own desires.

Chances are, you'll never find out.

[ferids-despair]

Imagine running away from your Yandere …

Running away from them wasn’t the bests choice. If only you could just navigate through the woods. You wouldn’t be so fucking lost. You should have never met him, should have never wondered into that castle, should have never stumbled into his room. You wouldn’t be their darling.

You know that they’re looking for you. You knew running away was pointless,,, but the slightest chance of making it out of this hellhole was on your mind. You just wanted a sense of freedom again! Getting lost in the woods wasn’t what you wanted, being hunted down isn’t what you wanted!

Swish! Swish!

Where?! You know they are watching you from the trees. But, where?! Becoming a vampire is something you’ve always despised, but at this very moment, you wish you had night vision. “Please! I just want to go home!” Home? Where would that be? Your family? Dead. Friends? Dead. Home? No such thing. All you know is that castle, and that lonely boiler room in the basement. Always visited by your…lover..

“Hello, darling. Let’s go home.”

[cheesecakethots]

ferid from seraph of the end letting a cute little human "overpower" him.

it's infuriating that he doesn't seem phased when they shove their weapon of choice in his annoyingly pretty mouth to get him to shut it...

it's even more infuriating that he doesn't take them all that seriously, and probably can tell that they're shaking in their boots.

well, he can pretty much feel it with one of them pressing into his chest, "pinning" him to the ground.

ferid doesn't feel the need to correct them on his identity; he'll let them believe he's some lesser vampire who just happened to run into a lone human, ripe for the picking. he'll let them believe that they can kill him with a flick of their wrist. hell, he'll even let them believe that he doesn't know they don't have the guts to kill him.

but, he can't help but let his act slip a little when they mention finding their way back home - did they assume that they had permission to leave?

they would do better to not try and find the others on their separated team, because unlike them, ferid does have the power to kill them all and take his little human away with the flick of his wrist.

it'd be best to not let them know that so soon, after all, he finds it more fun when his prey is oblivious.

[of-solitude-past-and-present]

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Hunter x Hunter

Chrollo Lucilfer, Illumi Zoldyck, Phinks, Feitan Porter

Twisted Wonderland

Riddle, Ace, Trey, Leona, Jack, Azul, Jade, Floyd, Jamil, Rook, Idia, Malleus, Sebek, Lilia

Genshin Impact

Scaramouche/Wanderer/Kunikuzushi, Diluc, Childe, Zhongli, Xiao, Albedo, Subject 2/Fakebedo, Dainsleif, Kaeya, Alhaitham

Seraph of the End

Ferid Bathory, Crowley Eusford

The Case Study of Vanitas

August Ruthven, Noé Archiviste, Vanitas

Hellsing Ultimate

Alucard

Honkai: Star Rail

Sampo Koski, Blade, Boothill (thinking real hard abt him but I won't say too much until he comes out)

[earthlyyan]

Organic Antidepressants

(Slight Yandere Ferid Bathory x Suicidal Reader) originally posted on my AO3

Warnings: Ferid being touchy, suicidal depression, intrusive thoughts. Reader is of legal age

first person pov (ew)

(Originally Posted on AO3 On 1-9-2020)

The days were far longer than they were before… at least it felt that way.

I knew I should’ve died that day. I wish I had died that day. The day the trumpets of the apocalypse decided to ring gloriously over our god forsaken planet.

Anyone younger than thirteen? What a fucking joke.

The cot stuffed with hay was one of the few things that brought me comfort in the day to day. The odd number of children allowed for me to be alone. I liked it that way. More me time. And the most I wanted to do was return to it. But instead, my feet dragged down the busy streets, making my way to the blood bank.

On my way though, I could hear the guards making excuses to their superiors. Apparently three humans on the register were found dead in their terf. 

“They committed suicide. You know how they get when they’re cooped up. I didn’t touch them, honest.”

 “They got sick. Died of their illness I guess.”

Bastards took them for themselves. Everyone knew it. But were they going to confront them? They weren’t protected. The vamps just thought they could get away with it.

“Hey we have enough. Three won’t make a dent.”

Not even caring that those children had futures. Well, would’ve had futures. Those were stripped away as quick as the adults were.

I wanted to be happy. We all did.

But in this place? Laughable. You had a better chance of being an astronaut. Well… maybe not. But it sure felt that way.

You know how to be happy right?

 “First and Last name?”

I answered.

“First open table.”

No matter how many times I’ve done this already, the dread won’t leave. The feeling of their eyes. I could see the barely restrained hunger. If anyone was left alone, they’d take a bag for the rations and the kid for themselves.   

You could ask the vamp to take extra.

I shuddered and plopped myself on the medical bed. “Good morning.”

An unamused grunt was my reply. I was the scum of the earth not worth talking to, apparently.

He’s right, isn’t he?

The needle was quick. He hadn’t even bothered to give a warning. It was a pinch, a wave of nausea, and then it was over. He tossed the pouch of their nasty sustenance formula in my hands and pointed to the door.

“Thanks.” I walked out and threw myself on the floor beside the benches. I opened my disgusting capri-sun wannabe and began to suck on it. I cringed at the taste.

There were two boys on the stairs. One obviously more displeased about the situation than the other. He crinkled the full bag and threw it across the clearing. If I had the balls and the same cripplingly low amount of braincells as he did, I would probably do the same.

The other boy, far more mature than the other, stood up after chugging his to throw his pouch away. He seemed to be taking the situation much better than the other. He had beautiful blonde hair and deep blue eyes. If he wasn’t in this hell hole, he could’ve been a child model.

The thought made me sad. What could’ve been. I could’ve been somebody.

Maybe you’ll get a fresh start in the next life.

 Apparently, I had zoned out far longer than I thought because the next thing I knew, a fight had broken out.

 If you could call a young boy threatened to be chucked off the ledge a fight anyway. He was soon thrown to the side with enough force to send him reeling.

 A well-dressed vampire walked with purpose down the stairs. Shoulders back, chin up. He seemed regal.

He certainly looked like royalty.

“Lord Ferid!” The little blonde boy ran up to him. The two seemed close enough, which sent my mind reeling.

How does a kid get that close with a nobleman like him? They seem friendly.

“Ah~ Mika!” The noble -presumably named Ferid- gave him a kind smile. “What on earth seems to be the matter?”

He talked like royalty too.

I couldn’t stop staring. After a few minutes of banter, the noble took his hand from the blonde’s face and sent him on his way. He had said something about meeting at his mansion. I brought myself up from the floor and chased after the blonde.

*

Two days after the talk with Mika, I stood at the noble’s door.

“If you give your blood, he’ll give you anything you want!”

I rose an eyebrow. “Really? Anything?”

Mika nodded proudly. “Yup! Though he’s busy tonight. But the day after I’d try it.”

Maybe he can take the pain away.

 I took a few controlled breaths. This screamed danger. It’s a vampire. They kill people

Why are you so scared? It’s not like your life could get worse.

I knocked on his door.

It swung open, seemingly on its own accord. The motion invited me in. Once I was past the threshold, I gently closed the door and looked inside.

There he sat, lounging on a tasteful white couch with gold accented frames. In the dim candlelight he almost resembled an angel.

An angel of death, perhaps?

He looked up from his book and turned his attention towards me. My body froze. I felt my self-confidence leave. Not like I had much left anyway.

He called my name, somehow. Mika must’ve told him or something. Though, something nagged at me. I don’t remember telling Mika my name. Mika hadn’t even told me his. It was all overheard. Then how?

“Come, sit.” He patted the seat next to him on the couch.

 I sat down on the chair across from him instead.

“Over here, my dear.” He patted the spot next to him louder, trying to coax me over like I were an animal.

Though, that’s probably how he saw my species anyway, isn’t it?

“My dearest Mika had told me about your visit a few nights ago. I wouldn’t have thought he would’ve told anyone about the little arrangement I have going on here, but I’m not complaining.” He sighed, seemingly content. “I wasn’t expecting someone of your age to be here, how are you still here? You have me curious.”

“If I’m honest, milord, I don’t quite know.” I said, trying to keep my voice as steady as possible. But the calculating feeling of his gaze made it harder. “Luck? Possibly?”

“Luck?” He leaned back and turned himself towards me. “Is it truly luck?”

“With all due respect, what’s that supposed to mean?”

You know what he means, and you know he’s right.

He smiled at me, not meeting my eyes. Ah. Okay.

“So, what are you hoping to get out of this?” He scooted closer. “As much as I’d like to think you’re here out of the kindness of your heart, we both know that isn’t the case, now is it?”

I nodded; heat crept its way up my face. “Yeah, but I suppose that doesn’t make me irregular.” I grumbled. “But I suppose that also makes me boring doesn’t it?”

He shrugged. “That entirely depends on you, my dear.”

I tugged at my uniform and cleared my throat. “Yeah I guess that’s fair.”

“Back to the topic at hand, yes?” He smiled and placed a gloved hand on my shoulder.

I suppressed a shudder. “Right. I guess I should cut to the chase.” I finally had the courage to look into his eyes.

Those damn eyes, despite the almost ravenous look in them, I couldn’t help but find them entrancing. Like shiny rubies in where his irises should be. He raised his eyebrows, awaiting an answer.

“Antidepressants.”

And I would’ve never thought his grin could get bigger. “Antidepressants? Now that’s something I haven’t heard before.”

In a place like this? Really? “I’m sure you would’ve heard everything by now.”

“And I thought I would’ve heard it all by now too. But I suppose not.” He ran his hand down my back

I gingerly grabbed his hand and put it back on his lap. “Sorry.” I mumbled.

“No~ Don’t apologize. It’s quite alright.” He folded his hands in his lap, he smiled at me. “If I were in a situation like yours, I don’t think I’d want to be touched either.”

My gaze fell. “Right. A situation like mine.” I slapped my cheeks gently to liven myself up. “Back to the deal though.”

“Actually, before we continue, what do you need them for? Medicine isn’t allowed down here unless regulated, considering how it effects the blood. Someone as old as you should know that.”

“Yeah, but why else would someone need antidepressants?”

He stared at me. His expression left no room for argument. He wanted an answer. His lips tugged into a smile. A kind looking one, but it left something unsaid.

“Why do you really need them?”

It’s not like you have anything else to lose, right? Tell him. You’ll feel better. He can make you better.

I sighed and ran my hands through my hair, leaning back onto the couch. “Look, how old do you think I am?”

“Too old to be here at this age, certainly.” He shrugged and made himself comfortable next to me. Close enough to grab me, but far enough not to invade my personal bubble.

“And why do you think that is?” I looked to the wall, hoping to find a distraction to focus on anything else but how close he was. But found nothing but pristine white.

“This world’s god is cruel.” He said. “It seemed they chose to bless you instead of damning you to the fate of your elders.”

I laughed. “Bless me?” I ran my hands faster through my hair, tugging at the ends to ground me. “What kind of blessing is this? I’m stuck down here to live until old age, vitamin deficiency or illness takes me? I’d rather be with my friends and family.”

You could join them. There’s plenty of spaces to do so. You could fly like an angel.

“You could always make your situation better.” His voice softened.

“That’s why I’m here.” I took my hands from my hair and began to fiddle with my identification tag. “I thought if I struck a deal with you, I’d get the opportunity to make things better. To make things as they should be.”

“But if you were to make things as they should be, then I know the real reason you want those pills, don’t you?”

“I didn’t mean it like that I—” I felt my throat close. Tears stung the back of my eyes, I fought desperately to bite them back.

This didn’t go unnoticed.

“You did, and it’s okay.” His hand made its way to my hair. I couldn’t find the strength to fight him. It’s not like he was going to harm me if he wanted this deal to work. “You know your very existence is a burden to you. And you want to fix it. You humans were always so independent.” He whispered. He paused to take off his glove and used his sharp nails to comb my hair. “But you know it’s okay to ask for help, right?”

 “Nobody would give me help. They wouldn’t understand or wouldn’t care. I’d rather just…” I swallowed hard.

“End it? Now don’t be ridiculous.” He placed my head on his shoulder, presumably for easier access. “What if there truly isn’t a happy end if you end it? You’d lament not fixing it while you could. And suicide isn’t beneficial to anyone, little lamb.” His hand reached to touch my face. Despite his hands being cold, something inside me warmed.

This can’t be right. It isn’t right. He’s a vampire he’s just like the rest of them—

But he cares.

No. He doesn’t he just wants me to think he does.

But what if he truly does care?

“Why are you even trying to talk me down? Wouldn’t it be better for you to just give me the pills and then you get a drink?” It’s not like I didn’t have a plan B if he said no.

“How selfish do you think I am? I’m wounded.” He pulled my head onto his lap, his hands playing with tufts and braiding the longer pieces. “Who would want someone else to take their life for the sake of a meal?”

I averted my eyes. I sounded like a dick now. “I didn’t think of it like that. I’m sorry.”

“No, don’t apologize. That seems to be a nasty habit that you’ll have to break.” He said. “And I have an idea that could be beneficial to both of us in the long term, if you’re interested.” His hand moved my head to look up. I could see his furrowed brow and soft smile. I felt the remaining fears I had slowly dissipate.

“Yeah?”

“You can stay with me. I think I would miss you if you were gone.”

“You… You would?”

“Of course, I would. You’re full of untapped potential. And I think I could help ease those pains preventing them from coming to fruition.” He smiled. “All you have to do is say yes~.”

I slowly sat up, taking in his words.

He could make you feel wanted. You didn’t need to run anymore.

“I…”

You could have someone take care of you and like you for you, isn’t that all you’ve wanted? Someone who knows how to make things better? Someone who can save you?

“I think… I would like that.”

His smile reached his eyes. “As would I, my dear.” He hoisted me onto his lap. “Now, to seal the deal.” He unbuttoned the top few buttons of my uniform and removed my identification collar. “Have you ever been bitten directly?”

I shook my head.

“Now don’t worry. It won’t hurt for long. Like a pinprick.” He gave my nose a small bop. “Like a more organic needle. Just, try not to squirm too much. I don’t want to accidentally rip your internal carotid, and I’m sure you wouldn’t want that either.”

I took a deep breath. “Okay…” I tried to calm my nerves. “okay I can do this.”

He placed his hand on the small of my back and gently pushed me to his chest. “On the count of three, alright?”

I flexed my fingers, trying to ease my nerves. “Alright…”

“One…”

I felt his warm breath on my neck, making me tense.

He rubbed my head with his free hand. “Two…”

I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Three.”

It was much more painful than he had said. It felt like two spears digging perpendicularly into my skin. Slow and agonizing. I gripped his coat tightly. His hands continued to attempt to soothe me.

“Shhh~ The pain won’t last much longer.” He cooed. I could feel his lips moving on my skin at he talked.

The pain didn’t go away, but something arose within. The area where his fangs pierced me grew numb. I could still feel his fangs in my skin, its presence foreign. But it wasn’t uncomfortable.

It felt like warmth and welcome, if those feelings could resonate inside. My mind grew foggier. Pleasantly ignorant. I couldn’t hear anything else but the faint slurping and my own heartbeat. It was nice. I felt my eyes roll back and my body grow weaker. I gave Ferid’s coat a fatigued tug.

He pulled away slowly, and I whined at the loss. I slumped against his shoulder, the last of my remaining strength left along with his fangs.

His hand moved from the back of my head to my shoulders. He stood up with me in his arms. My eyes fought to stay open. I saw the faint image of Ferid’s face with a small stream of blood falling from his lips.

The light from the candle illuminated the space behind him, bathing him in a heavenly glow. He seemed a little livelier than before, too.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

I tried to get a word out, but it came out a strangled whimper.

He smiled and shook his head, tutting softly. “I think I took too much, don’t you?” He walked down the hall with my limp body in his arms.

Ferid arrived in a large bedroom and placed me neatly under the covers and tucked me in. He sat next to me on my left side. He brushed a few stray hairs from my face and gave me a small kiss on the forehead.

“I do believe you need your rest. I’ll be back when you wake, my dear. I promise.” His hand moved from my forehead to my cheek as he gave it one final caress.

In my failing consciousness, I heard a gentle laugh

“Sleep well my lamb you’ll feel better in the morning. You’ll never feel empty again.”

And in the enveloping darkness, I saw him smirk.

[collaborationfandom]

Rules and Intro

MUST READDD

Hi guys! New blog cause I felt like it and I made my friend join too. We’re gonna say this straight off the bat that we’re inconsistent. Therefore, we’ll update at least once every two weeks. (for writing) but it’ll all depend cause we decided to be stupid and make this blog when we’re gonna start Junior yr in like 2 months but yeah (written in 2020 June). This is obv an imagine and scenario blog, Mod hawks will do imagines only and Mod Dazai will only do one-shots only. This blog is more of a stress reliever to get away from our studies. We’ll have a list of specific fandoms and characters we write for (favoritism cause we’re unfair like dat). anYWayS!

Things I’ll write for:

Fluff

Angst

Nsfw (writing this will be the reason why I don’t go to university)

Character x reader (Mod Hawks and Dazai)

Character x character (Mod Dazai)

Poly

Pretty much any sexuality

Things I will NOT write for:

Rape

Incest

That’s kinda it. I do write for yandere but not like the ones that’ll rip your skin off and wear it.

Requests:

Max 2 characters for imagines (Mod Hawks)

Max 1 characters for one-shots (Mod Dazai)

We are allowed to reject a request if it makes us uncomfortable.

Our limit is 10 requests every time. So if it goes over, requests will be closed until we finish it all.

Also when you request please try to be as specific as possible (especially if you’re requesting for scenarios/one-shots) 

For e.g. “(Character name)’s reaction to first meeting s/o” rather than just “Fluff for (Character name)”.

Fandoms/Characters we write for (I’m sorry but we’re really picky cause we only write for those we know well enough to, I don’t wanna like half-ass it and screw something up):

If the name has H next to it only Mod Hawks will write for it (imagines) and if it has D next to it, only Mod Dazai will write for it (one-shot).

Bnha (Hawks is mah bby)

Todoroki Shouto

Midoriya Izuku

Bakugou Katsuki

Touy- AhEM Dabi

Hawks (Takami Keigo)

Uraraka Ochako

Yaoyorozu Momo

Rumi Usagiyama (D)

Kaminari Denki (D)

Tower of God (I’m a proud Korean)

25th Baam

Khun Agero Agnis

Hatz (H)

Endorossi (H)

Yuri Zahard

Zahard (In data personality for now)

Khun Eduan (In data personality for now)

White/Hoaquin (H)

Maplestory (Do ppl still know this game-) (H)

Phantom (H)

Evan (H)

Freed (H)

Mercedes (H)

Kinesis (H)

Luminous (H)

Bungou stray dogs

Osamu Dazai

Edogawa Ranpo

Nakahara Chuuya

Pokemon (Yes. You call it childish, I’ll find yo ass)

Raihan 

Leon

Marnie

Hop

Gladion

Zelda botw (I love this series)

Link

Zelda

Urbosa

Revali (yes, I’m a furry. Deal with it)

Mipha

Fire emblem (So mAnY chOIcEs)

Claude

Dimitri

Edelgard

Felix

Sylvain

Hilda

Chrom

Kimetsu no Yaiba (tsUYOKU nARErUUuuUUUu)

Kamado Tanjiro

Kamado Nezuko (as a demon)

Uzui Tengen

Rengoku Kyojuro

Agamatsu Zenitsu

Hashibira Insouske

Kanroji Mitsuri

Kocho Shinobu

Iguro Obanai

Tomioka Giyuu

Tokito Muichiro

Yushiro

Akaza

Douma (Don’t request for Mod Dazai, cause he killed her waifu)

Yoriichi

Sabito

Owari no Seraph (so under apprieciated)

Ferid Bathory (D)

Crowley Eusford

Ichinose Guren

Hiragi Shinya

Hyakuya Yuichiro

Hyakuya Mikaela

Hiragi Shinoa

Haikyuu:

Hinata Shoyo

Kageyama Tobio

Oikawa Tooru

Iwaizumi Hajime

Sugawara Koushi

Tsukishima Kei

Kuroo Tetsurou 

Kozume Kenma

Haiba Lev

Bokuto Koutarou

Akaashi Keiji

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Semi Eita

Shirabu Kenjiro

Miya Atsumu

Miya Osamu

Devil-man crybaby:

Akira both before and after (D)

Ryo (D)

Miki (D)

Suddenly Became a Princess One Day (someone better request for this):

Claude

Atanasia

Lucas

Ezekiel

Felix

Toilet-bound Hanako-kun

Amane Yugi (Hanako)

Amane Tsukasa

Minamoto Kou 

Minamoto Teru 

Yashiro Nene

Natsuhiko Yoga

Akane Aoi

God of high school (I have simped for Mori for 6 years-):

Mori (H)

Hui Mori (H)

Mira (H)

Daewhi (H)

Ilpyo (H)

Q (H)

R (H)

Soo Jin (H)

We’re sorry that this may be a little confusing but sometimes we just wanna stay within our comfort zone. 

Lastly, this is a safe spot. Ya hear me? SAFE SPOT. A place where everyone comes to escape reality and just relieve stress so pls no hate. Also we’re sorry if we don’t upload a lot but we’re trying to pass high school and get to a good Uni ㅠㅠ

P.s. We might add more fandoms as we go.

[married-to-google-translater]

Hey there, dudette! Lemme request an alphabet with a Yandere Ferid Bathory x (Y/n). Ferid is upset with (Y/n) cause he saw her with another man, so as a punishment, he invites her to a helicopter, and scare her, and jumping out of the helicopter, and do crazy things in the air, explosions and all that stuff. He already planned this with some of his friends and with the helicopter driver.

Yandere Alpahabet comes later~

Yandere Ferid Bathory

Ferid would easily be jealous and possessive.

He would hate to see his pet talking to others.

Especially if you did it without his permission.

Ferid doesn't even understand how you got to talk to others.

You should be in complete isolation.

Let's hope the person you spoke to isn't human.

Because otherwise they are 100% dead.

Ferid will not leave you unpunished either.

Ahahaha, not really.

And unfortunately, he's especially sadistic today.

Ferid wouldn't really need permission for this.

He would be a high-ranking vampire and could do almost anything he wanted.

This would be your bad luck.

Fenrir would just pull you into the helicopter.

He wouldn't give you any kind of warning.

Maybe he would even do it in the middle of the night.

Depends on how long you talked to that guy.

It would be the helicopter ride of your life.

And not in a good way.

Ferid would intentionally spin and jump the helicopter.

This could go on for up to an hour.

Depends on how sadistic he would be.

When you got out, you wouldn't dare to talk to others anymore.

Ferid thought this would have been fun.

He would definitely do it again.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hey could you make a part 2 of the 'Yandere Ferid: Welcome to the Real World' story?

Wow I'm so surprised anyone cared!

But I'd be more than happy to!!

🖤🖤🖤

Yandere Yuichiro Huakuya:: Welcome to the Real World (P2)

“Oh Mika-chan and your princess’ friends, how nice to see you.”

It was in fact not nice to see them

But thanks to their intervention you were allowed to peacefully rest and recover from your blood loss

“I’m glad we got here in time! You can rest now (Y/n)!” 

With Shinoa and Mika babysitting Ferid in the living room 

While Yuu and the others held up in your room watching you sleep

“Hi I’m Yuichiro Hyakuya, I hope if it isn’t too much trouble that we move in with you?”

Like with Ferid you had no other choice but to house the characters you were watching so little ago

All while being plenty vague about why they were there

In your defense Yuu was the main aggressor in keeping your attention from the isekai mess that was becoming your home

He’s always up to something new 

fawning at the technology he could only recall vaguely from his childhood

Asking you to show him how it works or reporting to you how he’s ‘mastered it’

While you didn’t mind, you realized you didn’t recall having to do this with your vampire roommate

Who, by the way was seething silently as Mika kept him an allotted distance from you

“Aw come onnn~! Me and my Dove have been living in perfect harmony! Why do you all care to disrupt us.”

But Yuu’s especially insistent on keeping you busy 

Not because he felt like he needed to occupy every asset of your attention

Your pretty sure its to offset a certain someone’s blood starvation:

“Ah Yuuichiro–”

“Yuu.”

“Ah right, sorry. Look Yuu its really fine, I’ve been letting him drink my blood so he doesn’t attack anyone else in the neighborhood. So Really its okay–”

“No! You give him an inch and he’ll take a mile!”

Emerald eyes narrowed in your direction, sparked with a protagonist's determination which almost was enough to keep you from walking in Ferid’s direction. He was the only one blocking the door of your room, insisting that you couldn’t handle the vampire while you were still recovering. Yuu was the forefront of the movement to keep you separated from Ferid, which was probably why he was so avidly guarding the route.

“Come on Yuu can’t I move in my own home? And can’t I make my own decisions about what I do?”

“No you can’t!” 

“Why not?”

He flustered, face turning red as he sputtered,“Because–because you’re not–you’re my—ugh!”

While he struggled to find the words you took the chance to weave past him only to feel the speedy snatch of his arms against your waist. Holding you close to his midsection as he swept you off the ground.

“Wait Yuu–”

You attempted to struggle from his hold as he further carried you away from your door. Plopping on the bed with you in tow, it seems you greatly misinterpreted his strength tiring yourself out as your struggling continued.

“No (Y/n)! your staying with me and that’s final!”

When you found yourself getting lightheaded from the exertion, you went limp. Noticing your tired form he smiled as he readjusted you. Slotting you inbetween his legs with your back resting on his chest, you missed the joyful smile that spread across his face. 

Overtaken by wave of exhaustion, you yawned not bothered by the nuzzling he does into your head. Holding you close you can vaguely register the only other vampire coming in.

“Yuu-chan…its time.”

“I know!I know! Now’s the perfect time since they’re so sleepy.”

“Good. Shinoa’s already making preparations…are you sure this is okay?”

“Of course! Even back then (Y/n) would have wanted you to! They just can’t make the best decisions right now.”

He flashed his smile to the blonde, hugging you tight to his chest,

“So that’s why we can’t listen to them much right now. So it’s okay!” 

“Yeah…I agree.”

[yandere-romanticaa]

" you've been married to him for a year now, but things have been anything but grand, in your eyes at least. how well have you settled in your marriage i wonder?"

Do you think you can write this concept from your recent post with Genshin, called "Vintage misery", with Ferid from Owari no seraph? It is just a suggestion. Take all your time!

I love everything you write! ❤️

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ vintage misery.

yandere! ferid bathory.

Ferid being married? Why I never! The sole idea of something so ludicrous leaves many folks scratching their heads but it is oddly entertaining to see someone like him being tied down to another person like that.

Ferid most likely first married you out on a whim at first because that's what humans do, right? When two people are in love their souls are bound in holy matrimony, isn't that correct? Ferid was very fond of the idea and he wanted to marry you as soon as possible!!

He's an eccentric husband, to put it mildly. One of his main love languages is physical touch and I pity you if being touched makes you uncomfortable. Acts of service are also big with him as he spoils you with all sorts of clothes and jewelery, anything that's nice and pretty is good enough for him.

It's hard to keep up with him. You never know what he's thinking and he is always testing you, always. It's also impossible to tell whether or not he's being serious or not as he just adores seeing your face twist from peace to absolute panic, it really gets his dead heart beating again. The way he just casually talks about draining a human dry sends shivers down your spine and you often wonder why he hasn't done the same with you. He is obsessed with your blood, he has made that very clear. So, why even bother keeping you around?

Insecurities eat you from the inside out which forces you to hide from him as much as you could. His icy cold touch always remains glued in your memory as you hide in your big closet, piles upon piles of endless clothes around you as tears threaten to break out at any moment now. Ferid always knows where you hide though, always. Your erratic heartbeat always gives you away. It's cute, he thinks.

He has a mean streak and he likes to make you uncomfortable... But he also gets a kick when you refer to him as your "husband". The idea of breaking you completely makes him go weak in the knees - he can't imagine doing that to you. He'll take your fear over your indifference any day. With fear he can at least tell that you acknowledge him and his presence, even if it's not positive but it is good for him. Even if you hate him, that's okay. Because love and hate are two sides of the same coin and Ferid is fine with either side, just as long as he's acknowledged.

[married-to-google-translater]

Yandere Ferid bathroy x male reader

Yandere Ferid Bathory

Well, as we found out, he enjoys the blood of young boys a little too much.

Ferid would actually do this because he is bored.

What better way than to shock the other vampires by choosing a male lover?

At least he's not bored now.

( Most vampires can have really stone-age opinions. )

However, your opinion is not asked.

You are now Ferid's "partner" Whether you like it or not.

And the more you and Ferid spend time together, he notices something strange.

Ferid starts to develop real feelings.

Now he is really interested.

Which is a really bad thing.

Running away is no longer an option.

You are now stuck with a sadistic vampire.

Ferid would like to explore this new feeling.

While he teases you.

Ferid really wants to find out all the things you do when you're scared.

You'd think he'd have better things to do.

But no.

Ferid punishments would also be sadistic.

And when he "falls in love" more he starts to limit your freedom.

In the end, the thing that was supposed to be just to shock others has become the object of his obsession.

[married-to-google-translater]

YANDERE FERID BATHORY

Ferid is a very sadistic and possessive yandere.

( Anyone who was surprised raise your hand... And as I thought no one raised their hand)

At first, you’re just one of his meals and nothing else.

But your blood tastes particularly good which leads to his interest.

Ferid really doesn’t want to share your blood with others and that’s why he isolates you quickly.

Soon he begins to become attached to his precious little pet.

It is heaven for him and hell for you.

Ferid enjoys your suffering and he loves to subdue you.

You are forced to obey his commands and call him a master or else he will punish you.

Sometimes he forces you to do something for which you get punished but if you disobey him you will also be punished.

But don’t worry because Ferid is a sadist only 99% of the time.

Otherwise, he loves to pamper you and buy you a lot of expensive things.

He also drags you with him everywhere he goes.

And you can be sure he has a collar for you

[yandere-romanticaa]

"let me reward you, darling~" + ferid please, banana?~

♡ Ferid Bathory ♡

The velvet fabric of the cushions felt soft against (y/n)'s hand as her body was pressed against the king sized bed. She could feel her heartbeat quicken as Ferid's grip became more tight, his blood red eyes never once leaving her form. He licked his pale lips in anticipation, eager to tease and please his pet.

A soft chuckle left his mouth as he noticed just how flustered (y/n) was and Ferid couldn't help but to admire the rosiness on her delicate cheeks. It was almost strange to him really, usually by now she would have been kicking and screaming her lungs out but (y/n) was being oddly obedient.

He trained his pet well.~

His gloved finger traced a single strand of (y/n)'s hair as his gaze only became more dark, more intense. He tilted her chin upwards as he blew gently near her ear, just bearly grazing her delicate neck with his sharp fangs. Goosebumps arose on her skin as Ferid's voice filled the quiet room:

"My my, you have been behaving so wonderfully lately. I think you know by now that all good pets deserve a reward for being good, no~?"

The playfulness in his voice contradicted his actions as his grip only became more tight. (y/n) accidently gasped as Ferid undressed her left shoulder and started tracing small patterns on it.

"Let me reward you, darling~"

[yandere-romanticaa]

How would Ferid celebrate Valentine’s Day with his s/o? Please and thank you! (I really love your stuff btw!)

♡ Ferid Bathory ♡

Ferid most likely knew about the holiday but simply never paid any attention to it, and why would he? He's seen it all and such a silly holiday would be a waste of his precious time~

Or so he says. In reality though Ferid truly never bothered with such a holiday but now that he actually does have a lover he can't help but to wonder what it feels like to celebrate this holiday. He's always willing to try anything new and he sees no reason why he shouldn't celebrate.

So, that's exactly what he does! He first does some research and he will go all out. The day shall start with some brekfast in bed for s/o, a true rarity considering their current captive position. The meal is nothing short of divine and Ferid even added a few complementary roses in to the mix. Suffice to say, there will be a lot of roses.

The roses may range from different colours but his favourite ones are red and black. They just add such an exquisite touch to his othervise dull mansion. Don't get him wrong, white roses are just as lovely but the red and black ones really make everything pop with colour.

Wherever s/o goes, a small path of flowers is sure to await them, along with Ferid's hand of course. He never was good at keeping his hands to himself to begin with but today he will be extra gentle, just for his s/o.

Several diffirent dresses await his darling and he expects them to wear each and every one. Each one was picked and tailored to fit s/o's body perfectly and yet again, most of them sre indeed red and black.

If s/o has been really good, Ferid will even prepare a few fun surprises in the mansion. Be warned though, some are mostly for his own enjoyment and they can vary from either disturbing to downright terrifying. Choose wisely hun~!