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feridsluver · 17 days ago
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Rq rant: I rly hate how lazy Kagami became with writing. Bad plot twist after bad plot twist. Bro read too many Ons headcanons on twitter about his characters. And kudos to you if you are able to read my word salad cause no clue if it makes sense. 🫶🤭
(Ferid has proven he is more than intelligent and thinks more than 5 steps ahead and y'all wanna tell me this man would not think about if people could turn his body on command 💀💀?? What??)
Like idk I get that Kagami could play on the "ferid sometimes lets his "pride" get the better of him like in season 1 where he didn't see the counter attack after Guren told shinya to shoot at him! It's him actually working with Guren and giving him the upper hand!!". Later it did turn out that was on purpose ig so I hope Kagami uses this new information to do so?? But that also doesn't make sense cause ferid was surprised by that move and not planned. So ig good on Guren/ mahiru to install a dog leash in ferids body but ferid would have seen that from a mile away that there's a possibility his body could be weaponised. The way Kagami wrote ferid before, in the light novel ferid knew his spiel. It just feels a lazy way of writing a literal genius character make a mistake. Like yeah Geniuses can make a dumb mistake but there's a difference where this mistake is a plot device versus this is mistake is going to have consequences and ferid will work his way around it cleverly. The problem I have is he knows how to write characters and intelligent ones at that but man.
Gonna refer back to my opinion that OnS should have been a written series not a manga. Just imagine how well he could explain the characters in his words instead of the fanbase having to glue together what he means or doubt his writing. That's the problem with manga though. It can become choppy real quick in comparison to a novel which can take years to write. If Kagami just took his time with OnS I think he could express and fill plot holes so much more. He could actually think about them, how much sense it makes, what other factors could affect the plot hole or this line of story.
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feridbathorydrinker · 4 months ago
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sniper wifey sniper wifey sniper wifey
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griseo-chan · 6 months ago
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MY PUPSIK-WOOPSIK-DOOPSIK❤️❤️❤️
I drew Ferid when I was in another city!! and I also received a stand w him :3
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ra1nrei · 1 year ago
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crowley: "It wasn't half bad"
*gets fuckin mukbanged by ferid.*
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FERID WHEN I CATCH YOU FERID.
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not-me-bye · 1 year ago
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So I finally read the new ons chapter and I’m silenced…because what the hell was all that?? Also why are all the characters drawn so weird now 😀. Although shinoa and them were drawn the same but why is everyone else built so square now 😭. Also FREE my man Crowley, I’ll miss you pookie.
Also FREE my girls chess and horn skuld they deserve better than whatever happened to them.
Anddd finally it’s ironic for Shikama to be calling shinoa a monster like STFU 🤨
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rkoradiopictures · 1 year ago
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gureshinlover · 1 year ago
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Oh wait I just realized we finally get ferid back in the manga because it's the ~spooky month~, October. Kagami continues with the 'character appearance on their bday month' challenge
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feridsluver · 19 days ago
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Btw YALL we finally know how old ferid is. The Roman invasion in Greece was the battle of Corinth, which was in 146 BCE. Given ferid is 25 years old in 146 BCE, it means he was born in 121 BCE.
And that is around 2145 years ago. So ferid is 2145 years old.
Edit : @vamppirr pointed out that there's a historical inconsistency. E.g ferid being raised as a strict saint despite living in times before Christ so Kagami doesn't do his history lessons 🙂‍↔️
Father issues are gonna spike hardcore. I just know he has a row of perfectly aligned insults that have historical references and all start with "back in my day..."
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feridbathorydrinker · 4 months ago
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How to be guren?
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griseo-chan · 8 months ago
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I have a hc that Ferid pretended to be a woman who came to the shelter for a child, took +- 4 children and ate them.😊😊😊😊😊
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ainiblossom · 2 years ago
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Seraph of the End - Ferid Bathory 終わりのセラフ - フェリド・バートリー
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ennvisin · 2 years ago
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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.”
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rkoradiopictures · 1 year ago
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feridsluver · 19 days ago
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the ferid lore drop has saved something in me- I love how we are getting a backstory to how ferid altered his body, how his body actually works in response to a curse and why he even wanted to become a vampire. Also the style did not dissapoint imo. It gives ferid his well deserved fox eyes.
One of my favourite (funny) moments was ferid being petty and yanking Guren into a building or how the vampires casually mock him for loosing to Guren and mahiru. But also Guren stfu without ferid you would have most likely been killed
I love that he fears humans. It again shows he is very aware of what his perimeters are for fighting. Not only that but also his sarcastic remark about needing to fight a second progenitor for 1000 years. And I love how Kagami tied that to ferid having been a vice general in his past and spoils most likely have an accurate judgement on how long a battle can last/ or if he has strength/ weakness.
Or also that ferid has buff arms, which he did develop during his time as a general. Having to constantly hold and lift a shield (~10kg), a sword (1- 10kg) and armour (17kg) it makes sense as to why he needs a strong upper arm and therefore his shoulders/ chest area is trained well.
ATP Kagami also has a kink for bratty ferid getting stomped on/ on a metaphorical leash. 💀
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snozkat · 2 years ago
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im sorry but yall but i simply CANNOT take those ferid x female reader fics seriously. they'll be like "what kind of woman would ferid fall in love with? 🥺" WOMAN??? that FRUITCAKE?????? bffr..
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ainiblossom · 2 years ago
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Seraph of the End - Ferid Bathory 終わりのセラフ - フェリド・バートリー
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