#ferid bathory x reader imagines

[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.

[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 my better judgement I try and pull my 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.”

[floareadeaur]

What kind of woman do you think Ferid would be the most attracted to? Not specifically in looks, but more about her personality and ideals.

• Series: Owari no Seraph/ Seraph of the End

• Pairing: Ferid Bathory x female!reader

• Author's words:

I thought about how I could better describe this ideal of his. I did not just want to list a technical description of an ideal woman, but rather to organically pencil why someone like her would be his ideal. And why would this ideal girl want Ferid.

And I ended up with quite a lot of philosophy.

But honestly, I like it. I felt that what I write is alive. I think I could describe this ideal a lot more and the dynamic between him and her is fascinating to me.

How about we ship Ferid with this ideal of a woman?

Thank you very much for your interest in my thoughts. If you still want to know what their dynamic would be like, their discussions, their philosophies, just ask. I would be happy to discuss this topic.

Otherwise, enjoy and kind feedback is welcome! I wish a good day to anyone who finds this post!

Like a summer night —perhaps that would be the best metaphor for this ideal woman for Ferid.

For the night is deep and full of silence. In summer, a pleasant warmth embraces you and comforts your nights accompanied by the coolness of darkness. The feeling of peace creeps around you more and more, of rest. This is when you really see yourself, but the feeling is so sweet and pleasant that you feel at peace with your reality. Because tomorrow is a new day, in which you can rise with the sun again.

Her eyes would be, for Ferid, like this. Such a deep yet soothing look. One in which, when he looks, Ferid is drawn to delve deeper, research. Until he gets to look at himself, staring into her eyes.

Would it be a pleasant feeling? Maybe a bitter sting mixed with the chance to finally see himself through someone else's eyes.

Ferid would hide his gaze because of this sometimes. The feeling would remind him of the sky he once loved so much. It would be stirring.

But, Ferid would always return to look at those eyes of hers, more insistently, more desiringly. Strangely enough, a peaceful calm would come over him.

That, because, despite the deep silence that would often envelop her, she would be such a warm being.

Ferid would always notice her, how she does not talk much and her expression seems almost melancholy. He would understand that this girl, in fact, speaks in her mind, absolutely all the time. He would scrutinize her, noting her meditative yet warm aura.

How she does not seem to open to anyone. Somehow, like a rare flower that blooms only once.

She would not smile often, but when she did, her face would be comforting with her warmth and kindness. It would provide peace, the feeling of sacred safety.

But Ferid would feel her more. How her warm passion burns slowly inside her being and her soul is so troubled by thoughts and feelings.

How within her lies such a great love, one that can only be given in absolutes. Ferid would understand this and be touched by her way of being.

Strange fact, how this girl would always seek his presence. Would not she be scared of someone like him? Ferid would wonder that, when she would always appear around him, silent but gazing to him with those deep eyes of hers.

The same feeling of a warm summer night, where you want to melt and forget, for a moment, everything. Or you feel that all will be fine.

Her fragility would be something charming. Beyond the weak mortal body, the fragility of being a dreamer, an idealist, aware of the dirty reality in which she lives; a loner, but loving; a wisher for love, but deeply sensing the brokenness around her.

She would seek Ferid's presence. And he would always wait for her, invariably searching for her in his thoughts, always wanting her gaze.

Because her deep, warm eyes would show Ferid what it is like to be seen as himself and still wanted.

An overwhelming yet sweet feeling that would come as a contradiction to all the laws of the putrid world that created him…

...That there is love for someone like him.

Their conversations would develop mesmerizingly, like never-ending cobwebs, in which they are both so comfortably and sweetly caught.

This girl always caught deep in her thoughts, would offer her words to him. Oh, and how passionately she would speak, how well she would describe and read all his feelings and realities.

Ferid would listen to her fondly, perhaps with a shudder. It would be the most interesting story he had ever heard. It would be a truth he could never tire of, the first truth about him, one that is accepted.

Then he might as well reveal what was always on his mind. And his confessions would come in time, revealing the real Ferid, with his meditative gaze and faded smile.

His logic has always been sharp, impeccable — so would her emotional intelligence, feeling through herself how those around her are, how Ferid is, and wanting them to feel this too, including him.

So intuitive and capable of feeling that she would, over time, make him see more and more of himself.

And Ferid would reflect on his insides. Now not only in bitterness and despair, but with an unconscious hope.

As she would always look for him, bringing her meditative and warm aura, Ferid would feel those deep and living eyes looking at him as if he were a sun.

A new, unique feeling for Ferid. But this girl would need the power which is in him — his nature that can lead and fight with the messy reality around him, his dynamism. She would appreciate and love all these, seeing the good use they can be put to.

And strange fact, she would trust him. This precisely because she would actually see who he really is.

And Ferid could only enjoy and cherish this new feeling of communion, which he has always longed for. When he can be himself, comfortable — with all his deep sufferings, but him, being able to feel that rest of a sweet summer's night.

Why would the two of them seek and desire each other in the end?

Maybe because she would see the sun in him, and Ferid would find his hope to rise again. For they would both be equally idealistic.

The difference?

Ferid would be aware of the rotten reality, trying to change it, but wandering through this darkness. She would dream of his same ideal, but give it life in her every thought and feeling, despite that putrid world.

Reality would be dirty for both of them. She would feel the rottenness all around her, a deep burden weighing her down. She would feel everything far too deeply sincer her birth.

But still—

" I want to give love. Because God loves me and I want everyone to feel this love. "

This would be her highest ideal, an absolute one, which she would often become aware of as being caught in a vicious circle, in total discrepancy with the world around her.

But she would still bring it into her life.

Ferid would be charmed, how she can feel and offer this ideal, even if in the laws of their world, it does not exist.

But he would deeply realize how, if this desire has always existed in him as well, it must have a solution somewhere in the world that created his soul.

Would she be his solution?

In fact, her mere presence and love for her own ideal would show Ferid the answer already existing within him.

Both would be lonely, sensitive souls walking a tightrope. Although together, their vulnerability would not be in danger, but something worth cherishing.

Can I say I see them as yin and yang?

Where she is yin and he is yang. She, the night and he, the light of day. Each different, but complementing each other and carrying, in fact, the same essence, the same ideal, able to truly see themselves, and in each other's eyes, more of them.

And together, able to create their own world in the broken universe they both exist in and live out their desire for a good ideal in this macabre landscape.

[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.

[tragicvictoriantears]

✞ To never underestimate the passage of time! ✞

Ferid Bathory X FemReader!

✞ angst.

✞ TW: Ferid is the biggest tw. Mentions of death.

I wish that my first post is for my dear best friend @theorphanprince . I love you, thank you for everything! You are an ocean of inspiration, truly splendid by its own nature, your soul never fails to amaze me! De asemenea, ești o gagică mișto, hai te pup șmecherio!;)

He held her tightly in his arms, too bad it almost hurts so much, as if her skeleton was going to snap - not even the smallest bone would escape from such a lovely well-made trap! Ah, how nice it would pop though! I like to imagine that everything would break to the rhythm of the piano keys, when "Moon Sonata" is sung with pathos — for only the moon can offer beauty to such scenes or even morbid thoughts. Even my terrifying descriptions, in the sunlight, they would become ridiculous. Too much would be seen ( to my shame as an amateur and lazy author )! Ah, alas, I did it again! I distracted you from the real story! I don't think I was made to read children bedtime stories. Lucky for me, this one is for adults — and lucky for you, it’s a short one!

Ferid, Ferid, Ferid and again, Ferid! Ferid Bathory!! Applause for him! To this splendid prince! So charming and mysterious, a good girl’s dream of a bad boy! He is rarely seen without his role as a clown in Shakespeare's plays. But now I would describe him as a protagonist, a sad and old hero, in a tragic love story! Italians shall cry at the table with their pasta and with Romeo and Juliet.

Oh, Ferid. Alas, so long he insists on holding her in his cold arms, as if… as if she was going to turn into sand!! He must — for the sake of his own desperation — catch every strand. Before the tide steals a part of her figure forever, or even before it takes everything away from him. As you can see, we are talking about waves. Waves from great storms, with drowned pirates and hungry mermaids, followed by the cries of orphans as they watch how their father figures never return home.

But who was that wave? Maybe the past that still thinks about haunting, like a bored ghost in the cemetery, fed up with the silence of others. It can't be, it can't be! But wait! Who was he to fight the inevitable?

However, let's see some other possibilities! It must be searched with great patience if you really want to find the answer burning in our throats. What could go wrong for Ferid? Well, many things made him miserable in his life... alas, he lived badly. As both human and vampire. Has he ever kept up with all his misfortunes? I mean, at one point, they kept coming and coming, I’m sure he started to not pay attention to them anymore. Until now… .

I know! I found it! Everyone's feared weapon when they get their hands on something ephemeral: time. Like a little girl who fears that her rose is dying, like a woman who worries that she is getting older. Time takes everything, my dear readers. There is nothing time can’t take. We all have debts. We all owe time. Even when it comes to immortals, time manages to steal a few things. Maybe it doesn't really take everything, there remains a bitterness on this earth - that's why they are immortal. But time, to them, is like a seagull flying towards your food.

Y/n, oh, precious she! It reminded him of the humanity he didn't get to enjoy, but he enjoyed it through her. Sleeping, skin care, needing to go to the bathroom or eat a well-prepared meal. Things that no longer had meaning for him, look, through her, they’ve gotten one! Isn't this a beautiful gift for mortals? To enjoy simple things? I say it's very beautiful and Ferid totally agrees with me. He began to feel alive through her, to get rid of that boredom and that hatred held deep for time, which at one moment seemed to spite him. He didn't need much, really. Although his exterior is as extravagant as can be, I assure you that this bloody nobleman, carries a simple heart in his chest. Like most of us, too.

Here comes the bug. It would be such a shame, if not even terrible, for Ferid to subject y/n to a life like his. Immortality drains you. It's true, you stay young and beautiful, that can be attractive at first. However, let's not jump into such a dangerous offer, just… just look at the price! Internal rot is not worth it!! You will begin to have serious breakdowns from not being able to identify yourself properly. The best advice is to not dare become immune to time and death, you pay dearly! Ah, ... but Ferid never wanted to pay dearly, to have eternal beauty and youth — he was so small and unhappy from the beginning. His childhood was so bad, I swear, you could say he had already tasted immortality, right from the start! But enough, that's enough! I better stop with these descriptions. Everyone will be very sad if I continue! And Ferid is tired of being stuck in those memories anyway, that's why he adored his lover. With her, he is slowly moving on like a mortal, over all those terrible episodes. To live in the present! It is something, as a vampire, to be able to enjoy the present once in a while. Without thinking about the expensive payment… .

Wait! He realizes that he may be paying right now! It sounds crazy but it's completely normal for somebody like him to experience this! Just as we are surprised that a bitter week has passed like lightning, for them it is years, decades—centuries! Oh my! It is natural for him to think that at this moment, it’s happening, again! Maybe if he stops the hug, oblivious to the passing of minutes and hours, he'll wake up with Y/N ​​already dead. Oh, sweet Juliet, held all her life in the arms of a terrible bastard! We shall cry rivers together, for her tormented soul!

And with an extraordinarily agitated movement, he breaks the loving embrace to gaze in horror at her face. His eyes and hands were shaking terribly, if he wasn't a vampire, I would dare say his forehead was also sweating from the whirlwind of emotions.

And if he wasn’t a vampire, I would also dare to say that he breathed a sigh of relief. That horrific image didn't happen.

,, You act like you are cutting your first tree! What have gotten into you again? Who holds the sword over your head? " she decides to tease him innocently, the goal being obviously to calm him down. Ferid of course doing the same at the times when y/n is tense.

“I'm afraid the sword is pointed at you, my dove. "

,, Although I like to see that you are capable of concern, I would prefer that you no longer have any reason when it comes to me. " her hands reach for his neck, looking at him with curious eyes, eager to discover more. What a beautiful and confident smile she has! Ferid, maybe out of embarrassment, looks away, a gesture that makes y/n giggle.

"This is hard! You know it too! I’m not ready to let you go. Not now… maybe not ever! " and his face gets scrunched up. The opposite cheek is poked by her finger, specifically to turn his gaze and look at her straight in the eyes.

" But you are ready. You don’t need to be dependent on me! “

“ Maybe… I need to. I don’t know any other way to live! “ delicately, he ends up holding her face in his still shaking hands.

“ Ferid, blink now, I promise I'm not going anywhere." her hand touches his cheek as she makes him do this calming exercise again. So he closes them, relishing the warmth of her skin against his, his glacier cheek.

He opens them. The waves are calmer, although there is still a little wind. In front is a sandcastle knocked down by the water, and her hand is gone. It's quiet, no sign of any playful giggles. She died decades ago.

This is what happens when you underestimate the passage of time.

[urdgealesisbaby]

Ferid x fem reader. Reader was part of Guren's squad but when they were fighting Ferid Guren left her and reader wanted revenge so ferid made her vampire and by some time they became married couple and imagine like guren meeting reader again but now as Ferid's wife and vampire

Hello,dear anon! Sure thing!

I made a scenario btw so it can be more intriguing.

Also Guren sounds stupid in this little scenario xD.

Ferid Bathory's wife that meets Guren after a long time

Ferid Bathory

It was long ago that you gave up being a human.It was himself,Lord Ferid Bathory,who made you one citizen of the vampire world.You didn't regret it though.

You were very happy with your decision to become a vampire and you were even happier when you and Ferid got married and became an official couple.

You liked your husband,despide all the things he had done,he was actually very soft and careful around you,sometimes rather playful.You were a pretty good couple though,despite Krul hating Ferid,she always became more soft when it came to you.So you were accepted in the vampire world.

Guren had left you,if it weren't for Ferid's mercy(I can't believe I'm saying this lol),you would be dead by now.So you were very angry at all those humans who had left you behind.What if Ferid killed you?What if he made you his slave?What if anything,really,after all,it's Ferid Bathory who we're talking about.

As always,you were going places with your husband,when it finally came to you.Guren and his squad were in front of your faces.What where you going to do?

"Y/n.....Is that you? Am I seeing right?" Guren asks,not believing what he is seeing.

"It is....Guren....I see you're alive as well,after all." you say,looking at Guren with an angry look.

Ferid then gets his sword out,prepared to fight Guren because he knows how angry you've been at Guren all these years because he left you all alone.

"Why aren't you stopping him,y/n? He's going to attack us." Guren says.

Y/n,showing her fangs,responds to Guren.

"Why should I? I am one of them now,you should be afraid of me as well."

At your saying,Guren and his squad all get prepared for a fight,but little they know that they stand no chance in front of you two.

After you two finish them off,Guren curses at you.

"You stupid woman! You've became a vampire ,you left all your humanity behind! You shouldn't be alive!" Guren says.

"I was the one to leave behind humanity? Or did humanity leave me behind first? What are you saying?" you say,being full of rage.

After all of that,you and Ferid get back home and you two comfort each other.

"Y'know,maybe I shouldn't react like that....after all,they were my friends sometime." you say,looking at Ferid.

Ferid takes your hands into his and speaks.

"You shouldn't worry that much about them,after all,when they left you with me,they didn't care about you."

He then pulls you into a deep kiss,slowly putting you on the bed,to give you snuggles all night.

Thanks for the request! I hope you liked it!

[nakachuchu]

Enthralled | Ferid Bathory

SYNOPSIS: You're enthralled by how pretty he is.

READER: gender neutral

WORDS: 630

WRITTEN: 03/03/2021

NOTES: Thank you for requesting @uwu-monster101 ! I love you too!

"You're so pretty," you whispered as your fingers brushed through his hair.

Your head was on his lap and he looked down at you with a soft smile on his face. His hair was let down from the usual ribbon he wore. Instead, it was tied into a lovely bow on your wrist.

"I know," he answered with a grin.

You chuckled, completely used to his prideful words. But it wasn't like either of you were lying. He really was pretty.

You knew if he was a girl or simply cosplayed as one, he would be the prettiest girl you had ever seen.

Any chance you got, you would play with his hair. It didn't matter if you had somewhere to be. You could be in a rush somewhere and pass him in the hallway, but still, your fingers would find a way to brush through the ends of his tied-up hair.

He didn't mind if it was from you. You were the only person allowed to freely touch him and his hair. After all, you belonged to him and he belonged to you.

He relished in the fact that you enjoyed touching his hair so much, adding to his ego.

Before the two of you started dating, you always mentioned how his hair was better than yours. He would then tell you how to properly take care of one's hair. He even had a specific hair routine he swore by.

Your fingers drifted away from his hair and onto his cheeks, lightly brushing against his soft cheeks.

He leaned his head toward your fingers, silently telling you to touch him more. You smiled, looking up at him in admiration as he towered over you.

"Keep looking at me like that and I'll be the one doing the touching," he murmured.

You chuckled and cupped his face, bringing him down to your face to kiss him on the lips.

In a flash, you found yourself on your back on his bed with his body hovering over you. You were trapped underneath him with his hands on both sides of your heads.

"How are you so pretty?" you whispered.

He leaned in, nudging your head to the side so that he could nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck.

You could feel his fangs grazing against your neck—teasing you in a way that had you sighing through your nose.

A vampire's neck was their soft spot. If he sucked enough blood from you, you would easily die, but you trusted him. You offered him everything you had down to your very soul.

"You're pretty too," he murmured before pressing a kiss to your neck.

He was telling the truth, and he rarely complimented other people. He thought of himself as the prettiest and smartest out of all vampires but admitted that you were a close first.

"Not as much as you," you retorted.

He leaned away from your neck and grinned. "I know."

Most people found his ego to be unmatchable and annoying, but you found it endearing and amusing.

You chuckled and kissed his cheek. You were always enthralled by him. The way he gracefully walked and talked always had you dreaming of him any chance you got.

His hair fell over his shoulder, tickling your cheeks. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you for another kiss.

Your hands fiddled with the hairs at the base of his neck as the two of you kissed. His hand trailed down to your hip as he relished in the feeling of your soft lips on his and how your fingers twirled around strands of his hair.

The two of you continued to bask in each other’s beauty for the rest of the day.

[blackthorn02]

Human feelings🥀 (Ferid Bathory x reader)

—>Imagine happened after the battle in nagoya-fluff rated

* (Y/n)... your name

* (L/n)...last name

* (H/c)... hair colour

The sun was shining trough the window in her face and luminated (y/n)’s (h/c) hair that fell slightly in her face. She felt as if she had risen from death and every bone in her body left a terrible pain when she started to move. “Well,well. You’re finally awake. I thought you would never wake up again (y/n)”- Crowley looked up from the report he was reading and smiled at her as if he was a madman. To be honest (y/n) didn’t even noticed that he was sitting there-vampires sometimes can be really disturbing, when they sneak around in total silence. (Y/n) looked up at the red haired vampire and gave him a questioned look. What happend and where even was she? Crowley grinned and read her questioned face:”hmmm let me think what happend-ahhh now i remember: you were fighting with this annoying livestock from the Hiragi clan, i think kureto was his name, when you suddenly fainted. We subdued the humans and Ferid decided to make a deal with them. You really should have seen his face when he saw that you were badly injured-hehe. But to be honest I was actually also a bit concerned about my little kitten.” (Y/n) looked at him dumbfounded. She sat in a big fluffy bed with red silk duvets that kept a well known smell that always included security.Suddenly it dawned on her. No it couldn’t be! “why the fuck am i lying in Ferids bed?!”, (y/n) shouted in shock. Crowley just grinned : “ Hahaha- you only noticed that now?! Our new beloved king thought that would be a good idea since you would be safe here and no one would come to disturb your healing process. Ohh by the way- you should be really a little bit careful (y/n) and eat something. Mi little kitten was faint for a long time!”- and with that he stood up, waved with his gloved hand and left her alone in Ferids noble room. (Y/n) looked around an found a white vampire uniform that laid on a chair next to the bed. It was clearly a uniform for her and she went to take it on. Why happend she to be always in such awkward situations? when she was fiddling with the ribbon of her coat, it knocked on the door. “Come in!”. A purple haired vampire stuck his head trough the door and smiled happily. “ i am really glad you are well (y/n). I really thought you are going to die on me.” (Y/n) grinned and hugged him tightly- “lacus, i don’t think i was that bad injured like you all claim i was.” She clung away from him and began again fiddling with the red ribbon of her uniform-failing. Lacus came standing behind her, took the ribbon from her hands to beginn binding it behind her neck, while she lifted her hair up. “ soo that would be finished- now you should really hurry and go to Ferid since he doesn’t really like to have him wait!” (Y/n) nod and Lacus escorted her to the throneroom where he knocked on the high wooden carved door, before he opended it and signaled (y/n) to go in. (Y/n) stood in a massive hall that shined in red,and golden colours. Before her sat Ferid in his new throne looking down on her with a penetrating look. “ ahh (y/n)- as i see your wounds all healed. That is good because i really like you to meet someone. You can thank me later for saving your life and for my endlessly goodness!” God, he was such a brat sometimes. (Y/n)gave him a questioning look: “as i can see you really settled into the role of the king very well. Now you’re more charming than ever! I am really greatful for your kindness, king ferid the great!”-(y/n) bowed mockingly and Ferid just rolled his eyes, “ save your jokes for later (y/n)”. Another knock on the door brought them back to reality. Rene came in with a small vampire in tow, that looked a little bit like crowley. “King Lest Karr, my majesty!”-Rene bowed and left. Ferid clapped his hands:“(y/n), let me introduce you King Lest Karr-the vampire king of the european vampires. His job is to evaluate and watch me, since i could plan bad things to subordinate the other vampire reigns. Not true, Lest karr?”

Lest Karr looked at ferid disgusted and nodded: “ i will see your every mistake and punish you mercyless if you even think about betrayal!”. Lest Karr turned to her and looked at her appraisingly: “ so, you are (y/n) (l/n). The last survivor of the (l/n) family who holds mighty power?! If they take advantage from you, i will slaughter every one of them. Your value is inconceivably high for us vampires!”-and with that he turned away and left both of you speechless in thethroneroom. Ferid started laughing out loud-“what a nice child he is! in the afternoon there is a meeting with the top people of the humans and I want you to show up there too. we will work out a plan to get the seraph of the end back!” (Y/n) sighed and nodded at his terrible plan, when Ferid suddenly approached her and slung his arms longingly around her. (Y/n) could feel his warm breath on her neck and a shiver ran down her spine. “If you are going to bite me i am totally willing to rip your arm out!” Ferid laughed fearfull at that thought and wispered in her ear: “ I am really glad you are okay. When you suddenly fainted on the battlefield i feared the worst.” He let go of her and walked out of the throne room, leaving her alone as if nothing ever happend.

The afternoon came fast and (y/n) was on her way to the meeting. She steppend in the controll room where Crowley and Ferid already waited for her. The humans had brought Shynia Hiragi, Guren Ichinose,who was possessed from his sword demon and Kureto Hiragi. Kureto looked at her pejorative and hissed: “well well, there she is. The traitor that now warms all of the vampire beds!” (Y/n) looked at him angrily and punched her fist into the table: “at least i didn't kill and slaughter my own race to seize world domination!”. Suddenly Ferid jumped up from his chair, grabbed Kureto by the neck, pierced his pointed claws in his neck so that it started to bleed and rammed him into the wall aggressively. but as soon as he grabbed kureto he released him, straightened his uniform and declared the meeting over: “ you can all go now- except crowley, i need to talk with him!” (Y/n) looked at him shocked but Ferid averted his gon from her and ignored he

At first she thought nothing of it, but his ignorance and distance continued for the rest of the day. (Y/n) felt terrible and left alone. it hurted a lot to be ignored by a close friend and treated like air. so she decided, in her unwillingness, to sleep in her own room today and get out of his way to give ferid the freedom he wanted so obviously. When she opened the door to her room, she was greeted by a bare cold room without much decoration and nonsense. a room in which she didn't really feel comfortable and was lonely. (Y/n) took off her uniform and a nightgown on. then, exhausted, she slipped into her cold bed and tried to fall asleep, which was obviously difficult for her without the security of ferids presence and fragrance. she fell into a restless dreamless sleep, but a little later she frantically woke up because she felt watched and uncomfortable. Ferid stood in her room, back faced to her, and looked outside the window, trough which light moonlight into the room fell. He noticed her waken form but didn’t turn around to face her: “(y/n), you know i would never hurt or use you I could never do something like that, you have become far too important to me. when i saw you die at the battlefield i thought my heart would be torn to pieces. I never thought that I would still perceive something like human feelings. I really didn't want to hurt your feelings. but when that scum of human said such nasty words about you, I just couldn't control myself anymore. I wanted to wipe out this miserable human being and I only really realized that I would do anything to weigh you in safety. nevertheless you took his words to heart and doubted my person.” his eyes were sad and his voice sounded like it was breaking away. (Y/n) had never seen him so hurt before. she always thought that vampires would not feel anything, just caring for themselves and their race and loathing people. she would never have imagined in her life that Ferid could feel that way for her. she suddenly felt very sad and all she wanted to do now was get up and hug Ferid. (Y/n) went to him, wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his back. ferid stiffened at first but then fell into her touch. He loved her touch and warmth. he always felt cold but her heat warmed his heart. (Y/n) hummed and sighed: “ dont be afraid! the only bed i am going to warm is yours, Ferid! you are the only vampire where i feel really safe and where i can let myself go. I didn't believe Kureto's words - and you know that too. Nothing gets me so easily upset. but since you ignored me and treated me like air, I thought you would need space and I wanted to give it to you.” Ferid turned to look at her deeply. he put his hand on her cheek and she leaned in to his touch. he ran his thumb over her lips and she saw a tear trickle down his face. she wiped away the single tear and put her arms around his neck. ferid smiled and before she knew it he kissed her softly on the lips. it was a sweet gentle kiss that soon became a demanding one that burned like passion on her lips. Ferid backed away and grinned: “ i love you too, (y/n)!” ferid picked her up and carried her bridal style to his room where he gently placed her in his bed. he took off his uniform and layed next to (y/n) under the blanket where he gently wrapped his arms around her and both fell into a sweet dream.

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-blackthorn

[patty-writes]

Can you do headcanons for Ferid turning his human s/o into a vampire?

Anonymous said:

Can you do a scenario for Ferid with a recently turned s/o? I love the way you write him.

Ferid:

First of all, Ferid wouldn’t consider just anyone as his significat other. The human who could gain this title must have been truly special for him, different and entertaining, capable of catching his mind and soul for a longer period of time. That being said, he would comprehend that sooner or later your life will pass and you will eventually die, leaving him as he was before ever looking in your direction. It’s not like he didn’t get used to it during centuries, but it surely isn’t pleasant for him—it’s rather annoying, of all things.

His acts may seem spontaneous but he will think it thoroughly before committing such an act. Ferid will calculate all advantages and disadvantages before making a final decision, asking himself various questions. Does he really want to spend an eternity with you or is it just fleeting attraction to your blood? Wouldn’t it be troublesome for him later? Will you be loyal and obedient to him even after becoming a vampire? Won’t this charm you managed to bribe him with fade into nothing when you’ll no longer be human? Will he still adore you with no life in your heart?

It’s important to notice that his doubts won’t get affected by the perspective of what do you want, actually. He won’t take ‘no’ for an answer because if you love him as much as you claim to, then you should want to spend the eternity with him, right? Your mind was stated the moment you decided to get involved.

The time when Ferid will start considering the choice will be quite dangerous for you. His contemplations may lead him to various scenarios, some bright, some dark and in the end he might simply consider that he won’t want to change you and will kill you, not wanting to dwell further into doubts. Farewells are a part of nature and he knows it better than many.

The other possibility is that he will want to change you. That way, he will straightforward tell you that he has made a decision and you may want to prepare for that by, for example, eating your favourite meal or going outside in the sun for the last time. Once again, he won’t accept refusal and in the end will do as he pleases. If you happen to be willing for a change, too, then he will be more than happy. Introducing a new vampire to the whole life once again is entertaining for him—especially since he can keep so many secrets and watch you learn on your own mistakes.

Ferid will have a lot of fun pushing you into not-so-safe activities to test your abilities. He will still keep an eye on you, however, not wanting you to get fatally injured but he will think that this way you will learn what to avoid faster than if he just told you everything. You will have to be prepared for everything because he won’t refrain from pranking you from time to time.

He will be surprisingly supportive when it comes to the natural overwhelming sadness which will, eventually, take upon you. The existential crisis is a part of vampires’ nature and some will take it better than the others. For sure Ferid won’t want you to lose to your own mind and will remind you that he’s there for you if you need to talk. Usually, he will just try to turn everything into a joke but he might tell you some fascinating story from his past to make you feel better and show you that it won’t last forever if you won’t let it.

Other than that, he will treat you more as a blank canvas. The purely white sheet of paper he can draw and write on, painting it with the colours he admires the most. Keeping your personality and what he liked about you will be important also, but there will be something tempting about shaping your vampire mind with his fingers.

He will be responsible for introducing you to the sweet taste of blood that he had, personally, chosen. You won’t be one of those foolish, vegetarian kinds who fed only on animals for this is below any decency in his opinion. Instead, you will drink the divine, human blood which will soon make you addicted to—whether you like it or not.

Ferid will want you to consider him your reason to live, your safe space, although it won’t work the other way around. Your paths may get apart after some time but he will want to be absolutely sure that you will come back to him, this millenia or next.

[nizawrites]

sweet little angel (short imagine)

summary: just ferid pleasuring his lover and loving her post-orgasm face.

pairing: ferid bathory x female reader

warning/s: nsfw, minors dni. use of angel as a petname, choking and slight breeding.

a/n: my brain said ferid sexy and therefore i give you all sexy ferid. excuse me for any grammatical mistakes and repetitive words!! hope you enjoy this aaaah

the sound of skin slapping, heavy grunts and soft moans filled ferid's room. the said man was currently seated on the end of his bed, hands supporting himself as he watched the girl on his lap bounce up and down as if she had a prize to win.

"My my my, aren't you eager to cum?" He asked the girl as he moved one of his gloved hands up the girl's body, stopping at her neck. "You're desperately trying to get off using my cock but it seems like riding isn't enough to get you to cum."

"p-please ferid! do something, please help me cum please—!" she was cut off by a light squeeze on her neck, she lightly gasped for air as the hand around her neck kept on tightening.

to outsiders, it would look like as if ferid was trying to choke her to death with the way she was squirming and gasping for air but to the both of them, y/n was receiving an indescribable amount of pleasure from ferid.

as much as she loved having her partner's cock buried deep in her, she liked the way his hands especially when gloved, touched her neck and held it in his hands. she was into choking and ferid was more than happy to oblige to her little desire.

"Such a pretty neck you have, angel." Ferid murmured as he tightened his fingers around the girl's neck. He let his tongue graze his own fangs as he watched the girl throw her head back in pleasure.

y/n could only moan and release certain profanities such as 'fuck' and 'shit' as ferid readjusted his position, his cock hitting that one spot the girl had always wanted him to hit.

"f-ferid!" she had called his name as he only hummed in response. he moved his free hand closer to his mouth, his teeth biting onto the white fabric of his gloves before yanking it off of his hand.

the girl's hands stopped gripping the man's clothed shoulder, she moved her hands to the back of ferid's neck, her fingers lightly touching the few loose strands of hair that was out of his ponytail. "f-ferid, wanna kiss you..." she mumbled softly, her eyes shutting as she stopped moving around.

ferid could only chuckle at the girl's request before removing his gloved hand and setting it at the girl's waist. he pulled her closer until their lips met, soft moans slipping out of the girls mouth and ferid happily returned them with loud grunts.

after what seemed like an eternity of making out, ferid pulled away, a string of saliva connecting them before he moved his head down to the girl's neck, peppering soft kisses.

"m so close ferid! s-so close!" y/n warned, her fingers started to grip the back of ferid's neck. ferid finally felt his release near as the girl's walls started to clench around his cock. he immediately moved both of his hands down to the girl's thighs before lifting her for a moment and standing up.

y/n's moans stopped, her climax that she had been feeling, stopping all of a sudden. "f-ferid?" she asked weakly as she looked down at her lover.

"one moment, dear." he said before flipping her over onto the bed, her back clashing with the soft mattress and ferid's cock sliding deeper into her walls, hitting that one spot again. "better right?" he asked lovingly as he moved one of his hands to the girl's chin, tilting it upward.

"yes! so much ferid! feels so good!" she squealed as he felt his cock hit all the right places she had wanted him to hit ever since they started their little session.

ferid chuckled before leaning down to her neck, pressing hungry yet gentle kisses. his fangs grazing the sweaty skin. "you close yet, angel?"

y/n could only nod furiously before letting a string of profanities leave her mouth once again. she moved her hands to the male's hair, fingers locking into the silky strands of hair. "ferid! i'm g-gonna! c-" she couldn't even finish her sentence before her walls started to clench again, this time harder, squeezing ferid's cock.

ferid let out a low grunt and a sort of amused laugh before he felt his cock get squeezed. he immediately took that as his sign to bite down onto the girl's neck, his fangs sinking in and piercing through the layer of skin, blood spilling into his mouth as y/n came.

the feeling was intense for y/n, her orgasm was good but it even felt better and heavenly when she felt the fangs of her beloved sink into her skin. she moaned loudly, surely to be heard by the other progenitors who were in the building. she moaned continously as she felt herself become filled with ferid's hot cum, a sign that meant she only belonged to ferid and ferid belonged to her.

as she recovered from her orgasm, she could hear the light slurping sounds as ferid finished drinking. he pulled away to be greeted by the most amazing sight ever, a disheveled y/n who in his opinion looked angelic. "feel good, angel?" he inquired as he sat up on his knees, rocking his hips so that his cum could fully coat the girl's walls and even leak out.

"mhm, thank you ferid." she said softly before staring at the man's red eyes, she truly was inlove with the man above her.

"you're always welcome, my sweet little angel." and with that being said, ferid leaned down once again to pepper soft yet sweet kisses onto his angel's beloved face.

[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.

[owarinoseraphimagines]

-Ferid would have been the one to turn you into a vampire in the first place, do to this your rank would be the same as Crowley’s presumed one. Meaning Ferid picked you out specifically to be his little toy. -You would be known as the same nickname the vampires have graced Ferid with, that being over eccentric vampire. Only now, there happens to be two such individuals running a muck. -The both of you love to watch others in pain, meaning you would join along in Ferid’s bloody games, kill others mercilessly, and suck others dry to the bone. -There wouldn’t be all too many intimate touches seeing as vampires don’t care for others as greatly humans do, but there certainty is much more intimacy in the crazed looks you give each other. This only makes the other vampires believe you two were made to be together in your own messed up ways. -When Ferid was burning away on a stake, he would trust you along with Crowley to do as he wishes. Especially seeing as you had a hand in planning these events with him. You both would trust the other greatly.

@sadisticfallenangel

[floareadeaur]

Hi! Could you please write some general fluff hcs about Ferid Bathory?

• Series: Owari no Seraph/ Seraph of the End

• Pairing: Ferid Bathory x female!reader

• Author's words:

Honestly, I thought about what I could write here and found myself unable to simply string together some "fluff" ideas about Ferid. Maybe it is because I am too used to writing prose, or I find this character way too deep?

The point is that Ferid suffered a lot from the lack of genuine love from his family, Rìgr, God, the world in general. That is why I felt the need to explain a little about his whole falling in love process.

It is a brief description, and perhaps chaotic.

But I think that the most "fluffy" thing about Ferid from a romantic perspective would be his openness towards the woman he loves, showing his real nature: meditative, maybe sober, with deep philosophies and always determined for the ideal. Offering that delicacy, fragility that he hid in an attempt to survive. For him to allow himself to be vulnerable in the face of this love.

That is what I have tried to present here. And from this point, obviously, a whole dynamic is born between him and the woman he falls in love with, the one he loves.And I think I will describe this dynamic further in other posts. Those will definitely contain more explicit "fluff headcanons".

Now, I think Ferid has a very sensitive layer in his soul and we have to take him slowly.

I am sorry if it is not what you expected it to be. I find myself in the position of being very particular when writing about Ferid. I feel like I can not fit him into something "general". Or is it the fact that I would write about him continuously?

Tell me, dear anon, what do you think and if you want to continue the philosophy on his fluffy behavior in a romantic relationship. I currently have so many ideas and scenarios about this. ( thousands of them )

Ask anything about this topic, what I wrote about. I will happily answer and philosophize about Ferid in general, or his way of falling in love, of loving.

That being said, feedback is really welcome and I wish anyone who finds this post a good day!

The world he loves

It is not easy for Ferid Bathory to fall in love. In fact, he never did. But this boy has found himself in the position of longing for genuine love since birth.

From his parents, from his brother, from his adoptive father.

Family love betrayed him. And the one for a good God collapsed under the realization of this non-existent good god.

In general, the world in which Ferid lives has not given him love. Always only criticism, reproach, forcing unfamiliar attitudes on Ferid.

Thus Ferid shut himself up, isolating his soul behind learned attitudes in order to survive.

There was no one who loved him for who he was, for that simple fact.

Therefore, it is reasonable to say that Ferid did not meet love, but only his objectification for a certain interest.

...Superficial, broken, miserable...

Maybe these words are not too harsh to describe the world.

And yet Ferid continues to analyze and observe this very world. And his observations are never biased or incorrect.

That is why he cannot deny or not see her genuine love.

When Ferid meets this woman, his senses are on high alert. He observes her, analyzes her.

This women's presence unsettles him.

And as Ferid Bathory realizes why she seeks his presence, his unease grows.

It is difficult for him to even look her in the eye.

It is difficult for him to look into such deep eyes that remind him of the sky.

Why is she reminding him of this?

Because her eyes are the second place where Ferid finds himself looking again in the hope of being loved.

Just as he once looked up to the sky and was not honored with any answer.

Maybe that is why he is like this in the beginning.

The same arrogant noble vampire, on whose face dances the same almost mocking smiles.

Maybe for this very reason, and maybe for he thus taught himself how to hide.

Maybe, that is also why, he welcomes her to his library, at first, with the same arrogant smile and smug attitude.

Because it is an unusual situation, for which Ferid does not have a prepared answer.

It is a situation that risks touching a deep and fragile part of him.

And she touches Ferid.

There are no detailed stories of his bitter past for her to come close due the mercy of these forgotten histories, for Ferid would be a victim in her eyes.

He still hides it and just observes her. It is hard for him to bring out that unwanted boy anyway.

But slowly, his arrogance disappears.

She notices deep in his small gestures, how with time, certain suspicions of hers are confirmed.

And she sees how, from the arrogant noble who welcomes her formally in a public library, letters written personally by this noble appear.

But in his elegant writing it is not just a formal exhortation, or deceptive games.

"Please come to this room."

The room is indicated to her. The girl goes at his directions.

And after months of seeing the mask, she discovers there the man she is actually felt all this time.

The one she fell in love with.

Ferid Bathory, sitting on the edge of a bed.

The surrounding room is simple now, devoid of all those crowded and heavy ornaments, which are repeated as if obsessively in everything that always surrounds him.

Ferid himself is simple: the white shirt, without frills, the classic black trousers, the knee-high boots in black leather.

That black velvet ribbon is missing, his silver hair is undone and loose, framing his now smileless face. The red ruby ​​earrings are also gone. Perhaps the passion symbolized by their cold stones is no longer necessary.

It is just the deep, meditative look of his red eyes. Beyond that cursed shade, as if unsuited to this man's features, a concentration is now felt.

Ferid Bathory is now focused on looking only at her.

His gaze stopped wandering contrary to his facade smiles. Now he is just focused on her, to the point where he is almost intimidating.

But she feels only that living, human warmth that shudders her body and heart to the core.

Ferid finally lets that warmth out, his living passion.

And then, when he rises to his feet and approaches her, his walk is no longer dancing as if, sparkling. The filthy pomposity that adorned him, that grandeur, dissipated, not being part of his real nature.

She can now observe the elegant yet sober walk and deep gaze of a noble soul.

From the way Ferid holds out his hand to her, in which his slight smile brightens his almost melancholic face, she can see the true refinement of this man.

A deeply worked refinement, accompanied by bitter suffering.

Perhaps precisely from the way this refinement was actually gained.

From that old, oppressive childhood, which Ferid has not forgotten and she does not know about.

But which, this woman who sincerely loves Ferid, suspects.

And she is happy that he is starting to show his sincere reality. Her warm hand reaches out and rests softly in his cold one. But the contact is not like between a living and a dead one.

Another thing she noticed.

Ferid is not a dead man wounded by vampirism. He is a living man wounded by the dead world.

From here, Ferid continues to welcome her like that.

Books read together, many books read in that intimate, simple room.

He is no longer afraid to look her in the eye. The man smiles lightly, serenely. Ferid is quiet. He knows that beyond those eyes there is love for the real him. That is why Ferid cherishes that look and every moment he can spend with her.

It is a situation he has never encountered before and it is difficult for him. But happiness comes and from that is born a warm tenderness, which Ferid finally has someone to give it to.

The world is putrid and unforgiving, however, as she tells him.

"I too am a part of the world"

Ferid tries to unravel this paradox, where a genuine love for someone like him is born out of a world that should not have such a thing.

His only logical response is that she is his world.

And Ferid decides that he must protect this world that looks lovingly back at him.

The only love that does not betray him.

[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.

[qtheronie]

Human Ferid Bathory x Fem reader

A/n: This is a fanfic about Ferid being a human who is extremely different from how he is now. So if anyone reads this and stops reading it because it’s cringe I apologize because that’s just how the story roles. Ferid in this is a sweetheart and incredibly quiet around other people. And he gets bullied for this, my inspiration for this imagine from a Tiktok (video will be at the end of story) and a few sentences will be lyrics from the song, This is home by Cavetown. I was also debating if I should post this cause honestly I hate how this turned out but yolo it. And credit to @i-freakin-quit for staying up with me for hours and helping me figure it out. The first paragraph is actually written by them~ this will most likely have grammatical mistakes cause y’know that’s just me ;)

Warnings: Bullying and violence

Ferid backed into the cramped stall, with his eyes tightly clenched. “Get a load of this monster,” they taunted, “Too weak to do anything for himself.” Ferid almost broke, but he was keeping himself together by a thread. Just a little longer, he thought, and this hell will be over. A sturdy cough quieted the boys as they whipped their heads to face their teacher.

“Mr. Wilson!” One of the boys stuttered

“What’s going on in here, boys?” The teacher asked, scanning the room and glancing at Ferid, then back at the group of boys.

“No-nothing, I swear! Right guys,” He said as he glanced at his friends and which they nodded. “See?’

“Nice try, son. Now, if you don’t get out of here i'll break your legs if not your neck. We’ll see what comes first.”

As little sound as he could try, Ferid cautiously sneaked past the group and exited the bathroom, and to his relief, he spotted his girlfriend on her phone leaning against the wall. She looked up from her phone and furrowed her brows when she saw her boyfriend with a pained expression, “Ferid, are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. We should go to the library and finish studying.” He spoke quietly and grabbed her wrist, tugging it gently towards him.

The girl looked up at him into the eyes and curled her lips as nodded, “Sure!”

Ferid lightly smiled and led her to the library. Her smile died soon after they got into the library. She knew something was up and was a little disappointed that he didn’t bother to tell her. But she wouldn’t push.

“Hey, ferid,” She spoke, “What happened in the bathroom?”

He remained silent and pushed the door to the library open. He let go of her wrist and let her walk in first before he did.

“Ferid?”

“Nothing happened (Name).” He said as he walked past her. The girl quickly followed his steps and watched him pull out a chair. “Sit,” he said as he gestured to her the chair.

She nodded and sat in the chair. He soon pulled out a chair for himself. She reached over the table and grabbed his hand. She brushed her thumbs repeatedly over his knuckles before placing a kiss over them. “You know I’m here for you, Ferid,” she told him, “I know something happened in the bathroom, you don’t have to tell me, but, please. Oh goodness, please, tell me if something or someone is bothering you.”

“No one is bothering me (Name). Stop asking about it.”

“But, Ferid, I know that face!”

“I told you already, nothing happened!”

“Ferid-”

“Shut up! I told you nothing happened, let it go, will you!”

This caused the girl to glance at the floor, her hand loosing around his but still holding it. She closed her eyes and sighed, “I’m going to go get a drink, okay.” She said and looked back up and gave him a weak smile.

“(Name), I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you like that!”

“It’s okay” She rubbed her thumb over his knuckles once more, “I’ll be right back, okay?” She said before walking off.

Ferid watches her push the door to the library open and walk out, watching them close swiftly behind her. He sighs as he brings his head back to the table, he pulls out his phone and headphones. He plugs his headphones into his phone and puts them into his ear and presses play. He sank back into his chair and rested his eyes as he calmed himself by his music. He then felt his chair being tipped over and crashing against the floor. He slowly lifted his lids out of annoyance and glared at the boy who pulled him back.

“We’re finishing what we started in the bathroom.” The boy spoke. His brows furrowed as Ferid laid their showing no hint of emotion. The boy growled and kicked the side of his head, “Hey! Are you listening to me?” But Ferid stayed the same and the boy grew angry. He lifted up the white haired boy and shoved him into his friend’s grasp. Two of them wrapped their arms around ferid’s arms keeping him and place. One of the boys shoved his fist into Ferids stomach while the other shoved it into his face. It wasn’t long before a crowd began to form.

“What a monster... He isn’t even flinching.” someone mumbled as they watch ferid get punched in the face making blood trickle down his nose.

“Get a load of this monster.” One of the boys laughed before getting pushed off of Ferid,

(Name) grabbed onto Ferids wrist and pulled him into her. Not caring that if her clothes get bloodied. She pressed a hand against his head and slowly caressed his hair. “He doesn’t know how to communicate.” She yelled, shocking everyone, “His mind is in a different place! Will everyone please give him a little bit of space!”

She heard someone chuckle before stepping out of the crowd. “(Name), why are you protecting this loser?”

The girl locked eyes onto the speaker, and never in her life has she wanted to punch someone. If she wasn’t with Ferid right now she would’ve attacked her the person by now.

She took a deep breath and slightly tightened her grip on her boyfriend, “Don’t call him that, (Ex Name).”

“Why not, it’s just the truth. After all he's a loser and you sticking up for him makes you one with him.”

Ferids brows furrowed as his grip around her tightened. He was about to pull back but (Name) was quick to keep him in her grip, “That's okay,” she smiled as she looked at her boyfriend, “I’d rather be a loser then someone who’s an Oik.”

This seemed to light a fire in the man as he heard people snicker; he clenched his fist in pure anger and glared at her. The man opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out.

(Name) pulled back from Ferid and placed both hands on his face and tilted his head up scanning his face. She took her thumb and brushed away the blood from his nose “We’re leaving.” She spoke as she flicked her eyes to the crowd, “and if I see anyone messing with my boyfriend. We will have problems.”

“Boyfriend?” One of the girls in the group whispered. But (Name) ignored all of their words and grabbed onto Ferids wrist and dragged him out of the school building.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She spoke as she went to go sit down on a rock.

“I didn’t want to worry you”

(Name) looked at him with widened eyes. She reached over and grabbed onto his hands and pulled him to her. “I’m always going to worry about you! You’re my boyfriend, the love of my life! I’ll worry about the smallest things about you and that’s a fact! Please, Ferid. Tell me when these boys are bothering you. You know I can deal with it!”

Ferid looked down at her hands as he let a tear slip down his face. “I’m sorry, (name). I thought I could’ve hidden it from because I don’t want you to have more things to worry about.”

The girl removed her hands from his and placed them on his cheeks, “Look at me, Ferid.” And he did, “You are my number one, you will always come first. If I have other concerns they’ll be pushed behind and you’ll be my main objective! I don’t care if I’m bleeding out, I will always make sure you’re okay.”

Ferid nodded and sank into her arms and buried his head into the crook of her neck. “I love you, I love you so much (Name).”

The girl smiled and embraced his warmth before pulling him back and kissing him, “I love you more than anything.” She mumbled, breaking the kiss. Ferid smiled at her as he placed his hand on her cheek and brought her head towards him then pressing his lips against hers. And he now knew that nothing can break their love.

[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.