褒め言葉 | 𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
↳（ yandere ferid bathory x fem! reader ）
↳（ yandere crowley eusford x fem! reader ）
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a girl suddenly finds herself trapped in an alternate universe where she has to bend to the whims...
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「 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑾𝑬𝑵𝑻𝒀 」 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍
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"What is your human doing here, Ferid?" Krul questioned with absolute abhorrence reflected within her cruel, ruby gaze. "This is a meeting between us two, therefore your little pet has no clearance to be here. I suggest you remove it from the vicinity before I slice off its head and feed it to the Horsemen."
"How sadistic, Krul," Ferid chuckled with a wicked grin. "That sounds positively delightful."
(Y/N) trembled where she stood.
Currently, she stood next to Ferid with her collar on, the end of the chain being held loosely from his fingertips as if he knew she wouldn't dare run. He had brought her to Krul's much larger and much more elaborate mansion than a progenitor's own, one she had recognized as she had already been there once before. Unfortunately, as she could tell, neither now nor then would be a pleasant visit.
"I can gladly take the human off your hands," a third voice chimed in, (Y/N) turning to spot Crowley and his two aides walking down the hall.
She balked at their presence.
Oh, hell no!
"Crowley... you've returned," Krul lifted her chin in recognition of his arrival. "Along with your helpers, as well. I trust that the mission was completed with no errors?"
"As always," Crowley smiled.
She seemed pleased with his response.
Ferid smiled smugly at Crowley as he always did, but all the same, there was something off.
"Whatever could you want with my human, Crowley?" Ferid chuckled, the white of his fangs glinting in the light whilst his frigid red gaze clashed with Crowley's own. "I brought it here because it would miss me too much, wouldn't you?" He glanced down at (Y/N) with a hum before continuing again, "Besides, my pet won't interfere with our meeting, Krullie. It won't be anywhere but my side, meaning how could it encroach?"
"I suggest you listen to me, Ferid," Krul stared down at him with a cold expression. "Now."
Ferid's smile tightened.
Slowly, ever so slowly, (Y/N) tugged lightly at the hem of Ferid's sleeve, waiting until he was looking down at her before speaking in a soft voice so only he could hear, "I'll be okay... master."
His brow twitched at her words.
He was one who always liked to push people as far as they could go just for the fun of it, especially Krul, but even he knew not to push too far. And right then, Krul looked ready to kill both him and (Y/N) with just a flick of her finger, her expression frigid and devoid of any warmth. Then again, such a fact made sense since she didn't do much to hide her animosity for him. Reluctantly, Ferid handed over (Y/N)'s chain to Crowley who seemed far too eager to grab a hold of it.
"Try not to kill it, hm?" Ferid announced lightly as he placed a hand on Crowley's shoulder, his tight grip making it clear he was making a command, not a suggestion. "I'm quite attached to things that are mine, wouldn't you know?"
"I won't hurt it," Crowley simpered as he shrugged Ferid's hand off. "Not in the least."
He was being truthful.
He wouldn't hurt (Y/N).
All he wanted to do was speak with her because he was curious about her.
To him, humans were nothing but a food source, and sometimes, a hindrance that had to be eliminated. Therefore, Ferid's unusual means of entertainment has always puzzled him, yet he was never so curious as to figure it out. That is, until now—when seeing (Y/N), a human whose blood was slowly shifting from disgusting to something else, a human whose presence was unreachable, it sparked a different kind of fascination with him. Especially since even Ferid was becoming strangely fixated on a human whom, originally, he would've become bored with quite quickly.
It was an intriguing shift.
(Y/N) glanced between Ferid and Crowley, noticing the abnormal aura around them that crackled with unbridled tension.
She shifted uncomfortably.
What are they even thinking?
Seriously... I just want to go home.
"Enough of this foolishness," Krul sighed with a wave of her hand as she stood up, descending down the raised dias from her throne so she could approach the small group. "Ferid. It's time. Crowley, you, your aides, and that human better disappear from my sights before I kill it."
"As you wish, Queen Krul," Crowley flashed her a smile as he gestured for Chess and Horn to follow him before turning to leave, yanking (Y/N)'s chain when he did so, so she too would follow.
(Y/N) glanced back at Ferid.
He stood still, watching her.
His smile was gone, and his gaze was intense, his eyes glimmering with an unusual sheen.
It was gone as quick as it came.
Turning back around to allow her eyes to travel up Crowley's back to the back of his head, she couldn't help but wonder what he would do with her. While she was glad to be rid of Ferid's presence, especially after the previous evening where he offered to sleep with her to draw out the sweetness of her blood, she knew that being with Crowley wouldn't be much better. After all, just as much as Ferid, (Y/N) knew that Crowley was a bloodthirsty and uncaring vampire who didn't hesitate to kill if it benefitted him.
Just the thought made her shiver.
Finally, once they had exited the great halls of Krul's mansion and were back out on the streets of Sanguinem, Crowley turned towards (Y/N) with a calm, relaxed smile, as if he had no problems. It was the smile of someone who couldn't care less about her situation, or her life.
It was the smile of a monster.
"You don't look afraid," Crowley mused with a finger to his chin, stooping so that his face was mere inches away from her own. "I thought you'd be crying by now. Well, after what I witnessed at Ferid's mansion, I'm not too surprised that you don't really react much." Straightening, glancing at Chess and Horn before settling his gaze back onto (Y/N), he thought out loud, "I wonder... is it your resilience that entices Ferid? Or... is it something else?"
(Y/N) didn't answer him, staring into his eyes with a type of grit that made him smile.
