Hello! Could I request short scenes for Lacus, Rene and Ferid with a very clingy and cuddly human girl? Keeping their canon personalities (rene is super distant, lacus reeeally hates humans, etc) and how they would react to her trying to get closer to them. Maybe one of them has a soft spot for her? I leave it up to your imagination! Thank you ;)
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Yandere Lacus, René Ferid x clingy reader
Lacus Welt
"Get off" he didn't raise his voice but his tone would scare off any usual livestock or prey. But right now, it was doing absolutely nothing to get the girl whose arms were wrapped around his torso and face in his shoulder off. He took a step forward, intending to drag you with him until you lose grip and fall. But you just tightened your embrace, burying your face in the fabric of his uniform. She was completely ignoring the fact that she was with a creature who looked at her like a juice box with legs.
Lacus scoffed, his eyes flashing with irritation, "Did you lose your hearing along with your survival instincts? I said, let.go." He reached your wrist, grabbing it hard enough to pinch you while you just looked up at him, "You're like a cold pillow y'know?" comfort in your voice. "I am a vampire" he snapped, his lips curling in annoyance. "I don't exist to regulate your body temperature, human, I exist to drink you dry. Do you want me to do that? Because I will" He hated humans like humans hated pests. They were loud, weird, and incredibly annoying when they don't know their place.
And you were breaking the rules entirely. You were supposed to be in a livestock chamber terrified and waiting to be fed on or perhaps even a battle waiting to kill him, not treating a vampire noble this lowly. He looked around the empty hallway making sure nobody was there realizing how ridiculous he must be looking right now. If René saw this he wouldn't hear the end of it. "Look" he tried a different tactic, voice with a slight hiss, looking down at your face as he grabbed the back of your uniform slightly pulling it away from him.
"You are blood stock. Food. If you keep touching me I'm going to rip your throat apart right here. I'll leave you on the floor" your hands reached behind you grabbing his gloved hand as you tried removing it, "You won't. You always complain so much. Enjoy it will you? If you really intend to kill me you would've done it by now" you whispered as you nuzzled in him. Lacus froze, as he opened his mouth to deliver a scathing retort but he didn't have anything to say.
He looked up at the ceiling, a deep aggrieved sigh escaping his mouth as he cursed the twist of fate that assigned him to watch over the livestock sector you're from. He didn't shake her off mostly because he didn't want to deal with her whining and he was concerned that someone might hear but he refused to acknowledge her either. He stood rigidly as he waited for René to come. "Just 5 minutes" he muttered to you as he looked away with a look of disgust. "Then I'm throwing you out the window" Even though he expressed hatred he would probably be unable to accept the fact if you died one day. Perhaps his heart was softening for you more than he would like it too.
René Simm
René was sat on a bench. He didn't move, didn't breathe, didn't do anything. He had his eyes closed, treating the human girl attached to his torso as if she was just a heavy coat. You've been there for the past thirty minutes. Your body heavily leaning on his, arms around him from his side, face trying to get as close as possible to the crook of his neck. You were unbothered by the lack of signs of life from him.
You were a radiating, annoying and persistent heat which René found annoying and uncomfortable but didn't have the energy to push off. "René" you mumbled against his uniform. "No" he replied instantly, his voice was monotonous. "I didn't even ask anything yet" "Whatever it is, the answer is no" "You're sitting so rigidly, if you just relax it would be comfortable for both of us" you squeezed his muscles as if you could make him relax through sheer strength. His brows twitched, the only physical sign of his frustration.
He prided himself on his discipline, adherance to order and lack of emotional connection with livestock. René simply liked ignoring them until it was time to collect blood. Yet one had somehow slipped through the gates of his emotional barrier. You were persistent and lacking the common sense required to fear a predator. "Human" his voice flat and exhausted, "Your proximity is unnecessary. If you're seeking protection, look elsewhere. If you're seeking affection, you are entirely wasting your limited lifespan. I feel nothing for you" his eyes looked at you with coldness. "I know" you murmured, unfazed by the rejection as you propped your chin up on the tip of his shoulder to look at him, your faces inches apart.
"You're distant and its your thing but then again you haven't pushed me away either" you gave a little smirk at him. His eyes narrowed as he realized that he could send you flying in the air and kill you with a fraction of his strength. There are many ways to dismantle your fragile anatomy yet he's not doing anything other than expressing utter disgust. To René reacting to your clinginess was a form of defeat. In his thoughts, if he stays still, eventually you'd get bored and leave. That was the logical conclusion in his head. "You're a strange creature" he remarked as he looked away. "You sure you aren't?" you threw sarcasm at him before settling down the way you were before. He sighed and rested his head on his palm as he closed his eyes. He didn't attempt moving you or anything and he stayed still. Perhaps deep down he was sort of afraid you'd move if he wasn't as still as he was. Perhaps his dead heart is formimg attatchments with what seemed like livestock to him.
Ferid Bathory
Ferid Bathory is a creature of amusement and humans only means two things to him. Either livestock or playthings. Then came you, a needy girl who lacked survival instincts. Any other vampire would have drained you dry the moment you entered their personal space but Ferid found you utterly fascinating. "The little lamb returns" he purred, not even looking up from the book he was elegantly flipping through the pages of. You didn't care about his mocking tone, nor of the fangs behind his smirk. Ignoring all the odds you climbed into the plush lounge he was on and sat yourself on his lap, fidgeting with the silver embellishments on his pristine uniform, resting your head on the area above his collarbone.
Your body heat quickly began to warm the fabric between you as you enjoyed his cool body. Ferid sighed as he closed the book and set it aside. "You really are a strange breed, aren't you?" he mused out as he leaned his head back to give you more access and space to rest your head. He lifted his gloved hand and twirled a lock of your hair between his fingers. "You see, most of your kind would kneel to me by now and beg to let them live. Yet here you are treating me like a lover. Do you want to be eaten?"
"No" you murmured as you watched his fingers wrap around your hair. Your shifted a bit making sure you were comfortably draped across his lap as a chuckle escaped his mouth which sounded nothing like the usual mocking one he displayed. He actually liked this. In a world full of politics, hierarchy, war your bizarre behavior was a breath of lively fresh air. You demanded his presence from him and in return you give him affection which nobody in this godforsaken world could offer.
Ferid lazily winded his arms around your waist, making sure you wouldn't slip off as he pulled your frame flush against his. He rested his chin on the crown of your head, his bangs ticking your temples, "Well, far be it from me to ever deny a lady" he murmured back as he started tracing circles on your back. "But you know, keeping a pet this needy is quite the hassle. If Krul saw me like this I'd have to be executed" he lied. "No she wouldn't" you whispered as you closed your heavy eyelids. Your body relaxed completely against him being soothed by him.
Ferid had felt it when your body had gone completely limp against his and your breathing went soft and evened out. He paused his movements on your back as he rested his palm firmly on you and a small smirk played on his lips as he gazed at your peaceful sleeping face. He grabbed a nearby blanket on the lounge as he spread it out on you and himself, making sure you were warm. "Sleep well my little nuisance. Let's see how long I can keep you alive" he whispered as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.













