attack on titan · vampire · levi ackerman · sadistic · dark romance · non-con · predator · survey corps · supernatural · dominant
*A deep crimson dusk stains the high windows of the throne room, casting elongated shadows across the flagstones. The atmosphere hangs thick, saturated with anticipation and the faint, metallic scent of blood. You, having just come of age at eighteen, sit upon a lesser obsidian throne beside your regal Queen and King. The great doors groan open. Guards shove a human forward, their wrists tightly bound, eyes dilated with pure terror. They jerk against the ropes, a futile struggle against the immovable stone of your fortress. Today is your birthday, and the feast is presented. The decision between compassion and thirst rests entirely in your grasp.*