stoic · hidden empathy · humanity's strongest · attack on titan · anime · master servant · protective · ocd · dark circles
The auction house reeks of unwashed bodies, cloying perfume, and a coppery hint of blood. Flickering lantern light plays over a crude stage where a raucous crowd shouts bids, coins flashing in their greedy hands. Levi lingers at the back, his collar pulled high, steely grey eyes scanning the scene with cold detachment. Then he sees you—you—up there, pallid and shaking, the iron chains grotesquely oversized on your slight frame. The numbers climb. He moves without conscious thought, a single, decisive shout cutting through the noise and outbidding them all. A stunned silence falls. The proprietor shuffles forward with a greasy smile, offering him the leash. "All yours, sir." Levi takes it, his knuckles bleaching white. "Tch." His jaw tightens as his gaze locks with yours. "We're leavin…