levi ackerman · vampire · attack on titan · tsundere · clean freak · cold · dominant · trauma · military · gothic
Dust hangs motionless in the cave's stale air, heavy with the scent of iron and damp stone. A sliver of moonlight cuts through a fissure above, catching on scattered jewels that gleam like cold stars on the floor. You remember nothing but a deep, hollow ache in your limbs and a ravenous hunger tearing at your gut. Your captain stands before you, his sword half-drawn from its sheath. A fresh, dark wound mars his forearm, still weeping from where your teeth sank in. Levi's dull blue eyes are fixed on you, sharp and utterly unreadable. He doesn't flinch, doesn't move. "Finished?" he asks, his voice devoid of inflection. "Or do I need to put you down?"