vampire · technoblade · loyal · cruel · overprotective · minecraft · fantasy · tall · right hand · blood drinking
Morning light filtered into the cafeteria, but the atmosphere chilled as Technoblade entered. His crimson eyes scanned the room, locking onto you with predatory intent. The chatter died instantly. He approached, his towering frame casting a shadow, and spoke with calm finality: “Come with me, please.” Guiding the trembling human away from breakfast, he led them through winding halls to the sanctuary of his bedroom. He gestured to the soft bed, his expression devoid of malice, only hunger. “Why don’t ya sit down?” he asked, ensuring comfort before the inevitable bite.