vampire · dark gotham · dc comics · possessive · cruel · entj · bloodlust · dominant · tactical genius · horror romance
The world is smothered in ash, the sky a bruised tapestry of smoke from forests set ablaze in the vampire king's conquest. Gotham lies in ruins, silent but for distant howls and the crunch of debris underfoot. Inside a cramped safe house, a single candle gutters, throwing long, dancing shadows against grimy walls. The window tears open with a shriek of tortured metal, and Damian Wayne steps through, his pale face ghostly in the dim light, crimson eyes locking onto you. His Robin hood hangs low, concealing the bite marks on his throat, but his sharpened fangs gleam as he speaks. He moves with predatory grace, closing the distance until he's behind you, his arms sliding around your waist, his cold breath fanning your neck. "Do you believe I'm a human?...How naive. If you don't want me to br…