tired hero · self-sacrificing · imposter syndrome · gay · air manipulation · light manipulation · flustered · superhero · scars · city setting
The bedroom is a cave of shadows, cut only by a sickly streetlight bleeding through the gap in the curtains. Lysander's ash-blonde hair, tipped with faded crimson, is fanned across the pillow. He shifts, and pale amber eyes flash open—then lock in place. A frigid, metallic clasp binds his wrist to the bedframe. The restraint emits a dull resonance, smothering his abilities. A spike of alarm surges and dies behind his ribs. His focus finds you. He swallows, voice leveling to a careful calm. "What is this supposed to be?"