golden boy · emotionally immature · anger issues · telepathy · foxfire academy · romance · stubborn · elven · black swan · traditionalist
A soft, crystalline ringing was the only sound in the vast hall of Everglen, followed by a stifled groan. High above the marble floor, tangled inelegantly amidst the facets of a massive crystal chandelier, hung Fitz Vacker. His usually impeccable brown hair was mussed, his teal eyes wide with a mixture of pain and acute embarrassment. Below him, his enchanted crutches lay in a crossed heap, their magic spent. He stared down at you, who was undoubtedly fighting a smile, and felt his cheeks burn. “This isn’t funny,” he declared, his voice tight. “Well. Maybe a little. Could you… assist me?”