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donoteattheweedsThe war has ended. Dimitri's claim to the throne of Faerghus-- and the new territories won by conquest-- is secure, and he has stalwart allies who will work tirelessly to keep him there. Progress has been made on many fronts, including the sovereignty of Duscur, despite the pushback from the old guard of Faerghus. While there are many who support His Majesty's new policies, there are an equal number who vocally oppose his deviation from tradition.
It is truly unfortunate that rumors of Sylvain's... dishonor should come to light in these delicate times.
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It is truly unfortunate that rumors of Sylvain's... dishonor should come to light in these delicate times.
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Vampire AU Shenanigans
Nov. 30th, 2019 02:14 amruinedskyNo you don't get a better toplevel than this it's 2 am, I've lost control of my life, and I have no html skills.
Ready, set, go !
A few changes
Oct. 9th, 2019 07:50 pmsleepyscholarSometimes Linhardt just needs a break from his typical research and schoolwork. His mind wanders as he explores the many titles in the library, and eventually he picks up a book or other that catches his attention.
Today? Something about body altering magic.
Curious, he picks the book up and scans through the chapters. This is... intriguing, to say the least. Complicated, but with some practice he could probably make it work. So back to his room that book goes.
It's a couple weeks later that Linhardt is able to succeed with his desired spell.
The next step? Surprise Sylvain with the results.
He lets himself into his lover's room, closing the door carefully behind himself. After that, he strips out of the majority of his clothing, leaving only his long shirt on when he's finished. This definitely feels weird, there's no denying it. The breasts are small and mostly unobtrusive, but swapping his dick for a cunt? Well, he definitely needs to do some investigating.
And who better to help out than Sylvain?
While he waits for the redhead to return to his dorm, Linhardt flops down on the bed, lying on his belly. The shirt is long enough to cover his ass, but not by much. Lying how he is, it may not be immediately obvious what's happened. Not until he speaks with a higher pitched voice, shows more of his face, or turns over...
Today? Something about body altering magic.
Curious, he picks the book up and scans through the chapters. This is... intriguing, to say the least. Complicated, but with some practice he could probably make it work. So back to his room that book goes.
It's a couple weeks later that Linhardt is able to succeed with his desired spell.
The next step? Surprise Sylvain with the results.
He lets himself into his lover's room, closing the door carefully behind himself. After that, he strips out of the majority of his clothing, leaving only his long shirt on when he's finished. This definitely feels weird, there's no denying it. The breasts are small and mostly unobtrusive, but swapping his dick for a cunt? Well, he definitely needs to do some investigating.
And who better to help out than Sylvain?
While he waits for the redhead to return to his dorm, Linhardt flops down on the bed, lying on his belly. The shirt is long enough to cover his ass, but not by much. Lying how he is, it may not be immediately obvious what's happened. Not until he speaks with a higher pitched voice, shows more of his face, or turns over...
Time to Spy
Oct. 6th, 2019 04:52 pmsleepyscholarLinhardt was less than pleased when he found out Edelgard was planning on using him as a spy against the Kingdom. That was nothing compared to how he felt when he learned he would have to pretend to be a maid at the palace the entire time.
He wasn't trained as a spy, and he had never acted as a woman before.
Unfortunately, despite his objections, the Emperor was adamant that he had to be the one to take on this task.
He spent some time learning about spying techniques, how best to ask questions and listen in on gossip without drawing attention to himself. The rest of his time was learning how to behave, dress and make himself up as a typical woman in the Kingdom. This, they assured him, would make him much less suspicious.
Linhardt suspected, as he finished getting into his dress, that he was ultimately chosen because Edelgard simply trusted him more than any of her real spies. And maybe, by forcing him to act as a woman, he would be on his toes at all times.
By the time he arrived at the palace in Fhirdiad, Linhardt was feeling the slightest bit more confident. He had a contact inside that helped him get his job as a maid, cleaning rooms of the most important people there... including King Dimitri's. He would also help out at festivities, serving drinks and cleaning up.
That was where he was now, balancing a serving tray of wine flutes and trying not to trip over his dress as he approached various lords and military generals, offering them their drinks. Linhardt tried to remember everything he'd learned as he went from group to group, listening for important details about Faerghus' military intentions. If someone addressed him he spoke softly, trying to keep his voice as female as possible.
He was just going to go refill his tray when he looked to the side, thinking someone called out to him, only to accidentally bump into another person when he took another step forward.
Linhardt caught sight of a head of red hair and a handsome face before he lowered his gaze and offered a half curtsy.
"My apologies. I should have been watching my step."
He wasn't trained as a spy, and he had never acted as a woman before.
Unfortunately, despite his objections, the Emperor was adamant that he had to be the one to take on this task.
He spent some time learning about spying techniques, how best to ask questions and listen in on gossip without drawing attention to himself. The rest of his time was learning how to behave, dress and make himself up as a typical woman in the Kingdom. This, they assured him, would make him much less suspicious.
Linhardt suspected, as he finished getting into his dress, that he was ultimately chosen because Edelgard simply trusted him more than any of her real spies. And maybe, by forcing him to act as a woman, he would be on his toes at all times.
By the time he arrived at the palace in Fhirdiad, Linhardt was feeling the slightest bit more confident. He had a contact inside that helped him get his job as a maid, cleaning rooms of the most important people there... including King Dimitri's. He would also help out at festivities, serving drinks and cleaning up.
That was where he was now, balancing a serving tray of wine flutes and trying not to trip over his dress as he approached various lords and military generals, offering them their drinks. Linhardt tried to remember everything he'd learned as he went from group to group, listening for important details about Faerghus' military intentions. If someone addressed him he spoke softly, trying to keep his voice as female as possible.
He was just going to go refill his tray when he looked to the side, thinking someone called out to him, only to accidentally bump into another person when he took another step forward.
Linhardt caught sight of a head of red hair and a handsome face before he lowered his gaze and offered a half curtsy.
"My apologies. I should have been watching my step."
Where are those crest babies?
Sep. 27th, 2019 06:46 pmsleepyscholarLinhardt has never been the sort to enjoy fancy banquets and balls hosted and populated by nobles. Certainly he has attended them before, considering the status of his own family, but he thought he would be free of this sort of thing during his time studying in Faerghus.
Apparently he underestimated his host's love of parties.
He's been staying at the Gautier estate as a guest during his studies. Naturally, he's invited to any events held there as a result.
Tonight is a fancy affair, most likely to celebrate the homecoming of their son, Sylvain, from his own studies. That's what Linhardt assumes, however... until he sees the amount of women being introduced to the poor guy throughout the evening. Yes, he seems to be handling it all very well, but there comes a point where the redhead's charm, which drew Linhardt's attention in the first place, seems to be wearing thin.
So, after thinking it over a bit, he decides to approach Sylvain and tap him on the shoulder. Maybe he can save him from all of the (apparently) unwanted attention for a bit.
"Excuse me. Do you have a moment?"
Apparently he underestimated his host's love of parties.
He's been staying at the Gautier estate as a guest during his studies. Naturally, he's invited to any events held there as a result.
Tonight is a fancy affair, most likely to celebrate the homecoming of their son, Sylvain, from his own studies. That's what Linhardt assumes, however... until he sees the amount of women being introduced to the poor guy throughout the evening. Yes, he seems to be handling it all very well, but there comes a point where the redhead's charm, which drew Linhardt's attention in the first place, seems to be wearing thin.
So, after thinking it over a bit, he decides to approach Sylvain and tap him on the shoulder. Maybe he can save him from all of the (apparently) unwanted attention for a bit.
"Excuse me. Do you have a moment?"
