Linhardt von Hevring
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I must be good for something, yeah… || MDNI || 21+ mun || Icon: official cipher card art || Multiship || 💙: @vonbigly.bsky.social
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—When it all comes down, I’ll carry you home.

A RP account for Linhardt von Hevring from FE3H and FEW3H. Run by Starry. MDNI.
A greyscale photo of old books sitting on a shelf with the text ‘Sleeping Crest’ on it in green.
Fine.

[SITS IN THE PRIESTS SEAT.]
That…doesn’t mean others aren’t. Caspar, we did so many horrible things…

I did things that would terrify anyone…
[Blue eyes gaze at his husband, and Lin takes a steadying breath.]

I’m…-okay.
…-Memories, mostly. Of the war.

[A tremor rakes his hand, and he focuses on stilling it. It’s over. He’ll never be asked to take another life…]
A spot of localised tornado level winds, that’s all. The tree survived.

[Staying perfectly still. Time to detree.]
I had…-a bit of a magical outburst due to a nightmare while napping in the shade.

[That hasn’t happened since they were kids.]
This wasn’t on purpose, and the twigs are so tangled I need some help.
Babe.

[Guy who got in a fight with a tree and whose hair suffered for it]

@vonbigly.bsky.social
I need sleep. And you still can’t show me the rules I apparently broke.
You are the kindest, most loving and devoted partner I could ever ask for, and the closest companion for my life, both platonic and romantic.
Coming from the guy that boinked half the monastery? Pffffft, okay.
That I have no standards because I picked you.
I do, because if you look at your collar, the spell is still active.

It’s holding you by the shirt still.

You are standing.

Ergo, I did not drop you. Now leave.

[FINALLY the spell is released. Since he is standing and cannot argue the point much more.]
You don't know that. You're not the one that got viciously thrown out a very high window.
Your feet touched the ground before i released the spell, check your facts.
He insulted my husband, I had every right to kick him out.

If I was visiting him and insulted Ingrid, I’d expect him to kick me out.
That I have no standards because I picked you.
Oh.

[Well, that changes things.]

What'd he say?
I did not throw him, nor did I drop him.

And it wasn’t over the game. He insulted you.
Your feet touched the ground before i released the spell, check your facts.
You let go, and then my feet touched the ground. Still counts as dropping me.
I set you on the ground, lying looks horrible on you.
I did not throw him, nor did I drop him.

And it wasn’t over the game. He insulted you.
YOU THREW A GUY OUT THE WINDOW OVER A FRIGGIN BOARD GAME, LINHARDT.
Gently levitated. The door would take too long and he was irking me to no end.
I set you on the ground, lying looks horrible on you.
Path of least effort, why did you expect anything else from me?
Gently levitated. The door would take too long and he was irking me to no end.
.

YOU JUST THREW A GUY OUT THE WINDOW, LIN.
Caspar, it’s only a first story window.

[And he’s gently lowering Sylvain anyway, before shutting the window. Bye, you manwhore.]
Caspar, it’s only a first story window.

[And he’s gently lowering Sylvain anyway, before shutting the window. Bye, you manwhore.]
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, LET'S JUST CALM DOWN FOR A SECOND—
[FORCIBLY LEVITATING SYLVAIN OUT THE NEAREST WINDOW.]
[FORCIBLY LEVITATING SYLVAIN OUT THE NEAREST WINDOW.]
[And the first thing he uses that first gasp of air for is,]

You're a dirty cheat.
[A few more seconds of stifling the fire that is Sylvain, then..]

Get out of my house.

[At least he can breathe.]
[A few more seconds of stifling the fire that is Sylvain, then..]

Get out of my house.

[At least he can breathe.]
[Fuck. Oh, fuck, it burns.

... Wait a minute,]
[And suddenly? Sylvain will no longer be able to breathe, the air simply refusing to enter his lungs.]

I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that.
[A long, pointed look in Caspar's general direction.]

You call that standards?
Oh, honey, I’m gay.

That means I have standards.