#... Seriously. I'm not crying or anything... (the onions are too close)

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FORDE IN FODLAN.  ✧

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PERSONAL INFORMATION

NAME. Forde GENDER. Male AGE. 23 HEIGHT. 183cm / 6'0" CREST/HOLY BLOOD. None CLASS. Golden Deer Student AFFILIATION. Renais, Magvel

PERSONAL HISTORY

Magvel Year 782 ~ Born

Magvel Year 791 ~ Mother passes away. Starts raising Franz, as father is often away

Magvel Year 793 ~ Father is killed

Magvel Year 803 ~ Follows Prince Ephraim during the War of the Stones

Magvel Year 804 ~ Takes a vacation

Imperial Year 1180 / Magvel Year 805 ~ Enrolls at the Officer's Academy at Garreg Mach

INTERESTS. Painting, Banter LIKES. Maps, Naps, Wading across rivers DISLIKES. Crying children, Expectations, Falling asleep and rolling into weapons

DINING HALL PREFERENCES

LIKES. Grilled Herring, Saghert and Cream, Fish and Bean Soup, Small Fish Skewers, Onion Gratin Soup, Sweet Bun Trio, Fisherman's Bounty, Fish Sandwich, Daphnel Stew, Vegetable Stir-Fry

DISLIKES. Sautéed Jerky, Spicy Fish and Turnip Stew, Sweet and Salty Whitefish Sauté, Fruit and Herring Tart, Pickled Rabbit Skewers, Super-Spicy Fish Dango, Cabbage and Herring Stew, Bourgeois Pike

TEAM TIME GUIDE

FAVORITE TEA. Albinean Berry Blend - Dried Albinean berries give this black tea its fragrance. The sweet, relaxing scent is popular among many

CONVERSATION TOPICS.  A dinner invitation... / A place you’d like to visit… / Capable comrades… / Cats… / Children at the market… / Classes you might enjoy… / Cooking mishaps… / Dining partners… / Dreamy knights… / Exploring the monastery… / Favorite sweets… / Gifts you’d like to receive… / Heart-racing memories… / Likable allies… / Past laughs… / Perfect recipes… / Relaxing at the sauna… / Reliable allies… / Shareable snacks… / Someone you look up to… / The ideal relationship… / The view from the bridge… / Working together… / You seem well… / School holidays...

TEA TIME QUOTES

GREETING.  ✧

“ It's a lovely day, isn't it? ”

FAVORITE TEA.  ✧

“ It's such a relaxing day, isn't it? Sorry if I fall asleep, it means I feel comfortable around you. ”

FIVE STAR TEA.  ✧

“ This is fancy stuff. I must be popular if you're giving me this... heh. ”

INTRODUCING OWN TOPIC.  ✧

1. “ It's been years since I painted someone's portrait. l'm not sure I'm up to the task. ”Answer: Disagree, Sigh

2. “ When you're off duty, stop thinking about weapons and fighting. Relax, purge your heart of the battlefield.  ”Answer: Sip tea, Agree

3. “ I wonder if there are landscapes that are gone now, only existing in my paintings. ”Answer: Chat

4. “ It's strange being someone's role model. I don't think it suits me. ”Answer: Praise, Disagree

5. “ People deserve happiness. There are some smiles I'd do anything to see again... ”Answer: Chat, Nod

6. “ Zzz... ”Answer: Admonish, Sigh

7. “ Everyone has a different type of energy. Some energies can heal hearts, others spread courage. Would you like to feel my energy too? ”Answer: Blush, Laugh, Chat

8. “ What's wrong with fooling around? Some people take themselves too seriously. ”Answer: Nod

9. “ My mother rejoiced more in my skill with the brush than in my skill with the sword. I understand why now. ”Answer: Praise

OBSERVING.  ✧

“ I try to keep a smile on my face. There's always something to be happy about. ” “ You're getting pretty close, please don't tease me like that. ”

ENDING.  ✧

“ This has been fun, I'll have to invite you next time... ”

MISCELLANEOUS DIALOGUE.

GIFT GUIDE

FAVORITE GIFTS. Landscape Painting, Floral Adornment, Riding Boots, Daffodil DISLIKED GIFTS. Forget-me-nots, Whetstone, Coffee beans

GIFT QUOTES

DISLIKED GIFT.  ✧

“ I appreciate the thought, but this isn't something I'll use. ”

LIKED GIFT.  ✧

“ A gift? Is there something you want from me? ”

FAVORITE GIFT.  ✧

“ This is wonderful! If there's anything I can do in return, let me know. ”

LOST ITEMS

WATERCOLOURS. A variety of paints. It probably belongs to an artist.

BOOK OF TREES. A guide to Fodlan's fauna, with some doodles in the margins. It probably belongs to someone who likes nature. 

EXAM PAPER. An exam that passed, with middling marks. It probably belongs to a student that's just doing 'ok'.

LOST ITEM QUOTES

OWNER.  ✧

“ Thanks for finding this! I was wondering where it'd gotten to. ”

NOT OWNER.  ✧

“ Never seen that before. I hope you don't think I'm so careless that I'd leave my things lying around. ”

MONASTERY QUOTES

CHOIR PRACTICE.  ✧

(1)  “ I'm not much of a singer, but I'll do my best. ” (2)  “ I have no idea how to read this music, I should just copy my neighbour, right? ”

COOKING.  ✧

(1)  “ I'm a decent cook, as long as you're not expecting anything fancy. ” (2)  “ I learnt to cook for my brother, I don't know where I'd be without him. ” (3)  “ Nothing beats fresh fish, grilled on a campfire. This is good though. ”

TUTORING

INSTRUCT

BAD.  ✧

“ Sorry, I don't think I'm having a good day. ”

Critique:  “ Yes I know I messed up, give me a moment. ”  ( AFFECTION DOWN ) Console:  “ Hey, it's not the end of the world. ”  ( AFFECTION UP )

GREAT.  ✧

“ I think I understand... ”

PERFECT.  ✧

“ Yes!  ”

PRAISE.  “ I should be thanking you, you make this fun. ”

TASKS

STABLE DUTY. ✧

“ Of course I know how to handle horses, they're- woah! Calm down boy! ”

WEEDING.  ✧

“ This is strangely calming, isn't it? ”

SKY WATCH.  ✧

“ I can't fall asleep up here, imagine if I fell... ”

CERTIFICATION EXAMS

FAILED.  ✧

“ I told you I wasn't ready yet. Let me learn these things at my own pace, yeah? ”

PASSED.  ✧

“ Look at me go!  ”

UPDATE GOALS

SWORD.  ✧

“ When I was young, I was something of a prodigy with the sword. I'll be the first to admit I've fallen out of practice, but while I'm here... Do you think I could focus on the blade for a bit? ”

RIDING.  ✧

“ Combat skills are good and all, but they're not really useful outside of, well, combat. But horse riding is useful whenever you want to get somewhere. My brother would be so impressed if I learnt some cool tricks, what do you think? ”

FLYING.  ✧

“ Renais doesn't really have wyverns, and even if they did they're such a hassle to tame. The wyverns here are a lot friendlier. The views from the skies must be beautiful, I'd love to get some experience with flying. ”

LEVEL UP

UPON REACHING LEVEL 99 .  ✧

“ I've been working so hard to get here, do I get a vacation now? ”

BUDDING TALENT

“ I didn't think I'd enjoy this stuff... thanks for proving me wrong. ”

BATTLE QUOTES

WHEN SELECTED

FULL/HIGH HP .  ✧

“ Whatever you say... ”

MEDIUM HP .  ✧

“ If you insist... ”

LOW HP .  ✧

“ Don't push me too much... ”

ENEMY DEALS 1 OR NO DAMAGE OR MISSES .  ✧

“ Better luck next time! ”

CRTIICAL ATTACK .  ✧

“ Sorry about this. ” “ You're blocking the view! ” “ Surprise! ”

DEFEATED ENEMY .  ✧

“ Better than you expected? ” “ My work here is done. ” “ Oh, did you think I was asleep? ”

ALLY DEFEATS ENEMY .  ✧

“ Amazing! Show me more. ” “ I weakened them up for you, yeah? ” “ With allies like you, I barely need to lift a finger... ”

ALLY HEALS/RALLIES .  ✧

“ Thanks! ” “ Keep yourself safe too. ” “ Better get back into the action, I guess... ”

DEFEAT QUOTE

CASUAL .  ✧

“ It... It was fun while it lasted... ”

CLASSIC .  ✧

“ Don't cry for me... It's more than I... ”

THE ADVICE BOX

“ A dear friend asked me to paint her, but it's been over a decade since my last portrait. She has a smile worth painting, but I don't know if I'm capable of capturing it. What should I do? ”

>Tell her you can't do it. >Tell her it may take a few attempts before you're happy with it. ( AFFECTION UP ) >Practice by painting other people's portraits first.

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PARTY FAVOURS I CHAPTER 32

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Summary: Stephen Strange being a grown-up. Reader being a grown-up. Kind of. Revenge plot starts now - don't be like the mercenary, don't threaten reader's family. Avengers being good.. bros? Good found family idk. More smut + plot coming soon.

The silence hung awkwardly over us. Stephen wasn't the one to wax poetics, usually, and I wasn't in the mood to do anything but curl up somewhere warm, chug a bottle of liquor and fall asleep. Sleep is like death without the committment and after my little outburst, I inwardly prayed and begged for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. Instead, I was directed to sit and drink my tea by the sorcerer, who, by the way, was beginning to look like a kicked puppy.

It was starting to become unbearable. "I'm listening," I finally croaked out, shocked at how raspy my voice sounded. As if someone had forced me to choke on some nails - and I felt like it, too. My hands were shaking, all but spilling the hot tea onto them.

"Princess..." His mouth did the thing when he was worried, lips pursed, their corners upturned. "What we did was not... Right, you were drugged without your consent. I am sure Tony feels the same way."

My eyebrows rose, words bubbling up to the surface as I fought the urge to simply start calling Stephen some strong names. Had he been blind the whole time I flirted with him, had he not seen both me and Tony ogling him when we thought nobody could see? Every time I joked about the sexual tension between them - you know what they say, every joke has a little bit of truth in it.

Or maybe the sorcerer had used the incident as a convenient excuse for our little fuck-fest to be a one-time thing? I expected more, I won't lie, but I wouldn't put it above him. I knew all too well that some men tended to simply... Avoid.

I was angry, probably rightfully so, but it was not the time for me to comfort an adult man. My own life was going to shit, I had no mental energy to unburden his baseless guilt. It was selfish and it made me feel even more like shit, but it was as if someone had flipped a switch inside of me. I just didn't care about someone's heartbreak. I needed to solve another problem, a much bigger than a man that couldn't make up his mind.

I had to find that damn mercenary. It was the only real threat hanging over our heads; unlike any mission that I've seen the team go on before, they had thrown all the forces into catching the man that had gotten into their safe space, their home. That threatened to take what they thought as theirs. Long gone were the days of comfortable domesticity.

"Okay," I replied, nodding curtly. "I wanted it, if it helps any. I thought you were attractive the first day I saw you." I spoke bluntly, beginning to feel like myself more and more with each word that I spoke. "And again, no strings have to be attached. I'm sure Tony will understand it too, it's not his first rodeo."

Stephen's head shot up from where he was examining his clasped hands, to study me with furrowed brows. Cloaky moved where it was wrapped around me, attracting the sorcerer's attention - I, unfortunately, did not understand the Cloak's sign language and what it told Stephen remained a mystery to me. I was just delighted to be out of the cold and and wet clothes.

"I think you misunderstood me," Stephen eyed me with surprise. "I want more, but..." He trailed off, unsure. "I don't know. I'm surprised Banner hasn't gone green on me yet. I'm a doctor, I should have known..."

So, he was pulling a me and wallowing in pity. Is this really how pathetic I looked when I used to mope around the house earlier? No wonder my mother thinks I'm a baby. "Stephen, I'm really not in the mood to listen to bullshit. I wanted it, you wanted it, great, we can move on. Because with everything that has happened to me, I really have no energy to convince you I like you even while sober when you're sabotaging yourself." Sure, I might have ripped off the motivational speech from a self-help book my mother used to have laying around. My patience was wearing thinner with each second. "There, I said it. I like you, my boyfriends like you, you're welcome to the club if you decide to believe the fact that I am telling the truth." And if he wouldn't, well, I could get over it. I was planning to never act upon my feelings for both Tony and Bruce, it hadn't been as hard as I thought it would be. Especially with me being busy enough to just ignore the feelings.

At some point, I had grown attached to Stephen. Perhaps, if I and Tony hadn't decided to mess around with the sorcerer at the party, my feelings wouldn't have bloomed into anything more than physical attraction. Murphy's law had a particularly strong affinity on me, I noticed, because over and over I found myself falling head over heels for emotionally unavailable men. It worked out with Tony, which wasn't as surprising as one might expect, considering we're two halves of a whole idiot, but then Bruce also decided to pucker up - Stephen was bound to be the rock that I trip on.

Or not? Soft lips pressed against my forehead, beard hair softly tickling the tip of my nose. I was pressed against a solid chest, surrounded by warmth and comfort. "I'm sorry, I'm an idiot," Steph whispered, voice quivering.

"Well, it's not like this... Relationship... I've got going on is something commonplace," My arms wrapped around him, a deep sigh relaxing my body into his. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. It wasn't right."

Stephen chuckled, all but pulling me bodily into his lap. "Don't worry, Princess. I deserved it." As he spoke, the Cloak carefully unwrapped itself from me, drifting away with a parting pat on my back. "Now what happened with your parents?" Large palms pushed the hair out of my face, stormy blue eyes looking at me with worry.

"I should probably assemble all my significant others for this conversation," There was little enthusiasm in discussing the incident. I was an adult and had enough money to get by for a few months, at least until I could patent one of my inventions. I had plenty of knick-knacks that should be able to interest buyers, that much I knew, and while the legal side of the process was a blank slate to me, I knew I could be charismatic enough to have someone work it out for me.

"I don't think I'll be able to take Steve seriously when he says 'assemble', now," My third boyfriend chuckled, which - wow, I didn't have boyfriends and now I had three? Should I be considering opening a factory or something? Stephen adjusted his hold on me. "Let's go, I'll portal us in."

"My car's out there with all my stuff. I'll have to drive," I protested but made no move to get out of his lap.

"Tony is a billionaire, he can pay someone to retrieve it," Shrugging carelessly, he produced a golden circle of magic, the common room couch in plain sight at the other side of it. I heard voices and then Clint's head peaked through, a curiously tilted eyebrow morphing into full fledged face of confusion upon seeing the two of us.

Yikes. I had forgotten about the state of my dress and the bruise on my cheek. "Hey, bird. I need a drink," I said the first thing that popped into my mind, causing both Clint and Steph to laugh as the sorcerer carried me into the tower through the portal.

"I'm starting to think you go out there and look for trouble on purpose," The archer sighed, pulling out his phone and texting rapidly. Mine vibrated, too, once he was done, which meant he'd called for a family meeting. Blergh.

In no time, Tony appeared, dark circles under his eyes and yesterday's shirt on, towing a worried Bruce behind him. One after the other, the Avengers tickled in, looking restless and exhausted. Loki's frown was well on its way to becoming a full sneer.

"Talk, please," He requested, eyeing me with concern.

"Good news is I got our rogue wizard back," I poked Stephen in the chest. He was blushing. "Bad news is my mother threw me out and my father didn't pick up the phone, so technically I'm homeless and parent-less," I decided that spitting out straight facts was the easiest way to go about it. I mean, there was no good way to tell what I just told them.

The storm that I anticipated didn't appear. Just a lot of disappointed sighs all around, especially from Tony, who looked twenty years older after I'd confessed to the current state of my affairs. "You're not homeless, you live here," He pointed out, rubbing his face and muttering some very strong words under his nose. Particularly, the expressions involved my mother and various methods of fornication.

"We got your back, doll," Bucky nodded, coming over to wrap me in a gentle hug. He was like a brother from another mother to me at this point, kind and goofy and sensible. "I would propose to teaching that harpy a lesson but I think she's beyond it."

"Perhaps it's for the best," Loki mused suddenly. "If I recall correctly, your mother was against your career of choice, which is idiotic. Science is a noble and prospective path." The Asgardian, too, gave me a hug.

I wasn't crying! There were ninjas, in the vents, cutting onions! "Stop it guys, I'm gonna cry. I already look like shit!" The protest was silenced by Bruce's lips on mine, his tiny smile briefly covering my mouth with tenderness. After that, everybody somehow decided it was their job to try and make me cry; like a bad bitch, I resisted, but eventually broke and started sniffling when Tony began rambling about building me my own lab and Wanda offered to help me decorate my new apartment.

No matter how much my mind screamed at me to refuse, I forced that noise down. Fighting against myself, accepting help despite feeling unworthy of it - it was probably the hardest thing I've done in my whole life.

Bruce volunteered to carry my prone body to Tony's bedroom which was quickly becoming the master bedroom for the three of us - ever since the incident, both of my scientists stuck close to me whenever possible, aggressively cuddling me whenever they decided it was time to get some sleep. Which wasn't much these days, if I was being honest. Persuading Bruce to stay with me was a novelty - usually he didn't resist, but that time, I had to repeat myself multiple times that the team could handle business even without him being present.

I had my ulterior motives, of course. Tony and Stephen needed to talk. I only hoped their egos wouldn't clash without me to mediate - having two boyfriends start a fight wasn't something I wanted to experience. I had zero experience in those matters and had no idea how to manage all that. Are there handbooks for polyamorous relationships? I stuck a mental post-it note inside my brain to check it out.

I fell asleep with Bruce wrapped around me and woke up in the same position, having been too exhausted to move even in my sleep. Voices, rough and quiet, were the first thing I heard upon syncing my brain into a resemblance of a working order, instantly recognizing Stephen's deep baritone and Tony's teasing drawl.

"Expect either Reindeer Games or Kim Possible to come and terrify you," My engineer didn't sound particularly ecstatic. His voice came from somewhere around my feet; the hand wrapped around my ankle, thumb gently stroking the skin, must've been his.

"Duly noted," Stephen's reply was equally sarcastic, sounding a little closer. The warmth coming from my side was him. I could smell the faint spices that surrounded him, smell that I'd come to associate with the Sanctum.

Bruce snored away, not a care in the world.

My body, on the other hand, felt rested for what felt the first time in years. A pleasant ache in my muscles had me begrudgingly squirm out of Banner'd grasp, shamelessly pushing up into Stephen as I stretched with a juicy yawn. "What's poppin'?" I rubbed my eyes, finding the men awake looking at me with fond amusement.

"Just watching," Tony smiled, causing me to giggle at his accidental meme-ing. Was it even accidental? I refused to believe that a man well versed in IT was oblivious to meme culture.

Stephen, on the other hand... "We've discussed some things, wanted to talk to you too." His hand stroked my hair, face expression soft unlike anything I'd ever seen him have. "But you were sleeping. So cute."

Me, cute? There was a puddle of drool the size of a dollar bill on my pillow, I was pretty sure some of it had even gotten in Bruce's hair. Banner's sleep was quiet except for every five minutes when he'd let out a snore with a force somewhere between a Mack truck and a whale in mating season.

Cute, sure.

Bruce groaned, a tell-tale sign of him waking up. I met his eyes, brown, shiny, a narrow edge of green around his irises. Huh. Do I have three boyfriends or four?

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