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Luke had been planning to sneak off without telling anyone after the Skywalker had sensed something off with the force but the second he touched the touchpad to leave, the lights turned on. Han Solo had the expression of someone that couldn’t decide if they were amused by this situation or frustrated, “I always thought I’d be the one to try and sneak off in the middle of the night and you’d be the one to catch me.”

“Wanted to do the unexpected.” Luke replied with the same sarcastic tone that Han had used, “it’s one of the rules of a good relationship, keeping the other on their toes as much as possible.”

“Trust me, you do that already without the whole failed attempt to leave without saying a word.” Han Solo answered, “I’m guessing this is a ‘force’ type situation though because you aren’t usually the type to just leave like this without a word.”

“Yeah it is.” Han Solo was good at reading people’s emotions and guessing what their next action was with a good accuracy.

Everything seemed to go into slow motion as Bucky ran as fast as his legs would let him, there was only one thought that crossed his mind at that moment. Pick up the shield, save Steve Rogers and propose to him after the entire galaxy was saved. The plan went smoothly with the soldier sliding along the floor and grabbing the metal shield with the new arm that was designed for him by T’Challa. It was more advanced than Bucky’s former metal arm and unfortunately Barnes only had a few moments to get used to it before the king himself had informed the man that formerly went by the Winter Soldier that the galaxy was at risk and they needed anyone capable of helping. Bucky Barnes said yes.

The shield managed to handle the blunt of the damage in one piece, “Steve, are you okay?” Thanos’s goons were no joke even with the intel the Guardians of the Galaxy told them on their so called weaknesses. Bucky couldn’t quite remember what they were called but he figured that now wasn’t the time to go down memory road as he shot one in the head with the gun he was given.

“Yeah I’m fine.” Steve answered as he took the shield that Barnes offered him back, “I didn’t think this would be easy.. Thanks for the help.” The man with Winter Soldier training doesn’t reply as he focuses on defeating the enemy so he could complete his second goal. “Let’s finish this once and for all.”

“I’m right behind you.”

Finn had been a member of the Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance or BSAA for short and while it usually had hard assignments none were as frustrating as the babysitting duty he had been given. He was in charge of finding and taking a man by the name of Poe Dameron to safety because apparently the man had been immune to what caused others to become infected. He had been saved by a BSAA agent which is probably why Finn choose to join the organisation so maybe it was right for him to save someone else’s life.

He had no clue how they found out about this information, was Poe Dameron bit? was it the first instinct of the person he was with to call BSAA and inform them this happened? If Finn was right about this situation than Poe needed to find himself better company.

Finn was dropped a safe distance away from the town Poe had last been reported in to avoid gaining any unwanted attention. He raised his rifle as the agent stealthy headed through the town. Finn would of looked for signs of recent disturbances but following footsteps on the floor wouldn’t always lead to a living human being so it was risky. The moment he heard a yell the soldier started running, aiming and shooting the B.O.W with expert trained skill.

“Are you okay civilian?” Finn asked the man that he saved from a painful ending after he double tapped the zombie.

The civilian took the hand he offered, “I’m fine thanks, I wasn’t expecting to see one this far.” For a person that had never been in a combat zone or at least he assumed at first when he saved him was far too calm.

“Are you Poe Dameron?”

“I am.” the stranger replied, “I take it that you are the help that my friend said would come eventually, thank you.”

part deux by mod artie

It was a happy time in the Iplier home. There was silence, serenity, peace, and everything was calm-

“Arin come out, come out wherever you are!” yelled a Mark clad in a Freddy suit. The brown bear ears barely distinguishable from the fluffiness of his hair. He was playing hide and seek with Ethan, Uriel, and Arin but with a twist, if Mark didn’t find all of them he would get a bucket of ice-cold water dump on him by Tyler but if he did the first one was that was found would have to pay for the Halloween dinner. What is Halloween Dinner? It is the coolest dinner of the whole year. They would all get together and eat, and watch scary movies. It was a tradition the Ipliers had come up with this year. Mark looked around with a sinister but playfully look to his face. He had already found Uriel and then Ethan and now they were peacefully cuddling on the couch waiting for Arin to be found. 

Arin however was having too much fun. Hiding in Uriel’s room was like disappearing forever. Almost like wearing an invisibility cloak. Only Uriel could find whatever was in his room but that would be cheating if Mark asked Uriel to look. He chuckled to himself, and then held his breath. He could hear Mark come into the room. He saw him from the slight crack in Uriel’s closet. Now you might think that if Mark opened the closet, Arin would be toast but you would be wrong. He was hiding in a pile of clean black clothing on Uriel’s closet floor while dressed as a Demetor, clever we know. 

Mark searched the whole house. Top to bottom. Outside and Inside before giving up. 

“Alright Skywalker where are you?” Mark yells desperately. Not only was he hungry but he also missed his boyfriend and Ethan and Uriel were being sickeningly cute. It was disgusting. Arin emerged from Uriel’s closet with a small smirk. Mark pouted.

"Where?" Frank replied just as quietly as his partner had. The man that called himself The Punisher had a direct method for most things in life so his ideas for genius hiding spots were a little nonexistent as of right now or if you asked Matt or Uriel they would say it didn't exist at all. His boyfriend doesn't answer as he made a gesture with his hands as he opened the door. Frank Castle lowered himself on the ground as he laid in front of the couch. Maybe both of them would get lucky and Foggy was only visiting briefly.

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She stopped and walked into the kitchen, “you know I like hearing about how school went.” Her father said as she assumed correctly Robert was here as well as they both waited for her reply, “…. I mean you don’t have too if you don’t want too.”

His hesitation made her feel a little guilty, he was younger compared to any other dad that she saw at school but he was better than most of them. He taught music at the community center and she was extremely proud to be related to him, “I got into a argument with some of the boys at school because they said girls can’t play rugby.”

“Did you punch them in the nose?” Robert interrupted, “or was it a dub to the family jewels with your knee.”

“Robert!” Greyson scold, “she did neither of those things.”

“Yeah but next time I will.” She replied as he bumped her knuckles gently against Robert’s when he held his own hand up, “boys like that shouldn’t get away with saying stuff like that.”

“I know but they aren’t worth getting in trouble for either.” Her father answered as she caught him shooting Robert a not so amused look.

“I’ll intimidate them for you if you want.”

Kylo Ren was a mystery wrapped in angst and tight leather pants that Oswald didn’t know as much as he would of liked. He knew for a fact that Kylo Ren wasn’t his actual name and he lived alone because he had bad relations to his family. He never really mentioned anything about his past and more about who he was now, he was a musician. They met because his band was looking for a lead guitarist and Kylo Ren had been the first and only one that had ended up trying out because despite the cocky approach and how he had claimed that he was all they needed and everyone else should just go home he was really good. To sum it up in a nice little ribbon he had tattoos and not to many earrings (they were thankfully just in his ears) and he was definitely the guy parents didn’t want their kids dating.

“Whoa dude?” Kylo Ren seemed to always find a way to appear when Oswald was thinking about him a little too much as the male covered in mostly black clothes sat down next to him. He ignored the cigarette in his male’s hands out of politeness, “I wasn’t expecting to find you in the trash yard.”

“I come here to think. It helps.” Oswald replied as he mentally cringed at the fact that he left his friends alone in his house but he supposed that didn’t matter because they would of done it regardless of if he was there or not. Sitting on a faded red car that no longer worked was actually pretty calming, “what are you doing here is the real question?”

“You find lots of cool junk here.” He replied casually like he just said he didn’t go through all the trash that people threw away. It was true sure but he shouldn’t just go and say it out loud.

“Did you think about what I asked a while back?” This was the first time he mentioned it, Oswald almost thought he had forgotten, “you know the dating thing.”

“I dunno anymore you might end up taking me to another trash yard to pick out trash.” Oswald teased but he knew his answer an hour after he was asked he only waited to see if it was gonna be brought up again.

“Only if you’re lucky.” He answered in good humour, “besides I’m more of a you pick the date stuff and I’ll pay.”

He had a feeling this story wasn’t even close to being done yet, “you ended up giving the entire bar a concert on top of the bar and than I took you to my place because it was closer.”

Greyson didn’t remember much about last night and currently he decided that it might be more of a good thing that he didn’t because right now he only received secondhand embarrassment from the event. “I don’t suppose you can time travel… or maybe something that will help with a hangover.”

“I can’t help you with the first thing you mentioned but I know the thing to help you with that hangover.” Robert stands up properly before leaving Greyson to his own thoughts and the pounding in his temples but not for long as he returns and hands over The Stuff, “next time we do this I’ll take you out to that place with all the greasy food. Look no one will remember what you did expect maybe Mary and myself but everyone else was probably as wasted as you were.”

It had been his older brother’s wisdom that had been the reason he met Robb Stark, Stannis thought it had been best to move and no have him raised with his overly friendly mother who took men and sometimes woman to her bed for money to support the household and he expected out of joy of sexual pleasure although linking the two things together made him cringe and he never knew his father, not really and Stannis knew just as much as he did. His estranged father was a business man, that supported his decision to move and ended up giving them monthly allowance, a kindness he didn’t show to the mother of his children outside the required amount he had to give her each fortnight. He had moved a far distance away too, it seemed like the goal was the further away from the better. This place ended up being exciting when he was younger, it was big but as he grew older Renly realised with half empty thinking that it was actually empty. The Stark family that lived across him the two Baratheon brothers was what he wished he could have, a family and siblings that were around his age. That he could grow up with and not feel like they were his parents looking down at him.

When he was twelve, he meet Robb properly, a tall and slender boy that was two years younger than he was. Bright blue eyes and the red highlights of his hair seemed to be something he got from his mother Catelyn Stark rather than his father Ned whose genetics seemed to go more to Jon. From the moment they met Robb seemed to have become taken with him, following the youngest Baratheon around until he decided that regardless of him being younger, the age of two years seemed so much bigger to his younger mind and they had become inseparable. One couldn’t be seen without the older unless it had been class. They even shared beds most nights, switching from house to house.

Robb was a clingy sleeper he would realise during the first time they shared a bed, the Stark’s long arms around his waist and his body curled around his when he woke up in the morning. Somehow they had ended up doing this often. Pouting at Renly, as he explained that the other ten year olds in class made fun of him for not having his first kiss and the Baratheon suspected that they didn’t have theirs either but Robb Stark looked like someone that would be an easy target. They made a mistake their, he had never seen him cry even after he fractured his arm a while back, the problem was that the kicked puppy expression he did make for same when he didn’t get his way generally made people feel bad for him and they needed to do this for the supposedly helpless Stark. “What does this have to do with me?” He had managed to say that one sentence as he was tackled to the ground, hips ground hard into his own. Renly ends up blushing crimson as he wondered who exactly taught Robb that, “Robb what?” “I want you to give me my first kiss.” He said with a boldness that wasn’t uncharacteristic of him, he just wished he’d stop humping him while he told him what he wanted. Shifting as he grew uncomfortable hard in the skin tight jeans he now cursed himself for wearing. His friend didn’t seem to notice as he stared down at him with beaming eyes, waiting for permission. “Fine, only because I don’t want anyone bullying you.” He couldn’t help himself, he knew he’d give Robb anything that he asked for. He beams happily as if he was told he all over again that he was getting one of those rare direwolves. It turned out he didn’t have to do anything at all as Robb leans down at seals their lips together, lips bumping together awkwardly at force of the kiss it was easy to tell of the Stark boys inexperience, not that he could talk this had been his first kiss too. He didn’t end up regretting his first kiss even if it was terrible.

“Hey, when did you get home ?” Uriel asked as he walked through the open bathroom door. Josh looked over when he spoken as he felt his heart race when Josh had directed that smile he loved so much at him.

“Not long, I wanted to take a bath after being gone for so long” he replied to the question, he holds up a shampoo bottle, “can you wash my hair?” Uriel took it as he nodded his head. This wasn’t the first time he had done it, he opened the shampoo cap and put some in his hand before putting the bottle down. He begin to gently rub it though his hair, “I missed you.”

“I missed you as well.” Uriel replied, after this he was definitely going to kiss him but it was a little difficult right now.

“Uriel” he had dropped the playful expression he had in a matter of seconds and that give him a small feeling of anxiety, “I love you, so with my days off we should go do some stuff together like Disney or something.” He couldn’t help himself as he starts laughing. Uriel had been worried for a bit there.

“Disney is a bit cliche isn’t it? Tilt your head back.”

“But it’s also extremely fun” Josh answered as he does what he was instructed so Uriel could wash the shampoo out of his hair.

☆Burari’s original family had been killed by raiders that had left him. He probably would of died if Iron Bull and his Chargers hadn’t been heading down the same road. Long story short they end up adopting the Qunari infant and calling him Burari. 

 ☆ His first word was ‘charge’ although Dorian might of been hoping for another word, his still proud of him. 

 ☆ As soon as Burari was able to crawl he got himself into trouble even more after he learned to walk. There was that one time where he went missing and when they found him he was on top of a dragon’s head.

 ☆ Burari would rather talk with his fists than with his words especially when people talk negatively about his family. There were plenty of those and he got into a lot of fights [this is how he ended up meeting Askralan as a child when he defended him. They stay friends for their entire lifespan but this isn’t about them maybe later]. 

 ☆ The first weapon he is given was the two handed axe that Iron Bull gave him. Iron Bull taught him how to fight properly and although he had no magical talent of his own Burari will still listen to conversations about it.

 ☆ Given that Dorian is a Magister and how his a Qunari he tends to try not to cause scandals although there was that time where he had an brief affair with a older married lady.

 ☆ Burari does share some of Dorian’s sense of sarcasm and his interest in history.

 ☆ Can you imagine Burari going to a dance ? I found it a tad bit hilarious trying to think about it. 

“You’ll do fine” Uriel whispered as he leans close pretending to adjust Matt’s suit. Private words that were only meant to be heard by the guy that had better hearing than most people attending the wedding they had both been invited too. Well technically only he had been given an invitation because he was a personal friend of Sam Wilson but Matt was his plus one. Matthew had his preferences when it came to group gatherings and that was none at all. “It’s just family and friends.”

The wedding of Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes wasn’t bad although he ended up sitting next to Thor Odinson because Uriel was one of the best men. Matt usually kept a distance from the Avengers unless necessary because of reputation alone. Daredevil wasn’t looking for high profile friends that would draw attention to himself. “I couldn’t tell if you liked the wedding or not” His boyfriend said once they were at the after party.

“It was fine” Matt Murdock answered truthfully he didn’t hate weddings. He had one or two thoughts about having one with Uriel one day in the future that was just family and friends.

Foggy would be the best man unless there was that possibility he refused. “Would you like to dance ? I have to warn you before you accept that I’m not a very good dancer” He said moving the subject of his feelings towards the wedding to something else until they were somewhere more private.

“I would say yes even at the risk of having my feet stepped on constantly” Uriel answered as Matt let him lead them both to the dance floor where he takes the lead, “thanks for agreeing to come with me.”