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theficlistpodcast · 1 year
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This is basically our Nightmare Before Christmas episode since it’s both our Halloween and our Christmas episode from season 3! What’s better than ghost stories and secret Santa? 👻🎅
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mccall-muffin · 1 year
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WIP TAG GAME
Thank you @heystovepipeboys for the Idea!!
RULES: post the names of all of the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it.
Okay, if I would post EVERY WIP I have, the list would be a never-ending story... So I will just give you a few
Love vs. Hate (Chapters WIP) Chapter XIX - Mourmelon Bastogne Mourmelon Reunion with the lost brother Sobel Reunion The Bastard from I company The concentration camp The last patrol The promotion The SS assault The wounded (God, I'm so not creative when it comes to naming my WIPs)
BoB - Victoria "Vic" McNeil (Speirs) BoB - Rosalie Murphy
BoB - Oneshots Joe Toye - Request (how creative again :P) Secret Santa Gift
Non Band of Brothers Stories Family Reunion Game of Thrones - A long way Game of Thrones - Cassana Baratheon Gossip Girl Hawaii Lord of the Rings - The light of Gondor Marvel - Decisions for life Marvel - The Red Ghost Peaky Blinders - Alfies sister Peaky Blinders - Tommy and the singer Peaky Bloopers Vikings - Ravenblade Vikings - Beauty and the beast Vikings - Lagerthas Shieldmaiden The Umbrella Academy TUA - Number 8 Stranger Things Robert Sheehan The Orville Draco (god, I'm stoned by my creativity)
@liebgotts-lovergirl, @brassknucklespeirs, @softguarnere why don't you give it a go? :) I'm curious, besties! (@latibvles I've already seen yours so ;))
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dstntflwr · 1 year
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Secret Santa Gone Wrong (Part 7)
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Solomon menunggu di depan gerbang, memperhatikan beberapa murid yang berjalan bersama teman mereka untuk pulang ke rumah masing-masing, beberapa menggunakan sepeda dan terus membunyikan belnya, suara kring bersahutan.
Dia memperhatikan jam tangannya, menghela nafas. Hingga dia mendengar sebuah suara sepasang sepatu berlari di tanah beraspal, dan melihat Stellan yang terengah, jasnya terlepas dan rambutnya acak-acakan.
“Kakak menunggu lama?” tuntutnya ketika dia tiba, nyaris menabraknya hingga terjatuh jika Solomon tak menahannya.
Yang lebih tua menggelengkan kepalanya, mengusap rambutnya yang basah karena keringat dan menempel di dahinya. “Apa yang terjadi? Kenapa kau berlari?”
“Karena aku terlambat,” balasnya. “Aku lupa kalau hari Jumat adalah jadwalku piket, jadi aku cepat-cepat menyapu kelas. Tapi ketika aku bersiap kemari, Ronen tiba-tiba mendatangiku, dia terus bertanya jika aku sudah makan, atau kue apa yang aku inginkan–” Solomon tersenyum, memperhatikannya, menaikkan alisnya ketika dia mendekat dan berbisik. “Aku curiga kalau dia secret santa-ku.”
“Bisa jadi,” gumamnya, masih tersenyum.
Stellan balas tersenyum, pipinya menggempung sementara tangannya meraih tas Solomon dan keduanya berjalan di trotoar. “Kakak mau cari hadiah dimana?” yang lebih tua menepuk lengannya sendiri dan Stellan memindahkan tangannya yang menggenggam tali tasnya ke lengannya, menggandengnya. “Hehe.”
“Aku melihat satu tempat saat berangkat sekolah beberapa hari yang lalu,” ujarnya. “Mau kesana?”
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Stellan melihat-lihat hiasan-hiasan di etalase, matanya berbinar. Ada beberapa wreath yang tergantung dengan bunga, ceri, dan lonceng; sulur dengan putih seperti salju di ujungnya, atau ada yang polos. Di etalase lain adalah beberapa boneka dengan topi santa merah, dan di sampingnya barulah topi untuk orang-orang kenakan.
Solomon memperhatikannya, tersenyum, sambil berpura-pura memilih beberapa gantungan kunci. Ketika Stellan menatapnya, dia berjengit, sementara yang lebih muda lebih peduli dengan topi santa yang dia bawa.
“Kakak.” Solomon bergumam membalas, masih menatapnya. “Coba pakai.”
Dia menurut, mencoba mengenakan topi merah itu di atas kepalanya. Stellan tertawa dan dia menoleh ke cermin, ikut tertawa ketika melihat penampilannya. Namun dia mengambil sebuah kumis dan janggut putih palsu, mengenakannya.
“Kak!” Stellan tertawa semakin keras, dan segera mengatup mulutnya ketika beberapa pengunjung memperhatikan mereka. Dia menutup matanya, tak bisa melihat Solomon tanpa tertawa.
Ketika dia akhirnya melepasnya, nafas keduanya sudah terengah, perut sakit karena tawa yang terus keluar.
Stellan menoleh ke arah lain, berkedip ketika melihat rak berisi bola salju.
Solomon memperhatikannya kembali, menyaksikannya meraih satu. Tatakannya merah, di dalamnya adalah sebuah hati yang teksturnya memberikan gambaran bahwa dia terbuat dari salju, berdiri di atas salju palsu. Beberapa glitter berterbangan. Ketika Stellan mengocoknya, glitter dan salju berputar di sekitar hati tersebut. Di sampingnya adalah sebuah saklar kecil, yang ketika dia tekan membuat sekitaran dalam bola menyala, dan hiasan salju palsu semakin terlihat kentara.
“Kamu menyukainya?”
Stellan menoleh padanya, tersenyum sambil meletakkan bola salju itu kembali. “Itu cantik,” komentarnya. “Aku selalu suka bola salju,” dia tertawa kecil.
Yang lebih tua mengangguk, mengingat fakta itu untuk kali lain dia berkunjung di toko kecil ini.
Namun Stellan mendekatinya. “Apa Kakak ingin membelinya untukku?” Solomon berkedip cepat, terdiam. Dia tertawa, menutup mulutnya dengan satu tangannya. “Kakak, jika Kakak seperti ini, aku jadi berpikir kalau kakak adalah secret santa-ku.”
Solomon menarik nafas, tertawa kecil. “Tentu saja,” dia berdeham. “Aku bukan.”
“Apa Kakak sudah menemukan hadiah untuk keluarga Kakak?”
Dia berkedip. “Ya,” ujarnya. “Tunggulah sebentar, aku akan membayarnya dulu.”
Stellan mengangguk, kembali berjalan-jalan untuk melihat etalase sementara Solomon mencomot beberapa gantungan kunci murah yang bisa dia lihat dan berjalan ke kasir.
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blingbland · 3 years
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life is tough at the academy, but sometimes family can make it a little easier <3
@tua-cosmic-academy this is your gift!! i really hope you like it 🥺
HUGE thank you to @secret-santa-klaus for organising this whole thing!!
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jubberry · 3 years
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He crumples the blindfold in his hand and waits for sleep to take him under. If she goes blind, then Five wishes he would too.
- not like going, but like going back [E]
Happy holidays to @letnumberfivewearpants2021 for the @fivevanya secret santa exchange!
You’re such a talented writer and your stories are always so carefully crafted, im so lucky i got you as my secret santa person. I hope you have a wonderful holiday and merry christmas if you celebrate!!
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newvegascowboy · 3 years
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sequential numbers gaaang 
the piece i worked on for @apocalypse-gang for @secret-santa-klaus and the tua 2020 secret santa project. it was super fun! merry christmas and happy holidays! 
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pomarome · 3 years
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This is for @dreamwalker44 for the @fivevanya secret Santa exchange event! The prompt was Knives Out (2019) AU fanart with Five as Ransom and Vanya as Marta. I hope you like it :) Happy holidays!
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chaotic-fiktor · 3 years
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Gift for @queeenpersephone for the @fivevanya Secret Santa! 🎅❤ Credits for the original drawing: mahdieh.farhadkiaei
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secret-santa-klaus · 3 years
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The Umbrella Academy GIFT EXCHANGE (2020)
*ben voice* oh my god, we’re back again...
Hey everyone! Some of you may remember that last year we put together a Gift Exchange for The Umbrella Academy fandom. You seemed to like it a lot, so we decided to host it this year too!
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Rules:
Incest and NSFW content is not allowed.
You can particpate by either drawing or writing.
You are obligated to reply within three days after being contacted, otherwise you will be disqualified.
You must have DMs turned on, so we can get in contact with you.
Tag your posts as #tua secret santa and #tua secret santa 2020
Art pieces must be more than a sketch, but don’t have to be full-colored.
Writing pieces must be more than 500 words.
Schedule
Applications close on November 22nd.
Over the next few days, you will be provided with information about the person you’ll be making a gift for (ex: favorite character, favorite character dynamic, etc).
Side note: keep all that a secret. No one knows who their Secret Santa is until the say of posting—that’s what makes this event so exciting!
You must post your piece between the 24th and 26th of December.
If you can’t make it in time, please let us know before the date comes!
Secret Santas are assigned randomly. If you have a problem with the person you were assigned to, please contact us.
Click here to apply for the TUA Secret Santa.
You can find more details in the application form, or send us an ask either here or on our main blogs (@evelinaonline​ and @totallyevan​) if you have any questions!
(And psst, feel free to scroll down our blog to get a taste of how the event worked last year!)
We’re both super excited to be doing this again this year, especially since the fandom has grown so much. Be sure to spread the word about this, and have fun!
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crumpledwitchfeet · 3 years
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@dyll-pickless @secret-santa-klaus
Merry Christmas to @dyll-pickless for tua secret santa, have some Klave! I’ve never really interacted with you but I hope you love this as much as I loved creating it!
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datiyaknowsshit · 3 years
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The Umbrella Academy Secret Santa!
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for @princejoopie​ Hello I’m your secret santa! Hope you like this small piece of Allison and Klaus uwu!! @secret-santa-klaus​
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ratkingdad · 3 years
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TUA Secret Santa 2020
@shizuoi @secret-santa-klaus
Sibling Relationship: Vanya & Ben & Five
They had to wonder why their father gave them certain numbers. They debated it for years. A ranking of powers? No, then Klaus, Luther, and Diego would be by the back with Vanya and Allison, Ben, and Five would be One, Two, and Three. Was it obedience? It couldn’t be, Diego was number Two and he never listened! Maybe it was how much he liked them. But well, Klaus posed the problem there. And they were all the exact same age, adopted at relatively the same times.
It didn’t matter what made the number system. What mattered was that Reginald treated them like it was some kind of determination of worth. And that left the three last numbers, Five, Six, and Seven on their own.
Five put down his book and immediately felt antsy. The power that came with tearing yourself apart and putting yourself back together was buzzing like carbonation in him. He did that stomach churning process to follow the familiar sound of strings, of Vanya playing their violin down the hall.
He stood for a moment outside the doorway, silent so as to not disturb the scene in front of him. Ben sat curled up on the sofa in the sitting room, a book half the size of his frame eclipsing him. Not ten feet away, Vanya played their violin, somehow seeming in their own world despite not being alone. It was a skill they all had, to be an island unto themselves.
Five walked in, rather than jumping, trying to keep his noise level down. Even then, both Ben and Vanya flinched at the noise of his shoes tapping on the hardwood. No one spoke as he sat down across from Ben, they rarely did. Five was the talker amongst them.
“So Dad’s gone today, he took Diego and Klaus with him,” Five started, knowing that if he didn’t neither of the others would. That perked Vanya’s interest.
“Do you think you guys will get out of training?” Their voice was painfully hopeful, thinking that maybe they wouldn’t have to sit upstairs and try to fill an echoing and choking silence with their own meagre music while the rest of their siblings banged around together. Ben shook his head sadly, eyes not leaving his page.
“Pogo will probably try to keep us busy. The only reason he hasn’t come to get us yet is because we’re supposed to be doing homework,”
“Oh,” The room went quiet again with the weight of disappointment.
“Hey, what if we go to Griddy’s tonight. I think without Diego and Dad around Luther and Allison won’t be so stuck up and will actually come with us this time,” Five suggested, heart lifting when Vanya seemed a little less upset than a second ago.
“Yeah, we should,”
Not a week later, Five disappeared and in the absence of his noise, Ben sought out Klaus’ craziness rather than Vanya’s soft presence. And when he died, Vanya was suddenly completely alone. No one else understood that their quiet was not weakness.
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profjamiedraws · 3 years
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TUA Secret Santa for @i-am-unoriginal-posts​!! I really hope you enjoy!
It’s Five and Luther playing cards (plus a bonus Klaus)! What game are they playing? Probably poker, but frankly, I don’t think either of them knows...
TUA Secret Santa organized by @secret-santa-klaus​ <33
Again, I really hope you enjoy, and I hope you have a fantastic Christmas/holidays/Friday!! <33
[DO NOT TAG AS SHIP]
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yudonomi · 3 years
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for @zontiky for @secret-santa-klaus event! happy holidays and huge thanks to the organizers for pulling this off!
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writing-processing · 3 years
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TUA SECRET SANTA - AU Fix It!
Klave, Klaus and Five shenanigans, Dave and Luther bonding, and apocalypse aversion in season 1! Please enjoy @fanthings !!! I haven’t written a fic in a very long time but I had a lot of fun writing this. I’m sorry if it isn’t suuuper great as I had to forgo finishing editing so it could be in on time. But I’m happy with how it flows as is. Happy Holidays! <3 @secret-santa-klaus
They were done. The war was over and Dave and Klaus made it back to the states, their arms draped around one another’s shoulders. They’d found themselves in Texas with nothing but a couple satchels and a briefcase that Klaus would have refused to take his eyes off of if it weren’t for Dave’s smiling and relieved face.
Dave’s family welcomed him home with open arms, and Dave refused to leave his “buddy Klaus” whose family didn’t even write back when he’d write. (Really, Klaus wrote letters for Ben and had them thrown into the fire. Dave saw this only once and decided that it seemed complicated enough not to ask about… And yet...) Of course, Dave’s family took the lil oddball in as soon as he hit them with appreciation for Dave, but Dave wouldn’t let him have it and launched into the story of how Klaus had saved his life.
Soon enough, eleven at night came to pass and both soldiers retreated to Dave’s old room, ignoring instructions to set up the second mattress on the floor. At just past eleven that night, though, Klaus turned to Dave and came clean. About everything.
“Dave,” he breathed, hands shaking a bit. Dave moved to close the door before settling his hands over Klaus’ trembling ones. In a worried hush, he whispered, “What is it? Are you okay? Did everyone overwhelm you—”
“No,” Klaus said. “No they’re lovely.” He smiled.
“Then, what’s wrong?” As Dave asked this, Klaus’ eyes flitted towards his briefcase, and as he looked back at Dave, his nose scrunched before tears began to well in his eyes.
“Oh, honey.” Dave caught Klaus’ first few tears with his thumbs but soon, he had an armful of boyfriend and tears staining his best shirt. Still, he hushed this precious, precious man, and rubbed at his back soothingly. Once his tears subsided, Dave asked, “What’s your bag, sweetheart?”
Klaus giggled a bit and pulled away shaking his head. “Oh, you know...” He trailed off.
“Well? Why not sit down then?”
“That’d be good.”
They sat and after a beat, Klaus spoke. “Davey, I’ve gotta tell you. Something.” Dave moved a little closer to Klaus, if possible and looked at him so earnestly that Klaus’ heart melted all over again. He took a deep breath and continued. “It’s really, really gonna sound crazy, so I just need you to listen until I’m done. Okay?” When Dave nodded, Klaus launched into the details of his life, which could only best be described as ludicrous. Once Klaus finished explaining, Dave nodded solemnly and cleared his throat.
“Well,” he started. “Klaus, it would definitely explain a lot,” he laughed. “But I’m still not quite sure. Just. I— Wow. I never thought...” Klaus turned his gaze to his hands where he was picking at his cuticles nervously. Dave interrupted this by taking his hands again. “But either way. Real or not, I still… Well, Klaus, I think you would know this by now. Maybe not, but I love you.” Klaus inhaled sharply.
“Really?” he whispered.
“Yeah,” Dave said with complete certainty. “Yeah, Klaus, of course. A-and I— you don’t have to—”
“No, Dave, yes. Yes, I love you too.” Klaus laughed a little. “I love you too.”
Dave smiled so bright, Klaus just had to kiss him. Only, then, the door opened.
It was well past 3 in the morning by the time Dave and Klaus were back outside the front door of Dave’s childhood home. Their few belongings in hand, the two men made it to a nearby park to talk over what would be next. Dave’s mother had made it very clear that Klaus would never be welcome again, and that Dave made it clear that he chose Klaus. He only stared blankly while they walked, not a tear shed.
“At least you met them,” he whispered once they’d sat down on a bench. Klaus fiddled with the briefcase.
“Dave, I’m so sor—”
“No, Klaus. It’s, well.” Dave paused. A single tear dropped. “Well,” he continued, “I don’t think I quite expected much else, if the truth ever did come out. I guess it was better sooner than later in case anyone got attached, or-or tried to set us up with some girls down the block or somethin.”
“Doesn’t make it hurt any less, Davey,” Klaus reassured, as he set his head on Dave’s shoulder. They both sat like that, contemplative in their own rights, until the sky started to turn a slightly lighter shade of blue and the birds started to interrupt their thoughts. Klaus sighed.
“Dave, d’you remember what I told you tonight? About, y’know, the future?”
“Klaus,” Dave started. “Is that what you want? Cause, you know I’d drop everythin’ for you right now. But are you sayin’ you’d go back to it all for me?”
“It’s just...” Klaus hesitated. “You know we could be together there. It’s not like it is here. We wouldn’t get hassled. And— well, I can start over. Ben always said it wasn’t too late to change my mind. I never did until. Well, until I knew I loved you, Dave. It’s just that you’ll be stuck there. We can’t come back n visit your mom or redo anything, you know that?”
“Well, ain’t that life anyhow, Klaus?” Dave smiled at him in the morning rays of daytime and Klaus knew he wanted this, too.
“Then,” Klaus said, standing. “How about we test this briefcase, yeah?”
“That sounds like a plan to me.”
They were gone in a flash.
The two veterans silently tiptoed into the academy and safely made it into Klaus’ childhood bedroom.
“Well, I dunno about you, but I need a long bath. Haven’t had one in a long time. Wanna join me?” He smiled serenely, both knew that this wasn’t a suggestive suggestion, however suggestive it could have been. So Dave smiled back and shook his head, looking around.
“I think I’ll have a look around. A bit of revenge for your time at my ol’ place...”
“Take your time, then, babe,” Klaus said, already rummaging for a towel. “I’ll be a bit. If you get tired, go ahead n get some sleep.”
“I will,” Dave promised. And so, Klaus readied his bath and left his headphones in his room, just in case Dave needed something
Halfway through his bath, though, came a series of shouts that sounded distinctly homicidal and threatening.
“WHO ARE YOU? The commission absolutely would not have sent you. How did you get this briefcase, and what is your business here?”
“Um, sorry, I’m with Klaus? He’s in the bath.”
“Yeah, right.”
It was Five.
Klaus scrambled for a towel and burst into his room after barely securing said towel around his waist.
“Five, goddamn it. This is Dave. Chill out little man.”
“Klaus,” Five sneered. “Why would you bring a man from another time to 2019? Jesus, do you understand nothing of time travel?”
“I had to.”
“Yeah, okay. Great. We’re dealing with this after I’ve used this.” He said this while taking the briefcase. “Good bye.” with that, Five was gone. After an exasperated giggle, Klaus closed the door and finished drying off before the two fell into a deep rest in his childhood bedroom.
They awoke to a loud clanging coming from downstairs sometime the next day. The both of them got some clothes on and rushed downstairs to find a drunk Luther in the sitting room, while an upset Ben followed them. Overwhelmed, Klaus turned to Dave.
“Hey honey, this is Luther,” he said, glancing at Luther worriedly. “He needs to sober up a bit and get out of his head. Can you talk to him? I have to go deal with something else.”
“Of course, Klaus. Just come back soon, okay?”
“I’ll try.” He smiled tightly, eyes shifting, before he kissed Dave’s cheek and wandered off, mumbling to something on his way out. Dave turned to Luther.
“So, Luther, yeah?”
Things came to a head on the night of Vanya’s concert, which Klaus and Dave were invited to when Klaus had gone to introduce Dave to her. Dave was taken aback by the world he’d been thrust into but he didn’t think he’d come across someone thinking it okay to lock someone up. The army didn’t lock people up when they were dealing with PTSD. Well, they didn’t really do anything, but this certainly was not part of it.
“Luther,” Dave started. “I know you’re scared. I understand. I don’t really know much of what’s going on, myself… That’s not the point though. This isn’t something, someone we can just lock up and put away. We need to help her.”
There was silence. No one was sure of what Luther was thinking but after another moment, he surprised everyone by turning open the lock and letting Vanya out. Klaus ran in and grabbed his sister, Diego and Allison on his heels.
The night passed and Five cornered Klaus.
“What changed? Did I save the world? Is it over? Where’s Vanya?”
“Vanya’s fine.” And Klaus explained everything, with the occasional input from Ben or Dave. When he was finished, Five was quiet.
“Is everything okay?” Klaus asked.
“I think so,” Five laughed, actually laughed. “Klaus, I think you saved the world!”
“Me?” Klaus looked at Dave. “What?”
“Yeah, it makes sense. You’re the only other factor here, and I really don’t think it was me. If you hadn’t gotten a hold of that briefcase, I wouldn’t have known for sure that it was Vanya, but you also wouldn’t have brought Dave back or gotten sober enough to have Ben tell Vanya what was going on while she was in the bunker. God. Wow.”
And so the family celebrated and moved forward, past April 1st, 2019, and past the trauma that had been uncovered, into the life ahead of them.
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niftybottle · 3 years
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@is-jus-me @secret-santa-klaus Here is your gift!
Luther wanted to throw a party to celebrate Allison getting 50/50 custody of Claire, but life under Reginald’s thumb did not give him much experience in celebrations, so he approached Vanya and Diego for help, as the two siblings (apart from Allison) with the most functional post-umbrella lives. Unfortunately neither of them have too much experience themselves, so they all found a copy of “Party Planning for Dummies” and are gonna figure it out together.
About Luther’s sweater - I have a headcanon that he’s gotten into knitting - it takes a lot of concentration, but I think being able to make delicate things helps him feel a bit better about his body, and as a bonus helps cut down on the expense of finding clothes that fit him.
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