#hintonween

thank you to everyone who completed this challenge. this is a wrap-up most, meant for showcasing all the of the submitted works. a total of six fics were submitted, with a total word count clocking at about 36k+.

the theme for this challenge was for writers to write about the halloween holiday, including horror and supernatural. these are the submissions we got! i would encourage reading and leaving a comment, as everyone’s submission was great.

i want you — sixties / @hintons

"Could say the same about you, Roger," Ponyboy says, his voice cold and menacing as he can make it despite Roger being several inches taller. "It's greaser territory here. You ain't real welcome." "Where else was I gonna keep up cheap broads for the sock hop tonight?" Roger fires back, clearly looking at Angela and Ponyboy's chest, his scent obvious in what he wants. Halloween, 1956. Roger Sheldon thinks that he's got his new date in the bag. Ponyboy begs to differ on that subject.

You Pollute the Room With a Filthy Tongue, Watch me Choke it Down so I can Throw it up.  — DrawingWolf03 / @puermiles03

Tim tries to kill his cannibal.

close your heaven for the hell of it — sixties / @hintons

"If I say his name here, that would give him the power to come back, wouldn't it?" "You said you didn't believe though," Ponyboy counters, smiling widening on his face. "Unless you do, of course, and you're scared." She can hear the unspoken taunt of being a chicken, as if they're kids in Tulsa again, as greasers. Curly used to play that stupid game of chicken with every kid on the block, and before that, it had been Tim who did it, the one who showed him how. The only person who ever bested Curly at that game was her; she had the scar on her thigh to prove it. To say it would admit that there is power in a name, that she believes in that power and that she believes that this Entity is real. That it really did carve a home inside of Ponyboy, and made him do something like crack open Randy Adderson's ribs to get into his heart, bare handed. — the aftermath of an incident of possession, in three parts.

(don't) fear the reaper — cowboykid / @angelshepards

At 17, Darry makes a deal with the devil. At 17, Ponyboy learns that he's the collateral.

Put Your ear to my Heart or set Your Teeth Against my Throat. — DrawingWolf03 / @puermiles03

Something once frozen in ice makes itself at home among them.

You Better run Little Hero cuz You’re Running out of Time. — DrawingWolf03 / @puermiles03

hintonween posting begins at midnight, est! just a few reminders:

the collection for hintonween is here. it is moderated, so i'll have to go in and manually approve submissions. i usually get them very fast.

for this, please don't forget to add in the tag Community: Hinton Challenge when posting on ao3, tagging and/or @'ing the account on tumblr so i can reblog it as well.