BloodHex day edits!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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BloodHex day edits!!!!!!!!!!!!!
October 3rd
We haven't had a tumblr holiday in quite a while, but today is a double one. Our dashes will be flooded with posts about Mean Girls and Fullmetal Alchemist.
As for every tumblr holiday, you can submit works today without having to provide proof of a comment first. Of course all other rules still apply and I still encourage you to comment on works.
I will be traveling all weekend and won't be able to post any submissions until Sunday night, so don't be discouraged if you see no new posts today.
Personal fandom holiday time!!!
December 27 is the day Callie killed Peter, and the same day 12 years that shit goes down in a fashion that kicks off the final stretch of the whole story. :) :) :)
So in honor of that, here's a bit!
Callie POV
Callie was wearing impractical shoes because she was excited. Sure, she might break an ankle trudging out into the pitch-black woods in three-inch heels, where roots the size of wolves lurked beneath the ice, but she might not. And she’d sure as hell look good either way. And that wasn’t all. Just before she left her room she noticed Peter’s sweater in a ball on the floor near the closet, and she giggled. Never even gave it back. What an ingrate. She slipped it on as an inside joke with herself, because Peter wouldn’t see it under her coat. Wielding Peter’s power wearing Peter’s sweater. Funny. “When are you gonna tell me what we’re doing out here?” She clung to his coat, allowing him to support her as the canopy of evergreens began blotting out the grey midnight sky. It began to snow in earnest now, like their globe got shaken. “I have something I wanna show you, but it’s secret,” she said. “You know there’s layers and layers of detection wards all over the castle, totally invisible, right? What I have here, it might set ‘em off, that’s why we need to be way outside the castle walls.” She could just imagine what she could barely see - him, shaking his head at her in the darkness. “You’re a lunatic.” “Yeah, but do you like it?” Crunch, crunch went his boots. “Jury’s still out,” he said, but she could hear the smile in it. The way he’d put up with anything if she was the one doing the asking. Maybe he was even excited to break the rules for once: Sweet Peter. They reached the tiny glade where she’d spent hours this winter practicing for this moment. She didn’t even dare hang lights this time. The moment was too fragile, too momentous for any unnecessary risks. She reached down into her shirt, facing him and his expectant eyes as his warm breath swirled in between them. She unsheathed the blade. “I see,” he said. “And I’m guessing this is more than just some knife?” “It’s an orblex.” His eyes widened. “Callie, these are illegal.” “So’s drinking, you’re only twenty. Who cares. Sit down,” she said, making the motion herself without taking her eyes off him. “Gimme your hands.” “What are you gonna do?” They sat so close together they formed a little wall with their knees, and she wasn’t deliberately casting anything to see by but all the same, the build-up of her desire was coaxing the orblex open before she even meant to begin. It glowed already, its shifting hues casting Peter’s face in stained-glass light. “I’m gonna show you what it’s like to fly.”
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Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas to all those who celebrate!
I am eternally grateful for our small Hitman fandom here on Tumblr. Thank you for your constant support, likes, reblogs, jokes, fanfiction, fan art, gifs, and all around good camaraderie! You're often the highlight of my day and I genuinely look forward to opening tumblr and seeing what everyone is up to!
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Wishing everyone a wonderful Holidays!
Heechul after "DJ SHOW! 9595"
Couldn't find an angel for the top of my tree, so I put a demon on instead.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
[legion beaucoup] by ProwlingThunder Archive Warnings: None Applicable Rating: Gen Fandoms: FFXV Characters: Prompto Argentum, Magitek Troopers Tags: Ghosts, Big Brothers, Magitek Troopers, Family Language: English
Summary: Prompto doesn’t know when it started; for him, it has simply always been. But in truth it started the day he was born, and it never stopped.
@mtraki @mandakatt @ffxvhalloweenweeksfw
A very late Sherlockian holiday card, for the Sherlock fanworks creators in your lives! I spent all weekend working on this. All of my Patreon supporters, including $1 tier supporters, will be getting this card! Hint hint :) www.patreon.com/foxestacado