#okay it's 1:22 in the morning for me and I'm actually satisfied with this so here we go

[an-aura-about-you]

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“I wanna write stuff while I’m working on the house. Give me the...”

LOHENTUTU

PLEASE

GHOSTIES MEETING THE SQUAD

If that’s ok

Wow, this took longer than I meant to for a number of reasons, but I couldn’t resist doing this! Although I took it in a bit of a different direction. What can I say? Plot bunny latches on, you don’t let plot bunny go.

The three sit around the ancient, ornate spirit board on the floor of Autor’s recreation of Drosselmeyer’s study. It’s a gorgeous little antique, nothing like the mass-produced spirit boards available at the toy store nowadays. The heavy wooden board pivots and unfolds over its storage compartment. Within are a couple of planchettes with fine crystal windows to magnify the beautifully inked letters, numbers, and words. Holding it feels the way old books smell, which isn’t too unusual since it’s spent most of its life in a library.

“Of all the things for my family to have and me not know about it,” Autor grouses as he places the planchette on the board.

Erina teasingly smiles and says, “Accept that your reputation as the weird occult kid is fully warranted.”

Autor harrumphs. Erina shrugs.

Fakir crosses his arms and goes, “This seems pointless. Whatever’s haunting me has done it the most at my house.”

“It’s not my fault I’m allergic to your pet duck,” Autor says.

“Besides, whatever it is followed you to class,” Erina points out. “You said you heard it call out to you. It’s looking for you specifically.”

Fakir looks to his... well, friends might be strong. Work associates isn’t quite accurate, either. Humans he can somewhat rely on that aren’t in a story. He and Erina are agreeable enough company, so she’ll come along no matter what. However, he needs Autor to cooperate since he’s the one who owns the spirit board and knows how it works. No other options left, Fakir unfolds his arms and places his fingers on the planchette. The others follow suit and proceed to open the board.

“Is anyone here?” Fakir asks.

The planchette stays still between the three.

“Has someone been trying to contact me?” Fakir asks, undaunted.

Autor sneezes, and the planchette twitches.

“That doesn’t count,” Erina says.

“I wasn’t trying to make it move,” Autor grumbles through his handkerchief.

The planchette twitches again.

“Have you been trying to contact me?” Fakir presses.

The planchette practically jumps out of their hands, leaping to YES.

“Now you’re just teasing him,” Autor says, glaring at Erina.

“Oh, great way to cover up your acting,” Erina quips.

Fakir shushes them. “Neither of you are in on it. I’m not even in on it! That’s the whole point.”

“Then one of us should ask a question,” Erina says, indicating herself and Autor.

“Who are you, spirit?” Autor asks, getting them back on track.

The planchette slips down to the letters T and U only to repeat them.

Erina rolls her eyes. “Are you kidding? We’re playing fairy tale games? This is the worst Halloween party I’ve ever been to.”

“Now, now, what if it’s a demon pretending to be Princess Tutu?” Autor sarcastically suggests.

Something in Autor’s voice prickles Fakir. It carries just a bit more of Drosselmeyer’s sadistic glee than he’s comfortable with. That’s the last thing any of them need in this place. Fortunately, his question comes with a relatively simple answer.

“We ask a question only Tutu or someone close to her would know the answer to,” Fakir suggests.

Autor and Erina stare at Fakir like he’s grown two extra noses.

“Well, that should be really simple for anyone who’s read The Prince and the Raven to answer, which is almost everyone!” Autor protests.

But Fakir shushes him again. “Not unless they know the ending.”

“A trick question, then?” Erina asks. “Fakir, no one knows the ending. Drosselmeyer died before it was finished.”

Fakir sighs in exasperation and goes, “Look, however skeptical all three of us are, both of you trusted me far enough to actually sit with me around a spirit board. Trust me on this question.”

“Fine,” Autor grumbles.

“All right,” Erina agrees, resigned.

Fakir takes a breath to calm himself, closes his eyes a moment, and asks, “Tutu, where did the Prince hold you in his heart? Which shard did you manifest in?”

The planchette smoothly glides about to spell the answer:

H

O

P

E

Fakir nods, satisfied with this answer.

“Seriously?” Erina asks.

He shrugs and confirms, “It’s the right answer.”

“And you’re absolutely certain about this?” Autor presses.

“I could ask her another question, but I don’t know if that’s necessary,” he says. “Depending on what she wants, that is.”

“What do you want, Tutu?” Erina asks, directed to the spirit board this time.

L

O

H

E

N

G

R

I

N

“The Knight?” Autor wonders. “Why do you want him?”

S

E

A

R

C

H

“Wait,” Fakir says. “That might be it. Tutu and Lohengrin looking for each other in the hereafter. The voice I heard in class was too deep to be Tutu, but the noises I’ve heard at home sound like pointework.”

“So, what, you just run the personals for the dead now?” Erina jabs.

“You’re right here in the news room with me,” Fakir responds.

Autor holds back a snicker, but he sobers up enough to go, “So what’s the problem? They have you as a connection. Shouldn’t they be able to meet now?”

The planchette moves again to answer:

C

A

N

T

S

P

E

A

K

Erina sits back a bit and goes, “Wow. That’s kind of cruel.”

“Yeah,” Autor agrees. “Isn’t that always the thought, that you’d be reunited with your dead loved ones in the afterlife?”

“Maybe they couldn’t since Lohengrin died but Tutu vanished,” Fakir speculates.

The planchette moves again:

V

E

S

S

E

L

The three let the word sink in, the reality of what they might have to do weighing them down inside. All Lohengrin and Tutu want is a night of reunion, but at the cost of two of their three consciousnesses for the duration? And if they don’t, the two are going to keep haunting Fakir.

“We could’ve had a normal Halloween party,” Erina half-laments. “We could’ve watched some scary movies and sneak beer out of the fridge like normal teenagers. But instead we’re gonna get possessed by ghosts.”

“Now hold on, we haven’t agreed to anything yet,” Autor says. “And I for one am not giving up my body to some random spirit that might be Lohengrin or Tutu unless I’m absolutely sure it’s not going to cause any harm.”

Fakir takes a deep breath and goes, “I can make sure nothing bad happens. But if I do that, I can’t be one of the vessels.”

“That’s easy for you to say!” Erina protests. “You’re not taking that kind of risk!”

“Erina,” Fakir says, voice as serious as she’s ever heard him get. “It’s not without risk for me, but the risk is lower for all of us if we follow this plan.”

Erina harrumphs, but it doesn’t have the same weight to it, and asks, “And what is your plan?”

“I’m going to write a story.”

Erina downright glares at him, but Autor jolts back and asks, “Are you kidding me?!”

“No.”

Autor runs his hand over his face. “You’re a Spinner?! You?!”

“You’re asking questions in the right tone, but you’re asking the wrong questions!” Erina shouts at Autor. “What is a Spinner and how is writing a story of all things supposed to protect us in case this turns into The Exorcist?!”

“I’ll explain everything later, but we should do this now if we can,” Fakir says.

“No, you won’t explain everything later because we shouldn’t explain it to her!” Autor yells, pointing accusingly at Erina.

“No! If I’m involved in it, I need to know at some point! You have no right to keep it from me!” Erina yells back.

“Would you two please be quiet?” Fakir hisses. “Look, if it doesn’t work, then the worst case scenario is I’m writing a story that will do nothing and both of you will be fine. You have nothing to lose.”

“Except our consciousnesses,” Autor says.

“For a night. That’s all. Whatever needs to be done, we’ll get it done tonight.”

“Hmph. Can we at least read the story in the morning?” Erina asks. “I might as well find out what happens to my body while someone else uses it.”

“Yes, I’ll agree to this if we can read the story tomorrow,” Autor agrees.

“Fine,” Fakir says, going along with the compromise.

“Fine,” Erina agrees.

“Fine,” Autor agrees.

And with that, the three close the board.

Lohengrin gasps a deep breath and feels at his chest for his mortal injury. He shakes and laughs, the glasses on his face blocking his hands from wiping away his tears. He takes them off, looks at the blurry room, and puts them back on.

“Lohengrin?”

He recognizes the voice even though he shouldn’t. “Tutu? Tutu, is that you?”

Tutu tucks her long hair behind her ears and nods. “I think so.”

Lohengrin crosses the short distance and grabs her hands with his, their fingers clumsily knitting together. Their foreheads touch, and they both laugh in breathless disbelief.

“It has been eons,” he tells her.

“I didn’t imagine Heaven to be a place to wait,” she responds.

“It’s been eons if it’s been a moment,” Lohengrin says, squeezing their joined hands. “I can’t count all of my days in what should be paradise spent thinking on when you would come, even if my heart was glad that you were with the Prince.”

She ducks her head down with a sniffle. “He’s finally whole and at peace. He’s with his Princess. And... and I’ve missed you more than I’ve known!”

Tutu takes her hands back and embraces Lohengrin as tight as her body allows, glad when he does the same and rests a hand on the back of her head.

“Has the time finally come?” Lohengrin asks her. “Can you join us?”

“I think so. I hope so. I believe the time has come now that the Prince’s heart is whole and not in danger of shattering again.”

He kisses her forehead and says, “You’ve done what I couldn’t, Tutu. And once you are there, Heaven will finally be complete.”

Tutu looks up and asks, “Will you stay with me until the dawn, Lohengrin?”

“Of course, of course,” he assures her, rubbing his thumbs along her tears’ trails. “We can cross it together.”

Of the three, Autor’s the first to wake up in the late morning.

He rubs the drowsiness from his eyes and tries to stretch out of his uncomfortable sit-sleep position only to find he’s holding hands with Erina. She’s in a state similar to his own pre-waking moments, the only difference being her head leaning against his shoulder. He opens his hand to let go of hers, but their fingers remain loosely knitted. He gently sets to work undoing her fingers, checking the both of them over for anything amiss. They seem no worse from the night, no strange marks or unusually mussed clothes.

Fakir sleeps slumped over the desk, some pages of parchment by his elbow.

The story.

Autor swallows, hands already trembling in anticipation. A story written by a Spinner in this very study. And he’s part of it, however small of a part he played. He quietly steps over and looks at the page on top, carefully taking it from the pile. He steadies himself with a breath, bracing himself to read.

“...eventually the Princess nodded off to sleep, her head resting on the Knight’s shoulder. She trusted in his promise that they would make the final journey together. Her time to guide others had come to an end, and the Knight would take his turn to guide her to the Heaven she’s dreamed of for so long.”

Did they just fall asleep while Fakir wrote his story? That’s all this seems to be, and yet the words plant an ache in Autor’s heart.

“Autor?”

He looks to Erina when she calls, possibly the first time either of them have used their proper names since this started. She gets to her feet with a yawn, stretching her arms over her head, and joins him by the desk.

“Is this the story?” she asks.

“Yeah,” he answers, passing her the page in his hand.

Erina takes it and quietly reads, making a soft little sigh when she reaches the end. She places the page back with the others, careful not to disturb Fakir.

“Should we wake him?” she asks.

Autor shrugs and goes, “Maybe we should just let him sleep.”

Erina nods. “Well, that was a Halloween party I won’t forget anytime soon.”

“Yeah...”

“Let’s just watch scary movies at the next one.”

[funkypanda]

I'm not THAT evil but you SHOULD do every uneven number and every even number. c:

So what you’re saying is, you’re just as evil as I thought you were.

1: Full name

Alvin Wong. I don’t have a middle name.

2: Age

24. Turning 25 on September 29th

3: 3 Fears

Heights. Loneliness. Creepy crawlies.

4: 3 things I love

Video games. Music. Learning.

5: 4 turns on

Neck kisses. Making out. Intelligence. Cute butt.

6: 4 turns off

Ignorance. Bad breath? IDK there’s a few.

7: My best friend

Skylar Lu. Big ol Asian dude.

8: Sexual orientation

Straight.

9: My best first date

I don’t think I’ve had a good one.

10: How tall am I

6′ or 6′1″

11: What do I miss

Physical affection.

12: What time were I born

I think it was at like 9:30 PM

13: Favourite color

Purple!

14: Do I have a crush

HARDCORE HOLY SHIT

15: Favourite quote

“Knowledge is power. Guard it wisely.” or “An open mind is like a fortress, with its gates unbarred and unguarded.”

16: Favourite place

Taipei, Taiwan.

17: Favourite food

Vietnamese cuisine in general.

18: Do I use sarcasm

What do you think?

19: What am I listening to right now

Tired by Alan Walker

20: First thing I notice in new person

Their eyes. Always.

21: Shoe size

Men’s 12

22: Eye color

Dark brown

23: Hair color

Black/dark brown

24: Favourite style of clothing

My style of weird punk rock skater.

25: Ever done a prank call?

Yes a few times.

27: Meaning behind my URL

I was called panda back in high school a lot and I played the sax.

28: Favourite movie

Rogue One.

29: Favourite song

I’ve been obsessed with Down by Marian HIll lately.

30: Favourite band

A Day to Remember.

31: How I feel right now

Really satisfied.

32: Someone I love

My old LoL friends.

33: My current relationship status

Single but hopefully not soon?

34: My relationship with my parents

We’re not super close but we’re family still

35: Favourite holiday

Christmas when I have someone cute to spend it with.

36: Tattoos and piercing i have

None unfortunately.

37: Tattoos and piercing i want

SO MANY TATTOOS. Razer’s 3-headed snake. Colonel Mustang’s transmutation circle. Al’s blood seal. etc etc

38: The reason I joined Tumblr

I... I don’t remember.

39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?

I mean. I hate her guts. 

40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

Not really but I love them.

41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?

Not yet. But I’m planning on it.

42: When did I last hold hands?

Uhhhhh its been a few months I think.

43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?

Way too long.

44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days?

Nah I love my hairy man legs.

45: Where am I right now?

In bed at home.

46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?

Probably Jamie. But she’s also gonna be drunk with me lmao

47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?

Loud. I’m a punk.

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?

Yep. But its a necessity.

49: Am I excited for anything?

Most things. As long as I’m interested in it.

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?

Yeah I do.

51: How often do I wear a fake smile?

Almost every day.

52: When was the last time I hugged someone?

Earlier tonight.

53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?

I mean more power to her.

54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?

Not that I know of.

55: What is something I disliked about today?

I didn’t really do anything.

56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

Adam Savage from Mythbusters. He seems so genuine.

57: What do I think about most?

The unknown of the universe.

58: What’s my strangest talent?

Jumping to conclusions with little to no information.

59: Do I have any strange phobias?

Not strange.

60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

As a photographer, behind.

61: What was the last lie I told?

I’m okay.

62: Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online? 

I guess on the phone. I don’t like my face.

63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

No to ghosts. Yes to aliens.

64: Do I believe in magic?

Not really.

65: Do I believe in luck?

Absolutely.

66: What’s the weather like right now?

Its like 70 degrees and humid.

67: What was the last book I’ve read?

Actually I just reread The Martian.

68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?

Not especially? I’m indifferent.

69: Do I have any nicknames?

Not really.

70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?

Hip and lower back from sleeping on the floor.

71: Do I spend money or save it?

GOD I SPEND SO MUCH MONEY.

72: Can I touch my nose with a tongue?

Nope!

73: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me?

Does kitty cat toe beans count?

74: Favourite animal?

Otters I think.

75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM?

Talking to a cutie.

76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is?

Natas

77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?

In Too Deep by Sum 41

78: How can you win my heart?

Be nerdy with me.

79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?

S C R E M

80: What is my favorite word?

Hullo?

81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr

@miidoriilol​ @mama-hellscream​ @pearlmaiden​ @crowfeather-queen​ @funkypanda​

82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?

Can ya’ll just... Get along?

83: Do I have any relatives in jail?

Negative.

84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?

The power to control luck and probability.

85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

Do you want to finish school?

86: What is my current desktop picture?

100 Thieves logo.

87: Had sex?

Oh yes.

88: Bought condoms?

Most definitely.

89: Gotten pregnant?

Negative.

90: Failed a class?

Yup.

91: Kissed a boy?

I have not. 

92: Kissed a girl?

Multiple. At different times.

93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?

No but its a cliche I’d love to experience.

94: Had job?

A couple

95: Left the house without my wallet?

Multiple occasions.

96: Bullied someone on the internet?

No cuz bullies are shit.

97: Had sex in public?

Yep once.

98: Played on a sports team?

Nope not really.

99: Smoked weed?

Yep.

100: Did drugs?

Not really.

101: Smoked cigarettes?

I’ve tried it. I hate it.

102: Drank alcohol?

Oh yeah

103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan?

Nope.

104: Been overweight?

All the time.

105: Been underweight?

Never.

106: Been to a wedding?

 Two I think.

107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?

On multiple occasions.

108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?

LOTS OF TIMES.

109: Been outside my home country?

More times than I can count.

110: Gotten my heart broken?

Yup.

111: Been to a professional sports game? 

A few. They’re always fun.

112: Broken a bone?

Never.

113: Cut myself?

Uhhh a few times.

114: Been to prom?

Yup and it sucked.

115: Been in airplane?

I love traveling.

116: Fly by helicopter?

Never but I’d love to.

117: What concerts have I been to?

ADTR, Blink-182, Sum 41, Green Day, and a few others.

118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?

Not really into it.

119: Learned another language?

Learned Mandarin as a young child.

120: Wore make up?

Nope but I’m not against it.

121: Lost my virginity before I was 18?

Nope I lost it at 20

122: Had oral sex?

Yes

123: Dyed my hair?

Never tried.

124: Voted in a presidential election?

Yup. I voted for Obama and Hillary.

125: Rode in an ambulance?

Yup

126: Had a surgery?

Never.

127: Met someone famous?

YEP BUT I DIDN’T KNOW AT THE TIME.

128: Stalked someone on a social network?

A little bit.

129: Peed outside?

Yeah a few times lol

130: Been fishing?

With my grandpa a bunch of times.

131: Helped with charity?

Yeah! And honestly it does feel great.

132: Been rejected by a crush?

Multiple times.

133: Broken a mirror?

Yeah its surprisingly satisfying.

134: What do I want for birthday?

THE FUCKING ADIDAS DRAGONBALL Z SNEAKER COLLAB COLLECTION.

135: How many kids do I want and what will be their names?

Probably none.

136: Was I named after anyone?

Nope.

137: Do I like my handwriting?

Not even a little

138: What was my favourite toy as a child?

I had a megazord that I loved to play with.

139: Favourite Tv Show?

Right now? My Hero Academia.

140: Where do I want to live when older?

Taipei, Taiwan

141: Play any musical instrument?

Yup! I played the sax.

142: One of my scars, how did I get it?

Self harm.

143: Favourite pizza topping?

Mushrooms.

144: Am I afraid of the dark?

Kind of? not really.

145: Am I afraid of heights?

Oh yeah.

146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?

LMAO all the fucking time

147: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

Uhhhhh story of my life?

148: What I’m really bad at

Lots of things. Focusing. 

149: What my greatest achievements are

Learning coding and ethical hacking.

150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me

“I don’t love you anymore” “I’m glad your grandpa is dead so he wouldn’t have to see how disappointing you are.”

151: What I’d do if I won in a lottery

Pay off all of my parent’s debt and save the rest.

152: What do I like about myself

I’m actually really sweet and cute.

153: My closest Tumblr friend

@pearlmaiden

154: Something I fantasize about

Being successful.

155: Any question you’d like?

@pearlmaiden you didn’t ask me a question