Ghost Hunt HQ

Hello!

Thanks for reaching out!

I am guessing you are referring to the new collectors editions of the mangas.

https://fxtwitter.com/nakayosi_manga/status/2014481860123034002?s=20

I shared your ask in our server and here's the recommendations I got.

Online Japanese bookstores.

CDJapan and Amazon JP were provided.

I found it on CDJapan

https://www.cdjapan.co.jp/product/NEOBK-3165698

I looked on Kinokuniya's website. They do not currently seem to have it, but I have seen them get things on a delayed schedule sometimes. But who knows.

I haven't heard anything yet about English translations, but we can always cross our fingers and toes.

Hello! Thanks for letting us know, sorry about that. I have updated the link on the post and I will include it again here.

Prompt: Fantasy AU’s

The High Mage’s Apprentice (Snippet 3)

“Here she is, Your Highness.”

A guard brings Mai to a room, where the Crown Prince sits at a table.  He gestures for her to sit, and she takes a seat across from him.

Now that she can take a longer look at him, he appears to be right around her age, or perhaps a bit older.  As before, he wears a serious expression, that dazzling smile from three years ago nowhere to be seen.

Mai gulps.

“After questioning your uncle, I have a basic understanding of the situation.  However, I still need to ask you a few questions.”  He folds his hands over the table.

“Y-Yes?  …Your Highness?” she asks weakly.

“You said you came up with that charm yourself.  Were you aware that it was magic?”

She shakes her head frantically.  “No!  I don’t know anything about magic!”

“You’ve never had a teacher?  Never received training?”

“Never!”

He puts a hand to his lips, thinking.

Mai goes on.  “But…but even if that was magic, I don’t understand why I was wrong to use it?  I was only helping the flowers!”

“It’s not the fact that you were using magic.  It’s the fact that you, an unknown entity, were doing it on the palace grounds.”

She blinks.

The Crown Prince sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I will give you the benefit of the doubt that you’re not merely playing ignorant and explain.  There have been many assassination attempts made on the royal family in past years.  Therefore, we try to maintain tight security and monitor any suspicious activity on the palace grounds.”

“You thought I was an assassin…?”  Mai’s mouth falls open in horror.  Honestly, she barely knows anything about the royal family.  News trickled in to her rural village slowly, and even then, she’s never taken much interest before.  She’s certainly never heard about any attempted assassinations.

“You were snuck in, were you not?”

“Yes…but I didn’t think it was anything wrong!  My uncle said there was an opening…he offered me the job…”

“You didn’t go through the proper procedures.”  He taps his finger on the table.  “We have them for a reason.”

She gulps.  “I didn’t know…”

“You may be able to stumble into positions based only on family connections where you come from, but it doesn’t work like that here.  Do you understand?”

Mai trembles.  “…Please, forgive us.  My uncle only wanted to help.  My parents are both dead.  I had nowhere to go…”

The Crown Prince sighs again.  “He’s not really your uncle.”

“…What…?”

“He confessed to us, quite readily, that he only happened to live in the same residence as your uncle before he passed away, and that is how he received your letters.  You have no real relation to this man.”

Mai feels cold.  She’s been deceived.  Why didn’t she trust her own instincts?  She knew something felt off about the man.

So she is truly all alone in this world.  With nowhere to go, no one to turn to, hardly any money of her own to speak of.  No, besides that, would she even be able to leave this place?  Would they continue to imprison her, or even worse…?

Blinking back tears, Mai leans forward to make one last desperate plea.

“Please!  I was fooled!  I didn’t mean to do anything wrong!”

“No, it appears you didn’t,” the Crown Prince relents.  “You are, indeed, just a fool.  The ones in the wrong are your ‘uncle’ and our so-called palace guards.”  He sighs heavily.  “Honestly…this is why the kingdom is on the brink of ruin.”

“Then…?”  Can she dare to hope? 

“However.”  His eyes turn to her, cold as ice.  “Ignorance is no excuse.”

A chill runs down her back.

“Needless to say, you have lost the job.  Normally, we would require you to serve time as well.  But I am willing to overlook this, on one condition.”

“Wh-Which is…?”

A small smirk plays on his lips.  “You become my apprentice.”

“Your…what?”  The Crown Prince’s apprentice?  What does that mean?  Also, what is with that scheming look?  Where has her sweet prince gone?!

“After all, it would be irresponsible to allow you to roam free without learning how to control your abilities.”

“If you say so…”  But what does that have to do with her becoming his apprentice…?

And then she remembers.  What did her uncle say about the Crown Prince the other day?

“I heard…the Crown Prince is visiting a neighboring kingdom…” she mumbles numbly.

He looks briefly confused.  “Yes.  That would be my brother.”

His brother.  She didn’t even know the Crown Prince had a brother.

“So you are…?”

“The High Mage.”

Prompt 13: “A Deemo inspired fic w/ the twins! Highly recommend listening to the music.” Will also be on AO3 and FFN under the same name so you can follow for future updates ;)

Chapter 1 - Lonely Pianist

He was alone somewhere he had no knowledge of. There was nothing, as if he was on a blank page. Oddly enough, a few music sheets were lying at his feets. He bent to take one and as soon as he did, a wind rose from nowhere and the other pages flew high above him. Then, his surroundings were painted black and the wind stopped. Now glowing spheres slowly floated upward. With a puzzled expression, he looked at the music score he took earlier, he noticed he could read it, and concluded that if it was a dream, it should be a lucid one. He had no idea who he was nor where he was. To make things easier, he had nothing on him that would give any clue. He looked barely human, looking more like a character from some horror video game, with long thin black limbs. He wondered what his face was like… It was such a weird dream.

The scenery suddenly changed again soon after. The place looked ancient and was prettily lightened with sifted lights. A large piano was set up at the center. Music sheets that got carried out were falling back on a ground that he could now see. He gathered them before moving toward the piano. Since he was alone in here and couldn’t see a way out, he might as well play for a bit…

After a while playing, he lifted his head up from the piano’s keys and noticed a door at the side. Was it here before? Uncertain, he stood up and walked to the door. The room seemed to be a little office with stairs of books against the walls. The desk seemed heavy and the chair in front of it appeared quite comfortable. The room felt very familiar to him for some reason. It felt homely and yet he also felt a twinge in his heart. Maybe he would be able to learn something here…

He learned very few in his research, everything was so blurry. If he thought he was lucid a while ago, he wasn’t so sure now. A lot of pieces of paper were unreadable to him in this office. He would have to be patient to be able to connect the dots it seemed. It was weird his memory failed him as much. If he was in a dream as he supposed, shouldn’t he know his own identity at least? He felt like playing some more after that. The room was so silent, he needed to hear something. Besides, music always cleared the mind. Of that he was positive.

Fantasy au for the ghost Hunt weekend

Prompt: Naru lives in Gene’s shadow even after he’s gone.

Prompt: Fantasy AU’s

  The High Mage’s Apprentice (Snippet 2)

  One day, as Mai is tending to the flowers in the palace gardens, she notices that some of them aren’t doing very well.  By habit, she begins singing to them.  It’s a song she made up as a child, her own little charm to help plants grow.  Perhaps she is only imagining it, but the flowers seem to perk up a little.

When she finishes, she hears footsteps in the grass behind her.  “You there,” someone calls out.

Mai turns.

A dark-haired teenager approaches from across the lawn.  His clothes first catch her attention; he wears a long, dark blue velvet coat with delicate gold embroidery— like tendrils of lightning streaking across a midnight sky.  It is the most magnificent garment she’s ever seen, immediately conveying wealth and power, and it takes her breath away.

His face is no less beautiful; by far the most handsome young man she’s ever seen.  But at the same time, he looks somewhat familiar; has she seen him somewhere before?

Then, dread strikes her.  For she realizes he is glaring at her as if she’d just committed some horrible taboo.

“Don’t stand there like a dunce.  I asked you a question.”

“Wh-What?” Mai stammers, jolting back to reality.

“I said, what did you just do?”  His gaze pierces through her, scrutinizing.

“I was…tending the flowers?”

“You were singing something.”

“Y-Yes…it’s my special charm.  To help them grow.”

“Where did you learn it?”

Mai blinks at him.  “I didn’t…I came up with it myself.”

He stares at her, incredulous.

They stand in dumbfounded silence until a palace guard jogs over.  “Your Highness, is there a problem?”

The young man immediately turns on the guard, seething.  “Yes, there is a problem.  We have someone performing magic on the palace grounds.  Right under our noses.  How was this overlooked?”

“Sir, I don’t—”

“This girl.”  He grabs Mai by the wrist, wrenching her over.  “Who hired her?”

“Ow!” she squeals.  “Let go!”

The guard continues to stammer until he spots her uncle nearby, who is attempting to sneak away.  “You!  Do you know this girl?”

Her uncle throws her only a brief glance before looking away.  “…Never seen her before in my life.”

“What?!”  Mai gapes at him.  “Uncle, what are you talking about?  You invited me here!”

Her uncle snaps back, hissing, “Stupid girl!  What did I tell you about keeping your mouth shut?!”

“Uncle?!”

The young man looks between the two of them.  “…We’ll need to get to the bottom of this.”

And before she knows it, both Mai and her uncle are thrown in the dungeon.

Mai sits alone in a cold, dark cell while her uncle has been taken for questioning, wondering what in the world just happened.

Magic?  What was that young man talking about?  No one in her family knew magic, and she had certainly never been taught any.  How could her silly nonsense song land her in so much trouble?

And why did her uncle deny knowing her?  Did she really do something so horrible?  He is the only family she has left in the world, and yet he didn’t even try to defend her….

That young man’s appearance gnaws at her too.  She could swear she’s seen him before.  Perhaps not so up close; she’s sure she would remember someone that handsome…

Then she realizes.  She has seen him before.  Three years ago.

It all makes sense.  He is clearly in a position of authority here, despite his young age.  Then there is the quality of his clothing.  And hadn’t the guard called him ‘Your Highness’?

Buzzfeed Unsolved True Crime

“The Mysterious Death of Dr. Eugene Davis”

Aeternus.Flamma

000

  Prompt: ghost hunt but make it buzzfeed unsolved!AU (it can be with or without Gene being alive) i think that would be entertaining    Submitted by Anonymous

000

  [Intro music plays]

  RYAN: [Narration] Today on Buzzfeed Unsolved, we discuss the mysterious death of Dr. Eugene Davis. 

  SHANE: Eugene? 

  RYAN: Yeah, Eugene. 

  SHANE: I only know, like, one other Eugene. When was this? 

  RYAN: Like, recent. If you’d let me get through the intro… 

SHANE: Fine, fine. Go on. 

  RYAN: As I was saying, today we discuss the mysterious death of Dr. Eugene Davis, one of the most renowned mediums of our time. 

  SHANE: Medium. Right. 

  RYAN: Yes, medium. Dr. Davis, known as Gene to his family, has been called the perfect medium–no other person has thus far been able to so accurately communicate with other spirits. Not only could he channel on near demand, but he also showed, on numerous occasions, speaking fluently in languages he did not know. 

SHANE: Oh, sure. Like that can’t be faked. This bullshit has been literally faked for hundreds of years. Picking up a few lines in French isn’t exactly convincing. I’ve said it before. All psychics are bullshit.

  RYAN: Yeah, fine, maybe not. But how about entire conversations with loved ones in Russian? Or Arabic? Can–can you do that? 

  SHANE: Just cause–okay, well, you can learn languages. There are people out there who have learned dozens of languages over their life–

  RYAN: Did I mention he was sixteen?

  SHANE: …

  RYAN: Yeah, think about that a bit more. He’s seventeen and apparently he fluently speaks, uh, Japanese, Mandarin, Korean…  English, French, Spanish, Italian, Portugese, Russian, Arabic… Like, people have tried to disprove this kid and–

  SHANE: Wait you, said Dr. Eugene Davis. 

  RYAN: Yeah–

  SHANE: Doctor? 

  RYAN: We’ll get to that. 

  SHANE: Yeah. Okay. I call bullshit now. This is already ridiculous. 

  RYAN: It gets weirder. 

  SHANE: Of course it does. 

Prompt: Fantasy AU’s

The High Mage’s Apprentice (Snippet 1)

The story begins with Mai, a rural peasant girl, newly orphaned and forced to sell off her family farm to pay off debts.  With nowhere else to go, she writes to her uncle who lives in the capital city of the kingdom (though she’s never actually met him).  To her relief, he sends a reply: he says she can come live with him, and he even has a job lined up for her.  Apparently he works in the palace gardens, and there is another gardening position open there.

Upon learning this, Mai remembers the one time she has ever seen someone from the royal family.  Three years ago, when she was 13, the Crown Prince passed through her village.  She only saw him from afar, smiling and waving to the crowd from his carriage, but he still left an impression on her.  He had such a lovely smile.

It would be nice to see him again, she thinks, even if from a distance.

And so, she packs up and leaves for the capital city.  When she arrives and meets up with her uncle, he sneaks her into the palace grounds through a back gate.  She lives with him in a small shack, and Mai quickly realizes that she doesn’t really like her uncle.  He forces her to do all the chores in addition to her job, and gets annoyed whenever she asks anything about their family.  But she supposes this is the price she has to pay for being able to work in such an amazing place.

The gardens are vast and beautiful, and since she is used to caring for plants from working on the family farm, the work isn’t too challenging.  And she can gaze up at the palace whenever she wants, imagining the splendor inside.

“Does the prince ever come outside?” she asks her uncle.  “Do you think we might see him soon?”

Her uncle grumbles.  “Heard he’s out visiting a neighboring kingdom.  We won’t see him for weeks.”

“Oh…”  Mai is a bit disappointed.  But she can wait.

Once or twice, as she is working in the gardens, she feels a tingle on the back of her neck.  Like she is being watched.  But when she looks around, there is no one.  She only spots a tall stone tower overlooking the gardens, looking out of place on the grand palace grounds.

“Uncle, what’s that?”  She points at the tower.

Her uncle looks up briefly, before lowering his head again.  “The High Mage’s tower.”

“The High Mage?  Who’s that?”

“The greatest mage in the kingdom.”

“And he lives here?  Next to the palace?  Why?”

“To give guidance to the king, of course.”

“Hmm.”  He must be very wise, this mage, to have such an honor.  “What is he like?”

“That’s enough questions from you, girl,” her uncle growls.  “You’d best keep your head down and your mouth shut if you want to stay in this place.”

The sixth annual Ghost Hunt fanworks weekend!

Submit your works along with which prompt you chose to our submit page on @ghosthunthq

Hi!

To submit the work for the event you will use the submit option on our tumblr page. The submission box allows you to pick the type of post it will be (text/link/image) and shows that the information comes from your page.

Once we have the submission we will add it to the posting schedule for the weekend.

For what type of thing you are submitting you have a couple of different options.

You can, as you mentioned, post the story on AO3 and then submit the link and info on which prompt you are drawing from.

If you want to you can also submit the work itself via the submission box. Many folks do it this way. As the event can act as a sort of premier for the work and then they post it/reblog it other places once it is out.

If you are writing and your story is multi-chapter we recommend submitting each chapter individually as it helps to fill the weekend with more content for everyone to enjoy.

Because we try to schedule a time for all of the works to go out we don't reblog posts from other pages as part of this event. We do other events where folks post and tag us to participate but not for this one.

Historically, we tend to have enough conten to have a post an hour for the majority of the weekend. We hope for at least that again this year but that will of course depend on what all there is to share.

This is also why we ask folks to submit by Friday, the 9th if they are able so we can best make a schedule to ensure things aren't just clumpped together either all at the beginning or the end. ( If you are not done by then you are more than welcome to submit during the weekend still, or even after if needs be. In the end we just want to help you get your work out there)

Hope this helps and if you have any other questions feel free to reach out.