Call Me Out: Library AU Edition~
Based off this post here, pick an idea to start a prompt and yell a muse name at me to start off with!


- i found you asleep in the stacks. we’re closed. please go home.
- i’m too short to reach the top shelf and too stubborn to get a stool. you watched me take a running leap for it before you offered to grab the book for me
- you reserved the book i wanted to check out first and i hate you for it
- no, i cannot help you find your textbook if you don’t know what it’s called. “it has a blue cover” doesn’t help
- you have rented and returned the entire buffy the vampire series [or some other series] in the span of 8 days. are you okay.
- you said that Shakespeare was dumb while checking out fight club and i am ready to Fight You
- you saw me dancing to my ipod while re-shelving books. please don’t judge me. or tell my boss.
- I’m always pulling books you reserved so I’ve started leaving little notes in them for you.
- WHY DID YOU ANNOTATE A LIBRARY BOOK IN PEN.
- someone left a comment card in the suggestions box that says “the reference librarian is super cute” and now all of the reference librarians are arguing over who it’s for
- i walked in on you and your boyfriend making out in the upper level and now [insert subject here] is ruined for me forever
- your study group ordered pizza to the library and you let me have some
- you brought your drunk friend to the library and then left them passed out in the play section. why would you do this.
- you keep watching baby animal videos on youtube without headphones on and i should yell all you but they’re really cute baby animals
- i found you asleep in the stacks. we’re closed. please go home.
Fenris~ <3
[Aoba himself had taken up this job soon after his arrival, if only to help make ends meet between running about as a courier.
[In this library, he'd seen a peculiar elf coming in of late. One with a grumpy sort of countenance that made him wonder why he would seem in such a low mood. For a man, he was... attractive, in all honesty, but there was no way that he could tell him so. It was something that he'd keep silent on.
[What a superficial response. Quietly clicking his tongue, Aoba made his rounds again, putting away and organizing errant books. He hoped he'd come again. This time... maybe this time he could say more than just hello?]
=3
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