#and were completely suprised when i mentioned libraries had more than books

[wuwubean]

talking about libraries with people who know nothing about libraries turns me into this xkcd comic

[saturnsstufff]

Also! Firstly I just wanted to say that i really like your writing and slow pace in the Empress series! Its really poggers. Secondly if you're taking request: could you maybe write something where Phil helps Techno ask out (y/n)? I just think that Phil would be such a great wingman (pun maybe intended lmao). I really like the way you write your Empress series' setting and characters so maybe you could do some sort of royal au similar to it? Not cannon to the series of course. If not then the dsmp still works :D (sorry if i sent the ask twice! My internet's shit lol) ~🌻

Awh! Your all good!!🖤 and thank you!! one Prince Techno comin up! (Im so sorry i got this out late, and that its poor, I was stumped hard on this for what to put!

My darling- Technoblade

Warnings: none

Techno was a pretty well known and loved Prince. He was elegant, kind, gentle, sarcastic, funny, talented. He was just perfect. To Techno you were perfect. You were one of the servants sure, but he didn't mind that. You had the most gentle outset he had ever seen on someone. You could just walk into a room and somehow everyone was in love with you. 

Techno had feelings for you for a awfully long time however, no matter what he did he couldn't push himself to tell you. Far to afraid of what you would say to him in response. He rather sit suffering in silence as your friend, than risk loosing you completely.

You felt the same way. Techno was always so gentle with you. always asking if you were comfortable, if you felt safe, he would even make sure that you wouldn't be over worked. You couldn't count the nights that he read you to sleep in the library. Everyone found you two utterly adorable with your hesitance towards each other, they couldn't wait for the day one of you slipped up and confessed.

Phil on the other hand? Oh, oh he found this scenario hilarious. See Phil was often the one that helped get you two alone together. Ranging from distracting advisors, governors, consorts, you name it and Phil probably has diverted them at least once. Phil would go as far to joke that he was the one that had set you and Techno up originally. 

Although Phil found this whole situation hilarious, he did feel bad for his friend. Techno was a hard worker, he often put a lot of time into his country and his people. but, sadly techno would rarely take care of himself. Now Phil wasn't setting you up with techno so you would become his care taker. Rather he knew with you around, Techno would be more conscious of himself as to not worry you. like always, Phil was right too. 

It was a off day. Techno had himself rested in one of the lounge chairs that resided in the library. Lately his feelings had become painful to hold back. Even the voices started banding together, telling him he had to confess.

Phil had to return some books so when he walked into the library and saw techno, he wouldn't have said he was suprised. "What's on your mind now?" Phil mused. Placing the books back on there specific shelf. He earned a sigh and groan from Techno. "Its (y/n) isnt it" he mused. "Mate you should just tell her. Get it over with. You know she'll like you back"

"Phil I.. I can't- she's- shes just so perfect" Techno's heart melted at the thought of you. He rested the crook of his elbow over his eyes. "I.. i dont even know how or where to ask her.." Techno started sounded almost defeated. Phil couldn't bare to watch his friend mope about anymore. He knew somthing had to be done.

Phil didn't waist time on his new plan. He was determined to see you together by the end of the night. He found you outside hanging the laundry. When you saw Phil you smiled brightly.

"Hello Philza" you said, folding a sheet in your arms. Phil leaned on the post well he watched you. Amusement lacing his lips.

"Hello, (y/n) i was talking to Techno the other day. He mentioned you quite alot" you felt your cheeks heat up as you looked to him. Hearing that he talked about you made your heart beat faster.

"H-he was? W..what did he say?" You asked, now fully invested in him more than your work.

"Oh he was just rambling off, you know how he can be. However, he uh, did mention that you were quite beautiful. Smart, funny. You know all that fun stuff" he said casually. If your heart could have did a leap it would have. The idea of Techno call you beautiful was beyond you.

You moved closer to Phil, "w..was that all he said?.." you hoped there was more than he was telling you.

Phil pondered a moment and smiled. "Well he was curious if you would meet him at the stables for a date. You know, let him take you for a ride in the country side" you were speechless, but filled with utter excitement at the idea of a date with him. "Want me to tell him you'll be there?" You nodded fast.

"Please, ill take off early to meet him there even" you said with the widest smile. This warmed Phil's heart to see how in love you were with his best friend.

"Alright' ill tell him you'll be there" Phil said smiling. His plan falling into motion. Now he had to corral the stubborn bull named Technoblade.

"You should take (y/n) for a horseback ride" Phil said upon entering his friends office. Techno's brow furrowed, causing him to look up from his papers.

"Take her for a... why?" Techno said mid confusion. Phil shrugged casually.

"Well I was just talking to (y/n) and you know she had off-hand mentioned it that she really liked fhe horse rides with you." At this statement techno blinked a bit. He pressed his lips and thought breifly.

"Well i uh.. I mean if she wants to, i'll glady take her". Techno said. Moving his few papers asside. Looking at Phil. "When does she want to leave?"

Phil hummed and looked at the clock. Mentally assuming your work schedule. "What about four-ish? Get there early for her?

Techno nodded. "Dosnt she work until five?" Techno knew your schedule mostly because he was the one that would meet you after it for casual walks.

"Normally. But she said she would take it off early to go with you" Phil wanted to keep semi to the truth. But he knew as soon as you two were alone talking, it would be over. The two of you would quickly discover that Phil was behind this.

When you waked up to the stables you smiled happily. Waiting with a horse in hand was Techno. He gave you a kind smile. Happy to see you in such a joyful mood.

"Ready to go?" He asked gently. You nodded fast, excited to spend the evening with him. He offered his hand to you. When you took it he gently pulled you close. Lifting you up onto his horse. After you were situated on the sattle he climbed on behind you. Wrapping his arm around your waist securely, wanting to assure you wouldn't fall off eather way.

You relaxed into him like you always did. Content with his company. With the nudge of his heel's you both were off on your way.

Well you two toured the country side casually. You decided to thank him for the date. Seeing as you felt it was the beginning of somthing great. "Thank you for taking me on this date Techno... It really means alot to me..." you herd techno give a 'heh?'.

"Princess I adore your company. But what on earth are you talking about?" This was your turn to be confused. You looked up at him to see if he was joking.

"Phil said you wanted to take me on a date..." your eyes grew saddened. "W...was this a lie?..." Techno's heart weighed heavier at the sight of your sad eyes.

Techno felt like he hit a wall. Does he explain he wants to take you for a date more than anything? Or keep quiet. After seeing your eyes, he knew he couldn't break your heart more.

"I... I do want to take you for a date... I've wanted a date with you more than you realize... However, I didnt ask you... Im assuming Phil actually set us up..." he said, looking away a light red. You gave a soft gentle smile.

"Hey..." you tilted his head to look down at you. "Even if he set us up... I'm glad he did" Techno looked down into your eyes. His going gentle.

"You are?..." you nodded gently. Giving a gentle kiss to his cheek.

"I got a date out of it with you"

[btshogwartsfics]

hi im the one who sent the first impressions one. i meant the reader's impression of them and individually. also, i would like to see if the reader's impressions were right or wrong! thanks Kate 💜🥰

no problem! thanks for suggesting and i’m sorry for the delay! since you asked for all of them, i made them rather friendship-y generalized. however, what happens after is, of course, entirely up to your imagination! hope you enjoy! this was really fun!! 💕

also: since i’m doing seven different first impressions, they may be rather brief as i don’t want them to get too long since i can’t currently use the “read more” feature!

~peep the mention of this hc request during namjoon’s part if you’re confused!

jin

he had a sort of fanclub.

it was weird. the younger years seemed to just follow him around. wherever he went, you could spot someone else right behind him.

he didn’t seem to know them either. he had his own group of friends, but the students trailing him only seemed to leave once he asked them to.

and every time his ears would flush a deep red.

while you’re sure he was a nice enough guy— (seriously try to name one genuinely mean hufflepuff?) —you’d made up your mind to just stay clear of him.

you didn’t want to get caught up in the paparazzi.

though, it seems fate had other ideas.

after being asked by your transfig professor to re-organize the attic, you ended up spending a rather large amount of time with him.

you found that you were absolutely right— he is really kind and polite. however, much to your chagrin, he also told some really bad puns.

yet they always seemed to pull a laugh out of you.

maybe he wasn’t so bad.

yoongi

you thought he seemed pretty intimidating.

it’s not anything he did, really. or said for that matter. he was just eerily quiet.

you can count on one hand the amount of times you’ve heard him speak.

eventually, you concluded that he probably just wanted to be left alone. and you couldn’t exactly blame him for that.

it wasn’t until you began to hang out with jin that you started to really see him.

he was sweet. soft. sarcastic as hell.

while you were correct in assuming that he liked his solitude, you found that he really enjoyed having his friends around, too.

even if he sometimes tried to hide it, he could never really get rid of the grin that curled at his lips whenever they were together.

you caught yourself wishing you could see it more often.

you suppose you’d just have to stick around.

hobi

he was... loud.

not that there’s anything wrong with that, it’s just that, for whatever reason, you only seemed to catch him in the mornings.

the room could be dead silent or ringing in your ears, but you’d still be able to hear his voice above the crowd.

he also possessed an ungodly amount of energy.

you had no idea where he got it from, but he never seemed to run out. ever.

which was why it was so strange for you to catch him in the library.

you honestly thought he would’ve been banned from that place.

you’d been on your way out, rounding the corner of a bookshelf, when you ran straight into him.

thankfully, he was able to catch your books before they fell and made a load of noise, but then he smiled at you. small and soft.

and with a whispered, “are you alright?” a “so sorry about that,” and a parting, “excuse me” he was gone.

you couldn’t stop thinking about the gentle concern on his face and the soft velvet of his voice for the rest of the day.

namjoon

you assumed he was a pure blood.

shortly after bumping into him during midterms, you started to see a lot more of him around.

quickly, you discovered that he was at the top of all of his classes. damn near perfect scores all across the board.

he also ran a tutoring business.

it was mainly for the younger years, but even kids older than him could be found sitting with him in the library, nodding along as he explains the subject to them.

you were, admittedly, quite impressed.

“surely”, you told your roommate, “he’d been born into a wizarding household. he’s a natural! or at least if he wasn’t you’d never know it.”

they shook their head in agreement. “you’d think so, wouldn’t you?”

you frowned. they continued. “suprising, then, that’s he’s actually a muggleborn.”

what?

jimin

he was arrogant, you were sure.

okay so, no, you suppose you don’t know him —but you’re positive! you see it in the way he carries himself.

like he’s the most important person in the room. or in the way he smirks when he’s made his point. or the way he plays quidditch.

he basks in the praise and adoration of the crowd.

attempts flips and tricks that you know are completely unnecessary. he just loves to show off. if he can’t be the flashiest one on the pitch, he’s not happy.

point is, you have no shortage of evidence.

at least, you thought you didn’t.

but then, because the universe loves to prove you wrong, you catch him with a first year.

the first year, a young blond haired boy with eyes full of naïveté and cheeks still round, had been crying. you could even still hear his little sniffles. but then you heard his voice and you couldn’t quite believe your ears.

“we all get down on ourselves sometimes.. yes, even me. but you just gotta believe you can do it. and then one day you will.”

huh.

guess you were wrong.

taehyung

quite frankly... you thought the dude was nuts.

in your defense, it almost seemed as if taehyung tried to actively prove this.

consistently.

the few times you’d actually been in conversation with him, his mind seemed to be split off in a million different directions. like his train of thought had been permanently derailed.

and you were fairly content to leave it at that. but again, someone up there truly seemed to have it out for you.

you’d met him in the astronomy tower of course you did. the stars were out and shining and the moon was bright and full. you hadn’t expected him to be there.

but there he was. smile boxy and mischievous, eyes alight with wonder and curiosity.

he spoke a mile a minute and you’re not sure you were able to gather just about anything he said.

but you realized that night that sometimes a certain beauty comes with madness.

sometimes it’s pretty cool.

jungkook

you didn’t think that jeon jungkook had one. single. flaw.

really, it wasn’t fair.

he was top of his class, total quidditch star, lead in the frog choir AND he seemed to be hogwarts’ biggest stud.

practically the entire student body was head over heels for slytherin’s golden boy (no pun intended).

the professors adored him, doted on him like their own child, the guy was on everybody’s good side. how do you even do that?

you were ready to admit that, perhaps, perfection had found a human form... but then you’d caught him studying.

you’d merely been passing by, taking advantage of your free period, when you’d heard him practicing an incantation in an empty classroom.

he groaned, struggling to conjure up the desired effect. even after several minutes he remained unsuccessful and you thought he’d try again. until suddenly the door handle shook. he exited.

his eyes found yours and in that instant, he realized he’d be caught. and with a sad, blink-and-you’ll-miss-it, downward tilt of his lips he left.

you watched him walk away, stunned completely into silence.

[bobbysbath-blog]

- > HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

You just woke up from a noise that came from the Hallway of the Bunker. You didn't hear it at first because it was still quiet, then you slowly woke up from another noise, but told yourself to just go back to sleep – it had to be Sam or Dean getting a Midnight Beer or Snack. They would usually do that at 3 am. You looked at your Alarm Clock and noticed it was already 5:34. They've never been up this late.

So you got out of Bed, got your slippers – that kept you warm at cold days, and got the Cardigan that was hanging over the Chair that was in the corner of your room.

You walked towards your Door and openend it as you turned around the Doorknob. The Hallway was much colder than your Room was. It was like walking outside.

You held the Cardigan closer to your Body as you made your way towards the big Library, hoping a Book was just falling out of a Shelf or something. Sam and Dean told you about many Ghost Stories that happened in the Bunker, but so far you were lucky to not have encountered one in your 2 years being here, and you definitely wanted to keep it that way.

You turned around the Corner that led to the Library and were ready to get attacked by a Ghost – or any kind of Creature really, but you just found Sam sitting in one of the two Armchairs.

You wondered why he was up – well, he had a Book in his Hands and didn't even noticed you coming in, so he was obviously busy with something.

You didn't want to scare him, so you slowly walked towards him and gently fake coughed, so he could notice that you were there.

„ Oh hey, did I wake you?“ He said first as you made your way to the other Armchair that was next to it.

„ Yes you did, but it's alright. What are you doing?“ You asked him, as he gave you a weak  smile. You saw that he was really tired.

„ Just got this case. I don't know what to do about it, nor how to start. Dean's already sleeping and I don't know where Cas is“ He answered you as he looked through the Books and the Laptop that he had on his Lap.

„ Sam, you need sleep. You can do that at Daytime, but not when you need to sleep.“ You reassured him. He always worked so hard, Day and Night, it was breaking him emotionally but he kept going, because he wants to save other people more than himself.

„ Thousands of People can die. A whole town can die. I need to do this“ He said again.

„ Okay, then tell me. What is it about? This case.“ you asked him as you stood up and made your way over to the Shelf that had a Bowl of Whiskey. You needed that if you were gonna help him all night now. You were up already, might as well. You could also use the time to just look at his Beard some more. Thankfully he didn't shave it, since he promised you to go as a Serial Killing Jesus with you. You hated Couple Costumes – well, you weren't even a Couple, but it was something like that. You saw it online and figured it was a fun idea, and since it took you almost a full Week to convince him to grow out his Beard, you might as well enjoy it while you can.

You decided to go as a Serial Killing Magdalena, not that you had any idea who she really was, but whenever there was a Jesus Movie, she was always with him.

Dean decided to just go as a big Beer Can and take that as an excuse to drink the whole night long.

„ It's Blood Sacrifieses of some sort. And the final Day should be on October 31st. So tomorrow. It's a Witch summoning a Demon. And not just any Demon. Samhain. He's the origin of Halloween. The Celts believed that October 31st was the one night of the Year when the Veil was thinnest between the living and the dead. That's why so many People have Costumes. To hide from Samhain. They were scared of him. And the Faces in the Pumpkins are from the ones who worshipped him. Centuries ago he was excorsiced. And now there's a Witch who wants to have him back. This Ritual can only be performed every 600 years. And that is tomorrow like I said. If he get's summoned, he can get a whole army of the Dead. I'm talking Ghosts and actual Zombies. Everything we fight, will be all in one place.“

He said with a very serious face and voice, well it was very serious.

„ There goes my peaceful night“ You said as you sat back down on the Armchair with your Whiskey in the Right Hand.

„ Okay, and what do you think we can do about it? Track down the Witch and stop her from it? Do you even know who it might be? Where it all happens?“

„ That's why I am here. I got a big pile of nothing. There must be something“ He said as he went back to look at the Books.

„ Okay -“ You started as you put down the Whiskey on the Table that was next to the Armchairs, and got the Laptop that Sam weirdly enough didn't touch yet.

„ Then let's find this bitch. I meant Witch, sorry“ You giggled a bit. You were completely tired, you had no idea what you were talking about anymore. Then again you didn't really want to question what you were talking about, when it's normal to have conversations about Witches now.

„ No no, you should sleep. I shouldn't wake you in the first place“

„ Yeah, I also need to go to the Dentist and I don't but still live“ You answered back as you sat on the Chair to look up some strange stuff that may happened in the last couple of Days or Weeks.

„ I found a Woman mentioning her Husband had Razor Blades in his Throat“ Sam said as he reached for your Whiskey Glass. You always shared your drinks with him, it was some sort of habit, you're suprised you didn't have herpes yet.

„ Yeah that's totally normal. Who is it?“ You asked him.

„ They're only a Town far, wanna go?“ Sam asked you as he closed his Laptop and made his way over to the Kitchen, as he took your Whiskey Glas with him. He'd probably put it in the Dishwasher.

„ Dude, it's 3 am. Wake me up when it's 10 and then I'll help you. Goodnight“ You said as you closed your Laptop as well and started walking back to your Room.

„ I really need to shave my beard“ Sam said all of a sudden as you were walking down the Hallways. This caught you off guard. Why would he shave it? You always told him how good he looks with it.

„ What? Why?“ You stopped in the middle of the walk and put your hands on his Chest to stop him from walking too. „ You are not shaving your beard!“

Sam chuckled slightly and looked to the right. He wasn't good with compliments, you knew that, but you also knew that he loved getting them, because you were kinda the only one who did it.

„ I don't know. Dean said it looks off, so Im gonna do that quickly before we go to sleep“ He said as he made his way to the Bathroom that was at the end of the Hallway.

„ Sam … you are not gonna shave your fucking beard!“ You yelled after him. You wanted to run after him, but you were also too tired to care. He wouldn't do it anyway. So you went back to sleep again.

The next morning as you woke up, Sam and Dean stood in the Kitchen, making some Toast and Coffee like every morning, just that something was missing. Sam's Beard. He actually shaved it off, right on Halloween.

„ You fucking-“

„ Yeah, Good Morning to you too“

„ Why'd you do it?“ You said angrily. You were actually angry. You didn't understand why he was listening to Dean.

„ And you shut the fuck up or I'll put you on the case alone, so you get killed by Zombies“ You said into Dean's direction who just giggled as he sipped his Coffee.

„ I – it's not good for a FBI meeting okay?“ Sam said as he took a bite off his Toast.

You sighed and ran out of the Kitchen to get dressed into your typical work clothes. You couldn't bother with that now, you had a case to solve, and you promised Sam to help. Beard or not.

As you got home to the Bunker after the case, you walked up to your Room to get the Package you ordered online right before the Case. You ordered it on demand so that it would arrive within 4 hours.

„ I'm gonna be back in a bit, you can already get dressed“ You told Sam and Dean.

The case turned out to be fake. It was just about a Girl wanting to play Badass and Witch who told anyone she was the chosen one to summon Samhain. She was also a bit mentally ill, so now she's being taken care of. Giving Sam, Dean and you enough time to get dressed and throw a small Costume Party in the Bunker.

You got the Package out of your Room and walked to the Living Room 10 minutes later, just to find Sam and Dean dressed up as Jesus and the BeerCan, Dean said he would get dressed as.

„ What took you so long? Youre not even dressed“ Dean said as he turned around and saw you with the Package. „ And what's that? Are you gonna make me say a Brad Pitt line again?“ You rolled your eyes and turned to Sam.

„ I got this -“ You opened the Box and showed what was inside. „ For you.“

Sam looked at you with big eyes and a sceptical smile.

„ Nope. No. I am not getting that on my face“ He said immediately as he saw the Fake Beard you had for him.

„ Oh please, you had it on your face before. Now stop being a kid and let me help you. What's Jesus without his Beard?“ You said as you got the Beard out of the Package, along with the glue.

„ Yeah that was my real hair. This is not really classy“ Sam tried to protest and walk away.

„ Okay, be a baby about it. Why do you think people like Jacob more than whiny Edward? Because he has fucking Hairs on his body and doesn't shine like a drama queen!-“ You had no idea why you were quoting Twilight now. „ Why do you think Jesus is so popular? Because of his good actions? Grow up. It's always the beard“ You weren't even that angry, you just didn't understand why he was so against it. It was Halloween it's normal.

„ Fine. I get dressed now.“ You said as you walked out of the Library, back to your Room.

You weren't gonna let this go. So you got the beard, got the glue – which was gonna be on his skin for 2 days straight, and made your way back to Sam.

He was standing there, completely annoyed and wondering why you still weren't dressed, but you just walked straight ahead of him and attacked him with the Beard. It wasn't really neat but he couldn't get it off of him anymore, so now it was stuck there.

„ So, how about we finally start the Party?“ You said with a grin. Sam looked anything but happy. „ You are unbelievable“ He said as he walked over to the Mirror to look at himself.

„ You might wanna get it right, otherwise you look like a bad 90's Jesus Porn Guy“ Dean added.

„ Yeah, I think so too“ You said and smiled even more. Sam turned around to look at you with a real annoyed face. „ When this thing goes off, I am gonna get you back for that one“

You really couldn't stop smiling anymore, because now you got what you wanted and could just enjoy Halloween Evening with the Guys.

„ Okay, big guy. I'm gonna get my Costume now“