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Ancano x reader

I went through five books, maybe even more. I couldn't find that spellbook. I looked more, then gasped quietly when I felt robed arms wrap around my waist and a head rest on my shoulder.

"Love...What are you searching for?" It was Ancano. I blushed darkly.

"I-I'm sorry...did you call me lov-" I opened my eyes and realized it was a dream. A weird one, at that. But also, Savos did want me to try a new potion for sleeping well. I stared at my sheets in curiosity. But got up anyway, ignoring the dream and blaming the potion. I got changed into my robes, throwing my College of Winterhold pajamas into a laundry bin. I brushed my hair and teeth, then went to class. I nibbled on a Poptart, then threw the wrapper in the trash. I realized class doesn't start in roughly 25 minutes, so I got up from sitting on the magica pool and went to the Arcanaem. I got flashes of my dream from stepping in. The fresh smell of new books and dusty books filled my lungs, making me smile. I was then stopped in my tracks when a very eager and desperate Onmund grabbed my shoulders, panting from running.

"Y/n....I...." He panted, "I need you to...find a book....called.... 'The Awakening....Soul...." I furrowed my brows.

"Um, why? Why are you panting and so...sweaty?" I asked, "Plus, why me? You have two arms." Onmund then saw a dark shadow approaching the Arcanaem, then turned pale quickly.

"Just do it!" He whispered and ran off downstairs, opposite of the figure. The figure turned around and went out.

"Um....that was...weird...." I said to myself. I went to Urag (Wait, did I spell that right?) and placed my fists on his desk. He noticed me and smiled a little.

"Hello, Y/n. What can this old Orc do for you?" He asked. Now, I know what you're thinking. Urag isn't that nice. But, Urag and I go way back. We're on some good terms.

"Hey, Urag. Do you have a book called, 'The Awakening Soul?'" The Orc thought for a second and turned around to search for said book in some cupboards and chests.

"Sorry, I don't." He answered. I sighed and nodded.

"Thanks, anyway." I went away from his desk, and went to a shelf full of books. I went through five books, maybe even more. I couldn't find that spellbook. I looked more, then gasped quietly when I felt robed arms wrap around my waist and a head rest on my shoulder.

"Love... What are you searching for?" It was Ancano. Just like my dream. What the heck? I suddenly opened my eyes. What...in the...Nirn....

"Okay,...just ignore it..." I got changed into my robes, throwing my College of Winterhold pajamas into a laundry bin. I brushed my hair and teeth, then went to class. I nibbled on a Poptart, then threw the wrapper in the trash. I realized class doesn't start in roughly 25 minutes, so I got up from sitting on the magica pool and went to the Arcanaem. I got flashes of my dream from stepping in. The fresh smell of new books and dusty books filled my lungs, making me smile. I was then stopped in my tracks when a very eager and desperate Onmund grabbed my shoulders, panting from running. Well, here we go again...

"Y/n....I...." He panted, "I need you to...find a book....called.... 'The Awakening....Soul...." I didn't make any sort of reaction. Just a blank stare.

"Someone's after you?" I asked, already knowing. Onmund then saw a dark shadow approuching the Arcanaem, then turned pale quickly.

"Just do it!" He whispered and ran off downstairs, opposite of the figure. The figure turned around and went out. I was now beyond confused. Didn't he hear me? I sighed and went to search some more. I saw Urag smile at plain air.

"Hello, Y/n. What can this old Orc do for you?" He asked.

"Um, Urag...I'm over here. I didn't say anything to you." I tried to say. The Orc thought for a second and turned around to search for said book in some cupboards and chests.