So there have been a couple of posts about Sportacus’s book… closet (that is not a shelf) and a few of them have some decent resolution and I just have to say that Sportacus’s reading selection is… pretty specific? We’re talking like picaresque novels, bildungsromans, themes about murder, revolution, revenge, and redemption, heroes fighting against insurmountable forces, disadvantaged young/youthful heroes being shunned by society and striving to get any kind of tiny moral victory, children being the center focus of very dark situations… Kudos to the people who put that kind of thought into what he’s reading but now I can’t ever look at Sport the same way. I don’t want to make too specific a statement about his reading list because I haven’t identified most of the books and read even fewer, but. Dude. DARK.
edit- I forgot a major theme to many of these books: SLAVERY. He even has a book (The Weeping Wood) about the history of rubber production and the exploited Indian slaves!
Are they trying to make enoch into one of /those/ guy characters. I just feel like they aged him up and made him attractive in that way so they could pull the “mysterious cold angsty but attractive guy” trope thing. Do you realize how many girls will lose their shit over that??? Like no??? He’s a chubby old but young looking angry baby?????? He’s not ur teen heartthrob hes a grumpy old man that hoards animal hearts tbh
“I’m Sirius Black and I hate school”? More like...
[During the most important exam of his young life so far] “Harry saw Sirius give James the thumbs up. Sirius was lounging in his chair at ease, tilting it back on two legs.” (OOTP 642)
[Two seconds after leaving an exam with his bros]“Did you like question ten, Moony?” (OOTP 643)
“Well, I thought that paper was a piece of cake,” he heard Sirius say. “I’ll be surprised if I don’t get Outstanding on it at least.” (OOTP 644)
“You might,” said Lupin darkly from behind his book. “We’ve still got Transfiguration, if you’re bored you could test me…Here.” He held out his book. Sirius snorted. “I don’t need to look at that rubbish, I know it all.”
ALL. HE KNEW A L L OF IT? HE KNEW IT ALL. HE WAS A KNOW IT ALL
Hey, can you do Jin smut when you found out that he has a oppa kink?
A/N: i’m sorry if this sucks, I tried my best. I hope you like it! / Since you did not give me many “limits” then I did a little rude c:
Jin and you had been dating for 2 years. The relationship was amazing. He was amazing. The sex was amazing too but…It had become kind of boring. He was too soft, what was good sometimes but you wanted something rough. You had never tried something new, something hot. But you needed it. You needed him, needed to feel him inside you; however you were too shy to ask anything like that.
“Come on, Jin” You begged as you planted soft kisses along his jawline, trying to distract him from his book. “I need you”
“Jagi… I always want you but at the moment I am reading. We can do this later” he whispered.
“No, I want to do it now. I’m needy, Jin” you whimpered.
“You can touch yourself” he smirked at you.
You groaned. Did he really prefer a book instead of you? You moved and started touching his naked chest as you pulled him closer to you and you felt his resistance. Your hands found his inner thigh and you squeezed harshly.
“Y/N, please, I’ve to sleep anyways” he said “I have practice tomorrow”
He put his book on the desk beside the bed and pecked your forehead. He turned around and turned off the lampshade.
“Please, Oppa” you whimpered as you hugged him from behind and ran your hands on his body. When the word “Oppa” escaped your mouth, he suddenly turned and got up, pushing you to lay on your back and placing himself between your legs.
“What did you call me?” he whispered, your body shivering under his warm breath.
“W-what?” You whispered, not knowing what was happening.
“Did you call me Oppa?” he said, his eyes full of… lust? Did he have an Oppa kink?
You just nodded and he attacked your lips. The kiss didn’t have anything of softness. It was rough, the way you wanted. He adjusted himself between your legs and started rubbing his clothed growing erection on your clothed pussy. He bit on your bottom lip and you moaned.
“Tell Oppa what you want, baby girl, and maybe I can give it to you” he groaned between heavy breaths.
“I want you” you said. He softly slapped your cheek and you gasped with the new mix of pleasure and pain. That was hot. “You aren’t gonna get anything from me if you don’t tell me in detail” he groaned.
“Please, Oppa, I want your dick” you begged as you felt your cheeks blushing. He smirked and got up. He took off all his clothes and you gasped when you saw his already hardened dick. “Come here, baby girl, suck Oppa’s dick” he said and you managed to obey.
“Do you like it rough? Is that what you have wanted?” he groaned and you just could nod. He grabbed your hair and you opened your mouth, licking his tip. His head fell back in pleasure. You slowly bobbed your head, your hands stroking everything you couldn’t fit, but it wasn’t enough to him. You managed to deep-throat him and gasped. “I like seeing you gag on my cock” he said and you felt yourself getting wetter. You could say he was about to cum when he suddenly pulled you off him.
“Strip” he said and you did quickly. “Lay and spread your legs”
You did as he said and he followed you, stopping between your legs. He leaned in, kissing and licking your inner thighs and everything but your pussy,
“Oppa…” you begged
“Please fuck me already” you whimpered and his eyes darkened.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard the entire neighborhood will know my name” he said and you gasped. He pumped himself a few times and pushed into you, not letting you adjust.
His thrusts were hard, the room being filled with your skins slapping against each other. That was what you wanted. “Do you like it? You like Oppa’s dick in your pussy?” he groaned.
“Fuck yess” you moaned. He stopped and put you on all fours, and quickly pushed into you again from behind. He leaned in and kissed your back while thrusting, one of his hands massaging and stimulating your nipple.
“I want to hear you screaming” he said and your moans became louder. He felt your walls clenching around his dick. “Come on, Y/N, cum for Oppa, cum with me” he said and you just needed to be told, because you came harder, a violent orgasm washing both you.
You were cuddling. His arms wrapped around you.
“What was that?” you whispered. He placed a soft kiss on your earlobe and smirked.
“I think I liked how you called me” he said playfully. “Now its my turn to ask. What was that? Why were you so needy?”
You blushed. “I… I just wanted to try something new. You are too soft Jin, and I love it, but sometimes I need something rough, you understand?” you said.
He suddenly pulled you on top of him, your pussy making contact with his semi-hard dick. He slapped your ass cheeks and you gasp.
“After that you still think I’m soft? I’ll have to try again” he said and kissed you.
Not a fuck customers story, just a funny story. I’m a reference assistant at the library and a patron called today asking for “fleece test books.” Figuring a fleece test was just a test I hadn’t heard of, since we proctor driving tests and other exams at the library, I searched the catalog. Upon not finding it there I searched Amazon. I checked again with him to make sure he’d said fleece test, and he agreed. Finally, I asked him how to spell it when nothing was coming up. “Police?” He asked, bewildered as to why I couldn’t spell such a simple word. “OH!” I said and quickly found several books that met his needs.
Tl;dr - I can’t hear well over the phone. Someone asked for “police tests,” but I misheard it as “fleece test.”