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If you're taking requests can I request a one shot with Dean and the reader which has a lots of smut and cream pie

Dean rolled over. The hinges of his old four poster bed creaked with his movement, such was it's age, but he had become accustomed to it's grunts and groans over the past 7 years. Tonight was the last night the bed would whisper it's begrudgement of Deans fidgeting. The final night at Hogwards School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The school that had nurtured him from a young boy to the man that lay in the bed tonight. The man that lay awake waiting for his room mates to fall asleep. Ron and Harry had passed out a long time ago. They had had their final Quiddich match that day so it hadn't taken long before their gentle snores had started to fill the silence. Neville however, had stayed up reading his new herbology book. It wasn't too long though before Neville extinguished his wandlight, leaving nothing but the dull moonlight filtering through the window, and fell asleep. With a final glance at each of their faces, to make sure they were all asleep, Dean pulled his West Ham covers back and and softly planted his feet on the ground. With a final creak from his bed, he stood up, slowly made his way across the room and out of the door, making sure to close it gently behind himself.

...

You wait in the common room. The flame of the ancient fireplace subtle but fierce as it flickers, illuminating the room with an orange glow. You anxiously finger the thread worn cloth of the sofa as its soft mass engulfs you in it's comfort. Waiting to hear his footsteps behind you. Waiting to finally get your hands on the tall slender man that you had admired for years now. Neither one of you had ever had the courage to make the first move, letting the tension between you build a build. Then, in your final Defence Against The Dark Arts class, a small piece of paper shaped like a butterfly had fluttered across the room and landed on your desk. You unfolded it and read the message inside.

We have waited too long. If not now, then when? Meet me in the common room tonight at midnight. I want to absolutely fucking rail you! From Dean Thomas

He was such a cutie. You had imagined the two of you doing it for years but now it was actually going to happen. You wrote back.

No. Lol jks, I want you to fill me with your load, big boy.

...

Dean looked down from atop the stairs at the beauty of the girl waiting for him. Her hair, so luscious. Her skin, the perfect complexion. He admired every inch of her body. Every part of herself that she saw as a flaw, he saw as unique beauty. And in just a few moments he was going to be balls deep in her.

...

"Hello, you", his deep, soothing voice feels warm as it flows through the room. You turn to look at him, a nervous giggle escaping you as you do. Your eyes connect with his. His dark beautiful eyes. You bite your lip as your eyes moved down his body, taking in the man stood infront of you. His already bare torso is rippled with muscles. The orange glow of the fire only accentuating the sculpted grooves of his body. You follow the groove of his abs, leading you down to the top of his grey sweat pants... and the bulge of what's hiding beneath them. You let out an involuntary moan as you admire its outline. You look back up to his face. He is smirking as he stares down at you. "Please?", you whimper. "Mmhmm" is all he replies. And it's all you need.

You drop to your knees and pull his sweat pants around his ankles, like a school boy having a piss. His large girthy schlong is released from within and it leaps in your direction, uppercutting you as it flies free and knocking you back onto your ass. You feel like you've taken a knockout punch from Mike Tyson but you gather yourself and raise back up to your knees. This thing is fucking enormous. You're scared to look into it's singular eye just in case it's a mother fucking basilisk. You'd need to know parcel tongue to tame this fucker. Your regular tongue will just have to do. "Dean Thomas!" You gasp. "Have you used engorgio?" "Not yet", he responds. Which is both terrifying and sexy all at once. "Right then, let's have at it", you say with a coy smile, right before you start to nosh on his knob.

He certainly is a big boy. You weren't wrong in your note. You're doing all the slurping and licking on his Gryffindor Sword that his heart could ever desire. You're so good that all he is ever going to see in the Mirror Of Erised from now on is you chowing down on his meat noodle. You can tell by his noises that he can't take much more. He wants to fuck you. He picks you and and literally lobs you across the room. So strong. You land on a different, old decrepit sofa. You instantly open your legs as wide as they can go, revealing your slippery wicket to him. "RAVISH ME", you calmly scream at him. He take a step towards you but trips on his sweat pants that are still tangled around his ankles. "Whoopsie", he says as he removes them and starts towards you again. The tip of his cock arrives at you 3 seconds before his body does. "I AM THE RAVISHER", he exclaims as he slams his rod up your chuff. "Jimminy Cricket", you say as you feel him inside you, massaging the inner cervix with his cock head. He reaches down and tears open your shirt, letting your boobs flop out from underneath. He takes your tit nipple in his mouth as he keeps pounding your labia, biting down hard, like a hungry rat munching up leftover food after the great feast. You love it. He's like a niffler on the search for gold, he can't get enough. His meaty magic wand is deep inside your clit now, rubbing all along your g spots, making you squirm. He's banging you proper. A big long deep banging. You can feel his ball bag slapping against your Knockturn Alley with each powerful thrust. You can feel them swelling as he is about to do cum.

"Cum all up inside my forbidden forest", you moan into his ear. He doesn't need to be told twice. "EXPELLIARMUS", he yelps, as a big sperms shoots from his junk deep inside you. You do an almighty fucking squirt in response as you also organism with some force. His monster load keeps shooting and shooting. It's so powerful that it launches you across the room, where you lay, panting and out of breath. "Cheers mate", he says as his spunking stops and he turns to walk back to his dorm. "Yeah, no worries, cheers mate", you respond as you turn and walk back to your dorm too.

Dobby, who was in the corner the whole time, wipes Deans spunk from himself, finishes his wank and goes back to the kitchen.

...

9 Months Later

A baby falls out of your minge and you live happily ever after.

You're welcome.

#Dean Thomas #Harry Potter #Smut #Fan Fiction #Wrong Dean?

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I heard my name...

So I know that October is usually spooky month or Kinktober, but I wanted to do something sillier. Would anyone be interested in writing the worst smut stories (full blown fics, drabbles, headcanons, imagines)? What do I mean by bad smut stories? I mean so bad it’s funny, like how published (often male) writers describe female anatomy and sex in such awful ways that it makes it sound like they’ve never had sex. Like this prime example:

Your job, if you choose to participate, would be to try to use some of the terrible descriptions listed below (or your own creative ones) and write the worst funny smut scenes. The more horrible the descriptions are, the better.

Lists to choose from/examples:

30 Times Male Authors Showed They Barely Know Anything About Women

How to spell out sexual moans badly

horrendous misunderstandings of men’s anatomy

Terrible synonyms for dicks

Anyone can write smut

You can start posting on October 1 all the way to October 31. Tag me @the-soot-sprite and use the hashtag #Silly Smutober to participate. I will organize them onto one Masterlist.

This is meant to be a nonsense writing exercise. Anyone would be free to join; it’s not fandom specific (looking at all you different fandoms I’ve found myself part of: Marvel, Cavillry, Choices, Otome). No pressure. Only laughs. Because we all know the fandoms can use a laugh. Hope you guys have fun too.

Tagging under the cut some writers I think might find this idea funny but no pressure to participate:

@ao719 @zaffrenotes @loveofafangirl @littlefreya @viking-raider @wolvesandhoundshowltogether @blavikennbutcher @angryschnauzer @luna-aestas @thelastsock @angryschnauzer @navybrat817 @sapphirescrolls @burnsoslow @captainsy-cookiemonster @oh-for-fic-sake @hlkwrites @nuggsmum @yespolkadotkitty

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Well it ain't looking good for my family!

Mine is “Deliverance.”

I feel good about 2021

[4point7]

Hey @4point7 assume that this is a fan mail. 💌

I have had this in my inbox for a while. I have taken my time over posting it because I didn't want to saturate everyones feed with my fan mail. I'm a hecking popular guy.

See below for a real picture of me and my fan mail.

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Hi 👋

OMFG! FAN MAIL!

Okay, okay, play it cool. Play it cool.

Act like you get this kinda shit all the time. Asks flood to you. You are an ask magnet. Here goes.

Too eager? I think that was too eager. OK try again.

Nope. I fucked it. Too far the other way. Let's give this one more go.

BOOM! Now we're talking. It oozes cool, charm, finesse. It's perfect.

[4point7]

I'll take 69 please

I have an announcement...

When Gabriella starts a relationship with dominant Nate Ward, she moves into his manor with him and his younger brother, Scott.

But Scott doesn’t agree with their lifestyle, and it isn’t long before he grows an unhealthy obsession with wanting to treat Gabriella like more than property.

She deserves more, so much more. She is perfect. She is everything he wants, and he is going to get her.

His Property is officially published as an original fiction!

The release date is 1st of June, but the paperback is available to pre-order NOW via my website - www.beewisdomauthor.com

It will also be available on Pre-order on Kindle very soon!

All pre-orders will be shipped on or around 1st June.

Book cover reveal coming soon!

The original version of this story comes with a bonus scene not found in the fan fiction

I just wanted to say a huge thank you to every single one of you. It’s your comments, feedback, love and support that gave me the confidence to ever do something like this in the first place. So thank you for giving me a belief in myself I never thought I’d have. 

Bee x

Tagging for signal boosts, if you don’t mind (But please don’t feel obliged)

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[4point7]

Same as every other girl then.

Happy Valentine's Day @4point7

If I was on like The Bachelorette or something and my choices were You, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki or Jeffrey Dean Morgan... I think you'd be in with a good chance of maybe making the final.

I love you, more than words will ever say (and I write a lot of those)

[4point7]

Sorry, I don't know who you are.

Happy Valentine's Day @4point7

If I was on like The Bachelorette or something and my choices were You, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki or Jeffrey Dean Morgan... I think you'd be in with a good chance of maybe making the final.

I love you, more than words will ever say (and I write a lot of those)

#but i will take what i can get #love you too

[4point7]

I am absolutely honored! 

#smut #pure filth

[4point7]

You leave Janice alone! She was out of practice and tried her best.

A short story by 4point7

Fuck.

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A short story by 4point7

Fuck.

[4point7]

I'd like to apologise to my fans as it's been a while since I have posted anything. I promise to upload a short story later tonight.

[4point7]

[4point7]

I drew a picture of you the other day. You didn't give a shit. 🤣

If we were dating I would draw so many pictures of you

Your face! 😍

Oh my god 🥺🥺🥺🥺 please do omg please I'd love that so much 😭

#Don't get me wrong #it was bad #but how do you know this person also isn't bad?

[4point7]

Time to roll this bad boy out again...

CRASH: A Deadpool Fiction

Written in response to @firefly-in-darkness​ ‘s Winter Writing Challenge.

Prompt: Unexpected visitor on Christmas Eve

Characters: Deadpool x Reader

Warnings: 18+ (Smut), Guns, Elton John, Unicorn, Corn Hole, Use of the word vociferated, guarenteed panty wetter.

Word Count: 2,462

You said your good nights and Merry Christmasses to your family in the corridor. The giddiness and glee of Christmas has never left you. You couldn’t help but feel excited knowing that in just a few hours you would all be together again celebrating your favourite day of the year in the wonderful city of Manhattan. You closed the hotel door behind you, took a couple of steps, raised your arms and flung yourself on to the luxury duvet. The bedding engulfed you in it’s thick, soft grasp. You let out a long, satisfied sigh as you gazed at the ceiling. The Christmas lights of the world outside were cascading through the window and illuminating the ceiling with splashes of beautiful colours. You could here the occasional sounds of passers by singing Christmas songs as they enjoyed the last hours of festivities on the eve of the big day. The butterflies in your stomach took flight as you reveled in the joy of the occasion and the anticipation of the day ahead.

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Tree

seductive lord of thunder

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Supernatural Spoiler 🚨

Last nights episode was the Finale.

#SPN #supernatural #spoilers #finale #winchester