june shannon

Warning: The following is not fitblr related


So I’m sure most of you have seen that the oldest Duggar boy (married with almost four children whose wife married him knowing he did all of this) is apparently a child molester. Except people around the internet seem pretty content with saying “well he was just a teenage boy with hormones running amok” or “he was just a child himself” or “god forgave him” and I think that shit is fucked up. It also brings attention to TLC’s business ethic. June Shannon, or “mama june” from here comes honey boo boo had her show cancelled because she associated with a child molester, who was never featured on the show. The SECOND tlc caught wind of this the show was pulled. 19 kids and counting features an actual child molester as one of the main characters, and TLC ran a marathon of it today. It really tells you something about how they run their channel. 


Update: I, who have never used my twitter at all ever, tweeted this to june and she responded o.o 

I’m not saying she deserves to keep her show either, there is no excuse for her to expose her children to a child molester, one that is said to have molested her own daughter, but the duggars have proven time and time again that they’re bigots, homophobic, racists, animal abusers, and now one is a child molester and the family seems to have known about it the whole time. That’s fucked up. 

Would You Like That, ‘Girlfriend’?

Summary: Cas decides to be your fake boyfriend so that a bartender will finally leave you alone.

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 2200

Warnings: smutty-ish, public dry humping???? (idek lol), language, Cas says the word “fuck” a lot (idk its a head canon of mine that Cas drops the F-bomb a lot when he’s turned on)

A/N: this is for @marksheppardischarming‘s June writing challenge! My prompt was “fake dating” :-)

Tags: @divinitycas @miss-spnm0mma @not-so-natural-spn @bkwrm523 @netflixandcastiellll @phantomangelgoddess

You, Sam, Dean and Cas had just arrived back at the bunker from a hunt a state over, and although it was a successful one, it was long and tiring. You couldn’t wait to snuggle into your PJ’s and watch some Netflix.

“You guys wanna go to Mel’s?” Dean suddenly asked, right as you were going to make your way to your room.

You audibly groaned. Mel’s was the only bar near the bunker and the bartender, Rick, was always hitting on you.

“Dean, it’s almost midnight. Plus, I don’t wanna go to some greasy bar where the bartender won’t leave me alone.” You said, irritated.

“Aw, come on Y/N. Rick’s not that bad.” Sam chimed in from his seat at the kitchen table. Castiel stood awkwardly next to him, observing the situation.

“You’re only saying that because Rick’s never hit on you.” You responded, crossing your arms in annoyance.

“Hey, I’ve got an idea. Just pretend Cas is your boyfriend, and I’m sure he’ll lay off,” Dean suddenly said, an evil smirk on his face.

A hot wave of embarrassment immediately shot through you, and you could feel your face turning a bright pink. That son of a bitch did that on purpose; the boys always knew you were pining for Castiel and were always teasing you about it.

Cas also visibly stiffened at Dean’s idea and nervously rubbed the back of his neck. You, however, didn’t see it because you were too embarrassed to even look in his direction.

“What? No-no, that’s-” you stuttered out, but Cas timidly interrupted.

“I would do it,” he said quietly.

Your eyes nearly bugged out of your head. Cas would actually pretend to be your boyfriend?

“You would?” You asked in shock.

“Of course. If this ‘Rick’ is truly bothering you, I see no problem with pretending to be your boyfriend if it means he’ll leave you alone,” he stated simply. He was nervously fidgeting with the ends of his trenchcoat.

You looked down at your shoes and blushed. “Ok yeah, thanks Cas. Lemme just go get changed real quick,” you said, rushing out of the room before you could hear a response.

Ten minutes later, you walked back into the living room wearing a low cut black shirt with tight jean shorts and black heels. You always felt confident in black, and confidence was definitely something you were going to need tonight.

“Ok boys, you ready?” You asked the three of them.

Sam and Dean nodded their heads in response and stood up, making their way out the door. Cas, on the other hand, walked over to you and held his arm out for you to take.

“You look beautiful, ‘girlfriend’”, he said as he gave you a small, shy smile.

You grinned wide and blushed as you took his arm and let him lead you to the Impala. “Why thank you, ‘boyfriend.’”

The ride was filled with Sam and Dean singing along to “Night Moves” while you and Cas sat silently in the backseat.

“So Cas,” you turned towards him and decided to break the awkward silence. “When we go in there, I’ll probably hold your hand, maybe kiss you on the cheek if that’s ok? Just couple-y stuff, you know. But if you get uncomfortable with anything just let me know, ok?” You figured it was a good idea to let him know ahead of time so there wouldn’t be any surprises.

“Of course. I’m fine with whatever you feel comfortable doing.” He smiled at you.

Two minutes later, you all arrived at Mel’s and got out of the Impala. You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for whatever awkwardness was going to ensue in there.

Cas appeared beside you, and you interlocked your fingers with his, making his face turn a light shade of pink. “You ready, Cas?”

He nodded his head in response, and held open the door for you with his free hand.

“Thank you, boyfriend.” You smiled wide at him.

“You’re welcome, girlfriend.” He said, mirroring your smile.

Dean rolled his eyes while Sam smiled in amusement. “You two are adorable already!” Sam teased as you all took a seat at the bar.

“Ha ha very funny,” you responded as you sat next to Cas.

Immediately, Rick spotted you and began making his way over.

“Oh lord, here we go. He’s coming now,” you whispered in Cas’ ear.

“Heeeyyy Y/N, how’s my baby girl doin’?” He said with his thick southern accent. He gave you a toothy smile, revealing his crooked, yellow teeth. You shivered.

“I’m fine, Rick. Just here for a beer with the boys and my boyfriend, here” you smiled at Cas and nudged his shoulder. He turned to you and smiled, placing his hand on top of yours on the counter.

Rick looked shocked as he scratched the top of his head. “Boyfriend? This guy, right here? You sure?”

You clenched your jaw in annoyance, and Cas did the same, subconsciously tightening his grip on your hand.

“Yeah Rick. This guy, right here, is my boyfriend.” You said, irritated.

“I don’t believe you.”

You raised your eyebrows in surprise. “Ok well, I don’t know what else to tell you. He’s my boyfriend and we’ve been dating for almost a month now.”

“Then kiss him.” Rick challenged.

You blinked. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. If he’s really your boyfriend and all that, then why don’t y'all kiss?” He smirked.

“I don’t need to prove anything to you, Rick.” You said calmly. You were totally freaking out in the inside, however. You couldn’t even look in Cas’ direction because of how mortified you were. He would never be ok with kissing you, you’re not even dating! you thought in a panic.

“I knew it. I knew you two weren’t dating. Why did you lie to me, baby girl? You just need to give me a chance,” he tried to smooth talk as he leaned towards you.

“Oh my god, that’s enough!” You said loudly. If kissing Cas is what you needed to do to get this asshole to leave you alone once and for all, then you were gonna have to get a grip and do it.

You quickly turned your chair towards Cas and saw that he was already staring at you with wide eyes. You placed your hands on either side of his face and slammed your lips against his. He was shocked and unresponsive at first, and you were about to pull away, totally mortified at what you had done. But before you could, he began returning the kiss with an intensity, making you give a quiet moan from both surprise and pleasure. He wrapped a hand around your waist in an attempt to bring you closer. Unfortunately, the sounds of cheering coming from Sam and Dean brought you out of your trance, and you and Cas reluctantly pulled away from each other.

“Uh, wow. I guess y'all are dating.” Rick said, both surprised and looking very annoyed at what just unfolded in front of him.

You and Cas were staring at each other in shock, and you almost missed what Rick had said completely. You shook yourself out of your trance and looked up at the angry bartender. “That’s right. We are. So if you could please leave me alone from now on, that would be great,” you said with authority.

“Fucking bitch,” he said quietly as he walked away.

The comment was not lost on Cas, however, and he immediately sprung into action, standing from his chair and grabbing an unsuspecting Rick by the front of his shirt.

“What did you just call her?” He demanded. His eyes were practically glowing; he was furious.

“I didn’t say anything! I didn’t, I swear!” Rick shouted out in a panic.

“Oh, but you did. Do you think you can talk to my girlfriend like that?” Cas growled out.

Rick rapidly shook his head ‘no’ in response.

“That’s right. Now apologize before I kill you where you stand.” He demanded.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Rick cried out.

“Good. Never even look in her direction again, or you’ll have to deal with me.” Cas said lowly, and shoved Rick backwards, making him slip and fall onto the ground behind the bar.

Suddenly, Cas looked to you, and his eyes softened a bit. “Let’s go” he said, holding his hand out to you. You gladly took it, and he interlocked your fingers together, making you smile to yourself. You turned around and gave a small wave to the boys, who waved back with a look of shock on their faces at what had just happened.

You and Cas walked hand in hand until you made it outside the bar, where Cas let go and ran a hand over his face.

Oh no.

“What’s wrong?” You asked quietly.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I made a scene in there and I’m sure I embarrassed you. That was not part of the plan and I’m truly sorry,” he looked over at you with his puppy dog eyes.

You smiled wide at his response. “You’re sorry for sticking up for me? Cas, do not be sorry. I really need to be thanking you. Now he’ll finally leave me alone,” you said, slowly walking towards him.

“You mean you’re not mad?” He looked at you, confused.

“Of course I’m not mad. Can I tell you a little secret?” You said lowly.

“Of course”

“I thought what you did in there was pretty sexy, actually,” you looked up at him and saw him raise his eyebrows in surprise. “In fact, it kinda turned me on.” You had no idea where this confidence was coming from—maybe it was the kiss, maybe it was Cas standing up for you—who knows, but you were thankful for whatever it was.

Cas’ eyes darkened at your words, and he slowly began walking you backwards until your back hit the wall. “Did it, now?” Cas said, his voice already an octave lower.

You gulped and nodded, your confidence slightly wavering now that he was this close to you, and god, did he always smell this good?

“Can I tell you a little secret, Y/N?”

“Yeah” you breathed out.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about fucking you ever since you kissed me in there,” he whispered, nosing your cheek.

“Holy shit, Cas” you gasped.

“Would you like that?” He asked quietly.

“God, yeah” you responded quickly, feeling your panties dampen.  

Immediately his lips were on yours and you wrapped your arms around his neck, eager to get as close as possible. Cas then placed his hands on your waist and brought you flush against him so that you could feel his erection through his pants, making you moan. You felt Cas’ tongue lick your bottom lip, and you eagerly opened your mouth for him, letting him explore.  

Suddenly, Cas grabbed your left thigh and lifted your leg up around his waist, and he immediately began rubbing his erection onto your clothed pussy, making your head fall back against the wall as you moaned out.

“I would take you back to the bunker and fuck you properly, but I don’t think I can wait,” Cas groaned out.

“It’s ok, me neither,” you panted out as he continued rutting against you at a quicker pace.

Cas began kissing and sucking down your neck, and you dug your nails into his shoulders, the feeling overwhelming with his throbbing cock rubbing against you with an intense fervor. You bucked your hips against him with each thrust, adding to the pleasure. Cas gave a guttural groan and suddenly the familiar warm feeling began creeping into your lower belly, making your hips jerk forward.

“Are you going to come just from this, Y/N?” He groaned out, keeping up his pace.

“Fuck, yes Cas, I’m close,” you cried out, the warmth in your belly beginning to spread as it intensified.

“Come for me, honeybee,” he whispered as he tugged at your earlobe with his teeth.

Two seconds later and the warmth got higher and higher until it exploded, and you were seeing stars as you shook from the sheer pleasure that was consuming you.

Your release quickly triggered Cas’, making him bury his face in your neck as he trembled.

You both continued to hold onto each other, not quite ready to let go yet as you caught your breaths.

“I think I need to change,” Cas said, though the sound was muffled as he continued to bury his face in your neck.

You laughed. “Me too.”

Cas lifted his head from your neck and smiled at the sound of your laughter. He placed his hand on your face and stroked your cheek with his thumb, staring at you lovingly.

"What?” You asked, mirroring his smile.

“Can I tell you a little secret?” He asked with a smirk on his face.

“Yeah,” you giggled.

“I’ve wanted to be your boyfriend since the moment I met you,” he said, suddenly shy.

Your grin was so wide it threatened to split your face in two. “What a coincidence, because I’ve wanted to be your girlfriend since the moment I met you.”

Cas let out a chuckle and he leaned in to give you a deep, sweet kiss.

“Shall we go back to the bunker and finish what we started, girlfriend?” Cas asked, holding his arm out for you.

“Why yes, boyfriend, I think we shall.”