Jmmj2
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Dean’s expression is dubious where he cocks up one eyebrow. “Cas, this isn’t- There’s nothing I can do about it, okay?” The walls of him, the barb of him that had been there when Castiel stepped into the bathroom, has been reduced to nothing. In these sorts of moments, Dean willingly shows his hurt. And maybe- maybe he will let Castiel help after all. “It’s just… in my head.”
“There’s nothing you can do about it.”
Dean blinks at him, startled.
“Like I said, there’s something I could try.”
Looking down to his hands, then back up to Castiel, Dean seems to hesitate. “And it’ll- it’s not just more soap is it?”
“No, Dean,” the beginnings of something fond make the corners of Castiel’s lips twitch, “it’s not more soap.”
or the one where castiel imagines them all a peaceful cowboy life and helps dean wash his hands
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 9,257
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Collections:
- 2
- Comments:
- 141
- Kudos:
- 2,359
- Bookmarks:
- 659
- Hits:
- 17,753
Bookmarked by Jmmj2
17 Feb 2026
-
Tags
Summary
What if instead of “I laugh in the face of death”, Puss’ signature phrase was slightly different?
-
Death had just appeared where he felt a life was soon to be lost, quickly spotting an orange cat he’d seen once before, now surrounded by angry dogs at a card table. He rolled his eyes like he usually did when cats were involved, and was about to head on out, as he knew there were another seven lives to go before he was actually needed, but the next words stopped him dead in his tracks.
“I do not fear death.” The cat proclaimed with a confident smirk.
Death felt his heart beat for the first time.
Series
- Part 1 of Puss in Boots fics I've written
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 64,824
- Chapters:
- 17/17
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 965
- Kudos:
- 2,282
- Bookmarks:
- 302
- Hits:
- 63,672
Bookmarked by Jmmj2
14 Feb 2026
-
Tags
Summary
Blue Eyes tilts his head. A predatory smile twists his lips.
Dean squirms beneath his gaze. “What? Does it look like I know your name, demon-priest?”
“Mm. Names have a lot of power, you know.”
“God, why did I have to get stuck with the most pretentious demon that’s ever-”
“Mine is Castiel.”
And, oh, Dean doesn’t hesitate before wrapping his tongue around it.
“Castiel.” He likes it. Please, God help him, he likes it.
“Is there an echo?”
Jesus Christ.
——
Or, Dean is a hunter and Cas is the unendingly sarcastic sin-eating demon he accidentally binds his everlasting soul to, so now Dean has to deal with things like the passenger deciding what music to listen to (Taylor Swift), unceasing threats of vehicular harm, and a disturbingly high propensity for arson and knives.
Series
- Part 3 of Enemies to Lovers AU's
- Part 1 of Never Tear Us Apart
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 90,795
- Chapters:
- 15/15
- Comments:
- 781
- Kudos:
- 2,153
- Bookmarks:
- 647
- Hits:
- 57,574
Bookmarked by Jmmj2
04 Feb 2026
-
Tags
Summary
In 1843 Castiel Milton leaves his life of quiet faith and duty to take up employment as tutor to the young ward of one Mr Dean Winchester, at Blackthorn Hall. Set deep among the Yorkshire moors, Blackthorn is a place of mysteries – a wild place, where pale faces appear at the windows, and mad women laugh in the night. Castiel is drawn to the enigmatic Master of Blackthorn and they form an attachment neither of them expected. But there are secrets hidden behind Blackthorn's stone walls, truths that threaten to destroy their fragile happiness, as they are forced to confront the ghosts of their past. This is a Jane Eyre/SPN fusion AU, written for the Dean/Castiel Big Bang 2012.
If you enjoy this story there is now a short a follow up fic posted called 'A Night at Hyde Place.'
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 94,657
- Chapters:
- 30/30
- Collections:
- 3
- Comments:
- 535
- Kudos:
- 2,435
- Bookmarks:
- 861
- Hits:
- 62,696
Bookmarked by Jmmj2
04 Feb 2026
-
Tags
Summary
Sam is usually on farmer’s market duty for Two Brothers’ Bakery, leaving Dean to run the store. When Sam gets the flu, Dean steps in and takes over their stall for the day, finally getting a good look at the town’s flourishing artisan market. He expected a lot of vegetables and snotty-looking juice. What he didn’t expect was a blue-eyed honey seller and his barefoot, slightly-too-honest kid.
Bookmarked by Jmmj2
29 Jan 2026