Author: laurengilbert573ukyedu

holdmesamthatwasbeautiful:

It was endearing at first, John supposes. Dean
throwing his arm possessively around Sam’s shoulders whenever anyone approached
them – wasn’t that what big brothers did?

Years passes however, and Dean’s arm is still
possessive around Sam’s shoulder, but John doesn’t find it cute anymore. 

Sam is sixteen and Dean has hit the blossoming twenties, and John’s stomach turns when he sees the way his boys look
at each other.

Hey :) I’m on my phone so I can’t see your sticky post :( Hope my ask doesn’t bother you; I’d like to ask if you know any J2 stories where Jensen is amnesiac and forget all about Jared? With hurt Jared obviously, well as angst and bottom Jared. :) Thank you alot 💞

phoenix1966sbottom:

Hi there!

From my sticky post “

Because of the way my stuff is organized, I can only really do lists revolving around Sam/Jared, e.g. “Stories with Sam/Jared being Stalked” as opposed to someone asking for a “stalker!Jensen” rec list.”

I’ve said this before (so I suppose that makes me a liar), but this is the last “Jensen is/has…” rec I will do by request. I’m not trying to be unkind. It is not how my stuff is organized and, having very little free time to hunt around for fics new to me and then read them to verify if they’re bottom!Sam/Jared, I will not have extensive offerings.

Memories of You by compo67 on LiveJournal. Jared/Jensen. J2 AU. 

Jensen wakes up from a coma and doesn’t remember his fiance Jared or any of their time together. Jensen’s high-society parents never liked that their golden son has fallen in love with the ‘poor, orphaned, uneducated trash.’ They consider him a gold-digger, and now they see the opportunity to get rid of him.

They pay the doctors to say that Jensen shouldn’t be forced to remember. They clear Jensen’s house of everything Jared, including the man himself.

With no family, and no friends (Jared is made to believe Jensen’s friends don’t care for him), Jared struggles to put his life together.

Twice in a Lifetime by anon on spnkink-meme. Jared/Jensen. J2 AU. 

Jensen wakes up with no memory of the last ten years…as if someone took an eraser and erased those years off his memory page. What’s even more irritating is the fact that no-one around him..his parents, best friends Chris and Steve and Misha have agreed to open up. But it’s clear that they are hiding something. It’s the doctor who advised everyone not to pressure him into remembering as it may worsen his head trauma.
Every morning he finds a beautiful hazel eyed man sitting at his bedside. He talks to Jensen, makes him smile and takes care of him. From his uniform appears to be a nurse…and soon Jensen falls in love with him. The man, Jared also has a little baby son and a husband. Jensen can’t be a home wrecker but finds himself falling further. He feels that the dilemma will kill him. Just when he feels his world shattering…his memory comes back. Jared’s his husband. (warning: there is a child in this and, judging by his physical description, is a product of mpreg, although it is never stated)

Your Wish, My Pleasure by mishapshappen on Ao3. Jared/Jensen. J2 AU. In the future, it’s all the rage to order a specially designed robot to satisfy your child’s physical needs until they meet their mate. Jared is gifted with Jensen on his 18th birthday. Jensen is perfect in every way, and everything that Jared wants in a mate, but he’s not human. They fall in love, which is a difficult process because Jensen has been designed to not feel love, but somehow he overrides his own programming to truly love Jared.Not everyone is happy with this arrangement. When Jensen goes to the robot shop for routine maintenance, Jared’s father sabotages him, wiping his memory and strengthening his coding about professional relationships with his client. 

Breaking Through by gestaltrose on Ao3. Jared/Jensen. J2 AU. 

Jensen has an accident, loses his memory, will he remember what he’s lost before it’s gone forever? (warning: Jensen talks of switching in the future)

holdmesamthatwasbeautiful:

Sam is the king of hell, and his subjects fear him,
naturally. They avoid his clear-eyed stare, and cower as he voices his demands
from his throne; they tremble when he enters the room.

However, there’s one another creature they fear more.

His brother, his lifeguard, his consort, his lover.

Dean, the Knight of Hell, who never leaves the king’s
side.

Black-eyed Dean is the most ruthless, merciless
creature to have ever walked through the gates of hell, and if he detects even
the slightest indication that someone’s loyalty towards Sam wavers even in the
faintest way, he eliminates them.

Whenever Sam speaks to his subjects, Dean’s eyes
narrows as he watches the crowd intently. He watches them all; whose gaze is
the least revering? Who ceases to applaud the king first?

He takes them back to the most gruesome place; the heart of hell – Sam is rumored to
have affectionally named the dungeon “the Concert hall”, because the screams
Dean produces in that place constantly echoes like a never-ending, ghastly
symphony in there.  

Sam’s fingers are loosely curled around Dean’s throat,
pushing him up against the wall of the dungeon. Torches crackles around them,
and Dean’s green eyes looks like gems in the yellow light. Dean smells of exhilaration
and violence, and Sam smiles softly.

“Are you enjoying yourself, brother?”

Dean’s teeth gleams when he smiles, his fingers
gripping Sam’s wrist. “They make such pretty noises,” he gasps, as Sam kisses
his neck, gently grazing his teeth across Dean’s jugular.

“Not as pretty as the noises you can do,” Sam
whispers, his hot breath fanning all over Dean’s neck. “Finish him off,” he
orders, thigh pressing against Dean’s hardening cock. “Need to fuck you, Dean.”

“Yeah,” Dean nods, pulls out his blade, and beheads
the demon chained to the wall; who’s long ago passed out from the torture.

Dean chest heaves. “He was caught mocking your choice
of consort.”

Sam stares down at the severed head, a small smile
tugging at the corners of his mouth. “A fellow of infinite jest,” he mumbles,
reaching out to thread his fingers through Dean’s hair.

Dean drops to his knees.