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I Keep Telling Myself, I'm Not the Desperate Type by OrYouCouldHaveMine
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
22 Feb 2026
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Shane steps closer, standing between Ilya’s legs. “I guess that explains it, hm? You don’t have to be confident or good when you’re packing that, do you? You just let people use your big,” Shane accentuates the word by leaning down and touching Ilya’s cock for the first time, only it’s not a caress or a stroke, it’s a rude poke that makes Ilya’s cock jerk in the air, “cock, however they want to? Is that it? Just a thick, fat cock for people to ride when you get too fucking stupid to do anything else?”
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Uni AU, loser, stoner frat bro Ilya, pining after popular, jock Shane
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- Part 1 of Stoner Ilya
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Collapse Into Me, Tired with Joy by LydiaStJames for shinealightonme
Fandoms: Raven Cycle - Maggie Stiefvater
30 May 2018
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A very slow burn. Copious references to Fortnite and Takis. Strangely specific teaching complaints. What more could you want? Kissing? Yeah, yeah, there will be kissing.
(It's a Teacher AU, okay?)
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Puppy Love by LydiaStJames for sunshineinthestorm
Fandoms: Raven Cycle - Maggie Stiefvater
24 Dec 2016
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AU. When Adam decided to volunteer at the local animal shelter, he figured it would be a breeze. He did not, however, anticipate getting on the bad side of the temperamental owner, nor his favorite shelter dog.
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It wasn’t exactly that Adam was afraid of heights, so much as he didn’t like being suspended in midair thousands of feet above the ground. And it wasn’t exactly that Adam hated Ronan Lynch, so much as he didn’t like outrageously arrogant assholes who were unfairly good looking.
But Adam could safely say that these two things combined were not on the top of his list.
PynchWeek 2018: “Wait, you’ve liked me for how long?”
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true blue by scarlettroses
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
29 Mar 2026
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"He said it was just a stronger edible," Wyatt says. "Apparently it was supposed to be super natural, and relaxing and rejuvenating, not the weak Canadian shit, and—"
"You say a bad word, Hazy," Ilya interrupts, pointing a tiny finger at him.
"Right." Wyatt winces. "Sorry, kid."
Rejuvenating. Shane turns the word over in his mind a few times, while readjusting Ilya’s little body in his arms.
Jesus fucking Christ.
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or, with the help of some mysterious russian candy and a very loving husband, ilya rozanov heals his inner child.
