b1ue_side



Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark 2

    Tags
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,073
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Kudos:
    54
    Bookmarks:
    2
    Hits:
    1,524

    17 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Ilya grins, relishing in the hitch in Hollander's voice. “Is nice when you beg,” he murmurs, before he drops both his hands to Hollander's waist, smoothly undoing the button on his jeans. “Your voice, it gets soft? High?” He shakes his head as Hollander kicks his pants off, leaving him in just socks and his briefs, his dick dripping, a spot of damp precum that's growing against the fabric. Ilya drags his top off but keeps his sweats on, grinning broadly at the other man. “I do not know words for it. But I do know—you are needy, Shane Hollander. Greedy for me.”

    OR: Ilya has a lot of wants these days. One of which is a near constant desire to see Shane Hollander ruined in his sheets.

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    4,562
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    85
    Kudos:
    3,479
    Bookmarks:
    661
    Hits:
    42,016

    14 Dec 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 4

    Tags
    Summary

    Summer was almost over. I was in love with him. More than he knew, more than even I knew. He was standing right in front of me. I missed him already.

    OR

    Sirius perspective fic inspired by Conan Gray's 'This Song' and 'Vodka Cranberry' music videos except it's set at a cabin with the marauders. A yearning Sirius for Remus. Slow days in the suburbs of Minnesota with lots of unspoken words, late night talks, and angst. Oh, and of course lots of swimming. Starts off happy.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    8,783
    Chapters:
    2/?
    Comments:
    13
    Kudos:
    14
    Bookmarks:
    4
    Hits:
    187

    14 Nov 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 43

    Tags
    Summary

    —Son… un caos —dijo Remus con firmeza—. Y el caos es…
    —Rock and roll.
    —Miró a Sirius fijamente y, por una vez, le devolvió la sonrisa—. Sí.
    —Quizás esa sea mi excusa entonces —dijo Sirius—. Ahora causo un poco de caos, pero tal vez algún día se convierta en rock and roll.

    Tras perder a su madre a los once años, Remus ha pasado la mayor parte de los últimos cuatro años yendo de escuela en escuela o recorriendo Londres, fingiendo no ser el niño bien educado que su padre quería que fuera. Ahora, con todas sus posibilidades agotadas, Remus es enviado al Colegio Independiente Hawkings como último recurso para enmendarse. Allí conoce a las personas que definirán el resto de su vida y se ve obligado a enfrentarse a las partes de sí mismo que creía perdidas.

    (No me disculpo por la lentitud de este fic. Estás advertido <3)

    Language:
    Español
    Words:
    10,320
    Chapters:
    3/108
    Comments:
    3
    Kudos:
    35
    Bookmarks:
    43
    Hits:
    8,803

    25 Oct 2025

  5. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    “They’re… chaos,” Remus said firmly. “And chaos is—”
    “Rock and roll.”
    He looked at Sirius sharply, and for once, matched his grin. “Yeah.”
    “Maybe that’s my excuse then,” Sirius said. “I cause a bit of chaos now, and maybe one day, it’ll turn into rock and roll.”

    After losing his mother at age eleven, Remus has spent the better part of the last four years bouncing from school to school or else running around London and pretending as though he wasn't the kind of well-bred boy his father brought him up to be. Now, with his chances all run out, Remus is sent to Hawkings Independent School as a last-ditch effort to clean up his act. There he meets the very people who will set up the rest of his life, and is forced to confront the pieces of himself he'd long thought had been lost.

    (genuinely not apologising for the slow-burn in this fic anymore. You've been warned <3)

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    979,792
    Chapters:
    108/108
    Collections:
    30
    Comments:
    14,963
    Kudos:
    58,581
    Bookmarks:
    16,387
    Hits:
    4,979,640

    25 Oct 2025