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    The first time Ilya coughed up a flower, he was kneeling over a toilet in the penthouse of the Fontainebleau Las Vegas, for entirely the wrong fucking reason to be kneeling over a toilet in Vegas. 

    There was no point in trying to pretend it wasn’t happening. He wasn’t an idiot. Hadn’t he seen his own mother waste away, coughing up clumps of clean white chamomile stained shocking scarlet? Hadn’t he known, on some level, that he was fated to follow in her footsteps one day, to throw his entire heart and soul into loving a person who would never — could never — love him back?

    No, Ilya knew what this was. He also knew he’d never set foot on the ice again if anyone found out. 

    Blindly, he reached for the toilet paper, wiped his mouth, and then flushed the whole thing. Petals, too. He didn’t want to know what kind they were. Pizdets. It should’ve been a fucking maple leaf. 

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    the Hanahaki AU, in which Ilya loves Shane Hollander’s stupid face so much it makes him sick (literally)

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    26 Jun 2026

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    Hayden wasn’t the type to invade someone’s privacy, but seeing Shane reduced to a ghost was wearing him down. He picked up the phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he searched for the contact “Lily.” The phone rang once, twice, three times.

    Then, the line clicked. But there was no "Hello?"

    “This is Ilya. I never check my voicemail.”

    Hayden pulled the phone away from his ear, staring at the screen as if it had just exploded. The name still read Lily. But the voice… the voice was low, gravelly, with that Russian accent he’d been hearing scream across the ice for years.

    “Rozanov?” Hayden whispered. “What the hell…”

     

    Set after Shane left Ilya's house in ep 4

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    26 Jun 2026

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    “I just… I want to know, you know? I’m, like, almost thirty and I don’t know. It’s pathetic.”

    He’s years away from almost thirty, but their sports careers make them feel older than they are. Ilya understands the feeling of being far behind other people.

    And he couldn’t stand the face Shane was making, his I’ve only ever wished I could be like everyone else face. Ilya couldn’t fucking stand it, would do anything to make it ago away.

    Which is why he, against his better judgement, said, “I can take you somewhere.”

    Or; shane turns to his bisexual best friend to help him find a casual hookup and ilya swallows his yearning to make it happen.

    featuring a gloryhole and ilya talking him through it

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    26 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 18

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    Ilya thumped sharply at his breastbone again, coughs wracking his body, the impact jarring him. He bent double as they dragged on and on. Tears gathered at the corners of his eyes, streaming down his cheeks with each new hitched, hacking cough, his body rebelling against the intrusion his mind refused to acknowledge.

    His chest felt heavy, his throat raw. Bleary eyes cracked open as his coughing subsided, giving way to the sound of retching, followed by a dull wet splat hitting tiled floors. Resignation and shame and embarrassment rose in Ilya's chest, as the familiar magenta and red petals stared back at him damingly.

    At least it is not honeysuckle anymore.


    Or: A hanahaki AU no one asked for~ 🌸

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    26 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 35

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    Despite Hollander shaking the foundation of his belief system, there are some truths Ilya will never be able to deny about the world.
    Purple marks do not exist.
    Green is reserved to familiar love.
    Friends leave bright orange streaks on his shoulders and arms, but if the bond is deep and mutual the handprints become a rich blue (Ilya's favourite colour).

    In a world where the love of others leaves stains on your skin, what happens when a stranger leaves a purple mark on your hand? And what does it mean when the colour suddenly changes?

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    25 Jun 2026