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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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    13 Jan 2026

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    “Because I can’t fucking do this, Ilya. I’m going to my parents’, I- I need a break, alright? Shit.” Shane’s gaze locked onto his keys and he picked them up, stalking towards the door. He needed a break from the arguing and he needed to go somewhere he could breathe and collect his thoughts, so he could process this correctly and talk about it with Ilya civilly. Everything was still suffocating and overwhelming and Shane needed out, needed to go sit in his car and drive in silence to his parents’ place.
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    Ilya had seen enough breakups to know what one looked like. Shane ignored him, and looked irritated, and said he couldn’t do this (this, like everything between them could be reduced to a single word other than love), and said he needed a break (his confidence in Ilya’s English was comforting up until Ilya realised it meant Shane didn’t feel the need to say the dramatic I’m breaking up with you that characterised the ends of relationships).

    or, hollanov fight and misunderstandings resulting in an injury ensue

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    13 Jan 2026

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    Shane is twelve when he realizes he can understand Russian.

    Or, in a world where you can understand whatever language(s) your soulmate speaks, it takes Shane and Ilya an embarrassing amount of time to realize they’re soulmates.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    Eight months after the events of The Long Game, the Ottawa Centaurs win the Stanley Cup.

    (Spoilers for books 5 and 6 and also probably others)

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    10 Jan 2026

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    Ilya Rosanov joins a group chat.
    It escalates.

    There are wine nights. There are opinions. There are screenshots that absolutely should not exist. Somewhere along the way, Shane Hollander becomes lore, the internet loses its mind, and the Montreal WAGs adopt a menace.

    A collection of one-shots about text messages, hockey, public chaos, private softness, and the dangerous assumption that anything will stay contained.

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    10 Jan 2026