Mimoresa



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    A place for my half-baked Hollanov NSFW. It was inevitable folks. This is NSFW fanart.

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    05 Mar 2026

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    I want you to jerk off in the mornings, Ilya had said, the first time. He’d been trying to sound casual. Get right up close. And don’t come.

    Shane had still been on top of him, a heavy weight impeding his breath, Ilya kept warm in the snug grip of his hole. At the words his ass had clenched softly, a little fluttering hug.

    Every day? Shane had asked. There had been something close to wonder in his tone.

    Every day, Ilya had said.

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    26 Feb 2026

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    Fans and internet passerby alike would agree that this… interaction was not a fight. A fight required the participation of two or more partners. At that moment, Ilya was the only one on the ice. The world fell away at the sight of Shane’s stumble, pulsing gently in and out of frame before cutting out completely and giving way to pure static. His blood turned carbonated, noxious gases inside him that rose and burst him open. At that moment, he and everyone else, including Burt, knew he intended to kill.

    Or, Montreal's newest player makes the mistake of fucking with Ilya Rozanov's Husband.

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    20 Feb 2026

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    05 Feb 2026

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    And suddenly, filling his entire screen, Rozanov was grinning into the camera with a row of bloody teeth. His lip was split. When he wiped his mouth with the back of his bare hand, it came away streaked with red. He spat the rest onto the ice with an awful smile and a wink before getting to his feet.


    Jane: Can you stay in the dressing room?

    Lily: Are you asking or telling?

    Jane: You hate being told what to do.

    Lily: Not when it's you

    Jane: Stay.

    Jane: You looked really fucking good taking that hit.

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    31 Jan 2026