bisou 💋

hollanov writer (23, they/them) eng & fr 🇨🇦🏳️‍🌈

[bisou 💋 @bisoubug]

🚨 NEW FIC ALERT 🚨

⚜️ explicit
⚜️ hockey player vampire shane
⚜️ grad student ilya
⚜️ love is a wound!!! to love is to bleed!!
⚜️ updates weekly 😘

[c @clakearts]

unrivaled 🏒 #HeatedRivalry

[shy fawkes @butterbooter]

the pigeon doesn’t understand your disdain for it; it coos for you anyway. the tree does not know you own an axe for it; its leaves sway in the sun anyway. the starving cat eats the poison you put out. it doesn’t know how not to trust. the earth forgives you, in spite of yourself

[spicynoon @spicynoon]

breaking in the en-suite #hollanov #nsfw #heatedrivalry

[coldties @__coldties]

"I am very mushy inside"

[bisou 💋 @bisoubug]

does anyone know how to do the ao3 coding where the reader can tap to translate something?

[HenryHans. @BrxwnHans]

ค่ตอาร์ต
#heatedrivarly #hollanov

[alexa @rpfillegal]

this kiss 🚬

[Nostos @NostosLit]

― Franz Kafka, letter to Grete Bloch

[julia @juumelo_]

recently been toying with the idea of feeling things a normal amount and not being insane about everything

[nic 𓂃𓈒⟡ @discostorrie]

ilya’s hand here i’m shattering glass

[Finny Red @finny_red]

« Hold on to something, Rozanov »
#HeatedRivalry #Hollanov

[nemia °˖ ☾⋆𖤓 * ࣪.˚⋆ @xxnemia]

a sweet dream 💭

#hudsonwilliams

[darri. @moreloveforjm]

one Ilya is good. but two? even better #hollanov

[yan 🍎 @wh1yan]

shane hollander in bathroom during major league hockey awards

[rebecca @bornthisspring]

big fan of his kissy faces

[rebecca @bornthisspring]

just so damn hungry

[bisou 💋 @bisoubug]

i have an idea

[jeni @hudnovs]

gay loser and his even gayer evil twin

[nish 🏒📨 @qiansjiaer]

ilya on the ice: hey hunter🧍‍♂️you are so old👨🏻‍🦯 and so shit 💩 at hockey 🏒 go retire already 👴🏻 you dinosaur 🦕

ilya off the ice: hey girl 💁🏻‍♂️ can i come hang out 💆🏻with you 👬🏻 and your boyfriend 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨 at the gay bar 🌈 you bought 🥂 slayyyyy 💅🏻

[Liesel🏒❤️🤍💙 @lieselsart]

🎊Happy pride🎊

[Katy (not a girl) 🧡🤍🩷🐞 @hey_its_katy]

“During the darkest days of the AIDS crisis we buried our friends in the morning, we protested in the afternoon, and we danced all night, and it was the dance that kept us in the fight because it was the dance we were fighting for.” – Dan Savage