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    “Just got the word from the officials, Metros are shutting Miitka down for the night," LeClaire says almost dispassionately. “Third period we’re up against,” LeClaire consults his clipboard, “Shane Hollander. Drafted 2009, current starter for the Laval Maples, posts a .905 save percentage.”

    Ilya stays where he is, rolling the name around in his head once, without much interest.

    Hollander.

    Doesn’t ring a bell.


    Inspired by that one twitter post, what if Shane was a goalie?

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    20 Jun 2026

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    22/22
    I LOVE IT!!!
    will he ever get traded
    HE GOT TRADED !!!
    AHHHGGJHDJF
    i still very much love it (author u r amazing<3333)

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    “You do not know me?”

    “Huh. On second thought, maybe you are an asshole.”

    The man’s cheeks flushed, blinking rapidly as if embarrassment was something new for him.

    “I am Ilya. Rozanov. I play for the Boston Raiders, my face is plastered all over the city– sorry. This was rude of me to assume.” The man– Ilya– said sheepishly.

    “I guess I haven’t been far enough into the city,” Shane muttered, most of his focus on dabbing at the stain on his Reebok undershirt.

    “You are new here? Maybe I can… show you around?”

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    After being forced to quit hockey in juniors, Shane becomes a model. He avoids the hockey world until 2017, when he has a run in with Ilya Rozanov. Shane is out as gay and Ilya has already cut his ties with Russia, but that doesn't make things any easier for them.

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    05 Sep 2026

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    This is a love letter to the all the millenials like me who played it too careful and forgot to enjoy our youth. Shane and Ilya, enjoy it for me, do good. Fuck it good, fuck it right. Life is too short to live it scared.

    The arena is too loud.
    That’s the first thing Shane notices; not the ice, not the lights, not the jersey on his shoulders that suddenly feels wrong in a way he can’t articulate. The sound hits him like pressure, like something physical, a wall of noise that vibrates in his chest.
    He’s already bent over for the faceoff when it hits him- skates set, stick down, weight forward. His body is exactly where it’s supposed to be even if his brain is still skidding uselessly, trying to catch traction.
    There’s only a split second before the puck drops.
    It stretches.
    He lifts his eyes.
    Ilya.
    Young. So fucking young. Is he dreaming? Not worn by years of hockey, travel, interviews and losses and victories that stack so high they blur together. He’s young again; sharp boned, bright eyed, unable to grow a beard to save his life. Bears black and gold instead of Centaurs red. 'If I look down am I going to be pantsless too?' He thought absently, no way this was real... right?

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    05 Apr 2026

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    22/22
    I love it sm omg
    Ilya gets price + Shania

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    Ilya’s mouth fell open a little. “It is 2017 Shane and your father has no idea I am here. I should hide.”

    “No!” Shane reached out and took Ilya’s hand. “Wait, if you really think it’s 2017-”

    “It is 2017, Shane,” Ilya interrupted him.

    He’d forgotten what he was going to say because Shane’s left hand was suddenly in his field of vision. He stared at it, stunned. There was no ring on his finger. There wasn’t even that little tan line that was always there when he took it off. How had he not noticed it was gone? Shane always noticed when his ring wasn’t there. Could feel its absence acutely, whenever he had to take it off which was almost never.

    “Ilya when did we first say ‘I love you’ to each other?” Shane asked slowly.

    “Yesterday,” Ilya replied. “What is going on Shane?”

    Shane sank to his knees on the dock, his head in his hands. They weren't married. His parents didn't even know about Ilya yet. They were still rival hockey players who lived in different countries and Shane felt like his heart was breaking.

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    Married, happy Shane from 2022 travels back in time to his and Ilya’s first summer at the cottage.
    Fix it fic via time travel plot device.

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    01 May 2026

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    Ilya is no ordinary Russian: he hates his family, is desperate to leave his country, is attracted to both men and women, and believes in soulmates.
    When he meets Shane Hollander and his hypnotising freckles, he knows his life will never be the same again. Maybe, at last, he could finally be happy.

    (Aka : What would happen if Ilya and Shane had gotten together at 18? How would they have managed their secret relationship?)

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    15 Jul 2026

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