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  1. When Shane Hollander wakes up in a world that never invented hockey, the only other person who remembers is Ilya Rozanov.

    (Set in August 2012 – a year and a half after their last hookup, during the flirtatious-texts montage.)

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  2. “Uh, hello,” Ilya says when the cat rises up on its legs and stretches, back bending and paws curling down. Its ears flick and it gives him a dour sort of mwor in return. Witches have familiars, Ilya knows that. And this is a perfect spot for a familiar to be, on the stoop of the witch's house. Logic follows that the cat must be the witch's familiar.

    So he says, very politely, “Shane is expecting us,” even though he has no idea if that’s true or not.

    The cat yawns, tiny sharp teeth flashing at Ilya. Its ears flick again and then it curls up into a ball of fur, right there on the brick wall despite the fact that they’re hurtling towards the end of November and it’s fucking freezing outside.

    “Is that good or bad, do you think,” Ilya asks Seryozha in Russian, gesturing at the cat when the familiar doesn’t move again except to curl its tail over the tip of its pink nose.

    Seryozha’s phone screen flashes white in the darkness. That is a cat, he types, and Ilya scowls. It’s a fucking magical cat.

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  3. And there.

    Through a break in the trees, there is a house. Wooden, old, the pale white paint of it greyed with age and dampness.

    "I—" His voice comes out level, at least.

    The man has tilted his head. "What? You want to sleep in your car?" He pulls his chin toward the dark interior of the house, a small gesture. "No. Come in. Is no trouble."

    God hasn’t abandoned him yet, ha.

    Shane Hollander's car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. The man who answers the door is charming, warm, and just his type. Ilya Rozanov is a very religious man. He has a lot to say about repentance.

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    1
    AO3:
    #83883236
  4. Initially, it had been time-consuming to sort through the waves of portent, how much to share, when to talk to Theriault, and what it meant for the team. And yet, in the end, despite the demands for more from his orphic voyages from management, nothing ever gets done with the information. More often than not, now that he’s captain, it's Hayden and JJ just idly texting all of their visions—none of which are exceptionally helpful, although the drama of hearing bits of gossip is just more exciting than anything else.

    Shane's just—it's so fucking stupid. Why keep the useless magic laced through Montreal if all it does is splinter under the weight? Why endanger the team with malicious prophecies if only one person seems to bear the brunt? Why force anyone to see the slices of deeply personal life Shane's glimpsing?

    OR: The night before the Boston game, Shane makes a series of discoveries. Nearly all are terrible.

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    #83177401
  5. freezer breezer
    WAIT
    IF MONTREAL JANE IS SHANE HOLLANDER

    king los
    pls don't have whatever revelation you're gonna have and inflict on all of us

    freezer breezer
    THE TEXTS !!!!

    OR: There are just over three weeks in between their beloved captain getting outed and the day the Boston rookies can finally meet their new stepmom. A lot can happen in three weeks.

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    AO3:
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  6. St. Simon
    i've been thinking about this for the past twelve hours, and my single problem with all of this is that you cannot be this down bad for a fucking metro, roz

    Ovlichein
    sainty, i think i'd agree but this is The Shane Hollander

    ‘Los
    no fr, anyone else and id be the first one to say cap stand UP !!! but this is miss jane
    like pls, miss jane will you teach me your ways

    Breezy
    ^^^^^ THE Miss Jane

    OR: Shane gets added to a new group chat a mere twenty-four hours after the ghostly outing. It's a highlight, compared to all the other shit that's happening.

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  7. "The cat has long, mostly black fur with a white patch on its fluffy chest. An abundance of long white whiskers adorn its cheeks and brows. The cat draws in panicked breaths as it looks up at Ilya.

    And—wait a minute. Ilya knows those eyes. Those eyes are as familiar to him as his own, even with newly slitted pupils. And the fur? Ilya has no doubt it’s an exact match to the straight black locks that normally sit atop Shane’s head. Well—normally only on Shane’s head. And, well, a few other places too, but that was a thought for when Shane wasn’t a cat.

     

    Or, Shane gets cursed and turns into a cat in Ilya's Boston apartment.

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    1
    AO3:
    #81850746
  8. Shane knew what people said about sharing true names: that it made sex better, like fucking bare except with all your witch senses involved, that even for people with no witch gift to speak of it was like your entire body was on fire. It probably wouldn’t be like that with Ilya, because sex with Ilya already felt like his entire body was on fire.

    A universe in which the stakes for tuna meltdown are totally different and also kind of the same. Love, witchcraft, and true names.

    Note: If you read this before 3/23, I recently realized that a key scene at the end of Chapter 7 didn’t make the leap from my google doc. Now fixed! Now with more feelings!

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    1
    AO3:
    #80424921
  9. Lily:
    I want to see you tonight.

    Oh, that was safe. A classic really. Ilya went to type something deeply horny as a followup to get Shane riled up before he got to the hotel room, but he blinked and saw he had already sent a second text.

    Lily:
    I want to hold you close, and find out if you have any new freckles. I need to know, so next time I picture you, I do it right.

    Ilya throws his phone across the room. It hits the wall, where it falls to the floor and lays face-up, screen dark. Oh, this was bad.

     

    ---------
    Ilya gets truth spelled. What secrets could possibly slip out?

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    AO3:
    #81597676
  10. Ilya sees ghosts, Shane's fine with it. It doesn't come up that often.

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    5/5
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    1
    AO3:
    #80851116
  11. "It had never really been in Ilya’s plans to start a Youtube channel for paranormal investigation..."

    Ilya Rozanov is the playboy darling of the oft-forgotten ECHL who never quite lived up to his full potential, but he’s also known for spending the off-season hunting ghosts with his teammates Bood and Troy.

    When they dare to investigate the tragic ruins of NHL legend Shane Hollander's former cottage, they are expecting to be confronted by a cursed haunting, a vengeful demon, or at the very least... some entertaining Youtube-worthy content. What Ilya is not expecting, however, is to form an inexplicable bond with the ghost of a hot hockey player and discover that nothing (literally nothing at all) is quite as it seems.

    OR; Shane is a ghost, Ilya can see dead people, and it's entirely possible that they once knew each other in a past life.

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    11/11
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    1
    AO3:
    #80668226
  12. Newly turned vampire Shane Hollander is determined not to be a monster or let his new status stop him in any way from his dream of becoming an NHL star. He stubbornly keeps a diurnal schedule, only drinks animal blood, and never so much as bares his fangs in polite company.

    His careful rhythm is disrupted when natural born vampire Ilya Rozanov waltzes into his life. Ilya is his opposite in every way: no sleep schedule to speak of, freely mixes matters of blood and sex, and grins with his fangs when he’s particularly pleased.

    All this should repulse Shane, of course, not make him so desperate it’s as if some part of him has been waiting his whole life to surrender to the uncontrollable attraction.

    [Now with a sequel: More Alive Than You’d Know]

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    7/7
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    1
    AO3:
    #79419856
  13. cloche by

    Heated Rivalry (TV)
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    2026-02-19

    "What's happening?" asks the lone Raiders fan that Shane has found himself next to, a young woman with St. Simone on the back of her black and gold jersey.

    Her friend, a handsome woman in Metros' blues, explains, "Une malédiction. A curse." Her Québécois accent lifts the ends of her sentences into a lilting melody.

    "Oh." The Raiders fan frowns, concerned. "Does someone have it out for Hollander? Shouldn't sporting arenas be protected against that?"

    Her friend laughs. "It's Centre Bell itself who has it out for Hollander. You've never heard the story about the TD Garden trying to eat Magic Johnson?"

    Or; The Bell Centre carries a hundred years of hockey and all of its grudges. Ilya must traverse its depths to save Shane.

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  14. In 2008, Shane Hollander lost to Ilya Rozanov. Fresh-faced, hungry. Like he’d been living off victory points that were scraps compared to the real thing, compared to beating Rozanov, the first man in the world to make him feel second-best. Back then, he’d thought that was the only thing he felt, too. That the electric pulse jostling between them in the gym some time later was a trick of the mind. It was like seeing sky above for the first time. See you at the draft. Life in that paper body.

    or: Ilya comes back. This is the crux of it.

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    1
    AO3:
    #79200791
  15. Who in the fuck would give Ilya Rozanov a baby? Not Ilya Rozanov, that’s for fucking sure.

    Or

    Ilya Rozanov falls in love.

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    AO3:
    #78238141
  16. Shane Hollander has wings. Ilya Rozanov loves him. There's no 'despite' about it. Wings as a metaphor for autism. Because. Fuck it. Or The mortifying ordeal of letting the people who love you care.

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    AO3:
    #77238386
  17. Shane swallows the lump in his throat. “We need your help.” Yuna sounds slightly concerned, her voice tinny through the phone. “Is everything alright? Should we drive over?” “Yeah, um—we have a, uh. A—” “A baby,” Ilya finishes. “You are a grandmother now. Surprise.” “Sorry, did you—” Yuna pauses. They can hear David faintly in the background. “You mean, like, a baby animal? A puppy?” “A wishbaby,” Shane croaks. There’s silence on the other end of the line. “Surprise,” Ilya says again. Shane and Ilya win the Stanley Cup. They weren't exactly planning to also win a baby.

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    AO3:
    #76986356
  18. The resemblance hit Yuna like a punch to the gut. The same honey-colored curls, though hers were styled in a gorgeous twist at the back of her head. If Yuna could see past all of the times Ilya’s nose had been broken and re-healed, she imagined it would look something like the woman’s in front of her. And those eyes - a mix of hazel and gold with tiny flecks of green if you looked close enough. Ilya must have gotten his strong jaw from his father, because this woman’s features were narrow and sharp. Stunning.

    When she smiled, it looked so like Ilya’s that Yuna could have cried.

    “Irina,” she said.

    “Yuna,” Irina said, bowing her head politely.

    OR

    Ilya wishes on a star. The universe helps it come true.

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    AO3:
    #75058806
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