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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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    27 Jun 2026

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    For a moment, nothing happens. Then, about thirty seconds later, Ilya blinks once, then again, his expression tightening as confusion slowly takes over, trying to make sense of something that’s supposed to be impossible. Shane immediately knows that he’s freaking out.

    You’re freaking out right now, aren’t you? Please don’t freak out. Because if you freak out, then I’m going to freak out.

    “What the fuck?” Ilya yells, as he jerks back like he’s been burned, his hand ripping away from Shane’s ankle. His irises dart left to right crazily, locked in on Shane’s face as he searches for something. Shane stays silent. “What the fuck was that?”

    OR: Shane and Ilya develop telepathy while being in a situationship. It goes as well as you’d expect.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    Time loops are just a fact of life to Wyatt, insane as that sounds. He’ll happily settle in for a repeat day every couple of weeks. Chances are he’ll wake up tomorrow morning and go to regularly scheduled practice. A teammate probably pissed off their wife, which is an easily fixed problem.

    Or, the Wyatt-Hayes-centric-time-loop-Boxing-Day-fight-fix-it-fic

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    17 Jun 2026

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    Did you figure anything out? Shane writes, and flips the page around for Ilya to read it.

    Wont like the answer, Ilya’s written, in his quick hand.

    So he doesn’t have to take the pen back, Shane just shrugs. What?

    Ilya sits down at the desk for a steady surface to explain.

    3 things
    1 its curse. if true we can break it
    2 its spell. if true we can break it
    3 we are soulmates. if true we are fucked

    “No,” Shane mutters, before he can stop himself. Immediately, he slams a hand over his mouth.

    or: Ilya and Shane are soulmates, and their bond prevents them from both talking and being apart. Unfortunately, the only thing that’ll make the pain stop is confessing the one thing they can say: that they’re in love.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    In this universe, when someone meets their soulmate, they both compulsively start calling each other pet names. It's a rare phenomenon. The world is obsessed with it. There's lots of fanfare around it.

    Shane Hollander doesn't want to ever find his soulmate. So much so he gains a reputation for being antisocial. He doesn't care, staying quiet means he'll less likely be outed as gay and his goal of having a professional hockey career can be achieved.

    Ilya Rozanov desperately wants to find his soulmate. So much so, he wants to become a professional hockey player, move to the states, just so he can travel the world and talk to as many people as possible. Because doing so means he could find certain love in his life.
     

    They make this way harder on themselves than it needs to be.

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    15 Jun 2026