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    Shane heard a strangled shout tear free from his mouth, and then his body was moving without his brain’s input. He flew across the ice, ripping his gloves off and reaching for Ilya’s throat. He wrapped his fingers around the warm skin, feeling the flow of blood pulse harder with each beat of Ilya’s heart. His eyes raced across Ilya’s face, desperately looking for a sign that his boyfriend was still with him. Ilya’s eyes were wide and glazed, staring past Shane instead of at him. His face was losing color rapidly, turning a sickly shade of white that mirrored the ice beneath him. His mouth was open, loose and slack, mouthguard still jammed into his upper jaw. Shane watched in terror as Ilya grew limper in his arms.
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    During a Boston-Montreal game, Ilya's neck is cut by a skate, and Shane is forced to witness the love of his life bleeding out on the ice in front of him. All of the plans they have made seem to be slipping away before his eyes, right when they were so close to finalizing Ilya's transfer to Ottawa. As they race against the clock to save Ilya's life, Shane reckons with the secrets they have been forced to keep and fears that they might never get to live their truth out in the open.

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    08 Mar 2026

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    “You are still you, yes?” Ilya repeated. “You are still slow hockey player with pretty freckles, yes?” It was a weak attempt at a joke, so Ilya shook it away and tried again. “You are still Shane, same person, same brain, yes?”

    Shane blinked up at him, thinking. Then, nodding slowly. “Mostly. Yeah. I don’t know about a name or anything yet, but—. Yeah. I’m still me.”

    “Then it does not matter.”
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    A trans Shane Hollander AU

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    "Why are you not scared?"

    "I am scared," Ilya admits. "I just am tired. Of hiding me. Of hiding you. Of hiding how much I love you. I want to go to the rink— how do you say it? Authenti."

    "Authentically," Shane supplies, automatically.

    "Yes. Authentically. I want to go to the rink authentically, as me," Ilya confirms.

    Ilya looks at Shane, pauses until Shane meets his eyes. "I want to say: I, Ilya Rozanov, love a man, and that man's name is Shane Hollander."

     

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    Or, sometimes it takes a little more time, and some courage, to be with the one you love.

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    03 Mar 2026

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    The basic concept I went into this fic with is, "what if Kenjaku fed Yuuji a finger way earlier?" and have kinda been running from there.

    Yuuji’s face scrunched into a pout. He turned his hand so the smug little face had no choice but to stare directly at his big, shimmering eyes—the very picture of innocent pleading.
    Sukuna’s grin deepened. Another harsh chuckle scraped the air.
    “How do you intend to use it, then, brat?”
    Yuuji blinked.
    “Eh? Use it? Can’t you do it?”
    Sukuna’s eyes narrowed.
    “First asking to use my technique for trivial things and now demanding to switch places with me? Did you forget who owns this body?” He hissed the last words, voice flickering with heat.
    Yuuji shrugged one shoulder, still cradling the puppy with his free arm. “Well… may I please use it, Sukuna-sama?”
    That shut Sukuna up for a moment, intrigued.
    The puppy licked Yuuji’s cheek gratefully.
    The curse stared.

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    17 Feb 2026

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    Satoru takes another step forwards, arms spreading wide in excitement, “Yūji-kun! You’re here!”

    “Oh my God,” the child repeats breathlessly, sounding far older than any child his age should sound, unable to tear his eyes away from Satoru. The boy shakes faintly, shock maybe, words a shaky exhale, “it’s really- you’re- you look- this is— oh my God!”

    Annnnd there’s really no doubting it now.

    Clearly those vivid dreams of war, imprisonment and eleven years of growing up is not the dream Satoru had thought it to be since waking up in the infirmary as a seventeen-year-old student, way back before the source of all his problems defected from Jujutsu society.

    What the hell is going on?

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    31 Jan 2026