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    "Where did this come from?" Shane asks, eyes darting to the tail and back at the team.

    "From behind you, man. It's attached to your butt," Haas says, still holding a (Shane's?) tail in his hand. It's black and furry. It's also ginormous; nothing like a regular cat tail. More like a cat tail made for a hockey player well over 200 pounds, 6 feet tall, all muscled. Custom.

    Shane's head whips to Ilya — Ilya who is looking down at the tail, eyes dilated. He brings up a finger to stroke the black fur, petting it.

    "Ilya." Ilya's head snaps up. "What the fuck did you do?"

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    Ilya accidentally turns Shane into a cat right before their first game against Montreal and Shane spirals.

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    16 Jul 2026

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    “Me finding out that instead of mysterious and cool, people think I’m autistic and lesbian.”

    Ilya and Shane get Reddit’s advice under the aliases Lily and Jane. Things spiral from there….

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    06 Jul 2026

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    Fuck buddy of seven years left suddenly and won’t respond to my texts. What did I do wrong?

     

    After the great Tuna Meltdown, Ilya takes to Reddit to get advice on what he did wrong using the pseudonyms Lily and Jane.

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    05 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 13

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    Getting zapped by magical realism isn't all that magical, sometimes.

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    05 Jul 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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    27 Jun 2026