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    These are all the spirit or fantasy fics I've written.

    Note: this does not include general Royalty - some level of magic/other-worldliness is required to be categorized in this series

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    20 Feb 2026

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    @ilya.rozanov
    [A single picture of Ilya and Shane saying their vows. The arch behind them is a simple wreath of leaves, but the purple hydrangeas and white jasmines intertwined in them match perfectly with the boutonnières on Shane and Ilya’s lapels, respectively. Shane’s smile is watery; Ilya’s is no better, but he has his head ducked, his posture tight with emotion so his eyes are barely visible. They are holding hands.]

    my boy
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    @svetlanas - can’t believe you got to Hollander first. congrats, i guess ❤️ 11314

    @ilya.rozanov - hands off, sveta. he’s mine. ❤️ 44234

    Yuna puts Shane and Ilya on the press run of the decade. The internet goes wild.

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    19 Feb 2026

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    "I can help you, you know?", Shane says although he's already sitting on one of the highchairs.

    "Ah no, you will do nothing. I want to make disgusting smoothie for you to enjoy on the morning of our wedding day. You just sit and look pretty," Ilya counters seriously as he starts cutting up some kale. Usually Shane would quip something back, but he feels a grin form on his face at the reminder that today was, in fact, his wedding day. So instead he just says: "I love you."

    Ilya looks up at him with a smile. "I love you, too," before going back to slicing greens.

    Shane puts an elbow on the surface of the isle and rests his chin in his hand as he watches his fiance prepare his favorite smoothie, a fond smile never leaving his face.

    "We're getting married in a few hours," he says in awe.

    "Yes, I know. That is what 'wedding day' means, no?", Ilya retorts and Shane huffs a laugh. "Shut up," he says half heartedly and Ilya responds with a grin.

     

    OR: The Hollanov wedding reimagined

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    19 Feb 2026

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    Dear Shane,

    I don't think I have ever properly communicated to you just how much I love you. I love you with everything I have and everything I will ever have. My life is tethered to you, and I don't know what I would do if you were taken away from me. I have loved you since the very beginning. The first time you said my name, I think I was done for. I saw your freckles under the cloudy Saskatchewan sky and I wanted to kiss them. It terrified me for years, the way I was drawn to you, but I couldn't fight the pull of my heart to yours.

    When we kissed that first night, I found my home, even though I didn't know it yet. I left your room that night and stared at the ceiling all night, unable to sleep. I didn't know why, because it was just sex. But it wasn't. It never was, because I loved you.

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    Or, Ilya reads the Waterloo Letters and writes a love letter of his own. Shane finds it years later.

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    19 Feb 2026

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    “If it ever gets bad,” he’d said quietly, eyes serious in a way that made Ilya’s chest ache, “you call me. Or you call my parents. You don’t get to drown by yourself anymore. They love you. I love you and that’s not conditional.”

    Ilya had brushed it off at first. He always did. “I am not drowning.”

    Shane had just tilted his head. “Promise me anyway.”

    And because it was Shane, because the word promise meant something sacred to him, Ilya had nodded.

    “I promise.”

    (ie. ilya gets sent a photo of irina while shane is in montreal and does the right thing and reaches out for help)

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    19 Feb 2026