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Shutout ; Heated Rivalry x M!Goalie!Reader

Chapter 1: The Brooklyn Rookie

Warnings: swearing, implied anxiety, reader is very tall, eventual Rozanov x Y/N x Hollander

Summary: When a new rookie goaltender takes the hockey world by storm, the Brooklyn Scouts are expected to win the cup. A certain Russian Raider isn't too happy about this...

[Chapter 2]

The crowd roars, sweaty palms slamming against stained plexiglass, beer sloshing onto the plastic seats and cup-covered floor. Cheers echo as the final buzzer echoes through the arena, black and white clad players celebrating their 4-1 win against their rivals. The Brooklyn Scouts and New York Admirals had a long-running history of fire, having gone head-to-head in the playoffs seventeen times in the last four decades, however neither of them had won a cup in thirty of those years.

In the frenzy of joyous, adrenaline-pumped Scouts, the goaltender skates forward, his white stick resting limply in his right hand. Tall, large, and imposing, Y/N Morgan was the man of the night. His teammates line up to flash a grin, pat his back, and bump heads, hollering about the forty-two shots on goals that he saved, letting just one slip in during the final period. The defence itself had been slightly lacklustre, but Y/N was a beast on the ice. He had the highest save percentage in the league, at an astonishing 0.951 after twenty-one games. It was no wonder that the Scouts were predicted to win this year. 

Y/N was young, twenty-three years of age. He’d only been signed this summer, and was on his one-year rookie contract. Management was already drawing another one up for the end of the season, wanting to hook him in for the next decade. He’d blown through everyone’s expectations, and it was hard to believe this was the same man who barely looked his coach in the eye. 

Like always, he denies the invitation to join his teammates on a celebratory night out. He was one of the most anti-social players, only attending mandatory outings and ceremonies. He almost never interacted with the hungry media either. His teammates didn't mind too much – he was a funny guy, preferring to keep to himself. Who were they to judge when he was the one keeping them in the game?

Just as he leaves the arena, wearing a blue compression shirt and grey joggers, his large bag slung over his shoulder, he notices a man outside, smoking. He was familiar, far too familiar. Ilya Rozanov was one of the most recognisable men in the hockey world – even outside of it. Soft, blonde curls frame his chiselled features, eyes a pale hazel colour. He’s almost as tall as Y/N, well-built in every sense of the term. He had come to watch the game, as the Raiders were due to play the Scouts two evenings later. He wanted to know what all the fuss was about when it came to “that Morgan guy”, as his teammate referred to him as. He would not show it, but a deep-rooted annoyance had sparked within his chest. The Scouts were going to be an issue. 

Their eyes meet for a split-second, before Y/N hastily looks away, trudging towards his car. It was an older Honda, slightly scratched in certain areas. It had been a gift from his dad on his nineteenth birthday, and he refused to buy a new one despite earning enough to do so. Only when it exploded on the road would he consider buying something else, as he liked to tell his roommate. 

“You are good for a rookie, Morgan.” A deep Russian accent curls into the night air like the smoke that drifts up from Rozanov’s cigarette, Y/N looks over as he unlocks his car. The man steps forwards, a calculating look in his eyes. “Too good.”

The H/C-haired man had heard this many times before. Speculation on whether he’d really just come out of the blue was everywhere. It was almost impossible to believe he hadn't even played in an official minor league before this year.

“I’ve been playing my entire life,” he quietly responds, putting his bag in the trunk and closing the door. “I got lucky with a scout.”

Rozanov leans against his car. “Hm.” Y/N stays silent. It was the truth. He’d first picked up a stick at age four, and had been playing religiously all through elementary, middle and high school. He played almost every night at his local rink, either alone or with a bunch of older men in his town, which is where he got scouted, by one of the men’s friends, who happened to be a Brooklyn Scouts assistant coach. Two days later, he was being watched like a hawk by a whole team of management, and a month after, just before the season started, he was signed. 

Rozanov seems to choose his words carefully. “I like how you play. You are… fast. Aggressive. Disciplined. Is good for a hockey player.” Y/N felt like he was being talked to like a baby, but Rozanov was a few years older, and much more experienced in the big leagues than he was. He had no right to argue. Rozanov brings his cigarette to his pink lips, taking a long drag as he watches the man, like a coyote to a rabbit. 

“Thank you,” he replies, hand resting on the open drivers-side door. He wanted to go home. It was cold. 

The Russian all but scoffs, although there’s a hint of forced playfulness in his tone. “Do not thank me. Is fact. But, do not get comfortable. This is not a baby league.” With that, he turns on his heel and stalks off.

Y/N watches him walk away, wondering what on Earth that guy’s problem was. Was he always that strange with new players? He’d heard that the man was a dickhead, but he’d assumed that was on the ice, not… out in parking lots at midnight. 

Shrugging the feeling off, He gets into his car and drives home, although the interaction is burned into his mind. He really didn't want to make any enemies. It wasn't like he was on the front line either, getting into every single face-off and fight.  He was just the guy who stood in the way of shots every so often.

Rozanov watches his car pull away, fingers gripping the butt of his smoke so hard it squishes. The Scouts were supposed to be an easy team to beat. Now, he wasn't so sure. He did not need another Hollander in his life. He needed to win again. 

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THANK YOU LOA & SHIFTING. my fucking everything

I'm never gonna recover from this actually.

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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

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SHIFTING AND MANIFESTATION METHODS ADAPTED TO NEURODIVERGENCE

knock-a-knock knock… is anyone home?!

the title is pretty much self explanatory, and if you’ve seen my last video—see this as some sort of continuation to it! it only made sense to help re-explain the methods of this community in more detail after speaking about how differently some neurodivergent people feel in this community. i hope this is just as helpful as my last post,

and for my curious souls, here is the post!

once again, do excuse me if i do or get something wrong in this post. my first semester finals began around two days ago; and i’m someone who once got hospitalized because exam anxiety got me extremely ill. tough times… this doesn’t mean i haven’t STILL been manifesting successfully. I’ve manifested money, looking prettier (and getting compliments), shifted—yadda yadda! enough niko ranting, i’ll get to the post.

remember, once again, you do not need to be neurodivergent to read this. being educated never hurt !!!

also because this is basically just my last post but explaining the methods in detail… i tried my best i’m sleep deprived leaf me alone

1 — VISUALIZATION AND GUIDED IMAGERY

WHAT IT IS, SHORTLY:

mentally rehearsing a outcome, scene or desire. seeing the future, feeling the success. it’s often referred to as feeling it as done.

HOW NEURODIVERGENCE CAN CHANGE IT:

weak or absent imagery—some autistic people and others report weak mental imagery, with alexithymia links to reduced imaginal emotional blending.

hyper vivid imagery and disassociation risks—those who disassociate or have psychosis vulnerability can find imagined scenes overwhelming or blurring with reality.

intrusive imagery and OCD—people with these issues may get triggered trying to visualize, producing distressing images instead.

ADAPTATIONS:

sensory anchored imagery—if you’re sensory driven, pick a sense such as texture, scent or sound rather than attempting a FULL “movie”. imagine the feel of a specific fabric or the smell of something associated with your DR and desires. sensory anchors are less likely to trigger dissociation than sprawling daydreams.

verbal and logic imagery—for my people with weak visual imagery (aphantasia) or strong verbal thinking, describe the future in concrete sentences: “i receive an email saying X; i open it, my palms are steady.” written and/or verbal rehearsals acts surprisingly similarly to imagery.

safe imaging for OCD—try your best to avoid prompts that could match known intrusive themes, if you’re not sure exactly what can trigger it; keep it neutral, procedural, etc. it doesn’t NEED to be emotionally loaded to manifest.

externalization—same as the first rule, but more physical. this helps people with executive dysfunction by turning an internal process into an external one! record / find a short audio or keep a tactile object to pair with the visualization. the brain will link it to the physical cues and not just imagination.

2 — AFFIRMATIONS

WHAT IT IS, SHORTLY:

repeating statements to shift your self-concept and literally “affirm” your true reality.

HOW NEURODIVERGENCE CAN CHANGE IT:

cognitive dissonance or literal black and white thinking—for someone who literally believes language, saying “I am X” when you don’t feel it can produce shame, self-criticism, or rejection sensitivity which is particularly common in autism, OCD, depression.

OCD and thought fusion—repeating statements may incite compulsive repetition in people prone to mental rituals.

ADAPTATIONS:

certain phrasing—use credence-building language, such as “i am practicing being someone who…” or “right now, i’m choosing…” this reduces cognitive dissonance and keeps it grounded. yes, you can STILL manifest with this phrasing rather than insisting on it being done now. you can choose to have a process.

micro-affirmations—extremely short and specific. these claims are less likely to trigger perfectionism or all-or-nothing thinking.

limit repetition triggers—once again, for my OCD folks. avoid long repetition cycles; if repeating an affirmation leads to anxiety or ritualizing, stop that form and use one time written statements instead.

3 — SCRIPTING / JOURNALING

WHAT IT IS, SHORTLY:

write a scene, or sometimes a letter from the future, detailing your desired outcome.

HOW NEURODIVERGENCE CAN CHANGE IT:

executive overload—long scripts can feel impossible to maintain for ADHD/executive dysfunction.

perfectionism and rumination—for anxious or OCD prone people, scripting is likely to become a source of endless editing and worry.

alexithymia—may struggle to articulate feelings in writing; it may feel… flat. cue the shame and feeling of imperfection.

ADAPTATIONS:

short bullet scripting—one paragraph or one bullet style scripts that list observable things of your desire. what you’ll do, see, hear, rather than emotional adjectives! more accessible for literal thinkers and those with alexithymia.

chunked journaling—store a script and set update checkpoints, be it weekly or monthly rather than daily rewriting. this reduces perfectionist editing.

multimodal scripts—include stickers, images, audio if you can to represent feelings for those who find words hard. for sensory neurotypes, attach textures or scents that represent the outcome.

4 — VISION BOARDS

WHAT IT IS, SHORTLY:

collecting or putting together images to represent your desire.

HOW NEURODIVERGENCE CAN CHANGE IT:

sensory overload—boards can be visually cluttered and overwhelming for sensory sensitive people. e.g. autism, SPD, etc.

shame from “not enough”—comparing boards to others or reality can worsen mood disorders.

ADAPTATIONS:

minimalism is in—use a single image or a single word on a tidy board, physical or digital. that way, less sensory overwhelm and more consistent cueing!

portable mini-board—small, pocket sized board or a single object that can be carried to avoid environmental restrictions or panic about large displays.

5 — GUIDED MEDITATION AND BREATHWORK

WHAT IT IS, SHORTLY:

using calming practices to induce a state for visualization or shifting.

HOW NEURODIVERGENCE CAN CHANGE IT:

sensory intolerance—long meditations or certain guidance voices (i know some of y’all can’t STAND alunir) can be intolerable at times.

disassociation—meditation CAN trigger disassociation in trauma affected or dissociative individuals. i’ve never said disassociation this many times in one sentence..

ADAPTATIONS:

short grounding practices—use brief, very short grounding cues. 10-30 seconds is enough! name three things you can see, hear and touch. keep it short to prevent disassociation.

active somatic grounding—use movement or counting rather than floating breathwork if sitting quietly increases dissociation.

personalization—choose guides and recordings (could make your own!) that match your sensory tolerances.

for the cuties that made it this far; i love love looove you! know that you’re capable regardless of what anyone shows you, regardless of how you feel. the law does not exempt you from success. you were born to shift, to manifest and explore. you will not let ANYTHING stop you. and i, personally, am right behind you—screeching motivation til my vocal chords die out.

time for me to study.. cries (｡╯︵╰｡)

I say he’s lidewally me and everyone at the function is looking at me weird. 4 hr study

@nephertiri i need him carnally, biblically even.

This counts as vent art.

this little passage from Mr. Rogers' book You Are Special made me tear up a little I can't lie

in 2026 DO NOT ask yourself whether your art is GOOD

instead ask:

and don't forget to stay silly

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