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    Something both Shane and Ilya understood about hockey, that many other players didn’t, was that what separated good players from the greats was the ability and willingness to plan and engage in psychological warfare.

    Shane and Ilya went about it in different ways but that didn’t change the fundamental truth: to be the best hockey player was to be ruthless.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    Hollanov in the wag chats.
    Hollanov training the league to be less bigoted

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    Shane does not know what he is staring at when he reads the name of the chat and the influx of texts.

    This looks like actual hell, and more importantly why on earth would Ilya add him to the Boston WAGS chat?

    TLDR: In an attempt to socialise in this new country Ilya puts 'jane' down as his WAG to connect to the team, this has unforeseen consequences for himself.

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    15 Jun 2026

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    Jane queen wag
    Every era hollanov
    The sex strike

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    Hazy: Happy birthday, Roz!

    Bood: Happy birthday, Cap!

    Barrett: Happy birthday!!

    Dykstra: It’s your birthday!

    Haas: Happy birthday, Captain! You are the most wonderful hockey player and leader, and I hope today is your best birthday yet ❤️

    Ilya: Well, it’s not, so your wishes mean nothing.

    Bood: Okay. Well.
    Bood: Looks like we are feeling a bit dramatic today.

    Hazy: Do you want to expand, or how can we best support you?

    Ilya: I will expand even though it is incredibly painful to do so.

    Barrett: Oh, goody.

    Ilya: My husband.
    Ilya: Shane Hollander.
    Ilya: The supposed love of my life.
    Ilya: The holder of my heart and half of my assets.
    Ilya: The future father of my children and feeder of my dog.
    Ilya: Forgot my birthday.

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    15 Jun 2026

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    Ilya's birthday
    Centaurs are great at organising

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    What if there was a player who got transferred to Ottawa who wasn't as cool as the rest of the team with Ilya and Shane's newly discovered relationship?

    When Ilya hears something aimed at Shane on the ice, he would like a word. Many words.

    ***

    “Say. It. To. My. Face,” Ilya repeated, every word spit out from between clenched teeth, his accent heavy, anger dripping from his voice.

    In his peripheral vision, he saw Bood and Dykstra approaching and he held up a hand to stop them.  This was between him and Petrov.  He would take care of this on his team.

    “I will not do that,” Petrov finally replied, his eyes darting to somewhere behind Ilya and then back. “You’re my teammate.

    “I’ am your captain,” Ilya hissed.  “You say it to him, you can say it to me.”

    Petrov swallowed, and for the first time, glanced around him as if to ask for help from his other teammates, none of which would come to his defense right now because Ilya had told them to hold.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Short ilya defends Shane sharing Ottowa player
    Nearly centaurs era hollanov

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    “So,” Ilya says, dragging the word out. He’s swiping at non-existent crumbs on the counter, avoiding his eyes. “You have dinner at parents on Christmas, yes?” 

    “Yeah.” 

    Ilya nods. “I can house-sit while you are away. Make place pretty, if you have decorations. Make it less boring.” 

    Shane’s eyebrows fly up. “What? You don’t want to come with?” 

    Finally, Ilya looks up at him. Hesitantly, he asks, “You want me to come with?” 

    Frowning, Shane says, “I– yeah. Yeah, of course. You think I invited you here just so you could spend Christmas alone?” 

    Looking away, Ilya shrugs. “I am intruder here, Hollander. You have family. I do not. Makes situation… difficult, maybe. You forget the world thinks we are rivals.” 

    “Not difficult,” Shane says immediately. “You want to come, you’re coming.” 

    Or: Ilya's in Montreal alone during the week leading up to the Winter Classic. Shane doesn't let him spend Christmas alone.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    Christmas at the cottage
    Cottage era hollanov