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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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    03 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 82

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    “It’s my boyfriend and I’s anniversary tonight and I’d like to get him some flowers.”

    “...Ah.”

    Ilya supposes he should have seen that coming.

    He puts even more care than usual in the bouquet, probably out of spite—mostly out of jealousy. It’s childish, and he knows that Shane won’t ever look at his fucking peonies and think ‘These are so gorgeous, I definitely ought to leave my partner for this random florist I met twice’.

    Whatever.

    If he deliberately chooses flowers with awful upkeep that will wilt easily, then it’s no one’s business but his.

     

    or: Shane comes to buy flowers for his boyfriend every week. Ilya hates it.

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    02 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 33

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    “Nah, fuck Paris,” he says, nipping at the underside of Naim’s chin to make him laugh again, the kind of startled laugh that doesn’t know how to be self-conscious. Oh, Ryan thinks, he loves him.

    He can’t say it out loud, not yet, notyetnotyetnotyet, so he chooses to be honest about the rest of it instead, says, “We’ll figure out Melbourne first. Yeah? Then—I dunno. We’ll go wherever you wanna go.”

    “I wanna go where you wanna go,” Naim whispers, unbearably honest-sounding. Scratch that, thinks Ryan.

    This is the happiest he’s ever been.

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    02 Jul 2026

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    “Uh,” he says, looking up from his screen and feeling his ears go hot, realizing for the first time that this habit of his hasn’t actually come up before until this exact moment.

    “What?” Rozanov asks, sounding more amused than anything else. “You are one of the people who does Instagram for food now?”

    “No,” Shane says, stalling between answering and finishing his Snap so he can send it to Melissa, “one sec.” He finishes typing out 'Tuna melt. Chips. Pickles. It smells really good. Swiss cheese, I think.' before he looks back to Rozanov, putting his phone facedown on the coffee table. “Just sending it to someone on the staff. She likes knowing what I’m eating.”

    He doesn’t know if Melissa likes knowing what he’s eating, per se, but she also seems pleased when he talks about enjoying food for things beyond how many grams of protein it has in it.

    “Ah,” Rozanov says, in a tone Shane can’t quite read. “You always send her your food then, this girl?”

    (shane has a habit of sending his team's dietician his meals for approval) (the problem with this habit? he forgets to tell ilya exactly what it is that melissa does) (how the tuna meltdown is AVERTED through the power of miscommunication)

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    02 Jul 2026

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    Shane Hollander when asked about speculations of his boyfriend Ilya Rozanov ‘tanking’ on purpose to reunite with him in Providence : “...What? He gets an earful from me every time they send him down. He has lousy puck control and weak defense and needs to work on his shooting accuracy and you think I want it to stay that way? No I don't want my boyfriend to be a joke of a player, I'd like him to put decent enough numbers that he doesn't get moved up and down the NHL and the AHL like an idiot. Now leave me alone.”

    or: Ilya Rozanov is a mediocre fourth liner of the Boston Bears. When he gets outed, the internet theorizes he plays poorly on purpose. His boyfriend isn't amused.

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    02 Jul 2026