#sj barracuda

[bordysbae]

22 & 36 for bordy please p.s I love your writing

“is this a game to you?”

thomas bordeleau x fem reader

22. “we’re just hooking up, it’s nothing serious”

36. “yeah, i am jealous”

word count: 1k

warning; cursing

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thomas has always been cocky, you could tell from the day you met him. he knows the power he holds over girls, but you’re the only one who never truly fell under his charm. yes, you think he’s attractive, but you don’t just sit there and fawn over him. that’s how you won him over, you know your worth, and he finds that to be the most attractive thing a girl can do. he hates how much girls just throw themselves at him, he loves a chase. eventually his charm got to you, and you began seeing each other casually, with no strings attached of course.

“i’ll see you sometime this week yeah?” he asks you, running a hand through his bedhead. “yeah, i’ll text you. or you text me, doesn’t matter” you say, slipping your shoes back on. he walks you out of his apartment, leading you to the door. he gives you a kiss on the cheek, as you do your walk of shame down the hallway of his apartment complex. the walk of shame you seem to be doing more and more often.

you’re sure that you’ll see thomas at this party one of your guys’ mutual friends is hosting at the club, so you don’t bother texting him at all during the week. you guys really only hookup if it’s after a party, or after one of his games. you both have to work during the week, so weekends are your guys’ best friend, despite some of his hockey games being out of state.

you sloppily throw an outfit together and touch up your makeup before leaving for the party. you uber to the club, since you have every intention of getting shit-faced tonight. once you arrive you can already smell the sweat and alcohol in the air. you look around for anyone you know, and see a few people having a joint conversation with one another. you decide to get a drink first to loosen up your system slightly.

as you’re standing waiting for the bartender you notice a tall man sit down at the barstool next to you. you glance over at him, and see him smiling at you. “hi, i’m jackson.” he beams. “i’m y/n, nice to meet you!” you exclaim, returning the favor and giving him a cheerful smile. “let me pay for your drink yeah?” “oh no, you don’t need to do that!” “i insist, a pretty girl like you doesn’t need to be buying her own drinks” he says, making you blush.

he pays for your drink, and you both begin chatting. one strong drink in your system is already loosening you up, and before you know it, your hand is on jackson’s bicep as you’re laughing at his stupid commentary. you feel a gaze burning into your cheek, and as jackson orders you both a round of shots, you take it as an opportunity to look around. you’re met with thomas’ gaze from across the entire room, as he grips the neck of his beer bottle tightly. you smirk, knowing exactly what you’re doing to him. you turn around to face jackson as you both lift the shot glasses full of tito’s to your lips. your head falls back as the liquid goes down your throat, leaving a burning sensation. just like thomas’ gaze.

the buzz in your system tells you to take jackson to the dance floor, and he follows as you take his wrist in your hand. you loosely dance against him, your body’s clashing together as the multi-colored lights shine above you. thomas is still watching you, his jaw clenched, and this doesn’t go unnoticed by you. you pull yourself closer to jackson, taking in the strong smell of his cologne.

suddenly you’re pulled away from jackson by your wrist, and taken into a random bathroom. you already know who it is, and a smirk appears on your face as thomas locks the door. “hey pretty boy, long time no see” you say cooly. “oh piss off with that shit. the fuck are you doing y/n? is this a game to you?” he asks, all seriousness in his tone.

“a game? what are you talking about?” you ask, obviously playing dumb. “will you quit playing dumb for one god damn second?!” he groans, making you chuckle a little. “why were you all over that douche?!” “first of all, he’s not a douche, he bought me drinks. second, why does it matter? me and you, we’re just hooking up, it’s nothing serious” you say, mimicking the words you both had once agreed on.

“i don’t usually call girls back after a one night stand, but you’re different. you don’t fall at my feet and just throw yourself at me, i’m interested. if you wanna keep seeing each other i’m more than down, but i don’t really do the dating scene, just so you know.” he stated.

“no yeah, we’re just hooking up, it’s nothing serious.” you agreed with him.

“yeah exactly, no strings attached?”

“yup, no strings attached”

you’re snapped from the memory when thomas speaks up again, “yeah we’re just hooking up but jeez are you that oblivious?” “oblivious to what? are you jealous, bordeleau?” you smirk, knowing the cocky boy in front of you would never admit defeat. he remains silent, his eyes still piercing into yours.

“cmon tell me, cause if not i’d much rather go back out there to the guy who’s actually giving me attention” “yeah, i’m jealous. you drive me fucking crazy, y/n. i never wanted to develop feelings for you, but i did. i doubt you feel the same way since we agreed no strings attached, but jesus you drive me crazy. you’re the only person who intrigues me, and you’re just so gentle with me. i crave your touch every night i spend alone.” he admits, finally breaking.

“i like you too, idiot. why else would i be trying to get your attention all night?” you chuckle, rolling your eyes jokingly at his stupidity. “i don’t know, cause you’re mean” he shrugs. “if i’m mean then what are you?” you laugh, making thomas roll his shes. “oh shut up and kiss me already, no need to be rude” he says, leaning in, you doing the same. you guys meet in the middle, and instantly place your hands all over each other. your hands play gently with the curls at the back of his neck, while his wrap around your waist loosely.

[rowdyhughesy]

02:47 - T.Bordeleau

“ Everything is better with you. Everything has been better since you. “

- anon

Quick lil Bordy blurb🫶🏼

Ma future femme = my future wife

The microwave clock read 02:47 but you didn’t care about the loose of sleep you were getting. That you surely were going to wake up feeling like death tomorrow with dark bags under your eyes but it didn’t matter.

Nothing mattered at this point of time (in the dark) of your kitchen in the middle of the night. Clad in your flannel pyjama pants, one of your boyfriends hoodies and warm fluffy socks on your feet. The soundtrack to Camp Rock is flowing from the speaker, a noise complaint in the morning is something you know might happen but you’re so engrossed in the moment it doesn’t feel important. Nothing feels or is more important than you and Thomas in your apartment, singing along to Disney soundtracks as he’s twirling you around.

Your head feels dizzy from all the spinning but the warmth of Thomas’s hand on the small of your back and one of your hands intertwined is what’s grounding you. Pulling your back close to his chest, his breath fans your cheek as he leans close to the shell of your ear. Singing along softly to the song being played. “You make me feel like I'm myself. Instead of being someone else. I wanna live that every day, you say what no one else was saying. You know exactly how to get to me. You know it's what I need, It's what I need yeah.” Tears prick at your eyes from the love you feel in this moment. Your love for Thomas. Turning your head in his direction you place your free hand on his cheek.

Thumb brushing over the skin of his cheekbone. Your eyes seeking his as he leans into your touch, warm brown eyes catching yours. His lips so close to yours and a faint shade of pink dusting his cheeks. If it’s from the heat from all the dancing or your gaze you’re not sure but it’s there and it makes him even more endearing. Thomas leans forward capturing your lips with his, he tastes of chapstick and the smell of his cologne fills all of your senses sending you into a dreamy state.

Turning your body toward his without breaking the kiss you wrap your arms around his neck, Thomas’s hands finding their place on your hips. Tugging you closer to him it’s like your bodies become one. Blending together making you forget where you end and he begins. It’s soft breaths against parted lips, grasping at whatever body part you can reach and i love you’s whispered so low it’s barely audible.

Pulling away to catch your breaths Thomas doesn’t let you get far, still holding you close to his chest as you continue swaying along to the music.

The beginning chords of had me @ hello with Luke Benward sounds from the speaker making a big smile form on your face. Thomas has a smile on his face as well as he lean against the kitchen counter, arms crossed over his chest looking at you standing in front of him. Eyes gleaming in anticipation of what he knows is about to come.

Licking your lips you start singing along, hand outstretched to Thomas in a motion for him to take it. Standing face to face both of you having goofy smiles on your faces as you sing the words to him. Utterly heartfelt and hidden meanings in them. “You don't have to try too hard. You already have my heart, you don't got a thing to prove. I'm already into you.”

The music dying down Thomas presses a quick kiss to your forehead, your chin resting on his chest. Head upturned so that you’re looking up at him. Eyes growing tired from the lack of sleep but happiness from the moment shared with your boyfriend. “You really did have me at hello you know?” Thomas giggles at your words, guiding you to the way toward your shared bedroom. “You had me too Ma future femme.”

“God, I love it when you speak French to me.”

[frostbeees]

two in one day?!

[lennysfridge]

he’s so sexy jesus

[jamieburgers]

Thomas Bordeleau tells us everything we need to know about him

[trevorzegrizz]

@jade.bordeleau’s insta story

HAPPY BORTHDAY BORDS

[knitpurlgoal]

I thought I could have the barracuda stream up on one of my streams but [big deal] will be in my area for the rest of the morning :(

[njdhischier]

im kinda barking?

[bordysbae]

Being really clingy before bords has to leave for a roadie and not wanting to leave him 😔

“you can’t leave me here alone!”

thomas bordeleau x fem!reader

word count: 0.6k

you’re currently laying in your very warm and cozy bed, using your boyfriends toned body as a pillow. he begins to stir awake and rubs his eyes before looking down at you, only to see you looking up at him. a smile grows across his cheeks and he leans down to kiss the top of your head. “good morning” he raspily speaks.

“mornin’ sunshine” you smile, forgetting about the dreading moments soon to come in the next hour. you both just stare at each other for a moment, taking in the sweet feelings of love that you both share with each other. literally anyone can see just how much you both love each other, which is why you get so upset when he goes on a roadie. thomas is the sunshine in your life, he’s your world. so when he speaks up the next words you forgot about, your heart instantly breaks. “babe i need to get up and finish packing my bag and shower before i go” he groans, reaching for his phone off of the nightstand.

the roadie.

thomas is going on an roadie playing the canucks twice, back to back, over the next few days. you instantly sigh and wrap your arms around him as an attempt to prevent him from moving. “no! you’re not leaving!” you groan, making him chuckle. “babe i have to, the team leaves in 2 hours i need to start getting ready” “no you don’t, you can just stay with me” “as much as i’d much prefer that, i can’t do that love. this is my job” he smiles pitifully at you, knowing he doesn’t want to leave you either.

you hold your grip onto him, acting as if he couldn’t easily move you off of him. he doesn’t try to wiggle out of your grip, instead he manages to get up easily and throws you over his shoulder as he gets off of the bed. “excuse me! where are we going?” you flail around in his arms. “i’m going to shower, you can do whatever you please.” he places you back on the ground as he starts to run the shower.

you roll your eyes since you know he can’t see your face. once he finishes his shower you help him finish packing his bag, trying not to cry. you know it’s dumb to cry over this, but you can’t help it when he’s your absolute everything. “alright, i think that’s everything” he says zipping the zipper of the black bag. you silently walk away from him, and go into the living room. you slide on one of thomas’ oversized (oversized on you, not him) hoodies, as he walks in with his bags. you stare at him softly before you feel tears pool at the brim of your eyes.

thomas instantly notices and drops his bags, pulling you into a tight hug. “i’m sorry princess, i’ll be home before you know it. i’ll call you every night, i’ll text you all the time too. it’s only three days, and you’ll see me on the tv yeah?” he whispers in your ear. “you can’t leave me here alone!” you cry out.

he chuckles softly before kissing the tip of your nose. “i’m sorry love, i promise i’ll be home soon.” “you better” “i better? what did you think i was gonna runaway in canada?” he laughs. “what if you don’t actually have a roadie and you’re just running away” “you’re crazy, you know that?” you roll your eyes, hitting his chest playfully, “yeah but you love it” “i do?” he jokes, making you scoff.

“okay goodbye get out, go!” you say pushing him towards the door. “i love you, i’ll call you when i land okay?” “i love you more, and just remember i’m watching for you on tv so if i don’t see you playing i’m gonna assume you ran away!” “you’re so weird” he laughs as leans down to pull you into a deep kiss.

[rowdyhughesy]

I uh- help he’s a masterpiece🧍🏼‍♀️

[frostbeees]

✨talent✨

[lennysfridge]

ME SCREAMING ON THE PHONE WITH ARI

[jamieburgers]

01.08.23 via thom's story

[trevorzegrizz]

what’s up Bordeleau

[themotogirl]

shoutout to the cuda event fr got to watch the sharks get absolutely lit up with my besties.

The Swedes are such a club its so far beyond me how tristen has somehow gotten in on it but good for him. I mean magnus, petey, and oskar were all at a table together and then filip joined them and then boom suddenly tristen is in the middle and the swedes weren't even speaking english when i first walked up to them so idk what's happening there but i love it.

on a another note I've now watched parts of two (2) hockey games with magnus since saturday and he's had some shit to say each time he just like me fr. u thought he was sassy on tiktok, the things he's said to me man.

[knitpurlgoal]

I can’t tell if this is eldest daughter talking to little cousins behavior, or if he’s trying to join that u8 team