#thomas bordeleau blurbs

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the sober pair - t.bordeleau

summary - y/n is luke’s (sophomore) girl best friend who is team mom, and is stuck sober for the night.

type - blurb, influenced by strawberries & cigarettes by troye sivan…… and probably every movie with a party in it :-)

warnings - none (ish) underage drinking & partying.

“luke! you said that you were going to be sober tonight!” y/n whined in her younger friend’s ear as he took the shot from the table, smiling.

“babe! we just won! sorry…..” he said devilishly, hitting her arm lightly. he then walked away to flirt with the blonde who’s been staring at him for the past 5 minutes.

game days were fun, but the after parties were tough on y/n. she was best friends with luke hughes, who she had met in a elective class that was mostly freshman. never in a million years that she would think that she would be friends / close with any student athletes, despite her being a kinesiology major. safe to say that hockey season started and she started to get close aka team mom to the umich hockey team.

“you’re an ass, hughes!” she yelled at him as he turned to wink at her.

“you love me, sis!” he joked as the blonde lead him to a hallway, leaving y/n’s sight.

“you know who also has an ass—“ the voice of brendan brisson rings though her ears as she whips around to see him, doing a hourglass motion with his hands, hinting at her outfit.

“sorry briss, can’t touch.” y/n joked to him as he pretended to swoon into kent’s arms.

“but he is right, your ass looks great in those black jeans! wonder who helped you pick those out?” kent johnson told her jokingly as he through briss to bords and side hugged her. kj was her best friend besides luke on the team. both luke & kj were like brothers to her.

“someone with good taste.” she winked at kj as he let go, going to get a drink. briss and owen follow behind kj, and y/n loses sight of them in the crowd. she lost sight of bords as well, not knowing where he went after briefly seeing him behind briss moments before.

“mind if I stay here? I don’t want to drink tonight.” she heard a voice say, as she looks up to see thom, standing against the wall nearest to her.

“of course, I’d never not take the company.” she said softly to him as she walks to stand next to him on the wall. they talk for a few minutes, and she could see thom looking over her shoulder multiple times since they started to stand with each other.

“I— don’t look but that guy keeps staring at you.” thom whispered into her ear, inching closer to her so she can peek around his shoulder to catch a glimpse of the frat boy looking at her. her stomach drops at the sudden grip on her waist and the tattooed hand making its way down to the back pocket of her black jeans.

“thom—“ she shifted into him, grabbing the nape of neck to pull his lips onto her neck.

“you smell like strawberries and cigarettes…. you smoke?” thom asked subtlety as the guy rolls his eyes at them, and walks out of sight. she could feel thom’s smirk against her cheek, she never wanted to leave this high.

“only when I’m nervous, don’t get any ideas….. bordeleau.” the brunette girl told him as she lightly loosened her grip on the back of his neck, causing him to groan.

“oh but I love it— it’s badass.” he said as he looked down to take her in fully. still trapped in the position they have been in since the guys started to look her way. “I’ve never met a girl like you.”

“I— how original……. you can let go now.” she stated as she still felt his grip on her waist / pocket. she was holding back the blush on her cheeks as she looked up at him.

he looked up to see her pink cheeks, and her little strawberry dangly earrings sparkle, as well as the look in her eye. he was going to go for it and hope it works. her lips just looked so good—-

“I have wanted to do this for a long time.” he told her softly as he moved his hand from her waist, up to cup her cheek lightly.

“thomas…” she asked him even softer as he moved the two of them closer.

kissing him felt like being on cloud nine. the instant sparks from his lips to hers was electrifying. thom thought that she’d taste like vanilla, but she truly does taste like strawberries and cigarettes. he loved it.

she loved the way he held her close, and deepened the kiss between him, lightly grabbing her neck with his (beautifully) tattooed hand which she always adored.

luke could see y/n across the room, watching the whole thing go down. oh his plan worked, the two may finally get together. he was so tired of those two secretly pinning for each other.

“I’m just—- ever since luke brought you, I wanted to taste those lips so bad. that sounds douchey, but I promise I have good intentions.” thom told her after they broke their kiss. he was so breathless, staring at her, she was radiating.

“I— I was hoping that things would change between us, thommy. I feel like I’m on cloud nine.” she told him as they started to both laugh a little.

“want to get out of here?” thom asked her as she grabbed his open hand.

“if you mean by outside and then door dashing food, then yeah. I have to stay and help these drunk hooligans get home after this.” she laughed as they walked out the door onto the front porch, sitting down on the front (empty) steps.

“cookies and cream milkshakes then?” thom asked as he pulled out uber eats.

“yeah, and now I owe hughesy $20.” she sighed as she leaned against her new— whatever they were going to be.

“why?” he asked her, softly laughing at her “sadness.”

“I told him I was going to be single and not on any boys’ radar until middle of next semester.” she told him, whining as he interlocked their finger together.

“screw it, I’ll pay the $20 to him, because I want to take you out on a date next friday, only if you let me.” the tattooed boy asked her as she giggled.

“me?” she pointed to herself as he nodded.

“it’s always been you, for months.” he said seriously as she looked down at their hands.

“months?!” she almost jumped at his answer.

“yeah……. there was a reason I wasn’t dating y/n. it wasn’t about hockey. it was over the fact I couldn’t take a chance to ask you out yet.” he rambled and then was cut of by her asking “sushi?” as thom said a “anything with you.”

“you flatter me, t.” she said as they waited for the order of milkshakes to go through the phone.

the phone dinged as the order went through. y/n sighed, as sleep wanted to take over. thom wrapped an arm around her shoulder, bringing her in closer, instead of her leaning on his arm.

the pair waited for their milkshakes & looked at the stars for the rest of the night. stone cold sober and the only high they had was of their own cloud nine’s, as they listened to the echoing music from the house behind them. thom was grateful that y/n & him were stuck being the sober pair for the night, so he could finally make a move. he never expected it to go so well….. he was almost grateful for the dumb frat boy that looked in y/n’s direction.

it was worth all the almost moments of asking her out. because he now knows that strawberries and cigarettes will always taste like her. <3

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[loveyou-4-life]

𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐄— thomas bordeleau

summary: Thomas never really admitted that he had feelings for his best friend. That’s until he feels the pit of pain in his stomach when he sees you getting proposed, he decides to finally let his feelings out on your weeding day.

requests are open !!

warnings: , mention of sex. mature language. reader having she/her/hers pronouns. lowercase intended.

authors note: i did another one of these because i had fun writing the last one.

materlist.

Don′t blame me, love made me crazy. If it doesn't, you ain′t doin' it right. Lord, save me, my drug is my baby. I'll be usin′ for the rest of my life.

—

thomas and y/n. y/n and thomas. it was always like that, just you two against the world. for 12 years you and thomas we’re best friends, you still are.

he was older by a year so naturally he was protective of you. you guys always say your future together with each other, you went to the same schools all your life and had the same after school activities and also always had the same friends.

so went you started to date guys and he started dating and occasionally hooking up with girls, you guys never mingled in each others love lives. although when you were younger you always told each other when you had a new crush, now you two rarely talked about your that aspect of your life.

so naturally it came to a shock to thomas when he found out you invited your boyfriend as your plus one.

boyfriend, weird.

you and thomas, both, we’re invited to a wedding of one your friend’s . thomas and you would always be each others plus one that’s why you alarmed thomas early that you invited your boyfriend.

he was shocked questioning you why you didn’t tell him, saying he was your best friend. you simply answered with a “we-never-really-talk-about-our-sex-lives”.

and with that he was invited to dinner with you and your boyfriend. he didn’t get the pit unknown feeling in his stomach that built when you told him the news.

I′ve been breakin' hearts a long time. And toyin′ with them older guys. Just playthings for me to use

the day came with him meeting and the clock was ticking, you just finished setting up the table making thomas’ favorite. your boyfriend came downstairs and gave you a peck on the cheek. that was thomas’ thing.

but it never really had an affect on you when albert did it, whenever thomas did it, you would always get a pink rose color all over your cheeks.

it always had that affect on you, you still remembered when thomas did it when you guys first met and it became thomas’ thing.

— 2008 —

little y/n loved her dolphin stuffed animal, she never went anywhere without it , she quickly became attached to it. she actually named him dopie.

she was gripping it in her hand while she was watching the kids play in the playground. she was scared and new to the school, nobody really approached her since nobody knew who she was.

suddenly she heard the bells of a candy truck. she squealed before grabbing her mothers hand and dragging her towards it.

when she got her ice cream she turned to her mother to ask for dopie but soon her smile fell when she didn’t see him no where in her mothers hand.

“mommy wheres dopie?” little y/n asked. her mothers eyes went wide, y/n was soon going to be panicking and having a full temper tantrum.

“why don’t we go check the bench and then if we don’t find him don’t panick i’ll report it to the police” her mother reassured y/n. y/n nodded her eyes filled up with tears. when she went back to the bench she found a boy gripping dopie tightly.

she smiled, dopie was there. she went up running to the boy, her mother on her tail.

“that’s my dopie” she said softly to him. he made eye contact with her, he gave her a cheeky smile before nodding and extending dopie towards her.

“i wanted to protect him for you so he doesn’t get stolen” he whispered. she thanked him and asked if he wanted any candy. he gladly took some and they soon went to comfortable silence. young thomas wanted to be her friend, so he started a conversation about a new cartoon that just came out.

young y/n was excited that she finally had thomas, and since she had finally met someone who had watched her favorite cartoon.

when thomas’ mother came to get thomas, thomas turned to y/n. hugging her and kissing her cheek softly, y/n flushed, her cheeks turning pink and said her goodbyes.

— END OF FLASHBACK —

from that moment on those two never went anywhere without each other.

Something happened for the first time. In the darkest little paradise. Shakin', pacin′, I just need you

when you heard the door bell ring, you immediately went opening the door, albert behind you in your tail.

when you saw thomas behind the door you immediately when flying your best friends arms. “Hi” you whispered in your bestfriends neck. thomas chuckled kissing your cheek, you flushed your cheeks turning red. you pulled back when you remembered you had another presence around.

“thomas this is my boyfriend, albert” you introduced the two to each other. thomas smiled at him and albert returned it to him shaking his hand.

throughout the dinner you noticed something different to thomas, but you thought it was just your overthinking. actually you were right, while you thought the dinner went well thomas was tired from faking his smile.

— 2 WEEKS LATER —

the day of your friends wedding came and you were excited and both nervous. you hadn’t seen briss nor bords for about two months now and you couldn’t wait to see their faces again. while you and briss still talked daily, thomas had been acting weird since dinner with you and albert. almost like he was ignoring you, either being dry or being on delivered for hours, or him dodging your daily calls.

when you went to the reception your eyes immediately went to thomas, albert kissing your cheek saying he was gonna go say hi to one of his friend.

thomas eyebrows came together, that was his thing.

you sighed, your chest rising. you signaled your head towards the back room where the door had a sign saying “staff only” but both of you chose to ignore that.

when thomas first walked in, y/n was behind him.

“what has gotten into you” you questioned

“nothing” thomas shrugged.

“i call bull shit you’ve been ignoring me” you spat, a pout formed on her lips. thomas tried to hide his smile, she looked cute. what? stop

“look you have your responsibilities now and i do too” he declared. y/n eyebrows came together. did he mean albert?

“do you mean albert?” y/n questioned her thoughts questioning. thomas really didn’t have any excuse for how he was ignoring her, so he went with the reasoning y/n thought.

“yes i mean albert, now you have somebody else to bother and you still seem to not get the hint to leave me alone, so stop calling me seven hundred times a day” he snapped. you were shocked, your mouth opened but nothing seemed to come out of it.

“y/n-” thomas tried to apologize but was cut off by albert coming in saying he needed to show you your surprise.

you walked out, your hand gripping alberts and suddenly everybodys attention was on you. thomas eyed briss and briss only gave him sympathy eyes. whats going on?

For you , i would cross the line I would waste my time

but when albert brought you to the middle of the room and everybody was waiting anxiously for something, everybody and everything seemed to go blank. thomas was seeing albert going on one knee and he only saw you crying and saying yes while everybody celebrated around you.

while everybody on the wedding was celebrating love, he was drowning himself in pity for the love he realized he had for his best friend.

I would loose my mind. They say, she’s gone too far this time.

—6 MONTHS LATER wedding day—

he had gotten the invitation, of course he had. he was your best friend. yes in past tense.

you both hadn’t talked since the fight or since albert proposed.

thomas decided to share his feelings so the pit feeling would go away. no he wasn’t being selfish, he thought that you should know so that you knew why he ignored you.

when he walked in your hotel suite holding his present to you in his hand, your bridesmaids immediately went from being hectic to the place being quiet.

your best friend stepped up greeting him. but before she could ask how he was he immediately cut to the chase

“Wheres y/n?” thomas questioned. your best friend pointed towards a door to another room.

he knocked hearing you say come in. when he walked in, your eyes went wide.

“You came” a small hope filled smile went across your face.

“Yeah i did, i got you something” he said handing over the box. y/n put the brush down grabbing the box. when she opened it she was shocked to find a replica of dopi the dolphin she lost when she was 10.

“thomas thank you oh my god where did you find this?” you questioned standing up pulling thomas in a tight hug before pulling back and looking at the stuffed animal again while biting your lip , an excited look on your face.

thomas couldn’t wait any longer, he needed to tell her. he knew that it was fucked up to ruin her special day but he needed to get it off his chest.

“y/n i love you, and not as a friend or a best friend i love you but as a love-of-my-life love you” he examined. you froze. your eyes widened. “thomas-”

“no please y/n let me talk okay i’m sorry okay?i’m sorry for ignoring you but its better to ignore you than for you to reject me and i don’t care any longer and i have to give you a thousand i’m sorrys but let me start with i’m sorry for coming to tell you this today but i need to know that these 12 years that we’ve been best friends, have ever felt something for me? or i’m sorry for being selfish and not being happy for you that you’re finally having your fairy tale wedding but i can’t be happy for you unless its me waiting for you at the end of that alter while your father gives you to me , i love you and while i’ve been sorry for that these 6 months i’m proud of it now” he said out of breath. tears filled up in y/n eyes, but thomas knew those tears and they certainly weren’t happy ones. so he walked out without letting you say anything.

—

thomas was in the bathroom, his eyes showed numbness. the pit feeling in his stomach was now gone , so he didn’t have anything in him anymore.

the bathroom door stormed open, hitting the wall behind it. thomas looked up and an out of breath brendan came in.

“alberts…looking fo… for you” he said having trouble, trying to catch his breath. thomas eyebrows shot up.

he definitely was going to get kicked out of the wedding now.

when he went to the bachelor suite looking for albert, he walked in and albert stood there dressed in a suit. suddenly he was reminded he was going to get married to the girl of his dreams, lucky bastard.

“get dressed thomas, y/n told me to break the news to you that either she’s going to call off the wedding or you’re going to be the one waiting for her at the end of the alter” he said. what?

now here they stood both at the end of the altar, him saying his improvised vows and he couldn’t be more prouder to say that him being stupid and fighting that day on their friends wedding would lead him to here, kissing his now wife.

Don’t blame me , love made me crazy. If it doesn’t, you ain’t doing it right. Lord save me, my drug is my baby. I’ll be using for the rest of my life.

—

part two?

[this-is-ally-and-im-confused]

hi, my love <3 do you think you could do quote 15 “you’re stronger than this, i know you.” w thom? maybe something abt people bringing the reader down and him finding her all broken, having to reassure her :(

Here you go, riri! Love ya, feel free to request more <3

Crushed.

That was the feeling best defining the overload of emotions adding a metaphorical tonne of weight onto your already tired body. How did Thom do it? He wakes up every day with a chipper smile, a joking manner, and a total appreciation for each day. You couldn’t help but feel…envious.

He was taking life in stride–for you it was a different story.

You were sinking under a workload designed for two people, family coercion to settle down, and whether or not Thom had been meaning it–pressure to be the perfect girl.

You hid the pain of the stress well. Until one day it was all too much. Thom wasn‘t supposed to be home for another hour, and you were just getting finished with some final work e-mails. Within the “urgent” e-mails, you had received passive-aggressive shaming written right between the lines. Still, you took care to reply. Even if it was a bare minimum effort. You were fine, but that was until a text from Bordy came popping up onto your phone.

From: Bordy Boi <3

“Hey, I think we should go out tonight. I'll be home in 20, you down?”

To: Bordy Boi <3

“Idk, I'm pretty tired today. I'm sorry.”

From: Bordy Boi <3

“You're always tired.”

Shit, there it was. The crushing feeling again. The pit of disappointing your boyfriend. You couldn't handle it. Spiralling sent you slumped down underneath your wooden desk. Through the heavy breathing paused by sobs and tears–twenty minutes had passed. You were only sure of this because of Thom’s keys jiggling in the front door lock.

“Baby, where are you? I brought smoothies,” he said extending the ‘o’ in smoothie.

God, he was always so happy. Why does he put up with you? He's going to leave one day. It's all your fault.

Your whirlwind of thoughts was interrupted by a set of hands coming to brace your shoulders.

“Hey sugar, can you look at me?”

“I can't. I-i can't do a-anything.”

“Mon amour, what's wrong? How can I help?” He said as he pulled you up into his arms. Somehow managing to fit the two of you curled up under the cramped desk.

You cuddled into his embrace. Rapidly, you tried to focus on anything but the evil thoughts abusing your mind.

“I'm so tired, I want to give up.”

“Hey look at me. You’re stronger than this, I know you. I don't know what's been going on and that's a pretty shitty boyfriend move, but I know that whatever is happening–I’ve got you.”

“But–”

“It's gonna be okay, mon chou.”

“Can we go have those smoothies?” You requested in a small voice.

He nodded. The two of you wiggled out from under the desk, but Thom’s close embrace didn't falter for the rest of the evening.

[boeswhore]

𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

last updated: 05/16/22

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MASTERLIST

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IMAGINES

HOCKEY

Nico hischier

the fight

william nylander

famous

mitch marner

paper rings

thomas bordeleau

revenge

ice and spice

punishment

moritz seider

ask

mat barzal

neighbor

Jack Hughes

mess around and find out

BASKETBALL & NFL

killian hayes

comfort cuddles

Travis kelce

Super Bowl

live from New York

Patrick mahomes

parade

FOOTBALL/SOCCER

christian pulisic

one last time

confusion and confessions

lie detector part two

first timer

the apology

want one?

Mason mount

you belong to me

hate me

little mount

uncle Mason

delicate

Neymar jr.

five minutes

FORMULA 1

nyck de vries

year one

charles leclerc

a sleepless night in monaco

the other man the right man

fallingforyou

Mozart

falling in love again

uncle Charles

summertime happiness

match point

love affair

brothers best friend

Carlos sainz

desperate

unforgettable

spoiled

Polaroid

papa carlos

I see red

stay, stay

lover

pining - mini series

max verstappen

secrets out

happiness comes in ice cream

the ways in which max shows you he loves you

lando norris

the right man

this love

little streamer

one too many

everybody’s friend

Pierre Gasly

one night with you

falling in love again

jealousy, jealousy

only him

one last ride for the alpha

I’m yours

lewis hamilton

it’s sir to you

drunk on you

ride that like a Mercedes

Daniel ricciardo

the return of the honey badger

dicked down in Dallas

Tim McGraw

home is whenever I’m with you

arthur leclerc

cruel summer

hard work

love affair

yuki tsunoda

sushi date

cherry blossom season

one last ride for the alpha

mick schumacher

you are in love

the ways in which mick schumacher shows you he loves you

toto wolff

ride that like a Mercedes

extra credit

George Russell

I think he knows

MISCELLANEOUS

BLURBS

brad marchand

Jeremy swayman

quinn hughes

cale makar

benjamin pavard 2

travis kelce

josh giddey

lando norris

max verstappen

carlos sainz

Daniel ricciardo

COLLECTIONS| MINI SERIES

valentines day

fake it? - mini series

Taylor swift inspired works

dad + family works

three’s company works

pining - mini series

[bordysbae]

i genuinely need like frat wedding with someone like idc but i wanna see how it would fucking go 😫

“wedding bells”

mark estapa x brisson!reader

word count: 1.3k

warning: cursing

ps: this is not a romance story, there is kissing but its not really a love story! sorry if that’s what you were expecting!! also, sorry this isn’t exactly a frat wedding but it’s pretty close in idea? also idk why the gif is so blurry :((

you and your older brother, brendan, somehow ended up at the same college. so this meant having to deal with his idiotic teammates all the time. you’re just hanging out in your dorm when suddenly dylan and ethan come banging on your door. “jesus christ i’m coming stop knocking on the door!” you groan, rolling out of your bed.

you open the door and see ethan and dylan breathing heavily, sweating a little too. “should’ve known it would be you idiots, what do you guys want? also, why are you guys so out of breath?” you ask, annoyed that they disturbed your peace. “you need to come with us to the sophomores house, cmon” dylan says quickly grabbing your wrist. you stop in your tracks, causing dylan to jolt backwards. “hold on! i don’t have shoes on dumbass!” “hurry up!” ethan exclaims as you go back into your dorm to grab shoes.

the boys take you to the house, and you’re met with not only your roomate, who’s also your best friend, but also the entire hockey team. “what the fuck is going on?” you chuckle nervously, confused why so many people are here.

“go turn around in the corner, we have a surprise for you” thomas says as he grabs your wrist and pushes you into the corner gently. you turn around and listen to the chaos and whispers going on behind you. “y/n turn around” your best friend sing-songs. you slowly and cautiously turn around, afraid something might jump out at you or something. you never know what the hockey boys have up their sleeve. when you turn around you see everyone either sitting on or standing around the couch, and mark is in front of you down on one knee. your mouth falls agape at the sight.

“y/n, i love you—“ mark pauses and turns around to face your brother brendan, “as a friend, don’t kill me briss.” brendan chuckles and gives a thumbs up, as mark turns around to face you again. “—so much, so will you do me the honor and marry me?” he asks, as he pulls out a ring pop from his pocket. you hold back a laugh, and nod in agreement, wiping fake tears to go along with the act.

the crowd around you guys erupts into cheers and laughs, as he places the ring pop on your ring finger. he pulls you into a hug and whispers in your ear, “i’m sorry about all this” he laughs, making you finally break and begin laughing too. the guys suddenly turn you and marks hug into a group one and you’re instantly being crushed by everyone. “so when’s the wedding?” luke asks. “uhh, saturday! tomorrow night we can all go out to the bar as a bachelor party” mark suggests. “what about me? i can’t be in your bachelor party, i’m the bride!” you say. “oh suck it up y/n, you’ll be fine” ethan says as he pats your shoulder. “yeah yeah, whatever eddy”

—

today is the day, and you’re wearing a random white dress you found in your closet. it’s definitely far from a wedding dress, but you’re a broke college kid, so a tight dress from senior year homecoming is the best you’re gonna get. your roommate, now maid of honor, is doing your makeup, while your other friends who you chose as bridesmaids get their dresses on. the boys are lucky since they need to dress up before games, so they all have nice outfits already planned out for them.

eventually it’s time to walk down the aisle, and your bridesmaids all found someone to pair up with. brendan is walking your friend eliana, ethan is walking shea, luke is walking molly, dylan is walking ella, and lastly thomas is walking you. thomas isn’t apart of the bachelor party but since he’s your brothers best friend who you’ve grown close to, he decided to step in to walk you down the aisle.

“good luck out there kid” he chuckles softly, making you chuckle slightly too.

once you reach the altar you see mark standing in front of you, a stupid grin across his face. nolan was collectively voted to wed you guys, since he’s the most “responsible.”

“ladies and gentlemen i bring you all here today to celebrate the um, totally real marriage of y/n and mark!” nolan says, and the crowd roars of things like “get it mark!” and “that’s my boy!” once the crowd quiets down, nolan speaks up again. “so, mark would you like to start us off with the vows?” “oh sure” he says as he scratches the back of his neck.

“y/n i love the pancakes you make after a long night out, they taste really good! i also really love how you blast music from your phone for no reason literally every time you’re over! umm yeah i love you a lot, i guess?” he says awkwardly off of the top of his head. “you couldn’t even write anything down?! you’re such an idiot estapa!” ethan bursts out laughing, making everyone including you laugh.

just before you can begin your vows suddenly nolan speaks up, “um excuse me, phillipe there’s no smoking in here unless you give me a hit, so please put your puff bar away sir.” nolan scowls at the boy who’s in the second row of foldable chairs. phillipe takes one last hit and places it back in his pocket, “my fault. continue with your vows.” you chuckle before pulling out your phone to read the vows you wrote. “mark, i’ve gotten to know you decently well and i’m honored to be marrying you! you’re a pain in the ass who im so glad to be marrying. thanks for always eating the food i make, you’re always the reason i need to make three batches of pancakes for you idiots. i love you lots!” you giggle at the stupidness of this entire situation.

“oh her vows were so much better, you suck estapa” dylan exclaims. “shut up dylan!” mark groans. “alright, mark, do you take y/n to be your wife, to be together through sickness and in health, to be together uhhh—“ he pauses to think, “um, through old age?” he shrugs, making everyone laugh once again.

“i do” mark smiles at you. “y/n, do you take mark to be your husband through whatever the hell i just said to mark?” nolan asks you. “i do” you smile. “alright mackie, bring out the rings!” nolan exclaims, as mackie rises from his seat holding a little box with two haribo wedding rings in it . mark places a ring on your finger, and you place the other one on his.

“you may now kiss the bride!” nolan cheerfully blurts out. “briss close your eyes” mark says as he wraps an arm around your waist, dipping you down like in the movies and kissing your lips. many ‘woo!’s and ‘get it!’s can be heard from the crowd around you. brendan pulls mark away from you playfully, “okay that’s enough kissing my sister estapa!” he says as he fake gags.

matty starts playing ‘dj got us fallin in love’ by usher as you and mark walk hand in hand down the aisle. “matty i wanted taylor swift to play at my wedding! not party music!” you complain. “it was this or some random youtube video dylan found of wedding bells!” “wedding bells are a real thing? i thought that was just a saying” mark chimes in. dylan shrugs, “i didn’t know they were real either, i just looked up wedding music”

“enough bickering you four, nolan bought champagne!” thomas says, luring the four of you back inside the house. “to the newly weds!” nolan says as he shakes the bottle before popping it open, making everyone cheer.

never did you think your wedding would look like this, but if we’re being honest, this is way more fun.

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Soft Launch

I hope you love it❤️

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Nblanks98 WHO IS THIS??????

Nblanks98 I SAID NO BOYFRIENDS!!!

Markestapa didn’t think you had it in you!

→ Nblanks98 MARK WHO IS IT!

→ Y/nblankenburg MARK NOT A WORD!

→ Markestapa sorry blanks i’m more scared of her then i am of you!

Jay_keranen90 is that who I think it is?

→Y/nblankenburg definitely not!

kentjohnson.13 Your brother is freaking out!!

→Y/nBlankenburg tell him there’s nothing to worry about!

Seamuscasey26 Oh no...

→Lucafantilli This is going to cause trouble!!

→Y/nblankenburg both of you better shut up!!!

brendan.brisson When did this happen?

Thombordeleau_ It better be who i think it is!!!

→Y/nblankenburg Maybe...

Jacobtruscott 🫣🤭

→Edwards.73 this is sus🤨

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Jacobtruscott My world🌍❤️ ps sorry Nick, don’t kill me...

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y/nblankenburg I love you so much🥺❤️

Markestapa so happy i don’t have to keep it a secret anymore!

→Mackie.samo same, i coulnd’t keep it in any longer!

Nick.granowicz SIMP!!!

Nblanks98 WHAT!!!!

Nblank98 JACOB I TOLD YOU TO MAKE SURE SHE DIDN’T GET A BOYFRIEND!!!

→Jacobtruscott Well she won’t with me as her boyfriend!

→Nblanks98 Dude what the hell!

→Jacobtruscott you know dam well i won’t hurt her, i love her!!!

→Jay_keranen90 Nick trust me, he’s not going to hurt her!!

Rutgermcgroarty MOM & DAD

Edwards73 Is nick going to kill you?

→Seamuscasey26 we kind of need him...

→Nblanks98 i don’t know yet

→Y/nblankenburg Nick he makes me the happiest girl in the world!!!

→nblanks98 he better or i will hurt him!!!

Seamuscasey26 i want this🥺

→Luca.fantilli in order to have this, you need to know how to flirt...

→jdrusk53 But Jacob doesn’t know how to flirt?

→Y/nblankenburg Yet, he has a girlfriend!

→Jacobtruscott Y/n you aren’t suppose to agree with them

→y/nblankenburg oups...

g.brindley4 how cute!🥺

thombordeleau_ BEEN WAITING FOR THIS!!!!

[brendanbrissonswh0re]

Lip gloss

This one is kinda funny 😂

I walked in the senior house with a Ulta makeup bag in my hand I got new makeup but what I’m most excited about was the lip gloss. The lipgloss plumped your lips and I thought there was no one better to try it out on than my boyfriend.

When I walk into Nolan’s room he speaks up “about time you came back I was fighting my sleep so we can nap together” “ok just let me go change and I’ll take a nap with you” I finish changing I put on Nolan’s hockey hoodie with some underwear I sneak the lip plumper into the pocket in the hoodie. I got into bed and Nolan immediately cuddles me “I missed you ma” “I was only gone for like an hour” I say laughing “yeah an hour too long” “nol baby go to sleep I can tell you tired” soon enough Nolan went to sleep I wait a little while before I pull out the lip plumper and put some on his bottom lip, as I’m working on the top lip Nolan starts to wake up a little bit “mmm y/n babe what are you doing” “nothing nol just go back to sleep” I say as I rub my hands through his hair and he cuddles into me more, when he falls back to sleep I apply more of the lip plumper on his lips after it’s all done I let out a silent laugh I laughed so hard I almost peed myself so I leave Nolan’s grip and go into the bathroom to use it when I walk out of the bathroom I see Nolan looking in the mirror “y/n what did you do” he says pointing at his lips I let out a little giggle before I say “what are you talking about cutie” “im talking about you putting makeup on my lips, what even is this my lips are burning” “baby I didn’t put anything on your lips” “y/n my lips are 2 times bigger than what they normally are and they burn, don’t try and play games with me” “ok so maybe I did put lip plumper on your lips while your were sleeping” “babeeeee” “whatttt you look like a pretty princess now” “take this off of me asap” “ok whatever you say princess” “oh god this little nickname better not stick”

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Who I Write For / Masterlist

Anaheim Ducks

Trevor Zegras

Trevor Zegras Instagram Au

Mason McTavish

Boston Bruins

Jeremy Swayman

Fighting - Jeremy Swayman

Chicago Blackhawks

Connor Bedard

Colton Dach

Colorado Avalanche

Cale Makar

Scared - Cale Makar

Columbus Blue Jackets

Cole Sillinger

Meeting Your Family - Cole Sillinger

Adam Fantilli

Edmonton Oilers

Leon Draisaitl

I Got You - Leon Draisaitl

Florida Panthers

Mackie Samoskevich

Montreal Canadiens

Cole Caufield

New Jersey Devils

Luke Hughes

Lake House Luke Hughes

Luke Hughes Instagram Au

Concussion - Luke Hughes

High School Sweethearts - Luke Hughes

Jack Hughes

Philadelphia Flyers

Jamie Drysdale

San Jose Sharks

Thomas Bordeleau

Vancouver Canucks

Quinn Hughes

Vegas Golden Knights

Brendan Brisson

Winnipeg Jets

Brad Lambert

UMICH

Nick Moldenhauer

Jacob Truscott

Dylan Duke

Seamus Casey

Luca Fantilli

Ethan Edwards

Mark Estapa

[hughescluez]

hi!! can I request 21 & 24 from your prompt list with bordy? thank you!

hi there hun ! thank you for requesting <3

21. “we’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

24. “don’t you dare walk away from this.”

word count: 987

you sigh softly, swirling the drink that is still in your solo cup. to put it lightly, the party was boring. normally, you can tolerate them because you always go along with thomas, but today was different.

thomas and you got into a small argument before heading over, so you both showed up to the party alone, which sparked a flood of questions and confusion from the other boys.

thomas was aware that you needed space after an argument, especially given the intensity of the one you two had just an hour prior to the party. he was aware that the least he could do was refrain from pissing you off further, but that didn't stop him from keeping an eye on you and watching your every move from a distance.

thomas rolls his eyes as brendan claps his back again, questioning him on why he hasn’t gone up to you yet.

“do you ever stop being annoying—or does it just run in your bloodstream?”

brendan scoffs at his best friends response, “i’ll stop being annoying once you learn how to be less adamant.”

thomas was well aware that brendan was right, but he would never give him the satisfaction of being right. as much as he wanted to reach out to you, he didn’t know if the moment was right. he wasn't sure if you wanted to speak with him at the moment so his feet stayed glued to the same spot.

“oh c’mon, just go talk to her instead of watching her like a hawk.”

he gives brendan a glare before nudging him off, returning his gaze back to you only to see that this time you were looking right back at him making his heart skip a beat. although, the moment was cut short as some frat cuts in to introduce himself.

you plaster on a fake smile as the boy introduces himself. you were not a fan of mingling around with strangers. as the conversation grows, you became more open and suddenly for a bit, you forgot that you were at a party.

thomas, on the other hand, was filled with rage, watching the interaction with hard eyes as he takes another swig out of his beer.

“who the fuck is y/n talking to?” matty asks as he joins the spot beside thomas as they both watch you laugh at another dumb joke he probably made.

“how the fuck am i supposed to know.”

“don’t you wanna— i don’t know maybe go talk to her now?”

“no.”

“i think you shou— “i said no.”

matty shakes his head, rolling his eyes at thomas’ ego that sometimes seems to shine out brighter than other days.

“well, shes leaving now so i gue—”

before matty could finish his sentence, thomas is already rushing over to where you were now standing with the so-called frats’ jacket draped around your shoulder.

“hey thomas?” you say but it comes out more as a question.

“who’s the guy?”

he completely dodged what you said as he shoots daggers at the boy standing just a couple of steps away from him.

“this is chad, chad this is thomas.”

you can see thomas snort at his name, as chad reaches out to shake his hand. he keeps his arms wrapped around himself, still keeping his gaze fixed on the boy.

chad coughs awkwardly as he clears his throat, “anyways, i think me and y/n are heading out so we’ll catch you later man.”

“no the fuck she’s not, she’s coming with me right now. let’s go y/n i need to talk to you.” he grabs the jacket off your shoulder, throwing it back at chad.

before you could protest; thomas is already grabbing your hand and pulling you away from the scene. you were annoyed, to say the least. he ignored you the whole party but now decides to make an appearance.

“what the fuck was that thomas?” you seethe as he shuts the door behind him.

“you’re asking me that question! what the fuck were you doing?”

“talking to someone that actually acknowledged me throughout the night unlike you so tell me thomas, who’s the bad guy here?”

he watches, as you angrily tuck your hair behind your ear; watching him with a glare waiting for him to respond to your question.

“i don’t want you talking to that guy ever again.”

that’s it? that’s all he had to say to your question. thomas was a man of very few words. you figured that out when you first became friends with him and you loved that about him but at the moment it was infuriating you.

“you know what— i’m not doing this right now.”

you turn around reaching for the door but thomas is quick to grab your hand, spinning you around to face him.

“don’t you dare walk away from this.”

you watch his eyes; trying to read his emotions but they were clouded with a mixture of stuff. you had never seen him like this.

“what else do you want me to do? i need answers thomas. you can’t just be my frie— “we are not just friends and you fucking know it.”

you feel your heart beginning to race as all of the emotions began rushing through your mind. he wasn’t wrong, for the first time the feelings that you’ve been keeping buried deep down inside of you began to pile out.

“and i know you feel it too— whatever i’m feeling i just need you to tell me that you do.”

you didn’t know that to say, so all you could do is just throw yourself in his arms and he’s quick to react as he pulls you close to him placing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“i do feel it thom, just as much.”

his jaw unclenches as he continues to hold you tighter, as your words bring him a sense of relief.

[loveyou-4-life]

𝐍𝐎 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄— thomas bordeleau ( chapter two )

summary: When shes getting time to meet her new “boss” and seeing how he is behind the articles. She finds out he’s holding a lot of baggage. Making her mission for him to open up, it was harder than it looked because of his new found hatred for her. That’s until he invites her to a special place.

warning: mature language, mention of alcohol, childhood trauma. not proof read.

authors note: i’m having too much fun with this series. ik that bords doesn’t have a clock tattoo but just go along with it. why does this chapter feel so short lmao

masterlist.

love sex and hockey masterlist.

“THOMAS, THIS IS JULIETTE D’AMOUR, you’re new Pr representative” Scotty introduced. Thomas ignored her hand and only gave her a stiff nod earning a glare from his agent.

“Nice to meet you” She said. Acting as though he didn’t threaten to fire her 12 hours ago.

“I’ll let you two get to know each other for a bit until we go to the press conference” Scotty declared. Julie knew he warned Thomas to be nice to her, she could practically hear a fuming Thomas from the other room.

The door closed behind Scotty leaving the two alone. Tension rose and Thomas was getting impatient.

Julies focus was on something else tho, in Thomas’ arms , tatted was a clock and knife stabbed into it. She wondered what it meant, then going around it was a tree, without leafs. And then a lion with a scar along on one of his eyes.

Maybe they meant something to him, they do probably. And all this thoughts were around her head. He needs to open up. He’s definitely not an alcoholic but maybe he’s drinking to forget. Was she really going to judge him based off his tattoos? that’s a start.

“Didn’t your parents ever tell you that staring is rude” Thomas questioned with a teasing tone. Julies eyes went from his to arms to his face, she wish she could say he didn’t have a nice face.

“Didn’t your parents ever tell you that you don’t ignore others when they try to shake your hand” She shot back. He chuckled, butterflies suddenly exploding in her stomach. his laugh.

“Well they only told me to not ignore elders” He stated. His eyes were like they were smirking, Julie knew she and him were going to have a hard time.

“In order for us to work together , you and I need to get along” she said softly. He scoffed standing up from his seat.

Bending down to her height, he came close to her face. “In your dreams witch”.

—

timeskip

2 WEEKS LATER

He wasn’t working with her, literally.

Every time the two would see each other, he would go the other way and he was basically forced to have weekly two hours meetings with her. She wasn’t sure what she did to him, maybe she took too far in insulting him?

Today was the day of another press conference. The last one she had when she first formally met Thomas, didn’t end so well when a new reporter slipped out that he had wrote an article on the one nightstand Thomas had with an instagram model. Scotty was furious.

Her nickname by him became “witch” and soon even Scotty would call her that. She wasn’t annoyed, it was just a nickname. She was used to them by now.

She had just finished a schedule plan for Thomas to do for the next 6 months. It included him visiting sick fans and spending the day with them, going on a run , and all types of funny interviews she had seen online. All of these activities were in a public place for the paps to photograph. She was slowly going to help him bring his image back.

She headed towards Scottys office , she was sure Thomas was there when she saw him walk in this morning. Going up to the office open doors, she softly knocked on the hard wood and both heads turned towards her.

“If you aren’t busy , I need to talk to both of you” She played with her fingers. Her laptop on her hand . Scotty softly smiled at the girl, she had heard him say plenty of times that she reminded him of his daughter.

“Yeah come in” She heard Thomas groan. She chuckled, it was actually funny to her. Thomas’ misery.

“I just finished the schedule plan,you can take a look at it for this week and then we can talk about the next 6 months.We have a kid that reached for you by Make a Wish foundation wanting to have dinner with Thomas and teach him how to take a girl on a date, I was thinking maybe for Thomas to spend the day with him. His name is Will and he’s sick—“ Julie rambled. A small soft pity smile came across Scottys face. He could tell she really wanted the kid to meet Thomas and that showed care, and it was a good idea to make Thomas the good guy sometimes, but Julie was cut off by Thomas.

“I get it that you have trauma by spending your life in an orphanage but I don’t get to pay for your personal trauma just because you feel bad for some kid” He snapped, cutting her off. Julies jaw dropped, how did he know that? was her past coming back to her? her eyes filled up with tears.

Maybe Thomas was right, just because Will reminded her of her traumatic past doesn��t mean she needs to force Thomas to spend the day with him.

She heard Scotty gasp. “Thomas” his voice dripped with venom, warning him to stop. And he did, he shut his mouth closed but it wasn’t because of Scotty. It was her glossy eyes that stopped him.

“You’re right I’ll make sure to just write him a letter your busy right now and wish him a full recovery” She said softly, almost like a whisper. Suddenly guilt filled up in Thomas’ body, he gulped, opening his mouth but words didn’t seem to find a way to come out of his mouth.

“I’ll send you the other plans for the next 6 month by email” With her printed plans for him in her hand, she turned and stormed out of the office as quick as she can.

Thomas sighed, putting his head in his ands.

Scotty’s voice filled up the silenced room. “Go, make her forgive you for all the immature shit you just did”

—

— 3 DAYS LATER —

Julie still hadn’t heard from Thomas, and this time she was glad. Him bringing up her past was something personal and it never had anything to do work.

She was just debating to sent the boy the letter or actually drag Thomas to spent two hours with his number one fan.

A knock interrupted her silence. When she looked up from her day dreaming, she made eye contact with a pair of eyes she was trying to avoid for three days now.

Thomas stood awkwardly, his hands in his pockets.

“You have any plans around 8 o’clock?” He questioned. Julies eyebrows came together, she was confused. She didn’t know any press conferences or meetings for today. She had made plans with her bed and Netflix watching Blacklist.

“No… why?” she said, dragging the no in the end. He nodded his head in approval .

“Great I’m gonnq take you somewhere” He declared. Julie looked at him suspiciously. Thomas wanting to give her his time of day willingly? This was definitely Scottys doing.

“You’re supposed to ask, guess another manned your parents failed to teach you” She pointed out. He chuckled. “Is this an apology for bringing up my childhood trauma?” She questioned. His expressions falled and he gulped , feeling the guilt in his stomach.

“Yes and I’m Sorry” he admited apologizing. She nodded her head with a soft smile. He almost chocked apologizing jeez . But Julie knew rarely did those words ever come out of Thomas’ mouth.

“8 o’clock, wear something casual and comfy if you want. I’ll come pick you up, don’t be late” He stated and turned leaving. She smiled nodding her head, this was a start.

—

When 7 o’clock came around, Julie wore a white crop top with blue denim loose jeans and a pair of white sneakers.

Emilia was gone to go visit her mother and she didn’t bother telling the girls because she didn’t have time for them to come over and glam her up.

A knock on the door was heard, heading towards it. She saw Thomas from the peep hole and opening the door she welcomed him.

“You look…good” He admitted. Julie chuckled at his hard time saying those words.

“Thank you, you do too, let’s get going” Julie rushed. Her apartment wasn’t cleaned and right now she wasn’t looking for another insult from him.

He opened the door for her like a true gentleman and they drove. She rolled down the window, the breeze freshly making contact with her skin. Her hair went everywhere, it was like a scene from a movie. She get it know, she actually felt free.

What she didn’t know is how Thomas eyes admired her, she looked gorgeous.

Soon they arrived, the sight made Julie confused. It looked like an abounded building

“You know I’m starting to think you’re a cereal killer and you invited me here to kill me” she laughed. Thomas laughed . His laugh. Oh god.

“Come one Witch” He stepped in front of her, extending his hand and leaving it, inviting it for her to take. She was shocked, she never really would believe the guy that hated her would invite her to hold his hand but she took it nether less and went behind him while he led them to the place.

Suddenly they were in front of a mural , a boy was painted, he was laughing holding an ice scream. And the other boy was painted in dark colours, his ice scream was bigger than the others but a worried look was on his face while he looked at the other boy.

Then she suddenly gets it. Thomas was worried he wouldn’t live up to the expectations, to the pressure to be good. She never really thought of that tho, she always knew that he would be good no matter what, at least in hockey.

But i guess it the least problem you expect for people to have. This was Thomas’ problem, she got him now. He would drink to forget and then be angry in the morning because not one hockey player had this many scandals. And then he would drink to forget his stress and pressure, his insecurities. That’s why he didn’t want to do those activities, because he knew that he would have to make people happy by meeting people’s expectations.

This was something Julie didn’t get in the nhl world, if you loose a game. A part of the loss is on you, if you win a game, you had to do that for the next games and with that came pressure. She needed him to know that he was enough, enough for everyone and it was okay to have losses. We all did have those at one point.

“Thomas” She turned towards him “Let me in, let me help you”. His eyes met hers, they showed worry and hesitance. She knew that look before, the first time someone tried to help.

“Come let’s get you back home you have an early morning tomorrow”

—

[this-is-ally-and-im-confused]

Plz imagine like petting bords hair after cuz he tired himself out 💀

Aww yes.

After the act, he is exhausted. He pulls out, cleans you up, and then immediately flops down on your naked stomach. His hand reaches up for yours and directly plops it into his hair. There, you lull him to sleep with your fiddling in his locks.

The two of you have a restful naked sleep until the poor soul of your roommate walks in to see your naked boyfriend’s ass. Which he claims wasn't that bad because it's ‘a good ass’.

[rowdyhughesy]

Blue and maize - Umich boys

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yourusername: forever wolverines, forever my boys〽️🤍

brendan.brisson: dumbasses 4eva〽️

owenpower_: saving a seat for you in buffalo

thombordeleau_: you won’t get rid of me track star

→ yourusername: I wouldn’t dream of it frenchie💋

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thombordeleau_: 4eva 🐺〽️

yourusername: something in the orange tells me we’re not done🎶🎵

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→ yourusername: @/kentjohnson.13 that’s not very ✨live laugh love✨ of you KJ

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punishment - t. bordeleau

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requested: n

pairings: Thomas bordeleau x fem!athlete!reader

warnings: nsfw + mentions of Ohio state + swearing + shower sex + mentions of oral + mentions of nudity + not intended for minors

a/n: I can never write something soft or fluff about this man he just turns me on. this is my first time writing shower sex so beware!

《 the following content is not intended for minors. 》

he’s never seen you like this during a match. every game he’s ever been to of yours, you always kept your composure and played a good game. you were the good guy on the field, but not today.

he watched you run down the field practically chasing down the girl who nearly slashed your wrist in half with her lacrosse stick. there was words exchanges after the girls first warning, but Thomas couldn’t make out what was being said. he could tell whatever it was pushed the right buttons.

anxiously sitting on the edge of the bleachers, he was biting his nails just hoping you wouldn’t do anything to result in a suspension. he just wanted your team to beat ohio state and you wouldn’t have to play them any other time this season. but he knew how it went against rivaled schools, the tension and stakes were always high.

he watched your lacrosse stick tap hers, legally, the ball fell out of the pocket and you were right there to scoop it up. attempting to head down the field, you felt a foot catch yours and down you fell. the whistle immediately was blown and you looked up to see her hovering over you with a smirk.

“that’s what you get, bitch.” she spat at you before walking away and the refs ejected her immediately. the trainer came running over to your aide to test your ankle. you looked over into the stands to see Thomas just staring at you. you couldn’t make out a single emotion on his face.

“you going to be okay?” you were asked by one of your teammates before you decided to stand up and test out your ankle. deciding you were fine the trainer left and you continued playing. Thomas just shook his head before noticing the clock at five minutes left and Michigan was leading by one goal. anything could happen in lacrosse.

his eyes stayed on the clock unable to watch you. he couldn’t bare to see you limping across the field, but he could hear the Ohio state girl throwing a tantrum on the sideline. he just was praying that with each second that ticked you didn’t crack under pressure and start a brawl that you couldn’t handle.

three minutes remained and Thomas was trying to occupy himself with his phone, but he kept looking up to see you cradling the ball deciding to take the shot or make the pass. deciding to go for it, he watched you fake out the defense causing the perfect split and your shot to go right between them and past the goalies shoulder.

he could relax watching you drop your stick to celebrate. there was only two minutes left, but he knew you had the game under your belt. he wasn’t concerned. and by the final whistle michigan successfully beat Ohio state and you could go home peacefully.

after the game was finished, you met Thomas at the fence with your things, “I thought we talked about that I’m supposed to be the bad guy on the ice and you’re supposed to just be the pretty goal scorer?” he raised an eyebrow taking your things from you before planting a kiss on your lips.

“well sometimes girls can be rude and you have to put them in their place.” you handed him your lacrosse bag and he gladly took it following him to his car to go to his place.

“your ankle okay? could hardly watch you run those last five minutes.” he noticed the little limp in your step and you were couple paces behind him, but it wasn’t anything too serious. you had to finish the game was what ran through your mind. even if it was broken, you were going to play the cards.

you rolled your eyes, “my ankle is fine, don’t worry about me.” you got into the passenger seat, immediately, sighing in relief that you could take pressure off your ankle. so yes, it did hurt but you weren’t going to tell him.

“well I worry about you because I’ve never seen you that mad before unless it’s with me.” he gestured to the swollen part of your ankle, and you looked down to see the size difference of them both. you couldn’t say anything, but just watch him put the car and drive and you were off to his place.

it was silent for awhile in the car. just the music that was softly playing in the background and the hum of the car. neither one of you spoke until you pulled up to the house, and Thomas put the car in park. “So what did she say to you that pissed you off?”

getting out of the car, he grabbed your things and then made his way to help you, safely, get out without causing any sharp pain to your ankle. “just some fucking dumb shit you know how it is.”

he laughed at your choice of language. you hardly ever swore unless it was during sex. “since when did you start using such harsh language? you kiss me with that mouth?”

you smirked up at him, “you want me to kiss you with this mouth?” you watched him lick his lips shaking his head. he couldn’t stand you right now. it was all too funny to him. the words coming out of your mouth sounded like a joke.

“I want to wash your mouth with soap.”

rolling your eyes, you turned to make your way up to his bathroom to take a shower and hopefully blow of the steam of the game. it was brutal from the start and you were ready to leave it behind.

Thomas wasn’t too far behind you, he made sure you didn’t stumble up the stairs or do anything more to your ankle. but he also had every plan to join you in that shower. he couldn’t stand the pouty mouth and just wanted to wash all that away.

“joining me?” you asked before closing the door. he slipped inside the bathroom locking it behind you both before going to run the water.

finally being warm enough he let the water fall closing the curtain before removing his shirt. you did the same. removing all of your sweaty clothes that stuck to your body, you finally felt free from the game. you stepped inside the shower letting the warm water touch your body allowing all of your muscles and joints to relax.

you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your naked body. it felt comforting to feel his skin against yours. “I love you, mon anour, but you’ve been a real bad girl today.”

smiling to yourself, you closed your eyes, “what are you going to do, thom? what’s my punishment?”

his hands traveled up your body until they got to your breasts. squeezing them gently you turned around opening your eyes to face him, “I think it’s safe to assume you know your punishment.” his lips connected with yours. his wet body was slippery against yours, it made it impossible to feel connected to him.

he pushed your body against the wall, your head hit the tile as his lips trailed down your body. he pushed your thighs open so you were practically doing a wall sit, and his tongue found his way into your folds. it didn’t take long for him to find your clit hearing a shaky gasp come for you tugging on his wet hair.

his tongue danced around in circles, every inch of you was covered in chills despite the warmth of the water around you. your legs shaking unsure how much longer you could handle the position and his tongue.

“thom, please.” you begged looking down at him, he pulled himself away finally and you tried to stand up right, but you were unable to, leaving you in a bent position, and it gave him all the right ideas.

his hands grabbed your hips, you felt him inserting himself into you. you couldn’t find a single thing to hold onto as he started going slow but quickly picked up the pace. your hands searched for anything, but the shampoo and conditioner bottles fell and the soap bar was useless. you had to deal with your body being thrown around. this was certainly your punishment.

Thomas let go of your body when he noticed you were starting to fall to the ground of the shower. he bent down caressing your cheek to turn your face to look at his cock, “this is what you get for those words.” next thing you knew your mouth was met with his cum leaving a satisfied look on his face.

finally finished he moved your body out from under the water and began to clean you up with soap bar that was on the ground.

he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, “feeling okay?” he asked but you could barely move a muscle. that’s how he knew his job was done.

“just shut up and clean me up.”

[bordysbae]

12. “why do you hate me?” “you think i hate you?” with Bordy! Maybe it’s Brendan’s twin sister where she thinks all this time they have known each other that thomas hates her… but it’s the furthest from the truth :)

“frenemies”

thomas bordeleau x brisson!sister 

🦋 BORDYSBAE’S 500 CELLY!

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when you first met thomas, your life flipped. your twin, brendan, has never let you hang out with his friends no matter how old you both were. but when brendan brought thomas home with him for the summer, you fell hard. and now that you’re both in college, brendan finally lets you talk to his friends more, and you weren’t gonna lose this chance with thomas. at first you thought he felt the same, seeing as he was so much nicer to you than all of brendan’s other friends, but you were wrong. he gradually began giving you more and more attitude, and acting as if he’s an older brother to you. him and brendan gang up on you a lot, unlike before when he used to defend you.

“hey thom, you want anything for lunch? i’m going to the store,” you say as you grab your keys.

“nope,” he says as he doesn’t even give you a glance up from his phone screen. you roll your eyes and shut the door, going outside to your car. as you’re walking down the driveway, you notice a boy around your age that you’ve never seen before walking through the neighborhood. you both look at each other with a smile, “hey! are you new here? i’ve never seen you around,” you say as you trot down to the end of the driveway.

he comes closer to you, “yeah i am! my parents moved while i was away at college. i’m assuming you live here?”

“yep! born n raised in this house. where do you go to college?”

“i go to university of connecticut, are you in college?” he asks

“yeah i am! i go to ut austin! and my twin brother goes to university of michigan,” you smile. you and the boy, who you’ve learned to be named connor, do a bit of quickly talking but not before thomas comes rushing out of the house. you immediately turn around to face him, “thomas?”

“um can you actually get me some food?” he asks you. you groan and nod your head before turning back to connor who looks confused.

“is this your twin brother?” he asks, making thomas laugh.

“no this is his best friend, thomas,”

“yeah and her boyfriend, so cya!” thomas says, and your mouth falls to the floor. he just called himself your what? you’re still in shock but connor gets on with his walk, and you quickly turn to thomas and hit his shoulder.

“what the actual fuck thomas! why do you hate me so much that you can’t even let me have one thing?!”

thomas then let’s out a little scoff, “you think i hate you? are you stupid? i like you y/n! i’m mean to you because brendan would literally kill me if he knew. so i thought ‘hey maybe if she hates me i can get over her!’ but guess who was wrong.”

“thomas…”

“fuck i did not just tell you that,” he chuckles nervously meanwhile running a hand through his hair.

“i like you too dumbass, and who cares what brendan thinks? i’ve had enough of his stupid rules,” you roll your eyes, making thomas chuckle.

“oh yeah?” he says as he pushes a strand of hair out of your face.

“mhm,” you say as you connect your lips with his, melting into his touch.