#the bordeleau kid

[bbrissonn]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐔 𝐊𝐈𝐃 | ᴛʜᴏᴍᴀꜱ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʟᴇᴀᴜ ₍₂₎

warnings: thomas isn’t in this part like at all, this is mainly just y/n and brendan arguing :)

pairing: thomas bordeleau x brisson!reader 

wc: 1.1k

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you sighed from your seat on the couch before taking a sip of the drink you had poured yourself a couple of minutes ago. it had been almost a week since the whole situation at the restaurant with your brother happened and he had yet to talk to you. he talked to thomas every once in a while, but only if he really had to, not wanting things to be too awkward in the locker room. 

you and thomas weren’t as public with your relationship as before, when you’d be in front of others, the most amount of pda that would take place would be him holding your hand and kissing each other’s cheek. but that was it. you both didn’t want things with brendan to get worse, and being all affectionate with the other would just make it worse. 

you still slept at his house every night like you did before, and when you’d be sitting on the couch with only matty, audrey and truss around the two of you would act like you did before, cuddling and kissing whenever you wanted. it was pretty hard not talking to brendan anymore, especially since the two of you were so close growing up, and you still had to do your weekly family face times with your parents and jordy. neither of you had told them what happened, both not wanting things to be awkward between the five of you. 

plus, you and brendan argued all the time, this was no different than the other times, but it was also completely different. brendan had pretty much just said that he didn’t approve of your relationship and that he wasn’t happy for you and bordy. now maybe he hadn’t said those exact words, but you knew deep down that’s how he felt. 

“you okay?” truss asked from beside you, he was the first one to find out about your relationship with his roommate, coming home earlier than thomas had thought he would, finding the two of you kissing on the couch. it took a lot of convincing and negotiating for him to agree not to tell a single soul and help the two sneak around a bit. and ever since the night at the restaurant, he had been giving you updates on your brother and making sure you were okay. 

“yeah, i guess.” you answered, your eyes shifting from the wall next to you to the boy on your other side. you sent him a small sad smile as he rubbed your back a little bit. 

“you guys are gonna be fine, you always are.” 

“yeah but this is different, truss. he doesn’t even look at me, this is the longest we’ve gone without talking to each other and i hate it.” you explained to the defense man, making him sigh a bit. 

“you guys are siblings, siblings argue all the time, this is normal–” 

“no it’s not! you don’t ignore your sibling, let alone your twin sister for a week. and then when we facetime our parents he acts like everything is all rainbows and butterflies between us when it’s not.” you told him, a little bit of anger in your voice, anger towards who? you had no idea. 

“give him time, y/n. he’s been holding all that he said in for who knows how long.” jacob said before getting up and joining some of the other guys in the corner of the room, leaving you all alone with all of your thoughts.

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“what the fuck!” brendan yelled when you entered his room without knocking the next night, quickly throwing his blanket over his bottom half so only his torso and head were showing. 

“what the fuck!” he repeated when you sat down on his desk chair and positioned it so you were facing him. 

“you’re gross.” you told him as you looked him up and down, it was pretty simple to figure out what he has previously doing before you walked it, which was a very brave thing to do considering none of his roommates were asleep yet and none of them understood the principle of knocking. granted you clearly didn’t either.

“do you know how to fucking knock? i was busy!” he angrily told you, slipping his sweatpants and boxers back up under his blanket. 

“why’d you do it?” you asked, ignoring his previous question. eyes focused on his own, tongue poking out of your mouth to wet your lips. 

“do what?” 

“why’d you blow up at me in front of everyone?” 

“why’d you go behind my back and fuck my best friend?” he bit back, you knew your brother, and if there was one thing he was better at than hockey, it was arguing. he was one of the most stubborn people you had met, but so were you. so you knew this wasn’t gonna be just a short 10 minutes argument. 

“i asked you first.” 

“i’ve been waiting longer for an answer.” 

“and i already gave you an answer, brendan.” you sassed him, crossing your arms over your chest. 

“no. you told me ‘it just happened’ and ‘we can’t control how we feel’ like i’m some sort of idiot. i want to know why you kept it from me for 2 fucking months, y/n.” 

“because i know you, brendan. you would’ve gone all crazy on him and you would have me on lockdown 24/7.” you answered, as if it was obvious and a 3 year old kid could figure it out. 

“oh, i’m sorry for caring about my sister, i didn’t know that wasn’t allowed. silly me.” he said, his voice full of sarcasm, making you roll your eyes. 

“i didn’t say that–” 

“but that’s what you wanted to say–” 

“god, you’re such a fucking asshole bren–” 

“right, i’m the bad guy here for being pissed that my sister and my best friend went behind my back for two fucking months. you’re so right, y/n, i shouldn’t be pissed because you’re happy and that’s all that fucking matters to you, right? as long as the little princess is happy and everything goes her way, no one else is allowed to have emotions and express them.” 

“i–” 

“just go home, y/n. like, go home home.” you froze the second you heard what he had said, it took a little to fully understand what he went by home home, he wanted you to go back to LA. you were about to say something else when he got up from his bed and left his room, making sure to slam the door and soon after, you heard the front door slam close as well and his car turn on and driving away from the house. and you were left once again all alone with your thoughts.

taglist <3 @mack-samo @hugheshugs @nickblankenburgg @studsccsnackavoybambi @here-for-bords @bemybinarystar @ancient-remnants-of-love @power2myheart @cuttergauthierr

#bri writes #the bordeleau kid #thomas bordeleau #brendan brisson #thomas bordeleau blurb

[lucacagnoni]

you never forget your first | SHARKS VS. AVS | 14 oct. 2023

#we love the kids!!! #thomas bordeleau #william eklund #san jose sharks #hockey #nhl #hockeyedit #*2023 first goals

[frostbeees]

are they swifties or sharkies?

#so many good reactions #thomas bordeleau #william eklund #henry thrun #mario ferraro #tomas hertl #you’re kidding yourself if you think i’m gonna tag them all #sjs

[barzybeau]

i love san diego

#wasn’t kidding when he said polaroid and edited each one #thomas bordeleau #brendan brisson

[crossbackpoke-check]

this is weird, but I know you've talked about the ear piercing thing, so just fyi I think in bordy's new ig stories you can see both his ears?

homie. bestie. bruh. beloved. please insert your preferred endearment here anon this is not weird you are a) always welcome to send me asks about anything and b) 🥺🥺 i love when y’all enable me and send me asks about things which i will probably go screech into a hole about, such as this:

per thom’s insta story 6.23.22, i zoomed in an unreasonable amount of both of his ears and now feel like this :/

[a brief aside: my GOD does he have a crooked smile i’m obsessed with it and also the family resemblance is real]

anyway after much consideration and absolutely Losing it may i present this, which may or may not be but i am choosing to believe is, thomas bordeleau’s pierced left ear (earrings not included)

#thank u for coming to my ted talk or possibly my villain monologue before i am ko’d (thom wears earrings again) #t h o m r i n g ? r i n g ? which hand is the marriage hand someone help me where’s liv when i need her (on twitter) #in other instagram related breakdowns briss made a post and tagged thom as merida and i HATE IT HERE WE ARE THE SAME STOP THAT #my family… actually… jokingly calls me merida when my hair is frizzy… wish i was kidding! i hate it here thom LEAVE ME ALONE #@ thom stop hiding your infected ear piercings with airpods 😠 i Want To See #the white woman math blinking unhinged red string meme of it all #me who cannot tell right from left like: ok but if i reference the thom lightning bolt racing stripe photo he always shows us his right side #because his right profile is better which. king. know your angles BUT if we look at the umich ear piercing photos i am 99% sure the piercing #is in his left ear & most of the photos i’ve seen since then have been side profile based off of camera flip geometry & his right ear #definitely is not pierced but the shape/shadow of his left looks like the indent of a piercing which tracks so either he took it out because #it got infected or he wants it to close up or he just like me fr and frequently just. forgets to wear earrings which tHoM i’m gonna yell @u #about piercing aftercare if that’s true has it been enough weeks for you to have taken it out when you did? or maybe he has a nickel allergy #calling in the experts if u know the answer pls tell me or if your zoom in provides better clarity than my terrible screenshots #IS borde’s ear pierced my vote is yet but also y’all know i’m biased because. #@ thomas bordeleau pierce your ears #i think he should pierce both of them and get constellation piercings and he IS a man that loves jewelry @ thom it’s more to wear 👀👀 #thom’s crooked smileeeeee laying on the floor rolling around giggling i am smitten i’m putting that detail in all the fics ever #also that shirt sure was a choice bud. but i’m not complaining since it gave me #nemcklance #thomas bordeleau my worstie my hatred spirit my incorrigible terrible meow meow #i am not adopting another umich boy this is not gonna be a comtois situation i am not going to be sucked in by thomas bordeleau #have been terribly endeared by his father’s day post and being home for his sister’s prom which im assuming is mad late in the yr bc canada? #keep thinking he needs an eyebrow barbell but also insisting to myself that i didn’t paperdoll him into 1 (i did actually lmao) so on record #left ear: (current lobe) paperdolling bords into a helix or auricle (snug?) cuff and a rook if he gets the helix he can have a conch #on his right ear he needs a daith and four lobe piercings with a forward helix alternately and/or a scaffold if it’s not too crowded #also the way the shadow falls in the second one kinda looks like a snake bite… bordy do that one too & match it with a left eyebrow barbell #although with his crooked mouth now idk like is it gonna wreck the effect or just draw more attention to it? maybe no snake bite but… #kinda love the idea of a smiley 4 him half of it showing out also his teeth are so nice i’m kinda mad about it like??? how are they so white #liv in the replies

[astars-things]

Thoughts

imagine taking bords to like a family dinner and hes playing with your younger cousins and he whispers to you “just practicing for when we have kids” 😩

#thomas bordeleau #kids #bords and kids are just ahhh #thoughts

[ringanon]

My Girl | Thomas Bordeleau

Pairing: Thomas Bordeleau x fem!reader

Warnings: jealousy, suggestive smut, couple swear words

Word Count: 943

Summary: Based on a concept/conversation with @lukeevangelista . you go to one of Thomas' games and catch the attention of some of the rookies

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He knew. He pretended like he didn't, but he knew. Thomas was more than well aware that bringing a girlfriend as attractive as his in front of a bunch of single rookies was a risk. It was a risk he was willing to take, though. Thomas didn't get a chance to show you off a lot, and by God, was he taking the opportunity tonight.

There was something about watching you cheer for him that made him perform better. Knowing that you were doing so with his last name across your shoulder blades drove him wild; knowing that all of his teammates saw you behind Reimer during the second period ignited a fire in his stomach and an eruption in his chest that led him to a hat trick that night. He knew his girl was watching, he could hear some of the rookies talking about it on the bench.

One of them, whose name he had yet to learn, yelled out, "it's a shame that girl over there is wearing Bordy's sweater, otherwise I'd think I had a chance."

Another one leaned over, "She with you Bordy?"

"Yeah she is, actually. That's my girl, Y/N." Thomas didn't look away from the game. He tried to keep his tone firm and even. He wanted to convince the kid sitting next to him that he hadn't been waiting to shout it from the rooftops since they saw him throw you a puck during warmups.

He had walked into the locker room after the game. By the time he had finished talking to you, most of his teammates had left. It left him and a group of three rookies. He tried to not evesdrop onto the conversation happening a few stalls down.

"...fine as fuck."

"Do I want to know?" Thomas didn't need to ask, he knew who they were talking about.

"No." The rookie was quick to brush him off, turning a deep shade of maroon, and clamping his hand over his knee until his knuckles turned a pale white.

Thomas paused, looking between the huddle of boys, "That's what I thought."

He tore off his clothes, thinking about the way your fingers would feel against his skin later tonight. He buttoned up his shirt. Thomas laughed when he did the last few buttons, knowing that it would be off too soon to really be worth buttoning it now.

"I'm surprised your girl didn't come in with you, Bordy." The same voice from the opposite end of the row of stalls caught him off guard.

"And why is that?" He sat down at his stall to put on his shoes, "Is this an excuse for you guys to gawk at her?"

"No-" they were quick to defend themselves, knowing they had been caught.

Thomas shot a text message to you, asking you to come into the locker room, they got to gawk at a sight to behold, and he got to dig his nails into the brains of those rookies. He wanted them to remember you were all his. A few minutes later, the door creaked open, you peeked your head in, frantically looking around the room to make sure that no one was changing and that, in fact, Thomas was still in there. You made eye contact with him and smiled. Thomas leaned back in his seat and opened his arms. The way you smiled made him forget that you were being oogled over a couple seats down. His hand met your thigh to pull you closer to him, giving his other hand a change to curl around your hip. He rested his other hand on your back, holding you there to press a kiss to your stomach through your jersey. He had to consciously hold his head together when your fingers found his hair, running them through his damp curls, "Hi pretty girl."

You whispered out your response, "I know they've been gawking at me the whole game, I know this is you marking your territory."

He pulled away to look up at you, "I'm not an idiot, Thomas."

You smiled, moving your hand to grab his cheek in your palm. You leaned down to kiss him and suddenly everything melted away. He pulled you down to straddle his lap, running his hands over your back, slipping a hand into one of the back pockets of your jeans to pull you closer to him. You pulled away and rested your forehead against his, "I'm glad you came today."

"And it totally isn't to brag to all of your teammates." You smiled, sitting up and wrapping your arms around him. You let him rest his head on your chest.

"Nope not at all, although I think it's working." You looked over your shoulder and the group of rookies all looked away to avoid eye contact with you, pretending they were deep in conversation.

"It's 100 percent working, Thom." There was a long pause, Thomas listened to your heartbeat while you just enjoyed the chance to have him this close to you, "Are you ready? I have plans I need to attend to."

Thomas snapped his head to look up to you, "What plans?"

You sighed, reaching behind you to grab his hand. You slid it up your jersey, letting him feel the lace that clad your skin. His eyes glittered when he looked up at you, "It's a new one, black, you haven't seen it yet."

He grabbed his backpack off the floor, and stood up. You yelped, wrapping your legs around his waist and clutching his shoulders to hold yourself up. The door slammed behind him, which made all the rookies jump. They sat and waited until you two were well down the hallway to continue their conversation.

-💍

This has been sitting in my drafts for FOREVER, yall can have it now.

#thomas bordeleau #thomas bordeleau imagine #nhl #san jose sharks #san jose barracuda #thomas bordeleau x reader

[voidvannie]

𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄 𝐙𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐒 — 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒖

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬 🪐🐻

･ ｡ﾟ☆ 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘉𝘈𝘚𝘐𝘊𝘚 !

NAME Gracelyn Rose Zegas

AGE 20

BIRTHDAY July 4, 2003

BIRTHPLACE Bedford, New York

HEIGHT 5’7”

EYE COLOR Dark Brown

FACE CLAIM Tate McRae

LOVE INTEREST Luke Hughes

･ ｡ﾟ☆ 𝘍𝘜𝘕 𝘍𝘈𝘊𝘛𝘚 !

gracie loves hockey because of trevor being on the ducks, but unlike her brother and father (a former assistant hockey coach) she didn't want to pursue anything sports related, and instead began posting singing videos on youtube and tiktok where her own fan base grew.

trevor is really overprotective of his little sister even if she is younger by two years.

luke and gracie were introduced to each other by trevor and jack one summer because the two of them wanted their younger siblings to date.

gracie absolutely loves sour patch kids. it's her favorite candy and trevor always makes sure she has some when she comes to stay with him and jamie.

jamie treats her just like she's his own little sister. the two of them are always attached at the hip when she comes to visit them.

luke and gracie are well aware that their brothers want them to date each other, and when they do begin to date, they decide to let things play out and let the two of them figure it out.

quinn is the first one to realize that his little brother and the zegras girl are together when he notices how much touchier the two are with one another.

while quinn doesn't express how much he actually likes his friendship with trevor, he always expresses how much he adores gracie and always calls her his little sister.

gracie moved out to la when she was 17 when she got a record deal so that she could start putting out her own music.

every hockey player that she had met through either her brother, jamie, luke, quinn, and jack make sure they are presaving and listening to every song that she has out.

though all of her music is about heartbreak, gracie is actually in a happy and loving relationship with luke.

her favorite color is red, so trevor always is jokingly calling her a trader every time he sees her in jersey devils colors.

besides luke, her best friend (that isn't a hockey player) is tabitha swatosh, the two meeting when she agreed to be in a little skit that alex warren asked her to be in where he surprises his girlfriend and tabitha with their girl crush, gracie zegras!

her hockey best friend (other than luke) is ethan edwards, and the two are always getting into trouble when they're together.

her celebrity crush is a tie between justin bieber and shawn mendes, she has a really hard time picking between the two of them.

she's a very touchy person and always has to be touching someone that she's sat next to if she knows them just to give herself a little reassurance.

people think that ethan and gracie are bad when they're together, they haven't seen anything until her, ethan and thomas bordeleau are together.

when gracie gets the idea for a new song, she has to write the lyrics down right that second or she loses her train of thought (sometimes when she doesn't have her phone, she'll use a random napkin, an old receipt and sometimes she'll write on the arm of the closest person she's sitting next to).

since her and luke started dating, she loves getting his reactions and doing different tiktok couple trends/pranks with him (and he hates them; sometimes).

she self taught herself how to play the piano by just watching youtube videos.

just like her gift to sing, she's also an amazing dancer having been put into dance lessons when she was younger just so she would have an after school activity while trevor's was hockey.

she has said before in many interviews that she's a big ducks fan thanks to her brother and jamie, but she has a secret soft spot for the devil's when they play along with some of the other teams that she has friends from.

because they're always busy with their careers, trevor and gracie always have "sibling dates" where they spend the entire day with each other and they take turns picking what they do on the days that they get together.

luke finally asked her to be his girlfriend on her birthday july 4th of 2019.

trevor and jack are absolutely pissed (not actually) that the two kept their relationship a secret from the two of them, and after that they would always refer to each other as "brother" for a month straight before everyone was tired of it.

:💭 ( feel free to send any request of anything that you guys want to see in this series, and the series yet to come. I absolutely would love to make some of your ideas come to life! )

#💌graciezegras! #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes x zegras!sister #trevor zegras sister #jack hughes x platonic zegras sister #hockey imagines #hockey masterlist #quinn hughes x zegras sister platonic #zegras!sister #nhl blurb #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagines #new jersey devils #anaheim ducks

[svechnikovvv]

surprise visits

pairing: jack hughes x fem!reader

warning: profanity, talks of awful family

summary: jack visits you during the season

a/n: everyone needs a jack

masterlist: here

unlike other kids on campus, you were dreading spring break. all spring break meant was a week of you by yourself in your dorm with nothing to do. all of your friends would go back home or go on vacation. you, on the other hand, didn’t. this was the same for holidays. just you in your dorm catching up on netflix.

once you left for college and told your family you wanted nothing to do with them, they cut you out of their lives. you admit, at first you didn’t mind it because less toxicity for you to deal with. but then the loneliness set in with you. you had nobody. no one to lean on, nothing.

but then you met jack. and he was a breath of fresh air. you met him during your gap year at a small bodega in jersey while visiting a friend.

jack showed you what it felt like to have someone to support you. to have someone to care about you; someone to listen to you. you never knew how much you needed it until you met him.

then reality set in. college started, hockey following soon after. you and jack saw less of each other, but still communicating nonetheless.

which leads us to now. your roommate left two days ago to head home to stay with her family. leaving you all alone in your dorm where you were lying in your bed watching breaking bad.

“beat his ass, walter!” you were cheering to nobody in particular when a knock on your door halted your actions. you were confused, because you don’t remember inviting anyone over. and your roommate couldn’t have since she’s gone. you grabbed the hockey stick lying by the door and held it close to you as you unlocked the door, swinging it open. your eyes widened however, and you dropped the stick when you saw who was standing on the other side.

“jack?” he smiles and opens his arms. you launch yourself into them and he softly laughs, picking you up and walking back into your dorm, kicking the door closed behind him. he sets you on your bed gently and drops the bag you didn’t even notice he was holding beside your bed. he then takes his shoes off and climbs into the bed with you.

he pulls you into his arms, his cologne that you missed a lot enveloping you. you tuck your head under his chin, resting your head on his chest and listening to his soft heartbeat.

“i missed you pretty girl.” he places a kiss on your head and it makes you smile.

“i missed you more, j.”

“oh! nico gave me something to bring to you.” he then sits up and grabs his bag, pulling it onto the bed. he reaches into it and pulls out a bobble head of nico. you both laugh and you take it, getting off of your bed and setting it on the small desk you had.

“he said since he couldn’t come visit, bobbie head him would be here in replace.”

“it’s… something? anyways, what are you doing here? not that i’m complaining, but don’t you have a game?” he shrugs it off like it’s nothing.

“i kinda got a concussion last game and they’re putting me out until i get the all clear. so i figured i’d come see my girl.” he smiles, pulling you back into him.

“you’re gonna be okay?” you place a hand on his cheek and he softly nods, leaning down to place a kiss on your lips.

“now that i’m with you i’ll be okay.”

“so cheesy,” you scrunch your nose.

“oh but you love it.”

tags: @goldenbrokenheart @liquidflyer @alhanna05 @woodruff-edwards @i-padfootblack-things @fanboysfangirl @hughesx3 @austinbutlerscaresme @theywantedplayer @jackhues @marauderzkinnie @jackhughesily @babydollmarauders @akengii @bordeleau @tomhollandsbabymama

#jack hughes x reader #jack hughes #nhl hockey #nhl #new jersey devils #del’s birthday celly!

[bbrissonn]

thomas bordeleau x brisson!reader

the bordeleau kid au

y/n.brisson

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y/n.brisson mich -> la -> sj

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thombordeleau_ where to next?

y/n.brisson thombordeleau_ lemme check my list real quick

thombordeleau_ y/nbrisson LIST???

y/n.brisson thombordeleau_ ...

brendan.brisson yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck

kimmers.26 so happy for you honey ♥️

mackie.samo come backkkkkk

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thombordeleau_

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thombordeleau_ fun times in vegas

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y/n.brisson <333

brendan.brisson it was sooo fun spending time with you bordy 😐

thombordeleau_ brendan.brisson my bad bro

y/n.brisson brendan.brisson he likes me more loser 😝

brendan.brisson y/n.brisson real mature

lhughes_06 why is there the eiffel tower in the back... i thought you were in vegas???

y/n.brisson lhughes_06 i cant tell if this is a joke or not...

lhughes_06 y/n.brisson very serious question

y/n.brisson lhughes_06 lu...

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taglist <3 @mack-samo @hugheshugs @nickblankenburgg @studsccsnackavoybambi @blanksbae @doyouevenplayhockey @dracoswhore007 @ancient-remnants-of-love @power2myheart @emsully2002 @jamiedryssdale @jayda12 @marcoskasper @sidcrosbyspuck @dora-the-exploraah @sophia-bordeleau @tthomasbordeleau

#bri writes #thomas bordeleau #thomas bordeleau blurb #the bordeleau kid #insta edits

[bordysbae]

Bordy comforting you when you feel like nobody understand you and u just really feel sad because of your friends and social anxiety and need comfort. 🤍🤍

Sorry lmao, this how i feel AHAHHAAH

“the bar”

thomas bordeleau x reader

word count: 0.8k

mon chérie - my dear

also! if ANY of you ever need someone to talk to about anything i promise i don’t bite! i also struggle with bad social anxiety so i know exactly how you feel, and i’d be more than happy to talk with any of you guys! don’t be afraid to message me if you feel like you need a friend to talk to <3

if this isn’t what you wanted just lmk!

your friends had invited you earlier in the week to go out to the local bar everyone goes to on friday nights. as much as you hated bars and parties, you felt pressured into going so you said yes. as you’re standing quietly behind your friends as they order their drinks, it suddenly becomes your turn to order. “y/n, what do you want?” your roommate smiles at you. your heart begins to race, you hated ordering for yourself. “i uh, i-i’ll get whatever you got i guess” you shrug. she nods and turns around to order you a drink, which you have no idea what it even was.

as time passes slowly and your friends become more intoxicated, they slowly slip away from you into the crowd leaving you standing in a corner alone, still sipping on the drink you ordered at least an hour ago. your mind feels like it’s running at a million miles per hour, so you walk through the crowded room and head for the bathroom. as you walk farther away from the music the less loud it sounds, until you lock yourself in the one stall bathroom, causing the music to become muffled. you open up your contacts and press the first person you can think of, your boyfriend thomas. “y/n? what’s going on?” he says groggily, causing you glance up at the time in the corner of your screen, seeing it’s already 12:32. “oh no i’m so sorry, did i wake you?” you say as you frantically pace around the small bathroom. “yes but it’s alright, what’s going on mon chérie? i thought you were with your friends” “i am, sort of. they all got drunk and ran off somewhere, and m-my mind is going too fast for me to think straight. i- i think i’m having an anxiety attack” you stutter out to him. you hear the alert in his voice as he says, “let me venmo you for an uber, come back to my place love.” “o-okay. i need to find my friends, i-i’ll call you from the uber” you say, as you hang up the phone to go face your fears of the large group just outside of the bathroom door.

as you exit the bathroom you feel your phone vibrate as thomas sends you money for an uber, and that’s when you see your roommate and 1 of the other people you went out with. “y/n! where were you?” your roommate asks, nearly slurring her words. “i went to the bathroom, i um, i think im gonna head home. i’m having really bad anxiety right now.” “oh, okay? how are you getting home?” “thomas got me an uber” “alright, bye y/n! see you tomorrow, now let’s go dance c’mon!” she says as she grabs the hand of your other drunk friend and they both scurry off into the crowd. you’re kidding. my own roommate can’t even stay with me ‘till the uber comes? you think to yourself. you see that the uber is almost here, so you make your way through the crowd and outside to the cold, late night, michigan air. you get into the uber and call thomas back. you smile softly as his face fills the frame of your phone screen. “you got the uber just fine?” he asks, rubbing his eyes. “yes thank you love.” you smile, acting as if your mind isn’t still running too fast for your liking.

you didn’t even realize how fast your brain was going until suddenly you’re brought back to earth as thomas opens his front door, embracing you in his warmth. “hi mon chérie, come in” he says as he steps aside to let you in. his words cause tears to brim at your eyes, which you try not to let fall. you haven’t felt this overwhelmed in a very long time, so this is a lot for you.

you both walk into his bedroom and he gestures for you to sit on his bed, as he walks over to his closet grabbing you a pair of his sweats and a hoodie. once you slip the clothes on and do your night routine, you crawl into bed next to him as he lifts the covers for you. “cmon lets cuddle” he says softly as you curl up next to him. as he pulls you closer to him, the tears from earlier you thought had disappeared come back, falling down your cheeks. “oh y/n, what’s wrong?” he says, as he gently runs his fingers through your hair as your head rests against his bare chest. “i feel so stupid, i cant even go out on a friday night with my friends without having an anxiety attack. and when i told my friends, th-they just ran off, barely even caring. i just feel so embarrassed” you say, tears staining your cheeks.

thomas lifts you off of his chest gently and sits up, looking down at you. “stop. you are far from stupid, you’re a human. it’s normal to feel anxious at times, and anxiety is not an ‘unnormal’ thing. i love you for who you are and your friends suck if they don’t stick around to care for you. i love you more than words can even describe and i hate seeing you like this” he says, pulling you into a hug. you wrap your arms around his bare back, and he rocks you both side to side slowly. “can we go to sleep, i just want tonight to be over” “of course my love” he says, laying you both down onto his bed softly. you cuddle into his side, his warm skin being all that you feel against you. you gently trace his tattoos until you feel your eyes begin to flutter shut, and you let them. a soft kiss being pressed against your temple is the last thing you feel as you fall into a warm, deep sleep next to the one person who you love most in this world.

#thomas bordeleau #sj sharks #sj barracuda #umich wolverines #umich hockey #umich boys #thomas bordeleau imagine #i made this in class LOL #ok bye

[frostbeees]

oh fuck OFF

#ur my holy grail #are you kidding me #thomas bordeleau #brendan brisson

[ladylooch]

Hi, can you please write a timo meier imagine based on this video https://youtu.be/xzZ_oHesy-s, it doesn't have to be christmas themed. Thomas Bordeleau goes undercover at Sharks' Ice (public indoor ice rink owned by the sharks organization, including the sharks offical practice rink) wearing an earpiece while timo, tomas hertl, and erik karlsson tell him what to say and ask through the earpiece and thomas walks up to reader and her friends including the little kids that are with them, who were playing hockey, asks them about their favorite players, reader says timo, and one littie girl in the group points exposes her crush on timo, embarrassing reader, not knowing that timo was listening to the whole thing, so then Bordeleau starts asking reader her age and stuff, and then timo comes out and walks up to reader from behind, which surprises her?

A/N: FIRST OF ALL, I could write an entire dissertation about this video. Specifically at 2:30 when the little kid doesn’t know who Timo is. Timo’s. Damn. Face!!!!!!!!!!! Absolutely hilarious. Also at 2:02 I went absolutely FERAL at how he was leaning against the table. Good god, I need a minute. Don’t even get me started about 2:45 when the Timo thinks we just ruined Santa for that little girl and looks terrified at the camera. I literally kept coming back to the video for more inspo and I just started laughing so much that I got distracted every time.

In conclusion, Thank you for this video 😘 It has given me life. I will be rewatching this frequently.

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: None!

Your nanny kid, Gia, is just about to combust at the sight of the Zamboni finally clearing off the ice. She is bouncing on her tiny, Bauer skates with excitement next to the other kids.

“Y/N!” She shrills. “It’s happening! We are gonna go!”

She’s been looking forward to this event for weeks. She wasn’t even sad when her parents weren’t able to make it with her. She knew you would take her. You would show up even if they wouldn’t. Not just because you’re paid to, but you’re a huge Sharks fan and have a glint in your eye for a certain number 28. You know he’s going to be here and your skin buzzes with similar anticipation to Gia’s. Although, if you’re being honest, you’ll probably stay dead silent when it comes time to meet him. This is really Gia’s show, you’re just along for the ride… and the money.

The Zamboni doors close and the little kids shuffle onto the ice with their guardians. The kids were able to bring their sticks, so they skid along to the various pucks the Sharks ice staff tosses onto the slick surface. You’re a decent skater and wind your way around the rink with Gia as she works on carrying the puck.

“Good job!” You encourage her when she is able to keep it on her stick the entire lap. “You’re getting so good, G!”

“I know!” She beams.

A few Sharks players trickle onto the ice including Thomas Bordealau and Erik Karlsson. You have to admit you’re a little disappointed when you don’t see Timo. You thought the flyer said he would be here? Maybe he will be later. Or maybe he couldn’t make it after all.

Thomas Bordeleau skates by once, doing a once over of the two of you as Gia stick handles the puck perfectly. He nods his head in admiration and skates closer.

“Hey ladies, how are you today?”

“Thomas! I’m great!” She cheeses excitedly.

“You know my name, can I know your name?” He wonders.

“I’m Gia! And I’m the biggest Sharks fan you’ve ever met!” 

“Wow! Really!? I don’t know. You’re pretty little.” He holds his hand over her head and she swats at it.

“Not for long. I’ve grown a half inch in the last month.” She’s so proud of that and boasts at him with a smirk.

“Whoa, you’ll catch up to Sharkie in no time.” He points to the Sharks mascot racing kids down the ice around us.

“Yeah.” She grins, showing off her missing front teeth.

“So, Gia who is your favorite player?” He asks.

“Ummmm, well probably Timo Meier because she’s obsessed with him.” She points at you with a glint in her eyes. 

“I wouldn’t say that.” You try to play it off. I mean, she isn’t wrong. The man is beautiful and you have certainly admire his ass…ets a time or two.

“You stalk his Instagram every day.”

“No.”

“You were this morning. You were like, he looks the best in blue suits.” She adjusts her tone to mock you. This kid. If she think’s she’s getting a Happy Meal after this…. 

“Ah… okay. I guess I need to be more mindful of my social media consumption in front of young eyes.” You cough. 

“It’s all good. Timo’s a good looking dude in those tight suits.” Thomas chuckles, pausing for a moment. “What’s your name?”

“Y/N.” 

“Nice to meet you. I’m Thomas. What do I have to do to be your favorite player?”

“Look like Timo.” You joke, trying to keep the mood light. He bursts out laughing, tossing his head back. You hear a slight noise buzzing but can’t quite put your finger on where it comes from.

“I don’t know. He’s a little stuffy with all the suits he wears.”

“No way. He looks like a gentlemen. Then he gets on the ice and blows people up with his checks. It’s hot. You could learn something from him.” The slight buzzing returns, but it’s louder and sounds more like laughter.

“Okay, PR is telling me I need to tell you that I’m currently mic’d up.” Thomas snorts, squeezing his eyes shut as he laughs harder.

“Oh.” Your smile drops. Okay now, it’s not as funny.

“And Timo is listening.”

Your mouth drops open in horror and surprise. 

“Great.” You say with gritted teeth, looking down at Gia who watches the exchange with curious eyes. You’re trying to play it off like you’re not absolutely panicking at the idea of your hockey crush overhearing you obsess about him

“Do you wanna say hi?” Thomas quips, eyes dancing with amusement. 

“Ah…. Hi?” You say, cheeks flaming red.

“He says hi back. Wants to know how old you are.”

“Oooookay.” You laugh off, suddenly. Thomas stares back at you expectantly. “Ah… his age.” You respond with a shrug. 

“And Gia is your…?”

“Nanny kid.” You murmur, watching as she skates along to the boards to retrieve the puck she just shot off the dasher. “Gia, be careful. There are a lot of people out here.” You turn back to Thomas.

“You got a boyfriend?”

“Maybe the person asking you these things should come ask me himself?” You snort, rolling your eyes.

“Okay.” He shrugs then skates off without another word, on to the next group.

But Timo never appears. 

As you’re leaving later, hand in hand with Gia, you see the rest of the Sharks players head out as a big group. Thomas elbows Timo in the ribs and you look away, wanting to die all over again. Not only did you obsess about him, but he never came out to pursue it any further. Knowing you’ll never actually have a chance is a disappointment you’ve never experienced.

“We are going to McDonald’s right?” Gia asks you, all innocent now that she wants something.

“Ah, I don’t know.”

“You promised!” She wails instantly, little face scrunching in irritation.

“She worked pretty hard on the ice as your wing woman, I think you should take her.” You hear a voice behind you. You know it’s Timo and your cheeks instantly flame pink. 

“I don’t know about that. She was spreading secrets out there. Can’t reward that.”

“What if it ends up getting you a date?” Your stomach flip flops. You take a calming breath, looking away like you’re contemplating.

“I guess it depends on with who.”

“Him!” Gia shouts. “Oh my god, are you gonna pass out?”

“Gia, get in the car.” You laugh, shaking your head as Timo chuckles with you. “I think you’ve helped enough.”

“Yes! She says yes!” Gia insists instead.

Timo grins, then looks at you to confirm.

“You going to actually ask me or do we need Thomas to do that too?”

“Can I come to McDonald’s with you?” You close your eyes, tilting your head back and laughing.

“Never picked you as a happy meal guy.”

“I’m a Big Mac guy, but if a happy meal gets me a date, I’m in.”

“No…” You say to him. His eyebrows bolt up in pure panic. “To your earlier question, No, I don’t have a boyfriend.” Relief is visible on his face, making a warm bubble fill your chest. 

“That’s good. Would be kinda awkward seeing him at McDonald’s.” 

“Are we going to McDonald’s or what!?” Gia screeches out the door.

“You sure you wanna go?”

“Yeah. Something tells me you’re worth it. I’ll follow you.” He winks, then walks away to his expensive, black car, leaving you to wonder if this is actually real life.

You find yourself smirking at that image, a year to the day later, while you, Timo and Gia visit that McDonald’s again to recreate your first date.

#Timo Meier #Timo Meier Imagine #Timo Meier x reader #San Jose Sharks #my writing #nhl fan fiction #hockey writing #writing request

[astars-things]

Pairing Dad!Thomas bordeleau x reader 

I was nervous as I walked up to the door of thoms house. It wasn't just meeting his daughter for the first time that had me on edge, but also the fact i have never dated someone who has a kid 

thom had warned me that his daughter had a tendency to be shy and wary around new people, but it still made my heart race as I knocked on the door.

My boyfriend answered and gave me a warm hug. He looked just as nervous as I felt. "Are you ready?" he asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I replied with a shaky smile.

We walked into the living room where his daughter,  Eliana was playing with her dolls. 

She looked up at us and then quickly looked back down at her dolls. I could feel her eyes on me, watching my every move.

"Hey, bub," thom said, kneeling down next to her. "This is my girlfriend, y/n She's really nice."

 Eliana looked up at me again and then quickly looked away. My heart sank. I didn't want to scare her, but I didn't know how to make her feel comfortable.

I sat down on the couch and tried to make small talk with thom but I could feel  Elianas eyes still watching me. 

I tried to make eye contact with her, but every time I did, she quickly looked away.

“hey Eliana, why don’t you show y/n your dolls” thom said,  Eliana  hesitantly stood up and walked over to the couch 

as she started showing me her dolls i could see thom smiling out the corner of my eye 

soon i was sitting on the floor playing with Eliana  

As we played, Eliana started to ask me questions about myself. I could see the curiosity in her eyes, and I tried to answer her questions as honestly and openly as possible. 

soon it was time to for me to go home as i started walking to the front door i felt some weight on my legs i looked down as saw Eliana  hugging my legs, Thom took a quick photo and soon i was sitting in the car with a massive grin 

#thomas bordeleau x reader #thomas bordeleau #send in requests #birthday celebration

[powermakar]

Luke at the lake house with his gf!! Maybe like going swimming w him??

I'm Not Falling for That Trick - Luke Hughes

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Ah, the famous Hughes’ lake house. This is the second summer that you have been coming to the lake house. You were basically jumping up and down in your seat as you and Luke took the long drive from Ann Arbor. You planned the next six weeks down to the second as you didn’t want to waste any time with the rest of the Hughes family. 

When you finally get to the house you jump out of the car to go hug mama Hughes while Luke takes his good old time getting out of the car smiling to himself at your excitement. “Hi, Ellen! I am so excited to be here you have no idea!” you gush. 

“It's true, she couldn’t stop talking about it the whole drive” Luke laughs. 

“Well, I’m so happy that you guys are here! I’m going to go start on dinner so we don’t eat late tonight,” Ellen says. 

“Do you need any help? I’ll be more than happy to help,” you ask.

“No no, go have fun with the boys,” she says walking away. You just nod and pull Luke behind you while you search for the two older brothers. When you finally spot Jack and Quinn, you immediately launch yourself onto Jack's back. 

“Guess who it is!” you laugh, covering his eyes with your hands. 

“C’mon y/n I know it's you. You do this every time we see each other!” He says. 

“Well, you are no fun,” you say getting off of him and walking over to Quinn. ‘Hi Quinn, I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever,” you say hugging him. It’s true, you haven’t seen the oldest Hughes brother in over 8 months. 

“I think I know what time it is,” Quinn says smirking. Luke and Jack just look at you with an evil look in their eyes. Well, this didn’t mean anything good so you took off running. 

“Come back here y/n!” Luke yells laughing. And curse them for being athletes and their ability to catch up to you without breaking a sweat. 

“Don’t you dare!” you say while Luke grabs both of your hands and Luke and Quinn each grab a leg. You try to squirm out of their grip when they walk to the dock. 

“1… 2… 3!” the brothers shout at the same time. On three you were launched into the lake. You decided to say underwater for a little longer than usual, just to scare them a little. 

Coming up from the water you say, “ow Luke I think I hurt my ankle”. 

“Y/n I’m not falling for that trick! Jack used to pull it all the time,” Luke says. 

“No Luke I think it’s actually sprained or something. Can you help me get out of the water? I don’t want to hurt it any more than it already is,” you groan, grabbing at your ankle. 

“Oh shit, you are actually hurt, here let me help you,” Luke says reaching out a hand. You grab onto it and pull with all you can. You can hear Luke let out a little shriek before he hits the water. “I can’t believe I actually fell for that,” he laughs. Jack and Quinn walk off talking about the next NHL season. 

You and Luke just swim in the lake and before you know it the sun is starting to set. “I love you y/n,” Luke says swimming over to you. 

“I love you too Luke,” you say latching on to him. 

As you both start to lean in you can hear Ellen yell “kids dinner is ready!” All you and Luke could do was laugh. “Well I guess we should go before my mom gets mad at us, but not before I do this” Luke says pulling you into a quick kiss before swimming off. You shake your head and head towards the dock as well.

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[moregraceful]

i was talking to my best friend last night abt how renn faires are on the list of weirdly specific things i would ever want to travel to north america for, and i had the realisation that if i was flying 20+ hours to the us (blergh) i would wanna go to california specifically because i wanna see sports with you and have you explain all the gay little narratives in these ahl and baseball teams i otherwise don't care about. so. talk to me about what kinda cuda and giants games you would wanna go to with me and who i should be paying attention to :D

this is suuuuch a juicy question also don't toy with my heart!! i have met an Australian friend in the us before! granted they were headed to college and San Francisco airport was the stopgap but still!!! sometimes Australians come here!! on purpose!!

first of all i think Gilroy (sort of the very most south you can go in the bay area and still pretend you are in the bay area but actually it's just the beginning of the valley/farm land) has a pretty big renn faire if I recall correctly so if you truly wanted to enjoy the sights and sounds of uh. Gilroy. you could and should come here. also Gilroy has a garlic festival which you can buy all sorts of garlic foods at, such as garlic ice cream. USA! USA! USA!

second of all: ahl and giants narratives. this is so long I am so sorry

The San Jose Barracuda: We Found Love In A Hopeless Place

Okay so before I get into it. this is a heartbreaker bc it's the offseason and we just lost all our old fucks (CRISCO COME BACKKKKKKKKK) to "I hate this org and can't afford San Jose and as an ahl journeyman have way better prospects across the league" as well as many of our YOUNG fucks on expiring ELCs to "the org didn't develop you properly and we are saying that's YOUR fault and we are giving up on you, goodbye" AND (i think this is the most rage-inducing) ALL of last season's goalies to "the goalie coach is a nightmare who actively harms my development and I as a an Olympian can do better elsewhere." I actually love it here and am not screaming in rage at all times.

SO. THAT ALL SAID. I am not sure what narratives we will get next year!! (This is my hypothetical dream future when you come in the fall for several weeks.) But from who is still on the roster and what I know of the kids we just signed, there's still the regular gay narratives!! William Eklund and Thomas Bordeleau are basically soulmates not because they have a red string of fate but because Thomas Bordeleau just arbitrarily decided to hitch his wagon to William Eklund's star and then just refused to stop being obsessed with him. Thomas Bordeleau is a freak. I also very partial to our Russians, who are maybe not gay in love but they are a tender little best friendships polycule who love each other So Much. Artemi Kniazev and Nikolai Kynzhov and Daniil Gushin are like what if we took the three most random people in the entire country of Russia and put them in San Jose. Very we found love in a hopeless place <3 Goosh bullied Kni around and then Kny came back for LTIR and he started bullying Goosh and now they're all very happy together bullying Kni. Pour one for Kni. My best boy Nick Cicek lost like. ALL. of his boytoys, but we just signed a kid who was on an ATO last year who according to rumors was obsessed with him and honestly I love that developing narrative. Last year Adam Raška and Tristen Robins were roommates with Montana Onyebuchi and while I fear Montana is not long for this world, Rasky and Robbie were deeply bros in a way where EYE feel they probably hooked up while crossfaded SEVERAL times and if ANYONE wants to talk about it maybe they should SEND ME AN ASK AND A PROMPT.

Also, we just signed Ethan Cardwell of Showbound Podcast fame and while I have listened to maybe two and a half episodes of his podcast, I have been told him and his cohost are like DEEPLY gay for each other (his cohost has MULTIPLE Cardwell jerseys. INCLUDING ONES HE HAD TO HAVE CUSTOMIZED) so I'm excited to see what little baby Cardsy gets up to since clearly he has love in his heart. We also just signed another Giant Russian Baby named Artem Guryev and I'm soooo excited to see him because during prospect tournament him and Montana were gayasses in the box and I personally feel he has love in his heart too. I assume Kny is not forever with the Cuda since he, you know, is a genuine NHL player, so I am hopeful Artem steps up to bat as Big Guy Who Loves His Russian Friends.

AND FINALLY. we have lost all our dads but we have retained our DAD, Captain Andrew, and I severely underestimated his potential for love last year so I'm going to be paying close attention to him and in my secret dream diary entitled ZERO'S VACATION IN CALIFORNIA, he has another old man to love and I get to tell you at length against your will all about it.

Honestly the whole thing with Cuda and player romance is that I would have been having a big ol RPF blast all year to detriment of everyone who followed me solely for Bordeleau content all year if the fucking smm had not perceived me. Like if she had just not said anything, I would have been merrily talking about my boys in situations all year! But I couldn't!! so I missed a whole year of being silly 😞 But honestly, I am beginning to feel that my life is too short to stay hinged, so maybe next year I can go back to saying stupid RPF shit and pretending the org has no knowledge of me.

Anyway that's not really what you asked. The thing about the AHL as a game it is a) often violent and b) often very stupid. I love the AHL so much and vastly prefer the live experience to NHL hockey, but it is NOT the NHL on a skills level. And some of this is just because pacific division AHL hockey is much like pacific division NHL hockey -- we're shit and we know it -- but a lot of it is just. not good high skill hockey lmao. Very smashy. Very falling over for no reason. So when I want to sell people on going to a Cuda game, I'm like you either gotta go for the one where the Cuda are playing a worse team than us or you gotta go for one with the most Shenanigans. (or for $2 hot dog Saturdays.) So I would say the following games are high ticket (to me): the Tucscon Roadrunners because for reasons unknown to all of us, them and Cuda decided last year they were going to kill each other in real life to the point that both head coaches got fined; and the Colorado Eagles because for some fucking reason up in Loveland, CO, they are drinking horny for friendship juice and they bring that juice everywhere. Sometimes I watch the Colorado Eagles and the Cuda play each other and I'm like wow. When an AHL player loves another AHL player very much...

IN CONCLUSION: Barracuda/Roadrunners game at the beginning of the season before everyone's spirits are crushed, or Eagles/Cuda mid-season when the Eagles have had an IV line of friendship all year and they start getting weird on ice and the Cuda respond appropriately.

However honestly, because the Pacific division mostly plays within their division with only a handful of games in the Central, you end up seeing the same teams upwards of like 7 times a year. By the end of the season it gets really JESUS CHRIST, YOU AGAIN?? so I really recommend going to early season or midseason games before the teams get worn out on each other and stop playing their best because they're so sick of the monotony. In my secret Zero dream diary, you come early-mid September so that before we get into hockey season, you can see some:

BASEBALL

The thing about me and baseball is that Oracle Ballpark, where my beloved Giants play, is literally my favorite place in the entire Bay Area. I know I'm supposed say some hike or some free thing not dependent on capitalism, but I can't. It's Oracle Ballpark. In the later days of the season, when the moon rises over the bay during a night game and you can see it reflected on the water behind the scoreboard during a game...god there is NOTHING like it. It's beautiful. And while Giants are like not garbage this year (not good to be clear, just not garbage) so the ballpark is a little more filled out than the past couple of years, some of my favorite games are night games when the stadium is half-full and me and my friends can just kick back in the upper deck and chill with our beers (them) and our cokes (me) and enjoy the ballgame and hang out and talk. Back when baseball games were the correct length (upwards of three and a half hours), my friends and I would turn into philosophers and each other's hypemen and talk all manner of little dramas and deep longings while watching the Giants blow a lead in the later innings :') Now games are shorter (two and a half hours), so there's less time to really sink into the vibe, but still plenty of time to enjoy a good ice cream sundae and talk shit about the team.

The other thing about the Giants is that while their ballpark is a whole mood, they have been COMPLETELY vibeless for the past like six years. That has changed because ??? life finds a way ig. But the Giants are slowly discovering the Whimsy (to quote our greatest A's philosopher and pillar of our community tumblr user pindergarten) mainly on the back of: Blake Sabol.

We picked up Blake Sabol in the Rule 5 draft which frankly I don't understand at all, but the gist of it is that he has to remain in the major leagues and the Giants can't touch him or else they have to give him back to the team he came from. Giants DON'T want to do this because he is a great utility player who can be put in basically anywhere and do a good enough job. Blake is enjoying this and bringing much needed whimsy to the team. Him and one of the pitchers we signed this year Sean Manaea were the FIRST SAMOAN BATTERY (pitcher/catcher) and Blake loves him so bad. Some our of new bb Giant call ups from the minors ("new" they've been up for a couple weeks now) such as Casey Schmidt are full of joy when they look at Blake and often act out of Whimsy around him. I also am very fond of Patrick Bailey bc while he is a catcher (technically Blake's position but Blake moves around a lot), he seems to enjoy being around Blake and since Blake is in this great place in the org where he can't really be moved for a year without the Giants taking a hit, he doesn't seem to be too, too worried about Bailey taking his spot and can focus on being a vibes guy and proving to the org that he'd be a good fit as a utility guy who can kinda slot in anywhere. It's cute :')

Casey Schmidt is very interesting to me as a concept because all the old fucks on the Giants are obsessed with touching him 🤨 Fellas...?? Casey seems to love my big old man Brandon Crawford so much and it's very charming to me. Both in a "he fucked that old man" way and in a "he loves his PAPA" way.

For non-Blake or Casey romances, the relievers are always up to some nonsense. I think they are a big polycule honestly. We have a set of twin relievers and while I'm not taking this in an incest way, I will say there always seems to be some general chaos going on in the bullpen and frequently it's their fault. ALSO, while I love thinking about Mike Yastrzemski and Brandon Crawford as everybody's old gay grandpas on the team, what REALLY u gotta pull for is Mikey and his college boyfriend Tony Kemp who plays across the bridge with the Oakland A's. They are boyfriends! They are best friends! They are So In Love in a VERY real way and every once in a while one of the local papers such as the Mercury News or San Francisco Chronicle get a bee in their bonnet and will write some bananas romantic article about them when the A's and the Giants play against each other. It's VERY romantic and honestly tho I am shipping everyone with Blake Sabol, I must admit that the two of them carry the entire Bay Area narrative on their backs.

As for games!! Honestly I hate going to rivalry games with the Giants because the vibes are so fucking toxic, so really we gotta go to some random ass middle of the week games and maybe one weekend game with some random team no one in the bay area cares about. It is not really the game that matters so much when you are in the ballpark, it is the experience. If you want to watch a rivalry game, watch on it on tv because the vibes are so godawful when we play any of our rival teams. Like I won't even go to Giants-Dodgers games anymore because the vibe is so bad. So really we can see any team that the Giants are not historic rivals with and have a great time!!

ALSO in my secret Zero Comes To California, Experiences Sports dream diary, we go to a) the Oakland Coliseum (in my dream diary, the A's remain in Oakland) and b) we go to a San JOSE Giants games, which are the SF Giant's minor-minor-minor-minor league affiliate and are basically a WHOLE vibe. Like all my complaints about income inequality and sports players living below the poverty line are amplified a thousand-fold with single a baseball, but the vibe at the ballpark is SO good. It's tiny, the churros are great, the crowd is usually super into it, no matter how big or small the game is, the mascot is fucking terrifying, the level of play is actually very good despite how far down the minor league rungs it is, and!! It's a great place to draw, especially on a weeknight when it's empty. Imagine: me you our notebooks (or I guess you draw on a ipad, because you are trained in the art of iPad drawing) and some minor league baseball!! Also they are down the street from the Cuda. While I do not know what the fuck the Cuda are up to, they're calling this year's opening game Freaky Friday with the SJ Giants and are partnering with the SJ Giants this year which is a) long overdue and b) good for me personally because I love wearing Giants gear to places where the Giants are not playing.

IN CONCLUSION: Come to the Bay Area 🌉 We have THREE professional baseball teams, TWO professional hockey teams, a professional men's basketball team, a professional men's football team and we are getting a professional women's league football team omg I'm so hype. For your 20+ hour plane ride agonies, I will take you to AS MANY AS POSSIBLE. We also have great hiking and outdoor spaces, great if very cold beaches, great Asian and Mexican food, great museums, great aquariums, my friends are awesome, and also I am here and I love you.

(AND we have an American football team who are quite good but all I've ever heard about their fan experience is it grossly expensive and people get stabbed at games, so we are saving our money and going to multiple baseball games. I hope you understand 😅)

#paintingtheice #cage replies #it is literally my favorite thing when people come to visit and i force them to experience bay area sports lol #we have so many sports teams. and they are all so bad. #my god zero coming to america...TO CALIFORNIA...i weep. what a dream that would be!!