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bordysbae · 1 year

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Being at the lake house and dating Brendan and showing some pda every once in a while. But you’re Luke’s twin and so you have all of your protective brothers always around trying to stop you two for doing anything

“pda”

brendan brisson x hughes!reader

word count: 1.1k

you’ve known brendan for many many years since you guys are family friends, but he’s always just been a friend to your brothers, and nothing special to you. but all that changed when you started college at umich.

you and your twin brother luke both attend the university of michigan. you and luke have always been attached at the hip and definitely have separation anxiety from each other, so getting into the same college was good for you both, and came as a shock to no one.

at first luke was pissed when you and brendan started dating. he knows how brendan can be when it comes to girls, and the last thing he would ever want is for you to get hurt. but he learned to accept it when he saw just how adamant you were about brendan. after that, you and brendan started dating during first semester, and now it’s currently summer break.

every summer break has always been spent at the lake house, and every year the teammates and friends who get brought along to the house varies. this year instead of bringing one of your friends, you decided to bring brendan. of course this is beneficial to everyone, since luke brought some of the other umich guys along too, but brendan promised to pay attention to you as well as the other guys.

and best believe you have his attention.

you walk out onto the deck where some of the boys are either lounging or playing monopoly. you remove your t-shirt, but leave on your jean shorts, revealing your brand new baby pink bikini top. you can feel brendan’s eyes on you as you fold up your t-shirt and place it on top of the deck railing. you walk over to the wicker couch where brendan is sat, with ethan and luke on his other side. “y/n! play monopoly with us!” luke exclaims. “okay, i’ll be on brens team” “oh of course you chose brendan over me” luke rolls his eyes, making everyone laugh including you.

“come sit” brendan pats his leg, since the other spots on the couch and chairs are taken up by jack, luke, ethan, and trevor. you gently sit on his lap, earning the death glare from both luke and jack. you bite your lip to hide your laugh, as you look through the money that you and brendan have. brendan places his head on your shoulder, and you run your hands through his soft brown hair, and he places a few soft kisses on your bare shoulder as you do so.

luke continues to try and ignore the times you guys show pda every so often during the game, but you see him and jack sharing glances every once in a while. quinn, brady tkachuk, and cole caufield walk out onto the porch and quinn’s eyes are instantly drawn to you being sat on brendan’s lap.

“um, heyyy guys.” cole says awkwardly, as he sees the way your older brothers are all looking at each other. “coley and brady! hi guys” you exclaim as you rise up off of brendan’s lap. you rush over to cole claiming you have a tiktok you’re dying to show him, but you really don’t. you just needed and excuse to get away from the awkward moment with your brothers, and cole knows that. you decide it’s best if you quit the monopoly game and tan instead, so that way your brothers don’t end up putting brendan in a chokehold.

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later that night after dinner, you all decide to go make s’mores by the fire pit. of course there’s not enough chairs, so like before, you’re sat on brendan’s lap. trevor, brady, and ethan are sat on the grass, while luke, jack, quinn, and cole all have their own chairs.

you’re in one of brendan’s hoodies and a pair of sleep shorts. your head rests on brendan’s shoulder as luke and jack tell embarrassing stories about quinn. brady begins to chime in telling stories from when him and quinn were roomates, and you begin to crack up laughing. brendan can’t help but look at you as you laugh, a smile growing across his face.

“what? do i have something on my face?” you whisper to him, instantly wiping your mouth. “no no you don’t, don’t worry” he chuckles as he removes your hand from your face, interlacing your fingers together. “then what were you looking at?” you ask, your guys’ tone still remaining so that only you can hear each other. “i was just watching you laugh, i think it’s so cute how your head falls back and your cheeks turn a little pink” he admits, instantly making you blush and hide your face.

“no idea what brendan just said to y/n, but i bet it was something disgusting” jack groans. “i bet he was confessing his undying love for her” luke chimes in. instantly the group of boys around you erupts into theories of what brendan had told you, and before you know it you guys are being mimicked. your cheeks must be beet red at this point.

“oh brendan i just love you sooo much! kiss me!” jack says to trevor in a very high pitched voice. “oh y/n, i love you even more! i love you to the moon and back, times 100!” trevor replies, leaning in for a kiss from jack. you quickly get up from the chair and gently push trevor and jacks faces apart, just before their lips can get any closer. you roll your eyes at jack and flip him and trevor off.

“uh hello! jack whenever you would bring girls over i would never make fun of you!” you groan. “uh yeah, you would?! you and luke would always bully the crap out of me! remember when you scared that one girl i was talking to away?! i’ll never forgive you for that” he says, pointing a finger between you and luke. “oh suck it up, she was annoying anyways” you chuckle, seeing luke nod in agreement.

“i’ve never been more glad to have gotten out of the house when i did” quinn says, taking a sip of his drink. “don’t even get me started on you quinny! remember when i caught you and-“ “that’s enough from you missy! isn’t it past your bedtime?” quinn says, his cheeks turning rosy from embarrassment,

“CAUGHT HIM DOING WHAT?” cole and brendan say, obviously very intrigued. “don’t you dare say anything! we’ll stop bullying you i promise, please just be quiet this once!” quinn pleads. “woah woah, who said we were gonna stop!” luke complains, waving his hand between him and jack.

silly moments like this have always been what your summers have looked like, and you’d never trade it for the world.

#brendan brisson x reader #brendan brisson #brendan brisson blurb #brendan brisson imagine #michigan hockey #umich hockey #hockey blurb #hockey imagine #trevor zegras #jack hughes #quinn hughes #luke hughes

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heavenlyhischier · 2 months

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ABBY could we have your blog recommendations?!

YES OF COURSE

this list might be long so i’m sorry 😭

@thatintrovertedwriter literally loves luke more than anyone i know. luke and izzie and jack and viv (her au’s) have my heart. bonus points that she’s my soulmate fr

@jostyriggslover96 she has a good jack series going right now and i love it!! love love her she’s my bff

@grandprixbarzal mat girlie and one of the best friends ever. absolutely the sweetest soul

@kelseys-version another one of my most favorite barzy girls! she’s got some phenomenal writing you should check out too

@ijustreallylovethem rae is literally one of the funniest people ever. love love her, she makes me laugh every day. she has some amazing au’s too.

@sweetestdesire brynn literally makes my jaw drop with her writing. it’s beautiful and eloquent and just amazing. i love her

@bedsyandco cami!! literally one of the sweetest humans ever and she has so many good au’s for nhl, umich, and bc college.

@girlwhosimps syd’s absolutely hilarious and she’s really sweet

@brenbrissonwhore if you’re into Bren, ellie is your girl without a doubt.

@ladylooch seriously has the best au’s i’ve seen. absolutely amazing. i love her and all of her stuff. she’s also super kind and i love seeing her on my feed!!

@mads-28 she’s always been so kind to everyone and i love seeing her commentary on reblogs and what not. always makes me smile.

@swissalbanianmiss she’s super sweet and has a lot of really good fics!! very very genuine and i adore her so much

@prettyboywoll super super sweet! she’s nothing but kind to everyone and she also has some good au’s and other writings!

@rowdygoose annie!!! she’s super sweet and very interactive i love it so much

@prettyinsatiable i love mckenna so much. she makes my day when i see her on my blog or in my notifs

@ithinkimokeei has a super good mat series going right now!! she’s so sweet and so fun as well<3

@fiapartridge super talented writer! love seeing her on the dash <3

@sunkissed-zegras ev is seriously so sweet and literally so talented i absolutely adore her writing and seeing her on my feed

@sc0tters amber works so hard on all of her stuff and she’s amazing!!

this is all i can think off of the top of my head right now 😭

#anon #⭃ abby answers asks

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mattybraps10 · 4 months

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I Can See You | Brendan Brisson x Hughes!OC

Summary: Brendan and Phoebe reflect on their relationship as Matty joins them at the house, reigniting Brendan's feelings for Phoebe.

Word Count: 1093

By: M

Parts: part one | part two | part four | part five

PART THREE:

Brendan threw the sheets into the washing machine, turning it on and wandering onto the deck to finish his beer. It’d been a while since he’d seen Phoebe, and her presence was overwhelming.

The door opened and Phoebe sat beside him, looking out onto the water. For Brendan it felt like he’d traveled back in time to before he’d gone to college, before he’d messed up what they’d had between them.

“You really didn’t have to give up your room for Luke’s friend, I would’ve been fine with him on the couch.” Phoebe said, breaking the comfortable silence.

“I know, I just… I feel like I should protect you. I know you can handle yourself and Matty’s a great guy and all but… I guess I’m jealous? I don’t know.”

“It’s not your place to be jealous anymore Bren, I mean you lost me.” She said, tucking her hair behind her ear and facing Brendan.

Bren.

Phoebe hadn’t called him that since they’d been together all those years ago, butterflies swarmed in his stomach as he looked into her blue eyes.

“I know Bea, I know.” He sighed, looking down into his almost empty drink, the moment shattered.

She rested her head on his shoulder as he finished his drink. Brendan imagined their lives hadn’t changed, that Phoebe was still his. He wished they were still sneaking around once her brothers were asleep, driving to Walmart and running through the isles at midnight, oblivious to the world around them. He wished he’d kept the photos of them she’d taken on her old camera when she’d been obsessed with documenting every aspect of her life. He wished he’d never left that night, that he’d turned down Michigan and promised to stay with her forever. But he hadn’t, he’d left and here they were.

Definitely not nothing but also not something.

An almost, a wish and a memory.

The next morning came, Brendan having slept on Phoebe’s couch as the sheets were in the dryer. He woke up, surrounded by her. Her clothing spread along the floor, perfume wafting through the brightly painted room. When Phoebe was younger she’d taken her paint set to the walls and painted intricate murals of everything and everyone she loved. Brendan wished he could still see where they had hidden their names within a heart, a new mural having taken its place. Intricate vines surrounded a large sunflower, the faintest lines of their names still peaking through. Brendan stood up, walking towards the flower, another reminder of all he’d lost. He slowly traced his finger over the remnants of his name, a smile on his face.

“What are you doing?” Phoebe said, stepping out of the adjoining bathroom in nothing but a towel.

Brendan turned, startled as he quickly realized her lack of clothing. Despite the pure want clouding Brendan’s mind, he resisted the urge to grab her by the waist and remove the towel.

“I- uh- well- I was admiring this flower. It wasn’t here before.” He said, a blush radiating up his neck and onto his cheeks.

“Yeah okay Bren, sure. Now turn back around so I can get dressed.”

He turned around resisting the urge, once again, to see her without her towel. Her beauty hadn’t been lost on him as she’d walked through the door the day before.

Once Phoebe was dressed, the two of them headed to the kitchen to get coffee and find out the plans for the day. Since Brendan had been in Vegas, he still hadn’t acclimated to the time zone which meant he’d woken up much later than everyone else.

“Good morning sleepyhead.” Jack said as Brendan walked through the door, still clad in pajamas.

“Here, I made you a coffee, it’s kinda cold now though…” Quinn smiled, handing him the drink.

Brendan had forgotten how great it felt to be around people who truly loved and appreciated him. Don’t get him wrong, he loved his dad, but his dad had been away a lot growing up and the Hughes’ were the closest things he had to a functioning family.

“Where’s Moosey?” Phoebe asked, sitting at a barstool and picking up the tea she’d left earlier in the day.

“Picking up Matty, he should be back soon though.” Jack replied, taking the seat next to her.

Just as Brendan finished his coffee, the door opened and Matty bounded down the stairs.

“Hugheseys, Brissy, I’m hoooome!!” Matty had never been one for shy introductions as he quickly scooped Jack, Quinn, and Brendan into a hug.

“Hey buddy, it’s been a while. How’s Seattle?” Brendan asked, a genuine smile painting his face.

“It’s been good man, rainy, but good. How ‘bout Vegas?” Matty smiled, genuinely happy to be back at the lake.

“Good, really hot, but also fun.” Brendan laughed, as he tried to mimic what Matty had said.

“Oh, hey. You must be Phoebe, rude of me not to introduce myself. I’m Matty.” He said, offering a hand to shake as Phoebe wrapped him into a hug.

“No need for pleasantries, if Lukey likes you so do I. How was your flight?”

Brendan tried not to acknowledge the pang of jealousy he’d felt when Phoebe had so easily offered his friend a hug. She hadn’t hugged him when she’d seen him again, and Luke liked him more than Matty! He knew it wasn’t fair, knew their relationship was different, but it still hurt.

“It wasn’t that bad actually, I got to watch some movies I wanted to see and catch up on my sleep.” Matty said, a charming smile plastered onto his face.

Brendan frowned.

“Ooh. What movies did you see? I watched Spiderman in the car yesterday. Tobey Maguire, obviously.” Phoebe said, clearly lapping up Matty’s unwavering charm.

“Oh well obviously Maguire was the best Spider-man, but Garfield was the better Peter Parker. And don’t get me started on Holland. His Spider-man had it so easy. As for the movies I watched, I saw the new hockey romance movie, Odd Time Rush, and I also started the Elvis movie but I fell asleep like halfway through.” He smirked, looking at Phoebe.

“Didn’t peg you as a romance guy, but I guess the hockey part makes sense. All work all the time.” She said, rolling her eyes.

“What did you peg me as, huh? You just met me, there’s so much to get to know.” Matty winked, as Phoebe chuckled.

“Alright guys that’s enough. Get a room.” Brendan said, finally having enough of their banter and skulking away to Phoebe’s room.

#brendan brisson #brendan brisson x oc #hockey fanfiction #jack hughes #luke hughes #quinn hughes #umich hockey #matty beniers

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cobrakaisb · 1 year

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happy holidays

summary: it’s the holiday season and the boys just had to make sure it was special for you and charlotte

word count: 1.2k

notes: happy holidays!! i felt like bringing back team baby, so here it is :)

“move it a little bit to the left,” brendan instructed, gesturing for thomas to adjust the star on top of the tree sitting in their living room. “are you serious?” thomas asked, looking at his friend. “yes! it’s crooked! right char?” the brisson boy asked the toddler who was perched on his hip. “yeah it’s not very straight bubba,” the young girl agreed, tilting her head to get a better look at the tree. “see! even she agrees!” brendan continued, gesturing for thomas to fix the star.

“what’s going on?” luke asked as he walked into the room with mackie and mark. the other two boys immediately flocked to brendan’s side, poking at charlotte. she laughed at all the attention before ultimately reaching for mackie. the younger boy complied, taking the young girl into his arms. “you better not be high mack, or else y/n will kill us,” thomas said, climbing down from the ladder he was standing on. “i’m not,” the younger boy answered, but that didn’t stop thomas’s eyes from narrowing in his direction.

just as mackie was about to defend himself, your voice resonated throughout the house. “we’re back,” you said, walking into the living room, arms filled with bags. owen and kent followed behind you, their arms also full with various bags adorning different logos. “mummy!” charlotte shouted, wiggling out of mackie’s arms so that she could run into your open ones. “hi baby. we’re you good for your uncles?” you asked, pulling her into you as you kissed all over her face. “yes,” she answered, laughing at your actions.

“she was fine. aside from agreeing with uncle bren” thomas teased, tickling her tummy. charlotte giggled loudly at his actions, desperately trying to escape his fingers. once the two were done goofing off, thomas turned his attention to you. he placed a sweet kiss on your cheek before gathering the bags you dropped. “thank you,” you whispered, puckering your lips as he held the bags in one hand.

“ew!” charlotte whined, hiding her face in her hands. her outburst caused everyone to laugh, but put an immediate end to the pda between you and thomas. “should we start with the festivities?” brendan asked, looking around the room at the small group. charlotte frowned, crossing her arms over her chest as she shook her head no. “not everyone is here. like nicky, and johnny, and uncle matty. we have to wait,” she answered, looking at brendan. the guys all snickered at her words, watching as charlotte completely parented him. “fine, but once everyone gets here we can start,” brendan said, and charlotte nodded in agreement before running off to do something.

even though everyone was off playing hockey at different places, they all managed to come back to campus for the holiday. you were still going to make it to your childhood home for the actual holidays, but the boys all wanted to do something with charlotte. hence, they all decided to have this small get together at your off campus house. “we all have gifts to give her. can we do it tonight? please?” brendan begged, looking at you with puppy dog eyes. “i told you no gifts,” you mumbled, giving them all a pointed look. “well those of us on nhl salaries wanted to spoil her, so too bad,” owen said, looking at you with a challenging look. you grumbled something under your breath, but it quickly ceased when charlotte skipped back into the room, a stack of cards in her hands.

“mummy, can you help me?” she whispered, pulling on your shirt. “course baby,” you answered, kneeling down to her level. charlotte handed you the stack of cards, sorting through them. “are they all here?” you asked, waiting for her to answer. “i think. but i need to count,” she answered, and that’s how you all ended up circling around charlotte while she counted out how many cards were in her pile. by the time she was finished, everyone was at the house.

“okay! let’s begin with the exchange!” brendan announced, getting up to grab his gift. “no! i go first!” charlotte screamed, stopping brendan before he could even grab the pink gift bag. “charlotte rose we do not yell,” you reprimanded looking at her. “sorry mummy. i go first please,” she replied, looking sheepish. the boys all agreed, waiting patiently as charlotte grabbed the first card from your hands.

she went around the room, handing each boy a different homemade card. each of the cards was unique, but they were all decked out with glitter, toddler scribbles, and charlotte’s messy handwriting. once all the boys had a card, she stood next to you with a satisfied look on her face. “thank you fleur,” thomas mumbled, scooping her into his arms. “i’m gonna put this on my locker,” he promised, causing charlotte’s eyes to widen as she nodded excitedly.

“okay charlotte. we have some presents for you,” brendan said, holding out the giant gift bag. you watched as charlotte’s eyes grew to the size of saucers, an excited smile on her face. brendan handed her the gift bag and immediately she was tearing the wrapping paper out of it. a loud gasp echoed around the room as she pulled out a disney princess cash register. “mummy look!” she said, jumping up and down. “wow!” you answered, looking at the toy with amazement. you watched as charlotte began to push different buttons and listen to the different sounds. “char, keep looking in the bag,” brendan urged, causing the girl to turn her attention back to the bag in front if her.

another loud gasp resonated through the room as she pulled out a pack of barbies. they weren;t just any barbies, however, it was the entire collection of disney princess barbies ranging from cinderella to moana. “dollies!” she shouted, naming all the different princesses to ethan, who was sitting right next to her.

that’s exactly how the rest of the night went. each of the boys providing her with different toys that she loved. by the end of the night she had a ton of new barbies, a collection of bluey and peppa pig toys, a handful of new books, and a couple new outfits that the girlfriends picked out.

“okay so this last present isn’t for charlotte, it’s for you,” thomas said, handing you a box wrapped in the barbie wrapping paper they used for all her gifts. “you guys,” you mumbled, taking the box from thomas’s hands. “stop! we wanted to get you something,” kent said, holding up his hand. you nodded, carefully unwrapping the paper. you opened the box inside to find a navy blue book. “what is this?” you asked cautiously, pulling it out. your fingers ran over the spine and front cover as you opened the book.

immediately you were met with the picture you all took after the boys won the big ten championship. “oh you guys,” you whispered, fingers tracing over the photo. “there’s more,” luke said, gesturing for you to flip through the album. inside you found countless pictures. some featured just you and the boys, others were the boys with charlotte, and some were just you with charlotte. it was a reminder that they would always be there for you. you guys were family. “i love it. thank you so much,” you said, voice clogged with emotion. “we love you,” thomas whispered, wrapping his arms around you. “this doesn’t change the fact, however, that you spoil her way too much,” you said, wiping at your face. that elicited a laugh from everyone.

#team baby #umich hockey #umich hockey imagines #thomas bordeleau #thomas bordeleau imagine #thomas bordeleau x reader #owen power #kent johnson #brendan brisson #mackie samoskevich #mark estapa #luke hughes #ethan edwards #cobrakaisb writing

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nicohischierz · 1 year

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one knight - brendan brisson

it started off like any other party for brendan. pregaming with thomas and then spending the night playing beer pong with his friends.

the only thing that changed was the female body and unfamiliar bedroom he woke up in. but after further surveillance he found out it was his room, just cleaner.

brendan snuck out of his room and slipped into the kitchen. he’d gone around collecting panadol and water for you, just incase you woke up with a headache like him.

however, you were now wide awake. the loss of body heat from brendan startled you slightly, throwing your body into overdrive.

you didn’t remember much about the boy you hooked up with. just that he had nice hair and that you were pretty sure luke had introduced the two of you.

after snooping through brendan’s bedroom. finding out he was, having a panic session then deciding to be a big girl about it.

you made your way downstairs.

“and you have no idea who she is?”

“i think hughesy knows her,”

jacob, thomas and brendan were all seated around the kitchen counter. jacob was making pancakes for everyone as they discussed brendan’s events from the previous night.

it was matty’s presence that diverted the boys attention.

“now who do we have here?” he asked.

you were caught red-handed listening to the boys. when you turned around it took him a while to figure out who you were but once he did. he knew whoever you slept with was in deep shit.

brendan smiled over at you and gestured for you to come over. he was oblivious to the looks his three friends were giving each other.

of course jacob, thomas and matty knew who you were, your brother was possibly the best goalie from their time at the program.

a plate of pancakes was set down in front of you from jacob, the boy giving you a look to explain everything to him later. brendan handed you the condiments from around the counter.

“i’ve got panadol for you,” he whispered in your ear.

you nodded and thanked him. brendan thought you were cute and he wanted to see you again, he just didn’t know how.

once you had your breakfast and thanked the boys for their hospitality, you were out of his sights.

but you weren’t out of his mind.

so brendan spent the better half of his days looking for you. and to his luck, you were there in the stands as he looked up. you were with some of the other girlfriends as you laughed at something they said.

a warm feeling filled his chest as he watched you interact with everyone around you. the boy was in high spirits when the game finished, he had a goal and two assists and he was finally going to be able to talk to you.

however, when brendan walked out of the locker room he saw you tucked under henry thrun’s arms. johnny was there as well but he was too focused on the way you leaned into the older boys frame.

now brendan was drowning his sorrows in alcohol. thomas had tried getting his friend to open up about why he was feeling down but brendan just ignored the boy.

for brendan, his night was better than his day until you walked into the bar. you were with henry again. luke had welcomed you first handing you his drink and giving your companion a smile.

when you saw brendan you smiled and excused yourself from henry, luke and johnny who had joined your conversation. the three boys saw the sparkle in your eye, the only thing they wished was that everything worked out because if your brother found out he would be dead.

“that was a really good game today bren,” you complimented.

the brisson boy just nodded and turned to thomas. you got the hint he didn’t want to talk to you and walked away. thomas took that as the perfect opportunity to slap his friend upside the head.

at the action luke, henry and johnny all made their way to brendan’s table. of course, he scoffed at the sight of henry but never the less he waited to see what they all said.

“what is your problem?”

“you do you know she’s into you right,”

thomas and luke let out. both boys then started every piece of information they could on you.

“how are you okay with this, aren’t you dating her?” brendan asked henry.

the harvard boy chocked on his drink. johnny started laughing and luke shook his head.

“did you not hear me just now, i said she’s into you briss not henry. never henry,” luke reiterated.

it took a while to register in his head but brendan finally understood what luke was trying to say. he hit his head against the side of the table, brendan groaned at his stupidity and looked up to find you.

everyone else was either dancing with someone or in a group but you. you were sat by yourself tapping at the side of your glass, brendan caught sight of a guy trying to approach you and that’s when he made his move.

“hey babe, i was wondering where you went,” he spoke aloud.

he slowly gestured to the guy and you nodded. you didn’t really say anything. just appreciated his presence and the warmth of his body.

“i was a bit of an idiot earlier but i really want to take you out on a date,” he whispered.

you thought about it for a bit before nodding. “okay. but it better be worth it briss,”

brendan smiled.

he was going to get the girl

#brendan brisson #vegas golden knights #nicohischierz writes

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brenluke · 4 months

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'Stone House by Robin Boyd (after photograph by Sonia Mangiapane)' Ink on bristolboard, 22.5x28.5cm Bren Luke, 2024.

#bren luke #illustration #drawing #art #pen and ink #crosshatching #artists on tumblr #illustrators on tumblr #architecture #robin boyd #australian architecture

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starry-hughes · 1 day

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at the lakehouse the makeouts are heavy between carson and bren but they also have to be quiet bc of all the people in the house

luke tries to go into carson’s room and the door is locked. “carson! turn down your music!” luke bangs on the door. she groans and pulls away from brendan and goes to the door.

“leave me alone luke,” she opens the door briefly. hair a mess, lips swollen, brendan visible in her bed. “ew!”

sometimes brendan slams her a little too rough on the bed and it squeaks too loud or the headboard hits the wall and they both wince.

brendan always yanks her into his lap and has her like that and he loves it.

#carson and briss #unhinged star

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huggybug · 2 years

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i’m not ready for michigan hockey szn like brendan is gone.. who do i watch now

i’ve picked out my boy for this season i’m excited😏

#and surprisingly it isn’t luke #mark could be a good bren replacement #answered!

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bbrissonn · 2 years

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Can you please do some Brendan brisson smut and they get caught?

under the cut!

warnings: nsfw, read at your own risk, unprotected sex, slight swearing, not proofread

"baby, you have go be quiet." you whispered in brendan's ear as he thrusted in and out of you at a rapid pace, his thighs hitting the counter of the sink each time his cock filled you up completely.

"i-i'm trying. f-fuck!" he moaned in your ear, before bitting down on your shoulder. you pulled on the small hairs on the back of his neck, making him let out a loud groan.

"bren." you warned him, and he quickly bit back down on your shoulder again. his thrusts started getting sloppier and sloppier by the second, a big tell that he was getting close to his high.

you were about to say something about it, when the door flew open, and your eyes connected with luke's from across the small room.

"oh my god! im so sorry, i-- shit, im sorry." he quickly said before turning around and slamming the door closed. brendan, though, paid no attention to what had just happened, instead lifting his head out and moaning straight into your ear.

"fuck, b-babe. gonna cum inside your thight little pussy. feel so fucking good!" he whispered, sending a shivers down your spine. you were once again going to say something, but another voice beat you to it, one coming from outside the door.

"you guys are disgusting! and now hughesy's traumatized because of you two!" someone yelled out, but you couldn't recognize who's voice it was as your orgasm started taking over you body.

"shit, bren, baby, don't stop. holy fuck, dont stop!" you moaned out as you came undone around his cock, and as soon as you started coming down from your high, brendan's own high took over his body.

"shit!" he groaned, letting his head fall into your neck.

"we're never doing this." you told him a couple of minutes later, once the two of you were all cleaned up and about the head out of the bathroom.

"awh, why not, babe? we had so much fun."

"because luke, who we've known since he was a little child, walked in on us, bren."

"so what?"

"oh my-- you're seriously a lost cause."

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“Who at this table would you date?” nolan asks, voice projecting and eyes sparkling with mischief as always.

You don’t know how you always got sucked into these childish games with them, but you did and every time you regretted it. Their dinner conversations always revolved around pushing each other to do stupid shit or forcing ridiculous scenarios upon each other. It turns out tonight was the latter.

You looked around the table at your options. Nolan was obviously out for giving you this question, luke was sweet, but too young. Your eyes of course are drawn to brendan, your longtime best friend. He’s wearing his usual smirk, ego never in check, probably assuming you’ll pick him. But there’s a sort of curiosity there too, as if he’s waiting on the edge of his seat to hear whose name will come out of your mouth. He leans forward on his elbows, “C’mon, the suspense is killing us”.

You roll your eyes, shifting your attention over to ethan who looked like he so badly wanted to be picked and then over to thomas. You let your eyes drag over him sitting across from you, maybe a little dramatically so, just to get a rise out of a certain someone. You involuntarily bite your lip when your eyes finally pull away from the ink on his skin and meet his gaze. Always observant, he plays along with your little game and lays on the smolder with his stare and devilish smirk. No wonder girls were on their knees for this. You only tear your eyes away when brendan obnoxiously clears his throat. “If you’re done eye fucking my best friend, i believe you were asked a question.”

He had a point. Thomas was his best friend and that’s close enough to the one you actually want, right? “I’d choose thomas, easily”. He grins victoriously and fist bumps you. You swear brendan’s shoulders slump and an expression you can’t quite pinpoint flashes across his face, but just as soon as you think you saw it, it twists into disgust. “I call bull. There’s no way he does it for you. I demand a recount”. The whole table snickers.

“Theres nothing to ‘recount’, bren” you laugh.

He’s still in disbelief. “You pick bordy? Him?” his arms waving dramatically at thomas as if the point was already clear.

“Yes, brendan. what’s wrong with that?”

“nothing, but-”

“But what? Who else should i have picked then?”

“Yeah, briss, who else should she have picked?” thomas pipes up, leaning back in his chair, smug. Again, everyone at the table looks amused like theyre all in on some big inside joke that you’re missing. His tongue works the inside of his cheek and now it’s you whos curious.

“C’mon, bren, the suspense is killing us” you tease, echoing him from earlier. He stares at you a second too long, working up to something. Whatever he was thinking about saying, he decides against it, shaking his head. “I just can’t see you with him”. Or anyone. But me. “Like actually dating,” he shrugs, trying to keep up his facade of what he hopes is nonchalance. “Just an observation.”

you snort, “youre about as observant as…as. Well i cant think of what, right now, but something that’s not observant”.

“Well i am when it comes to you,” he blurts.

Your heart does a combination of stopping and beating 10x as fast at his words. He couldnt mean them like how they sounded, right?

If you werent so focused in on brendan you wouldve caught the smiles being hid behind cups and shoulders being bumped in “i told you so’s”. But you were completely lost in the way brendan’s eyes were locked in on you like he was trying to tell you something that his mouth, for once, wasnt letting him. He was patiently waiting for you to speak, but words were hard to come by for you right now. Mark nudges you and it’s enough to get you to clear your head momentarily.

“Yeah, i guess you are,” you admit, sitting back in your seat thinking of all the times he really had been. The heating pad patches he stole from the trainer for you during your time of the month because you got really bad back cramps, the brunches hed force you to eat with him because he saw how stressed you were and how you were skipping meals, and the night drives hed take you on even though he had an early skate the next morning just because he knew you loved them. He knew how you liked your tea from watching you make it so many times, could sense what kind of music to put on based on your mood from the second you got in the car, when to push you to be social and when you just needed a good squeeze and some silence. He was watchful when you went out, protective, and able to read when it was time to go with just one look. All these things he had picked up on and continued to do for you and you cant help but love him because of it, best friend be damned. He ducks his head, fiddling with his fork on his plate when you send him a small smile, the tiniest of blushes dusting his cheeks. When he glances back up, that cheeky grin is back and you know the moment has passed.

You try to settle into the rhythm of the night, but the exchange from earlier has you in your head. How long had you and brendan been dancing around each other for? His bright, enigmatic nature captured your heart from pretty much the first moment you saw him at the center of the room, holding court. You were drawn to him in a way that you’d never let him know out loud. One that’s lived on and grown into all kinds of love, even if you couldn’t say it.

And he was drawn to you in much of the same way. He could never figure out how you could walk into a room and instantly it was yours, even if you didnt want it. How you could command so much attention, all while staying on the outskirts. He wanted you back then, and he wants you now but apparently you dont feel the same way.

“Maybe you should go talk to her”, thomas’s elbow knocks into his best friend’s side as they walk home, pulling him from his thoughts. Brendan shakes his head, eyes focusing on the sidewalk and mumbles out some bullshit excuse even though he knows it was less of a question and more of a suggestion.

Thomas pushes again, knowing the stubbornness of his friend. “C’mon, youre not allowed to mope if youre not going to do anything about it.”

“I’m not-”

“You’re never quiet and youve been scarily quiet ever since she said she’d pick me” thomas points out, never afraid of calling brendan out on his shit.

Brendan snorts in response. “yeah, exactly she doesnt want me so”

Thomas rolls his eyes. “We both know that’s not true,” brendan opens his mouth to protest, “just go to talk to her.” and then he leaves his side to catch up to matty ahead of them. Brendan sighs and glances back over his shoulder. You’re trailing the line, always on the outskirts and he smiles to himself. Duker walks beside you, talking your ear off but brendan can tell youre not giving him your full attention. You look far away, your smile not reaching your eyes. See, always observant when it comes to you he thinks. And now he has to do something about it. He slows his pace until he’s nudging duker off the sidewalk and shoving him forward with eddie much to the boy’s disgruntled protests. The fact that you don’t even scold brendan for his actions confirms his observations that you are very much in your own head. He struggles with where to start, not wanting to make this about him.

“Just spit it out, b” you say, sounding tired but still soothing like youre coaxing it out of him when he was the one here to make you feel better.

He grins, your teasing relaxing him a bit. “Sooo.”

“So.” you echo.

“You’d really choose bordeleau, huh?”

You bite the inside of your cheek to fight your smile. As much as the situation hurt your heart and stressed you out, you knew brendan wasn’t going to let that go. And maybe part of you hoped he wouldnt, so that you could finally have this conversation.

When you don’t answer right away, he continues, “what, im not good enough for ya?” he bumps into your shoulder and keeps his tone light but you can tell its purposeful, the weight of his words heavy.

“Bren,” you dont know what else to say without saying it all.

He grins, noting the blush on your cheeks. He was getting somewhere here.

“No, no. it’s fine” he holds his hands up in surrender, “bords is quite the package. All tatted, and sexy, and smooth talking and deep” he rattles on.

You laugh then, “are you sure youre not the one in love with bords here?”

“Damn straight he is” thomas calls out from a few people ahead.

You giggle as brendan shamelessly confirms but then his hand finds yours and hes slowing the both of you down until you’re several paces behind the rest of the group.

He swings your hands back and forth like hes done so many times before and just like every other time you try not to get lost in it. He sucks in a breath and you sneak a peek at him. Does he look nervous? He hopes not. “I just thought youd choose me is all” he shrugs. Your breath catches in your throat. “And why would i do that?” you ask, fighting to stay calm.

He puffs his chest out, “I mean, im pretty sexy, smooth talking, and deep. I could be tatted if that’s what you’re into, but you’re gonna have to talk to patrice.”

You scoff, but appreciate his humor. “As if, brisson. Im not dealing with that man because of your bone head choices.”

He shrugs, chuckling at your response ”your loss. But, i dont know. I just think we’d be good together, ya know?” he pulls you to a stop at the crosswalk.

You watch as the traffic passes you by, unaware of the situation at hand. “And why do you think that, bren?”

He looks both ways before he leads you across the street. “We’re good for eachother. Like opposites but not”

“Opposites but not” you repeat.

He flashes that smile of his at you. “Opposites but not. Like you have this way about you. Calming-”

“Calming?”

He grins down at you, “yes, calming. Are you just gonna repeat everything i say or are you gonna let me finish?”

You mime zipping your lips as a gesture for him to go on. “You just, make me feel…peaceful? I don't know if that’s the right word. Like im this ball of energy all the time but then im with you and you even me out. Like i feel like i can breathe and just be still, but still be me. Youre exciting but safe. You have such a kind heart but dont let anyone walk all over you, especially me. You’re so soft and caring but pushy when i need it…we’re a good match”

You try to remain calm as he reveals each new insight into the way his brain sees you.

“I know i dont have a whole lot to offer besides some laughs-”

“That’s not true” you cant help but cut him off before remembering you were supposed to be letting him speak his peace, “sorry.”

Your rebuttal brings a light pink color to his cheeks. He tries to recover, defaulting to bringing some humor to the conversation. “no , please go ahead and tell me all about my redeeming qualities.”

It’s your turn to blush, a rush of thoughts flooding your mind.

“You dont have to say anything. I just wanted you to know. We’d be good together”, he says matter of factly. “Much better than you and bordy,” he scrunches up his nose.

While listening, your pace had slowed and now you were barely moving. “You know, i think…” you drawl out. “For once you might be right” you smirk up at him. He smirks back at you. “I had a feeling you might say that. I think you owe bordy an apology for leading him on though.”

You glance in his direction where the guys had separated themselves way ahead of you. “You think he’ll forgive me?” you joke.

“If he doesnt, ill make him,” brendan promises and you know that hed keep his word. You settle into the walk back, mulling over the revelation that your best friend actually felt the same way.

You finally speak up. “How long have you thought this?” “Ive always thought so. Probably since you walked into that party freshman year”. He answers without hesitation. “Well actually that’s probably more when i first noticed you. I thought we’d be good together when you grabbed my hand to help me off the table and you didnt even know me or try to know me. You just made sure i didnt fall and then carried on your way”

You laughed at the memory. “You do love a good challenge and elevated surfaces.”

He gave you a bump, laughing as well. “It wasn’t so much that you were a challenge, it was more that you tried to help me, like it was just natural for you to stick out your hand and help a complete idiot stranger. You werent trying to get something from me, you were just helping and made sure i was okay and i liked that about you.”

You feel warmth spread over you as he recalls your act of kindness.

“You really did have me worried there.”

“At least nothing’s changed” he laughs.

“Youre right, B. nothing’s changed. Youve had me this whole time.” you sigh out with relief at finally saying the words out loud. They werent as scary as your mind had made you think theyd be. “I have to say though, the defining moment for me was not you on that table.”

Brendan gasps, “you mean my drunk ass on a table didnt charm you? I’m apalled”

“Big word, briss” you tease, shrieking as his arms wrap around you and pretend to throw you into the street with a car coming down the road. “Brendan brisson” you holler, his hearty laughter mixing with your shouts. Not one of the boys ahead pays you any attention.

“Okay they are no longer my friends” you huff as he sets you steady, keeping one arm around your waist and tugging you into him as you continue your journey home.”no one even turned around! What if i was being kidnapped?”

Brendan doesnt see that as a possibility, brushing it off. “Id protect you. now . i want to hear more about when you fell head over heals in love with me” he smirks.

“Oh this is never going to last” you groan, but he pulls you in tighter, hand squeezing your hip and you can’t say that you dont lean into it. You entertain him though, “id say it was that same night, but it was when i saw you with the freshmen.”

He raises an eyebrow at you and you can see he’s trying to work through that night. “You were telling some story and you seemed so excited about whatever it was. Your arms were making these big gestures and everyone was eating it up. You looked so bright and alive. Your energy was contagious. Mackie was clearly hanging off your every word, but like i could tell you werent some jerky upperclassman about it. If hed excitedly interject youd laugh and let him take the stage but the light would always come back to you. You made sure to include mark and eddie and when luke looked uncomfortable off to the side you drew him in and made sure he felt welcome. I hadnt seen that boy smile all night until he was with you and you got him to open up. You have a big personality and an even bigger heart.”

“I didnt know you were watching all that”

“Some of us are observant, bren” you grin at him.

“Im choosing to ignore that comment,” he rolls his eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, “so now that we’ve established we’re good for each other, what’s our plan?”

“When in your life have you ever been worried about plans, mr. brisson”

He wrinkles his nose, “don’t ever call me that again. Makes me think of my dad.”

“Well i could think of some other things i could call you…”

“Like….?”

“Mine.”

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