#Travis Davies

[erinchristmaselvis]

Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce on Stage at the Eras Tour London N3

[luhvrlis]

[missfisherandjack]

Miss Fisher: “Unfortunately I’m already known to the boxing troupe, but I’m sure you two can mingle without attracting too much attention.”

Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries (2012-2015) ↳ 2x04 Deadweight

[strange-doll-child]

Movie posters, hehe

[ra1nestorm]

The way I just wanna cuddle, smooch, and praise this man is insane I need him so badly omfg.

[nerds-yearbook]

In 1909, in a drunken stupor, Captain Jack Harkness’ men had run over a little girl and killed her. She turned out to have been the chosen one of the fairies. A week later when they were all traveling on a train, his men were all killed by the fairies and their mouths filled with rose petals. ("Small Worlds", Torchwood, TV)

[yourbelgianthings]

steeplechase halloween costume hcs! 🎃

beef: superman

emerich: a ghost but he does something with hardlight to make it really cool

montrose: just his outfit for artemesius in ephemera

shlabethany: barbie

gravel: catwoman

darla davis: classic witch

kenchal denton: he would Maybe wear an orange tie instead of his regular one

funnyman: the most terrifying clown you’ve ever seen

steeplechasin’ jason: surfer

krystal with a k: infinite jessie the specter fairy

scott bowflex: frankenstein’s monster

stempson: well, he’s stuck in the cat suit isn’t he

chad touch: gomez addams

gooch/toddzilla/jizzbert/dr ballsweat: group costume as zombies

sticky fingers paul pantry: doesn’t really need to dress up

deep dark: he just steals montrose’s bazooka back for the day and says He’s the bazooka maniac

douglas manzetti: steven spielberg

[brokehorrorfan]

Your prime directive is to slay in Travis Falligant’s M3GAN shirt. They’re on sale for $14 for the next two days, after which the price will go up to $22. Various other styles are also available.

[axinite25]

Yellowjackets 🐝 Social Media AU - Part 2

[claptoncatastrophe]

ALSO HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSH HUTCHERSON!!!!!! THE GOOFY GOOBER EVER I LOVE HIM SO DEARLY :333 GUYS WHAT ARE YOUR ALL-TIME FAVORITE JHUTCH CHARACTERS? MINE ARE MIKE, CLAPTON, TRAVIS, DEREK, AND MARV!!!!!!!!!

[jhutchh19992]

„Through the Storm“

Plot: your boyfriend travis comes home from a party and something happened.

tags: bullying, angst, fluff, pre-established relationship, comfort

The clock on the wall ticked loudly in the stillness of the apartment, marking the minutes as I waited for Travis to come home. I had been anticipating his arrival all evening, excited to hear about his night at the birthday party. But as the time dragged on, that anticipation twisted into concern.

When the door finally creaked open, Travis stumbled inside, his eyes wide and haunted. My heart sank at the sight of him. His usually bright demeanor was replaced by a shadow of fear, a familiar tension in his posture that sent alarm bells ringing in my mind.

“Travis, hey,” I said softly, trying to keep my voice steady as I approached him. “How was the party?”

“It was... awful,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. He leaned against the doorframe, as if he needed it for support. “There was this guy—he wouldn’t stop making fun of me.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, alarmed. “What did he say?”

“He just… kept calling me names,” Travis said, his hands trembling as he spoke. “Telling me I was weak and that no one would ever love someone like me. I tried to laugh it off, but I could feel everyone watching, like they were waiting for me to break.”

My heart ached for him. I stepped closer, reaching out to touch his arm, trying to offer comfort. “Travis, I’m so sorry. People can be cruel. You know what he said isn’t true, right?”

“I don’t know,” he said, shaking his head, his expression turning desperate. “It just felt so real. The way he looked at me, like I was less than human. And then the voices…” His voice faltered, and I could see the fear creeping back into his eyes.

“What about the voices?” I pressed gently, concerned that he was slipping further into his mind.

“They were whispering to me,” he admitted, his voice trembling. “Telling me that maybe he was right. That I was a burden to you, and you’d be better off without me. I could see them in the shadows, laughing at me. I just… I couldn’t shake it.”

I stepped closer, my heart racing. “Travis, listen to me. You are not a burden. You are so much more than what that guy said. I love you for who you are, not for any of that nonsense.”

He looked down, his expression clouded with doubt. “But what if I can’t be strong enough for you? What if I lose you because I’m not what you need?”

“Don’t you dare say that,” I said, my voice firm but gentle. “You’re everything I need. You’re the person I choose every single day. That guy’s words don’t define you, and they definitely don’t define our relationship.”

Travis shook his head, tears forming in his eyes. “But what if the voices are right? What if I’m too broken for you? I don’t want to drag you down with me.”

“You’re not broken,” I said, feeling the urgency in my chest. “You’re fighting a battle that most people can’t even understand. And you’re doing it every single day. You’re stronger than you know, and I’m right here with you.”

He finally met my gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and longing. “Promise you won’t leave me?”

“Never,” I said, taking his hands in mine and squeezing them tightly. “I’m not going anywhere. We’re in this together. I believe in you, and I believe in us.”

“But what if I can’t believe in myself?” he whispered, his voice breaking. “What if I can’t shake this feeling that I’m not enough for you?”

“You don’t have to do it alone,” I replied softly. “I’m here to help you through the dark moments. We’ll take it one step at a time. You’re not alone in this fight.”

His eyes glistened with unshed tears, and I could see the weight of his fears beginning to lift, if only just a little. “You really mean that?”

“Absolutely,” I said, my heart swelling with love for him. “You’re my world, Travis. No one can take that away from us.”

He pulled me into a tight embrace, burying his face in my shoulder. I felt the warmth of his body against mine, and it was a reminder of how real he was—how real we were. “I’m so scared of losing you,” he murmured into my hair.

“You won’t lose me,” I reassured him, stroking his back gently. “You have to believe that. I’m not going anywhere. We’ll face the darkness together, hand in hand.”

He pulled back slightly to look at me, his eyes searching mine for any sign of insincerity. “You promise?”

“I promise,” I replied earnestly. “And I’ll keep reminding you of that promise every day.”

As he leaned in closer, I could feel the weight of his fears beginning to lift, replaced by the strength of our connection. I cupped his face in my hands, wiping away a single tear that had slipped down his cheek.

“I love you, Travis,” I said softly. “No matter what happens, that will never change.”

He nodded, his expression shifting as a flicker of hope ignited in his eyes. “I love you too,” he said, his voice steadier now.

With that, I leaned in and pressed my lips against his, the kiss filled with an intensity that spoke of all our unspoken fears and unyielding love. As our lips moved together, I felt him melt into the kiss, the warmth of his body grounding me in the moment.

When we finally pulled apart, a sense of calm washed over us both. The shadows of doubt still lingered in the corners of his mind, but together, we could face them. With love as our foundation, we would navigate the challenges ahead.

“Let’s not let the darkness win,” I said, brushing my thumb across his cheek.

“Agreed,” he replied, a small, genuine smile breaking through the remnants of his fear. “Together, right?”

“Always,” I promised, wrapping my arms around him once more. In that moment, as we stood together in the fading light of the room, I knew we could face anything that came our way. No matter how loud the voices in his head became, I would always be there, standing by his side, ready to fight the shadows together.

[missfisherandjack]

Bert: “So, all we’ve got to go on is this Sullivan bloke, lodges somewhere in Richmond?”

Miss Fisher: “From what I know. But he’s not fond of work and likes a bit of a party. And Mrs. Freeman mentioned that Charles and Bobby play competition darts at a hotel somewhere near Sullivan’s flat every Thursday.”

Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries (2012-2015) ↳ 1x03 The Green Mill Murder

[virtie333]

Needing some Oscar singing comfort this morning as I struggle with yet another migraine. I love this version because he changes the lyrics and adds Elvira's name at one point; this was before they were married!

[ruzqtx]

me when what if alamo defenders (and flynn) had phones

(bowie and travis still fight over texts but bowie can say more he wouldn’t in person because the thinks it won’t have consequences)

(he gets yelled at in person not even a minute later)

[shmit1]

Merry Christmas Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries Style

[ash5monster01]

I'm Okay With That

Pairing: MacGyver x FemReader

Warning: little smut

Summary: Mac had been gone all week on a mission. Once he was finally back he got distracted with Phoenix stuff and was running late so you gave him the motivation to hurry up.

Masterlist

The clock ticked slowly as you sat at the kitchen counter. Mac was supposed to be home two hours ago. Once he had made it to town he promised you it would take an hour tops with Phoenix stuff until he could return to your arms. The catch was he was very easily distracted and that hour turned into three. The week without him had killed you and it didn't help knowing he was so close yet so far. It also didn't help that you had been sexually frustrated all day. You and Mac hadn't been together in two and a half weeks and the fact of seeing him face to face and being able to touch him soon didn't help your thoughts from running wild.

You: where you at?

Pressing send on the message you would hope his reply would be something along the lines of a minute away. Yet all hopes were shot down at the reply.

Mac: sorry got caught up. be there as soon as I can

Letting out a sigh you got up to lay down in your bedroom. There was no point in waiting on that hard wooden stool now. Yet upon entering the bedroom it didn't make the sexual frustration easier. The room still smelled like Mac and it was sending your senses into overdrive at the thought of him against you. He needed to hurry up.

Laying in the bed didn't help as the minutes continued to pass. The fan in the room blew lightly against you and you closed your eyes to let the thoughts of Mac fill every sense. His sweaty skin rubbing against yours, running your hands through his blonde locks as they curled softly around your fingers, and how he would breath heavily in your face. This could not go on any longer.

With this newfound frustration also came a few devious ideas so you quickly pulled out your phone. You had only been dressed in Mac's old flannel and your panties so undoing the first few buttons you sent your reply to Mac's text.

You: better hurry ;)

Mac had been sitting on one of the leather chairs as they sat in the briefing room. He fiddled with a paperclip as he listened to Jack annoy Riley when his phone buzzed. He hadn't expected what he saw when he pulled it out. Your chest was practically on display in the opened flannel but covering all the good parts. The suggestive look in your eyes made him squirm in his seat.

"You okay bud?" Mac looked up to see Jack giving him a confused look. Mac quickly snapped himself out of it and nodded.

"Yeah, sorry, zoned out" he said and Jack slowly but surely nodded. Mac set his phone down on his lap and tried to ignore your message. Matty had been taking a while to join everyone in the briefing room and he needed to make it until then. Your suggestive texts would not help him with that.

His phone buzzed again and he looked to see that the flannel was now fully unbuttoned. A darkness swept through his eyes at the thought of ripping his own shirt off you. Jack gave a confused look Mac's way but ignored it. Again a buzz sounded throughout the room. Mac looked to see that the panties were now removed and it was dangerously close to what he was trying to not think about.

"Is it Y/N? Is she okay?" Jack asked seriously as he turned to Mac. Mac quickly cleared his throat as he tried to contain his thoughts.

"She's fine" Mac spoke and Jack rose his eyebrows at the boy who sat across from him. He could easily see the uneasiness in Mac's face.

"Really because if she is texting you that much she's either mad or sending dirty pictures" Jack crossed his arms and Mac grew super uncomfortable under his stare. Jack noticed the redness flooded in Mac's cheeks and how he pulled at the knees of his pants.

"Holy shit Y/N is sending you dirty pictures" Riley's eyes widened and the phone buzzed again. Mac refused to look at it under this predicament he got himself into and Riley snatched the phone from his lap.

"Hey!" Mac helplessly reached for the phone as Riley walked away. She did not care because you two had been close friends and when she saw the photo you had sent of the flannel barely covering your ass that was all the confirmation she needed to know that Jack was right for once in his life.

"No way" she mumbled and Mac finally snatched the phone. When he saw the photo his stomach clenched with nerves and he had to get out of there. Jack started laughing out loud at this.

"Oh wow this is great. Little Mac here has to wait to finish work and his girlfriend is getting him all hot and bothered" Jack laughed and Mac struggled to keep his composure as another one came through that suggested you were using your hand for something he needed to be doing.

"Shut up" Mac grumbled but Jack continued laughing. That was when the last text came through that shoved Mac off the edge completely.

You: since your not replying I guess I'll have to finish the job myself

"Are you guys ready?" Matty pushed open the door to the briefing room and Jack continued laughing as Riley tried to keep her composure. She was glad Bozer decided to stay down in the lab. He would never believe Y/N did something like this.

"Mac isn't" Jack said with a chuckle and Matty looked to the flustered Mac who was trying to think of anything to keep his pants loose and help him get out of here sooner.

"Are you okay Mac?" she pressed and Mac tugged at his hair and then quickly pulled his phone out.

Mac: don't you dare, I'm on my way

"I'm sorry, I uh, I gotta go" Mac rushed out of the room and Jack was practically rolling with laughter from his friends sexual frustration. You smiled happily at your accomplishment and it didn't even take ten minutes until you heard the front door open. Deciding you weren't done teasing you rushed over and locked the bedroom door. Hopping back down on the bed was when you heard the desperate shove against it.

"Y/N this is not funny" Mac practically growled from the other side but you just sat there with a smirk on your face. You still wore only the flannel but the panties had long been removed and it was unbuttoned down the whole front. A few more shoves went against the door and then suddenly a click followed and Mac aggressively pushed into the room. You knew it wouldn't take long. He dropped the paperclip as he stared at your form.

"I still had work to finish. Your gonna pay for this" he told you as he removed each side of the leather jacket before pulling it off. Once it dropped to the ground he leapt forward and pulled you into his grasp.

"I'm okay with that"