[davenp0rts]

a SINGLE MUSE blog for miller davenport in affiliation with @campusl1fe , written by kat. if you aren’t apart of the group , please don’t interact.

MILLER DAVENPORT. twenty4, kinesiology major. sophie nélisse. bio. ⋆ stats & headcanons. ⋆ visuals. ⋆ musings.

[s0vereignz]

sofía has successfully reached that point where she's halfway between tipsy and thrashed. to most people, it would mean it's time to slow down, drink some water and pull yourself together before it's too late, but that's not how the blonde operates. the splitting headache she's bound to have tomorrow morning is future sofía's business. " millie ! " she calls out as soon as her blue eyes land on a familiar head of red hair. sofía crosses the distance between the two of them, meeting the other halfway and giggling as miller practically lounges towards her. " oh yeah, i'm having a blast. are you ? " she reaches up to fix millie's hair, all while grinning up at the redhead. " and where were you hiding ? i swear i didn't see you before or else i would've said hi. "

[davenp0rts]

and if anyone loves a good hug ?? it's miller, mostly when she's drunk, but still it counts for something. so, sofia's tight embrace is nice, even if she won't remember much about it tomorrow. when the other moves hair from her face, she grins, eyes bright although a little unfocused. "mhm, the most fun a girl could possibly have at this smelly-ass boy-infested house." shes just teasing, of course. "i was by the bar! kind of sad i missed you for most of the night."

[puckbunnics]

sammy wanted to leave already, this party was getting a little too out of hand for her liking honestly, and all she wanted to do was go to bed. making her way back to her car, she ran into a familiar face and smiled as she made her way over to her. " how are you? " she asked, looking at the other. " i was just about to leave actually, but i'm glad you finally decided to show up for once! "

[davenp0rts]

and if she were to admit it? the hockey player would probably be kind of over it, too, but she wasn't going to admit to anything. usually one to show up fashionably late , she didn't get to see everyone get fully rowdy. "so good! i've had so many drinks," theres a head nod. "think i usually just get here after you leave."

[rcordovas]

"ma'am, i am in med school," he says, approaching her. "i just want you to pause for a moment and think: did i ruin your night or give you a gift? i would argue the latter. see, cigarettes can bring you short-term happiness. but i gave you a gift, when you think about it. the gift of health. trust me, i'm studying to be a doctor."

[davenp0rts]

"congragulations?" the woman snorts, use of ma'am having her rolling her eyes and crossing her arms against her chest. she scoffs, already bored, how long could a lecture go on. "are you really or are you just trying to get in my pants? either way, not a fan."

[ofjuv3nile]

intimidated easily, dani had impressed herself by bridging the cap between herself and miller. miller was a force, kind but also fierce, on and off the ice. perhaps it was a survival tactic: keep herself closer to those she would usually fear. her name slips from her lips easily, finding comfort in the idea of being by miller for at least some of the evening. the hug wasn't expected, body freezing momentarily before reciprocating a gentle embrace. “  hey.   ” small exhale of relief. “  yeah. i mean it's a lot but i'm not hating it. you look irritated, though. you okay?   ”

[davenp0rts]

never had a girl who'd rolled her eyes just a few hours before at the thought of going to celebrate a team that wasn't hers felt so elated to be at the party now. but when dani tenses a little at the hug, she pulls back, miller wasn't a hugger, not usually when she was sober so she hated to make someone else feel so uncomfortable. "i'm so good," she assures and really? she's too drunk not to be. "just my brother hovering over text. you want a drink?"

[sweetfridays]

♡ JACK HUGHES via instagram ( njdevils )

[sophie-baek]

THE SUMMER I TURNED PRETTY 2.06 "Love Fest"

[davenp0rts]

@offornites

[tall]

[davenp0rts]

( sophie nèlisse. cisfem. unlabelled . ) that’s MILLER DAVENPORT , the michigan state university physical therapy student , they’re twenty four years old and are known to be nurturing and closed off. their go to karaoke song is it’s ok i’m ok by tate mcrae and they’re left wing on the womens hockey team.

tw : parental death, birth complications , alcoholism .

biography :

miller ‘ millie ’ davenport was born december 5th , 2002 in gatineau , quebec. she was her parents second child , and since they’d already been blessed with a boy , they were so excited to have their girl but the night she was born, the unthinkable happened , her mother had a clot the doctors didn’t catch and she passed away in her sleep. that left two children with their father, who promptly moved back to michigan to get help from his parents. and yet , the older the two children got, the more hands off their father was and by the time miller was ten , her thirteen year old brother did most of the taking care of her well their father drank.

cold michigan winters meant that the two were often skating on ice in their shoes and boots and when her brother decided that he wanted to try out hockey , miller was in tow . by this point , she was a tomboy who looked up to her brother and wanted to do everything he did. except for her, the love of hockey stayed and her brothers dwindled.

she was sixteen when her father decided to go to rehab and lucky for them? it stuck, but their relationship as a family never quite recovered and yet? both kids stayed close to home for school unsure if it was to be together or keep an eye on their dad.

after seeing many teammates get hurt all through high-school and get rehabilitated, miller became interested in kinesiology and currently she’s on a hockey scholarship at the university so she can get her physical therapy degree.

since being a kid, she’s grown so much; she’s showing more of her feminine side with dresses and skirts, makeup even and instead of living in her brothers shadow? shes become her own person, and she’s incredibly happy with how life is going, at least on the surface.

millers scared to get close to someone, in fear she’ll fall in love and that they’ll die like her father lost her mother, so she keeps relationships casual, moving from person to person, bed to bed and as it turns out? she can’t run from love forever because with her best friend , it’s quickly catching up to her.

[rosesgray]

Sophie Nélisse

for 2025 San Diego Comic Con

[davenp0rts]

open starter for anyone at the party !!

nails click on her screen , text sent back to her older brother with a scowl on her face . drink water mille , should probably go back to your house soon mills , do you need me to come get you ? don’t get her wrong , she knows he cares and she loves him for it but she doesn’t need a babysitter . she’s a grown woman after all . phone buzzes again and the red head huffs but then , someone calls her name and her head whips around , a little too quick causing a drunken giggle to escape . “ hi !! ” she bounds over , arms wrapping around their neck , heels making her a little taller . “ are you having a blast ?? ”

[hxartlcss]

open starter for event 001 ! | the hockey boy's house ...

" do you know what i think would make this party better ? drunk shakespeare . " the announcement came following the finishing for her fourth beer , or was it her sixth ? she was acutely aware it wasn't number five because she had left that one somewhere . or had she ? " wait what was i saying ? " her hum followed as she squinted to clear her vision for a moment . " oh right , all this house and not one stage , where does the entertainment happen! "

[davenp0rts]

the mix of beer and shots miller had , had meant that her brow furrows in confusion . is she confused because she’s wasted or is she just regular confused ? “ shakespeare ? like the poet ? do you wanna do slam poetry or what ? ”

[rcordovas]

open starter for anyone at the party ( event 01 ), outside the house.

"bet you 10 bucks can't kick yours farther than that," reed challenges. the event may be all about the hockey guys, but he's put his football skills to good ( or well, bad ) use by kicking his empty plastic cup as far as he can.

[davenp0rts]

and it doesn’t hurt but it does get her to drop her cigarette on the pavement when it hits her in the head . her last cigarette , at that , and although she only smokes well drunk ? she huffs , spinning to face him . “ dude , you’re kidding ? that was my last smoke .”

[thsoo]

open starter for anyone at the party ( event 01 ), inside/outside the house.

"hi, um... do you mind if i take a photo of you? it's just for social media," trixie explains. she tries to steady her slightly trembling hand as it holds her phone. she wants to convince the people she knows ( and herself ) that she's been having soooo much fun tonight.

[davenp0rts]

and it’s not like she means to judge , but instantly her brow furrows in confusion . a photo of her ? ten minutes after having her head in the toilet ? “ for your social media ? ” just a photo of her doesn’t make much sense . “ or like the schools ? ‘cause i don’t think any scrolling professor wants to see me like this . ”

[petalsonice]

open starter for @ anyone

the  music  bouncing  off  the  walls  vibrated  through  her  body  as  she  let  herself  let  loose,  head  rolling  backwards  in  rhythm.  the  packed  space  leaving  little  room  for  her  body  actually  moved  but  that  didn’t  bother  her,  mind  already  on  a  high  since  she  got  to  the  house  party.  sloane  brings  her  fourth  can  of  beer  up  to  her  mouth  only  to  realise  it  was  empty,  jutting  her  bottom  lip  out  in  a  pout  she  turns  to  the  one  in  front  of  her  “  i  need  a  refill,  ”  she  motions  to  the  kitchen  “  come  with  ?  please.  ”  she  stretches  the  last  word  as  she  starts  moving  backwards.

[davenp0rts]

thank god she was considerably drunk , her feet moving to the beat and her kinked hair tossed behind her shoulders . eyes open at the others voice over the music and she grins , her own cup empty and long forgotten somewhere in the mess of a house . smirk forms and she nods , hand latching to the others so that they don’t lose each other . “ obviously , i wouldn’t leave you alone to stumble through the wreckage ! ”