☾ — travis @travisfml-blog - Tumblr Blog

travis pulled up through the girl’s driveway, trying to remain awake after an extremely boring day classes, he sighed what he had left of him. after texts were sent asking of his presence, he was pretty eager to hang out with one of the funnest people he knows, olivia. when they were drunk, at least. it didn’t seem to matter to him that it was dawn, as he wasn’t cautious of his surroundings as much as he should be. he parked his car, turned off the blasting car radio and slammed the car door shut as he got out. he went up to olivia’s door, ringing the doorbell twice awaiting her presence. @fvckolivias

#「☾ – ft olivia.」#「☾ – closed.」

° imsg to ⌜ aleksander ⌟

TRAVIS : you left your wallet on my couch

TRAVIS: dumbass

TRAVIS: i really cant have it in my house, my parents will think i stole ur shit or something

#lcssesen #「☾ – ft aleksander.」#「☾ – sms.」#this is so s hitty kfdfkd

gvbricllas:

gabriella didn’t know what to do with travis, she wished she could just let go of him, but it wasn’t that simple. she ran a hand through her hair, looking over at her ex. “ no, this spot is all yours, have fun. ” she said, picking up the last book. she let out a dry laugh. “ i just love it when you talk to me like i was the one who fucking hurt you. ” she spoke softly, shaking her head at herself. “ god, i’m stupid. ” she let out another signature dry laugh.

travis was heated, why must she always be the victim? whatever he’d do, she was never satisfied. why must it be this impossible to make everything right again? he thought, he tried to stay calm to avoid causing a scene, but his emotions overpowered him. “ if i hurt you so fucking much then why do you keep on coming back? ” travis retorted as he stood up, “ do you know what hurts? ” he continued, standing up tall with his fists clenched in rage. “ having to see you walk around acting like you don’t care, like i was nothing. i was so much more, and you knew that. ”

#「☾ ― ft gabriella. 」

cvrlas:

❝and you all think softball is a sport for wusses but let me tell you, i almost ripped a girl’s arm off like a savage back in the middle school days of softball. that was not my finest moment,❞ carla playfully defended her favorite sport. her nose scrunched up in disgust. ❝ew, i know. even the people in taxis give me the creeps. how do regular people do it?❞ it wasn’t exactly how she felt, but carla was so used to acting like it was that it slipped out of her easily.

“ aw well, i never said that, ” travis said smugly, crossing his arms closely to his chest. “ its a cute sport and all, but damn. i’m sure all the cute girls on your team make it all worth while — it would for me at least. “ travis joked, in a dry tone. “ you know, taxi’s aren’t so bad. i caught one last week, the guy was super nice. told me his whole life story and all. “

#「☾ ― ft carla. 」

#

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

clink clink bitch 🍷

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

the good the bad and the dirty - panic! at the disco

- my muse’s last text to your muse

travis: fuck man lets ditch today

travis: my place?

#「☾ ― ft aleksander. 」「☾ ― ask meme. 」#lcssesen

i finally have more time today, so like for a closed starter from travis !! it should take a while, but i need to get some starters going.

#ooc | back on my bullshit #xoxohq:start

gvbricllas:

gabriella turned her head to glare at the male over her shoulder as he slammed her book shut. she got off of his lap, her jaw clenched. she didn’t know what she was doing around travis anymore. she was never the type of person to let her emotions show, but she was still hurt from him, and it wasn’t like the boy seemed to enjoy her company all that much, unless they were hooking up, at least. for some reason she couldn’t completely let go. “ i think i’ll be leaving. have a great day, travis. ” she let out angrily, starting to collect her books from the grass.

a wave of regret instantly hit travis, he immediately knew he made her upset again. it was a cycle between the two, they’d just fight until no end. he was so tired of that cycle, yet it felt so normal to him. it kept him at peace, the ignorance of it all. he didn’t have much to say as he watched her pick up her stuff, he just felt so tense that he couldn’t utter a single word at that point. he looked away from her gaze to calm himself down. then he finally managed to say a few words to the female, “ fuck, just sit there, i’ll go. “

#「☾ ― ft gabriella. 」

# !!!!!

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

adrian 😈

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

green light - lorde

- my muse’s last text to your muse

travis: i need a ride tmrw

travis: got a minute?

#「☾ ― adrian. 」#「☾ ― ask meme. 」#vdrians

gvbricllas:

gabriella smirked, gaze still on the pages of her book as she sensed the other’s uncomfortableness. she raised an eyebrow at his words, letting out a quiet scoff, “ what the hell is that supposed to mean ? ”

“ it means, get off of me. “ travis hissed, moving his arm toward’s gabriella’s book and slamming it shut. “ alright look, what will it take for you to leave me alone? “ travis inquired, at this point genuinely annoyed at gabriella's bratty attitude. he never liked it, and considering they weren't even together anymore, he didn't see why he had to deal with it anymore.

#「☾ ― ft gabriella. 」

#

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

gabby 🔥

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

break up every night - the chainsmokers

- my muse’s last text to your muse

travis: lmao then stop inviting me over so much if you hate me so much

travis: i dont get it??

#「☾ ― ft gabriella. 」#「☾ ― ask meme. 」#gvbricllas

# yEEESSS

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

carlaaa 👽

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

blow your mind - dua lipa

- my muse’s last text to your muse

travis: wake up loser

travis: we’re gonna rob a bank

#「☾ ― ft carla. 」#「☾ ― ask meme. 」#cvrlas

rpmememaker

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

#this tooooo

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cell phone headcanons

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including: - what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone - my muse’s last text to your muse

#!!

cvrlas:

❝i’m captain of my own softball team–so i do got some muscles,❞ she defended herself. carla shrugged her shoulders. ❝whatever, i’m too tired to deal with your pesky ass, get in the car.❞ she made a shooing motion.

“ softball team, ooh, i better lock my doors at night then. “ travis chuckled, because he just loved laughing at his own jokes. “ alright i’ll stop. thanks for offering me a ride by the way, my parents took away my car for the next week. public transportation in this city is absolute trash, so fuck that. “

#「☾ ― ft carla. 」

gvbricllas:

gabriella scoffed, rolling her eyes. “ this is my spot, travis. ” she let out, annoyed. she could tell that the male wasn’t going to move, and she really wasn’t going to let him win. she clenched her jaw again, before sitting down on the boy’s lap, opening one of the books in her arms. “ now be quiet, i need to finish reading this chapter. ” she said coldly.

“ give me a fucking break, “ he grunted as she sat on travis’s lap, he shifted a bit to show that he was uncomfortable. when in fact he wasn’t really, it was the strange intimacy between him and his ex that annoyed him a bit. “ sit on some other guy, i’m sure they’d be used to it anyway. “

#「☾ ― ft gabriella. 」

gvbricllas:

gabriella was carrying her books as she walked out of the building to sit outside in her favorite spot, under a tall tree, to hopefully finish some of her homework peacefully. much to her dismay, as she walked closer to her spot, she saw a person sitting there. she clenched her jaw, holding her books pressed to her chest, as she quickened her pace, stopping right in front of the person sat under the tree. “ move. this is my spot. if you don’t leave i’ll sit on you. and you know i mean it. my spot. you have five seconds to go find your own. ”

looking up to the brunette gaze, squinting from the rays of sunlight above him. he felt like she will never leave him alone unless he did what she asked, but he didn’t care. “ you don’t own this spot gabriella, know that right? “ travis sarcastically remarked, staying solidly in his sitting position. the shade felt too nice to move, he could see why she was putting up a fight for it. “ i wouldn’t mind if you sat on me ― but it’s either that or find another spot. “

#「☾ ― ft gabriella. 」

cvrlas:

softball practice was always exhausting, carla would leave there more stressed and tense than she was before. even after a quick shower in the locker rooms she still felt disgusting with disheveled hair and arms and legs that felt like they had been squeezed way too hard. she made her way across the field to where she parked her car, only to find someone sitting on the hood. ❝you know,❞ she started saying, brushing some of her hair back, ❝it’s rude to sit there without my permission. i paid good money for it to be repainted last week, it would be a shame…if someone ruined it again.❞

leaning back, flipping through his phone he was startled to hear a familiar voice right in front of him. “ well ― im pretty comfy, “ flashing a sinister grin at his friend, “ too bad, it seems like you’ll have to move me. or, considering that’s physically impossible, give me a quick ride maybe? “

#「☾ ― ft carla. 」

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