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cxmbrennerâ:
Cam tilted his head side to side as he took a sip of his newly constructed hot chocolate. âThe Red Wings are good, yeah. Good guys on that team. Are you from Detroit or do you just like them?â He asked. âOh god, I hope not the one against Vegas⌠you know the one where I got five penalties in one game.â A fact he wasnât proud of. Most penalized player was an award he easily won. Especially in the first half of this season before they banished him. âThatâs good! I owe a lot to my pee wee coaches. They really made sure I fell in love with hockey. Iâm glad you can bring that to kids.â
âNah, Iâm from here. But honestly when I was little I really liked motorcycles and their logo reminded me of a wheel so Iâve stuck with them since.â Tyler explained, laughing lightly at his younger selfâs logic. He had definitely watched the infamous Vegas game from his living room, and it was kind of surreal that he was actually speaking with Cam now. âYeah itâs definitely rewarding. Iâm Tyler, by the way. How long are you here for? I thought I heard something about you being injured, is this where youâre getting your rest?âÂ
ccarvahlxâ:
Catalina smirked as she watched the young man stumble a bitâshe was used to it, truly, but it amused her anyway. âBusiness,â She explained to him as they walked, her heeled boots clicking against the floor as they walked. âAnd kind of vacation, I guess. A break, you know?â she smiled. âAre you from here?â
Tyler nodded approvingly at her answer, âThatâs cool,â he ran a hand through his hair quickly before holding a door open for her as they continued into a different room. âYep, born and raised! We donât see many business travelers around here, though, what exactly do you do?â He asked curiously, âI could see you as, like, a lawyer? Is that close?â
ccarvahlxâ:
Catalina could see the look on his face and recognized itâit was a face she had been dealing with her entire life. The my life has changed, because Iâve just seen the prettiest girl ever face. She wasnât self centered, just knew what guys thought of her appearance. âA secret machine?â she asked, smirking. âWell⌠can you take me to it, love?â
Tyler was a little shocked when she asked him to take her to the machine, but he shouldnât have been - of course she wasnât going to know how to get there. âOh, yeah, of course!â He smiled politely, desperately willing away the light blush caused by the term of endearment. He finished putting all his stuff in his duffel bag before quickly getting the conciergeâs attention and asking him to keep an eye on it while he took his new friend to the secret location. âSo are you here on vacation?â Tyler asked as he walked beside her, guiding her down a long hallway.
ccarvahlxâ:
The resort was⌠beautiful. No wonder her family wanted to go into the ski resort business. It was a gold mine from what Catalina could see, and she had barely been there two days. She looked around before pausing, a smile on her face. âExcuse me,â she approached the nearest person, her sweetest, most charismatic smile and voice appearing. âWhereâs the best hot chocolate in this place?â
Tyler had just taken off all of his snow gear and was about to head home when he was stopped by a sweet voice. When he turned around, he was face to face with one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen. The boy opened his mouth to reply but nothing came out at first, clearing his throat before he tried again. âUhm, uh, hot chocolate?â He asked, a little dumbfounded - this was his forte, yet this mystery girl was making him second guess himself. âUhm, thereâs a...thereâs a secret machine in the back of the reception hall. Really, itâs for the party hostesses, but I sneak some from there all the time.â
vcrdureâ:
â mountain sorrel, man, â charlie corrected, too oblivious to pick up the joke. â and sheâs beautiful. these are mostly arctic plants but they grow in select locations in the northern hemisphere. i guess wyomingâs one of âem! theyâre not poisonous, though; you could eat them. they taste like sweet tarts. â
âSweet tarts, huh?â Tyler raised his eyebrows, immediately plucking some of the plant and tossing it into his mouth. As he was chewing he realized he probably shouldâve thought this through a little more. âIâm sorry I ate your plant, but you basically told me to. Itâs not too sweet, but then again, it is a plant.â he explained as he swallowed the last of it, scraping his tongue against his teeth in an attempt to itch it. âLeaves a weird itchy feeling, though.â
linleyhazelâ:
âOkay, deal,â Hazel grinned. She gladly took the cup when he offered it, happy to have found someone else that loved hot chocolate as much as she did. Hell, she could probably live off of it if she needed to. âI mean, thereâs so much to choose from, Iâm probably gonna have to come back and try them all. But my soul is telling me to go for the white hot chocolate and a ton of marshmallows.â
Tyler nodded at Hazelâs answer, âThat is always a good choice. I think Iâm going to try something a little different...â He bit his lip in thought, then put together a drink composed of dark chocolate and a few pumps of caramel syrup. âYou know what?â Tyler asked quickly as if he just had a great idea. âI donât know why hot chocolate cafes arenât a thing? Look at all the possibilities!â
cxmbrennerâ:
Cam had made a simple mug of hot chocolate with a bit of peppermint for good taste- and of course the booze. He watched the guy next to him have a full on face journey once heâd turned to look at him. The offer of whipped cream made him chuckle as he held out his cup. âSure, man. Whip it.â He watched him spray up and lowered his voice a bit. âIâm assuming youâre a fan?â he asked, understanding this starstruck hockey bro. âDo you play?â
Tyler couldnât help but feel a little giddy at the fact that he was putting whipped cream on Cam Brennerâs hot chocolate. A giant smile took over his face, his own drink completely forgotten at this point. âYeah, I mean, personally Iâm more of a Red Wings kinda guy - but the Rangers are great! Iâve been to a couple of your games.â Tyler admitted, almost blushing. âI do! Well, I mainly teach now. Pee wee. Gotta start âem young, you know?â
vcrdure¡:
â oh, sweet, â charlie knelt down, eyeing the plant shot up between the rocks, turning to face the pair of feet he heard crunching behind him. â hey, dude! come check this outâ itâs a whole bunch of mountain sorrel! â
Tyler was staring at what looked to be a hidden birdâs nest when he heard Charlie call him over. The excitement hanging off of each word coming out of the shorter boyâs mouth was enough to get Tyler interested in whatever he was pointing out. He was slightly disappointed when he walked over and got a glimpse of the red plant. âMountain sore? More like eye sore.â Tyler laughed at his own joke, turning to Charlie with a look of confusion. âWhat, is it poisonous or super rare or something?â
lalunettelake¡:
Lu was still in pjs and was going to the restaurant when she saw the hot chocolate table. She stopped in her tracks and looked at it for a bit, when she heard the man speak. âI have no idea, but I know where Iâm going to be most of the time.â
Tyler nodded along to the girlâs words, agreeing wholeheartedly. He made himself a cup of the warm drink before turning to face her. âHey, you look...you look familiar.â His eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he tried to remember where he had seen this girlâs face before. âAre you a repeat guest? Or- wait! Were you in that toothpaste commercial? You know,â He proceeded to hum a well-known jingle for a toothpaste brand, still unsure if that was where he had seen the familiar face.
scskva¡:
   âfucking funny,â the little brunette pipes up, immediately taken aback by just how cranky she sounds. in an attempt to soften it, seem less angry, she lets out a half-humorous scoff, before slipping both the now lipstick-stained cigarette and the faulty lighter back into her pack, before placing said pack in her pocket. another short chuckle. âduly noted. iâll make sure to run along and find you the minute the light bulb in my room breaks and iâm left in the dark.â
Tylerâs eyes widened and he pressed his lips together tightly, preventing anything from coming out even though he kind of felt like laughing a bit at the unexpectedly angry response he got from the young girl. Letting her comment slide, Tyler shook his head with a small smile. This girl was interesting, had he met her before? Must be a guest. Perhaps a fire sign. âI could go in there and ask one of the party hostesses, they usually have one around for the birthday candles and such.â He offered, jutting his thumb towards the door behind them. âOr...you could tell me why youâre so grumpy while at one of the most beautiful resorts in Wyoming.â
linleyhazel¡:
Hazelâs grin grew bigger as she heard the voice of someone else seeing the hot chocolate bar. It was almost the exact level of excitement sheâd felt at seeing it when sheâd stepped into the lobby earlier. âI mean, I sure as hell hope so. I might bring a sleeping bag out and camp here just to make sure.â
âIâd gladly join you, we can take turns sleeping while the other keeps a lookout.â Tyler laughed, grabbing two cups from the table and offering one over to Hazel. The two both worked at the rink and often bumped into each other, sometimes they even had to try their best to share the ice while coaching their respective students. âThere are so many options, I feel like a kid in a candy store. What are you going to try?â Tyler asked, his eyes scanning over the jars of chocolate chips, marshmallows, flavored syrups, and various other delicious toppings.
wintergrccns¡:
Eli had just finished putting the table together. Not that it was his job, but those odd bits and bobs that really wasnât anyoneâs job was something that his father roped him into doing a lot. He heard Tyler and he smiled, now that he got this nightmare put together, âWell, if dad doesnât keep it up, I will riot because this was a nightmare.â
Tyler wasnât surprised to see the eldest Honeychurch child by the table and gave him a warm greeting. âIâll join you, because once we get free hot chocolate...Iâm afraid thereâs no going back. This might have to stay up all winter.â he laughed lightly and started fixing a cup of the warm drink for himself. âAre you allowed to enjoy a fruit of your labor or is there more resort work that needs to be done?â Tyler asked, genuinely interested in the opportunity to catch up with Eli, seeing as they didnât talk too often.
cxmbrennerâ:
Cam was enjoying his lovely complimentary hot chocolate, sneaking a hint of Jameson into it when he noticed someone else also in awe at the setup. âI sure hope so because this is way easier than going down to the coffee shop. I can just come down here and enjoy.â He held the cup up to his nose and smiled at the aroma. Too good. He looked over and noticed the bag of gear the other had dropped but thought heâd not say anything about it and let the moment be peaceful. Last thing he needed was to get recognized again.Â
Tyler nodded as he poured the steaming hot milk into his cup full of chocolate chips. âYou sure got that right,â he agreed with a lighthearted chuckle, turning to the mystery voice as he stirred his drink in an attempt to melt the chocolate. Tylerâs smile fell and his eyes widened when he saw that the voice belonged to Cam Brenner. Wintergreen had established such a reputation that it was almost normal to rub elbows with sports celebrities and a fair share of local Olympians, but Tyler had rarely ever faced someone that he was actually a fan of. Being a big hockey buff, it was no surprise when Tyler felt a bit starstruck in the presence of the Rangers player. The boy blinked a few times before clearing his throat and forcing himself to act cool. âYou want some, uh, whipped cream?â Tyler asked, holding the can out awkwardly - he wasnât doing a very good job of playing it cool.
rhodestodublinâ:
Not one for staying still for long, Seb was usually in search of something to do around the resort â importantly, something he could afford. Turns out, equipment rentals were expensive. As was a lot of stuff around here. When he spotted the table, he immediately looked about for a catch, or a cash register. He shrugged in response to the question. âNo idea, just saw it. What do you reckon, is this for everyone, or do you got to be some kind of super shiny platinum VIP guest?â
Tyler chuckled lightly at the question, taking a glance of his own around the set-up for a sign or something that might suggest otherwise. âNah, everyoneâs a super shiny platinum VIP guest here!â The younger boy smiled, taking two cups from the neat stack and holding one out to the guy beside him. âWant to do the honors?â He asked casually.
saskia was in a bit of a mood. there wasnât anything wrong, per say, it had just been one of those days â the ones where you wake up, and everything feels just slightly off-kilter. a predicament that wasnât exactly helped when her lighter had decided to die on her. it had mustered up a pathetic excuse for a flame the first couple of times sheâd spun the little wheel, and then, nothing. christ. exactly what she needed. deciding her best bet on getting her nicotine fix was asking someone, she turned (naturally) to the person closest to her, a slight smile playing on her features. âyou donât happen to have a light, do you?â she spoke, running her thumb across the little metal wheel of her own lighter, mostly for illustration. still nothing. âmineâs having a bit of a day off, it seems.â
Tyler was sitting on a bench scrolling through his phone aimlessly as he waited for his friend to finish up their shift at the rink. A small British voice caught his attention and he looked up to meet Saskiaâs gaze. He smiled politely, watching as she showed him the faulty lighter. âA light?â Tyler asked in a playful tone, sliding his finger over his phone screen once again to turn on his flashlight. âOnly this one.â His smile was now much wider at the stupid joke, hoping the girl across from him wouldnât be too bummed that he didnât actually have what she was looking for.
cryptidcowbcyâ:
âMORGAN HAD COME IN to pick up a couple of his horses. The resort liked to borrow them for festivities â and his boss didnât mind lending them out, so long as they were well looked after. Now the beasts were locked and loaded. Morgan had just finished signing the paperwork that said he had regained ownership of the animals, when he heard someone practically squeal from across the lobby. âThink itâs a holiday thing,â He commented, as he passed by. âFor thanksgiving. Prolly just finishing the last of it off,â After all, it hadnât been here on his last trip. Morgan couldnât help but grin at the expression on the boyâs face.
Tyler smiled from ear to ear and started creating his own concoction, a base of white hot chocolate with notes of peppermint and dark chocolate shavings. âWell I sure hope they keep this up for a while - do you see how many different combinations I can make here?â He finally looked up at Morgan and grinned at the familiar face, peeking around his strong build while taking a sip of his drink. âWhereâs Harper? Iâm sure sheâd have a grand olâ time fitting five different types of chocolate chips into one of these bad boys.â