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makeupinthedrawer · 7 months
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ASDFGHJKL perfect twitter interaction no notes
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homewithmycats · 6 months
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Seeing Taylor and Travis together has me smiling like I'm reading fantasy romance books.
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flrboyd · 6 months
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All this Taylor and Travis content have me feeling for a hangman x pop singer reader ff who shows up at a longhorns game with him and they spend time in the readers studio together.
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taylorswiftverse · 6 months
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Taylor after changing the lyrics of karma:
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she-fearless · 3 months
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multi-muse-transect · 11 months
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If there’s ever a third Pacific Rim movie with Hayley and Taylor as the main characters and the two explaining Kaiju bOy to Raleigh Beckett and he’s just staring at them like this:
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turtlesoupqueen · 3 months
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Travis’ Version - Fanfic
Chapter 1 - Wildest Dreams
I'm staring at my phone. I know I've strung her along, but I'm afraid to let her go. What if she was the one? But the fact that I can keep her at arms length and pull her in to keep her from leaving lets me know that I'm still waiting for something. For someone. I see her next message pop up and I want to answer her, but I don't. Maybe it's better this way. We're friends. But I know this isn't how friendship is. This is consuming in a way that I didn't want it to be. Afraid to mess up, afraid to let go, afraid to want something I may not be ready for. It can be hard to tell when something was for you and when it wasn't. Especially now. People see me a certain way, expect things. But they don't know me. The clothes. The words. The style. The brand. That gives people something to hold onto, but it doesn't mean they know me. They know the type of character I have created. Like a song. Some parts of it are real, but sometimes parts don't belong to the writer. They observed something they could understand and they wrote it down poetically. You could listen to a whole album and think you knew their life and could really be hearing someone else's. That's the magic of it all.
I head into the concert and make my way around. Its electric. Like nothing I've ever felt before. I want to be apart of it. I want to dive in and let the energy flow through my body. She's up there and I can't make sense of it. I've never met her before, but I know her. Not personally. But I'd like to. The crowd moves in waves around the Arrowhead stadium. She's the boat, we are the ocean. And we carry her along. No angry seas here. Just something I want so badly to be part of. I see her, her red lips and rosy cheeks, her blond hair sticking to her back, her long legs. I could think a lot of things right now. But I want to know what's beneath the surface. What does she keep for those closest to her. And what I would need to do to become part of it. Of course, its not real. I'm not her type. And she's not mine. But still I feel like I can see the end as it begins.
I head out before the concert ends with a wrist full of friendship bracelets. I hold onto the one that I had in my pocket. The one I wanted to give to her. I could have, but I panicked. I have connections, but I don't want to go through them. I don't want someone to deliver it. I want to do it myself. I send a message to a contact of mine to let her know that I'd like her to set something up. I know what's at stake, but I can't let this feeling pass me by. I have to act on it. There's something about her and I owe it to myself to find out what it is.
I head back to my car and drive to the club. I have a few friends I'm meeting up with. Its a Saturday night and I could spend it in my hotel room with my thoughts or I could spend it out just keeping up the appearances. Its funny how things work once people know who you are. People care who you are. I slide the bracelets off and put them in the console before I valet. I walk right past the line of people and head to the entrance. The bouncer greets me. We embrace and then I'm in the purple haze of bottle girls, house music and hungry eyes. Everybody here wants something. I want to look like I belong.
"Hey Travis." It's hard to locate where his voice is coming from. Out of habit I know its the VIP section, it's just too many people tonight to play 'Where's Waldo'. I see his arm moving back and forth as he smiles up at the bottle girl who's just brought the order. She looks up as I approach the section and her eyes light up when ours meet. Before I'd think she saw something in me, now that I know the game I know what we see in each other and I just smile as I pass her and take a seat.
"Can we get another bottle. We gon be here awhile," one of the guys yells out to the waitress. She nods as she slides her way into the crowd towards the bar.
"You go," Mahomes asks.
"Yeah," I say.
"So, how was it? Did you give it to her," he chuckles.
"I didn't get a chance, but I tried something else. So we'll see," I tell him.
"This is wild," he says and then looks at me for an explanation that he already knows.
Truth is this isn't the first time that I've mentioned her to him or even thought about trying to meet up with her. We run in different circles. And then I just felt like I had to make a power move so I showed up and used a bit of that 'people know me' to get her to notice me. But she's different. She doesn't jump on command. She's the kind of girl to sit back and watch what you do before she makes her decision.
"Yeah, I guess we'll see," Mahomes says as he looks down at his phone.
"Brittany want you home already," I tease.
"You know this," he says as he gets up to leave.
Before he goes into the crowd he looks back and says "I bet she goes for you. You're a lucky guy." and then he's lost in the haze.
One of the guys slide over and had me a shot.
"Game time, champ," he says with a smile.
"Guess I'm ubering home," I say as I down it.
The bottle girl returns and sits in between us. The guys lean in as she pours the shots from the bottle. She pours one for herself before we start chanting. We down them and then she's up and off to the next section.
And then the blur begins.
It's always the same shit, different night.
On the way home I ask the driver to play something good. Whatever it is puts me to sleep in the car and in a blink we've arrived.
I head in my house and head straight for the bathroom. I need a shower.
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justmemorgane · 15 days
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I think about him too much considering I finished the show months ago
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waddinghamwelton · 3 months
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Good morning! Taylor/Travis embroidered Sweatshirt! If anyone is interested I have these up on my Etsy! ❤️
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mayomaille · 5 months
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makeupinthedrawer · 3 months
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Travis: “Tay im going to enjoy with the guys i love you”
Taylor: “i love you too”
Travis: “so much it’s not even funny”
Taylor: “i’ve never been so proud. EVER”
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neooo · 5 months
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While Americans are distracted watching the Super Bowl, Israel has chosen to begin bombing over a million Palestinians.
It’s timed too conveniently to be a coincidence.
There’s nothing we can do to stop this but please don’t be silent. Even if you’re watching the game, please use your voice to condemn genocide in this moment and afterwards.
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tay-swifts · 3 months
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TAYLOR SWIFT & TRAVIS KELCE singing "Love Story" at the Chiefs Super Bowl afterparty (Feb 12, 2024)
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she-fearless · 3 months
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she looks so tiny 🥹
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tswiftupdatess · 3 months
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Taylor Swift on the field celebrating the Chiefs win today with Travis Kelce!
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