No but seriously: Emmett bursting into tears and hunching over himself until Travis comforted him and dragged him closer; Emmett nestling his head in the crook of Trav's neck, and then scrambling to grasp the back of Trav's shirt; Emmett turning his head to breathe Trav in and then kissing his neck; the exchanged looks; Emmett flicking his eyes from Trav's lips to his eyes and then back down; Travis doing the same; the kissing, the yearning, the implied "I missed this, I missed you"; Travis kissing him, then turning away and hesitating because he KNEW he shouldn't but what they had is still there, still hovering over them and so he dives back in, I'M GOING FERAL. F E R A L.
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What happened during the last episode made me feel mad about Tremmett's storyline in season 5 all over again, I'm still not (and I'll never be) over the fact that they (the authors) handled things very badly, ruining a good couple and a good character.
They could've added some drama without ruining Travis' character by making him act completely out of character (which still makes me deeply angry since he's been my favourite since day one) and handling the whole ordeal with his father and Emmett differently, because there's no way in hell Travis would think that bad about Emmett and doubt his feelings for him the way he did. And the whole dinner scene was a mess, I still can't believe they made us go through that hell of a dynamic; Travis might have lots of flaws, but he's not a jerk.
It could have been an interesting storyline, but they made Travis act like an assh*le and a disrespectful person when he's not like that at all. I'll never be okay with it, and it's part of the reason why I have ups and downs when it comes to Station 19, the potential is great but thwy always find a way to ruin everything.
And now what am I supposed to do with my feelings for Tremmett? Hoping for an endgame, despite everything that happened, despite Travis being that mean to Emmett? Hoping for a definitive goodbye after Dixon's funeral? I still don't know.
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19 (and extras) group chat
Part 2: Travis’ phone
contacts:
Travis: The BEST 👑🔥
Maya: Carina’s little blonde pet
Vic: platonic soulmate (bff) 😻😻😻
Sullivan: Chief
Andy: Herrera
Carina: Lasagna girl 💜
Ben: Dad 👨🏾
Theo: [contact blocked]
Dean: Dean Miller
Jack: Jack
Emmett: Emmett
Herrera: Guys have you seen Travis’ contact name for Maya?????
Carina’s little blonde pet: No, what is it?
The BEST 👑🔥: nothing……
Herrera: Trust me, you don't want to know.
Lasagna girl 💜: I want to know!
Emmett: ssme!!!
The BEST 👑🔥: R u guys excited for work tmr?????
platonic soulmate (bff) 😻😻😻: Don't change the subject, Travis, they wanna know!
The BEST 👑🔥: It was your idea, you tell her.
Jack: You are so getting your ass kicked next shift if you tell her.
Carina’s little blonde pet: You’re getting your ass kicked either way, Travis.
Carina’s little blonde pet: And how does Jack know but I don’t?
Dean Miller: This situation is hilarious hahahaha
[contact blocked]: I have a work related question.
platonic soulmate (bff) 😻😻😻: No one cares.
Carina’s little blonde pet: Hello, let’s get back on topic here. Answer my question Travis.
The BEST 👑🔥: Ok Carina’s little blonde pet
Carina’s little blonde pet: TRAVIS!
Carina’s little blonde pet: CHANGE THAT IMMEDIATELY I WILL FIRE YOU
Lasagna girl 💜: Hahaha that’s amazing!
The BEST 👑🔥: … only if Carina lets you.
Jack: 💀
Carina’s little blonde pet: I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU DO FIVE HOURS OF DRILLS WITH NO BREAK
The BEST 👑🔥: Let me just remind you that Vic is involved in this too.
platonic soulmate (bff) 😻😻😻: Hey! Don't drag me down with you
Carina’s little blonde pet: YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO REGRET COMING INTO WORK TOMORROW
Chief: Let me remind you all that this is supposed to be a professional group chat. If this behaviour continues I will be silencing this chat.
Dad 👨🏾:🤣
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“It’s crooked.” Emmett frowned from the couch.
“Okay, that’s like the fourth time you’ve said that.” Travis turned around. “If you think I’ve done such a bad job of it, you hang the damn mirror.”
Vic let out a loud, barking laugh from where she was assembling the dining chairs. “Dude, he literally can’t.” She called over.
“He makes tea!” Travis shouted back, completely ignoring the ghost on the couch.
Emmett cleared his throat. “He is right here and he finds it easier to move some things than others.”
“And yet you can draw.” Travis muttered, rolling his eyes and turning back to face the mirror. He paused for a moment and adjusted it, tilting it to the left.
“Okay, you just made that way worse.” Emmett disappeared from the couch, only to reappear right beside him a split second later. “You need to move this side down at least two inches.”
Travis obliged, following directions as Emmett called them out.
“Oh hey, looks good.” Vic walked through the living room as they finished, carrying an armful of trash to the designated pile by the front door. “You guys think I’ve got time for a shower before heading down to the woods?”
“Yes, but why?” Travis asked as she sorted the trash into what could and couldn’t be recycled. “You’re just going to change and then spend all night rolling in the dirt.”
She paused for a moment. “Fair point. In that case I’m going to the store and buying a ton of raw meat. Do we still have the cat cage for me to stuff it in?” She said standing up.
“Nope, you destroyed it last full moon.” Travis told her, turning his head to follow her as she walked back to the dining room. “Do you want me to go and get a new one?”
“Please, the woman at the pet store keeps giving me weird looks.” She stuck her head back out of the kitchen a moment later. “Are you good for feeds?”
“Considering you had a slow day yesterday, he’s going to need another couple of blood bags. Or he’ll be unbearable.” Emmett answered for him. “I should be able to steal some from the hospital now you’ve shown me where they are. It’s not like I’m going to be seen on security cameras.”
“Great.” Vic said, carrying another armful of stuff to the pile. “Sounds like we’ve got a plan.”
“Do you want me to check on Hot Doctor while I’m there? See if he flirts with the other paramedics when you’re not around?” He teased, putting on a bad impersonation. “Oh, I’m sorry, I’m tall and blonde and perfect and I only like girls who act uninterested then tell me they can’t have a relationship because they’re sick after I fix their dislocated shoulder.” Travis tried and failed to contain his laughter as she shot them both a glare.
It was a poor imitation of the man Vic had been on a handful of dates with, but she let it slide because the boys didn’t mean anything by it. Neither of her roommates really knew him, as he’d only been to the house twice and both times she had made it very clear that there were to be no supernatural gate crashers, especially not the sort he couldn’t see. He’d met Travis a little at the hospital and Emmett had definitely spied on him a few times, but they didn’t really know much about him.
“I still can’t believe he bought that lie.” Travis chuckled as he put the hammer and unused spirit level away and closed the toolbox with a loud click. “He’s a doctor, and he just believed you when you said you had a non specific medical condition that caused you to black out every full moon?”
“I didn’t phrase it like that.” She groaned loudly. “I might’ve been less specific about the frequency and implied it was due to the trauma of being attacked a few years back? I think he thinks it’s some weird kind of PTSD.”
“He’s going to realise your ‘episodes’ line up with the full moon eventually.”
“Uh, no, he isn’t, because moon cycles are not something most non supernaturally inclined people pay attention to. And I highly doubt he could tell the difference between the full moon and the night before or after.” She stopped in between where the two of them were stood looking at the mirror it had taken all afternoon to put up, resting her elbow on Travis’ shoulder and looking at the reflection.
“Damn.” She said after a moment. “We look good.”
Both of the boys tried to brush off the compliment, clearly flattered, before they realised that neither of them could actually be seen in the mirror.
They both started talking over each other, getting progressively louder as she got further away, the noise of their complaining about what a bad joke and how unfair it had been as a comment echoing after her as she ran up the stairs to get changed.
- Being human!AU
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