#yellowjacketsship

a = affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

he was hesitant to be affectionate at first. if you two weren’t close before you started dating, he was definitely awkward in the beginning of the relationship. if you were friends before dating, he’d probably be less awkward. he would still be nervous, but because he was worried about ruining your friendship. either way, it would take a while to get him to be affectionate.

he isn’t the making out type of affectionate, nor is he a fan of PDA. he probably holds your hand a lot, but that’s all the PDA you’ll get. when you’re alone, however, he is much more touchy.

b = best friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?)

he would be the type of friend that’s bitchy, but he’s definitely not as on-edge with you. you. he feels like he can trust you, especially if you’ve been friends for a while. you were probably childhood friends, or became friends because of seeing each other soccer events that had both the girls’ soccer team and the boys’ soccer team.

c = cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

travis doesn’t usually cuddle, except for when he’s exhausted. he’s usually tired, but it’s when he’s bumping into things and dozing off level exhausted that he’ll get more touchy with you.

he’s also clingy when he’s drunk or high.

he tries not to be so clingy when in the right state of mind, but when he’s exhausted or under influence, all those walls come tumbling down.

(probably because his father refuses to show affection with him or Javi, and rarely shows his wife any affection)

d = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

travis wasn’t getting his hopes up when you started dating. he assumed it would be a casual relationship that wouldn’t last very long.

however, when you two started getting serious, he realized that he did want to settle down with you in the future, which led him to letting his guard down around you. he was worried about getting serious or settling down with you, because of his father. he didn’t want to turn into his dad, and didn’t want to make you a victim like his father did to his mother.

if you do settle down together, he probably wouldn’t want kids because he was worried he would become like his father, but if you want kids, he would trust you. i can see him being the dad to a little tomboy girl.

(made the kids optional bc i am def not having those little shits)

e = ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

he would never break up with you. not out of pity or fear, he just would never want to. if you two broke up, it was you. he would probably make it seem like you both agreed, but it’s just his protective walls going right back up.

f = fiancé (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

he is terrified of commitment, but would try, for you. he wants you two to be forever, and he doesn’t want to lose you. he would probably propose after a while. he doesn’t want to move too fast.

g = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

he’s the gentlest. he refuses to treat you like his father treated his mom. although you two might get into arguments fairly frequently, he is far from emotionally, verbally, or physically abusive.

h = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

travis was never a hugger until you started dating. he gives good hugs, although it would be awkward in the beginning of the relationship or friendship. if you’re upsetX he’s the type of person who will kiss the top of your head or your temple if you’re shorter than him.

i = i love you (how fast do they say the l-word?)

he would be the first to say it, but it might take a while. probably six to seven months tbh, although it definitely felt faster to you. i don’t think it’s a “__ fell first, __ fell harder” type of relationship. he fell first, and fell harder.

j = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?)

travis is a jealous person. he trusts you deep down, but it wasn’t obvious for a while. he’s a bit insecure in the beginning, but it’s soon more that he’s worried about the guy trying something than you cheating.

k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

surprisingly good kisser?? even if you’re his first kiss, he’s still a good kisser. he never even thought about having to kiss someone, it just came naturally to him.

he likes to kiss your forehead or temple. again, he wouldn’t do it for a little while, unless you were friends before. it’s a sign that he trusts you tbh.

he likes to be kissed anywhere as long as you’re the one kissing him. travis is fs head over heels for you.

l = little ones (how are they around children?)

he’s not bad around kids, just awkward. his father made him hate the idea of being a parent. the only kid who he’s very protective over is Javi because they’re trauma bonded.

m = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

he either wakes up late or very early. rarely ever an in-between. if you stay the night, you’ll probably wake up to him asleep with his arms tight around your waist. clingy sleeper !!!

n = night (how are nights spent with them?)

won’t hesitate to stay up with you all night (not in that way, you filthy mind (well, not not in that way))

o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

he’s very slow to open up, but his decision to open up is very fast. he just needs to fade into it. the more you open up, the more he opens up.

p = patience (how easily angered are they?)

a lot of people and a lot of things anger him. he’s very easily angered, but by you? never. you could never make him mad, he loves you too much to harbor any resentment for you.

q = quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

he remembers a lot about you. it’s pretty easy for him to remember things about you, but if there’s something he really wants to remember, he’ll write it down somewhere.x

r = remember (what is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

the morning after your first time together. you were in his bed, in one of his shirts. you were asleep, and he woke up early. it was still dark out, and smelled like rain. his father was out on a business trip (which was an obvious lie), and his mom and Javi staying with his aunt (also an obvious lie). he knew the reason his parents were both away was probably because of a serious fight, or legal issues, but you being there with him made him forget all about it.

s = security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

he’s very protective of you. he won’t fight someone, he’s smarter than that. he’ll ruin someone. he can be a bit evil sometimes, but only when it comes to protecting you. if someone is a little too close to you, or is threatening you, he’ll frame them for something that will get them suspended or expelled. they won’t even know it was him, nobody will.

t = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

he knows it doesn’t take a lot to please you, but he tries hard anyway. he remembers anniversaries, and you two will probably stay at one of your houses all day, and skip school.

u = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

how easily angered he gets. you two would probably argue about his anger issues and refusal to open up before you knew about his home life.

v = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

he’s insecure, but doesn’t obsess over his looks publicly. he doesn’t tell anyone he’s insecure, he just keeps it bottled up.

w = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

definitely. if you left him, he probably would never be fully whole without you. you were his first love, and soulmate tbh. if you die, he’d probably just stop caring about anything for a while. it would take him until the winter of his freshman year of college to go back to normal, but he would never get over it.

he’d probably make some friends at his college. i feel like they’d be very open people, so he’d trust them enough. they would persuade him to party a lot, and he would resort to drinking and getting high to try and forget you. he would tell his friends about you. they would be the ones to tell him he doesn’t have to forget you, and he can live happily while still missing you. he got better after that. he would still drink and get high, but not as much.

(i got a bit carried away, might make a fic about it 😈)

x = xtra (a random headcanon for them.)

he has scars. he has sh scars on his wrists, and scars from his father. after opening up to you about it, he would try his best not to relapse. he’d move out the moment he turned eighteen. he loves his mother and brother, yes, but his father made his house insufferable. even after his father died, he would still never see that house as a place where he was welcome. his mother also isn’t amazing to him, but she’s only a bit emotionally and verbally abusive. she doesn’t realize it, and they would make up when he was an adult and started visiting his family on holidays again.

y = yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

he hates a lot of things, but never you. there’s not a lot in specific that would piss him off.

z = zzz (what is a sleep habits of theirs?)

you should be at home, tucked away in bed with plenty more time left to sleep. you should at least have been rising peacefully by now, waking up to the sound of chirping birds and the rumbling of distant trains and the quiet stirring of street wagons. but no, you’re not home, and there is no exciting city ambience. where you are is slouched in a small run down saloon. you move the damp slabs of ham around with your fork and poke at the cold scrambled eggs. you finally spot the busy saloon waitress, a short woman around your age with shaggy dark hair. she has the striking hazel green eyes and arched dark brows. she had served you your eggs and ham, and offered some strong alcoholic drink, which you turned down. looking back on it, maybe you should’ve taken the offer.

“ehm, excuse me, ma’am? uh.. could i get that drink, actually?” you chuckle hesitantly. your friends back home would most definitely judge you for drinking this early in the day.

“the food that bad?” the woman asks sarcastically, with a charming smile. “coming right up.”

“no, the food’s.. great! i just got a lot on my mind.” you stutter nervously with a tight lipped smile, trying to be polite. “and thank you, ma’am.”

the woman slides the glass mug of liquor over to you from across the bar. “it’s no problem. and you don’t need to call me ‘ma’am’.” she says matter-of-fact-ly, with a raised brow. “‘name’s natalie. you can call me nat.”

“oh. thank you, nat.” you smile, offering out your hand, which she takes in a firm handshake. “y/n.”

“well? what are you here for?” natalie asks, crossing her arms and leaning on the counter.

“i’m visiting my dad’s farm.”

“hm. fun.” natalie says sarcastically.

“why do you say it like that?” you chuckle.

“why would you want to be hanging around some old man?” natalie scoffs.

“oh, uh.. i won’t be around him, actually.”

“yeah? why, where will he be?”

“uh, he’s dead.”

“oh!”

“yeah.”

“shit, sorry—“

“nah, no worries, it’s no problem. really.”

you take a long sip of beer, quieting down after the awkward encounter. nat continues cleaning the bar, serving customers. one of the guys at the bar points at a poster hung up by the door.

“what’s that about?” the man asks.

“hm? oh, yeah, the sheriff is making everyone hang up those wanted posters.” nat scoffs. “some felon on the run, i dunno what she did, but she’s a big deal apparently.”

“‘she’?” he questions.

“fuck yeah, ‘she’. women can be criminals too, y’know.”

the further you traveled through the quaint little town, you more Wanted posters you saw. a few of them were of old criminals, dating back from a few years to a few weeks old. however, you saw a lot of these new ones from the saloon, of that woman. the road began to get dirtier and the buildings started to lessen. soon enough, you ended on a dirt road with short, thin trees.

you can see a few farms in the distance, but keep on your track. after a while, you can see the house. increasing your pace a bit, you jog over. the house looks bigger now than it did when you left. you, your parents, and your siblings seemed so crowded, but now it’s looks so lonely. nobody bothered to come around after your dad died. there are still farm animals lazily stumbling around.

you take the time to lay out some food for the birds in the chicken coop, pile some hay and put out water for the horses, and toss some grains out into a pile for the goats and the pigs, all of the animals having run slim due to only having grass around.

when the sun begins to set, you decide it’s best to go inside. as you lie beneath the weight of the heavy quilts, the flickering candlelight casts warm shadows on the old wallpaper. the night is silent, except for the occasional bleat of a goat or low rumble of a cow in the yard below you. each breath hurts, your heart aching. outside, the wind picks up, howling through the trees, and in the distance, you hear the faintest sound of hooves. you begin to fall asleep, your eyelids heavy with exhaustion.