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Travis Graves

"Ma always said to be kind. Pa always said to be humble. Hopefully I'm making them proud."

0 · 318 views · located in Los Angeles

a character in “The Arris”, as played by Maci-Care

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"City life is no life for a country man: for such a man that life is a kind of damnation in itself"
just paste the quote here tbh-Stephen King


Tim McGraw - Humble And Kind || BossHoss - Word Up || Chris Young, Kane Brown - Famous Friends || Johnny Cash - Hurt || Rascal Flatts - Life is a Highway
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xxxxx|| Name || Travis Richards Graves
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xxxxx|| Nicknames || T., Trav, Himbo
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xxxxx|| Pronouns || He/Him
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xxxxx|| Age || 26
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xxxxx|| Occupation || Former Ranch Hand/Current Model xx
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xxxxx|| Hometown || Henderson, TN (Outskirts outside of Nashville)xx
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xxxxx|| Build || Working on the ranch, has helped Travis keep a well toned build and keeping him in shape
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xxxxx|| Description || For living in the city, Travis still hasn't adapted to the cultural difference in appearance. He is often seen in jeans and boots mixed with flannels or a plain colored shirt with a jacket over it, still wearing what others have called a blue collar style. Though most people might dismiss this for cheap lazy wear, with his increase of income from modeling, he has upgraded the brands he wear, most of it going into his collection of boots. Trav is able to grow a beard pretty easily, actually preferring to grow it out, but often enough photoshoots and contracts have him clean shaved for some clients. Another thing he is known for is often wearing a cowboy hat when walking around, though he has learned not to spend too much on them anymore as numerous of them have been "borrowed" at parties by flirtatious women.
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Growing up, there were always two words Travis' parents wanted him to remember and base his beliefs and values on. Humble and Kindness. And due to this, Travis has worn his heart on his sleeve and always seen wearing a smile on his face.

While on and off location of modeling gigs, Travis stays true to keeping the same type of personality and attitude around people. Often seen being optimistic about whatever is going on, and having a good time being goofy and making other people laugh. He truly believes that happiness is contagious and usually does whatever he can to brighten someone's mood, whether or not its at the cost of them laughing at or with him.

Trav has the sort of ignorance type of personality from growing up on a ranch, but accepts most things with an open mind and understanding. When it comes to stuff he doesn't understand, he usually takes a minute to try to understand it with questions and such, and even if he doesn't understand, or even doesn't agree, he continues to be respectful about it. With LGBT, Travis is very much a straight ally and honestly doesn't understand why people would be against others just loving each other. He's even been apart of a charity model shoot for a LGBT calendar.

Though, his ignorance does come with a bit of bad side, more so with his lack of understanding current pop culture things and 'keeping up' with today's celebrities. Travis often doesn't recognize big names, outside of country music, or even big events going on, but is usually too embarrassed to ask about it and often nods along and pretends to understand things. Most of his social media isn't run by him and has to be reminded to supply pictures of him for it, though usually the other models assist with this.

Even the most happy and go lucky people like Travis get down occasionally, and for him its the homesickness. There are days where he just wants to walk out of the modelling industry and go back to a simpler life with his family on the ranch. This is usually caused by stressful shoots and time constraints, along with drama being formed from anything as simple as Trav not wanting to go to a certain, restaurant. He usually deals with this in one of two ways. The good way, going to the gym and working out until he can barely move, or going to the local hole in the wall bar and sipping on whiskey until the early morning hours. He doesn't talk to many others about his problems, worried that they would judge the country boy more than they already do. He also has the mindset that people have it much worth than him, and that his problems aren't as bad as they could be.

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ImageTravis was born the second child out of five to a retired military vet and former waitress that settled down in the outskirts of Tennessee after buying about 500 acres of land to start a ranch. Like most families, as soon as the children could basically walk, they were doing chores around the house, barn, and other buildings to assist. When they were young, they would mostly help run supplies back and forth and taking care of the smaller animals and later on eventually moving heavier supplies and actually herding cattle and horses. All the children would also learn how to drive on the land, starting with the smaller golf carts and ATVs and working up to the heavier tractor.

Travis' older sister didn't like the country life, or just living on the farm in general. She would spend most of her time at friends house or shopping at malls. So Travis was the unofficial oldest sibling to be helping around, but he actually enjoyed doing the work and the responsibility, eventually work part time when he was an early teenager, working side-by-side with the actual labor workers his parents had hired.

Travis spent more and more time at home and on the ranch, eventually dropping out of high school junior year and working full time for his parents. His parents were skeptical of him doing this since, but he did expect to continue working on the farm for as long as he could see into the future. He was eventually given a title with his parents, but voiced that he wanted to continue doing the physical work rather the behind the scenes portion that his mother mostly did. When Travis wasn't working, he was usually out with his friends at the local bar, driving through fields in their trucks, or fishing out on the lake. He had just about everything he could ask for, and didn't mind staying away from the city unless his parents need favors done.

When Travis was 23 a reporter came out for wanting to take pictures and take interviews, wanting to write an article that could be featured in a national agriculture magazine. Trav was interested in this and spent a day with them, doing multiple action shots and such. The reporter was flirting with him for most of it and even though she wasn't his type, he entertained her and continued with it. He was getting paid for his time and could possibly get more eyes on his family ranch. But somehow back at their offices, their resources got mixed up and Travis' photos got sent to the wrong office and was looked up by a fashion studio. His pictures were actually published in the magazine, focusing on 'country style.' A couple weeks later he was approached by a modeling agency and offered a job in Nashville and he would the occasional model gig for some side money, quickly investing it into the farm.

It got to a point where Travis was slowly spending more time modeling and eventually talked with his parents and with their graces, he took the chance and signed a contract with another agency, starting full time. They moved him out to Los Angeles, a cultural shock for him, and he started work out there. Trav had mixed feelings about the city, but really couldn't do much about it with his contract he signed. Though living at The Arris has brought good fun times to his life.

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cs: phosphene - fc: scott eastwood - hex code: #8B4513

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Travis Graves's Story

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The sun had begun to set, a cool autumn crisp in the air sharpening as the shadows took over the light. City lights reflected against the glass panes along the length of the building, people peering in with no avail. Pooling around all sides were the casual paparazzi, some standing aside smoking a square as they waited for some big names to arrive.

Though the Arris had only been constructed within the last few years, it already was a hot spot. Not only was it home to some of the richest people in the world, but also many rising stars across many industries. That made guest lists for events at the rooftop bar, Mani all the more stacked. On a night like tonight it was a sure thing to get a paycheck hanging around the lot.

“Where you want this, boss?” Alex asked from the end of the bar, carrying two boxes of his wine.

Isko looked over from the station, polishing glasses. He blew his hair back from his face in thought, eyes wandering over the back of the bar seeing where they had space. They had jam packed all the extra inventory they could, utilizing every square inch of space. He set down the glass, shuffling some things around attempting to make space before huffing in defeat.

“You know what, follow me.” Isko finally gave up, gesturing for Alex to follow him. He shook his keys in his hands as he walked, his mind rotating through his list of things he needed to get in order before the party began. It always was like this leading up to an event, no matter how much they prepared. That was the one rule of the business, always prepare for it to go wrong.

Unlocking his office, he gestured for Alex to set the boxes inside before going to his computer to check his emails. Of course there were many strangers who had somehow got ahold of his email and offered monetary compensation for any tips or exclusives he could give them. The offers had been coming more and more as the Arris attracted higher profile names. He glanced at the clock, it was still another hour until other’s arrived and he hadn’t even showered.

Isko didn’t usually like to participate in the events at his club but lately he’d been trying to feel more comfortable delegating tasks. Raised to work, it was against his nature. After Ximena however, he had learned that there was no joy in that life - at least not the kind he could share with another.

Coraline's face filled his mind, Isko lingering for a moment before pushing the sentiment aside to return to his emails. If he was being honest, she was the real reason he had decided to participate in the event this year. Though the two had been living parallel to one another for some time, Isko felt like he hadn’t been able to cross that barrier to assert his intentions - always keeping something between them be it a bar or a plant. Anything to be able to detract from the way he hesitated with his words around her.

Though English wasn’t his first language, he was entirely fluent - but the way Coraline spoke, wrote, even the way she moved it was all poetry. He could listen to her talk for hours, though he often found himself getting so lost in her that he wouldn’t have much to contribute. Unlike others however she actually seemed to be the one to listen, surprising Isko with the things she remembered. It was the small things that made her keep returning to his thoughts.

He logged off his computer, locking his office behind him and spinning his key ring around his finger.Tapping at the bar to get one of the staff's attention, nodding over his shoulder towards the elevator. “I’ll be right back, I’m going to get ready. Text me any questions you have.”

They gave him a nod, Isko giving everyone a wave as he turned towards the elevator already on his phone responding to messages. Between his business and his family there were always unread and unanswered texts or emails. The elevator took him to either floor of his penthouse, his fob key allowing the doors to open right into his living room. He walked out towards the windows, looking below.

Already the cars and crowds had begun to gather, cameras flashing. Isko looked over to Arris West, many of its inhabitants invited to the party at Mani. Unless they had already ventured over earlier in the day, they would have to pass through the crowd below to enter. Though he was certain they all had planned it that way.

Though Isko didn’t usually drink on the job, intent on committing to delegating tonight he poured himself a glass of malbec. Despite his profession he rarely drank, preferring to remain clear headed. Even so, he had appreciation for fine alcohol in its many forms. It’s why he wanted to open a bar to begin with, each cocktail custom created by him and his team. Though to him nothing could compare to a quality glass of wine.

He paused, savoring the moment as he took a drink. It felt like sealing his own promise to himself with a kiss, the red wine wet on his lips. He wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand, taking the glass with him to his master suite to get ready.