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โœซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ | fighting, swearing, tristan being an asshole, breaking things (not too graphic promise LOL) โœซ ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ | hey yall, i'm back! i hope everyone enjoys! also i tagged everyone who seemed interested, i'm sorry for the VERY late update. i'm back, mwahhh. also planning a nate archibald series, who'd be interested? lmk! โœซ ๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ | @colbybrocks @weepingwitchofthewest @shady-writtingtalk @zulpix-blog @wheelerslover @dogmom600 @damnhati @remussbitch @yourmumstoyboy2-blog @1-800-starkindustrie
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The front door opened suddenly and she whipped her head to make eye contact with... Tristan Dugray? Oh, so that's where she's heard that name!
Y/N couldn't control as her mouth flew open. She also couldn't control the words that came out of her mouth as she saw him. "Oh, you've gotta be shitting me."
After Y/N had locked eyes with Tristan she whipped her head to face her father. "You're engaged to Tristan's mother?!"
Her father and Kristan looked surprised โ€” they both exchanged glances before they looked back at her. "Yeah, I guess I am?"
His answer sounded more like a question rather than a straight up reply. He didn't know why she was now seemingly opposed to the idea of him being engaged to Kristan simply because of Tristan.
Y/N looked shocked, her jaw practically on the floor. "You're engaged to Tristan's mother." Instead of a question, it sounds more like a statement.
Before any of them could reply, Tristan spoke. "Oh, hello step-sister." You could practically hear the smirk in his voice. He was enjoying see your shocked expression. Tristan's smug remark only fueled your growing frustration and utter disbelief. You shot him a glare that could freeze lava before turning back to her father and Kristan, your mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions.
"So, this is what you meant by wanting me to spend time with my old 'friends'?" Your tone was laced with sarcasm as she addressed her father. "You conveniently forgot to mention that my 'old friend' is now my soon-to-be stepbrother?"
Her father shifted uncomfortably under her accusing gaze, realizing he had failed to properly prepare Y/N for this bombshell. "I... I thought it would be best to tell you in person."
Your frustration mounted with each passing second. "Well you thought wrong, Dad."
Kristan interjected, her voice gentle yet firm. "I understand this is a lot to take in, Y/N. But we're all going to be a family now, and I hope we can find a way to make this work."
Y/N fought the urge to roll her eyes at Kristan's attempt to diffuse the tension as she gave her a sarcastic smile. "Right, a family. How convenient."
Tristan leaned against the doorway, his arms crossed with a smirk still playing on his lips. "Well, this should be fun. Welcome to the family, stepsis."
Y/N resisted the urge to launch herself at him as she shot daggers with her eyes. "Don't call me that."
Kristan shot a glare at her son as she turned to you once again. "We didn't realize it would be such a shock to you,. We should have handled this better."
You took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions swirling inside me. You knew you couldn't blame her father entirely, but the whole thing still felt like a betrayal. "I just need some time to process all of this," Y/N muttered, her voice tinged with resignation. "Excuse me."
"I thought that went great." Tristan mumbled as his mother shook his head, your father pulling her in closer.
You turned on her heel and stormed out of the room, leaving your father, Kristan, and Tristan as your retreated to her old bedroom, you couldn't shake the feeling that your carefully constructed world was crumbling around you, and you had no idea how to pick up the pieces.
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You stepped out of the car, dramatically slamming the door as you took in the school: Chilton Prep School, where she would be going to school from now. She heard footsteps from behind her, she already knew who it was.
"Welcome home, Cromwell." Tristan's voice rang. You gritted her teeth at the sound of Tristan's voice behind you. You turned slowly, fixing him with a glare that could cut through steel.
"Save it, Dugray," you snapped, your tone dripping with disdain. "This is hardly my idea of home."
Tristan raised an eyebrow, his smirk never faltering. "Well, get used to it. Looks like we're going to be seeing a lot more of each other from now on."
Tristan raised an eyebrow, his smirk never faltering. "Feisty as ever, Cromwell. I'm just offering a friendly welcome to our new classmate, no need to get all... bitchy."
You narrowed your eyes at his remark, resisting the urge to roll them. "I'll take that as a compliment, Dugray. And I don't need your welcome. I know my way around just fine."
Tristan's smirk widened, clearly enjoying getting a rise out of you. "Oh, come on, Cromwell. Where's that famous New York charm? You're going to need it to survive in this stuffy place."
"I'll manage just fine without your help," you shot back, your voice dripping with determination. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than stand here and listen to your bullshit."
You turned away from Tristan, walking into Chilton. You already hated it, everyone looked so pretentious and elitist, just like Tristan. But you weren't going to let that intimidate you. You had faced down Manhattan's elite, and you could handle a bunch of snooty prep school kids. You had grown up with these kids, they couldn't be that hard.
As you made your way through the halls, you couldn't shake the feeling of being out of place. The students eyed you with curiosity, whispers following in your wake. But you held your head high, refusing to let them see any hint of insecurity.
Chilton was a far cry from the bustling streets of Manhattan, and you couldn't shake the feeling that you were in for a rough ride. But you were Y/N Cromwell, and you didn't back down from a challenge.
With a flick of your hair and a confident stride, you made your way to your first class, ready to show Chilton Prep that Y/N Cromwell was a force to be reckoned with.
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"Where are you two going?" You popped a grape in your mouth as you watched Kristan grab her purse from the chair as your father tightened his tie.
"I told you earlier, we have a date."
You raised an eyebrow at your father's response, a hint of skepticism in your voice. "A date? You two are acting like lovesick teenagers."
Kristan chuckled, smoothing down her blouse as she shot you a warm smile. "Well, your father does know how to sweep a lady off her feet."
You rolled your eyes as Kristan and your father shared glances. You all knew what that meant, you had to be left alone with Tristan. You had barely managed to tolerate his presence since arriving at your father's house, and the thought of spending an evening alone with him was enough to make you want to crawl out of your skin.
"Well, have fun on your date," you forced out, the words tasting bitter on your tongue.
With a quick goodbye, your father and Kristan headed out the door, leaving you alone, turning around and seeing Tristan in the spacious living room. He caught your gaze and his lips curved up into a smile.
You felt a shiver run down your spine as Tristan's gaze met yours, his smirk sending a wave of irritation coursing through you. You knew exactly what he was thinking โ€“ that he had you right where he wanted you, trapped in his company for the evening.
Suppressing a sigh, you turned away from Tristan, refusing to let him see how much he was getting under your skin. Instead, you busied yourself with anything that would distract you from his presence โ€“ flipping through a magazine, checking your phone, anything to avoid acknowledging him.
But no matter how hard you tried to ignore him, Tristan was a persistent presence in the room. You could feel his eyes on you, his smug smirk burning into the back of your skull.
Finally unable to take it anymore, you turned to face him with a glare. "What do you want, Tristan?" you snapped, your patience wearing thin.
Tristan's smirk widened, his gaze flickering with amusement. "Just enjoying the view, Cromwell," he replied casually, as if your irritation was nothing more than entertainment to him.
You let out a bitter laugh as you shook your head. "Real classy, Tristan."
Tristan's smirk only widened at your remark, his amusement evident in every line of his face. "Oh, come on, Cromwell," he said, his tone teasing. "You can't tell me you're not used to being the center of attention. You were in New York for five years and you're telling me you didn't have the boys throwing themselves at you?"
You narrowed your eyes at Tristan, refusing to let his words rattle you. "I don't need validation from boys like you," you retorted, your voice dripping with annoyance. "Unlike some people, I have more important things to focus on than relationships."
Tristan's smirk faltered slightly at your cutting remark, but he quickly regained his composure. "Touchรฉ, Cromwell," he replied, his tone laced with amusement. "But don't act like you're immune to a little attention. I've seen the way you strut around like you own the place."
"And you don't? Please, I see the way every girl at Chilton looks at you. And I know you well enough to see how much that strokes your already, inflated ego." You paused, your voice laced with sarcasm as you leveled a pointed gaze at Tristan. "But hey, who am I to judge? If you want to bask in the adoration of your fan club, be my guest."
"Oh, I will, Y/N." Tristan let out a laugh as he watched you get all heated. He continued you watch you as you scoffed, turning your head back to the magazine.
You could feel his eyes on you, his amusement practically palpable. But you refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing you squirm. You weren't about to let him see how much he was getting to you. With a determined flick of your wrist, you closed the magazine and stood up from the sofa, shooting Tristan a glare.
"I have better things to do than sit here and listen to you," you declared, your voice laced with determination. With that, you turned on your heel and marched out of the room, leaving Tristan behind with his smug smirk and his insufferable ego.
You refused to let him drag you down to his level โ€“ you had bigger things to focus on than his petty games, like actually getting back to Manhattan where you belonged.
As you walked away, Tristan's amusement turned to frustration. He wasn't used to someone challenging him like this, especially not someone like you. With a determined stride, he followed after you, catching up just as you reached the hallway.
As you stormed out of the room, Tristan's smirk faded into a scowl. He watched you go, frustration bubbling up inside him. How dare she walk away from him like that? Without a second thought, Tristan followed after you, his footsteps echoing in the hallway as he caught up to you just as you reached the foyer.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Tristan called out, his voice sharp with annoyance.
You stopped in your tracks, turning to face him with a glare. "Away from you," you replied sharply, crossing your arms over your chest. "I can't stand being around you for another second."
Tristan's jaw clenched, his own temper flaring. "Oh, please," he scoffed, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Like you're any better. You're nothing but a spoiled brat who thinks she's better than everyone else."
The words hit you like a slap in the face, igniting a firestorm of rage within you. "At least I'm not a narcissistic asshole who gets off on belittling others," you spat, your voice rising with each word. "You think you're so much better but you're not."
Tristan squared his shoulders, meeting your gaze head-on. "I want to know what your problem is," he replied, his tone angry. "You've been acting like you a complete bitch when I'm all trying to do is be your friend."
You scoffed, shaking your head in disbelief. "Oh, spare me the act, Tristan," you shot back, your voice dripping with sarcasm. "We both know that's not what you're after. You just want to play your little games and stroke your own ego."
Tristan's jaw clenched, his frustration bubbling to the surface. "And what about you, huh?" he retorted, his voice rising in anger. "You act like you're too good for everyone, like you're above it all. Well, let me tell you something, Y/N โ€“ you're not as special as you think you are."
"You know what, Tristan. I don't care about you or your stupid games because all I'm trying to do is get back to New York. All this shit is just a rock in the road," you spat as you turned around, walking away.
"Oh really? What about your obvious drinking problem, that's why your mom sent you away, right?"
You stopped in your track as you took in Tristan's words. Fury was etched across your features as you spun around to face him, your fists clenched at your sides. "How dare you," you seethed, your voice trembling with rage. "You stupid asshole!"
You pushed him as hard as you could, causing him to trip and fall into a table. You heard a loud shattering and both of you just stared at each other before looking down to see glass everywhere.
"Shit, that's my mom's vase." Tristan's eyes widened in shock as he glanced at the shattered remains of the vase on the floor.
Your chest heaved with anger as you glared at Tristan, your fists still clenched at your sides. "You deserved it," you spat, your voice thick with venom. "You had no right to say that."
"Y/N, this vase is like two grand. It was my mom's favorite vase," Tristan scoffed as he stared down at the ground. "She's gonna be fucking pissed, idiot."
You stared back at him with anger but you knew that you needed to figure something out. Taking a deep breath to steady yourself, you clenched your jaw and met Tristan's gaze head-on. "I know I messed up," you admitted begrudgingly, your voice tight with frustration. "You shouldn't have been a bitch."
"Well you shouldn't have pushed me, like an psycho." Tristan's voice was sharp, but there was a hint of surrender beneath his irritation. He knew that pointing fingers wouldn't solve anything, but he couldn't help but feel defensive in the face of your accusation.
"Well I'm not apologizing-"
"Y/N, we need to figure out what to do before they come home."
And right on cue, the front door opened, revealing your father and Kristan, who froze in shock at the sight of the shattered vase and the two of you standing next to it.
Your father's expression hardened as he took in the scene, his disappointment evident in his eyes. "What in the world happened here?" he demanded, his voice a mix of frustration and disbelief.
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angeldiarybook ยท 7 months ago
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๐“๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ ๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
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๐“๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฑ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ญ๐จ๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ห™ ๊จ„ยฐห–๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ“– โ‹†๏ฝกหš๊ฉœ ๐’๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ:๐“๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ ๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ:๐ง๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ง๐ž
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-right when he saw you he knew he needed you
-at first heโ€™d teasingly flirt with you but over time he actually started to catch feelings
-asshole at the start
-youโ€™d get annoyed pretty easily from him
-heโ€™d start to notice your annoyance from him slightly after he started liking you
-upsets him a bit (just a little bit) from the genuine annoyed look on your face any time he comes near you
-tries to make you jealous but it just gives you an ick โ€œHave you tried to get their attention?โ€ Rory asked me and Paris as Tristan was making out with some girl in front of our lockers โ€œsure haveโ€ Paris said as I rolled my eyes at the little love session Tristan had going on โ€œno luck?โ€ Rory asked โ€œnopeโ€ both me and Paris replied as we rolled our eyes โ€œitโ€™s like heโ€™s eating her faceโ€ Rory said disgusted.that caused me to let a snarky low chuckle out as Paris stared at them. I rolled my eyes lifting up my books and what felt like 20 pounds inside my back bag up.Rory tapped Tristan shoulder asking them to move a bit to the left. โ€œwhat?โ€ Tristan acted dumb with a stupid grin on his face โ€œyouโ€™re standing in front of the lockersโ€ Rory told Tristan โ€œour lockersโ€ I responded annoyed โ€œOh sorry we just got a little carried awayโ€ Tristan replied snarky โ€œrightโ€ both me and Rory said as she rolled her eyes as Tristan and the random girl backed away from the lockers Tristan noticed how genuinely unbothered you look and howโ€™d you be annoyed if anyone was in your way of your locker on purpose
-once he realizes making you jealous doesnโ€™t work he starts being a โ€˜gentle manโ€™
-giving you some dumb nickname
-over time you get use to his annoying flirty remarks
-always loans you his notes
-birthday kiss
-admiring you in class while youโ€™re paying attention to the lesson
-apologize to you once you guys start getting closer for being an asshole and genuinely means it โ€œIโ€™m sorry I gave you such a hard time for a whileโ€ Tristan apologized to me โ€œohโ€ฆitโ€™s ok..well itโ€™s not but I understandโ€ I gave him a small warm smile
-catching him staring at you in class
-helps you a ton whenever youโ€™re struggling in a certain subject
-you guys always have to be in the same group project together
-while you guys sit next to each other he makes little braids in your hair when you have your head down in class
-teasingly agreeing to whatever you have to say about something
-people noticing him changing slightly to win you over
-playfully begging to carry your books โ€œTristan I can carry them my selfโ€ you chuckled softly and playfully rolled your eyes at him as he tried to snatch your thick books away
-even carrying your back bag for you when school is over
-insists on driving you home
-teases you whenever youโ€™re reading a book and not paying attention to him
-โ€œseducingโ€ you with that god damn smirk/smile of his
-getting mad and scolding him as he has a snarky laugh smirking at you in the hallways
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fbfh ยท 1 year ago
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tristin dugray relationship and intimacy hcs pt 2
wc: 1.1k
pairing: tristin x (implied fem) reader
genre: straight up smut with some mild feelings
warnings: brief mention of exhibitionism, debriefing with madison and louise, aftercare, cuddles, car sex, sex in a variety of places, cockwarming, nudes, brief mention of oral (m recieving)
song rec: mary - alex g (bc this is literally tristin's song. it's so fucking tristin coded.)
a/n: so good news I think my adhd medication is finally working lol
tags @yesv01 @magcon7280
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As with all nsfw works all characters are aged up to 18+
WITHOUT FURTHER ADIEU MORE TRISTIN SMUT BC Iโ€™M FOAMING AT THE FUCKING MOUTH
Whatโ€™s fun about Tristin
Among many other things
Is his fixation with your hips
Seriously it was one of the first things this horny motherfucker noticed about you
Whenever you wear anything mildly form fitting he canโ€™t take his goddamn eyes off your hips
Once youโ€™re together itโ€™s basically impossible for him to resist touching them
Sometimes itโ€™s a playful squeeze
Or an affectionate rub
Other times itโ€™s full on groping while he shoves his tongue into your mouth and makes you grind against his thigh
He could live like that for days and not get tired
Speaking of
Tristin has fucking stamina for DAYS
โ€œMen canโ€™t have multiple orgasmsโ€ tell that to him!!!!!!!!
He justโ€ฆ has a fixation with all of you honestly
Like thereโ€™s no part of you that heโ€™s not going to eye the fuck upย 
You know the looks heโ€™s always giving Rory????ย 
Thatโ€™s just the tip of the iceberg babe
Or should I say tip of the penis lol
Anywayย 
Tristin is vocal as FUCK
Like mans canโ€™t shut up
Even when weโ€™ve reached the previously mentioned dumbfucking point, heโ€™s still going to be whining and grunting and panting nonstop
His moans have you gushing like niagara falls tbhย 
There is a zero percent chance heโ€™s not going to give you the most affectionate aftercare every time too
So much praise and kisses and cuddles
Like heโ€™ll genuinely get upset if you try to just bounce afterwards
Or worse
If he wakes up the next morning and youโ€™re not there
Maybe he could handle casual hookups with other girls
But not with you
He will absolutely pull you back into bed and demand kisses and cuddles
Iโ€™m not gonna lie
He does have a little bit of an exhibitionist streak
Just a tiny itty bitty one
Mostly just from the urge to prove that youโ€™re his when other guys keep flirting with you
If the circumstances were right and you were down, he would be happy to put on a show for them, show them how good he treats you
If youโ€™re still friends with madison and louise/go to the same college as them they will BEG you for details and live vicariously through you
The line where they saw Tristin and Summer making out in front of Roryโ€™s locker and one of them (I forget which one) was like โ€œif youโ€™re dating Tristin you have the right to make out anywhere and everywhereโ€
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Yeah
They will literally grill details out of you
Whatever they can get
And the way they look at him after
The little sighs and head tilts and staring off into space thinking about what you told them, letting their imaginations go wild
It would make you jealous
If you didnโ€™t know how much he likes you
But yeah thereโ€™s no one that can take you away from Tristinย 
He loves you
And he loves keeping things fresh and spicy and exciting
He absolutley fucks you in his car a lot
Like a lot lotย 
Thereโ€™s at least a few pairs of your panties that youโ€™ve lost somewhere in the fancy leather seats
Heโ€™ll also happily fuck you in your car
And every room and surface of your apartment
And your apartment hallway
And in an elevator onceย 
And public bathrooms
And your bathroom
And pretty much anywhere he thinks yall can get away with
Seriously this boy is such a slut but heโ€™s only a slut for you
You light him on fucking fire and he canโ€™t cope
He needs you biblically,, like in a way thatโ€™s concerning to feminism.
You can tell how he feels just from the way he looks at youย 
And itโ€™s obvious as shit to everyone else too
Like literally everyone
He eye fucks you a lot lot lot
GOD this boy can seduce you so fast
He moans so loud for you too
Tristin will really give you a good show
He wants to impress you
Wants you to need him
(cough cough praise kink)
He wants to breathe the same air as you
He wants to wrap you up so tight in his arms that it feels like youโ€™re merging into one person
Tristin is the โ€œcuddling isnโ€™t enough I need to climb inside your skinโ€ kinda clingy
Solution is cockwarming
Which you both love a lot
Once he realizes cockwarming is an option?????ย 
It slowly increases in frequency
Thereโ€™s a good chance you wonโ€™t be able to sleep without it at some point
Seriously he will hold you tight and rub your back and touch your soft skin and tell you all the lovey dovey things he feels about you
Most of it is lovey dovey
But donโ€™t let that fool youย 
He is the CEO of both his family company AND dirty thoughts about you
Seriously heโ€™s set off so easily by you
9 times out of 10 heโ€™s probably fantasizing about you
Remembering your touch
How you feel around him
God he canโ€™t wait to get his hands on you again
Let me tell you
Tristin is a motherfucking MENACE when it comes to sexting
He will have you blushing over the phone in ways you didnโ€™t know you could blush
Heโ€™s so shameless about it too
If you send him nudes??????
He will literally die
And heโ€™ll happily, happily return the favor
Once he realizes how you react when he sends you nudes?????
He never wants to stop
He literally loves getting you all feral and worked up over him
Donโ€™t let Madison and Louise find out Tristin sends you nudes or else they will steal your phone and make a copy of your fingerprint with sticky tape and face powder just to access them /hj
Speaking of going feral
Tristinโ€™s happy trail?????????
Are we gonna talk about it??????
Are we gonna talk about how you want to fucking bite him and deep throat him until you memorize every vein whenever you see his lil happy trail????
Because you will
Youโ€™ll definitely want to
Okay putting myself down now lol
I need his cock immediately
Constantly covered in hickeys and unable to walk and he loves it so much
He loves when you need him and he loves fucking you so good that youโ€™re out of commission the next day
Itโ€™s what you deserve
You think heโ€™s a menace now???
God help you when he gets baby fever
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theonethatwatchesalotofshows ยท 1 month ago
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Rory is better than me because if I saw the guy that's been sexually harrassing me relentlessly for months get dumped in public, I would think: "serves him right". I would definitely not have a heart to heart with him and feel bad for him.
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dailygilmores ยท 1 year ago
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Gilmore Girls | 1.06 - โ€œRoryโ€™s Birthday Partiesโ€
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williamprattz ยท 3 months ago
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Rory and Tristin in The Third Lorelai
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xelmokidx ยท 4 months ago
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horribly missing Tristan dugray ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
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lovekies ยท 5 months ago
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let's just forget summer and skip to fall already ... ๐ŸŽง๐Ÿชฉ๐Ÿโ˜•๏ธ๐ŸŒ™๐Ÿ’Œ
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weepynymph ยท 10 months ago
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Gilmore girls boyfriend ranking (these are my opinions you are allowed to disagree but like donโ€™t yell at me please Iโ€™m fragile)
1. Dave (my beloved has never done anything wrong in his life ever)
2. Jess (he screws up A LOT but he gains points for s6 and for being my little meow meow)
3. Morey (he serenades his wife daily, need I say more?)
4. Kirk (10/10 devotion will not even LOOK at another woman even if it mean crossing the street with his eyes closed)
5. Luke (I love him he waited EIGHT YEARS for her but he loses points for s6/7)
6. Richard (he screws up sometimes but heโ€™s Emilyโ€™s no.1 fan devoted 4 life theyโ€™re made for each other)
7. Max (good guy had rizz but just not The Guy unfortunately)
8. Alex (itโ€™s billy burke the only reason heโ€™s not higher is we barely see him but he is good vibes and like the only guy we see get on with lorelaiโ€™s friends)
9. Jason (funny but not The Guy, plus kinda a snob. I like Jason though heโ€™s entertaining, even if the idea of him and Lorelai actually having sex does not compute in my brain AT ALL)
10. Jamie (he was sweet and kinda deserved better tbh still a little boring)
11. Doyle (devoted and entertaining but a little boring at times - I wanted more for Paris)
12. Marty (we all know a Marty and I hate to say it but I think heโ€™d be a terrible boyfriend and a bad kisser)
13. Jackson (mad points lost for lying about having a vasectomy that was not cool man)
14. Henry (he bailed on lane - fool)
15. Logan (Iโ€™m sorry but he loses SO MANY points for gaslighting those scenes trigger me so hard)
16. Tristan (he loses points for actual harassment but at least heโ€™s mildly complex)
17. Zach (I hate him)
18. Christopher (no)
19. Dean (the hardest no)
20. Asher (die)
Iโ€™ve probably forgotten someone I made this in a fever dream like four months ago and decided to post it on a whim lol
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supercap2319 ยท 11 months ago
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y/n is new to chilton and tristan wonโ€™t stop flirting with him and y/n finally after we the harassment for weeks goes on a date with him
Being the new guy at Chilton was hard enough. With its competitive nature and high standards of your average prep school, Y/N always felt on edge to be the best he could be to catch up to the others in his class. Though, nothing could have prepared him for Tristan Dugray, Chilton's resident golden boy.
Y/N has no idea what his problem was. Tristan and the other guys started calling him "Joseph." Apparently, it was to symbolize that Y/N was a good boy. That he would never do anything to break the rules. He hated it. Every chance he got, Tristan would tease him in front of everyone.
It was hard to ignore, but Y/N tried. He tried for weeks to stand the abuse, but the final straw was when someone stole his towel and clothes after gym and he had to talk stark naked to the coach's office, dripping wet.
Y/N comforted Tristan by his locker. "What the hell is your problem?"
"Hello to you to, Joseph." Tristan grins.
"It's not Joseph! It's Y/N!"
"Or maybe, Mary?"
"What do you want from me, Tristan? You've been picking on me for weeks. Making my life here at Chilton a living hell. You win. I give up. What do you want from me?"
"I want you to go out with me." Tristan said.
Y/N's eyes widened. "What?!"
"You heard me. If you go out on a date with me, I might stop teasing you. What do you say?"
He couldn't do it. He couldn't give into Tristan's little game, but at the same time, he wanted him to stop. Y/N sighed. "Fine. I'll go out with you."
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a-aexotic ยท 1 year ago
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โœซ๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’–๐’†, i can see you.
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โœซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ cursing, mention of partying, lecturting, sarcasm โœซ ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ hey guys! i hope you enjoyed the prologue. please show your love by liking and/or reblonging, they are very much appreciated. i am so beyond excited for this series and hopefully i meet my deadline lol. everything will be complete as of october 1st, 2023! โœซ ๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ (send an ask or comment to be added!) main masterlist. gilmore girls masterlist. playlist.
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Manhattan was the type of city where you either love it, or hate. There is no in-between and depending on if you love or hate it, describes who you are as a person.
Y/N Cromwell loved Manhattan. She was as classy and sophisticated as they come, she doesn't own anything that wasn't designer or specially made for her. I mean, if you lived like that, you would sure as hell love it as well.
Y/N lived her life to the fullest, taking YOLO a little too seriously. Her mother, Nancy Cromwell, is a world-renowned fashion designer and she is never home. And when she is home, she is usually tucked in her office, away from the world and her daughter. But, she learned to adapt without her mother and she was slightly okay with her not being around as much as she used to.
Filling her closet with expensive purses and even more expensive perfumes, she lived like royalty. Her mother never set financial boundaries for her, so she spent as much as she wanted. She usually got away with everything. Key-word being, usually.
Y/N sat at the edge of her huge bed, tuning out the lecture she was getting from her mother. She tried to listen and nod but it wasn't an easy task to do for more than 5 minutes.
"โ€”an irresponsible girl! I am tired of it, Y/N. Always going out with those girls, not playing attention in class or-"
That was where she stopped and corrected her. "I do play attention mom, how else would I have a 4.0?"
Her mom stopped her lecture and sighed, rubbing her temple frustratedly. "Is that the only thing you got from my whole talk?"
She sat up with a bright grin. "Well I'm not gonna let you sit here and lecture me about something that I hadn't done. I do pay attention."
"This isn't about school-"
"Then don't bring it up." Y/N said simply, smiling at her mother's vexed expression.
"Listen, Y/N, one more mess-up and you're done I'll send you to live with your father in Connecticut."
Y/N had no reaction whatsoever to the meaningless threat. Her mother always throwing that threat left and right, there was no way she'd actually go through with it.
Y/N feigned understanding and her mother sighed with a nod. "Got it, young lady?"
"Got it, ma'am." She mocked slightly before her mom finally gave up, walking out of her room. That was when Y/N finally let out an agitated groan, before taking out her flip-phone and clicked her friend's contact.
It rang before it finally picked up. "Hey, honey!"
"Are we going to Daniel's party or what?"
"I thought you were grounded, Y/N/N."
Y/N rolled her eyes. "That's not stopping me, Lindsay. We going or what?"
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The black Prada glasses and sour expression sitting on Y/N's expression was very telling. She was either hungover or high right nowโ€”but unfortunately for her, she was neither at the moment. She was sitting in Hartford Airport waiting for her father's, now late, arrival.
Her mother's words kept replaying in her head. "One mistake in Connecticut and I'm sending you the Netherlands. And no, not the citiesโ€”the countryside." That alone sent shivers down her spine, having to live without electricity and texting. How can anything be worse than that?
Y/N had to get her act up. If she didn't, she would have to live among cows and pigs. She decided she was going to try her best to sell the 'good girl' act to everyone, whether they believed it or not.
She finally sees a familar face walking up to her. She let out one last annoyed groan silently before getting up and putting on her best smile. "Daddy!"
Her father immediately grinned, opening up his arms to give his finest bear hugs. "Sweetheart, how've you been?" He immediately paused. "That's, uh not a good question. Nevermind. How are you dealing with everything?"
He knew how dramatic his daughter could be. She loved New York and getting sent away would surely spark some anger in her and he did not want to be on the receiving end of it.
Y/N slid up her sunglasses to face her father. "I'm doing well. I think this is good." God, this sounded unnatural and wrong. She wasn't happy and she sure has hell doesn't think this will be any good for her. "To be away from the City will some good for me, being around my old... friends will surely make me feel better."
Her father looked surprised at her somewhat mature response. "Wow, well I'm glad that's how you're viewing this experience. Good for you, Y/N. I'm proud of you."
"Thanks, dad. I really am trying, I'm glad you see that." Another lie. She almost felt bad for deceiving her father.
Well, that was until she got home. As they pulled in the houseโ€”it was exactly how they left it. Her father usually spends the summers with her in Manhattan so she hasn't seen this house in almost two years. It brought back so many memories. But she couldn't sit on the nostalgia because it quickly flooded away as she was struck with confusion. There was a slightly familiar woman standing outside the home, waiting for their arrival.
"Who's that?" Y/N sat up a little straighter in the passenger seat, her eyebrows furrowing.
"Well, uh honey I've been waiting for a right time to tell you this..." Her father swiftly put the car parked in driveway, turning face to face with Y/N. "I'mโ€”well, we... we're engaged."
"Whoโ€™s we?" I asked I look outside the window to the mysterious woman standing on the porch.
Her father paused as his expression changed from excited to slightly agitated. "Your mom hadn't mentioned me dating Kristian?"
"You hadn't mentioned it either." You swallowed nervously. Her father was dating (and now engaged) to someone she'd never heard about from neither of them. She felt a little dread because she suddenly felt out of the loop.
Her father sighed. "Let's talk inside, honey."
Her father got her luggage and the lady greeted her politely and she did the same. At this point the only facts she knew was A. her name was Kristan, B. she looks a little familiar, and C. she's blonde.
As her father put her stuff back up in her old bedroom, they both sat in the living room awkwardly waiting for her father's arrival. He finally walked down the stairs and sat next to Kristan, putting an arm over her shoulder. Wow, he's really serious about her.
"So..." Y/N started the conversation. "You're engaged."
He cleared his throat. "Me and Kristan have been engaged about two months now and we've been dating a year and a half." And he somehow failed to mention anyone when he called or visited.
Y/N kept her slight disappointment to a minimum as she nodded politely. He seemed genuine about her and she knew she'd be an even more terrible daughter if she started a fit. He was happy and that's all that matters... at least that was what she was trying to convince herself.
Y/N got up from the couch and cleared her throat, putting on her pageant queen smile. "I'm, uh Y/N Cromwell."
Kristan laughed softly before doing the same while extending a hand. "I know that, sweetie. I'm Kristan Dugray, pleased to meet you."
Dugray... Dugray... Where had she heard that name before? Y/N furrowed her eyebrows as she thought until her question was finally answered.
The front door opened suddenly and she whipped her head to make eye contact with... Tristan Dugray? Oh, so that's where she's heard that name!
Y/N couldn't control as her mouth flew open. She also couldn't control the words that came out of her mouth as she saw him. "Oh, you've gotta be shitting me."
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springfox04 ยท 6 months ago
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I havenโ€™t actually seen this in a while, probably bc my algorithm realized I didnโ€™t like it, but I used to see people saying things like โ€œJess and Tristan would love each other, they were the duo we neededโ€ and Iโ€™m assuming they say that simply because they both hate Dean and yes props to Tristan for hating Dean bc hating Dean is NEVER a bad thing in my book BUT Iโ€™m likeโ€ฆ Jess and Tristan would NEVER EVER get along.
Tristan is a spoiled little rich kid who thinks he can do whatever the hell he wants and itโ€™s not cute or funny. Like, as much as I hate Dean, when Tristan goes to the market in s2 and drops the bag of flour or whatever in front of Dean and then drops cash on the floor to โ€œpay for itโ€ that gives me such horrible vibes. Itโ€™s so disrespectful to just destroy merchandise and make a fucking mess and then just drop money on the floor bc youโ€™re rich and you think you can do whatever the fuck you want. Itโ€™s not the serve people think it is!! Heโ€™s an entitled brat!
So thatโ€™s why I donโ€™t like Tristan and Jess definitely wouldnโ€™t because he hates that genre of entitled rich brat. And also look at how Tristan treated Dean, heโ€™d treat Jess similarly just because heโ€™s not super well off like Tristan is and he lives in stars hollow and has to work in the diner, Tristan would take that shit and run with it and try to make Jessโ€™ life hell.
So yeah they would never in a million years get along there is no way in hell. Also Iโ€™m not a fan of Tristan. Thank you!
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fbfh ยท 1 year ago
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Tristin Dugray relationship and intimacy hcs
wc: 1.1k
pairing: tristin x afab reader
genre: smut smut feelings smut
warnings: dumbfucking, tristin is a cocky bastard and a slut and a whore (all affectionate), pussydrunk tristin, brief mentions of exhibitionism and tristin having bull energy, hickeys, cute jealousy, tristin is an attention whore (affectionate), other girls are jelly of you bc tristin likes you that fuckin much, tristin has a vaguely bad homelife, use of mary as a pet name
song recs: mary - alex g, break my heart - spectacular cast
a/n: this boy.... has consumed way more of my brain space than I anticipated??? he grabbed me by the fucking throat lol
tags @yesv01 @magcon7280
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As with all nsfw works all characters are aged up to 18+
That being said HOLY SHIT LETS GET INTO IT
Tristin Dugray is one horny motherfucker
Like really seriously horny
Stage 5 thirsty for you specificallyย 
Like I said in that one drabble heโ€™s a cocky attention whore until a certain point
Then he just gets completely stupid
His goal is to fuck both of you absolutely dumb, and heโ€™s really good at itย 
Even when he has you both completely stupid, heโ€™s still gonna keep goingย 
Like until he collapses on top of youย 
But before he gets so pussydrunk that all he can do is pant and grunt and whine in your ear
He absolutely talks you through it
God this boy just canโ€™t shut up can he
So heโ€™ll guide you and tease you and coax more and more out of you
Heโ€™ll call you mary and babble out praise
And heโ€™ll soak up every expression you make
Every noise you let out
GOD just looking at you??? It takes so much energy not to cum on the spot
Tristin already knows that no one can fuck you like he can
But heโ€™s even more willing to prove it for you
Not gonna lie, he has major bull energy
Tristin can sweep you off your feet and charm you away from anyone else vying for your attention
Then he can push his fat cock snugly inside you and make you squirt and shower you with attention
He ruins you for anyone else by giving you ultimate princess treatment
God the duality of this man
Speaking of his fat cock, heโ€™s hung like a goddamn horse
Like heโ€™s already so fucking perfect
Heโ€™s hot as fuck, loaded, actually has a personality, he likes you that much, heโ€™s loyal
And heโ€™s packing??????
Itโ€™s almost unfair
But yeah Tristin is the whole package (pun intended)
He can do whatever he wants. Literally anything.
Because heโ€™s this hot, youโ€™re going to have to be prepared for a lot of jealousy from the plethora of girls who have a crush on him
Which is almost all of them
Girls get so fucking pissed when you have bruises and hickeys and canโ€™t walk
Like seriously
Itโ€™s impossible to be friends with any girls that know Tristin because boy keeps you marked up
And they donโ€™t like that
Heโ€™s so tantalizingly close to them but agonizingly out of reach
They hate it even more when he smells like you and has your love bites all over him
He proudly shows that shit off
Along with all the scratches you leave on his back
And an occasional pair of panties left in his pocket
Nothing makes him happier than having your scent and marks and presence all over him
Once he finds out about bra strap bracelets????? You make him one and he will never take that shit off
Gets pouty when his hickeys fade and asks you for more
He pulls you into his lap and bites your ear playfully
โ€œWell Mary, your friends need to know that Iโ€™m taken, donโ€™t they?โ€
โ€œItโ€™s not my friends that Iโ€™m worried aboutโ€ฆโ€
He pauses kissing your neck to look up at you with a cocky gaze just full of victory as your words sink in
โ€œYou are jealousโ€ฆโ€
GOD HE LOVES WHEN YOU GET JEALOUS AND POSSESSIVE OVER HIM
ACTUALLY MAKES HIM MOTHERFUCKING FERAL
It has this energy
Oh my god oh my god and watching his hair grow back out from his military school buzzcut???
When itโ€™s finally long enough to tug and flop over and tickle your face and neck while he fucks you?????
And brush all softly against your thighs when he goes down on you???????
Best era tbh
And Tristin really does love going down on you a lot
He has some almost pleasure dom tendencies???
Someone hose this boy down
Just fucking neuter him at this point
Seriously once he gets a taste of you, itโ€™s game over
Tristin is easily the biggest fucking slut youโ€™ve ever met
But heโ€™s only a slut for you
Literally
All he wants is you
So when he has you, heโ€™s going all out
All the way
Hitting all the spots (literally and figuratively)
Donโ€™t let him find out about your g spot
He already abuses your clit enough as it is
Just cause he loves the face you make when you orgasm
He gets kind of obsessed with making you cum
Seriously he will sneak off with you for quickies and hand stuff in some really risky places
He doesnโ€™t even care about getting caught at this point
He just loves seeing how nervous and turned on it makes you
And he loves having something to tease you about
Seriously this man will whore himself out to you at a moments notice
Heโ€™s so fucking touch starved that itโ€™s really nice to have something long term and serious with you like this
Itโ€™s all heโ€™s wanted for a really long time
Even with Summer, he tried everything he could to make it work
I think itโ€™s safe to assume he has a similar homelife to Paris
Specifically from the quote regarding Parisโ€™s baggage when Tristin said โ€œyeah, [I have] a matching setโ€
Youโ€™re not being too subtle there babe
So with all the inconsistencies and instability heโ€™s dealt with through the years
You really are a breath of fresh air
Tristin wants to be committed
He wants someone that he can give all of himself to
When he met you there was a terrifying moment where he felt his priorities shift
He knew that if his options were a safe choice or you, heโ€™d choose you hands down
But now he gets both
He gets that consistency and devotion and commitmentย 
And he gets it with you
So you better believe he is not fucking this up
He is going to put everything he has into this
Because he knows how you deserve to be treated
And he knows he canโ€™t lose you
Which means he just has to be the kind of man that you deserve
One of the most beautiful parts of dating Tristin is getting to grow together and watch him really blossom alongside you
You are the catalyst
You are what made him into who he is today
And he wouldnโ€™t want this with anyone else but you
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saltygilmores ยท 7 months ago
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@frazzledsoul shared an absolutely baffling take that she spotted on Instagram . Someone claimed "People are so distracted by Jess' looks that they overlook the fact he is a calculator (calculated?) person only at the age of 16 it's alarming and SICK that Jess knew how to manipulate Dean and Rory's relationship to make them feel uncomfortable with each other! Jess did this to make Dean feel insecure and paranoid so Rory got progressively more distant and Jess can take Rory away from him!" Dean wasn't insecure and paranoid until Jess showed up? I smell a trash take! Lessgo! I notice Dean's supporters who blame Jess for being a big ol Ruiner seem to gloss over Dean's jealousy over TRISTAN (who was nothing more than a bully and a harrasser that Rory wasn't dating or even interested in). If everything was so dang hunky dory for Dean and Rory (Lol, that rhymed) before Jess shows up, what is Dean's excuse for being insecure, paranoid, and making Rory uncomfortable for the entire first season of the show, another 5 episodes of season 2 until Jess shows up, then another some odd epsiodes into season 2 until Dean and Jess even just meet each other or are simply aware of each other's existence? The first time we truly see the rivalry between Dean and Jess start brewing on screen isn't until Bracebridge Dinner (2x10), and then it heats up for realsies in A Tisket a Tasket (2x13). So before 2x,10, who was using their psychic abilities on Dean to "make him" treat Rory like crap for 30 some odd episodes? He treated Tristan with the same jealous contempt as he did Jess, and I would argue it was even worse. in fact in Love, Daisies, and Troubadors, Tristan grabs Rory's books without her consent while Dean is in the Chilton parking lot. All he has to do is see Tristan with Rory's books (that she didn't want him to take and was trying to get back from him) and he doesn't ask Rory any questions. His temper is instantly set off and he becomes scarily jealous in the school parking lot and starts raising his voice at Rory in front of hundreds of other students.
Not to excuse Tristan for being a bully. Poor Rory is exhausted and she should probably just give up on boys, run away and join a nunnery. But we're talking about Dean The Butt Forrester here. Just seeing another boy carrying Rory's books was enough to set him off.
Just a very select few examples of Dean being insecure, paranoid jealous, and just a garden variety asshole, and Rory's "comfort" with him, long before Liz stuck Jess on that bus to hell:
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See, he's more than capable of being a butt clown all on his own! Sorry Dean Lovers, ya'll get five seasons worth of your lover boy and we only get 1 and a half of Jess. You can't use Jess as a "get out of jail free card" for every shitty thing Dean does.
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imaslutforwritingshit ยท 1 year ago
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Okay so Iโ€™m team Jess but Iโ€™m forever in my heart in love with Tristan. Because what the fuck
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angeldiarybook ยท 11 months ago
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Hey Ho? I usually just write for Stu Macher and billy loomis from scream bc they low key gay af and I fuck with it but lemme know any suggestions๐Ÿ˜›.Fanfics lowkey corny af thatโ€™s why I love reading and writing them ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿฅด
๐€๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฅ๐ƒ๐ข๐š๐ซ๐ฒ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ/๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ
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๐†๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐žหšสš โค๏ธŽโ€ฌษžหš
-๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐‹๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ
-fight?or flight?
-โ€œman,I hate Highschoolโ€
-spooky season with Billy and Stu
School with Billy and stu headcannons
Bonus snaps Bonus snap part 2
Snap Messages with Stu & Billy Part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4
Billy comforting you after making you cry
-๐’๐ญ๐ฎ ๐Œ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ซ
-fight?or flight?
-โ€œman,I hate Highschoolโ€
-spooky season with Billy and Stu
School with Billy and stu headcannons
Bonus snaps Bonus snap part 2
Snap Messages with Stu & Billy Part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4
-๐€๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ ๐…๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ง
-๐„๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐‹๐š๐ง๐๐ซ๐ฒ
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-๐‰๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ง๐จ ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž
-๐“๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง ๐ƒ๐ฎ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฒ ๐“๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
-๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ง ๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ
-๐‹๐จ๐ ๐š๐ง ๐‡๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ณ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐ซ
-๐‘๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐†๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž
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๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ *เฉˆ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš
-๐‘๐ข๐œ๐ค ๐†๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ
-๐‚๐š๐ซ๐ฅ ๐†๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ
-๐ƒ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฅ ๐ƒ๐ข๐ฑ๐จ๐ง
-๐๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง ๐’๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ก
-๐†๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ง ๐‘๐ก๐ž๐ž
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๐“๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ ห™ห™ โœฉยฐห– ๐Ÿชฆเพ€เฝฒเพ€เฝฒ โ‹†๏ฝกหš๊ฉœ
-๐๐จ๐ง๐ฒ๐›๐จ๐ฒ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ฒ๐›๐จ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐’/๐Ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ
-๐ƒ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ
-๐’๐จ๐๐š๐๐จ๐ฉ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ
-๐ƒ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐–๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ง
-๐‰๐จ๐ก๐ง๐ง๐ฒ ๐‚๐š๐๐ž
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-๐’๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž ๐‘๐š๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ž
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๐„๐ฏ๐š๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ หš เผ˜ เณ€โ‹†๏ฝกหš
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-๐Š๐ข๐ญ ๐–๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ž๐ซ
-๐Š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ž ๐’๐ฉ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ
-๐‹๐ฎ๐ค๐ž ๐‚๐จ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ
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๐…๐ข๐ง๐ง ๐–๐จ๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ โ˜†โ‹†๏ฝก๐–ฆนยฐโ€งโ˜…
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-๐…๐ข๐ง๐ง ๐–๐จ๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐
-๐Œ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐…๐š๐ข๐ซ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐
-๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐š๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐จ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ค๐ฒ
-๐Œ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ
-๐“๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ ๐’๐ฉ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ
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๐Ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ยฐโ€โ‹†.เณƒเฟ”*:๏ฝฅ
๐“๐ข๐ฆ ๐‹๐š๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐“ขึดเป‹หš เผ˜ โ‹†๏ฝก Dating Tim Laflour Head cannons
-๐‘๐จ๐๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐ค ๐‡๐ž๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฒ:๐ƒ๐ข๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ค๐ข๐โ˜…๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽงโ‹†๏ฝก ยฐโ‹† Rodrick head-cannons
-๐…๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ฑ ๐‚๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐จ๐ง:๐’๐š๐ฅ๐ญ๐›๐ฎ๐ซ๐งห–ยฐ๐“‡ผ๐ŸŒŠโ‹†๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ
-๐…๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ข๐œ๐ค ๐Ž๐๐š๐ข๐ซ:๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐ ๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ๐Ÿน ึดึถึธ๐“‚ƒ เฃชห– ึดึถึธ
-๐๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐š ๐Œ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐ค:๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐ ๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ๐Ÿน ึดึถึธ๐“‚ƒ เฃชห– ึดึถึธ
-๐‚๐ž๐๐ซ๐ข๐œ ๐ƒ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ:๐‡๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐Ÿงนเผ˜เฟ
-๐„๐๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง:๐“๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธโ‹†โ™ฑโ‹†๐Ÿฆ‡๐ŸŒฒ
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-๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐žฬ๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ
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