#trory

[falling-electricxangel]

"Oh! O-Oh my... I fear there has been a miscommunication on what 'swordplay texts' were on hand."

"...Do you have any more?"

The talented Trory belongs to @mephisto33310 !

[prudeau]

CHAD MICHAEL MURRAY

Drink Coffee, Talk Fast trailer (2025)

[lovergurrl411]

Sometimes I just want to watch a film version of my favorite fanfiction. I can't be the only one.

[melissakingdon]

and I never saw you coming (and I'll never be the same) by chloesjdecker Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Gilmore Girls (TV 2000) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Tristin Dugray/Rory Gilmore, Tristin Dugray & Rory Gilmore, Luke Danes/Lorelai Gilmore Characters: Rory Gilmore, Tristin Dugray, Paris Geller, Marty (Gilmore Girls), Lorelai Gilmore, Luke Danes, Lane Kim, Dean Forester Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Second Chances, queer paris gellar, Underage Drinking, logan does not exist in this universe!, not dean friendly Summary:

She’s positive she’s seeing things, but she's not had that much to drink and she’s not very tired. She wonders briefly if four total sips of alcohol can make you hallucinate people who happen to look like a boy you went to high school with, and when she deems that implausible, she starts thinking perhaps she’s dead somehow. His tell-tale smirk turns slowly into a smile and his next words remind her that she’s still standing on earth.

“I thought you were Harvard-bound, Mary, what happened?”

a season 5 rewrite.

[iknowitwontwork]

You're on your own, kid You always have been

[honeyhazel24]

That Fateful Night

Never in her wildest dreams did Rory Gilmore ever expect to kiss Tristan Dugray of all people at a high school party. Neither did she expect to get her heart broken by him or fall in love with him for that matter, but fate sure does have a weird way of working things out.

Or

Follow the journey of Tristan Dugray and Rory Gilmore as they slowly but surely fall in love with each other over the years.

Read on ao3, ff.net or wattpad

[klarojonsa]

i always knew tristan and rory had so much potential that the writers didn't explore. it could've been such a serve. i just discovered trory fanfics and i am: LIVING for it.

they are literally everything. they could have been everything. can't believe it took me 6 years to ship them but i am shipping them so hard now. anyway, if someone has fanfic recs that's must read, then please let me know. i am such a trash for them.

[doyelikehaggis]

Rowing the Rarepair Rowboat: Rory Gilmore x Tristan Dugray (Gilmore Girls)

Requested by @leighpeterson

"We don't have to go." It might be the fifth time Rory's said those words in the last ten minutes. Maybe five.

She's sure it's clear to both of them that they're less of a comfort for Tristan and more pleading with him for her own sake. His smirking smile in response is telling her she isn't doing too well.

"Seriously, it's not a big deal," she lies through her teeth. "My grandparents won't mind us missing the dinner. They know your parents, and your grandparents. Why do they need to know you?"

"Rory Gilmore," Tristan stops walking, hands still stuck in his pockets, his voice teasingly slow, "are you ashamed of me?"

Rolling her eyes and sighing, Rory stops with him, and admits, "I'm just worried."

"About what?" Tristan asks, dropping the act at least partially.

"All of this!" she says, gesturing her hands around them wildly. Between them. "About this. I'm not a good liar. It's hard enough pretending around my mom, but my grandparents? They're gonna think we're in a serious commited relationship, and then they're gonna hate me when we go through with the breakup because they probably already love you, but after tonight, they're going to be planning out our wedding and my baby shower!"

"Oh, have we picked names yet?" Tristan asks, straight-faced. "Because I, personally, love Dean. A fun inside joke to tell them and, someday, the grandkids."

Rory stares at him, incredulous as she just barely regains her breath from the train she chased down the spiralling track in her mind.

"You're so not helping right now."

Tristan laughs, honest to god laughs, like he's having a great time. She's suddenly having flashbacks to the halls of Chilton, seeing him in that uniform, probably leaning against a locker. And teasing her like the idiot he was and still appears to be, only now they're all grown up.

"This was your idea," he reminds her.

"And it was a terrible one!" She throws her hands up. "I admit that! I didn't think this through at all, I just--I just panicked when I saw Dean in New York, and you were right there, and I don't know why but I thought that saying we were engaged made sense, okay?"

"Made sense even though this was the first time we had run into each other since I left Chilton?" Tristan teases again, that grin still perfectly settled on his face.

Rory groans. "Okay, now you're making it sound worse. But, I didn't exactly think that Dean would be going back to Stars Hollow the same day, or that he and Jess were all that close for them to discuss it, or that Jess would tell Luke, and then Luke would tell my mom, okay? It's just a whole big unpredictable mess, and I'm sorry I dragged you into it."

She drops her face into her hands, scrubbing the heels into her eyes to relieve at least a sliver of the tension building behind them and in her temples. It's been a week-long headache and she has a feeling it's about to become a month-longth migraine.

"Hey, you didn't drag me," Tristan says, voice gentle now. He pauses when Rory drops her hands and looks up at him. "Okay, so you kind of did. But, I agreed to pretend we were in a relationship to keep the cover until we could properly "end things", so I promise you that I would not still be here if I didn't want to be."

Rory sighs. She wants to believe him, and she does. But maybe it's just too much. It was a stupid, pointless, immature lie in the first place, and now it's getting out of hand.

"And this is helping me, remember?" Tristan adds, tilting his head to recapture her eyes.

He shoves his hand back in his pocket with a shrug.

"This way, I don't have to admit to my parents that my real girlfriend who they had their hearts set on for a daughter-in-law dumped me because I got fired. Or that I got fired. They'll be far too interested in you as a fan of the Gilmores to question anything else."

"Gee, no pressure," Rory says sarcastically, rolling her eyes. But she smiles, and admittedly, it doesn't feel like such a bad idea when she knows it's benefiting someone.

"Well, maybe not for you, but I've met your grandparents and I am terrified," Tristan jokes.

"Oh, you should be," Rory says. "They have not liked a single one of my boyfriends, never mind me just springing a fiancè on them. You saw my mom's face. Imagine that but twice as hostile."

Tristan looks a tiny bit more worried at that thought, but he brushes it off.

"I'm not worried," he says. "But, uh... does this mean we're actually going to the dinner then?"

Rory thinks about it for a moment. Her options aren't good either way, but from past experience, ripping the band-aid off quickly is better than just ignoring it entirely and hoping it'll peel itself off.

"You say we've been engaged three months and were dating for seven before that," she tells him firmly with a pointed finger, starting to walk again. "No more, no less, or my grandmother will be furious. And we have to stick to the exact same details that we told my mom."

Tristan grins, falling back into step beside her. "Noted. But can we agree this time that I proposed in France? Because, it was a bit awkward last night when your mom asked and I said France while you said Denmark."

"I panicked!" Rory defends. "This is why we discuss things, but oh no, you said there was no point!"

"Well, we're discussing now."

"Fine. France it is, but I swear, if you tried to pull an Eiffel Tower proposal on me, I would've said no."

"Got it. No Eiffel Tower."