I’m just here to say that Gallant is 100% responsible for Tristan’s awful haircut.
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@tristandcffy
I’m just here to say that Gallant is 100% responsible for Tristan’s awful haircut.
As a long time follower, I must say your writing has improved so much. It's always been fantastic but still. <3
THIS IS SO SWEET !!!! WTH !!!! tysm !!!!!
biblekill:
the drinks are poured, scotch half filled into the glasses before he settles the bottle back upon the table. it’s the good stuff that james only ever brings out for celebration. & tonight is a night worth celebrating. he takes one in each hand as he turns back to his companion, an affable smile presented as he crosses the floor. the drink is offered out in silence before he takes his own seat. for a moment nothing is said as he eyes the younger man, as he takes in his appearance. tired, perhaps, is the look within his gaze but otherwise coherent. aware of what has happened to him. good. it simply makes his own job that much easier.
‘ how are you feeling, tristan? ’ his tone is of faux concern as he speaks, body lent forward in his chair. yet he nevertheless wishes to know the answer, worry false or not. he had seen something in him the first time they’d met & it still lingers over him like smoke. the elder ghost lifts his glass, a sip taken as he awaits a response.
@tristandcffy / liked for a starter !
KNOWN TO HANDLE ANY CROWD, yet tristan finds himself on edge at the thought of what this night will hold. he takes the glass happily & impulsively downs it. eyes flinch ever so slightly as the liquid burns down his throat. chin tilts upward at the sound of james’ voice —— ringing loud in his ears & around the room.
❝ I’M FINE, DUDE. ❞ impulse.
“Can you explain memes to me?” :|
❝ IT’S HARD TO EXPLAIN, DUDE. KINDA SOMETHING YOU JUST HAVE TO KNOW ALREADY. —— can we talk about ted bundy or something now ? i come here to escape the shit that comes out of will drake’s mouth. ❞ / meme & accepting.
“I’m so many levels of irony deep I’ve forgotten what humour is.”
❝ THAT SOUNDS LIKE SOMETHING YOU SHOULD TELL A THERAPIST —— aka anyone but me. ❞ / meme & accepting.
And all of a sudden, I felt nothing. And it felt great.
j.s. (via tokill)
Destruction can be beautiful to some people. Don’t ask me why. It just is. And if they can’t find anything to destroy, they destroy themselves.
John Knowles (via wordsnquotes)
okay but one of those “whatever tag shows up for this word” memes for: -son -trash -dead -child -smol -hate
i do a thing called what i want
❛ You collect us & create us & get us addicted to the light of your love just so you can take it away. You feed off the heartbreak. Knowing we’re out there, suffering over you. Well, not me. I was made for more than that. For a real love. ❜ INDEPENDENT & SELECTIVE TRISTAN DUFFY ROLEPLAY.
not changing ur url to maintain your brand recognition
i keep referring to when i almost met finn as a “near death experience” and if that doesn’t explain me idk what does
tristan’s lil gasp when countess says she was born in 1904. like if u agree
taste my divinity and choke on it, / cough it up and swallow it back down / feel my fingers pressed against your throat / you are mine. / you are mine.
{ kiki’s garden ; i’m a beast of a girl. } (via andrewminyardt)