house on fire.

tristan hayes. twenty-one. kappa epsilon rho. figured out i'm burning slow, but i burn. i feel the pain and it feels good, i knew it would.

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i’ll reply to messages tomorrow ! 

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ardxana:

it was unfortunate, really. one moment she was spending everyday, for a week, as leisurely as possible. and the next ? figuring out last minute things for summer session and working. if reality were on her side, maybe it would have just given her a light tap on the shoulder— not a full on collision. first with responsibilities and now, tristian ( who she was, probably very clearly, avoiding ). she could lie, say she had to head back to her shift— hey tristan. sorry, babe. break’s over. see you later. but, she was a mature adult ( somewhat ) who still had around 30 minutes left, and a walk back to the farmer’s market that was really only a few steps. and tristan deserved at least a little more than that.＂hey.＂her attempt at a light, casual hello ? successful. ＂it’s early, y’know ? like, really early.＂

he tilted his head, more directly in her direction now and smiled. the tight-lipped smile appeared a bit half-hearted, but it was just all he could really manage at the moment. it was early, wasn’t it? maybe a bit early for him to be awake, perhaps a bit early for them to even be speaking now. “it’s early, yeah.” he repeated, not quite sure how to work his way around this. he’d never really professed his feelings and had it end with rejection before, especially not with someone so close to him. and to be fair, he hadn’t even planned on telling ardiana anything – she tugged it out of him. “so – ” he was about to pull something out of his ass before the barista insisted on taking his order, “just a large of your special roast, as always.” he said, turning back to her once again. he’d lost his footing. “this is fuckin’ weird, honestly. really gross.” he chuckled, genuinely half-heartedly as tried to break the unfamiliar, thick wall of ice, chin dropping toward his chest as he looked at his hands.

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it was about two in the morning and tristan was out and about, wet hair fresh from the shower, looking for some restaurant that was open at this time that wasn’t taco bell, when he spotted @theasucks. he was curious as to what she was doing out so late and alone for that matter – a bit dangerous, no? it felt imperative that he approach her and try to figure it out, so he did. he crossed the street and called out her name before nearing, just so he didn’t freak her out. “how’s it going?” he asked, smile on his face, even if he was more than slightly puzzled, and hands tucked into the pockets of his gym shorts. “it’s like, two am.” 

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tristan’s dressed exactly the way @rxcklless instructed him to and he’s parked about a block away from the venue of nellie’s grandmother’s event, of which he’s having a bit of trouble discerning whether it's a residential area or not because of just how grand everything appears, but he’s exactly where she told him to be at this time and that’s really all that matters. sitting on the hood of his car, or rather leaning against it, he peers into the darkness, only illuminated by the light coming from the venue, waiting for nellie to appear. when she does, his jaw drops just a little – the idea of her in a fancy dress made him laugh before, but now? she looks gorgeous, as she always does, but it’s different now. with the awe completely unmasked, he waves before realizing he should stand and meet her in the middle. “y’know, i feel like i always know what to say, but right now? i genuinely don’t.” he says, a slow turning of his head from side to side.

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tristan’s favorite cafe was unusually packed considering the time of day and really, the time of year, but he couldn’t last another minute without his favorite roast of coffee and this was the only place he could be arsed to walk to, so here he was. the moment he walked inside, someone moved out of their seat to leave – what luck! and so onward he went before realizing that it neighbored @ardxana, of all people. what luck was right. he stopped and scoured for another seat, but he couldn’t spot one. that cup of coffee was really calling out for him and maybe it was time to talk to her... “uh, hey.” he said just after he sat down, like that wasn’t an awful start to an even more awkward conversation.

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with the curtains still completely shut, tristan had no idea what time it was when he reluctantly opened his eyes at the sound of knocking on his door. he was still snuggled underneath his covers, trying to recover some kind of sleeping schedule. it wasn’t the best before and with the jetlag, it was complete shit. he groggily groaned a “who is it?” before padding over to open the door, his blanket dragging along the floor with him. “heeey,” was all the greeting he could manage. 

@1ndiains

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niaduarte:

with two boxes piled onto a moving dolly, nia made her way out of the house but stopped shortly when she reached the porch stairs. clearly, she did not think this through. nia attempted to lift the heavier box on top and made it to the bottom of the steps before sliding down along with her belongings. while she caught her breath, she called out to the person walking down the street, “ think you could spare a hand for a few minutes?” 

tristan walked down the street with the intent of getting back to his bed as soon as possible after getting up at an ungodly hour for an introductory meeting with the head of his laboratory, but stopped short when he spotted nia with her boxes. “for you? nah.” he said, momentarily crouching down next to her and reaching out for an embrace. “i feel like i never see you out in broad daylight.” 

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hey y’all i’ve revamped tristan a bit and have a bunch of wc’s listed under the cut. shoot me a message or like this post ! i’ll be hitting up the starter tag as soon as i finish running errands. 

——— earlier, i could’ve sworn i saw { HARRY STYLES } walking across the courtyard, but it’s just { TRISTAN HAYES }, who i heard is a { 21 } year old { SENIOR } majoring in { ANTHROPOLOGY } here at crawford university. he is apparently a { MEMBER } of { KAPPA EPSILON RHO }. according to the rumours, people call him the { NOCEUR } because he is supposedly very { JOCULAR }, but also very { PRAGMATIC } but who knows if the stories are true. ( jen. 19. pst. n/a. )

SOME BULLET POINTS:

he’s hilarious ! a prankster by nature. ex. senior prank: read some shel silverstein while sitting on the hood of the principal’s car, which he managed to get onto the stage of the auditorium. how? a magician never reveals his secrets.

he’s studious, but also brilliant ! his success is a combination of both. although he’s an anthropology major, he’s also pre-med, so he took all the necessary science classes back in his freshman/sophomore years. aced them, of course! aces absolutely everything. probably has lowkey breakdowns around exam time! but it’s summer so :) he’s just working in a lab right now.

anthropology’s basically studying culture and society of the past and present (thanks pal) and so he’s into learning about the infrastructure, art (visual, auditory, etc.), history, etc.

he’s compassionate ! will help anyone to a certain extent and to the best of his capabilities. he wants to be a doctor because he’s certain his life’s purpose is to make changes on a one-on-one basis with people. 

a real chatterbox. sometimes he does it on purpose to annoy people because why tf not amirite? 

noceur: he’s basically a night owl, let’s exclude most of the partying and promiscuity that’s associated with this label. but yeah he’s up til maybe four to five in the morning and wakes up past noon. not a very healthy lifestyle for an aspiring doctor.

back in high school, he was a petty thief... because he liked the rush. he doesn’t do it anymore because maturity and real consequences!

he loves running – was the captain of cross-country & track and fieldback in high school. doesn’t do it as a sport anymore, just exercise.

partial scholarship kiddo

basically your local dad friend, complete with hawaiian shirts of both button up and t-shirt variety

also in some professional fraternities ie. a chair of the premed one & volunteers and in clubs and such.... so he’s basically busy every single week day from the moment he wakes until about 1am

SOME POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS: striked = taken

ex-girlfriend; good or bad terms idm

ex-fling(s); never made it to a full-fledged relationship for some reason or another again, good or bad terms

currently talking: nellie greene

opposites attract: not necessarily romantic, works v well as platonic. someone that annoys him and they annoy him back in minuscule ways, but at the end of the day they’re the ones that have a deeper level of understanding of each other and are very much close friends.  

flirtationship; they flirt, but tristan doesn’t have any feelings for them

running buddy; someone that pushes him forth on those long, long runs

childhood friends: someone from california. they could’ve reconnected after years or just went straight from high school onward

or just someone he knows from childhood? they don’t necessarily have to be friends or maybe they were friends and had a huge blowout 

best friend; from outside of his frat pls!

someone who doesn’t like tristan just ‘cause he’s annoying

a freshman/sophomore that he tutors in some type of science

his little in the frat: jinwoo park

his rush bro, translation: they were in the same pledge class, so their bound by all the things they did together to get into the frat

study buddies

enemies.... idk how we’ll plot it out

that’s what i have to offer hmu if you’re interested or have an idea for something else

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pxrk-jinwoo:

“tristan!” jinwoo said, stopping his playing as the other came to sat beside him. “where’d you get that popsicle from, i’m jealous.” he looked back out at the sea as he spoke, and sighed happily. “i’m just happy i have the chance to be out here. i never thought i could go to thailand, you know?”

“i just found a stockpile in my fridge,” he shrugged, taking another bite out of it and feeling the smooth, cold feeling slide down his throat. he nodded, wholeheartedly agreeing with the sentiment jinwoo expressed. “neither did i – it’s  w i l d , even better than the pictures. what a fuckin’ opportunity, like i just got back from looking for a waterfall? like who would’ve thought, y’know?”

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rxcklless:

chocolate hues roll at the other, body shifting slightly so she’s facing him. “ don’t tempt me. i’ll push you off & run back to this very COMFORTABLE sun lounger. ” a faint smirk tugs at her lips, a soft smile replacing it for a brief moment as her hand ends up in his. “ it’s not dull. we’re on vacation & free from school. i thought you’d wanna relax. ”

he wrinkles his nose, “don’t think i wouldn’t drag you down with me.” he pauses, taking a moment to rewire his approach. perhaps a vacation like this was one out of an innumerable amount for her, but he’d never been so perpetually adrenalized like he had been the entire time they’ve been in ko tao. he leans, lips closing in against cheek. “i’m in the mood for something wild, reckless, if you will – somethin’ we don’t do in california.” 

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kicrcs:

kiara had finished the book she had started on the plane and the excitement was clearly evident on her face. the satisfaction of the plot-twist convinced her to go talk about it to tristan. however, when she tried to find him at his beach house and failed, a disappointed frown appeared. looking around hopefully, much to her disappointment,  she was not able to spot him. walking around a bit, she suddenly heard a melodious tune which intrigued her and forced her to follow it. once she heard the voice, a  smile appeared on her lips as she recognized it. rather startled once he noticed her, she let out a chuckle. “ i was actually looking for you. your nightingale ass exposed your hidden location.” she joked, still rather shocked by how good his voice was. sure, she had listened to him before, but the realization never sunk in. “ i can leave if you want some alone time.” she mumbled.

tristan shook his head, soft laugh leaving his lips – a bashful reaction to her compliment. “nah. come join me.” he turned around and quickly scribbled down the last bit of progress he’d made before kiara’s arrival. he tugged the guitar around, allowing it to rest against his back as he clutched his journal in one hand while the other formed a fist for his chin to settle against with his elbow on his knee. it was routine for him to hold his body a little closer after releasing what he felt into the world via writing – he wasn’t really too conscious of it, but it always happened. “ko tao’s fuckin’ amazing. i just had so much inspiration – i couldn’t let it go to waste, y’know?” he explained after she sat down next to him. “you were looking for me, though?”

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ardxana:

the reality of their stay in thailand had suddenly become a bit more vivid for ardiana. any fatigue she experienced while departing the plane now seemed like a phantom thing of the past— there and gone within an instant, making her question of she even experienced anything other than a rush of energy. she could probably credit the excitement to being alongside tristan, because there was a very evident difference in sharing just a moment of the trip with someone who didn’t have ‘ island hopping ’ on a list of their favorite pastimes. somehow it made it all that much more real, and simultaneously, unbelievable. her eyes were big as she trailed along, trying to take everything in, returning gleaming smiles to strangers who only flashed their teeth in hope to reel them in to purchase souvenirs. and she was near to giving in, until her attention veered to tristian. fruit was a practical buy— more useful than a hand-woven bag that would never leave her room.＂i’m glad we traveled to the other side of the globe to eat fruit,＂she grumbled over a mouthful. she was kidding, really, because it was possibly the best fruit she’d ever had. ＂i feel like i should be … walking an elephant. i wouldn’t ride one, i don’t think. i’m not vegan so the least i can do is not ride an elephant, right ?＂

tristan made the best disapproving face he could while his mouth was full of dragonfruit, to the point of his cheeks bulging out as he chewed. observing the local culture was an experience in itself, but she did have a point. he wanted action – an anecdote he could share with his family without touching on what they would call the cheesy feelings he’d had while walking around the market. “right – selfies should suffice.” he was kidding, more or less. to be within selfie distance of an elephant was more than he hoped. “is walking with them a thing though? feel like we’d have a better chance with, like, monkeys.” he mentioned, recalling a video of an incredibly obese monkey he’d seen on facebook. “probably bribe them with food, i’m not sure they’re actually owned by anyone?” he said, raising his plastic cup. he moved onward, the density of people beginning to decrease as they walked. “should’ve brought a guide or something, huh?” 

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evansxisabel:

Closed starter for @tristvns

Having already had one too many drinks Isabel was having the time of her life and when she heard a familiar voice not to far away she turned around so fast, “Tristannn!” She cheered with a bright smiled as she made her way over to them, “you have to dance with me! It’s only the right thing to do now that you’re here!” She said as she jumped around and ‘danced’. If you knew her you could easily tell she was trying to keep her mind off something, if you didn’t you’d assume she was just as drunk as the rest of the people around her and was just trying to have a good time.

tristan let out a sigh of relief when he found isabel – being in a totally different place had him feeling wary, everything and everyone was unfamiliar and made it that much more difficult to keep an eye out for her. it appeared as though she was fine though, so he didn’t deny her the ‘dancing.’ he bounced up and down, imitating her moves with a smile on his face. “had a lot of fun tonight?” he called out over the music, trying to get a feel for how much she’d had to drink. 

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pxrk-jinwoo:

jinwoo had finally remembered to bring his ukulele with him, and honestly, what better place to try and strum out a short little song than on a beautiful beach? it had to be a dream, being on this beach. he didn’t even notice the presence approaching him as he strummed out a quick, incredibly improvised melody.

tristan made a one-eighty degree turn when he heard the sound of a ukelele as he walked along the beach, a fruit popsicle in hand to fight against the heat. although he couldn’t see the musician’s face, he was able to recognize that it was jinwoo. “anyway, here’s wonderwall!” he exclaimed, announcing his presence as he took a seat beside him.  “how’s it goin’?”

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@kicrcs

escaping with his guitar and journal at the first open opportunity, tristan searched for a deserted corner of the beachfront. it was far from the houses and filled with rocks, one of which he decided to perch on. exploring completely foreign terrain flooded his mind with inspiration and he desperately needed to write. he jotted down note after note and went through about two pages of lyrics, singing and strumming until he heard a rustle behind him. he turned immediately, smile lighting his face when he realized it was kiara. “ayeee, what are you doing so far down?” 

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rxcklless:

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“ tristan, you’re cute & all, but i swear to god if you don’t shut up i’m pushing you off of that cliff. ” nellie threatens, though it’s obvious that she’s teasing. “ i’m trying to get my tan on & chill out. you’re really not making this easy. ” 

tristan lifts his head, playfully glaring at nellie – ‘shut up’ is a phrase he rarely hears directed at him. “y’know, that sounds perfect. cliff diving, i’m down for it. let’s do it. push me off.” he eggs her on as retribution, grin on his face. he sits up and pushes himself closer to her, taking her hand in between his. “this is dull, nells.” he says as he links their fingers together.

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damnaomi:

Naomi was standing there with Tristan beneath the pier, leaning against the water-stained wood with a drink in her hand. She was already feeling half passed tipsy due to how infrequently she drank. “I want to find some shells to put in your hair. Like a flower crown, but with seashells.” she told him through some giggling, reaching her arm over and running her fingers through his hair, flipping it around playfully. “You’d be a really pretty merman.”

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tristan sipped out of his glass, already feeling a slight buzz creep into his cheeks – he always, always underestimated the strength of fruity drinks. he stood asymmetrically, one palm against the wooden beam to support his weight and hold his balance. “would they really stay in my hair?” he grinned, the euphoria of being on vacation flowing through his veins. he tilted his head, enjoying the feeling of her fingers on his head. he laughed, shifting his weight and standing straight. “you’re already gorgeous – wouldn’t change if you were a mermaid.”