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#tristan dugray drabble
moonlitmeeks · 2 years
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can i request a drabble for tristan dugray? like just PDA in school and him being protecting something like that, I love your work <3
hey darling!! absolutely in love with this idea,, thanks sm for sending it in!! i'm also so happy you like my work, that means the world to me so thank you!!🥺🤎
unless you make it clear to that pda isn't at all your thing, tristan's hands will never be off of you, especially in a public setting. school is the worst for this.
tristan knows that some of the other people in chilton have their eyes on you: i mean, who wouldn't? he knows that you're super hot with a great personality to match, so it makes sense that other people see what he does. unfortunately, tristan can be prone to jealousy. and what's the best way to show people you're taken than a bit (or a lot) of pda?
you'd close your locker to find tristan leaning up against the one next to yours, signature crooked smirk pulling at his lips. he wouldn't say a word before pressing his lips to your own, ignoring the crude remarks and whistles from your peers.
if you get flustered, he'd simply chuckle, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you into his chest to shield you from the view of the surrounding students.
"sorry babe," he murmurs, though unapologetically. "just had to let everyone know you're mine."
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fbfh · 11 months
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as with all nsfw works all characters are aged up to 18+ one thing about Tristin Dugray is he gets pussydrunk so fast. so fucking fast. he is such a cocky motherfucker but the worst part is he can back up all his talk. or at least he can until the second or third round. or when you suck his dick. or when he goes down on you for a while and gets to taste you on his tongue. around then is usually when he just gets really fucking stupid. if he goes from smirking and biting your skin and muttering shit in your ear that has you tightening like a vice around him to all panting and heavy breathing and letting out strangled grunts and moans and "oh f-fuck, mary..."s real close. congradulations. you have officially fucked Tristin Dugray stupid. he's running on two things at this point: his insatiable cravings for you and primal base animalistic instinct. god, he's made you both cum so many times at this point that it's pooling around his cock, smearing all over you both. but it's still not enough of you, because nothing is. he knows he's going to keep going, keep whining for you and panting until he collapses on top of you and you're about to pass out. he's all warm and sweaty and smells so good that it makes your head spin. after a few minutes he shifts on top of you and you do something that acually almost has him ready for another round after that. you tighten your shaking legs around his hips, pulling him closer to you and causing you both to let out a s trangled noise at the overstimulation of his cock rubbing up against your pulsing tight walls.
"Don't pull out yet, just... stay like this for a while?" you ask him so nicely and your voice is all worn out from how he's had you screaming his name, he can't say no to you. he never can. he lets out something between a moan and a laugh and pulls you closer, settling down with you.
"Fuck... you're gonna be the death of me, Mary. You know that?"
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cute-sucker · 1 month
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thinking of expanding my horizons, so answer this poll for me :)
edit; if you'd like to read more than one, please comment the following!! (i can tag you for those stories as well)
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cherryflavv · 2 years
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REQUEST. ▾
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001 Characters.
bucky barnes, rafe cameron (outer banks), MARAUDERS (young remus lupin, sirius black & james potter), tristan dugray (gilmore girls), neteyam & lo’ak (avatar: the way of water)
002 -
i will not write for requests that i’m uncomfortable in writing.
003 What to ask for.
angst, suggestive, fluff, mob, pirate, fantasy.
004 What to NOT ask for.
noncon-dubcon, dark fics, stepbrother/stepdad, teacher x student. further in Cherryflavv profile.
005 What to expect.
drabbles & oneshots.
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freddieslater · 4 years
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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."
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tones and i - dance monkey + the first pairing you think of
Insp: Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, oh, oh, oh // I've never seen anybody do the things you do before
(going with Kirsty Gilmore & Tristan DuGray because Tristan watching Kirsty dance is a Thing in their relationship it’s v soft!)
Tristan blinked, jaw dropping as he watched his girlfriend execute her fifteenth — he thought it was fifteen, but he knew that his count might be off — pirouette in a row.
When Kirsty had invited him to watch her practice before they went to work at the Inn for the day, he hadn’t been sure if he wanted to.  Not only did she start at five in the morning, but he didn’t actually know anything about ballet.  Yes, his family used to go to the Nutcracker every year, but that was it; not exactly his scene.
But watching Kirsty was different.  Watching Kirsty was better.  And really, he wasn’t just saying that because she was his girlfriend.
Watching Kirsty was like watching magic.  Kirsty made him feel something.  Every move brought a new onslaught of emotion, and he could see how much she loved what she was doing.  
As the music came to an end, Kirsty had folded herself onto the ground, head bent so low that her forehead touched her thigh.  As soon as it came to a complete stop, Kirsty was pushing herself back up to her knees, and Tristan couldn’t help but clap.
Kirsty smirked up at him, cheeks pink from exertion.  “Not as boring as you expected?” 
Tristan laughed, crossing the studio to offer her a hand, pulling her to her feet and into a hug.
“You’re incredible,” he told her firmly.
Send me a song or lyric and an OC/ship, and I’ll write a drabble inspired by it
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moonlitmeeks · 2 years
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༊*·˚ i burn for you ; tristan dugray (0.5k)
summary: spending an evening curled in front of the fire with your boyfriend is the perfect way to end the day
song: fade into you — mazzy star
a/n: apologies if tristan is a little ooc here, i just think he'd be a little softer when he's alone with his s/o!! hopefully you enjoy regardless and, as always, likes and reblogs are always appreciated!<3
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dating tristan dugray had a myriad of perks. one of them was the privilege of spending time in his, frankly unbelievable, house.
his living room rug was warm under you, the velvety white strands tickling the exposed pieces of skin around your ankles. both of you were decked out in one of tristan’s hoodies and a pair of his pyjama pants, sitting as close as possible to one another without you being in his lap. his arm lay lazily behind you, permitting you access to rest your head on his shoulder.
taking advantage of his parents’ friday date nights, your boyfriend had invited you over for the evening for a night of quiet and relaxation after the stress of a week at chilton. whilst others may have favoured a large, raucous gathering when blessed with a free home, you were glad tristan had settled on a calm night in.
the log fire crackled and spat, flames engulfing the wood and casting a golden radiance across the room. the warmth was like a familiar friend, wrapping you in a hug that could send you to sleep if your heart wasn’t pounding at tristan’s proximity.
his eyes were locked onto your side profile, slowly tracing every curve and line, committing every inch of your face to memory as though it was the last time he would see you. tristan couldn’t believe that you were real. it was though you were carved from marble by the most experienced sculptor, your beauty incomparable to anyone else.
you looked away from the fire and turned your attention to tristan. even upon being caught, his stare never wavered. the only indication that he had noticed you was the small smirk that tugged at his lips.
“you’re staring."
“is that a problem?” he responded, gaze flitting from your lips to your eyes.
“not at all,” you smiled, your hand moving to trace his jaw with a featherlight touch. 
“i thought so,” he hummed, leaning into your touch. his fingers grazed yours, so gentle that, if not for the warmth of his skin, you wouldn’t have noticed. “someone as pretty as you deserves to be stared at. would be rude to let that beauty go to waste.”
“shut up,” you laughed, cheeks growing warm at his words. "i didn't realise you were so cheesy."
he shrugged, inching closer to you. his breath fanned your face, suddenly making you aware of the little space separating your lips.
"don't act like you don't love it."
any smart remark you could have produced died on your tongue as his lips touched yours, gentle at first, before delving into something more passionate and deep.
as his arms snaked around your waist, your skin was burning under his touch. it seemed that his kiss provided more warmth than a log fire ever could.
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moonlitmeeks · 2 years
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Tristan dugray drabbles where your jealous and he makes fun of it. It can literally be as short as u want. Just something quick to put a smile on my face? (I love your pfp she’s such an angel)
i’m loving all of the tristan requests atm omgosh!! hopefully this helps to put a smile on your face, anon my love, because this was so fun to write!! thanks for sending it in<33 (and thank you omgosh, she truly is<3)
if looks could kill, you were pretty sure that madeline and louise would be dead five minutes ago.
you weren’t really one to be jealous, but upon seeing the pair bat their eyes and twirl their hair whilst talking to your boyfriend, you couldn’t help but feel the familiar twinge of envy growing in your stomach.
in the back of your mind, you knew it wasn’t malicious: madeline and louise were naturally flirty people, and you highly doubted they were doing this to spite you in some weird way. but that thought was pushed aside as you scrutinised every inch of body language, every movement of the lips.
tristan caught your eye, smirking as he registered your displeased expression, and was quick to end the conversation. he wore a teasing pout, leaning up against the wall next to you as he spoke.
“is someone jealous?”
“not at all,” you huffed, pulling your books closer to your chest and avoiding his gaze.
“oh my god,” he chuckled, poking your cheek. “you definitely are. you’re jealous.”
“shut up tristan,” you whined, shoving his shoulder gently with your own.
of course, tristan wasn’t going to let this go just yet.
“you’re totally jealous,” he hummed, grin tugging at his lips. “there’s no need to worry, babe. y’the only one for me.”
finally, you allowed a smile to rise to your face. you met his eyes, raising an eyebrow.
“are you done?”
“i’m just getting started.”
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fbfh · 1 year
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as with all nsfw works all characters are aged up to 18+ Tristin Dugray wants to fuck you so bad. He's had a huge massive crush on you since he first laid eyes on you, and it's only been getting worse. he wants to touch you, to dig his fingers into the fat of your hips and kiss you until he's breathless and you're whining for him. He wants to touch you everywhere, to learn right where all your sensitive spots are, wants to make you drip down his fingers and cream all over his hand, to know your body more intimately than anyone. He wants to lay you down and fuck you nice and slow, make sure you feel every single thing. He wants your attention, he always has, and that's going to get so much worse when you let him inside you. He just knows you'd get all shy, burying your face into his neck while you cling onto him, leaving scratch marks down his back that tell all the other girls he's taken. You'd be so shy, sighing and trying in vain not to moan while the head of his cock rubs perfectly against your g spot again and again. You're so cute like this, he'd think, not wanting him to see how much he's affecting you, embarrased by the way he makes your eyes roll back and how easily your walls clench tighter around him, but he doesn't miss it. He doesn't miss a thing when it comes to you. Not a single sigh or shudder or stifled moan goes unnoticed. And he would be patient, talk you through it every single time. His hand comes up to hold you closer to him while the other keeps both of you up, and he lets himself revel in the way you cling to him for a moment before he lets out a breathy moan disguised as a chuckle.
"C'mon Mary, don't get all shy on me now..."
Slowly, gently, he'd ease you back down to lay flat against the bed and rest his forehead against yours.
"Easy... easy Mary... just like that..."
He keeps your eyes on him at all times, watching every change in your expression, peppering you with kisses and drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you until you're both tired out. He'd hold you close afterwards, kiss your forehead and keep you warm and cozy, lying on his chest with his arms wrapped around you, make sure you sleep better than you ever have. He's biding his time now, but he believes that will happen. He knows in his gut that you're meant to be in his arms, just like he wants you to be.
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moonlitmeeks · 2 years
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could you write a drabble ab going to the chilton prom w tristan pls? ty!
tristan<33
“woah.”
that was the only thing that tristan could conjure up at the sight of you.
you always looked stunning, tristan knew this. yet seeing you all dressed up, outfit fitting you just right and accentuating all of your features, had blown him away. it had taken him a lot to even pick his jaw up from the floor and muster up a compliment, rendered speechless by the sight of you.
he’d escorted you there on his arm, partly out of humour, and partly because he wanted everyone to know you’d came with him.
tristan was so doting and attentive, unable to take his eyes off of you even when he was supposed to be grabbing punch for you both.
any advances from other students, who batted their eyelashes and flashed wide smiles, were shut down instantly, as tristan was unable to take his eyes off of you.
he’d make jokes as you danced, sarcastic remarks that left you smirking in an attempt to suppress your laughter. the compliments were endless, whispered into your ear so you would hear them over the music.
prom with tristan would be everything you wanted and more. he’d ensure you had a good night no matter what.
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moonlitmeeks · 2 years
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secret relationship drabble or head canon w tristan dugray??? maybe his parents disapprove or something? ty!! 🫶 hope u enjoyed ur vacay
thank u sm angel omg!!!<3
whilst tristan wishes he could be incredibly open about your relationship and show you off to everyone, he's grown to like the thrill surrounding your secret relationship. there's something about sneaking kisses when no one's looking, or whispering compliments into your ear and watching you try not to grin uncontrollably that makes his heart pound.
if his parents weren't such snobs, maybe you wouldn't have to be so private, hiding away from prying eyes to ensure word about your relationship never gets out. he can't lie and say he doesn't resent them for their judgemental nature, but tristan will take what he can get. and if that means sneaking you into his house when his parents are out on business, relishing in the weekends you both have to yourselves to do whatever you please, he's more than willing to take it.
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moonlitmeeks · 2 years
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who i write for! (italics = favs atm)
marauders ; james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, peter pettigrew, regulus black, lily evans, marlene mckinnon, dorcas meadowes, mary macdonald
stranger things ; steve harrington, eddie munson, nancy wheeler, robin buckley, jonathan byers, mike wheeler, lucas sinclair, max mayfield
gilmore girls ; jess mariano, rory gilmore, dave rygalski, tristan dugray, paris geller, lane kim
grishaverse ; kaz brekker, jesper fahey, inej ghafa, nina zenik, matthias helvar, wylan van eck
dead poets society ; neil perry, todd anderson, charlie dalton, knox overstreet, steven meeks, gerard pitts, richard cameron, chris noel
misc ; lord tewkesbury
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what i will / won’t write!
will ; fluff, angst, smut/suggestive content, platonic!reader, poly!relationships
won’t ; toxic/abusive relationships, extreme violence/gore, sexual assault or cnc/dub-con, incest, any topics surrounding eating disorders, a gendered reader that goes against canon sexualities (e.g robin buckley + male reader)
other ;
i write fics, headcanons, blurbs, drabbles, dialogues anything!
can ask for a headcanon set for a group of characters (e.g, marauders first kiss headcanons)
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