#tristan thorn x female reader

[yarrystyleeza]

The Daisy Field (T.T)

Tristan Thorn x female! Reader

No warnings, pure fluff (the usual, maybe some heated kisses??? 👉🏻👈🏻 but absolutely safe for read).

Summary: one summer morning, Tristan takes you to the daisy fields to train you how to swordfight after you begged him for long.

Word count: 1.3k!

Writer's note: as the previous time, I wrote this in less than 24 hours, I was so overwhelmed by the idea and I had to just write it, it's partially revised, maybe contains some lexical and/or grammatical issues, it's so short too, but I hope you enjoy it. <3

The high summer breeze rises, playfully raking through the green fields of fresh grass and the dancing fragrant daisies, raising a scent of life and beauty in the air and into your heaving lungs, cooling the ecstasy of your souls. The sun sends her rays upon you, as you spin around the other, eyelids flickering between the shadows and lights under the green leaves. Chirps of the little birds were heard in the far distance, and little squirrels and deers were ticking their little feet on the crispy grass, creating a beautiful hymn for the noon.

"we've been doing this for hours!" Tristan protests, letting his shoulders fall out of tiredness, his cheeks are flushed and his long hair is a dampened mess, "but it's fun!" you cheer, dancing in circles around him, you didn't mind the sunbeams, or the sweat on your forehead, or how exhausted you were after all the early morning hours, because you're having the best time with Tristan, and there's nothing more you'll ever need.

He can't help but exhale animatedly, knitting his eyebrows pitifully, shoulders falling as he lets his breath out, "come on, love--" he gestures with the wooden sword he held in his hand, "come on, Tristan! One last round, please?" you give him the puppy eyes you know he can't resist, as you slowed your pace to stop right in front of him, "please?" you envelope his neck, it's his turn to give you his puppy look, hazel eyes sparkling magically in the dim light under the big oak tree where you had settled for your picnic, "come on, Tristan, please? Just, one more round, and we'll sit on the picnic sheet the rest of the day... I promise, please?" you plead again, he wraps his arms around your waist, sighs, and looks up into your eyes again, "anything for you, my star," he smiles, to which you giggle and peck his lips quickly, wiggle out of his arms.

Since the sun has beamed on the two of you, you and Tristan had been swordfighting, as you pleaded him to teach you for many, many times, and when he finally agreed this morning, he couldn't stop you. And though this was your first day training, — and though he thought you would take a little long time in order to learn every move — but to his surprise, you learned faster than he thought you would.

Yes, he took you down in couple fights, but they were sort of a one to one situation. He kept telling you how he's being easy with you because it's your first time to fight with swords, and you took advantage of it to go as rogue as possible, knowing he'll be able to take your moves.

Now, you collected your dress up and wrapped it around your waist to free your movement, took the pins out of your hair to feel more comfortable and confident, freeing your strands to flutter in the fresh air. "you know you're distracting me with these locks of yours, love" he points at you with his sword, both of you spinning around the other like two swans in a lake dance, "you can just say that you're easy to be distracted!" you aim a swift swing of your wooden sword, slicing the air between the two of you, he parries your hit with his sword, rough edged blades are crossed between your exhilarated faces, shards of wood are flying out of their source, "I can argue about that!" he whispers, as your lips are inches away from each other, you smooch at his lips teasingly and take a dance around him, "you may speak!" you smirk, your sword blade is now on the broad of his shoulder, he chuckles, and crosses his sword with yours, swinging your hand up in the air, "I have a whole lot to say!" it was his turn to smirk at you, "poser!" you roll your eyes, taking an attack move on him, clashing the blades as he defends himself, swinging you to the side, "I was being soft," he shrugs, looking down at you as you picked up your sword as it flew out of your grasp, he softly pulls your locks to slow your movement, then takes a run across the field, and you follow him with no hesitation.

Your feet are racing each other as you go down the hill, he turns to face you, feinting a swing in your direction, you gasp, your feet falter and you stumble over the end of your dress as the skirt went loose. You grope for anything that might help you regain your balance but, to your unfortune, it was Tristan, and the moment you grab onto his shoulder, "bloody hell!" he yells, as he too loses his balance, and the two of you collide against the other and, roll down the grassy hill.

The ouchs and grunts and loud screams and giggles never left your lips as your bodies spun and got pulled down by gravity, but to your fortune, you landed smoothly, or at least it's for you. You open your eyes to see that you're topping Tristan, holding on to him for life, you part from his hold, both of you are groaning out of all the bangs you collected down the road, you settle on his waist, hands softly press onto his panting chest. Both of you breathe out a chuckle, but he has his remarkable silly smile on his face, almost showing all of his teeth.

You both stare at the other, hair is messy and filled with grass leaves and daisy petals, the noon sun casted on your reddened skins, both of you fighting to catch your breaths, if this wasn't the most beautiful scenery. You catch Tristan gazing your lips and you find yourself doing the same. Your goofy smiles slowly fade into more intimate ones, which soon turns into looks of desperation, his hands leave your waist and walk up slowly to envelope the back of your neck, with one hand tucking the hairs back behind your ear, lingering thumb brushing your reddened cheeks.

Your heart ticks a little louder and before you know it, you find yourself leaning onto him, locking your lips upon his, sipping on the sweet mixture of your mouths ever so slightly, wanting to stop the time so you could have more of your psyches tenderly intertwined with the other. You feel the sun shies her beams away to be a little more gentle on you, and the daisies moving in saltation to tickle your bare feet and heated cheeks, adding more tranquility to your heart as the time passes.

"if this is how we'll end up every time we go swordfighting, I want to swordfight every day." he whispers to your mouth after it left an inch away from his, you couldn't help but smile dumbly at his statement, following by an even dumber giggle. He pulls himself from under you, drawing you over to his thighs, his palms find your face again and cup it firmly. "you wanna continue training?" he asks softly, with a smile to the side, you push the floral hairs of his bangs back behind his ear, "I think we've had enough training for today, my back hurts... And feet... And head, too," he chuckles at your answer, and pulls you close to smile a kiss on the crown of your temple.

And so, you spend the rest of the day sitting in the field barefooted, braiding daisy crowns and laying on the wet green grass among the little summer flowers, locking your pinkies and watch as the sun goes down between the vivid shades of orange and pink upon your eyes, waiting for the shiny stars to start sparkling in the darkness of the sky so you could waste the night on counting them.

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I hope you all enjoyed it, if you did, please like and reblog it would mean a lot to me <3

Have a great day besties! <3

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[devils-dares]

devvie bae…. could i request a sweet little boyfriend energy fic with the ultimate boyfriend…. tristan thorn? pretty please??? just anything with that sweet sweet boy. i think it would cure me. love you to bits!!!! 🥹🫶🏻❤️‍🩹

of course you can request literally whatever you'd like dearest maggie bee

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Your eyes flutter open as you feel kisses pressed against your bare shoulders. You hum into the pillow, you’re laying stomach down so you turn your face to catch a glimpse of your lover in the early morning light. He’s above you, resting on his elbows. He meets your gaze with a sweet, innocent smile.

“Good morning, darling.” He never fails to be cheery, and this morning is no different. You turn over, reaching your arms up to pull him into your chest.

“Good morning.” You say through a yawn, and you can feel his smile grow against your skin where his head is buried. He settles to drape himself over your body, holding his weight up with an elbow. He nips at your skin and you giggle sleepily at his ministrations.

“What’re you doing?” You ask, and he gives a low laugh.

“Trying to wake you up nicely.”

“This is nice.”

“This isn’t waking up.” He whines.

“Can’t we spend a few more minutes here?” Your hands trail down his body, suggesting something other than sleep. He perks up, watching as the sleepy smile on your face evolves into a suggestive grin, and he scrambles to prop himself up over you.

“I guess we can spare some time.”

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Later, when the two of you are bathed and fed and satiated in more ways than one, he enters the kitchen where you are armed with a picnic basket.

“Darling?”

“Hm?”

“Would you be an angel and pack this for me?” His smile is sweet, and he’s propped up on the counter with his elbows, his hands holding his head.

“Planning something tonight?”

“I suppose so.” He stands up straight again, coming up to stand behind you as you pack the basket. His arms come up to wrap around your midsection, his hands resting on your stomach. He pulls your flush against him, your back against his chest, and starts rubbing at the soft skin over your tummy. It’s no secret that he loves the extra skin where your stomach is, laying his head on it and pressing kisses over the area whenever he gets the chance, and today is very obviously no different.

“Tristan, sweetheart, if you don’t quit with your hands I’m afraid this basket will never get packed.” He laughs as he kisses the exposed skin on your shoulder.

“Alright, alright. I’ll leave you be, but we’re leaving soon.”

“Leaving soon? Where are we going?” He turns you around, hands resting on your waist.

“You’ll see.” He walks away after pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. You shake your head, a grin adorning your features, and continue packing.

When you finish, you walk outside to the front yard of your home where Tristan sat waiting for you. He takes the basket in one hand and your hand in the other, guiding you to your destination. You joke with him along the way, your laughs filling the otherwise quiet nature around you.

He announces that you two have arrived, and he tells you to stay before he scurries off, taking the basket and depositing it somewhere before coming back for you.

“Close your eyes.” He says, excitement evident in his voice.

“What if I fall?”

“I wouldn’t let that happen.” You two manage to get halfway up the small hill before Tristan decides to just pick you up, holding you tight in his arms as he makes sure you keep your eyes shut tight.

“You didn’t have to do all of this.” You say.

“Where’s the fun in that? Besides, we’re here.” He puts you down gently and shuffles you over to what seems like a blanket, and finally tells you to open your eyes.

Blinking a few times to adjust to seeing again, your eyes quickly tear up as you see what Tristan’s done. Beautifully grown and pruned flowers circle the area as the candlelight casts a romantic hue as the sun sets. The blanket was set with what you had packed, two glasses of wine poured out for the two of you. He watches your reaction as your hands come up to wipe away at your eyes quickly, and he swoops you into a hug.

“Is it too much, my love? I can take some of it down.”

“It’s perfect. I love it. I’m just surprised you’d go through all of this effort for a picnic.”

“It was worth it for you, I’d do anything for you. Surely you know that by now. I love you!” He says, his lips against your forehead. You squeeze him tight in an embrace, letting him pull you to the blanket to sit when you release him. He hands you your wine glass, shyly feeding you snacks as you laugh and blush.

Towards the end of the night, when the bottle of wine was empty and so was most of the basket, you lay with Tristan beneath the stars, your hand and head on his chest. His coat is draped over you, and he’s talking about how the townspeople helped him make this area special for you, his chest moving up and down as he laughs and talks and all you can think about is how you’re falling more and more in love with the man before you.

“What are you thinking about?” He asks, doe eyes staring into yours.

“Would you spend forever with me?” His breath hitches, and you immediately cringe at his reaction, sputtering out words to retract your question.

“Hey, hey, of course I would! I would spend every waking moment with you if I could, forever with you is no question in my mind.”

You smile at him, moving up to press a kiss to his jaw.

“Forever with you is no question in my mind either.”

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[itwasthereaminuteago]

|| 24. Tender Sex ||

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

Tristan Thorne x female reader

Warnings: first time, lovely fluffy love making ☺️

Author's note: excuse me I'm just dying imaging that your first time was with Tristan 🫠

Your face was sore from smiling and you giggled making it ache even more as your new husband carried you gallantly over the threshold of your home. Your arms encircled his neck as he held you close and you couldn't resist showering him with light kisses as he gently put you down once you were inside.

"Mrs Thorne," he beams, chastely kissing your lips, "welcome home."

"Thank you, Mr Thorne," you return, "married! I can scarcely believe it!" Your voice was pitched with excitement and relief, as after a long and busy day of celebration the two of you were finally alone.

He takes you by the hand and leads you to your bedchamber where a rather expensive looking bottle of wine and two goblets are waiting for you.

"We should toast! What should we toast to?" You ask, as he uncorks the wine and pours.

He hands you a glass, sitting down next to you on the bed and you laugh as you entangle your arms bringing the wine to your lips.

Tristan gazes into your eyes, "love," he says softly.

"To love," you agree, returning his smile with all your heart, reflecting back the immeasurable warmth you feel when he's near.

When the glasses are empty you suddenly feel a weight of expectation. You've never felt nervous with him before but then you'd never just been married before either. You smooth down your dress over your knees, fidgeting.

He's not stupid, and he knows something's wrong. Taking your hands he brings them up to his lips, kissing them reverently.

"My love, we don't have to…" he turns slightly, looking towards the bed. "you know we don't need to, tonight, if you-"

You squeeze his hands and stroke your fingers through his hair, sliding down to cup his jaw. "I know, but I'd like to… it's just, I've never-"

He laughs a little. "I've never, either. But, I think we'll be okay… we can um, help each other?"

You nod and lean closer, kissing him tenderly on the cheek. His hands come up to cradle your face and press the softest kiss to your lips. It's so light but the lingering nature of it promises so much more, and you allow yourself to crave it. Now that he's yours and you're his.

He pulls back just a little, your breath mingling as he strokes his thumb over your heated cheek.

"Um, the other night, I thought you were having a nightmare and were calling for me, so I… came to your room, but-"

You drop your gaze, flustered and embarrassed, knowing what he must have heard. "Tristan, I- I can explain-"

He tips your head up with his fingers under your chin to meet his eyes. "I’d like to hear you make those sounds for me, would you show me… show me what to do, how to… touch you like that?"

His earnestness lets your mind and emotions settle, and you nod, pulling him in close for a kiss that ensures he knows you want nothing more. The butterflies are still there as your hands trail down from his shoulders and over his chest as your kisses gradually grow more impassioned. It's not as if you hadn't gotten a tiny bit frisky before, but this was new, uncharted territory for both of you.

Without even realising it your fingers are unlacing his shirt, slipping underneath to feel his skin. He shrugs it off letting your curious hands skim down his chest and stomach to rest at the buttons of his breeches, never leaving your lips for any longer than necessary. He captures your bottom lip between his teeth as your fingers wander lower, a soft gasp fanning his face as you feel how just how much he strains for you.

"Oh..” you sigh together, foreheads touching as you both grin, laughing softly. His hands skim up the sides of your bodice as you pull back and reach behind your shoulders to unfasten the clasps.

“Would you let me?” He asks, and you smile, turning to give him access. He unhooks each clasp slowly, deliberately, working his way down your spine and you hum contentedly as he presses a light kiss to your skin as more of it is revealed. His hands are warm and you can feel the slightest of trembling as he moves the fabric of your dress away from your body. When you stand, still facing away, and push the wedding gown from your hips to the floor you are the most naked he has ever seen you.

He swiftly removes the rest of his clothes to prevent you from feeling self-conscious. You glance over your shoulder and smile, your arms wrapped around you as you’re not sure what to do next. When he rises and comes to you, you turn in his embrace and there’s a moment where the two of you are just looking at each other like it’s the first time, bare skin glowing in the lamplight.

“You are so beautiful.” Tristan tells you, brushing the backs of his fingers down your arm, his soothing brown eyes taking you in.

You feel the heat rise in your face at his words. “And you are so very handsome,” you say, taking his hand and leading him to the bed. You’re both sitting at first, he strokes your hair away from your face, leaning in to kiss you again. Moving ever closer you end up tangled in each other, skin to skin, his tongue finding yours. Desire sparks into life when you feel his length press against your belly, he wants this, he wants you. His thigh rubs between yours and you moan. He looks up and you can’t disguise your need.

“Show me.” He whispers, and you take his hand guiding it over your breast which he dips his head to and kisses, following down over your soft stomach leaving kisses there too, and down further to the juncture of your thighs. He gently lays you down on the bed and hovers over you, his cock twitching as his fingers feel the warmth and wetness there. He watches in amazement as you move his hand, allowing his fingertips to become slick with your arousal and slide with effortless ease over your clit.

“Oh Tristan… like that…” you shudder, closing your eyes and allowing yourself to feel everything he’s doing to you.

He’s a quick study, drawing slow, tight circles where it makes you writhe and moan so prettily. His eyes flickering between your beautiful expression of pleasure and where that pleasure originates from. As you let your legs spread wider you push his hand down a little further, encouraging him to slide a finger inside you.

“Are you sure you want me to-” He gasps along with you as he feels your tight velvet walls for the very first time, and moans out again as you reach for him, your soft fingers wrapping delicately around the base of his cock.

“Show me how you like it.” you ask him, your voice breathy and needing. He places his hand over yours, increasing your grip and slowly stroking up and down. His voice shakes as he guides you to twist your hand a little at the peak of the next stroke, and you watch, entranced, as a few drops of slippery liquid leak from his tip easing your movements even more.

“Mmn, y-yes, just like… ahh-”

After a little while you can no longer deny the ache for something more. “Tristan, please… I’m ready.” your voice is steady and sure as you move him over you. He looks so deep into your eyes as he braces his hand near your shoulder, his other gently nudging the head of his cock through your folds, covering it in your slick.

“Are you certain? Is this okay?” he asks, concerned.

"Please." You nod, your hands reaching around his back and pulling him closer to you, biting at your lip as he finds your entrance and slowly starts to push inside. You share a sigh, his mouth drops open at the feel of you all around him, he's shivering at the intensity of it. A sharp, loud, moan escapes your lips as he presses in further, and he stops, gently pulling out again.

“Are you alright? Oh love, have I hurt you?!” He’s frantically looking you up and down with worry painting his features.

You breathe out, shaking your head and urging him to continue. “No I’m fine, it’s okay, I’m okay.” you assure him, giving him a smile to make him feel at ease. He’s not completely convinced, sitting back and stroking down your thighs.

“I think, maybe if you can relax, it might help?” He suggests, and your smile is genuine as he leans forward, his lips kissing their way down from your neck. You giggle at first as the touch is ticklish, but then he caresses your breasts with his hands, kissing, licking and sucking at your nipples until they are hard, and you can’t help your moans. He seems to revere you like a goddess, every touch is like starfire and it burns the fiercest of all when he dips down between your legs and kisses you there.

He holds you down, on a quest to make you feel nothing but good, his tongue eagerly licking through your folds and up to your clit and you cry out in disbelief at the rapturous feeling it elicits. Your fervent cries and moans spur him to continue, hungrily lapping your sweet taste into his mouth and moaning against you as you start rocking your hips against him. That sensation you’ve only ever felt at the touch of your own hand bursts its way ferociously through your entire being and you cry out his name over and over until you have to tell him to stop. He’s panting like you are and you can’t help laughing and shuddering as a satisfying glow settles over you.

“Did that… help?” He asks, grinning cheekily. He yelps as you haul him on top of you again in answer, taking his cock in your grasp and guiding him confidently to where you need him. It feels so good now, the stretch is only a slight burn as he fills you with such sweetness that you think you might weep. Tristan gasps with you as he sinks deeper this time, you're so warm, tight, and so very wet from his previous ministrations, how can anything possibly feel this incredible? He moves his hips, slowly at first, and the drag of his length inside you is almost too good to bear. Your hands go to the sides of his face, “Tristan…” you whisper, tilting your head up to kiss him as your bodies move as one, each gentle rock of your hips building the wave of bliss higher and higher.

“You feel so good my love, please tell me it feels this good for you.”

"I could have never have imagined…" Your fingers thread through his hair and grasp at his shoulder, sliding down over his back to feel how he moves against you. Soon enough you feel the telltale coiling sensation deep within, a surge of pure ecstacy waiting to be set free.

You wrap your legs around his waist altering the angle of his smooth thrusts, making his cock press into a part of you that you didn't even know existed. He feels you shake and whimper softly beneath him and it drives him to keep going, to release the familiar tight, throbbing coil locked at the base of his spine and take you with him.

You're dancing on the edge of a feeling you can't describe, something you never want to end. "Tristan, oh please, I-"

He gives himself over to the feel of you squeezing around him, the incredible rhythmic pulsing within you that sets off a chain reaction.

He grasps for your hand, your fingers interlocking as he kisses you breathless as you come apart.

"My star-"

Your back arches, it feels something like heaven and you cry out, holding him so close to you as he joins you in this beautiful loss of control, releasing inside you with a such a pretty moan.

You lie wrapped in each other for a time, moulded together irrevocably, content and sharing the warm blanket of post orgasmic bliss with lazy brushes of lips, featherlight touches and I love yous.

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[bermudas]

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖞𝖟

back to the main masterlist.

lee sangyeon.

façade 

drabble | gender neutral reader, angst, fantasy, royalty au, arranged marriage

‘‘i don’t feel… whatever it is i’m supposed to feel for you, so let it go.”

kim younghoon. 

break your rules

oneshot | gender neutral reader, fluff, minimal angst, best friends to lovers, fake dating, high school au

fake dating your best friend is never ideal, falling in love with him even less so, but sometimes, it all works out for the best.

crimson clover

drabble | gender neutral reader, fluff, angst, fantasy au, royalty au, knight x royal, secret relationship, forbidden love, insp. “the great war” & tristan and iseult

an act of service is an act of love—in which younghoon has been in love with you for as long as he can remember, even before he became your knight 

lee juyeon.

crown of thorns; teaser

series | female reader, fantasy, suggestive, faerie au, royalty au, enemies to lovers, slow burn, insp. the cruel prince

faerieland is no place for mortals. having lived there your whole life, you should know this better than anyone. yet, despite your mortality, despite the cruel dispositions of the fae, you’re determined to win a place in the high court. and no one, not even a stubborn prince, is going to stand in your way.

kevin moon.

bitter/sweet

drabble | gender neutral reader, fluff, angst, royalty au, secret relationship, insp. the irregulars

“you know, i was thinking of kissing you, but now i’m not gonna.”

“well, i suppose i have to kiss you, then.”

choi chanhee.

under all this

drabble | gender neutral reader, fluff, minimal angst, best friends to lovers

“i’m not worthy of anybody’s love.” 

“that’s not true, you’re worthy of mine.”

kim sunwoo.

vanilla salt

oneshot | gender neutral reader, fluff, angst, friends to lovers, matchmaker au, high school au

the entire school thinks you’re in love with kim sunwoo, but only you and sunwoo seem to know that’s not the case. 

upcoming works.

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Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Dogfight Football X ☁️☀️✨

Bird Strike F!X ☁️☀️

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace

Galentine's Day F!X ☀️✨💙

Cross Overs:

Harry Potter/The Originals

The Undead Scourge ✨⭐️

Harry Potter/Percy Jackson

Cabin 11 ✨

#masterlist #Harry Potter #marvel #the vampire diaries #the originals #star wars #star trek #stranger things #agents of shield #agent carter #fanfiction masterlist #peggysous #the selection series #a court of thorns and roses #acotar #top gun #top gun: maverick #the princess bride #dc #crescent city

[yarrystyleeza]

EVENING TUMBLRINAS, FIC POLL BELLOW!!!

Now because I miss feedback so much (I literally feed on it) I want you to help me on what should I work on (and publish) because I cannot decide it myself hejejejhh

Note that works below are works I have already started writing but stopped midway (due to uni, Ramadan, and the undying headaches)—other requests are already formatted but I haven't started writing them yet.

(weekend to Wednesday probably)

#Yomna's fanfic updates #matt murdock x female reader #michael kinsella x female reader #tristan thorn x female reader #daryl dixon x female reader #henry x female reader #matt murdock #daredevil #michael kinsella #daryl dixon #tristan thorn #henry eat locals #yarrystyleeza #poll #tumblr polls #my polls #polls #fic poll

[yarrystyleeza]

I have a new Tristan piece coming up tomorrow!!!

I know, I know, this weekend is about to be crazy, and yes I am still studying for my sociolinguistics exam next Monday, but the idea just hit me and I needed to put it into words before I forget it! So let's cut the many words now, anyways, it's gonna be up tomorrow!

Enjoy this gif of my beloved Tristan! <3

And try to guess what the topic is about ;)

#yarrystyleeza #tristan thorn #stardust (2007) #tristanthorn #tristan thorn imagine #Tristan Thorn x Female reader #tristan #stardust2007 #stardust 2007 #stardust #stardust fanfiction

[yarrystyleeza]

Tristan Thorn — Fics and Blurbs

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�� — The North Star (F)

♡ — The Daisy Field (F)

#yarrystyleeza #tristanthorn #tristan thorn #tristan thorn fanfiction #Tristan Thorn x Female reader #tristan #tristan thorn imagine #tristan thorn x reader

[yarrystyleeza]

YOMNA'S MASTERLIST ♡ ⋆｡˚

Note: I only write Fluff/Angst x fem!reader, and my works might contain violent/bloody themes due to the nature of the fictional characters/fictional works I write for.

I do not write smut.

Another important thing, a lot of these works are old ones so, figurative language, phrasing and my very style might be a little messed up—but it progresses. I am not a professional writer but I'm always trying to improve my writing, and it is more visible in my more recent works, hopefully.

ᐅ Last updated: 01/03/2024

tone nav. : F/fluff — A/angst — V/violence

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☆ In A Heartbeat [Matt Murdock x Madilyn Mayfield (oc)] → [ON GOING]

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☆ Arduous Solitude [Henry x fem!reader installment series] → [ON GOING]

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★ yuna's 2h followers sleepover celebration

★ yuna's 22nd birthday sleepover

#yarrystyleeza #daredevil #matt murdock #mattmurdock #charliecox #devil of hell’s kitchen #matt murdock x female reader #Matt Murdock x OC #tristan thorn fanfiction #tristan thorn x reader #tristan #tristanthorn #tristan thorn #charlie cox #matt murdock x reader #michael kinsella #michael kinsella x reader #fan fiction #fanfiction #fanfic #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x female reader #daryl dixion x reader #norman reedus #henry eat locals #Henry the vampire #Henry x fem!reader

[itwasthereaminuteago]

|| 16. Bath Sex ||

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

Tristan Thorne X female reader

Warnings: Tristan being adorable.

Author's note: I kinda see full on bath or shower sex as practical myth so I've gone for edge-of-the-bath ☺️

"It's just a little further," Tristan had been assuring you for the past hour. You rolled your eyes.

You were tired, saddlesore, feeling encrusted with so much dirt and grime you just wished you could both return to the palace for a bath and sleep for a week. There were people in the far reaches of your kingdom that you had to visit and you didn't mind that so much, you loved hearing their stories and issues and trying to find a way to fix it for them, but after a couple of weeks of trekking you just wanted some comfort. Of course you could have taken a carriage but the two of you relished the opportunity to adventure on the road without a cumbersome royal entourage.

"I promise, it'll be worth it." He smiles and you couldn't ever be mad. He was your entire world and he'd never let you down yet.

You urge your chestnut mare onwards following Tristan down the side of the hill and around the corner of the cliffs that flanked it. Even though it was midwinter the sun was still visible just above the horizon. In a little while you might see the brilliant fleeting flash of green as it disappears down below and makes space for the dazzling light show of the aurora.

"Alright, we're here. I'll get some wood for the fire, perhaps you could take the bedding in there?"

He gestures at the narrow cave entrance, just wide enough to walk through, you make your way inside to check it out. "Uhh, are you sure about this place, I don't think- oh my stars!"

Your hand goes to your mouth as you enter the cave. Hundreds of thousands of tiny twinkling blue lights from glow worms are dotted all around the domed ceiling just like mini chandeliers. There is a natural hot spring pool in the center with a smooth worn rock ledge encircling it. Small cracks in the wall allow the last of the day’s sunlight to gently bounce around and lay warm on your skin.

You feel him come up behind you, his hands sliding around your neck to untie your cloak.

"Do you like it?" he asks. You can feel his grin as he moves your hair aside to kiss your nape.

You turn in his arms with the biggest brightest smile on your face, and his fingers move lower to unlace your dress. "Oh Tristan, it's beautiful! How do you know about this place?!"

"From a very helpful person in the last town we visited. I know you're fed up and thought that you deserve a treat. I know it's not perfect but…"

You bring your finger to his lips, shushing him as the ties loosen and he slides your dress off over your shoulders, leaving you in your underthings.

"It is perfect." you say, helping to remove his clothes too, suddenly realising that you haven’t had much time to yourselves lately. At least not intimately. You kick off your boots and strip down bare, padding excitedly towards the large steaming pool where you dip your toes in.

"Mm, it’s so warm,” you marvel, crouching down and sliding into the gorgeously relaxing embrace of the spring water with a sigh. Tristan is right behind and you pull him towards you as he enters the pool for a kiss, the water lapping gently around you both. It's chaste and sweet, he strokes his fingers through your hair, pulling away just to look at you and you smile.

You spend time submerging yourself, washing and just floating around in bliss, letting the hot water melt the tension from your muscles before your hands are reaching for each other. You trail your wet fingertips slowly down his chest, watching the way the water droplets weave through the hair there on their way downwards. His hand cups your chin and he leans in to catch your lips in his, this time a deep, soft kiss that tastes of longing and hunger as his tongue drags against your own. You move closer, your limbs gently tangling underneath the water. You chase after him as he pulls away, chuckling softly with a glint in his eyes. When he bites and tugs playfully at your soft lower lip you moan and sweep your tongue over his as he lets go, the steam from the pool making its path sensual and slippery. He caresses your jaw, holding you as you kiss each other over and over, your arms winding around his back and reaching down to his ass to grasp and pull him ever closer. He moans your name and you can’t mistake the feel of his hardening cock pressing against your stomach.

“Tristan…” you breathe out as he leans you back so his mouth can rove and claim the soft flesh of your breasts, teeth grazing over your nipples and bringing them to hard peaks. Shattered gasps echo softly around the cave as he takes his time reminding you what you mean to him.

"My star…" he murmurs into your damp skin, his hands exploring and memorising the soft curves of your body. "I've missed touching you like this."

"We've barely been alone!" you giggle as he lifts you up to sit on the edge of the pool.

"Yes! And although I've enjoyed it, but I'm so glad it's just us now..."

His hazel eyes preempt a question as he trails his fingers up your thighs, and you let him part them so he can fit in the space between. He brushes the soft hair of your mound.

"Darling, can I kiss you here? I think you enjoyed it last time…" he grins.

You reply with a fervent nodding. "Yes, please, yes…"

He coaxes you forward, his mouth level with your core and gaze flicking up as you bite down on your lip, watching. Your hands come to rest on his shoulders, fingers curling and eyes closing as he kisses his way from your knee achingly slowly along your inner thigh. He lays a soft kiss between your legs and you shiver with anticipation before you feel his tongue flick out to taste you. His fingers press into your hips, holding you as you squirm while his tongue probes deeper, his pretty mouth exploring and working to find your pleasure.

Your hips move instinctually, grinding against his face with your hands around his head, spurred on by his encouraging noises as he so easily hastens you towards an earth shattering orgasm. His tongue is like warm honey enveloping you, dripping over and radiating outwards to your whole body, the steam and the water only enhancing the sensations. This glorious feeling builds and builds, it has nowhere to go and there's no other choice than to let it consume you completely.

"Tristan!" You cry out. The ethereal blue light of the glowworms is mirrored in your eyes as your head falls back, the reflection in the pool distorted by the ripples you create when you come. Your euphoric reaction bathes you both in a dazzling shimmering radiance from your skin.

He moves away at your gentle signal to stop, his eyes wide and becoming almost black in the fading light as he looks at you, enraptured.

"You're so very beautiful when you do that," he says, catching you in his arms as you slide back into the pool and his amorous embrace.

"Do what?" you innocently ask, pretending to be confused as your hands wander underneath the surface of the water and an eager moan meets your ears as he tucks his head into the crook of your neck.

The magical ephemeral light of the aurora in the night sky is the backdrop to your shared bliss as you make love by the warmth of the fire. There are only glowing embers by the time you have fully sated your need for each other, the pale golden fingers of the dawn's light caressing you as you sleep soundly, entwined together under warm blankets on the ground.

#kinkwasthereaminuteago #tristan thorne x reader #tristan thorne x female reader #tristan thorne fluff #tristan thorne smut

[itwasthereaminuteago]

Thinking about your fic with Tristan and his wife on their wedding night ❤️

Now for the game? I wish you would write a fanfic where Tristan meets her for the first time 😍❤️ (We can never have too much Tristan fluff)

I think they would meet clumsily! Like she's hurrying somewhere and bumps into him or trips over his foot when he turns around in the street in Wall, and he reacts so quickly reaching out to grab her and manages to stop her (and him) from falling right into a muddy puddle. Oh and their eyes meet as he holds her in a dip, 🤩 and there's a startled gasp 😍 and things just kinda go on from there...?

😁

#tristan thorne #tristan thorne fluff #tristan thorne x reader #tristan thorne x female reader

[yarrystyleeza]

𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝟐𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫!

Well, as the title suggests, I am turning 22 on January 30th (yes I can't believe it either), and it's a very very special number to me, I was obsessed with it since I was a kid—because of Taylor Swift's 22 of course (you have no idea how happy my inner child is now!).

However, I thought I should celebrate this very important event with you by hosting my second sleepover! (honestly I was planning to make this a double sleepover if I hit 300 followers before my birthday, but since I didn't, I really had to host a sleepover)

As usual, my sleepover will host games, questions, asks, and definitely, requests!!! <3

The sleepover will be a week long, from January 30th till February 6th, where you can submit asks and requests!

Note on prohibited things that I won't be doing or answering:

No nsfw/dirty asks, writing requests or questions, it's uncomfortable for me sometimes, and this is an all-ages-friendly celebration. No further elaboration, please respect this. <3

𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬:

Here's a list of the games we can play:

Kiss/Marry/Kill: you give me three characters and I will sort each one in one of these categories! (make it hard for me)

Would you rather: you give me two things/characters and I get to choose one that suits me better! (for example: night owl or early bird?)

Make an assumption: you literally make an assumption about me and I either prove it or deny it!

Never have I ever: you ask me about things I did or didn't do!

Exchanged Ships: basically, you give me a character that you find as my significant other, and I will give you a character in exchange and why I think it's the perfect character for you!

Random Q&A: you can ask me about anything, whether it's my favorite food or even what fabrics do I prefer to wear, ask whatever you want!

Girly Talks: just talk to me about any girly topic you want and we'll establish a good conversation! Let's talk about books or authors, favorite poetry pieces, maybe movies we loved in our childhood, or even your favorite outfits back when you were a 10 year old! Literally anything!

Rate My Music Taste: give me a song/artist and I will rate it from 1 (absolute flop) to 10 (total banger)! — (this is absolutely done just for fun).

I Wanna Write You A Song: start with a phrase and we will make a totally original song together in the reblogs!

Doodles: give me something simple to draw!

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬:

As for writing requests, I will be taking fluff/angst/violence (blood and gore—due to the nature of the characters I write for) x female!reader requests only. But of course you can request the prompt you desire. <3

As for the characters, here's a list of the fictional men that I would be writing for:

Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Foggy Nelson

Tristan Thorn

Michael Kinsella

Henry (from Eat Locals)

Daryl Dixon

(might consider writing for other Charlie Cox/Norman Reedus characters. example: Ian Hamilton, Owen Sleater, Scud, Murphy MacManus, etc.)

You can ask for prompt included in this list or ones you come up with yourself:

intimate moments / gestures that make me feel love / romantic rainy day prompts / gentle things that make me fall harder in love / fluffy comforting/sick dialogue prompts / lighthearted first kiss prompts / sparring prompts / forced proximity prompts / date prompts masterpost /

Note that I will be tagging the fic requests with #yuna's 22 birthday sleepover so they're easy to find, but they will be sorted in my main masterlist as regular requests! <3

tagging my moots to spread the word sorry for being a little too annoying hehe (and I tried to tag as much as possible but my memory is messing around with me I'm sorry if I forgot anyone): @v4leoftears @remonemo @fizanotfeeza @bunmurdock @bellaxgiornata @kal-0n @1988-fiend @mattmurdocks6thscaleapartment @floral-charlie-cat @farfromstrange @babygirlmurdock @mattmurdocksscars @itwasthereaminuteago @c-mrdck @xxeycisxx @loveroftoomanyfandoms @mindidjarin @little-miss-dilf-lover @shiorimakibawrites @tongueofcat @marytheweefrenchie @chvoswxtch @devilsmurdock @galaxies-and-moons-and-cox @acharliecoxedfan @folkloreandfall @murdocklorian @munsonownsmyass @abbyhaslongshorts @murc0ck @lazyxsquirrel @theradioactivespidergwen @xxdrixx @saintmurd0ck @softasawhisper @she-likesorchids @peterman-spideyparker @mattmurdocksstarlight @amberlynnmurdock @courtforshort15 @saltedlays @importantnightwerewolf @lene-loki

That's basically everything I have for my birthday sleepover, feel free to submit requests and games! Thank you for coming to my sleepover tonight! <3

#yarrystyleeza #yuna's sleepover #Yuna's 22nd Birthday Sleepover #matt murdock #daredevil #charlie cox #matt murdock x reader #michael kinsella #matt murdock x you #norman reedus #tristan thorn #tristan thorn x reader #daryl dixon #michael kinsella x reader #daryl dixon x reader #henry eat locals #sleepover #celebration #birthday party #Yomna's ask box #send asks #ask game #games

[itwasthereaminuteago]

Masterlist

Follow #kinkwasthereaminuteago

Rating: Explicit 18+ no minors!

Pairings include: Matt Murdock x female reader, Frank Castle x female reader, Tristan Thorne x female reader, Michael Kinsella X female reader, Bucky Barnes X female reader, Matt x Frank x female reader, Matt Murdock x Frank Castle,

Author's note: it was a wild ride writing these and it's the first time I've done a challenge like this! Fully appreciate and look forward to any comments and reblogs!

PSA New Followers: please have your age in your bio, if it's not there im afraid you'll get blocked!

Also check your Account Settings>Content you see, to ensure you can see posts tagged with Mature/Sexual Themes.

Dirty Talk - Frank x reader

Floor Sex - Matt x reader

Anal - Frank x reader

Breathplay - Michael x reader

Breeding - Matt x reader

Morning Sex - Frank x reader

Sex Toys - Frank x reader

Voice Kink - Matt x reader

Double Penetration - Matt x Frank x Reader

Drunk Sex - Matt x reader

Rimming - Matt x reader

Hate/Angry Sex - Frank x reader

Face sitting - Matt x reader

Love Bites/Marks - Michael x reader

Overstimulation - Matt x Frank

Bath/shower sex - Tristan x reader

Pegging - Frank x reader

Lingerie - Matt

Masturbation - Matt x reader

Mirror Sex - Bucky x reader

Praise Kink - Matt x reader

Phone Sex - Bucky x reader

Food Play - Frank x reader

Tender Sex - Tristan Thorne x reader

Sex Pollen - Matt x Frank x reader

Sexting - tbc

Sensory Deprivation - Matt x reader (in prog)

Formal Wear - Frank x reader

Table Sex - Matt Murdock x reader

Public Sex - Matt x reader

Free choice - Cuddling - Frank x Matt

#kinkwasthereaminuteago #first one will be posted tomorrow (obvs!) #kinktober 2022 #matt murdock x frank castle x reader #matt murdock x reader #frank castle x reader #michael kinsella x reader #bucky barnes x reader #tristan thorne x reader #matt murdock smut #frank castle smut #bucky barnes smut #michael kinsella smut #hyping up!

[yarrystyleeza]

𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓪'𝓼 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓭

𝓯𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓼𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻

𝓬𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

The moment I've been waiting for has finally come! As I indicated in the headline, I've reached 200 followers here on Tumblr, thank you all so much, this truly means a lot to me, also thank you for the feedback I always got on my works and even my random shitposts! <3

and to celebrate this very important and remarkable life event— I had planned a sleepover celebration which consists of games, questions, asks, and of course, requests! <3

The sleepover will be a week long, from September 15th till the 21st of the same month where you can submit asks and requests!

As for games, I have a list of them!

Kiss/Marry/Kill: you give me three characters and I will sort each one in one of these categories! (make it hard for me)

This or That: you give me two things/characters and I get to choose one that suits me better! (for example: night owl or early bird?)

make an assumption: you literally make an assumption about me and I either prove it or deny it!

never have I ever: you ask me about things I did or didn't do!

exchanged ships: you basically give me a character that you find as my significant other, and I will give you a character in exchange and why I think it's the perfect character for you!

Q&A: you can ask me about anything, whether it's my favorite food or even what fabrics do I prefer to wear, ask whatever you want!

Girly talks: just talk to me about any girly topic you want and we'll establish a good conversation! Let's talk about books or authors, favorite poetry pieces, maybe movies we loved in our childhood, or even your favorite outfits back when you were a 10 year old! Literally anything!

Rate my music taste: give me a song/artist and I will rate it from 1 (absolute flop) to 10 (total banger)! — (this is absolutely done just for fun).

I wanna write you a song: start with a phrase and we will make a totally original song together in the reblogs!

Note on prohibited things that I won't be doing or answering:

No nsfw/dirty asks, writing requests or questions, it's uncomfortable for me, and it's an all-ages-friendly celebration. No further elaboration, please respect this. <3

AND FINALLY, THE REQUESTS!

As for writing requests, I will be taking fluff/angst/violence (blood and gore—due to the nature of the characters I write for) x female!reader requests only. And of course you can request the prompt you desire. <3

As for the characters, here's a list of the fictional men that I would be writing for:

Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Tristan Thorn

Michael Kinsella

Daryl Dixon

(might consider writing for other Charlie Cox/Norman Reedus characters. example: Ian Hamilton, Henry the vampire, Scud, Murphy MacManus, etc.)

You can ask for prompt included in this list or ones you come up with yourself:

Intimate moments

Gestures that make me feel love

Romantic rainy day prompts

gentle things that makes me fall harder in love

fluffy comforting/sick dialogue prompts

lighthearted first kiss scenarios

Sparring prompts

Forced proximity prompts

Date prompts masterpost

Note that I will be tagging the fic requests with #yuna's 2h sleepover celebration so that they're all sorted there, but they will be sorted in my main masterlist as regular requests! <3

tagging my moots to spread the word sorry for being a little too annoying hehe (and I tried to tag as much as possible but my memory is messing around with me I'm sorry if I forgot anyone) @v4leoftears @remonemo @fizanotfeeza @netflixmatt @bellaxgiornata @farfromstrange @itwasthereaminuteago @loveroftoomanyfandoms @little-miss-dilf-lover @tongueofcat @mattmurdockscox @courtforshort15 @chvoswxtch @mattmurdocksscars @kal-0n @murc0ck @babygrlmurdock @galaxies-and-moons-and-cox @acharliecoxedfan @mindidjarin @she-likesorchids @munsonownsmyass @saintmurd0ck @murdocklorian @abbyhaslongshorts @theradioactivespidergwen @softasawhisper @peterman-spideyparker @mattmurdocksstarlight @netflixmatt-main

That's basically everything I have for my first sleepover celebration, feel free to submit your requests and games anytime! Thank you for coming to my sleepover tonight! <3

#yarrystyleeza #Yuna's 2h sleepover celebration #Yuna has a sleepover celebration! #daredevil #matt murdock #tristan thorn #michael kinsella #daryl dixon #charlie cox #norman reedus #q&a #sleepover #girly things #angst #Fluff #Violent themes #kiss marry kill #never have i ever #Games #Questions #ask box #Yuna's sleepover

[yarrystyleeza]

The North Star (T.T)

Tristan Thorn x female! Reader

No warnings, absolute fluff, maybe a little bit of angst? But happy ending. <3

Summary: you and your childhood best friend Tristan had to split ways in cause of your discordant lives, but you somehow try to find time for you to be together again, doing the thing you've always loved since you were children, stargazing.

Word count: almost 3k!

Writer's note: I wrote this in less than 24 hours so forgive me if anything dropped off the plot or doesn't make sense. But I wrote it with all my love, I hope you enjoy it. <3

Goddamn it, you've always hated waking up early, mornings are always exhausting, specially after spending the night stargazing from your window, looking at the beautifully dotted sky, the wide dark canvas that was decorated with the scattered sparkly little white jewels. They've always caught your attention, they made you lose conversations sometimes because you paid more attention to them than the person talking to you, and sometimes you'd walk into some tree or a wall for keeping eye contact with them. You'd miss them throughout the morning when the sun is covering their beautiful gaze against your curious irises, something about them was so magical, enchanting, keeping you thirsty for more, and you loved how they kept you wanting them at your sight.

That's why you hated mornings, besides the daily chores you'd do around the house, they make your hatred towards mornings becomes more of a rivals'... Well, except the mornings where your mother decides to send you to the market to grab some house needs, this would always make you jump out of your bed with excitement.

It's pretty much the same this morning, the sunbeams are blinding you through the window glass, playfully caressing your lids, you shift in your bed, trying to hide your face from the morning sight on you. Your mother chirps from behind the door, "dear, I need some groceries for this evening's treat, you need to be up!" you scramble out of your sheets and run to wash your face, heart fluttering like the wings of a young butterfly. Soon you're in your pretty floral day dress and fixing your locks in front of your mirror, you add the little star-shaped ornament to your gathered bangs, you put your leather shoes on and spring out of the room, taking your umbrella off the hanger on your way out of the house.

The summer breeze fills your lungs as soon as you open the wooden front door, you realize how pretty the weather is today, well, mornings aren't always that bad after all, you knew that fact deep down in you. You make your way down the hill to town of Wall, where you had lived your entire life till now, a small town with few people, cozy on winters, freshening on summers, you never thought of leaving it, you loved living here anyway, you knew you'd never find a place more peaceful than this.

Or, maybe it's because there was someone here that's always on your mind, the young man who works at the very shop you always shop from. That's why you've always loved the shopping mornings, you get a chance to meet your crush, and talk to him a bit about your shared habit, stargazing.

Your journey to the center of the town doesn't take much of power nor time, but you make it to the shop with raspy breaths, you support your body on the brick wall of the shop to take your breath, and the moment you felt your heart beating calmer, you turn immediately to get inside. Maybe the journey itself wasn't tiring, but the excitement that overwhelmed you was the reason for this unstable heartbeat for sure.

You stand in a not quite long queue waiting for your turn, when your eyes meet his, he smiles at widest and waves at you. It's been a week since you last saw him, he told you about the north star he's been gazing at for a while, and you told him you were gazing at it on the exact same night, too.

The line moves a little, and in less than an hour, you're finally facing him, "what a good morning, y/n! How are you today?" he cheers the moment you step in front of him, he can't help the loud blush on his stretched cheeks, "I'm good, you?" you try to look more chill and calm, "well I'm doing great that I got to see you today, is there anything I could bring you?" but instead, your face turns absolutely red at his answer, his smile is brighter than the summer sun, his eyes are sparkling with unexplainable joy. "I-- I have this list..." you search through your pockets, you find the paper and hand it over to him, he knits his eyebrows, his honey brown eyes are popping out, "well, that's a long list, sure you have someone with you to carry all this stuff?" your pouted lips answer his question, shake your head, "but I... I think I can make it on my own--" you argue, "wait a second," he cuts you off and runs to the back of the store

He's back in a minute, and he's gathering all the goods you ordered from around the shop in an act that's cannot be described in less than a haste. You're surprised by how fast he looked around the place, picking bottles and herb jars off the shelves, flour and potato sacks, chocolate, cheese, and eggs are quickly packed, he seems excited, to your surprise, but you keep watching him, with amusement.

He brings the groceries on the counter, "did I forget anything?" he's panting, looking back at the list in his hand, you shake your head with a wide smile, "no, no, not at all, you did amazing, Tristan!" you couldn't stop the redness from growing on your cheeks, and the wide grin that always forms on your sight in his presence, he exhales a shaky laugh. He passes out of the counter and picks the sackcloth bags and bolsters them to his chest, "Tristan, what are you doing?" you're surprised again, "I'm walking you home, you thought I was gonna let you take them there yourself?" he passes you, and you had no other choice but to grab the last bag and the end of your dress and try to keep up with his pace.

You and Tristan have been best friends since you were children, but as both of you grew up, your lives kind of got separated, his shifts at the store and your house chores and studies weren't leaving space for you to be together, and all the time that was available for both of you was the time you meet him at the store. Result of this, you don't get to stargaze together anymore.

"I've been reading this book about the North Star, they call her Polaris sometimes," he starts as he slows his pace a little to align with you, he parts his lips as if he's about to speak, but smiles, "she's always there at night, and she's always shimmery and you can find her from anywhere in the world," he catches a glimpse of you before continuing, "but I think that North stars shouldn't always be in the sky among other stars," he has his eyes aimed forward, "sometimes it can refer to a person, someone who is an actual guide, or someone who is believing in you," you couldn't help but think of him.

Tristan has always been supportive to you, never turned you down, always encouraging you to do the things you love. You wanted to be an astronomer, and you are halfway to achieving your dream because of him, aside from you studying hard for this dream, he usually brings you books about astronomy on the days you meet him at the shop, he'd take rests just to read with you, even though he gets his little salary deducted, and you'd tell him that he needs this money, but still he'd stay there with you just to enjoy the couple minutes of you reading together.

Eventually you make it home, you both walk up the hill and you knock on your door, your mother greets you and takes the groceries and pays him after thanking him for his genuineness. "y/n?" you were entering your house and about to close the door, you stop and turn to look at him, "yes, Tristan?" you can feel your heart jumping against your ribs as you think about how soft his voice was when he called your name, "we haven't went stargazing together in like-- months, maybe years, can we-- do it tonight? I-- I need to show you something I discovered... It's a-- um... " his voice is shaky a little, he's nervous, and the little hairs of his bangs are sticking to his forehead of all the summer sweat, "yeah, yeah! Tonight, of course," you too are excited, you chuckle, "picnic, tonight?" you ask, "yeah! Sounds-- sounds great, yeah, picnic, yes! See you then!" he nods with a couple giggles and turns away. He looks back at you for a last time before he walks back down the hill.

You continue on with your day, preparing for the treat your family hosted, and it was a busy, stressful time, but thinking about ending your day with Tristan, doing the very thing you two love the most since you were kids — together again, it gave you a sudden relief that you will get your own treat after all.

But still, you couldn't help but think about how nervous Tristan was this morning, he was garbled, tripping over his own words. You know he cares about you, but you're his friend, you know this, even if you feel so much about him, even if you actually love all of him and wish to the stars every night that he finally becomes yours and forget about that Victoria who never cared for him as much as you do, that you're willing to give him your heart the moment he asks you for it, but in the end, you knew that he's your friend, and might never be more than this.

This saddens you, but either way, you would be happy for him being happy, because you love him, and the circle spins around in your head.

The night falls faster than you think, and you are done cleaning the dining table after the guests have left. You beg your parents to let you go with him like you two used to, and after minutes of unstoppable begs, they let you go with Tristan. You've already made his favorite strawberry and cream cheese pie, you put it in the basket along with the other sweet treats you spent your morning preparing for him, imagining his wide smile and rosy cheeks and his startled talk, appreciating how much effort you put into this.

Your mind wanders a little further, imagining how he would fondly caress your cheek, how he would tuck a stray strand of your hair behind your ear, how he would brush your lip with his thumb and, how sweet must his cherry colored lips would be, as he would join them with yours.

You exhale your thoughts out of your lungs, knowing how too far they are from reality, you pick up your basket and head outside, and walk all the way down the hill towards the wall, since it was your favorite spot to stargaze from.

You find Tristan sitting on the plaid picnic blanket, and in front of him was a dinner he prepared for the two of you, your favorite baked stuffed potatoes, and a bottle of peach champagne, you smile and rush at him. The hug was... Different, so different from how it used to feel, you've always hugged him as a friend of yours, your best friend, but how you feel now is so different, it ignites something in you, unlocks a new path of feelings, the no longer kids, the path of the three words and 'I want to spend the rest of my life with you'.

You both sit down and spread the goods over the sheet, and as you expected to be, Tristan is over the moon, he's appreciating each cookie you crafted individually, and how you beautifully braided the dough on the top of the strawberry and cream cheese pie, and how amazing the brownies you baked are. You are overwhelmed with his sweetness, and you can't help but replay the thing you thought of before you came here.

You two start your dinner, and finish with some pie and biscuits. He pours you a glass of champagne as you lift your head up to talk to your befriended stars, asking them for a sign, a guidance, something that will tell you if you should continue or back away and maybe end all this pain in your chest for good.

"y/n, your glass," it's a little tilted between your fingers, almost spilling the drink out of it, "you're looking at her, right?" he nudges you softly with his shoulder, you sigh a little chuckle as you stare at him, "Polaris, she's beautiful, I've always thought I could live there one day, among them," you look up again, holding the glass in your right hand while supporting your body to the left one.

You feel a warm caress on the skin of your left hand, you look down to see Tristan walking the buds of his fingertips over the back of your hand in a motion so delicate, you look up at him to find his eyes fixed on yours, in a new way you never witnessed before, a way which sparks something in you.

"Tristan?" you try, but his innocent deer eyes were locked with yours. "y/n, I..." he pauses again, lips parted, he looks at your mouth, your hand, then back into your eyes. By this moment, you were fully aware that whatever you've been fighting back might be true. You put your glass down on the rug, tilt your body to fully face him, his breath is shaky, "Tristan, is there anything wrong?" is the only thing you could say.

"y/n, that night I told you that I was gazing at the north star, it wasn't any north star, it was my own north star, it was you, y/n. You are my North Star." he holds your hands close to his chest as he gazes your eyes with his vast brownies and doe-like lashes, "I couldn't find better words, I'm lost... I'm lost within you... You are my star, I don't think I need to stare at the skies to seek the sparkling that I only find in your eyes," Tristan has always been troubled with how to explain his feelings, but at this very moment, he is confidently staring into your curious eyes, and saying these beautifully knitted words, that created a loving sweater for sure it warms your soul.

Your mouth drops open, maybe surprised of how fast your prayers were answered, or maybe because this was even more charming than you thought things would be, but you were amazed, no doubt. The edges of your lips are slightly stretched, but you were too amazed to express a whole smile. "I'm sorry, y/n, I know I shouldn't 've said tha--" it was your time to take the move, you silence him wrapping your lips around his, in a casual fashion, your eyelids fall closed and, so does he.

This was better than you had pictured, the kiss was tender like his innocent heart, his lips were soft, sweeter than cherries, citrus stinging the tip of your tongue as you taste the peach champagne on his lovesome lips, the toasted nuttiness are swirling along with the sweetness of the strawberry and cream, feeling your heart swelling with a new feeling that you never thought of before, is this what they call love? You're sure it is now.

You part away from him, hiding your face behind your palms, "damn me, I'm so sorry, Tristan, I thought--" he cups your cheeks in his hands, silencing you by simply looking into your eyes. "y/n, my beautiful star, I love you... And I want you to be my North Star forever, my very own Polaris, will you be my North Star?" his shiny honey irises stared back at yours, despite the dim lights you were soaked in, you could see the reflection of yourself in his vast eyes, and if you look closer enough, you might see the stars you never thought of.

You softly nod, and a smile stretches across both of your faces, "yes, I will, I love you, Tristan," you finally say it, and that's when his lips meet yours, and you both mesh in the adoration that was kept within, slow, little, sweet, tinder kisses that might have been sent from heavens and straight onto your lips.

You part once again but this time, both of you are sure of what you're feeling. "I can't believe I just kissed the most beautiful girl," he hides his face as it reddened, you couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable he is, you caress his cheek, resting his chin in your forehand, "as if you're not the most beautiful boy in this world," he chuckles.

"can I ask you a question?" he asks, after lying you under the blanket of the sparkling sky and peppering your cheeks with all the lovely kisses he kept all those years — for long minutes you lost the count of, "sure?" you snuggle in his arms to the warmth of his chiffon shirt, "we're not 'friends' anymore, right?" you shift your head and look at him with knitted eyebrows, "just making sure." he chuckles.

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