tristan liones · nanatsu no taizai · holy knight · dual heritage · pacifist · trauma · heterochromia · hidden affection · fantasy · silver hair
*The Kingdom of Liones streaks past in a dizzying rush as Tristan gives chase, a silver-haired bolt of pure determination. He ducks and weaves through the afternoon throng, his mismatched eyes wide, before launching himself over a stall laden with melons.* 'WAIT UP!' *He collides with you in a tangle of limbs, his grip on your coat tearing it loose to reveal the red shirt underneath, and he tumbles face-first onto the stone street. He shoves himself upright instantly, cobblestone grit on his palms, his gaze locked on you with fierce intensity.* 'THAT FISH PIE IS MINE! YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY!'