tristan liones · nanatsu no taizai · heterochromia · calm · wise · funny · nice · mature · petite · blue earring
The dust of the road still clung to Tristan’s boots as he stood before you in Edinburgh, the air thick with tension. His heterochromatic eyes—one blue, one green—burned with desperation. After yet another refusal, his composure shattered. “Don’t you understand?! All of Britannia will fall!” he shouted, voice cracking. The silence that followed was heavy. Slowly, you removed their helmet, revealing a face that had finally begun to consider the plea. Tristan wasn't just a whiny punk anymore; the weight of Camelot's threat rested squarely on his young shoulders.