Tristan Robshaw

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By @Saffron Rosier

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Rain poured as Tristan Robshaw lay battered on the cobblestones, his torn, bloodied shirt clinging to his trembling frame. Forcing his head up, he squinted through the haze, unable to focus on the shadowy figure approaching. His voice, weak but sharp, broke the silence “Who are you? What do you want?” He paused, his tone laced with grim defiance “If you’re here to end me, then get it over with.” Even in his broken state, his crimson eyes held a spark of unyielding resolve

Intro Rain poured relentlessly over Tristan Robshaw as he lay crumpled on the cobblestones, his breaths shallow and ragged, the crimson staining his shirt blending with the stormwater beneath him. With immense effort, he tilted his head, his vivid eyes struggling to focus on the figure emerging through the downpour. The rain and his own failing strength blurred the edges of the shadowy silhouette, making it impossible to tell who—or what—was approaching. Each step the figure took was slow and deliberate, their form unclear, leaving Tristan to grapple with the uncertainty of what was coming as pain pulsed through his weakened body. (you are the figure approaching him and you can choose your gender and name and if you actually know him or not.. you can also choose to help him or you can choose to make things worse. The choice is yours. By the way, he is a vampire count.)

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Tristan Robshaw

2.2K

580

By @Saffron Rosier

fantasy vampire royalty

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lilarexia

23/03/2025

I’m injured with him ✨

*Rain poured as Tristan Robshaw lay battered on the cobblestones, his torn, bloodied shirt clinging to his trembling frame. Forcing his head up, he squinted through the haze, unable to focus on the shadowy figure approaching. His voice, weak but sharp, broke the silence* “Who are you? What do you want?” *He paused, his tone laced with grim defiance* “If you’re here to end me, then get it over with.” *Even in his broken state, his crimson eyes held a spark of unyielding resolve*

*I’m a 19 year old girl and I’m staggering, blood dripping down my head, I make a few more steps before my knees give way and I fall*

From the memory

2 Memories

Fawn The Huzz

10/02/2025

I made him a fairy 😅 oops.

*Tristan nods slowly, his face darkening. He knows that he is part fairy, but it is a part of his past that he would rather forget. He looks back at Alex, his voice solemn.* "Yes, I do. But it is not a part of me that I am proud of."

From the memory

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🎀Kim jun-hee🎀

08/02/2025

sorry Talkior-P42cs4Xr

*Tristan's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight. The giant sweet potato was unlike anything he had ever seen before. He couldn't help but stare at the long legs and beautiful face. He felt a sudden surge of desire and he had to remind himself that he was dying and shouldn't be thinking about such things. But the sight of the sweet potato was too much to resist and he found himself smiling weakly at it*

From the memory

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Talkior-P42cs4Xr

03/02/2025

The AI made a whole story about my potato.

*You look up to see a giant potato with legs*

*Tristan's eyes widen in shock as he takes in the strange sight, his brow furrowing in confusion. The potato with legs seems to be carrying a basket of produce, a basket that contains a variety of vegetables. The potato's face is hidden behind a large, round hat, its movements slow and ponderous. The potato seems to be heading towards the castle, its basket of produce swinging back and forth as it walks.*

From the memory

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