This book will gather the drabbles and ficlets I want to publish. Some will be parts of a series, some will be stand-alone, but all will be Troyler! *throws glitter* - Expect mature content! -

Tyler Oakley has been living in New York for 5 years. He didn't have the most ideal life but he seemed content to be living in his dream city surrounded by his friends. He loved all aspect of it, from being able to walk to any part of the city to having Delis that doesn't have a credit card limit. It was heaven for him. With all kinds of people from all around the world flocking to New York, you will hardly meet the same person twice. But for Tyler, he doesn't seemed to have that luxury. What kind of situation will he chance upon? A OneShot that pans into 7 parts. Warning: Slight swearing Description: Romantic Comedy and SMUT. Status: Completed

Meet Troye: faking it until he makes it, new to the music scene and about to be dropped from his label unless he can pull some sort of album together in the next few months. Now meet Tyler: obsessed with turning everything into a game he can win, a self-proclaimed heart-breaker, and most famous for sleeping with every halfway-decent looking man in LA. They couldn't be more different if they tried, but life's dealt both of them a hard hand, and heart-breakers attract the heart-broken. Tyler might not believe in real love, but when he meets Troye, the kid with the blue eyes, strong quiff game and the ugliest car that Tyler's ever seen, it's hard to stay away. He's never met someone quite like Troye before, but at the end of the day it's just a game, right? A split coffee and a handful of change later, and they hit the ground running. Tyler's never stayed with as anyone long as this before, but could they ever work? Not if Troye keeps trying to show Tyler that there's more than the string of one-night stands he's become accustomed to. Not if Tyler keeps tripping Troye up at every opportunity just to prove how very much he doesn't care. Not if they keep trying to crash the goddamn car. MATURE THEMES

•HUGE SMUT WARNING LOL• Soooo another troyler teacherxstudent fanfic. Troye is the school's slut, the guy everybody wants. You'll probably find him in the guys' restroom with another random boy. Tyler is a teacher in his high school, and he is absolutely done with Troye for never being in his lessons. So what'll happen when Troye accepts taking private lessons with the blue haired teacher? ------- English is my second language so sorry if it sucks. Dubai.

'Money makes the world go around.' If the saying's true then why does Troye Sivan feel like everything's going in slow motion? He has enough money to never work a day in his life and still live in luxury but apparently that's not the secret to being happy. Troye Sivan is the opposite of happy. He's a spoilt brat. Nothing in the universe could change that fact, but that's okay, because Tyler finds it quite endearing.

Tyler Oakley and Troye Sivan have been best friends ever since second grade, when Tyler asked Troye to be his valentine. Every following year they'd ended up as each others valentines, in some way or another. But both of these boys had real, unearthed feeling for each other, and being each other's valentine as a "friend" was not helping. With mutual hidden (and denied) crushes, will either of them ever pluck up the courage to ask the other out? (You know, not on valentines day?)

Alfie really wants to find his fiancé. Connor has tattoos and lives in a tree. Troye has a habit of getting into a shit load of trouble and never knowing what's going on. And Tyler is a green eyes that's dangerous and captivating. (Or the AU where the world has turned to shit, Tyler is a mystical creature, Connor holds Troye up at gun point, and Troye is stuck in a big mess that he has no idea how to get out of.) Warning: please be cautious of reading this for it contains the following: terrible swearing, bad puns, angst, non-con, smutty smut, fluffy fluff, and overall it's an awful story that I highly recommend reading. -m

A near fatal collision, a week long coma, and a man who wakes up with no recollection of what had happened six nights ago. Or the past five years of his life, for that matter. "You're my husband.. aren't you?" minor trigger warning, possibly smut. unadulterated romance. (+ a bit of angst and drama and humour, too.) ( © ) by saaachie