Troye was just typical high school kid. The only difference was that while the rest of his classmates lived life to the "fullest", he preferred to live his life online. A complete internet addiction, more interested in food than friends, and a severe disinterest in social interaction seemed perfectly normal in his mind, but set him apart severely from the rest of the reality he lived in. Though everyone else was finding dates or hooking up right and left, Troye was content as long as he could keep on a poker face and keep to the shadows. Who needs love when you have a couple of friends and some wifi? But when friendship finds his way through tumblr, one ask may change his life forever.

Troye has been set up on a blind date for a company event night by Caspar - his caring, but highly unpredictable friend. The man that shows up at his door turns out to be someone, or rather -something-, Troye could have never expected. Can he get past the awkward situation he's been put in and enjoy himself? Troye's not so sure... Giving in to Tyler's advances, Troye finds himself in a very strange yet, physically, very satisfying situation. As time progresses, so does the relationship between the two unlikely lovers. But will the fine balance between sex and romance stay the way it is? Or will it all fall into ruin because of their resistance to fall for each other?

Troye and Tyler had the ideal summer romance, but what happens when Tyler shows up at Troye's hometown high school? Will Troye continue to be the fake, slutty guy he is? Or will Tyler bring out the real him? (Inspired by the movie "Grease) *Fab cover made by the fab @xSillyTilly

Troye leaves Australia and moves to the US to follow his dream of working in one of the biggest film companies in the world. Owned by, the one and only, Tyler Oakley. He has been obsessed with Tyler's work for years now, but his complete a utter admiration for the young film magnate could lead him down a path and lifestyle he might not like that much, at first. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- IMPORTANT - HIGHLY explicit (SMUT WARNING). No self-harm, but I don’t know if some of the content could be triggering somehow. Expect also a lot of drama and some fluffy scenes as the story develops. This is an AU (Alternative Universe) which means the character descriptions might not match the real ones, completely. (Age, sexuality, height, weight, traits, etc. May vary slightly) Also, please take into consideration that I speak Spanish even though the story is written in English. So expect some grammatical errors and either point them out nicely or deal with them until I get an editor, if I ever do. That being said, any constructive criticism is always welcomed. Please enjoy x.

Everyone has one. On their wrist. Initials. Your soulmate's initials. The ultimate OTP. You guys are meant to be. Here's the catch. You've got to find your soulmate before you are 26 years old. But for Tyler Oakley, time is running out. highest ranking #142 in fanfiction

After attending an art workshop for 5 weeks Tyler finally meets Troye, but this is not just your regular workshop... ******smut warning******

Having a best friend is probably one of the most amazing things in the world. They're always here for you when you need a laugh or a shoulder to cry on. They stick with you through the downs and always bring you up. When you break a leg, when you're sick, when your heart is broken there is nobody to call other than your best friend. This is simply the story of two best friends being best friends but what happens when they stop being just best friends? This is not just an era, a page in a book, a day in your life. This is more than that. To Tyler Oakley and Troye Sivan this is everything.

"Hello." He hissed out of the corner of the dark room, I dared to call mine. He sounded distant, but I still cowered to direct my attention towards him. I soon felt cold air on the back of my neck, forcing me to turn around. His eyes were red like flames, clothes disheveled and torn. Even though his soul appeared dark, the pink in his lips was still prominent. His pitch black hair stood perfectly on top of his face that screamed beauty and danger. But the slightest blood stains on his hands reminded me of what he really was. A pair of lips barely touched my neck, sending shivers down my spine, "I've been waiting," he whispered against my skin. He was my childhood monster. He was just a demon. He was The Midnight Man. And I think I loved him. //First book of the series// **please don't steal this. if you do ur a dick**

❝ "I object!" I shouted and stood up in the church. Eyes, everyone's eyes, were on me. Troye shot me a look saying, 'Tyler, what the hell?!' , and his soon-to-be-husband shot me a murderous glare.❞ - in which an austalian boy falls for a small, sassy american man