Tyler gets an invite to a private sex party, but in a room full of people he finds himself transfixed with one beautiful, perfect stranger. "His body was aglow like a devilish, scandalous angel as his body shook with the pleasure, bathed in the glow from the chandelier above. He was lavished, adored, and everyone seemed to want him." (2 parts one-shot)

What if you could hear them? The thoughts they deigned not reasonable enough to say out loud, the things not suitable for even a giggly teenage gossip conversation. Would it be a blessing or a curse? Troye, the unlucky teenager bestowed with this 'gift', thinks of it as a curse, with good reason. Do you know how hard it is to keep a relationship with someone when you know exactly what they think of you? Impossible. It's impossible. Or at least that's what Troye thinks, considering he's given up on even trying to make it work. He's different, people shun different. People hate different. And it's better to go under the radar, to be nothing, than to be hated. Right? Tyler, on the other hand, has taken a different approach to a similar problem. No, he can't 'read minds', but he does have a part of himself he doesn't want a soul to know about. He's quarterback, every girl's dream guy, an academic mastermind, and he's also gay. He's seen how different kids get treated, hell, he's been the one to treat them that way before. Why on Earth would he ever wish that on himself? No, it's easier to hide, to be someone you're not, than to be hated. Right?

Based off of The Selection by Kiera Cass. Tyler Oakley is the Prince of Illéa, a kingdom in a dystopian future, and is soon to be crowned King in his father's footsteps. In order for him to finally take his father's place, however, he needs a Queen to rule the nation with him. So, as per tradition, his parents announced the beginning of the Selection, a gathering of a woman of age from every province to compete for Tyler's hand in marriage. But here's the catch: Maybe Tyler doesn't want a Queen. Troye Sivan Mellet is an orphaned servant, who's been working at the palace from a young age. He's tried to keep himself under the radar - you have to, when you're gay in a land with a homophobic royal family - but what happens when one day, the usual Apprentice for the Prince is out sick, and Troye has to take his place? And what happens when, after Troye gets personally noticed by Prince Tyler Oakley of Illéa himself, Tyler doesn't stop noticing him? Some abuse. Murder. Maybe smut.

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

"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**

Set in Autumn 2016. Troye has a year-long working visa allowing him to live in America with Tyler. The issue of Troye's fast-expiring visa has the two men remembering the development of their relationship, and with their memories come several thoughts to consider. Mature content warning. 18+ No self harm or abuse. Written in 2014. On hold due to health issues. More status details in my bio.

It's just too easy to expect that self-proclaimed homophobes (like Troye Sivan) and a homosexuals themselves (like Tyler Oakley) could never get along. Not even mindless vengeful plans or diabolic fake babies or constant mockery or accidental not-dates or attempts to make each other's lives a living hell could force a decent acquaintanceship upon them, much less was there a chance that they'd develop weird yet genuine relationships and feelings that definitely crosses the border of friendship. It would definitely take a million wishes and miracles just for them to like each other. ..right? Entirety of story is fictional; characters are real life people. There will be unacceptable name callings, swearing, labelling, homophobia, sexuality issues, possible smut. If you are triggered by this, please exit for your own good. I do not condone nor discourage anything in this story. Enjoy reading! ( © ) [ saaachie | June 2014 ]

A month ago, Troye got a call inviting him to participate in the Youtuber Project, a sort of Big Brother for Youtubers. However, he soon discovers that the housemates he is put up against are some of his closest friends. One is even a little more than a friend. Is 1 million dollars worth losing the love of his life, or will love conquer all?

So now that Troye and Tyler are married, have their own house and Tyler even has a job, what happens? Do they decide to have a family?

"For Troye’s seventeenth birthday he gets driving lessons. Well actually more importantly, he gets Tyler Oakley." Troye Sivan has never been in love before. In fact he has only ever been in love with his laptop. Until a quirky blonde ends up driving him crazy.