Tyler is a Fire. He's a hot-headed student who seems to do well without trying. Troye is a Water. He wants to do well but he'll just go with the flow if it's more convenient. In a school where those with elemental powers are gathered, in a society where they are shunned, they can't help but anger one another. With see...
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...
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
"Even though you are a demon, the bloody antichrist, you are warm and you are my light. And I know that in this hellish eternity, I'll be ok. I'll be with you." //Sequel to The Midnight Man// probably will never finish
"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...
Just some Troyler one-shots :) (send me requests for one-shots if you have something you wanna see)
Troye Sivan had known Tyler Oakley for 9 years, and had been in love with him for 7. Through 7 years of unwanted feelings of affection in his heart and suffocating heartbreaks, he now desperately wants to let go. But he also wants Tyler to stop him from walking away. ( © ) warning:angst. heavy angst. mentions of deat...
