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?

At the age of 16 we got this crazy idea to take a road trip around the United States once we had both turned 21. If you would have asked our parents back then if it would happen, I bet you they would have said no. But here we are, I am turning 21 tonight and next week Tyler and I are leaving on an adventure of a lifetime. Just me, Tyler and my little 2012 Chevy. *No self harm* *Possibility of smut if I ever get up the nerve* *I have no idea what will happen its going to be a long one so buckle up and come along for the ride*

Series (hopefully) of oneshots based on Tyler Oakley and Troye Sivan living together. I guess that makes this a book of AUs but it's up to you to decide if they're Youtubers or not and any of their background info. None of the stories are connected but hopefully they'll be put in order once there are enough.

"I loved his mouth; his thin pink lips that so often curled up at the corners to reveal his amazing pearly whites. The same lips that whispered my name softly while those wonderful teeth grazed my earlobe on drunken nights at friends’, when he wanted to get my attention to take him home to bed. My stomach clenched at the memories. The memories of Tyler’s lips on mine after stumbling through his apartment door. The memories of his chest pressed against me; his heart beating so hard against his rib cage I couldn’t tell if it was his or mine. The memories of him pushing me backwards onto his bed as he crawled onto me; hungrily dragging his teeth across the sensitive spot on my neck that he only remembered when he had whiskey on his breath. The memories that only I held every morning after, when Tyler woke up with a pounding headache, hoarsely asking me what had happened the night before. " *Warning - There is some cringe-worthy first time smut in the earlier chapters... so be prepared for that. But it gets better, I promise*

After playlist tri-state, Troye finally goes to michigan to meet Queen Jackie. And then there's a whole bunch of shit that goes down. I suck at descriptions. Just read the book.

For Tyler Oakley, collage is a living hell. Bullies, idiots and frankly just Nash Grier in general. But what happens when he meets someone who won't judge him for what he can't change. Someone who might just have feelings for. Someone who will show him the Truth

"What do you want from me?" I whisper, my voice low and strangled. Tyler stares back at me with empty black eyes. His tongue glides over bloodied lips before a sadistic smile spreads across his face. Long slim fingers curl around my cheek. "Can you guess?" he asks as his thumb leaves a trail of crimson along my hair line. My eyelids close against my will and I lean into his touch. "Mmm," I sigh before remembering his question. I force my brain to ignore the warmth swelling in my chest from his touch and focus on an answer. "My blood?" He chuckles darkly and leans in close until his nose tickles my ear. "I'm not a vampire, Troye," he breathes. "Then what are you?" I choke out as my body begins to shake in fear. Tyler may not be a vampire, but he sure as hell isn't human. "What do you want?" "Your soul." My blood seems to freeze in my veins. "M-my soul?" His mouth curls up in response. "Why me? Why my soul?" "You have a strangely beautiful soul, Troye Sivan. And I'm hungry."

AU fan-fic based on an illicit attraction between Troye Sivan and Tyler Oakley, each of whom have their own secrets. SMUT warning. NO self harm or sexual abuse. Written by AriellaHunter. Cover by CoffeeNoFilter

Who knows what will happen when Troye comes go LA? What will happen when Tyler realizes that he has feelings for Troye? Read as this story unfolds. *this story is written by two people, one will be writing Troye's POV's @ashlynb27 and in Tyler's @troylervjj*

Tyler Oakley and Troye Sivan met a year ago at Playlist Live and nothing has ever been the same. Millions ship them as a couple called a troyler. What will happen if they fall in love? Will they tell their fans? How will everyone react? Most importantly, what happens behind the scenes?