yellow • tracob
he's just so pretty. [filmkid!jacob, musickid!troye]
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pull the trigger
"that's right, just leave me here... alone... just like i knew you would." {tracob}
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cheap bodies
"no," troye spat, pushing himself as far away from jacob as he could. "you're no different than the rest of them! i thought you were different, b-but you're not!" "troye-please-" jacob gasped. but it was too late. troye was gone. {a tracob texting fic}
Mature -
vinyls - tracob
where jacob works in a music store and troye gets abused sometimes. dom!jacob fem!troye
Completed -
misty eyes - tracob
"you're so tiny," he mutters. "my tiny boy." [warning: some triggering content]
Mature -
where are we? // tracob
"He kissed my lips gently, closing his eyes and pulling my waist towards him. This kiss was soft and he tasted like sex and vodka. We just kinda stood there, on the lamp-lit sidewalk at 12:53pm on a warm night, gently kissing and soaking up each other's love."
