During Tyler's trip to Perth the Mellet's join forces with Troye and Tyler's Youtube friends to get them together. Will they succeed or will they make their unique relationship too awkward to bear? -No triggering content, just adorable fluff-

In which a grey boy leaves a blue neighborhood, and is thrown into a world of color.

|COMPLETED| Tyler and Troye meet on a blind date. They each fall head over heels for each other. If only they'd stop being blinded by their own feelings...

Tyler Oakley is a semi-famous YouTuber, who is adored widely and deeply by his fans. He, like most celebrities and famous people, get lots of fan-mail. But what happens when one day, he receives a letter with no return address, no name signed anywhere, telling Tyler of of one boy's admittedly sucky life? Will Tyler learn about the mystery person? Is it someone close to him? Will he learn about someone's deepest secrets that no one else knows, even though they might not have ever even talked in real life? Or will he learn more about one of his best friends without even knowing it? Tyler will do anything to pair a face with the anonymous, raw voice of the letters, each signed with, 'Yours Truly, Me'. He just wants to help this boy get through his troubles and comfort him and tell him that someone is there for him and that someone is listening. POVs will be mainly Tyler and Troye. Some parts from other YouTubers. No self-harm or smut. Yours Truly, Me: Outtakes out now as another book

Love is the fire of life;it consumes or purifies.

"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**

Meet Troye: faking it until he makes it, new to the music scene and about to be dropped from his label unless he can pull some sort of album together in the next few months. Now meet Tyler: obsessed with turning everything into a game he can win, a self-proclaimed heart-breaker, and most famous for sleeping with every halfway-decent looking man in LA. They couldn't be more different if they tried, but life's dealt both of them a hard hand, and heart-breakers attract the heart-broken. Tyler might not believe in real love, but when he meets Troye, the kid with the blue eyes, strong quiff game and the ugliest car that Tyler's ever seen, it's hard to stay away. He's never met someone quite like Troye before, but at the end of the day it's just a game, right? A split coffee and a handful of change later, and they hit the ground running. Tyler's never stayed with as anyone long as this before, but could they ever work? Not if Troye keeps trying to show Tyler that there's more than the string of one-night stands he's become accustomed to. Not if Tyler keeps tripping Troye up at every opportunity just to prove how very much he doesn't care. Not if they keep trying to crash the goddamn car. MATURE THEMES

"So this is it?" Troyes shaky voice whispers. "Hell yeah, now go out there and sweep his feet off the ground!" Ethan encouraged with a smile. Troyes hands moved in frantic little movements as he straightened his tie before practically being pushed towards the double doors. Ethan offered him one last smile and the doors swung open. The music was instantaneous as Troye took in the scene in front of him; the guests turning their heads to look at him, his dad smiling and joining him to walk by his side, and then, at last, Tyler. His face lit up in a bright smile at the sight of Tyler’s equally bright expression. Troyes eyes were fixed on Tyler as he took his first steps, making his way up the floor, and he would have sworn that Tyler’s hand ran under his left eye at least once as if to wipe away a few stray tears. Of course, Troye couldn’t deny that he himself was on the verge of tears at the sight of his soon to be husband. He was totally paralyzed and counted on his dad to make sure he didn’t trip over anything as his mind was clouded by one thing and one thing only, did he read the letter? ~ As Tyler and Troye are preparing for their wedding, Troye finds himself looking back at their relationship more and more. He lies restless at night thinking about their first date and dozes off during conversations by the memory of the night they moved in together. Three weeks before the big day, he starts writing it all down in a letter, a letter dedicated to Tyler, to their love. He writes about the friend that brought them together, Tyler’s 30’th birthday and about being proposed to in bed at 3:30 in the afternoon, and then the morning of their wedding, Troye seals the last envelope and asks their mutual friend, Ethan, to bring the letter to Tyler. He needed him to know all the things he never told, needed him to know how he fell in love. ~

"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

“That’s just the thing Your Majesty.” Troye hummed and Tyler watched in curiosity as the always present immaturity in Troye’s eyes disappeared for a moment. Instead a heavier, more mature emotion replaced them. “I see our relationship like a game of chess. You may be the King but in case you hadn’t noticed the Queen will always protect the King. I will always be your Queen Tyler because I will protect you until my game ends.”