a group chat on twitter brings two boys together.

[completed] two strangers are stuck on an elevator on a rainy monday morning. confessions ensue. ; copyright © 2016

love in the concrete jungle.

dan is the best man at phil's wedding ; copyright © 2016

"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}

an art student, a musician, a new york city café. [tsm + jtb]

dear maya, you will never see this, not until the day i die, and maybe not even then. but these letters are from me to you, to show how i really feel when you're too wrapped up in your boyfriend to realize you're destroying me. you're the only girl i've ever known that could pull off love of my life and bane of my existence at the same time. dear maya, can't you see i'm in love with you?

troye & jacob

troye has a friend. her name is poppy. few sentences per chapter [focus of story isn't tracob] 🌸🌸 © toofacedtroye 2016

the stars and moon remind me of you triggering |based on the album by soak|