«You're pretty dirty for a catholic girl,» he smirks. So I say, «Shut up. You wish you could eat me.» © copyright 2017. ẍ ⚠️ a n e c d o t a l

"mum!" "i want this!" "no! i want this!" i fuss, throwing a fit in the middle of the mall. foot stomping, shoulder shaking, flushed cheeks, i went all out. "quit it tok! or i'm gonna call krampus on you!" dad scolds. never did i think he actually would.

"troye sivan, you've been served." the man in a black coat says, handing me a folder. i clench my jaw, taking it. "all i did was spill a coffee on the bloke, it's not like i fucked his mother in hindsight."

two boys, Red Bull, and subtle confessions (Boyxboy)

troye mellet is a thief, and a damn good one at that. most have heard of him. most don't understand him. and jacob bixenman is the fbi agent who can never seem to catch him.

just take my hand and hold your pretty head high. we can do this, you and me.

(not mine!!!!! written by iwillpaintasongforlou on ao3. larry changed to tracob⭐️) Jacob is a psychology student with a tattoo count as high as his genius IQ. Troye is in a (sort-of) relationship with a homophobic man and hates himself a little more every day. Things fall apart and Jacob puts him back together. Or, the one in which Jacob falls in love with a fragile boy and tells him every beautiful truth in the world, as long as it makes him happy. 🌹🌹🌹

stockholm syndrome 1. an emotional attachment to a captor formed by a hostage as a result of continuous stress, dependence, and a need to cooperate for survival.

mostly smut

originally a joshler fic by holdingontojish