Tronnorfanfic Stories

Connor has often wondered about the boy who sits in the corner of his favourite coffeehouse, until one day he finds that boy sitting in his usual booth...love story ensues. (Horribly inconsistent updates...I'm sorry!!)

For the one Connor see's but too shy to interact with.

The one with acute depression, pink tiled bathrooms, chromed headphones, a ratchet old car, a blue eyed boy with big dreams and a boy with sad green eyes who looked for someone to fill a void a little black kitten on the side of the road and grungy high school with a terrible mold problem. (The point of view of this story will shift between 1st, and 3rd. And between people sometimes, also I'm sorry my writing style changed partway through the book I'm lame and I can never stick to an idea)

EDITING/REWRITING Connor and Troye met back in high school, but they weren't expecting to meet up ever again.

Connor decides to go to a party for his best friend Troye boyfriends. But what happens when Troye falls in love with someone else.

Small stories about two boys named Connor Franta and Troye Sivan that are in love, were in love, or that will fall in love. Along the way there are many surprises. Enjoy

completed✔️ - connor always thought he needed nicotine in his life to be happy until he met troye.

Not every Prince wants a Princess

TRONNOR AU It's been 4 years. 4 years since Troye last spoke to his former best friend, Connor. Best friends since 5 years old, they where friends until Connor moved away to America the year before they would start high school. High school started and even with the skype calls, they slowly became to different and naturally drifted apart. Year 13, the last year of high school Connor has moved back. Allot has changed. Troye has changed. Connor has changed. Allot can happen in 4 years. OVERUSED STORY LINE BUT I PROMISE I'M ADDING A BUNCH OF OTHER STUFF TO MAKE IT MORE INTERESTING. Saudade: 1. A longing for something or someone you love, but which is gone/lost/dead.

“You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.” ― Oscar Wilde

It's not as it seems. (Mentions sexual acts and slight graphic language) -finished 07.15.16-

" before and after you see this, you'll probably be crying but that's okay. I don't need you to worry about me. It's not like this hasn't happened before. I had to make this short because I'm probably wasting my time. good wishes to you all and have fun!" - sincerely, your fuck up of a companion, Connor

•.Will Connor build up the courage to come out to him best friend and crush, Troye, or will his feelings stay padlocked and hidden away forever?.•

A collection of moments that may only ever occur once.

What if the first words your soulmate says to you are tattooed to your wrist until you meet them. Well for Troye the word "help" has been on his wrist since he was born and it has always confused him. Why would someone who doesn't know him ask for help. Well it all starts to make sense when he meets Connor. What does Connor do that will bring them together?

- Tronnor oneshots -

Ayyyoo! My name is Arnando and this is my first novel on my new channel - So I thought to myself - Why not make it a Tronnor fanfic? I have HUGE ideas and plots in mind for this story, and hopefully it'll be a success. Get ready for some emotional, tragic, humorous and nail-biting stuff. Enjoy xx

This is a collection of different YouTube one shots. Mostly ships, like Phan, Jaspar, Troyler, Tronner, Zalfie, ect. REQUESTS OPEN! Just message me! MAYBE SMUT WARNING! i dunno yet^^ Cover by- @ProphecyCK

connor franta thought he knew everything there was to know about the residents of the slow little town of ivywood, pennsylvania. troye mellet thought that he'd never know what it felt like to be home, especially oceans away from half of his family. when two hearts that shouldn't have anything in common manage to collide, they're both proven wrong. candid polaroids, kisses beneath whispering trees, baby goats, and lovingly painted constellations follow.