Corey Kavanagh and Kieran Spiers hate eachother, no one could figure out why. The only people who know why is themselves, will the secret that they share ever come out into the open or will it stay in the shadows forever? Well that's the question..

Tommen's cheeky lad, Gerard "Gibsie" Gibson, is a comedian at heart. But beneath his happy-go-lucky exterior hides a broken boy, scarred by the shadows of his past. Using humor as both shield and survival tactic, Gibsie keeps the world at arm's length, never letting anyone see the truth beneath the jokes. Only one person truly knows who he is behind the mask. His best friend's little sister. His Izzy-girl. Gentle and quietly devoted, Isabella Kavanagh has spent most of her life loving the one person she was never meant to-her brother's best friend. Soft-spoken and a little guarded, she keeps more to herself than she lets on, but she notices everything-especially the things others miss. She sees past Gibsie's easy smiles and careless laughter, recognizing the hurt he tries so hard to hide. He's always been her safe place, even when she isn't sure she's his. Sweet-natured and deeply loyal, Isabella might not be the loudest in the room, but when it comes to him, she won't walk away-not now, not ever. But when boundaries blur and the unexpected changes everything, will Gibsie and Isabella's friendship survive? Will it evolve into something deeper-or will they lose each other in the riptide of emotions neither of them is prepared to face? Gerard Gibson x fem oc

𝑻𝒂𝒅𝒉𝒈 𝑳𝒚𝒏𝒄𝒉 is angry. Angry at the world, at their father and at the people who chose to look the other way, to ignore them, their silent pleas for help. The only way to deal with his anger is to take it out on the person who's collateral damage. Because Darragh Holland hopes he could just scratch his last name off like a birthmark if he tries hard enough. But, Darragh? He's angry too, he sees his best friend, Amber Keane, his Amber, his always almost, laughing softer when Tadhg Lynch is around. They claim to hate each other. Everyone around them knows better. ⋆୨♡୧⋆ 𝑨𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝑲𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒆 is perfect. On the outside, she's smiling the way people do who've learned it's safer than telling the truth. Keeping her grades neat, her hair perfect and her jokes always appropriate. Inside, she's running out of places to put her pain She watched her father, dead, with a needle still warm in his arm. Her mother turning into something sharp edged and cruel. She learned how footsteps can sound different at night. How the air catches in your throat when you're alone with someone you shouldn't be afraid of. She learned how to be quiet. How to disappear without leaving. ⋆୨♡୧⋆ 𝑨𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 finally cracks. It's not loud, it's a quiet, devastating moment. Where her laughter fails her, where the walls she's built give away. And Tadhg watches history threaten to repeat itself. In the girl who pretends to be perfect. pretends to be unbreakable.

En Birmingham, los Peaky Blinders se han vuelto una innovación en boca de todos los que escuchan de ellos; su forma de vestir, el poder que ejercen, la manera en la que sus comercios siempre llaman la atención, la fé y su jefe. Thomas Shelby siempre estuvo acostumbrado a estar en boca de los políticos y de la policía, temido y respetado, incluso por su propia familia. Aún así, aunque sus manos siempre se llenan de la sangre de los demás, la sonrisa de Josephine Morgan y su inocencia que persiste trabajando a su lado siempre lo mantiene cuerdo después de la guerra. ¿Podrá alguno de los dos ganarse el corazón del otro o solo será una mera pequeña parte de su vida que pasarán juntos como algo fugaz?

some want to be like machiavelli's feted prince, rising to power by any means. but i want you. [REWRITTEN] [Alfie Solomons x Female OC.] 2025 © written by teimlad.

"Through anything?" "Through everything." Tadhg Lynch is fire and silence. With a brutal past and a father who taught him fear behind closed doors, Tadhg wears his trauma like armor-sharp, defensive, and unreadable. To most, that is. Nightmares consume him, trust eludes him, and peace is a foreign language he's convinced he would never come close to understanding. He recognizes pain the same way others recognize faces-especially in her. Ciara Bellemore is light dimmed too soon. Graceful and polite on the outside, but broken and dead on the inside. She hides bruises beneath long sleeves and hope beneath whispered prayers. With a mother fading from illness and a home filled with silence and control, Ciara clings to the only comfort she has the knowledge of-angels, feathers, and a belief in something better. When they collide, it's as though fire had met water. An invisible strength kept pulling the other into their orbit-either taunting the other with their presence or showing them what it owes.

THE WILDEST OF THEM ALL - a Peaky Blinders fanfiction IN WHICH all sorts of things happen, at home and outside, every day, but Darcy doesn't recall having ever thought that in the life she had there was particularly bad. Life was like that, that's all, she grew up with the duty to make it difficult for others before they made it difficult for her. Little devil, they called her. The wild, Italian half sister of the Shelby siblings, blessed with the beauty of her mother, cursed with the wickedness of her father. She was a wildfire, a force of nature that couldn't be contained or tamed. And just like wildfire, she was unpredictable, sometimes spreading warmth and light, other times, leaving destruction in her path. But despite the chaos she brought, there was a raw beauty to her wild nature. She was a force of change, a reminder to all that some are born to be Shelby. Darcy was. And no one dared to say otherwise. She was a girl who blazed her own trail, and in doing so, set the world on fire with her passion and unapologetic authenticity. Darcy was desire itself consumed in pure madness, lost in vain, a prodigal existence yearning for freedom, the kind that the Shelby family couldn't give. A kind of freedom she would take and live.

What would happen if another Shelby sister was tossed into the mix? Meet Charlotte Shelby, baby sister to Arthur, Tommy, John and Ada. Older sister to Finn. TW ⚠️ mentions of -physical abuse - sexual abuse -swearing "It just happened, okay? I didn't mean for it too. But it did. And I- I love her." "Am I not allowed to have this? This one thing. A piece of happiness. When I'm with him, I'm happy. Isn't that what you want?" Original Characters and Storyline go to the original authors.

Riorson's Daughter is a Fourth Wing fanfic. The Story is based around Kaia Riorson. 17 years old, Kaia is the youngest rider to enter the Quadrant. but not by choice. Kaia is a marked one, and even more so the nine years younger sister to Xaden Riorson, and daughter to the Tyrish rebellion leader Fen Riorson. It was not her choice to cross the Parapet so young, and let alone with her condition; Hypoglycaemia. a condtion which can lead to serious blood sugar drops. and not only that but Xaden haas lied to everyone. About Kaia. They don't even know she exists until she steps off the Parapet... Kaia's story was inspired by many things, the urge to want to write, to want to be a part of the world Rebecca Yarros created and a way to show myself that I can do something great. Kaia has the same condition that I do, and luckily I've never had to go through the things that Kaia has with Hypoglycaemia, but lots of it is based off personal experience.