IN WHICH... johnny kavanagh meets charlotte biggs, and everything changes. "he was sunshine, i was midnight rain."

ೀ ˚✧. ❝ see it in my mind, let's fulfill the prophecy ❞ 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐮 ↳ walker scobell x fem!reader started :: 9/3/24 finished :: 11/27/24

Conor Kavanagh. The heartthrob of Tommen College. The biggest playboy in the school - cocky smirk, rugby jersey practically sewn onto him, always with a smart comment and that maddening wink. He's friendly, charming, flirty as hell. The kind of lad who'd carry your bag for you and somehow make it seem like your idea. But don't let that fool you - he's trouble. All sharp jawlines and swagger. And somehow, he's decided I'm his next bloody charity case. I hate it. I hate how he shows up when I don't ask, how he looks at me like I'm breakable. I don't need saving - I've got it sorted. The drink, the pills, the temper - all of it. My mess, not his. And every time I tell him to back off, to leave me be, he just gets closer, like I'm speaking in code. I don't need his pity or his perfect face. I don't need him. So why does part of me keep hoping he'll show up again tomorrow? *** Sinead Biggs. The reigning queen of Tommen. Sharp-tongued, sharp-eyed, and terrifying in heels. Everyone thinks she's just Cath's little sister - until she opens her gob and makes half the school cry before lunch. She walks those halls like she owns them, and honestly? She kind of does. The lads are scared of her. The girls want to be her. And me? I'm hopelessly, pathetically into her. Everyone knows it. My mates won't shut up about it. Even when she's tearing strips off me with that mouth of hers, I'm there grinning like a gobshite. Because deep down, I remember. I remember when we used to be best friends. When she used to laugh like a lunatic at my stupid jokes, when her hand would brush mine and neither of us would move away. But then came Owen Rice - the prick. Then came that night. The accident. The hospital. And when she came back, she wasn't the same. She'd built up walls with barbed wire. She'd become someone colder, louder, crueler. But I still see her. The girl I knew. And every once in a while, when no one's looking, I think she sees me too.

2 person narrative (love interest changes halfway through) Gerard gibson, the sun personified, has a bubbly personality and is used to put a smile on everyone's face until one person enters the gates of tommen. Lola Kelly, the forgotten baby, she didn't stand out at all- except for her icy blue eyes that you could get lost in for days. She felt like the moon, gloomy and dark. Can the sun light up the moon?

BOYS OF TOMMEN FANFICTION Connected to SEEING 15 (onethreadofgold) Melissa Lynch has a big, rusty lock on her door. She will not let just anyone in, except for the one person who has ever shown her freedom. Johnny Kavanagh will try everything to find the key, but he swears he can't lose his head in the process. He's screwed the second he lays eyes on her. DUAL POV (previous) milestones: #1 boysoftommen #1 lizzieyoung #1 johnnykavanagh #1 ballylaggin #1 tommencollege #2 binding13 #1 binding 13 #1 tommen

Clionagh Biggs bright presence lights up every room, even as she channels her father's razor‑sharp intellect and talent in sport toward a future in medicine. Driven by radiant optimism and honed skills-on the camogie pitch and in the lab-Clionagh is determined to don the white coat and carry forward her father's healing legacy. She always seems cool calm and collected, but there's one person who can tick her off even in her most zen moments. As the son of a famed rugby legend, Rory Kavanagh inherits his father's raw athletic power-but he's also burdened by a simmering rage at a world he feels has wronged him. His bone‑crushing tackles on the pitch mirror his inner fury, and every day he teeters on the edge between letting his anger consume him or forging it into the drive that could become his greatest victory. Clionagh and Rory used to be inseparable-her sunshine to his storm. But with big names to live up to and pressure mounting, friendship gave way to resentment. Now they can't stand each other. Yet when their worlds collide again, they realize they have more in common than they ever wanted to admit-and maybe more to lose than they thought.

𝑂𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑥𝑥 𝑢𝑝𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒

He was my chaos, my undoing. Vaughn Morozov-crowned in power, bound by legacy of Bratva, and the man who broke my heart. Once, I was cocky, charming, untamed.. But heartbreak carves deeper wounds than any blade, and his betrayal stripped me of my reckless crown. While, Vaughn remains chained to his family's throne, his power a gilded cage. Vaughn is a man weighed down by his legacy, torn between the love he buried and the loyalty he swore to uphold. Yet, love and power are a treacherous balance. Can he rewrite the story we left behind, or will his devotion to his family doom us both? This isn't a fairytale. It's a battle between power and love, My name is Remington Astor, and Vaughn Morozov is where my freedom goes to burn. ......... "I love you, Remi," Vaughn's voice cracked, raw with pain. "But loving you is the one thing I'll never be forgiven for." "Don't do this," Remi's voice trembled, a desperate plea lacing each word. "I'm already gone, Vaughn... don't let me fade completely." (P.S: I do not own the Legacy of Gods series, all the characters belong to Rina Kent)

LEGACY OF GODS FANFICTION AURORA VOLKOV a mafia princess who thrives in chaos and violence, RIA CARSON the reclusive black sheep of her family and a passionate artist They were inseparable childhood friends. As children, Ria followed Aurora with unwavering devotion, but an unexplained rift caused her to withdraw into herself. Years later, their paths cross again, and the spark of their childhood bond rekindles, evolving into an intense love that defies their turbulent worlds. Together, they navigate the dangers of Aurora's violent life and the emotional barriers Ria has built, finding solace in each other. WARNINGS: self-harm, Mature content, Violence