"Because I see you running and I drop everything to follow you, because I've spent the last four years watching you, because every time I sing or play it's for you, because I kissed you and it's been all I can fucking think about since." ☆☆☆ This is a Boys of Tommen fan fiction! As all Boys of Tommen fans are, I have been not so patiently waiting for the next books in the series, so I decided to make my own spin on the remaining character's stories. This story will include POVs from Lizzie Young, Hugh Biggs, Katie Wilmot, and Patrick Feely. This story will begin with a POV from Lizzie after the events of Taming 7 and will then explore the past, beginning with Katie's first year at Tommen. This story is the first instalment of my 'Boys of Tommen You Series', interconnected fanfics about different characters in the BOT universe! This is all speculation and many parts will most likely not line up with the canon, especially as this was written before Releasing 10 was published. All of these characters belong to Chloe Walsh, I do not claim any of them as my own, this is purely for fun. TW: This story will include self harm, character death(flashbacks), eating disorders, cheating, depression, suicide ideation/attempted suicide, anxiety, bipolar disorder and overall a lot of trauma. There will also be some explicit scenes that are 16+. I will however be putting specific warnings for different chapters, so you can avoid triggers. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy! (Comment any questions or suggestions that you have for me)

Brendan Clearly. He was the lad I liked since I was barely out of pigtails, the one who never slagged me off when the rest of the boys thought it was gas. He was different. Always smiling, always asking me if I'd eaten, like some little mammy trapped in a seventeen-year-old fella's body. It sounds stupid, but those tiny things kept me going. And then I went and wrecked it. Not just with him-no, I managed to shatter it with all of them. My friends, the ones who made the halls feel less lonely, the ones who kept me tethered here when the world felt too heavy. Gone. Because of me. Just a mistake, that's all it was, but a mistake that cost me everything. And now when I see him across the yard, laughing with the others, it's like a knife. He doesn't even look my way. And I deserve that, don't I? *** Caoimhe Kavanagh. Once upon a time she was my best mate. The kind of girl you'd sit on a wall with for hours, talking about nothing and everything. She was soft, kind, never the type to go looking for trouble. But now? I hardly recognise her. She's gone cold, sharp, always hanging 'round with that crowd-the type of people you know are only bad news. Ciggies tucked in their sleeves, mouths full of poison. And she's right there in the middle of it, like she belongs to them now. Part of me wants to write her off, tell myself she's not the Caoimhe I knew. That girl's dead and gone. But... I can't. I remember too much. The way she used to laugh, the way she'd defend you even when you were being a gobshite, the way she cared more than she ever let on. That's still inside her, I swear it is. I don't care how hard she tries to hide behind the mask she's wearing now-I know my friend is in there somewhere. And I'll drag her back if I have to. Because she's worth it.

❝ SOMETIMES THE PAST REFUSES TO LET YOU GO. ❞ • ୨💌୧ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . . Delilah Allen and Asher Young were everything to each other-two kids from neighboring families, inseparable in shared gardens, inside jokes, and quiet understanding. They were never a couple, but it was always heading there... until the night Caoimhe Young died. The tragedy shattered their town. Families turned on each other, old friends disappeared, and a silence full of fury and secrets fell between the Allens and the Youngs. Delilah stopped speaking, stopped trusting, stopped existing in the world she once loved-except for her stepbrother Gibsie, the one person who keeps her grounded. Asher Young knows the truth about that night, a truth no one else can prove. Outwardly, he plays the cold, distant role expected of him. But behind closed doors, he watches over Delilah, haunted by the past and the bond they still share. Oc x Oc! (COMPLETE) ✦ fleeting glances . forbidden proximity . secrets and loyalty .

SLYTHERIN BOYS | Slytherin Boys React, o probablemente no lo son como tal. Un simple respaldo de lo que subo en mi cuenta de TikTok: @raheldagwood Diciembre 2023/

you fell hard I thought 'good riddance' 2nd generation / BOYS OF TOMMEN [1]

Jenna Wilmot pide a gritos silenciosos ser amada, querida. Pide ser vista como algo más que una sonrisa y un cuerpo bonito. Tadhg Lynch está perdido. Atascado viendo como todos sus hermanos logran avanzar menos él. Ella empieza el curso con el presentimiento de que algo será diferente. Él empieza el curso con un único objetivo; sobrevivir sin distracciones. Lástima que los planes de ambos no estaba previsto entrar a la vida del otro por la puerta grande.

•quédate un poco más• traducción de: dear draco, by @malfoyuh cover by: @M-MaxMalfoy

one night, a few moons ago i saw flecks of what could've been lights snow on the beach | draco malfoy harry potter universe. 2025 written by; -swifthoney cover by; @aprlvth #1 georgeweasley

⌗ oo. finnick odair ! ❛ 彡🗡 ₊ .˚༄ * system error ! ─ ๑⊹ senna latier, hija del rebelde beetee, murió en la arena de los juegos del hambre, a los catorce. Porque la que salió de ahí... fue la Diosa de la Tormenta. ──── written by cerraelculoo 2O25 ! no se aceptan copias ni adaptaciones !

Al llegar los 75º Juegos del Hambre y tercer vasallaje las reglas del juego dan un giro completamente inesperado poniendo en riesgo una vez mas la vida de la lista actual de vencedores de cada Distrito. Evelyn estará dispuesta a sacrificar a todos, incluso a la Revolucion por la que tanto han luchado para mantener a su amor con vida. ¿Lo lograra? ¿Qué pasara con los demás? y mas importante que eso... ¿Valdrá la pena?