TADHG LYNCH X FEM!OC "Isn't it just so pretty to think, all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?" "Hey, Tadhg." "Hey, Blue" INDIGO MILLER LIKES SAFETY. If anything, she yearns for it. Yet the least safe place for her is the place she calls home. For a fresh start, she begins to attend Tommen. Will this be a good choice? Or one that leads her further down a path of destruction? TADHG LYNCH HATES MOST PEOPLE. His walls have been cleverly built from years of trauma, but at what cost? And what will it take for his walls to crumble? ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ ❭❭─❥─➣ 'Isn't it just so pretty to think, all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me?' INVISIBLE STRING - TAYLOR SWIFT ❭❭─❥─➣ 'And i know none of this will matter in the long run. But i know a sound is still a sound around no one.' I WANT YOU TO LOVE ME - FIONA APPLE ❭❭─❥─➣ 'Don't let this darkness fool you. All lights turned off, can be turned on.' CALL YOUR MOM - NOAH KAHAN ❭❭─❥─➣ 'And i'd give up forever to touch you, cause i know that you feel me somehow. You're the closest to heaven that i'll ever be and i don't wanna go home right now.' IRIS - THE GOO GOO DOLLS

Rory Kavanagh was fine until Maeve Gibson started dating his worst enemy. She's his best friend. She's not supposed to get under his skin like this. Now she's pulling away, and Rory can't stop watching, can't stop wanting. Something's off. Something's wrong. And he's running out of time to stop it.

It's basically as the title says. I'll take any suggestions and try and write them for you, and i will mainly be doing jacks x evangeline, but you can make suggestions involving other OUABH and TBONA characters and if you want you can ask me to add y/n :) (except apollo because i would murder him if i could). Anyways, this is just fun for me because OUABH trilogy are my favourite books. Hope you enjoy! *DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO STEPHANIE GARBER EXCEPT NAMES OF THE PEOPLE WHO WANT TO BE IN THE FANFICS AND I DID NOT CREATE THE COVER ART* "Ah, but you see, Little Fox, you may be thinking of him," Jacks brushes the tips of his fingers up her thigh, her -his- shirt she stole being pushed up to her hip; she tries to hide a gasp, a wave of sickly de ja vu from that night in the secret passage ways flitting into her mind. "But you'll still always be mine."