Everyone remembers the Lynch fire. Everyone remembers the bodies carried out. But no one remembers the boy left standing in the middle of it all. Tadhg Lynch isn't the golden Lynch boy. He isn't the baby who got shielded from the worst, or the oldest who carved a new life with a family of his own. He's the one in between. The one who saw everything, took the blows meant for his younger brothers, and carried scars no one wanted to look too closely at. Brave. Bold. Mouthy. A joker when he can manage it. And broken enough that nothing ever really sticks. Bethany Gibson is the girl who shouldn't have lived. She was three when the water took her under, when her father gave his life to save hers. She grew up in the shadow of grief, wrapped in the protection of a brother who bled for her in ways she only half understands. Sweet, funny, too kind for her own good-Bethany knows what it is to survive, but not yet what it means to live. When Bethany collides with Tadhg at Tommen, it's fire meeting oxygen-sharp words, sharp looks, a pull neither of them can shake. He's crude, cruel with his jokes, too much for anyone to handle. She's soft where he's jagged, sunshine where he's ash. He calls her Barbie. She calls him an arsehole. And somewhere between the laughs and the fights, they start to see the cracks in each other. But fixing what's shattered isn't simple. Not when trauma festers. Not when grief never loosens its grip. Not when love means putting your hands into the fire all over again. Funny. Raw. Heartbreaking. Fixing 9 is a story about the girl who wouldn't stop caring, the boy who didn't know how to be cared for, and the brutal, beautiful mess of trying to save each other when the world already tried to burn or drown you alive.

▐ ⋆˙⟡ ❛ but i fear that they already got all the best parts of me and i'm sorry that i couldn't always be your teenage dream ❜ 𝜗𝜚 patrick feely x fem!oc ❪ ongoing. . . ❫ ⋆˚࿔ B13 - T7 boys of tommen ──────────── 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ╱ maeve kavanagh finds herself craving that feeling she's been purposely avoiding ever since she was younger in her worst enemy - patrick feely. © babyspliff 2026

✯᯽❁☆ In which Gracelyn Monroe has always loved Johnny Kavanagh, but he never returns the feelings. Until he does. best friends brother trope Johnny Kavanagh x fem oc I do not own the boys of tommen series or any of the characters except Adeline, Grace and Declan. All rights go to Chloe Walsh.

𝒩ora Lace writes love letters she never intends to send. Quiet confessions. Hidden feelings. Pieces of herself she keeps tucked away. Because some people are easier to love from a distance. Joey Lynch was never supposed to become one. completed but under major revision

Éireann O'Brien and Tadhg Lynch were best friends once. Now, starting first year at Tommen, they can barely exchange a glance without it turning into a fight. She's closed-off and fierce, with too much responsibility for someone her age. He's angry, unpredictable, and always one wrong word away from snapping. They're constantly at odds-but behind every glare and argument is a history neither of them can forget. Because some bonds don't break. They just change. And what happens when the person you can't stand... is the only one who really sees you? [tadhg lynch fanfic]

Book Two ⋆˚˙✧˖° ⋆˙✧ Ciara Kavanagh is the only daughter of Shannon and Johnny Kavanagh. Being the complete opposite of her soft, kind mother Ciaras 𝘐-𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵-𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦-𝘢-𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 attitude often gets her into trouble at Tommen College. This leads her to meet the infamous drug dealer and slowly get tangled up into her parents past. Kian Holland is the son of the infamous drug dealer of Cork, Shane Holland. Getting into fights with not only his father but also his peers at BCS secondary school he escapes to drinking to help ease the pain. One disastrous night he bumps into a stumbly, snobbish, drunken bunch of teenage girls that somehow change his messed up life for good. ⋆˚˙✧˖° ⋆˙✧ Trigger Warnings! • Assault • Domestic Abuse • Underage Drinking • Drug Missuse • Language • Graphic Detail • Mental Health • Drug Addictions • Neglect • Fighting • Sexual Assault • Sex References

Rory Kavanagh x Spencer Holland This is a Boys of Tommen fan fiction, following Shannon and Johnny's son Rory and Shane Holland's niece Spencer. This story is the first instalment in my 'Tommen Next Class' and is connected to my 'Boys of Tommen You' Series All of these characters belong to Chloe Walsh, I do not claim any of her characters as my own, this is purely for fun. TW: This story will include character death(flashbacks), doing drugs, selling drugs, bullying, fighting, swearing, smoking, mental illnesses 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)

Tadgh Lynch doesn't lose focus. He's sharp, volatile, and not here to play nice. First year at Tommen, he's already collecting enemies-and Leah Daly's at the top of the list. Leah Daly's fierce, stubborn, and hiding the kind of damage you don't talk about. She's built for survival, and Tadgh's the last person she wants anywhere near her. She hates him. He hates her. That should've been the end of it. But the more he sees, the more it looks like his history repeating itself. And once he recognises it, walking away isn't an option. Even if saving her burns him all over again.

𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙶𝚎𝚗 ⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱ 𝒜𝓃𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓃ℊ 𝙰𝚣𝚣𝚢 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝙰 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛. 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛, 𝙰𝚣𝚣𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝. 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗. ⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱ ℛℴ𝓇𝓎 𝒦𝒶𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒶ℊ𝒽 𝚁𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙿𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚙𝚘-𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢, 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝. 𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝.

Liam Lynch. Everyone says his name like it explains him. The town's golden boy. Lizzie likes him. Teachers like him. Old women in the shop like him. He remembers birthdays and asks about your granny and carries bags without being asked. He is always there. That's the part I can't get my head around. He stands too close sometimes. Not in a scary way. Just... close. Like he's afraid if he steps back, I'll disappear. He says he loves me. I nod when he says it because that's what you do. I don't know what love is meant to feel like in the body. People say it's warm or fizzy or like fireworks, but my chest just feels the same as always-tight, flat, like someone's pressed pause. Sometimes my stomach hurts around him, but I don't know if that means something good or something bad. Hunger and nerves feel the same to me. Fear and excitement too. Everything is all mixed up, like colours bleeding together. He doesn't leave me alone. Ever. If I walk home, he walks with me. If I sit somewhere quiet, he appears like he's been summoned. People say I'm lucky. They say he's protective. I don't know the difference between protection and being trapped. Sometimes he smiles at me and my chest tightens sharper than usual. Sometimes I want him to stop talking. Sometimes I want him to stay. I don't know which feeling is which. I don't know if what he calls love is what I feel, or if what I feel is nothing at all. *** Maeve O'Neill ruined me the second I saw her. Not in a loud way. Quiet. Permanent. She doesn't say much, but I don't need words from her. I'll read the silences. I'll fill the gaps. I'll love her enough for both of us if I have to. Even when she looks at me like she's trying to solve a puzzle and can't find the edges, I don't get angry. I get patient. I can wait. I don't care if it costs me. I don't care if it hurts. I'll protect her. I'll help her. I'll stay beside her until she understands what love is-or until I disappear trying.