Rory Kavanagh. The best rugby player Tommen has ever seen-well, besides his da, obviously. Johnny Kavanagh. The Johnny Kavanagh. Our parents are basically joint at the hip, best mates since they were kids. And naturally, me and Rory just... became mates too. That's the deal. That's what we said we'd be. Friends. Right? Friends. But like-come on. Have you seen him? His abs? That man has a six-pack like he's sculpted from marble. His hair? Brown and silky, like-like a shampoo ad or somethin'. And those eyes? The kind of blue that makes you forget your own name. I swear to God, I'm not even being dramatic. So yeah... maybe I've a teeny, tiny, miniscule crush on him. Can you blame me? No. No, you can't. I won't hear it. But I'm not saying a thing. No way. What if he just laughs? That'd kill me. So for now, I'll just pretend I don't stare at him for longer than is normal when he talks. For now, it's just friendship. Grand. ...But what if he does feel the same? *** Bethany Gibson. Jaysus. She's been my best friend since we were in playschool, like actually since nappies. She's pure chaos-loud, mad, always in trouble for something-but I wouldn't change a thing about her. Not one thing. She's class. Gorgeous too. Not just like "oh she's grand," no-proper gorgeous. Her blonde curls bounce when she laughs, and I swear it's like the sun's just following her around. Her eyes? Silver. Like not even grey-silver, like a flipping fairy or something. Every time she looks at me, I forget what I was saying. Which is not ideal when you're trying to seem normal, right? I've fancied her since I was about seven. Maybe six. But what am I supposed to do? Tell her? What if she just laughs and goes, "Ah you're gas," and then pats me on the head like I'm some lost puppy? I'd actually evaporate from shame. But then again... what if she does like me back? What if all this time I was too scared to see it?

Caoimhe Kavanagh doesn't do feelings-especially not for Liam Gibson. He's loud, charming, and hopelessly in love with someone else. But somewhere between the teasing and the late-night chats, she falls. And the worst part? He doesn't even see her.

BOYS OF TOMMEN FANFICTION 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 johnnykavanagh #1 binding13 #1 lizzieyoung

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"There's just no getting over you, I'm hopelessly devoted to you" Daphne Henderson, Dustin's hotter cooler older sister, is forced to adapt to her new reality; a world where monsters, superpowers and alternate dimensions exist; a world where will and barb went missing; a world where none of her loved ones are really safe; a world where she isn't just a regular teen girl anymore. 💌 steve harrington / "steve hairington" 👤 daphne henderson / "daphne the dauntless" 🗺️ Hawkins, Indiana, 1984-1987 · Substances (alcohol, smoking, drugs,...) · PTSD, depression, anxiety,... · Descriptions of violence · If a chapter includes a sex scene, it'll be warned in the start of it

NEVAEH CALLAGHAN, a girl that has been through hell and back, and moving to the town her childhood best friend lived in was the last thing she expected, but maybe he was the one thing that could bring her back to life. TADGH LYNCH, a boy that will be haunted by the demons of his family for the rest of his life, but the moment nevaeh comes back into his life, things begin to turn around.

Clara Gibson lives the perfect rom-com teenager life. Well,except from the part she's never actually had a boyfriend. And Tommy from 1st year doesn't count. The start of 4th year is like a breath of fresh air for Clara. Gerard "Gibsie" Gibson (her brother) wants her to get out there more and,"make more friends." But Clara is just fine to sit at home with a book,or go to her dance studio. Clara's best friend Catherine "Cathy" is way more outgoing than her. She's friends with all of the right people. And Clara is pretty sure she's nearly dated the entire school. This year Catherine and Gerard are teaming up to try and get Clara out of her shell. So they start eating at the same lunch table as Gerard's friend group. This is how Clara and the rugby king Johnny Kavanagh start talking. Now Clara has known Johnny since they were like 12 and he moved to Cork. But now everything is different.

Anna Lynch was fucking petrified of men. Not just uncomfortable- terrified.She'd flinch if one of us so much as walked too close. She was always keeping herself pressed to walls, eyes darting for exits like she was planning an escape. And it wasn't just the loud ones or the gobshites. Even Johnny Kavanagh-her sisters boyfriend -made her recoil. That's when it really hit me. This wasn't nerves. This was trauma, stitched into every muscle in her body. The only lads she wasn't afraid of were her brothers-Joey and Darren. She stuck to them like her life depended on it, like they were the only two people in the world who'd never let her down. The rest of us? We were threats until proven otherwise #1-hughbiggs #1-chilhoodtrauma #1-mentalhealth #1-mutism

They say the hardest battles are the ones fought for alone. That's a lie. The hardest battle is realizing you've gone from needing a hero to survive the day, to finally owning the quiet, terrifying strength it takes to build a future that is not just yours, but ours. We had our ambitions: his on the pitch, mine in the track. We had our timeline, drawn up neatly and logically, ready for the world of grown-ups. But the world laughs at timelines. It laughs when a simple twist of fate changes the whole equation. The craving had been intoxicating. The needing was a lifeline. But this? This was undeniably, completely, mine.