Claiming 10 (Our Version) *Friday Weekly Uploads* A Boys of Tommen* Inspired Fanfiction written by three spiralling fans. They broke each other. Now comes the reckoning-and the return. Picking up right where Releasing 10 left off, Claiming 10 (Our Version) follows Hughie and Lizzie as they navigate the fallout of everything unsaid, everything unfinished-and everything still burning between them. The kiss was never just a kiss. The love never really left. But neither did the damage. As secrets surface, truths are revealed, and the fragile trust between friends begins to crack, Hughie and Lizzie must confront not only what happened between them-but who they've become in the aftermath. Forgiveness won't come easy. And neither will the road back to each other. But in a world of heartbreak, betrayal, and shifting loyalties, one thing remains certain: Real love doesn't fade. And if it's meant to be, it'll find its way back. No matter what. This is their story. Messy. Honest. Addictive. Theirs. Our Version. *All rights reserved to Chloe Walsh. This story is a fan fiction inspired by the world and characters from the Boys of Tommen series. It is a work of fiction and is not affiliated with or endorsed by the original author. All rights to the original content belong to Chloe Walsh. Songs/Vibes Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1ythjVBMdP8XHX14j8hS9v?si=1ac72e1e3c134560

Catherine Gibson always knew the water would take her. After everything, it was the only place she felt quiet, still and clean. Callan Lynch carried the weight of days that slipped away ── when life was simpler, and the future felt like a promise, not a maybe. Finding his place now had the sound of a clock ticking too fast and too hopeless. may 2025 ─── copyrights katxnizwp boys of tommen universe ؂

(Boys of Tommen fanfic) Ciara never believed in love. Not after watching her mam and dad's relationship. Yet, it was still something she craved so deeply. So when it showed up in front of her, she took it. Even if Tadhg wasn't the one offering it, like she wanted.

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.

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.

Alexia Biggs is everything they say she is - brilliant, brutal, and built like armor. With perfect grades and a sharper mouth, she's feared more than she's liked at Tommen College. She doesn't care. She doesn't need anyone's approval. What no one knows - not her classmates, not even her closest friends - is that Alexia has bipolar disorder. The only people who know are her parents, and that's exactly how she wants it. What no one suspects is that the coldest girl in school spends her nights behind the wheel in Cork's underground racing scene, where she trades control for speed and silence for smoke. AJ Lynch has been the talk of Tommen for as long as anyone can remember. With a dangerous grin and a don't-care swagger, he's known for wild nights, bad decisions, and a magnetic charm that gets him out of almost anything. But behind the easy confidence is a boy raised under pressure - the son of a legacy family, the center of every room, the guy who's expected to have it all figured out when he barely knows who he is. The only place he feels real is behind the wheel. Racing is the one thing he doesn't fake - where it's just him, the road, and the roar in his chest that finally makes sense. Alexia and AJ have never gotten along. Not when they were kids, not now. They've spent their whole lives circling each other like fire and gasoline - sharp words, eye-rolls, tension so thick it chokes. At school, they pretend the other doesn't exist. On the streets, they race like their rivalry is life or death. But when two people are hiding everything and fighting everyone, sometimes the only person who truly sees you is the one you can't stand. And the more time they spend in the same lanes, the harder it becomes to deny the truth under all that tension: the looks linger too long. The fights hit too hard. And somewhere in all the chaos, hate stops being the loudest thing between them.

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.

Cover by @_jenxkiss Two broken souls. One school task. Can Tadhg and Saoirse put aside their doubts about each other and get along?