❛ Eu consigo sentir, meu amor. Você está desaparecendo. ❜ a johnny kavanagh fanfiction

❛ comeback to me when you're sober. ❜ a gerard gibson fanfiction. 𝜗ৎ

── maybe I was just a girl, interrupted. ° ▍ MALE!OC × FEM!OC © crshedfvck, 2026

❝oh 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙚 me❞ ☘︎ j. lynch 𝙭 fem!oc 💌 # saving 𝙭 redeeming 6 ©professionallsimpp, 2026

She, like him, is haunted by her heart Boys of Tommen ╱ Gerard Gibson Cover by ari - pearliere

Lucille Callaghan had it bad, and everyone in Ballylaggin knew it. Her former best friend, Shannon Lynch, knew it too. But she was onto better and bigger things, and Lucille was proud of her. She could never be mad at how her best friend found the person that made her shitty life turn into a paradise. She just wished she wasn't forgotten along the way. With an addict mother, a father who could've been a boxer in a past life, and four younger siblings who depend on her for food and necessities, Lucille doesn't have the time or money or energy to waste on boys. When Shannon left for Tommen, Lucille had no one. The bullying increased with one target instead of two, and she just has to put up with it. She's got only eleven months until she's eighteen, and then she can finally take her siblings and move into the apartment she's had in her sights right off of Elk's Terrace for a year. Unfortunately for her, shit hits the fan even worse at home. She has no idea what to do, and when she has a minute to let the bad decisions in, she turns to drugs. What she doesn't know is that her oldest sibling out of the bunch called Shannon and told her what was happening. Now she's got the Kavanagh's, Lynch's, and the weird side quest Tommen friends in her business. And she wants them out.

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

Niamh Lynch is used to surviving. She's the girl with fire in her blood, fists always clenched, and walls built so high no one dares to look over them - not even her twin brother, Joey. Between school fights, late shifts, and raising her younger siblings in a house ruled by silence and bruises, Niamh doesn't have time for softness. Or love. Or hope. She's burning herself out to keep everyone else warm. Then there's Gerard Gibson. Loud, ridiculous, golden-hearted Gibsie - the boy who makes people laugh without trying, who hides his own cracks behind chaos. He shouldn't see her. But he does. And worse, he stays. Even when Niamh gives him every reason not to. This is a story about broken kids from broken homes, about anger and tenderness, violence and healing. It's about finding light in the wreckage - not because you believe you deserve it, but because someone refuses to stop giving it to you. Niamh doesn't believe in love. But Gibsie never needed her to. ------------------------------- Gerard Gibson x fem!oc