༇❧❧✥✥ 𝐀́𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐇 is known as Tommen College's academic weapon. With her focus solely on her academics and maintaining her 4.0 GPA, Álainn doesn't have the time for anything outside of her studies. Going into her sixth year at Tommen College, Álainn is determined to get into the university of her choice. Nothing and no one can get under her skin-except for one person, and that's one of Tommen College's rugby players, Hughie Biggs. ༇❧❧✥✥ 𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐒 has been playing rugby alongside his friends Johnny, Patrick, and Gibsie his entire life-it's all he knows, or that's what most people think that's all he knows. What most don't know, is that Hughie is also at the top of most of his classes, except for one, and that's because of the one girl who gets under his skin, Álainn Walsh. She infuriates him and intrigues him at the same time. Two academic rivals. One moment to get close. A school year full of unspoken feelings.

They say the truth will set you free. For Cassidy Lynch, the truth is a death sentence. Johnny Kavanagh is a boy of summer. He lives in the roar of victory and the warmth of a life without shadows. Cassidy Lynch is a girl of winter. She lives in the silence of cold kitchens and the weight of secrets that are too heavy for a sixteen-year-old to carry. One is a prodigy of the pitch. The other is a genius of the aftermath. When a collision brings them together, Johnny begins to see the cracks in Cassidy's perfect, prickly exterior. He wants to peel back the layers until he finds the girl underneath. But Cassidy knows that some secrets are buried for a reason, and once the Golden Boy steps into her world, there's no going back to the light. (All rights of this story goes of course to Chloe Walsh, I only have rights over my OC Cassidy Lynch)

Charalotte Biggs and Johnny Kavanagh were the perfect couple, until they weren't. With lies, rumours and fear keeping the two apart, can the invisible string between them bring them back together or will it snap, finally realising the two from each other? Trigger warning: Violence, physical assault, PTSD, panic attacks, sexual assault Boys of Tommen Fanfic OC x JOHNNY KAVANGH

you're sensible, i'm hating it what a good job that your mother did, oh you were kind, i was cruel in another life, maybe i was you ────₊ ⊹──── boys of tommen johnny kavanagh x fem!oc started 17/10/24 finished 08/08/25 kngofeverythng 2024

We've all heard the story of Shannon Lynch, but have you heard the other side of the story from her sister, Marci? Marcella Lynch's home life isn't perfect to say the least, But at least she has school. Well that is until her sister Shannon is forced to transfer schools to Tommen College, dragging Marci with her. Fanfic of Boys of Tommen series I do NOT own these characters except for Marcella and Ethan TW: Sexual assault and Abuse (Controversial Author!!!) #1 in #boysoftommen #1 in #JohnnyKavanagh #1 in #ShannonLynch

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.

I had always thought rugby was all I was. That's what I believed defined my worth. Until I met her. From that moment, I found myself searching for her in every little thing I did. Any excuse would do just to be near her. She was in my head and I couldn't shake her-not that I wanted to. I loved her. I craved her. She had been a tough one to get. And even harder to keep.

I had never needed anyone. I didn't know what it was like to need a person until I met him. I needed him. He looked at me as if there was something inside me worth looking at. I hated him for it. Why? Because I could see myself loving him. If only things had happened differently.