▐ ⋆˙⟡ ❛ 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... Ciara Kavanagh is forced to live with her aunt and uncle, John and Edel Kavanagh when her parents die at a young age. Years later, Ciara has a stalker and she doesn't tell anyone about it. She meets Finn Kelly and starts to fall deeply in love with him even though she tries her hardest not to. In which... Finn Kelly has only known violence and bruises. He takes care of himself and his mother, but what happens when his father comes back in the picture and a baby is added to the equation? Finn joins Tommen through a rugby scholarship and becomes good friends with Johnny Kavanagh. He meets Ciara Kavanagh and tries to tear down her steel walls even though he knows it isn't good for him. OC x OC

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 of 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐀𝐉 & 𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲) AJ fucking Lynch. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. And the pain in my hole that hasn't left me the fuck alone since I joined this school filled with other-equally narcissistic-entitled, arrogant pricks. How was I supposed to know those tires were his? But honestly, he's like a rock in my shoe, small enough to ignore, yet always biting you in the ass until you ultimately go insane. He's a Lynch. The golden boy, the charmer, and the kind of guy every parent dreams of for their kid. Fairytale perfect, right? Wrong. Because here's the thing: AJ fucking Lynch is no knight. And I'm no princess. What I did to his car? Yeah, he asked for it. How dare he make my life a living fucking hell; the one place where I thought I was safe. What's the saying again? Ah yes, payback's a bitch, Lynch. And luckily for you, we do things differently on my side of the river. ♱ Izzy fucking Holland. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧. And the girl who caused my ultimate fall from grace. Call me exaggerated, I don't give a flying fuck. I want revenge, and she's my one way ticket to satisfying my insatiable hunger for it. I had a life, man. A fucking perfect one-that is, until the accident. Perfect captaincy, perfect grades, and a bloody perfect girlfriend. Now, I have nothing but headaches and a thirst for vengeance. All because of her. She's a Holland. That's what they do, right? Catch you off guard and tear the rug from under your feet so you fall into a bloody fucking death trap. But two can play that game. Let's get one thing straight: I don't want Izzy fucking Holland, or anything to do with her. I just wanna steal from her, you know? A little karma for how she ruined my life. And she'll fall. Because I always get what I want.

PANDORA O'NEAL and JOHNNY KAVANNAGH were twin souls. Both striving to be the best at their field. 1st in #bot Cover credit: @swannluvr

She was like looking into a mirror. Or reading a book I've always had but only skimmed through. 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 was the oldest daughter in her family. The first try. The first mistake. She carried responsibility like it was stitched into her bones. Moving to Ireland was meant to be a new start-a quiet hope that distance from London might soften the edges of everything. But it hasn't. Of course it hasn't. It's just given her a new place to hold everything together, again. Emory is fraying, but she can't let it show. Her siblings need her steady. They need her unbreakable. And that's what she makes herself. 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐆 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 moves through the world like nothing can touch him. Easy confidence-sharp tongue. Untouchable on the Hurling pitch. He's the boy the teachers don't know what to do with, he's brilliant, but careless-Always needing something to challenge him, or else he's distracted. But underneath all that easy is something unsteady. His childhood was built on volatility. An angry father, a numb mother-and when the fire took them both, Tadhg didn't know what to do. How to live in the soft moments, the quiet-he wasn't even sure what that was. He carries the quiet, suffocating guilt of survival-the feeling that every breath he takes is stolen from his mother, who never got to keep hers. _________________ 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐆𝐇 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 𝐱 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 (𝐎𝐂)

I used to believe in one rule. Save yourself. Don't trust. Don't depend. Don't need-because the second you do, it gets taken from you. I learned that young. I learned it the hard way. And I was good at it. I kept my head down. I said the right things. I didn't make problems I can't fix, and I didn't get attached to people who come with warnings written all over them. It was easier that way. Safer. Then Joey Lynch happens. And suddenly I'm not careful anymore. I'm running barefoot through streets I shouldn't be in. I'm letting him see parts of me I've spent years hiding. I'm standing in front of him, heart in my throat, trying to figure out why he looks at me like I'm something worth saving-when he won't even save himself. He pushes me away like it's instinct. I follow him like it's mine. We don't talk about what this is. We don't put names on it. We don't even try to pretend it's normal. Because it's not. It's messy and reckless and too intense for something that was never supposed to matter this much. But the worst part? I don't want to stop. Even if it breaks me. Even if it destroys him. Even if, somewhere along the line, I forget how to be the girl who always survives.

Vivienne Monroe may live in a beautiful house now, but she knows what it's like to feel unwanted. Adopted at nine after surviving a childhood of neglect, she's learned to keep her past buried beneath perfect smiles and quiet grace. No one at her elite school knows where she really came from - and Vivienne plans to keep it that way. Joey Lynch never had the chance to hide his scars. With an abusive father and a mother too scared to leave, Joey carries the weight of his five siblings on his shoulders. His escape? Drugs, alcohol, and fleeting hookups - anything to feel something other than anger. When Vivienne and Joey's worlds collide, their connection is undeniable. She sees the pain behind his sharp edges, and he finds comfort in her soft presence. But Joey doesn't know the truth - that Vivienne isn't the rich girl he thinks she is. And Vivienne is terrified that if he finds out, he'll see her the way she's spent years trying to forget. Two broken hearts. One chance at love. But some secrets are too heavy to stay hidden forever. ----- joey lynch x fem!oc ©liawrit3ss

❝𝐈𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐮𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮❞ ──── ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ──── in which years of adoration and hopeless romanticism by 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐡 finally turn into a reality 𝐎𝐑 in which 𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐧 decides to break the one rule set by his best friend after years of pent up frustrations gerard gibson x fem!oc (all characters except my own belong to Chloe Walsh and her book series Boys of Tommen)

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

𝑩𝒊𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒘𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. You know the way some people just click? Like, proper soul twin stuff - same craic, same mad humour, same 'I'd die for a chicken fillet roll' energy. That's what it means, really. Birds of a feather and all that - it's just saying we all find our little gang eventually. The ones who get your weirdness and never judge you for ugly crying over a boy from maths class who doesn't even know your name. Right, so picture this - a book that's just pure vibes. Like, no pages wasted on anyone dying or lads being absolute gobshites for no reason. Just deadly fun stuff - sneaky kisses behind chippers, late-night beach swims, too much fake tan and not enough sense. Maybe a bit of drama, sure, but the juicy kind - not the sobbing-in-the-rain type. More like, 'Oops I kissed the wrong twin' kind of buzz. It'd be unreal, like a girly sleepover mixed with a Y2K romcom. Every chapter would be like: 'Did that just happen?!' And you'd reread it with your best friend squealing beside you. Deadly craic altogether.