❝ 𝐈 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 (𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐝), 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧, 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ❞ ⎯ 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 | 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. ❝ I guess your wildest dreams have come true then, haven't they Potter? ❞ Harry grinned⎯it was a bright, pearly grin that she hadn't seen on his face in forever, and she thought that she could have just married him on the spot at that point. ❝ They have, indeed, ❞ he teased, and his lips swooped down upon hers in a kiss so fierce it left her dazed. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Battling Voldemort? Easy peasy. But battling oncoming feelings for your best friend of four years? That wasn't easy. And it took everything within Y/N Andilet to suppress those feelings. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Y/N Andilet lived a somewhat interesting life. Quarter-Veela, best friends with Harry Potter since their first year and living with a magizoologist father and baker mother, she expected her fourth year at Hogwarts School to be just like the last three - childlike, fun, and fighting some villainous force after their exams. But when she found herself with the symptoms of a textbook, schoolgirl crush, suddenly the year became all the more interesting. And so did the years after that. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. harry james potter x reader golden era; poa (coming soon) | gof | ootp | hbp | dh started ; 08/06/2023 finished ; 08/06/2025 @potterspixie 2025 *under editing ! warning: mature language and smut** **smut does not start until half-blood prince due to age ( I do not own the Harry Potter franchise ! )

The Slytherin Clique's teens are just as ruthless. Just as close. Just as. But what happens when things soon start to unravel? [Post-War Children] + INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES + SPIN-OFF TO Filthy ; Draco Malfoy NOT a Draco Malfoy Fanfic

Leah was lucky. After a lifetime of poverty, her and her mother were saved. She had new clothes, a new house, a fancy new school, a new step father, and everything she had ever lacked. But as it too often is, everything was too good to be true. Yes, her private school uniform is pristine but the bruises that lie underneath tell a different story. But she can hide it, she just has to get through this year, and then she can be free, but everything starts to unravel when she meets a boy. At age twelve, Tadhg was saved. He got out of that haunted house. He had adoptive parents that adored him, his siblings were happy, and he was finally safe. So why did he still feel this way? Why was he still on edge after all these years? He should be thriving like his brothers and his sister, and yet he wasn't. He was numb to it all, until he met her. She unraveled him. This is a Boys of Tommen fan fiction, following Tadhg Lynch and Leah Daly. This story is the third instalment in my 'Boys of Tommen You Series' and is connected to my other two stories, 'Seeing You' and 'Haunting You' but are not required to read before this one. Also I'll start updating this story once I finish 'Haunting You' All of these characters belong to Chloe Walsh, I do not claim any of them as my own, this is purely for fun. As there is not much information surrounding Tadhg and Leah's story, I won't be following any canon, and Leah's story will be entirely created by me. TW: This story will include character death(flashbacks), domestic abuse, child abuse, sexual abuse, drug addiction, smoking, mental illnesses and overall a lot of trauma. There will also be some explicit scenes that are 16+. I will however be putting specific warnings for different chapters, so you can avoid triggers. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy! (Comment any questions or suggestions that you have for me)

(on hold during exam season!) Victoria Kavanagh had it all, until she didn't. Until everything changed. She soon learnt that her memories would never leave her alone - her past was a shadow that kept pace, no matter how fast she ran. Joey Lynch was always fighting. Especially with his mind. So he found ways to stop it - the thinking. But it came with a price. What started as a crutch soon became a cage. Joey and Victoria were both looking for the same thing: Peace. Although they never thought they'd find it, until they saw it in each other. They didn't need to pretend to be fine. Neither of them were, but that was okay. They were peaceful. But you know the saying. The calm always comes before the storm. joey lynch x fem!oc boys of tommen fanfic

Faye Scamander was never dangerous. She was the girl who handed out biscuits like blessings, chatted with portraits, rescued injured creatures, and left wildflowers on desks simply because it felt kind. And somehow, Draco Malfoy noticed her anyway. Draco had been raised in a castle of cold rules and colder expectations. Faye had grown up in a cottage overflowing with warmth and wonder. He had been taught that softness was weakness. She had been raised to believe that softness saved people. They should have stayed worlds apart. Instead, they kept colliding-his armour against her gentleness, his silence against her small-magic courage. And somewhere between a flower she gave him, a biscuit he pretended not to want, and the moments they lingered without meaning to- everything shifted. Because some spells were loud and destructive. But the ones that changed a life? They were always the small things no one saw coming

Eabha Kavanagh always felt unsure of herself. She felt like a shadow to Johnny, her much older brothers son. They were raised together like siblings, but when it came down to it, Eabha was his aunt and that made everything different. She wasn't Johnny's sister and therefore friendships didn't transfer. That was, at least, until she met one Patrick Feely. Although she met him first, and he would call her his best friend, Johnny was his teammate and they were friends with all the same guys. But nonetheless Patrick chose her.

⎯⎯⎯ ʽ No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her ʼ ┏ róisín wilmot was the light for joey lynch whenever he was lost in the darkness ┛ boys of tommen | saving 6 - joey lynch x fem!oc aoife molloy x male!oc Ⓒ︎ rozanovfilms, 2026

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.

Kimberly Gibson & Johnny Kavanagh COVER CREDIT: swannluvr Kimmie and Gerard are twins yet they couldnt be more different. Where Gibsie was a ray of sunshine Kimmie was quiet. Where he was an extrovert she was an introvert. Gibsie and Johnny were the bestest of friends, so you'd guess by association Kimmie and Johnny would also be good friends? Thats where youre wrong. Gerard would always be sure that those two never be in the same environment alone. Why that is no one ever knew. Kimberly never cared too much about how she looked only that she fulfils her dreams, be an amazing ballerina. so what happens when our little kimberly glows up one random summer and cant be hidden by gibsie anymore?

Boys like Johnny Kavanagh - steady, talented, adored - don't look twice at girls like me. Girls who take medication with breakfast. Girls who have to track their moods in a notebook. Girls who get tired for no reason. Girls who feel everything too much or nothing at all. And I know better than to imagine someone like him ever stepping into my orbit. He's a big deal, around Tommen, around Ireland. And I'm just... me. Quiet. Careful. Trying. Always trying. Boys of Tommen AU