Melissa Lynch has a big, rusty lock on her door. She will not let just anyone in, except for the one person who has ever shown her freedom. Johnny Kavanagh will try everything to find the key, but he swears he can't lose his head in the process. He's screwed the second he lays eyes on her. DUAL POV (previous) milestones: #1 boysoftommen #1 johnnykavanagh #1 binding13 #1 lizzieyoung

🦢🎧 "𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙄𝙎 𝙎𝙋𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙈𝙔 𝙈𝙀𝘿𝙄𝘾𝙄𝙉𝙀 𝙂𝙊𝙀𝙎 𝘿𝙊𝙒𝙉 𝘼𝙇𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏" ╰┈➤ 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧, 𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ Cara Feely spent years being Patrick Feely's little sister. Quiet where he was popular, overlooked where he was impossible to ignore. But Tommen College was supposed to change things. New friends, late-night music sessions, and a version of herself she was only just beginning to understand. Falling for Johnny Kavanagh was never part of the plan though, especially not when every look, every touch, every secret moment started feeling dangerously close to something real. Johnny Kavanagh knew better. Patrick was one of his best mates, and Cara was completely off limits. That should've been enough. But somewhere between shared car rides, burnt CDs, winter nights, and the way Cara Feely smiled at him like she trusted him with something fragile, Johnny found himself wanting the one thing he couldn't have

JOHNNY KAVANGH has only ever cared about rugby. It's the only thing he's ever focused on. But what happens when he bumps into Abigail in the hallway way and can't seem to forget about her eyes, or her hair, or her beautifully crafted legs? Johnny has never wanted anything more than a hookup. He's only ever had all his attention on rugby. ABIGAIL CALLOWAY is cool, confident, knows exactly who she is. Shes always had people begging for her attention, and her money. Her parents are one of the richest people in Cork and Dublin. But behind her fancy flashy life, is a girl thats been broken for too long, without anyone to help her mend herself. Aiden Calloway, her brother, died two years ago and the only thing that has helped Abigail deal with the pain is drugs. Can Johnny help Abigial become sober or is she already too far gone?

Kayleigh Gallagher had always been a girl full of life toward everyone - always cheerful, always able to make anyone laugh. Everything changes for her the moment she moves to Dublin and her family falls apart, something that transforms her forever. ⸻ Johnny Kavanagh was Ireland's next rising young star, dedicating every moment of his life to becoming the best, leaving no time for distractions or love. But along the way come injuries, doubts, and uncertainty. His life takes a turn when they meet through mutual friends, and each of them begins to step into the other's world, healing old wounds and becoming the support the other needs. ꒱ ➛ ↴ ❱ ✿•˖* ℘ ﹋﹋ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ‹ ∅ ┊ ➹ ੈ♡‧₊˚ ↱ Disclaimer!! This fanfic is based on The Boys of Tommen series by Chloe Walsh. All rights to the original work belong to her. Johnny Kavanagh x Fem OC

IN WHICH: TADHG LYNCH X LEAH DALY "You always were two steps ahead of everyone. We'd walk behind while you would run. And the years have proved to offer nothing since you moved. Now you're long gone, and I can't move on, and I miss you." - Missing, No Mercy "Shut up, Lynch." "Shutting up, Daly." Started: June 5th, 2025 Finished: March 25th, 2026 word count: ≈150k words ‼️ I'VE WRITTEN "TADGH" INSTEAD OF "TADHG" THROUGHOUT ACT 1 AND ACT 2 I'M SORRY

How could we know, we'd make the bad stuff delightful? johnny kavanagh x female oc boys of tommen series ( began: 2/23/25 ) ( finished: tbd )

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

Journee Lynch has always lived in the shadows-of her siblings, her twin Joey, and the trauma she's quietly carried alone. In a family bursting with strong personalities and loud voices, Journee is the one everyone forgets. Quiet, scarred, and painfully overlooked, she's learned to expect invisibility. Hughie Biggs, on the other hand, can't afford to go unnoticed. The golden boy of Tommen, he's the picture of perfection: top of his class, star on the field, and the pride of his family. But the pressure to be flawless is suffocating, and mistakes are not part of his reality. Their worlds collide when Hughie stumbles upon Journee-the girl no one sees but who captures all of him. In her, he finds something real. Something raw. And as he begins to uncover the layers of the girl everyone overlooks, he finds himself captivated by the very imperfections she's been taught to hide.

♪ " you needed me, but you needed drugs more." ♪ friends to lovers/tutor trope - joey lynch x cassidy kavanagh (fem oc) face claim: madelyn cline tiktok .heartswp ✎ 𝓐s the daughter of Edel and John Kavanagh, life should be a breeze for the resident golden girl, Cassidy. She's popular, goes to a great school, and is class president. She's perfect on paper, but life isn't always that simple. Her world turns upside down when her brother accidentally hurts the new girl at school, and when Cassidy goes to apologize, only to be met by Joey Lynch. He's unpredictable and challenges everything she knows about herself. As their secrets begin to surface, Cassidy and Joey are forced to confront the pain they've kept hidden. Can they help each other heal? Or will they just make things worse?

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.