request Open! -Garrett Graham -Dean Di Laurentis -John Logan

Tadhg Lynch was bad news. He didn't belong at Tommen College, he didn't belong with the Kavanaghs, and he sure as hell didn't belong with stability. He was comfortable with that. Comfortable with the idea that he would always be the worst of the lot. The dangerous. The reckless. The black sheep. They could look at his scarred past all they wanted-because he didn't give a shit. But when Liv Twomey becomes determined to steal that reckless label for herself, the black sheep is forced into the last role he ever wanted: saving the principal's daughter. Liv Twomey didn't get punished. Ever. She fit perfectly into the box her parents built for her: pretty, smart, the principal's perfect girl. But when being good only earns you neglect, what's the point? Good girls stay tucked in at night. Bad girls go everywhere. She's ready to burn her perfect life to the ground. So why the hell is the most dangerous boy in school determined to catch her before she hits the floor?

❀ ❊ ❁ ♡︎ In which Adeline Kavanagh has always been perfect, until her world is cracked and she becomes something else. Something different. And Gerard Gibson, her brother's best friend, is determined to figure out why that is. Brother's best friend trope. Gibsie x Female OC I do not own the boys of tommen series or any of the characters except Adeline, Grace and Declan. All rights go to Chloe Walsh.

Éireann O'Brien and Tadhg Lynch were best friends once. Now, starting first year at Tommen, they can barely exchange a glance without it turning into a fight. She's closed-off and fierce, with too much responsibility for someone her age. He's angry, unpredictable, and always one wrong word away from snapping. They're constantly at odds-but behind every glare and argument is a history neither of them can forget. Because some bonds don't break. They just change. And what happens when the person you can't stand... is the only one who really sees you? [tadhg lynch fanfic]

Redamancy (n.) the act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full "𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞?" "𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬." ───── 𝐀𝐣 𝐋𝐲𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐎𝐂 Bot second gen.

Tadhg lynch doesn't do feelings. He does trouble. And saying exactly the wrong thing at the right time. Sixteen, mouthy, and impossible to handle, Tadhg is the kind of boy teachers warn you about- and girls don't listen. Then there's Bethany Gibson. She talks too much and laughs too loud. Acts like nothing in her life has ever gone wrong. He doesn't believe it. And for some reason, he can't leave her alone. What starts as messing with her turns into something else- something a lot harder to ignore. Because Bethany's hiding something. And Tadhg's starting to look a little too closely.

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 wants to escape. She wants to pack up and run far far away. Away from cork, away from her deadbeat father and away from all the noise. But it's not that simple. With 4 kids to look after, and an addict twin brother she refuses to let slip through the cracks, shes drowning in responsibility. She uses track as an outlet for all her pent up emotion, and damn was she good. Competing for Ireland Youth's on occasion. Gracie has endless potential, but limited motivation. She felt as if her life was worthless, that she was put in this life to survive and protect and not to live nor thrive. 𝐊𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 was done. He knew there was no escaping his surname and the history it was soaked in. No matter how hard he fights he just can't seem to outrun the shadow cast over all the good he has inside him. Battling wars constantly in his head, the only time it all went quiet was on the pitch. Just him, his team and a rugby ball. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 grew up alongside eachother, they knew things about one another that no-one else did. But sometimes the present makes it hard to remember the past.

Brian O'Neill. The coldest fella Tommen's has ever seen-or so they say. And I get it. He walks down the halls like he owns the place, never says much unless he has to, face like it's carved out of marble, always unreadable. He's like a winter prince-untouchable, a bit terrifying, and way too beautiful to be real. But he's mine. He's my boyfriend. He makes my heart beat like a bloody war drum every time he so much as looks at me with that stormy gaze of his. Protective to a fault. He'd burn the whole world down if it meant keeping his siblings safe. They're everything to him-his whole bleeding heart, even if he acts like he hasn't got one. And he fights. Not schoolyard scuffles. Not rugby scraps. I'm talking about underground, illegal fights. The kind you don't talk about. The kind you pray he walks away from. *** Daisy Biggs. If sunshine had a body and a runway walk, it'd be her. She's Ireland's it girl-covers of magazines, Vogue campaigns, CHANEL deals before she was even out of third year. Everyone knows her name. Every girl wants to be her, and every lad stares a bit too long when she walks past. But she's mine. She's my girlfriend. Yeah-me. The cold bastard with blood on his knuckles and bruises under his hoodie. I don't know how I pulled her, honest to God. Maybe 'cause she sees something in me no one else bothers to look for. But we keep it quiet. No one at Tommen's knows. Can't risk the papers finding out, or the other students. She's soft with me. Gentle in a way that makes me forget I've got cuts across my ribs or a busted lip. When I show up to her place, bleeding or shaking or just not right in the head after a fight, she never freaks. She just pulls me in, cleans me up, and wraps her arms around me like I'm something worth saving. I know she hates the fights. Hates what they do to me. Hates what I have to do to win. But what am I supposed to do? When you've got a da who treats you like a weapon, you learn real quick that choices are a luxury.

"Why do the men always have the honor to fight in war when women have the power to bring the army down to there knees" A ruthless man is nothing but a man A ruthless woman is everything a man wishes he could be. What happens if the rebellion didn't die but was just passed down. A Dragon without its rider is a tragedy a rider without their dragon is dead...... Welcome to Forth Wing This story is based off of Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros

Josie Lynch knows how to disappear. At home, silence is survival. Bruises, harsh words, secrets she can't share. With her twin brother Joey, staying small is the only way to survive. She counts every bite. Every pound. Control is all she has left. Then comes Tommen College. And Hughie Biggs-cocky, untouchable, exactly who she shouldn't want. Something about him pulls her in anyway. And she's not sure she can stay safe.