π—¬π—˜π—¦ 𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 ⋆ boys of tommen
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same mouth   𝒇𝒕   bot. by tearstains
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β€Ž β€Ž ✴︎ π’π€πŒπ„ πŒπŽπ”π“π‡ 【 kavanagh 】 est. january 2026 @/. π•Ώπ—˜π—”π—₯π—¦π—§π—”π—œπ—‘π—¦ cover ib swannluvr ending gif by duable 🎼
RUINED , joey lynch by -maddiecline
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↳ VALENTINA YOUNG ruined /ˈro͞oˌind/ adjective adjective: ruined (of a building or place) reduced to a state of decay, collapse, or disintegration. in this case it wasn't a place, it was a person. 'you were like coming up for fresh air, even if that air was full of smoke and bruises.' joey lynch x female oc
𝐟𝐒𝐧𝐝𝐒𝐧𝐠 πŸ• - gerard gibson.  by sweetestsienna
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βœ”οΈŽ remeber when your lost in the darkness - look for the light. ✡
π—ͺπ—’π—‘π——π—˜π—₯π—ͺπ—”π—Ÿπ—Ÿ by cupidsturnz
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Because Maybe, You're Gonna Be The One That Saves Me. β €β’€β €β €β’„β‘€β €β €β €β €β €β €β’€β €β ’β ’β’€ β €β β €β €β €β ˆβ ³β‘„β €β €β‘ β šβ β €β €β €β ˜β‘„ β’Έβ €β €β €β €β£€β£€β‘†β €β ˆβ£±β£€β£΄β‘„β €β €β €β‘‡ β ˜β‘€β €β €β €β €β’ˆβ£·β €β ΄β’Ίβ£€β €β €β €β €β’€β‘‡ β €β ‘β£€β£€β£€β Άβ »β‘β €β €β’Έβ‘Ÿβ ™β£Άβ‘€β €β Ό β €β €β’ β‘Ύβ ‰β €β’ β‘†β €β €β’Έβ ƒβ €β ˆβ’»β£† β €β €β£Ώβ£ β’Άβ£„β €β‘‡β €β €β ˜β ƒβ£€β‘€β’Œβ£ˆβ‘€β € β €β €β €β €β €β ™β Όβ €β €β €β €β Ώβ ‹ ⋆ gerard gibson 𝒙 fem oc inspired by ✢ boys of tommen
never felt so alone ΒΉ ─ johnny kavanagh by abramsapollos
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never felt so alone , johnny kavanagh They both are struggling with something and think the only way to hide it is if they date each other. Β©abramsapollos , 2025 ( book 1 of aspen diaries )
π’πˆππ‚π„ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓, patrick feely. by katiewilmot
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in which cordelia gibson can't stop herself from getting entangled with her childhood best-friend patrick feely. ... patrick feely x fem!oc boys of tommen series
ghost of you 𝓯𝓽. gerard gibson  by lovearchives
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𝕱π—₯π—˜π—¬π—” π— π—’π—Ÿπ—Ÿπ—’π—¬ Freya Molloy was the girl everyone knew-spunky, flirty, and a little bit reckless. Until one night changed everything. Once the life of every party, she leaves without warning - leaving behind unanswered questions and a trail of rumors regarding her sudden transfer to an all girl's private academy in the English countryside. After three years, Freya's back but coming back isn't as easy as picking up where she left off. Older, quieter, but still carrying the weight of everything she left behind, the return of Ballylaggin's prodigal daughter sparks questions she's not ready to answer-and feelings she thought she'd buried for good, especially when she runs into Gibsie, the boy she once loved. π•²π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗗 π—šπ—œπ—•π—¦π—’π—‘ Gerard "Gibsie" Gibson has always been the golden boy-easy smile, easy charm, and the one who never quite got over Freya. When she suddenly reappears, all the old feelings he tried to forget come rushing back. But Freya's return isn't just a blast from the past-it's a reminder of the night that tore everything apart. Freya's return comes with secrets, and Gibsie's not sure if he's ready to hear the truth about why she left-or if knowing might change everything between them. Still, one thing hasn't changed: when it comes to Freya Molloy, Gibsie's never been able to walk away. ────── a 'π—―π—Όπ˜†π˜€ 𝗼𝗳 π˜π—Όπ—Ίπ—Ίπ—²π—»' fic. gerard gibson ✷ fem. original character Β© π™«π™žπ™€π™‘π™šπ™£π™©-π™™π™šπ™‘π™žπ™œπ™π™©π™¨, 2025
π—”π— π—˜π—₯π—œπ—–π—”π—‘ π—§π—˜π—˜π—‘π—”π—šπ—˜π—₯ by clairebiggs
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For Joey Lynch, the world was never anything but a rotten, cruel battlefield. Born on a holiday meant for light, he was instead forged in the darkness of an abusive legacy, forced to become a protector before he was even a boy. He is a creature of trauma and raw survival, forever battling the seductive, drowning pull of addiction that promises a final escape. But there has always been a light in the dark for him. Just a singular, defiant spark: Estella, his sister's best friend. She is a magnificent anomaly, a walking, breathing sunbeam in his grime-coated life. Her hair is a shock of bright, liquid silver, catching the light like spilled moonlight, framing a face that is dizzyingly, charmingly cute. Her eyes, wide and unnerving, are the colour of molten silver.When she stares up at Joey, meeting his trauma-hardened gaze with her impossible luminosity and a cheeky, uncompromising grin, he knows: she is trouble. The necessary kind. He has lost everything: his peace, his innocence, his stability. But she is the one thing that can never slip away. Not when he snarls and retreats like a cornered animal; she simply stares, her bright eyes unsettlingly steady, and deploys that silly, confident grin. God, he is putty in her hands. The temptation between them is a physical, humming wire, stretched taut for years. But when they finally give in-when the shadow reaches for the light, and the light does not pull away-things dare to take a turn for the worse. As Joey fights his darkest demons, trying to fend off his violent father and the relentless grip of addiction, he discovers that the girl who glows has been quietly burning, too. They need to decide if this fierce, hard-won love can genuinely tame all the anger and war within them... ... and if a single, silver light is truly the answer to all the world's rot.
β™± π˜™π˜Œπ˜“π˜Œπ˜ˆπ˜šπ˜π˜•π˜Ž π˜›π˜π˜π˜™π˜›π˜Œπ˜Œπ˜• β™± by clairebiggs
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π™Šπ™‹π™ƒπ™€π™‡π™„π˜Ό π™‡π™”π™‰π˜Ύπ™ƒ'S fury was a storm that broke loose the second she saw her sister go down. Without a second thought, she mistook π™…π™Šπ™ƒπ™‰π™‰π™” π™†π˜Όπ™‘π˜Όπ™‰π˜Όπ™‚π™ƒ for the culprit and decided he deserved a dose of his own medicine. Grabbing the rugby ball, she launched it back at him with a force that was all raw, righteous anger. Johnny saw her, and in that moment, the entire world outside of her seemed to fade away. He was a boy who lived and breathed the game, but her sheer intensity pulled his attention off the pitch. It wasn't her body he noticed first, but her eyes-the color of whiskey, sharp and defiant, framed by dark lashes that contrasted with the soft, rebellious pink in her hair. He noticed the way she swallowed hard, as if choking down words she couldn't dare to speak, and the way her jaw tightened before she unleashed a snarky remark at his best friend, Gibsie. He was captivated. But he knew, with a certainty that was both thrilling and terrifying, that girls like her came with a warning label. They were the ones who broke you and then laughed as you bled. Still, a dangerous instinct told him that to let her walk away would be a regret he'd carry forever. β™± α΄α΄˜Κœα΄‡ΚŸΙͺα΄€ Κ™Κ€Ιͺᴅɒᴇᴛ α΄α΄œΚ€α΄˜ΚœΚ, α΄›Κœα΄‡ α΄„ΚœΙͺΚŸα΄… ᴏꜰ α΄€ ΚŸα΄α΄ α΄‡ΚŸα΄‡κœ±κœ± α΄€κœ°κœ°α΄€ΙͺΚ€. α΄›Κœα΄‡ ᴏɴᴇ ᴑʜᴏ Κœα΄€κœ± ʙᴇᴇɴ ʙᴇᴀᴛᴇɴ ᴅᴏᴑɴ α΄€Ι΄α΄… Ι’α΄œα΄›α΄›α΄‡α΄… ʙʏ Κœα΄‡Κ€ ᴏᴑɴ κœ°α΄€α΄Ιͺʟʏ. α΄›Κœα΄‡ ʏᴏᴜɴɒ Ι’ΙͺΚ€ΚŸ ᴑʜᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ α΄›Κœα΄‡ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛΙͺᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɒ. κœ±Κœα΄‡ Κ™Ιͺα΄›α΄‡κœ± ᴅᴏᴑɴ! κœ±Κœα΄‡ α΄‡α΄€α΄›κœ± Κα΄α΄œΚ€ Κ™ΚŸα΄α΄α΄…! Κ™α΄œα΄› κœ±Κœα΄‡'ꜱ κœ±α΄„α΄€Κ€α΄‡α΄…, ᴄʀʏΙͺΙ΄Ι’ α΄€Ι΄α΄… α΄˜Κ€α΄€ΚΙͺΙ΄Ι’ κœ°α΄Κ€ α΄€ ᴑᴀʏ α΄α΄œα΄›! β™±
LOVING SIX! by clairebiggs
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𝙅 π™Š 𝙀 𝙔 𝙇 𝙔 𝙉 𝘾 𝙃 was broken from the start. Born into a shattered family as the second son, he lost his only protector when he left town. With no one else to step up, he was forced to become a father to his siblings while still just a boy himself. To survive, he fell into a world he never wanted, a desperate reality of drugs and addiction. It was in this darkness that he found a fleeting, impossible light: Orla Gallagher. She looked like an angel, but her words were laced with a sharp, undeniable wit. To him, she wasn't just a girl-she was magic. He became entranced by her light, consumed by a desperate need to make it glow forever, to save it from the very world he inhabited. But as the lines between friend and lover blurred, a terrifying truth emerged. Joey Lynch was a boy who knew how to keep people out, a boy who built walls around himself, and those walls were suffocating the one person who mattered Now, he faces the most agonizing problem of his life: his last chance at salvation, Orla, might not open the door he so desperately needs her to walk through.