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

𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈, 𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗌𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾𝖽. 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖻𝗂'𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗐𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗋𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗆, 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾. 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗌, 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆. 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗍- 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽: 𝟢𝟨/𝟢𝟨/𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟨

Cara Lynch has never believed in happy endings. Growing up with an alcoholic father and a family that's falling apart, she's learned to rely on one thing and one thing only-rugby. It's where she feels strongest, where the world finally goes quiet. Iris Gibson hides her pain behind an easy smile. She spends her days helping in her mam's bakery, playing rugby, and pretending the past can't reach her. No one knows the truth about the family she's desperate to escape. When Cara and Iris meet on opposite sides of the rugby pitch, sparks fly-and not the good kind. A brutal match ignites a rivalry neither of them can shake. But as the season unfolds, stolen glances become secret meetings, and hatred slowly gives way to something neither girl saw coming. With rival teams, painful pasts, and a relationship that has to stay hidden, Cara and Iris must decide whether love is worth risking everything they've ever known.

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.

Bethany Gibson has known Rory Kavanagh for as long as she can remember. From muddy gardens to childhood promises, they grow up side by side - inseparable, stubborn, and completely unaware that everyone else can already see what they can't. She burns too bright. He holds himself too tight. Bethany is chaos, loud and untamed, chasing escape in all the wrong places. Rory is control, steady and disciplined, carrying the quiet pressure of being everything he's expected to be. Best friends. Always. Until growing up turns everything complicated. Because somewhere along the way, the line between friendship and something more begins to blur - and the promise they made at six starts to mean more than either of them knows how to handle. They were never meant to lose each other. But sometimes love isn't the problem. Sometimes it's everything else. And sometimes... the person who feels most like home- is the one you risk destroying the most.

𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘽𝙀𝙇𝙇𝘼 𝙂𝘼𝙇𝙇𝘼𝙂𝙃𝙀𝙍 never asked for permission. She had money, charm, and a last name that made doors swing wide open - but she also had a talent for chaos. And the second she set her sights on Shannon Lynch, she found herself tangled up with the one person immune to her effortless pull. 𝙅𝙊𝙀𝙔 𝙇𝙔𝙉𝘾𝙃 wasn't impressed by Arabella's car, her smirk, or the way she could turn his sister's world upside down with a snap of her fingers. Protective, sharp-edged, and impossible to intimidate, he had one rule: keep his family safe. Arabella leaned across the table, smirk tugging at her lips. "Careful, Lynch. Scowling like that'll give you wrinkles." Joey didn't look up from his phone. "And talking like that'll get you smacked." She gasped theatrically, clutching her chest. "Violent and charming. Be still, my heart." For the first time all day, Joey's mouth twitched - the ghost of a smile he refused to give her.

Victoria Kavanagh had it all, until she didn't. In the aftermath of one fateful night, 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. With his body. With his soul. But the worst fight was the one in his mind. So he found ways to stop it. 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 was, 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

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.

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