𐙚⋆. Kai Brady has always been broken and completely alone in the world. Until she meets Joey Lynch. A boy who's almost as broken as she is. Joey Lynch x fem oc! Friends to lovers I am also not Chloe Walsh. Things will be changed to fit plots and I don't own all the characters. Full credits to Chloe Walsh for creating the wonderful universe of Tommen and its original characters!

𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞. / 𝗕𝗢𝗬𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗡 ✩𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙨: @𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡 🏹 !!

🧰🌫️🍃༊*·˚ ━━━━━━━━━━ ' time cast a spell on you but you won't forget me i know i could've loved you, but you would not let me ' ━━━━━━━━━━ ⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ erin brady was always ambitious. she was the first girl in primary school to get her pen license, and now she was completely determined to be the next political leader in the republic of ireland ⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ joey lynch was used to being full of anger and resentment. he'd been dodging hits from his dad as long as he could remember and what better way to cope than with intoxication and messing around with the wrong people ⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ the two most unlikely people to ever meet end up forming the most intimate bond anyone can ask for, but when it all comes down, they have to ask themselves the question ... is it really worth it ? JOEY LYNCH X FEM!OC headdinthewall 2025

Last time I checked the two of us were messier. joey lynch / BOYS OF TOMMEN

❛We are no mad men, we are no good people either.❜ Who said I wanted to leave this wretched town without you? ❚ BOYS OF TOMMEN 𖦹 ꒰ Joey Lynch x Fem!OC ꒱ 𖧧 by thecosmicnobody

▐ ⋆˙⟡ ❛ but i always knew that in the end, no one was coming to save me. so i just prayed, and i keep praying ❜ 𝜗𝜚 joey lynch x fem!oc ❪ ongoing. . . ❫ ⋆˚࿔ T7 boys of tommen ──────────── 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ╱ clementine evans was a troubled girl overcoming her troubled past. how could she escape when she accidentally fell victim to the most addictive drug of them all - love. © babyspliff 2026

❝ I used to think that i could never lose anyone if I photographed them enough. In fact, my pictures show me how much I've lost. ❞ Charlotte "Lottie" Weston is exactly what Tommen expects her to be. Polite. Put-together. Untouchable. She's the girl teachers trust, parents approve of, and everyone else keeps at a comfortable distance. Good grades, soft smile, never out of line. She doesn't make mistakes. At least-not where anyone can see. Because the version of Lottie Weston that exists after dark doesn't belong in school corridors and neatly pressed uniforms. It lives in loud music, dim lighting, and places no one would think to look for her. And she plans to keep it that way. Joey Lynch doesn't care about any of it. He keeps his head down, sticks to his own, and doesn't waste time on people who don't matter. He's not interested in reputations, doesn't play along, and definitely doesn't pay attention to girls like Charlotte Weston. If he notices anything, he doesn't say. If he knows something, he keeps it to himself. And if their worlds cross, it's only for a second-just long enough to make it clear that whatever Charlotte is pretending to be... he's not buying it. started: finished: ??? ( female oc x joey lynch ) opposites attract trope

━━━━ ⛓️♟️🗝️ there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin JOEY LYNCH ( male!oc ) the sinner x the addict BOYS OF TOMMEN

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.