Conor Kavanagh. The heartthrob of Tommen College. The biggest playboy in the school - cocky smirk, rugby jersey practically sewn onto him, always with a smart comment and that maddening wink. He's friendly, charming, flirty as hell. The kind of lad who'd carry your bag for you and somehow make it seem like your idea. But don't let that fool you - he's trouble. All sharp jawlines and swagger. And somehow, he's decided I'm his next bloody charity case. I hate it. I hate how he shows up when I don't ask, how he looks at me like I'm breakable. I don't need saving - I've got it sorted. The drink, the pills, the temper - all of it. My mess, not his. And every time I tell him to back off, to leave me be, he just gets closer, like I'm speaking in code. I don't need his pity or his perfect face. I don't need him. So why does part of me keep hoping he'll show up again tomorrow? *** Sinead Biggs. The reigning queen of Tommen. Sharp-tongued, sharp-eyed, and terrifying in heels. Everyone thinks she's just Cath's little sister - until she opens her gob and makes half the school cry before lunch. She walks those halls like she owns them, and honestly? She kind of does. The lads are scared of her. The girls want to be her. And me? I'm hopelessly, pathetically into her. Everyone knows it. My mates won't shut up about it. Even when she's tearing strips off me with that mouth of hers, I'm there grinning like a gobshite. Because deep down, I remember. I remember when we used to be best friends. When she used to laugh like a lunatic at my stupid jokes, when her hand would brush mine and neither of us would move away. But then came Owen Rice - the prick. Then came that night. The accident. The hospital. And when she came back, she wasn't the same. She'd built up walls with barbed wire. She'd become someone colder, louder, crueler. But I still see her. The girl I knew. And every once in a while, when no one's looking, I think she sees me too.

"you have a beautiful soul, dorothea lynch. don't let anyone else tell you otherwise." AOIFE MOLLOY x FEM!OC DUAL POV

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐒 always saw 𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 as nothing more than a friend, but years of his relentless flirting slowly chipped away at her defenses. As she stands by him through his darkest battles with addiction, friendship blossoms into a love neither of them ever expected. ‎ꫂ᭪݁ r͟a͟n͟k͟i͟n͟g͟s͟ #2 joey lynch #1 biggs #2 lynch

𝐑𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐡 is a rugby devotee-just like his da Johnny Kavanagh, Rory's becoming a rugby star for Ireland too. And just like his mam. Rory's heart is full of love...but no one to love? Rory always had his life planned from the beginning he's always wanted to play rugby. Stick to tradition like his da. And Rory was fine with it, well till he met someone very unfamiliar or maybe not so unfamiliar..who crashed into his life. Literally. 𝐈𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐲 is the kind of girl who doesn't care what people think, she's just going along with her life her way-reading, laughing and spending time with her closest friends, who have loved her fiercely since she can remember. They all grew up together, sharing memories, secrets, and maybe something Issie hasn't quite pieced tighter yet. But maybe Issie will figure it out when she starts Tommen for the new school year. RoryKavanaghxIssieDempsey BOT second generation

"𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐩 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟." ˖ ݁♬⋆˚𝄞‧₊ ♪˚⊹ 𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙩 is a symphony of hollow bones and piano chords, starving herself until there's nothing left to break. She wants 𝙋𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙁𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙮 with a desperation that makes her lungs ache, but she's terrified of the crash. She sees the boy drowning in a bottle and the hollow warmth of too many girls. To Katie, loving a drunk feels like a slow way to die, and she's already halfway there. So, she runs straight into the arms of 𝙃𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙞𝙚 𝘽𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙨, Patrick's best friend. Hugh is safe but shallow; he likes her company and the distraction, however his heart doesn't beat for her. But 𝙋𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠 is a storm that no amount of alcohol can drown out. He's a wreck of nicotine and cheap whiskey, forced to watch the girl he'd burn the world for settle for a boy who doesn't even know she's shattering. He loves Hugh like a brother, but he loves Katie with his entire being. Every time he sees them together, it's a fresh cut to a soul that's already scarred over. He hides his shaking hands in his pockets and his heart behind meaningless flings, too cowardly to admit that his fear of commitment is just a fear of being the reason she finally breaks. He's the boy who wants her but can't reach her, trapped in a silence where the only thing more addictive than the drink is the sight of her loving someone else. It's the devastating math of three hearts that don't add up: a girl too scared to be loved, a boy too drunk to be chosen, and a friend caught in the middle who doesn't realize he's holding the only thing that could save them both. ✮ Timeline: 2003-2007

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── What happens when two broken souls find an understanding in eachother. When they both find a moment of peace with eachothers company, momentarily free from the burdens of their messed up lives Do they heal together? Or do they break eachother further? Joey lynch x femoc Ballylaggin 1999-????

❝ She kept telling herself he meant nothing to her. Her pulse kept calling her a liar. ❞ Boys Of Tommen / before b13 - ?? Fem!oc x Male!oc started. may 14th, 2026 published. june 27th, 2026 finished. ?? cover by pearliere © bnnyskirt 2026

ੈ✩‧₊˚ and here's the part where the girl gets pissed and the girl is me.. ❜ lizzie young x female oc / boys of tommen cover made by: @swannluvr

"Through anything?" "Through everything." Tadhg Lynch is fire and silence. With a brutal past and a father who taught him fear behind closed doors, Tadhg wears his trauma like armor-sharp, defensive, and unreadable. To most, that is. Nightmares consume him, trust eludes him, and peace is a foreign language he's convinced he would never come close to understanding. He recognizes pain the same way others recognize faces-especially in her. Ciara Bellemore is light dimmed too soon. Graceful and polite on the outside, but broken and dead on the inside. She hides bruises beneath long sleeves and hope beneath whispered prayers. With a mother fading from illness and a home filled with silence and control, Ciara clings to the only comfort she has the knowledge of-angels, feathers, and a belief in something better. When they collide, it's as though fire had met water. An invisible strength kept pulling the other into their orbit-either taunting the other with their presence or showing them what it owes.

"i don't know why i feel this way. i really love you, claire biggs." CLAIRE BIGGS x FEM!OC DUAL FIRST POV