She was like looking into a mirror. Or reading a book I've always had but only skimmed through. 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 was the oldest daughter in her family. The first try. The first mistake. She carried responsibility like it was stitched into her bones. Moving to Ireland was meant to be a new start-a quiet hope that distance from London might soften the edges of everything. But it hasn't. Of course it hasn't. It's just given her a new place to hold everything together, again. Emory is fraying, but she can't let it show. Her siblings need her steady. They need her unbreakable. And that's what she makes herself. 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐆 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 moves through the world like nothing can touch him. Easy confidence-sharp tongue. Untouchable on the Hurling pitch. He's the boy the teachers don't know what to do with, he's brilliant, but careless-Always needing something to challenge him, or else he's distracted. But underneath all that easy is something unsteady. His childhood was built on volatility. An angry father, a numb mother-and when the fire took them both, Tadhg didn't know what to do. How to live in the soft moments, the quiet-he wasn't even sure what that was. He carries the quiet, suffocating guilt of survival-the feeling that every breath he takes is stolen from his mother, who never got to keep hers. _________________ 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐆𝐇 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 𝐱 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 (𝐎𝐂)

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.

⎯⎯⎯ ʽ No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her ʼ ┏ róisín wilmot was the light for joey lynch whenever he was lost in the darkness ┛ boys of tommen | saving 6 - joey lynch x fem!oc aoife molloy x male!oc Ⓒ︎ rozanovfilms, 2026

And I'd give up forever to touch you 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to Heaven that I'll ever be And I don't wanna go home right now Joey Lynch x Fem!oc [ Boys of Tommen ]

𝗕𝗢𝗬𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗡 |Clara Allen is Tommen's golden girl - the polite smile, the soft voice, the modest skirt. She doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, doesn't curse. She remembers birthdays, prays at night, and carries herself like the world will always bend to her kindness. Everyone sees the light she shines. But no one sees the shadows beneath it. Behind closed doors,Clara's faith twists like chains around her, and her past whispers secrets she's too scared to speak aloud. Her heart, fragile and unyielding, has never stopped belonging to Johnny Kavanagh - her childhood sweetheart, the boy who once promised her forever before rugby tore them apart. Years later, their secret glances remain, electric and fleeting, and her golden heart still beats only for him. But Tommen is no longer simple. Shannon Lynch, shy, quiet, and impossible to ignore, enters their lives - crashing into their fragile reconnection and turning it into something far messier. What starts as a love triangle spirals into something neither girl expected: stolen touches, secret glances, and the kind of tension that burns as much as it soothes. Lines blur. Loyalties shift. And in the middle of it all, Clara must face the truth - about her past, her faith, and the kind of love she's willing to fight for. She was the golden girl. He was her first love. But the girl who stood between them? She might just ruin everything... or save them both. ׂ╰┈➤. fem!oc x johnny kavanagh x shannon lynch published - sept 6, 2025 ended-

Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 . ✦ ݁ ˖ "Still hate me?" I whispered, hands running over the sides of her legs. Her eyes sparkled. "Always." "Good." joey lynch x oc fem post redeeming 6 [ enemies to lovers x brothers best friend ]

i would choose you in every lifetime

THE GODS BETRAYED HER. THEY PLAGUED HER WITH FIRE AND BLOOD. A KNIGHT OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS MULTI X OC