🩷 Mallory Lynch x Dean Holland cover by @swannluvr Mallory never expected to fall for Dean, the nephew of the man that ruined her father's life. Dean didn't expect for the petite blondie to become his everything. But life has a way of surprising you, and Mallory and Dean's love catches them both off guard.

His face was torn. His tone sharp. Eyes sleepy and bleary, but redshot. He couldn't smile this time. It was too heavy. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡. 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐫𝐥𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫? 𝐈𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞? 𝑩𝑶𝒀𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑶𝑴𝑴𝑬𝑵 𝑭𝑨𝑵𝑭𝑰𝑪 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 2

"𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩, 𝙈𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙡 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜." "𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠, 𝙈𝙖𝙯𝙯𝙮 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙨." 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 Mazzy Collins didn't know what it felt to be sad until she looked into Mikey Young's eyes. The burden he carried seemed to swallow him whole, and Mazzy was determined to stop him from being drowned in it. 𝐎𝐑 Mikey Young saw Mazzy Collins as something extraordinary-she was entirely herself, and didn't seem to care about what anyone thought of her. She was golden. And Mikey? Mikey was a ghost-a shell of a boy. He was determined to keep himself away from her, but he never has been good at staying away from things that made him feel alive. oc x oc lizzie young brother oc

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

"𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐏?" - A Boy's Of Tommen Fanfiction. 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐀 '𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐄' 𝐆𝐈𝐁𝐒𝐎𝐍 ; - The fieriest, sharp tongued girl in ballylaggin. Although, the loudest ones hide the most secrets. 𝐃𝐘𝐋𝐀𝐍 '𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍' 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑; - burdened with his father's last name and face, most would assume he'd become ballylaggin's next devil. But that couldn't be further from the truth, with Kenna Gibson to vouch for it. "still hate you!" "love you more, goldie." OC X OC : Gerard Gibson's little sister OC started writing; 24.05.26 complete writing; ???? published; complete;

Eleanor Feely x masc!oc! Second generation boys of tommen book "He's a bad dream, nicotine, druggie complication. She's a peace sign, tea time, drinker on occasion He's an east coast, jeans rolled, no communication. She's a welcome sign. But I believe, they're meant to be, something, someday, somehow." ELEANOR FEELY is sick of being left behind. The outcast of her family, the only one to ever leave the small circle she was born into. She was sick of being the odd one out, of being 'too quiet'. So what happens when she stumbles into a boy who could fuck up her pristine track record? OR.. LUCAS IRVING is up to no good. Smoking cigarettes, partying, fucking around, fighting. He doesn't have the greatest record... until her. A girl with glasses and a clean slate smile that could intoxicate almost anyone. He make be a careless little shit, but he'd do just about anything to get her.

He didn't believe in second chances. She didn't believe in people. Tadgh Lynch had spent most of his life angry. Angry at his father. Angry at himself. Angry at a world that didn't stop burning even after everything he loved had already gone up in smoke. Now sixteen, living under someone else's roof, wearing the number 11 stitched into the back of his jersey, he was still trying to outrun a ghost with his mother's eyes and a monster's voice. Everyone in Tommen knew who he was - the hothead with a rugby number and a bruised knuckle, the smile that meant trouble, the boy who never stayed long enough to get hurt. Flora Feely? She didn't care. Quiet, awkward, sharp as broken glass when she spoke, Flora had mastered the art of staying unnoticed. It was easier that way. People couldn't leave if they never really saw you. And she was tired - tired of silence in her house, tired of being Patrick Feely's little sister, tired of pretending her heart hadn't gone cold the day her father walked out and her mam didn't ask him to stay. She didn't plan on noticing Tadgh Lynch. He didn't plan on needing her. But sometimes the fire in you recognizes the fire in someone else - and it doesn't matter how much you try to smother it. It burns anyway.

"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.

TADHG LYNCH X FEM!OC "Isn't it just so pretty to think, all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?" "Hey, Tadhg." "Hey, Blue" INDIGO MILLER LIKES SAFETY. If anything, she yearns for it. Yet the least safe place for her is the place she calls home. For a fresh start, she begins to attend Tommen. Will this be a good choice? Or one that leads her further down a path of destruction? TADHG LYNCH HATES MOST PEOPLE. His walls have been cleverly built from years of trauma, but at what cost? And what will it take for his walls to crumble? ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ ❭❭─❥─➣ 'Isn't it just so pretty to think, all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me?' INVISIBLE STRING - TAYLOR SWIFT ❭❭─❥─➣ 'And i know none of this will matter in the long run. But i know a sound is still a sound around no one.' I WANT YOU TO LOVE ME - FIONA APPLE ❭❭─❥─➣ 'Don't let this darkness fool you. All lights turned off, can be turned on.' CALL YOUR MOM - NOAH KAHAN ❭❭─❥─➣ '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.' IRIS - THE GOO GOO DOLLS

Caoimhe Kavanagh doesn't do feelings-especially not for Liam Gibson. He's loud, charming, and hopelessly in love with someone else. But somewhere between the teasing and the late-night chats, she falls. And the worst part? He doesn't even see her.