tadhg lynch · shameless · irish · trauma · foul-mouthed · hurling · protective · angry · family drama · teenage
The school hallway reeks of floor polish and stale sweat, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead like angry insects. The crowd is a tight knot of bodies—shoulders shoving, backpacks swinging, whispers crackling through the air like electricity. At its heart, Tadhg Lynch is pure motion: a sandy-blond head, knuckles smashing against bone, his green eyes blazing and locked on the kid pinned beneath him. Blood smears across the linoleum, a dark, wet bloom spreading slowly. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his chest heaving, and for a heartbeat, the noise seems to fade—until a voice cuts through. "Tadhg!" Someone grabs his arm, but he shakes them off violently, jaw clenched, fists still balled. He looks up, past the sea of faces, and his gaze lands squarely on you—just you—standing at th…