Honestly, most The Raven Cycle x The Foxhole Court fanfic don’t make any sense, writers try to suddenly make one of the raven boys play exy and that just doesn’t work. You know who could be a fox? MATTHEW LYNCH!!!!
-So ronan once said to Aurora that matthew was playing “lacrosse or some shit, something sweaty”.
- Matthew could be playing exy and ronan wouln’t know because they are kinda similar??
-Imagine 18 years old Matthew going to palmetto state in neil’s second year.
-No one understands how this ray of sunshine can be a Fox.
-They only know that he is a orphan and have two older brothers (and they are apparently really rich).
-Matthew is actually a millionaire??
-and he always goes to church with Renee.
-He and Matt are super friends and they practice boxing together.
-Matthew only tells them his father was murdered, and that his mother was beautiful and loving, but refuses to talk about her death.
-The foxes are shocked when they meet declan and ronan for the first time because they are so different from matthew, like, kinda wary and ronan seems a bit dangerous.
-The Lynch brothers are all really hot.
-The gangsey going to a game and meeting the foxes (they would be around the same age as kevin i think).
-The foxes meet Adam and are super surprised to find out he is Ronan’s boyfriend.
- Gansey and Kevin talking about history cause they both love it and no one else is willing to listen to them.
-Blue becomes friends with the girls.
-Everyone loves Matthew because he is so adorable and genuine. Even Aaron likes him.
Also....I have one more. What about assassin andrew being sent to kill neil but falls in love instead au ❤❤❤
Mostly, Andrew Minyard slits his marks’ throats. One clean slice on the side, a severed carotid artery, blood flow to the brain cut off. A quick death. Not out of mercy, but out of necessity—cutting major veins is too messy, and severing a windpipe is too slow.
So Andrew Minyard goes for the carotid arteries. Mostly.
Neil turns to the next page in the folder. Some of Minyard’s earlier victims were strangled to death. A few have been shot, though likely as a last resort—police reports mention signs of a struggle, bullets in the back of the head like they were trying to get away.
Well, “victims” is a subjective term. Implies faultlessness. Innocence. Andrew Minyard’s victims are never faultless or innocent. Before the Moriyamas hired him, Andrew Minyard operated like a vicious Robin Hood, or a Batman-for-pay, taking relatively small fees to rid real victims of their abusers.
andrew joseph minyard, for all intents and purposes, does not want to associate himself with Anyone, if he could help it.
he does his group projects so efficiently, his classmates deem him the lifeguard to all group projects
he avoids having to sit in lunch with anyone save for renee and aaron, if he can
he’s always on the rush to get home because he can’t take just using pain meds to get rid of the horrible, horrible feeling of disorientation
he also has this long-standing dislike of jocks bolstered by either of 3 things: a) he’s a natural genius, b) he’s gay, and c) aaron had to assault one for getting andrew roofied at the freshman mixer.
ENTER: neil abram hatford
neil and kevin are new to The States. being friends since neil was eight (when kayleigh finally settled down from bumming around in ireland), kevin and neil were basically stuck to the hip.
they transferred to the US when kevin finally landed himself an exchange program in california, neil because he could, kevin because of his dad, and both because they were tired of the ravens at their old boarding school
as soon as the school year starts, both of our lovable idiots join the soccer team (sorry, no exy :( ). they take the same spanish class, the same history class, and even have the same lunch blocks. so basically, they do everything they did back in the UK
so technically second year debate team genius Andrew Minyard shouldn’t actually care about first year exchange student and jock Neil Hatford
Sam sits on a tiny chair in a small room, wrists in handcuffs resting on the table in front of him. He’s been waiting for the better part of three hours without so much as a hello from anyone. He’s got a pretty good idea of what’s happening, at least the basics. He can’t say he wasn’t expecting to be brought in for questioning, he was, however, unprepared for the SWAT team knocking down the door to the mobile office at their construction site.
He takes a deep breath, running his hands through his hair. While he’s not new to being on this side of the law, he’s never been left to sweat in the box for this long.