Andrew Minyard is the newest addition to the Edgar Allan University Exy team. He’s short, he’s fast, he’s devilishly good in a goal — and in another universe, he could have been the deadliest investment a Coach with nothing to lose could have made.
Signing with the unbeaten national champions is a dream many young Exy players seek after, but few know how the black corridors of Castle Evermore can quickly turn into a nightmare for the unsuspecting fool. The EA Ravens are a hive mind, built on sharp strings of violence, sex and codependence. At the top of the Nest, there is at the same time no place for secrets and a foul air saturated with them, starting with Riko’s inner circle Andrew has been drafted to.
Laying eyes on the Crown of Evermore comes with a price of blood, and paying it can cost one’s life
as well as their family’s.
*everyone is standing around a broken coffee machine*
So... who broke it? I'm not mad. I just wanna know.
I did. I broke it.
No. No, you didn't. Cheryl?
Don't look at me! Look at Kevin.
What?! I didn't break it!
Huh. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
No, it's not!
If it matters, probably not... Veronica was the last one to use it.
Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Oh, really? Then what were you doing over by the coffee cart earlier?
I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Archie!
Alright, let's not fight! I broke it, let me pay for it, Juggie.
No. Who broke it?
Jughead, Josie's been awfully quiet...
Jughead, to the camera while everyone argues in the background:
I broke it. It burned my hand, so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
Neil Josten, student athlete: You know 😂 I get it 👏 Being raised as a superstar📷⭐️ must be really 💯really difficult for you 👊Always a commodity 💵💰never a human being 👤 not a single person in your family 👨👩👦👦thinking you’re worth 💎a damn off the court ❌yeah sounds rough 💦 Kevin 😤 and I talk about your intricate and endless daddy 👔 issues all the time 😈
okay but listen, kevin trusts abby, he feels safe with her. and wymack trusts abby, she’s an integral part of keeping the foxes alive (both physically and metaphorically). and kevin and wymack trust each other, but there not there yet. abby is a source of comfort for both of them (as a maternal figure to kevin and a partner to wymack) she provides the emotional support for them and is a shoulder to lean on when they need someone. basically what i’m saying is that as kevin and wymack build their father and son relationship abby is there to pull them together and facilitate a healthy bond between the two and together they make a cute family unit and kevin starts calling abby mom before he calls wymack dad (to his face)
Requests: I just read The Fourth Musketeer and I’m in
love! Will you release the next part soon? I can’t wait ❤❤❤
Can u please do a part
2 of “the four musketeer” please?
I know requests are
closed and so please don’t even rush with this request like honestly take
however long you want to, but I actually need a 2nd part of ‘the fourth
musketeer’ your writing is so amazing!
Pairing: Archie x
has become invested in (Y/N)’s story, and so she seeks out those who knew her.
A/N: I have been
having so much fun writing this series, hope you guys enjoy this part!
“(Y/N)” was the only word that came out
of Veronica’s mouth as she sat down at the lunch table. Jughead, Betty, and
Kevin’s heads all snapped up.
“How do you know about (Y/N)?” Kevin
questioned. Veronica shrugged.
“Archie was kind of having a meltdown at
Jughead’s party,” she answered. Betty and Jughead shared a concerned look.
“God, what happened?” Betty asked.
“He was screaming her name when I came
up,” Veronica explained. "He
babbled on about how much he loved her and that he should’ve told her and that
he kissed her.“
“Wait, he kissed her?” Kevin
interrupted, his eyes doubling in size. He
glanced over at Jughead and Betty who appeared to be just as shocked as he was.
“You didn’t know?” Veronica’s eyes
“No,” Jughead muttered, shaking his
head. "He never told us.“
“We always knew they had a thing for each
other,” Kevin elaborated. "But
we never knew that something actually happened between them.“
"When did she move?”
“Two years ago,” Jughead answered. "The summer before eighth grade.“
"There was this dance,” Betty reminisced,
“in the fall of our eighth grade year.”
“Archie was gonna ask (Y/N),” Jughead
frowned. "He was preparing himself
ever since he first heard about the dance.“
"And he never got the chance,” Kevin
“Do you know why she moved?” Veronica
inquired. The rest of her table
“Probably her dad,” Betty replied. "He was a really intense lawyer, and he
got relocated to some big city firm.“
”(Y/N) was gonna try and stay with the
Andrews,“ said Jughead. "They
were more than willing to take her in, too. But-”
“But, of course, her parents wanted her to
go with them,” Veronica finished. Jughead grimly nodded. "So two whole years, and Archie still
isn’t over this girl?“
"Well the thing is,” Betty grimaced,
“he never coped well with her leaving. After (Y/N) left he was… strange. He practically denied her existence.”
"Yeah,” Kevin chimed in. "He never talked about her or anything. It was pretty frightening, actually. It seemed like he had completely forgotten
"And if you’re wondering why Archie can’t
get over her,” Jughead answered Veronica’s unasked question, “it’s
because he was always in love with her.”
“Yeah, he told me that,” she mumbled.
“I don’t think you understand though,”
he said. "They were both so in
love. They were always there for each
other, caring for each other. When
Archie’s parents were fighting, (Y/N) was there; whenever (Y/N)’s dog died,
Archie was there. You couldn’t find one
without the other. Betty and I were also
good friends with them, but those two? They
Maybe it was Veronica’s fascination with dramatic
love stories; maybe it was her desire for an explanation as to why Archie
didn’t return her feelings for him. Either way, she found herself searching for
more information about (Y/N). That was
how she ended up at the Andrews household. Archie wasn’t home.
”(Y/N)?“ Fred Andrews repeated, holding
a beer as he sat across from Veronica. "I
haven’t heard that name in a while.”
“I, on the contrary, have been hearing her
name quite a lot lately,” Veronica shrugged, sipping on a glass of water. "So what happened between her and
"Oh, I don’t think it’s my place to
say,” Mr. Andrews sighed. "It’s
Archie’s tale to tell.“
"He already told me about her,”
Veronica quickly explained. "But
only the happy parts. Only the parts he
wants to remember.“ Mr. Andrews
exhaled and took another swig of beer. He
stared at Veronica for a moment in silence.
"Why do you want to know?” he finally
“I like hearing stories,” she shrugged.
“This sounds like a good
book.” Fred Andrews laughed.
“If this was a book,” he responded,
“my son would’ve had a happy ending with that girl.”
“Maybe he will,” Veronica offered. "I don’t think the story’s over
yet.“ Fred’s laughter shrunk into a
smile. He cleared his throat.
"If there’s one thing you should know about
(Y/N),” he started, “it’s that she is the purest soul you will ever
meet. She was kind and gentle, and she
was exactly what Archie needed.” Veronica
quietly nodded, intrigued. "I knew
both her father and mother quite well. So,
of course, when our children were born around the same time, we knew we wanted
them to be best friends. A couple years
later, we realized we wanted them to get married.“ Fred Andrews and Veronica both laughed. "Sometimes in the movies you see the boy
and girl resisting each other because when you’re little, it’s gross to talk to
someone who’s the opposite gender. That
was never the case with Archie and (Y/N). They were both sweet on each other.”
“That’s so cute,” Veronica cooed.
“It was,” Mr. Andrews sighed. "I remember this one day; I think Archie
was eleven at the time. He and (Y/N)
were at the park all day, as they usually were. That night, he came running home and swung the
door open. His mouth was going at a mile
per minute. When I finally got him to
slow down, he told me that he was in love with (Y/N). He had the biggest grin on his face.“
"The day he kissed her?” Veronica
clarified. Mr. Andrews chuckled.
“Yeah. God, it made me so happy. I knew that he sometimes overheard his mom and
I fighting, and I was worried that it would somehow affect his relationships. That kind of stuff damages a kid, you know? But he had stars in his eyes as he talked
about (Y/N), and I don’t think I’ve seen him that happy since then.”
“I heard you offered to take her in,”
Veronica changed the subject, “when she was going to move.” Fred Andrews stiffly nodded.
“Archie’s mom and I fought a lot. But (Y/N)’s parents? That poor kid. She slept over here so many times because the
screaming was keeping her awake. And the
saddest part was she never cried or appeared to be sad. She would just come in here, clutching
Archie’s hand, looking up at me with big sad eyes and politely asked me to
stay. Of course, I never refused.” Veronica frowned. "When I heard she was moving, I was
concerned about how crushed Archie was, sure, but I couldn’t bear to let (Y/N)
go off on her own with her parents. At
least when she was in Riverdale, I knew she had a safe place here. Now, I don’t know if she has one.“ He took a long swig of beer before continuing.
”(Y/N) was like a daughter to me. Archie isn’t the only one who loved her.“
"Sounds like a special girl,” Veronica
commented. Fred nodded.
“Have you ever considered writing a book
about this?” Veronica sat across
from Jughead in Pop’s. He lightly glared
at her, lowering his laptop lid.
“Write about what?” he snapped. She had interrupted his writing when he was in
“(Y/N),” she answered. Jughead shot a glance at Betty.
“You know before Jason Blossom was shot,
(Y/N) and Archie were the most interesting things in Riverdale.”
“Wasn’t there a two-year gap between (Y/N)
leaving and Jason getting shot?” Veronica inquired.
“Isn’t it interesting that someone so in
love could just pretend that the person they loved never existed?” Betty
countered on Jughead’s behalf.
“Touché,” Veronica muttered.
“Anyways, to answer your question, of course
I’ve considered it,” Jughead said. "In
fact, I already wrote a whole novel.“
"Seriously?” Betty and Veronica
exclaimed simultaneously. Jughead nodded
“Of course. But I do think something is missing,” he
responded. Veronica furrowed her
“What do you mean?”
“Well I kept it non-fiction,” he
elaborated. "I didn’t add anything
that didn’t happen. Although, I guess
now I’ll have to put in the kiss. Anyways,
I don’t have a plot twist.“
”(Y/N) moving isn’t plot twist enough for
you?“ Betty asked a question this time.
"That’s the climax,” he explained. "Everything that happened after that was
the falling action. I have no plot twist
and no resolution.“ All three
sitting at the table furrowed their eyebrows. A faint jingle alerted the diner that there
was a new customer. Betty casually
glanced up and then did a double take at what she saw. She gripped Jughead’s arm.
"Is that plot twist enough for you?”
she whispered, gesturing towards the entrance. Jughead and Veronica’s gaze both snapped
towards the front, their focus attaching to the figure who just walked in.
“No way,” Jughead breathed.
“Is that…” Veronica trailed off,
unable to form a sentence. Jughead and
Betty both nodded, confirming her suspicions.