I’m reading Taizi’s Archer AU, specifically the “Live to Let You Shine” story. It’s an AU in which Leo died in the prison dimension and Mikey is literally the only one trying to hold the rest of the family together, and I just…
If I were in his position I wouldn’t be able to stand it. Why would I stay somewhere where only disappointment waits? I would go to the hidden city and start a new life if I’m the only one who wants to move forward.
no thoughts just an archery!au where andrew wants to learn archery and neil is the archery trainer/teacher (??) mm yea
like andrew fixed on his target? and neil is behind him gently, slowly adjusting his form to improve it? and andrew feeling the warmth radiate from neil’s body because of how close he is?
and when neil goes to shoot to show an example to the other ait (archers-in-training) and andrew is just in complete awe? because??? the skill ????! the way he breathes with his arrow? inhales as he draws it back to align with the bow? and exhales as he lets go and hits a bullseye??? cuz he’s a professional??? and his form is perfect and just??? so focused yet so..relaxed..??,yea thas all
i am so invented in this i might actually write a fanfic
if someone already came up with this pls lmk who bc this came to me randomly at 3 am where i saw an ad for a knife throwing mobile game
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Midoriya looked at him for a long moment. "Katsuki and I used to be friends. But that's putting it lightly. He… I… we used to be friends in the opposite way that you and I are friends."
Oh. That made sense. Of course he would tense up when he watched his old childhood bully walk into a place he thought of as safe.
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Being this close to him, he could hear his heart beating fast. He could smell the strawberry shampoo that he used. He lifted on hand to the unruly green hair. "Hey, you're here now. With me. I won't let anyone bully you."
He could feel the shutter from the smaller man. "You're wrong. I-"
"You?"
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Okay so it was an idea of @beepboopbits and @zimmsbits had that just spiraled out of control. I would say I’m sorry, but... I’m really not.
Collegiate archery is kinda funky-- for example, there’s no one governing body but several-- and so i haven’t really gotten into many of the details regarding tournaments yet. This is loosely based off of my experiences with my university’s club/team structure, so these guys make up the competitive team and their ‘fans’ would probably be the club.
I have a problem and I may be continuing in this ‘verse. Without further ado:
Jack is the son of Canadian Olympian Bad Bob Zimmermann. Attempting to follow in his father’s footsteps, he started shooting recurve at the age of three, and competitively before his sixth birthday. He missed tryouts for the 2008 Games in Beijing because of an equipment failure; his riser (the handle part of the bow) snapped because of a machining error. Returning to the archery scene in early 2009 at the Vegas International Shoot, Jack found himself the victim of target panic in the shootoff. He put his bow down and disappeared for two years, only to reemerge by starting a collegiate archery program at Samwell University.
Bitty is still a former figure skater, but after an injury at the Southern Junior Regionals, he had to hang up his skates and find a different sport. His experiences as a counselor at a summer camp introduced him to archery—which, he was proud to inform his mother, had less injuries per participant than golf. (IT’S TRUE!). He too started off with recurve; initially barebow, and then Olympic recurve like Jack once he found a range nearby. He’s terrified of hitting his arm with the string, so Jack has to work with him on getting his front arm alignment right so that he actually hits the spot on the target he wants to. He’s good with the rest of the mental aspects of archery though. He did not compete before coming to Samwell. Honestly, the biggest adjustment for Bitty is probably the fact that he’s not allowed to have his phone with him on or ahead of the shooting line at tournaments—so, roughly half the time that he’s there!
“Shitty” earned his nickname by his vulgar language after every time he gets a bad shot. At least that’s the story. Shitty is a loudmouthed gregarious compound, the type who somehow manages to befriend and piss off everyone on his bale at once. He picked up archery at Andover and loved that it was an individual sport; he didn’t have to actually compete as a team with any of his schoolmates. He may be able to afford the best equipment, but the equipment doesn’t make the archer. He and Jack are still best friends, mostly for his ability to bring Jack out of his own head at practice or a tournament. He’d probably make a better coach than an archer, but everyone still values his presence anyways.
He still hates the LAX team.
Lardo is a Student Rec employee who was originally put in charge of taking care of the bales and setting up the safety net before Samwell practices. Jack and Shitty (mostly Shitty, let’s be honest here) eventually coaxed her to take her first shots. Her presence on the team is treasured because she has no real preference of barebow over recurve or vice versa, though she hates compound; that makes her invaluable for shooting Mixed Teams at outdoor tournaments (must be m/f teams that shoot the same discipline). Jack initially likes her just for that, but they find that they share the same things that they do in canon. She claims that a slightly more flexible schedule from being in art classes means she’s more capable of handling the logistics of everything, but in reality she’s just better at life than everyone else.
Ransom always brings his homework to tournaments and does it in between rounds, which can psyche out his competitors. It’s necessary, though. He used to shoot recurve as a child, but the rise of available compound bows combined with the intensity of his schedule drove him to make the switch, because he’d heard that compound required less practice (it’s true; training wheels are a thing). He usually finds an out-of-the-way corner at whatever tournament venue they’re at and sets up shop. Only Holster is allowed to talk to him once scoring starts. At practices he’s a lot more laid back. He still parties and he still knows everyone on campus, which has been instrumental in growing the archery club and also getting them finances.
Holster had a couple vague memories of shooting an uncle’s—or was it a grandpa’s?—bow at a cabin some distance from his house when he was younger. He’d describe himself as having limited archery experience, but he managed to pick it up pretty quickly once he started shooting regularly again. His size initially made him think about recurve, but once he realized that Rans was shooting compound, he went out and bought the same bow. The two of them usually share a bale during practice.
Chowder shoots barebow recurve. At practice, he’s very happy and a joy to shoot with; it seems like just hitting the target is enough to please him. At tournaments, though, he turns into a quiet, cold, arrow-busting machine. Nobody wants to share a bale with him at outdoor tournaments, because the middle is his, and he will have no qualms about shooting your arrows and possibly breaking them if they’re in the way. (Indoors, you get separate targets). Like Jack, he picked archery up at a young age, but has never been interested in ‘upgrading’ to have sights and a stabilizer. He’s just in it for the fun of it.
Nursey picked up archery at Andover, just like Shitty. However, where Shitty opted for compound, Nursey chose a recurve because he preferred the feel of the bow. Nursey has a tendency to fiddle with his equipment just like he does lines in his poems, which can sometimes cause more harm than good. It’s a universal team rule that he’s no longer allowed within ten feet of the bow press, for fear that it will explode—again. He claims to be the best at the mental side of archery of anyone on the team because he knows how to chill (that title belongs to Chowder). However, when he’s on his game, he’s unquestionably on his game. Because he and Dex shoot the same division, they often end up shooting next to each other at tournaments—they’re a great support group for each other.
Dex started looking for scholarships for Samwell, and then discovered the archery club. He qualified to join the team in his very first semester, because he used to shoot every summer before he was old enough to go out on the fishing boats. He shoots with a recurve because the equipment is generally cheaper and the basics are a lot more customizable. He’s the team’s bow tech; he and Ransom are the only ones who can understand the technicalities of the Easton tuning guide, and Ransom’s generally too busy to mess with things. He and Nursey squabble a lot because the riser he shoots is one that Nursey used to, and Nursey assumes that he knows it better. Despite this, he usually ends up shooting next to Nursey at tournaments. They get along and have a great time.
Parse became Jack’s friend while they were both cruising the international archery circuit as children. He toyed with both compound and recurve, settling on compound once he got his first official sponsorship. He and Jack shot the same line times throughout the entire qualification rounds of the 2009 Vegas International Shoot, and qualified with the same 900/86X score. However, when they reached the shootoff rounds, Jack had his bout of target panic while Parse went on to win it all. Now he’s got a comfortable job out West at a starter bow company while also enjoying the immense payout from Vegas. He gets time off every year from his job to continue competing in the biggest tournaments around the world.
Bad Bob was a Canadian Olympian in ’76 and ’80, winning the men’s individual gold both times. ’76 was particularly important, because it was only the second Games after 1920 that archery was contested, and it was held just outside of his hometown of Montreal. He earned his nickname after he blew two ends on the very first day of qualifiers; one of his competitors started mocking him until he came back stronger than he had before.
I still plan to add the tadpoles and the girls of Check, Please! (bc this team is sadly unbalanced rn) but it shall be a work in progress.