#archer threads

[axmonuni]

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[axmonuni]

He hated this. Hated the choice he’d made years ago, hated his father he’d never even met for dying before that fateful hunt, hated his great great grandfather for making the pact in the first place, hated the demon for ever coming to collect on his “bloodlines debt,” and, most of all, Archer hated himself for going along with it. Sure, he’d barely been here for any time at all, but there was no way classes about magic could make up for the loss of his life and family. And really, an entire university for supernatural creatures, which Archer still tended to forget he counted as now? It was more than a little trippy. So so far, he’d stayed in his room, stubbornly doing his homework and pretending he didn’t see the wings and tails and teeth his classmates spouted, signs that would have once sent him for a knife. Sure, his mother had lived by a code, but that code tended to be “keep an eye on every super you meet and be ready to put them down if they start to kill.” That, combined with the fact that there seemed to be some wildly different cultural expectations, was making his time here headache inducing, and some days Archer could swear he could feel phantom sensations of cracked ribs and punctured lungs, no matter how much his problem  demon swore that he’d stay healed and at no risk of dying as long as he kept up his end of the deal and didn’t reveal he was still alive to anyone he’d known before.  So really, between stress, a desire to just sleep until he could pretend all of this was a bad dream, and a growing sense of longing for the people and culture he’d spent seventeen years growing up in, it was fairly understandable as to why Archer, exhausted by a research project, was standing in the middle of the library, staring blankly at a wall as other students moved around him, used to the occasional break down from undergrads. He barely noticed anything, busy trying not to let go of the scream slowly building in the back of his throat - at least not until a sound came from behind him, a sound that seemed far too familiar. // @mykindcfhcll