Outlaw With Honour

[HIATUS] Robin Hood of OUAT; heavily canon divergent. Multiverse; selective. Sideblog. Recorded by Lauri. Rules // About

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Hiatus Announcement

So… it’s come to this. I’m going to be putting all of my OUAT blogs on hiatus for the time being. This is for a number of reasons, the biggest of which is simply the fact that I have absolutely no motivation to write for a dead fandom and it’s been feeling like Work instead of Fun for a long time now.

A combination of high draft count, very few active partners and a general lack of enthusiasm has meant I avoid even looking at these blogs - I don’t even scroll the dash anymore because it’s mostly just blocked posts from multifandom blogs anyway. I’d much rather be channelling my writing energy into something I actually enjoy.

I won’t say I won’t come back, but I also won’t say I will, because I don’t know. I love my boys and I love everything I’ve created for them over the last 5 years and I especially love the friends I’ve made too, so never say never, but… I just need to take a break from these blogs and this fandom for a while. There would definitely need to be a massive overhaul before I could even think of coming back.

On the subject of friends, if you would like to keep in touch I am much more active on d/isco than I have ever been and I am happy to add you over there so we can still talk etc. Feel free to either drop your handle in a private message or ask for mine!

I’ll schedule this to drop across all the relevant blogs throughout the next week or so, to make sure people see it. Thanks for understanding and I hope to still keep up with you all.

[sherwoodthief]

Happy Father's Day Papa! - despxratesouls; Roland

“Thanks, kid.”

[sherwoodthief]

wolf--and--arrow‌:

The fight was soon over and he could not help but be grateful for the aid. He was suspicious of its intent and motive, but without it he could have been facing a return to his worst nightmare instead of standing over his fallen pursuers.

He observed the other man as he approached. He seemed at home in their environment, was dressed for the wild unlike the guards at their feet, and had clearly spent enough time in the forest to move without making undue noise. There was something familiar about him, even if he was confident they had never crossed paths before.

No doubt he was right about there being more coming, but he had to wonder how he knew that. The man’s easy familiarity with him was confusing, usually those who were not outright hostile kept their distance out of suspicion. He did not quite flinch away from the unexpected contact, but as friendly as the stranger might appear, he was not going anywhere with him without some answers. “Who are you?”

Robin bit back a curse at the man's stubbornness, but he had expected it. This wasn't going to be a man open to running off at the whim of a complete stranger. Caution was an instinct for anyone who lived out in the wild, and for this particular man, he suspected caution was what had kept him alive.

"A friend." He told him, not releasing his hold on the man's arm. "I promise you, I will answer any and all of your questions to the best of my ability, but not now. Not here. First, we get as far from here as we can, before the other guards catch up with you. I know several places nearby that we can hide out in until the danger has passed."

His Merry Men were currently trying to lay false trails further into the forest, hoping to delay the guards still hot on this huntsman's trail. He couldn't be sure they'd take it, however, or how long it would be before they realised they'd been fooled. "My name is Robin. Robin of Locksley, and I am not your enemy. If you want to stay alive, come with me now."

[anhonourablecaptain]

Buried in Grief

[sherwoodthief]

anhonourablecaptain‌:

Continued: [x]  |  @sherwoodthief

The touch of hands onto his hunched shoulders drew a barely perceptible gasp from Liam, back straightening as he tensed beneath the weight of the touch. For a brief moment, his pen stilled against the page, helped by the press of lips to his curls that had his eyes closing against the fierce care Robin exuded, a care he did not always understand nor feel he deserved. 

For a moment his pen seemed to hover above the page, torn between continuing to write and taking the break his partner asked him to, leaning towards beginning to write again before it dropped with a sigh. “Five minutes. For tea,” he agreed, voice quiet and devoid of emotion as he conceded to the reasonable request his partner had asked of him. 

He could feel the tense muscles of Liam's shoulders, hard knots beneath the skin, and he vowed to try and convince the man to let him massage them out later. Anything to get him to relax a little. "Good. Five minutes it is, then." As soon as the pen was dropped, Robin guided Liam up and into the kitchen, away from the work.

As he set about making the tea, he began plotting out ways to keep Liam from going back to work for longer than the agreed upon five minutes. If he felt it was actually helping him, he'd let him work as long as he needed to, but he knew Liam too well already to know that, if anything, it would only prolong the suffering. "I was thinking we could have a quiet night in on the sofa tonight. Order in something indulgent and watch a movie or something. Thoughts?"

[sherwoodthief]

Patience Always Prevails

@anhonourablecaptain | continued

Robin couldn't deny the flood of delight and relief that washed through him in equal measures as Liam chose to kiss him in public – or, at least, as public as it could be inside a private home with just two other people in the room. He let himself enjoy every second of the kiss, his lips lifting into a smile as he heard the exclamation from Killian.

As Liam parted from him, Robin merely grinned over at the younger Jones, giving Liam's hand a squeeze back in reassurance. "I wouldn't worry about that, Kil'. As much as I know Ed's his type, he's got his eyes fixed elsewhere." He gave Liam a wink, squeezing his hand again, partly in apology for letting it slip that Liam had once admitted he found Ed attractive.

Keeping an arm hooked around his partner's waist, Ed could only smirk to himself, meeting Liam's eyes and giving him a subtle nod, a gesture of reassurance. He knew what being open about the relationship meant to Liam, and how difficult it had been for him to reach this stage. "He wouldn't touch me after you've been all over me anyway, love." He told Killian with a laugh.

[hookedsurvivor]

Greeting Another to the Fold

[sherwoodthief]

captaindashingrapscallion‌:

“Robin, aye? Nice to meet you. I’m Killian… the second vessel of Poseidon.” While it would perhaps lead to some uncomfortable conversations that would hurt both him and the god who he hosted, it would at least get the conversation out in the open quickly and avoid having to explain it later. At the mention of this August, he assumed that was the man’s watcher, and was glad that the other was not as lost as he had been. 

“Ahhh well you’ll get on with David then. He’s got Apollo…” he mentioned, assuming that the connection there would be similar to the kinship he felt with Ed given the relationship between their gods. “And if you like him, James will soon follow. He’s David’s twin, and hosting Dio’, the owner of this establishment…” he explained. 

Second vessel. Robin had been told enough about the vessels by his Watcher to understand what that meant. Perhaps that is why he sounds so bitter? "Nice to meet you, Killian." He smiled warmly, avoiding the questions he wanted to ask in favour of maintaining polite conversation. The last thing he wanted to do was piss someone off when he'd only just got here.

"Is that so? I'll have to introduce myself when I can, then." He grinned, nodding a little. Inside his head he felt Artemis warm at the mention of her twin, eager to reconnect with him from the confines of her new vessel. He took in the information given to him, making a note to properly introduce himself to the twins as soon as he could. "Did he name it, too? Olympus?" Robin grinned. "Hiding in plain sight, I guess?"

[sherwoodthief]

Fresh Starts

@despxratesouls | continued

As Robin pulled back, he laughed softly. "How much have you had, Scarlet?" He murmured teasingly, shaking his head as he looked down at Will beneath him. His features softened, however, knowing that this wasn't just an overconsumption of alcohol giving voice to Will's feelings.

"I know." He nodded, giving the other man an easy, gentle smile. "That's why I forgave you." He shifted to lie back in the grass beside him, his hand finding Will's easily in the grass. For a moment he said nothing more, simply watched the stars in the sky above them, drinking in the peace of the forest.

"It's good to have you back where you belong." He gave the knave's hand a gentle squeeze. "A fresh start for both of us, hm?" They'd had it rough, both of them – losing Marian and Ana, albeit in different ways. Now they had a chance for something new.

[anhonourablecaptain]

Distractions From Work

[sherwoodthief]

anhonourablecaptain‌:

Continued: [x]  |  @sherwoodthief

A soft, brief laugh escaped Liam at Robin’s comment, head shaking at it though he appreciated the sentiment. He felt for certain that his brother might agree, for if there was ever another to suit that sentiment it was his younger brother. As the shadow of the other man fell over his maps obscuring his light, he tipped his head up, looking at the other directly. 

“Distracting? Always. Though I rather feel that has become an objective of yours…” he returned, standing back up to his full height instead of the lean he had adopted while he worked. Absently, he rolled his sleeves up, shifting the material from his forearms and then folding his arms across his chest, a defensive stance as he contended with the other who left him on uncertain ground far more than he cared to admit to. 

“I understand you very little…” he murmured after a moment of silence descended between them, though whether it was a musing he had let slip or a direct comment to the other he wasn’t sure. He sighed after, lifting one hand to drag through his curls as his gaze flickered back to the maps once more. 

Robin couldn't help but grin at Liam's response – knowing, of course, that distracting the other man was an objective of his from time to time. As Liam rose to his full height, Robin couldn't help but take the chance to enjoy the full view of him. Liam was taller than him, definitely more muscular – though not by much – and had a certain presence to him that the archer very much enjoyed.

"You could understand me far better if you let yourself." He replied, shrugging casually. As imposing as someone else might find the captain in this position, Robin only saw it for what it was – yet another defensive barrier to shield the more vulnerable and confusing emotions inside.

As Liam's gaze shifted elsewhere, Robin stepped in closer, laying a hand upon Liam's arm lightly. "And I think you want to understand me better, Liam, but you are too worried about how it will affect the other aspects of your life. Am I close?"

[sherwoodthief]

Taking Steps

[sherwoodthief]

anhonourablecaptain‌:

A soft laugh escaped Liam at Robin’s condolences for Killian, knowing that what he said was true. After all, his brother had not really managed serious before, and had spent the longest time being absolutely baffled by the relationship that he shared with Robin and avoiding any form of intimate connection that lasted longer than a month. “He’ll get used to it soon enough. I have a feeling David will not let him run from what it is they have…” he murmured thoughtfully, smiling gratefully at the tea placed before him.

Reaching his hand forward, he curled it around the mug, drawing his tea closer to him and enjoying the warmth on his fingers. “Aye, he is exactly what Killian needs. I think he’ll be a positive influence on my brother… one that’s sorely needed. He’ll feel better off for it, speaking from experience…” he continued, smiling softly at Robin as he looked at him across the table, reaching his free hand forward to brush his fingers against Robin’s own, glad he’d found such a supportive partner who understood him.

"Good." Robin grinned, taking a sip of his own tea. "That is what you Jones men need more than anything. Someone stubborn enough to stop you throwing away something good for you." He dropped in a wink across the table, grinning, his voice full of fond teasing. "You and your brother have more in common than you might realise on certain matters, Li…"

He caught Liam's hand in his own when the fingers brushed against his, giving the hand a gentle squeeze, knowing what Liam was surely thinking at that moment. "If David can turn your wild little brother into something a little more befitting his age, I will give him my eternal respect." Robin laughed. "And welcome him fully into this little family of ours."

[hookedsurvivor]

Taking a Chance

[sherwoodthief]

captaindashingrapscallion‌:

Swallowing hard against the rising emotion, Killian refused to allow despair to take a hold of him while he held to Robin, hoping the other would see what he saw in them. He knew that should Robin choose to cast him aside, he would fall back into old habits, resuming his determined chase to drown himself in every tavern with all the rum they would serve him, fighting anyone who crossed him and ignited his ferocious temper. He voiced none of this, if only to avoid guilting Robin into staying with him, for he knew better than to curse the other with his burden of self-destruction that he used when all that he thought was good in his life was gone, but neither was he so foolish to believe that Robin would not guess it.

The words that the other breathed had him opening his eyes with a softer smile, slight disbelief showing in his expression as he leant back. “If you are sure…” he breathed, leaning in then to press a gentle, meaningful kiss to Robin’s lips, unable to use words to convey just how relieved and thankful he was that the other was willing to give them a chance to build this together.

Seeing that soft smile upon Killian's face, Robin knew he was making the right decision for them both. He needed Killian in his life as much as he suspected Killian needed him. "Of course I'm sure, Kil'." He grinned, lifting a hand to press to the pirate's cheek. "I don't do anything unless I'm certain, you know that. Only calculated risks for me. That's how I work."

He leaned in to press a kiss to Killian's cheek, a fond and gentle gesture. "Besides, how would I explain to Roland that his new best friend isn't going to play pirates with him any longer, hm?" He added with a laugh. "I would never be forgiven." He took Killian's hand in both of his own, holding it firmly. "You're part of the family now, Captain Jones. Welcome to the Merry Men."

[hookedsurvivor]

🎉 (sherwoodthief)

Send ’ 🎉 ’ to kiss my muse at midnight on New Years Eve.  |  Accepting  |  @sherwoodthief

Quietly Killian eased open the wooden door to the tavern, keeping his movements hushed as he twisted to check behind him, eyes peering intently from beneath the dark hood he wore to ensure he had not been followed. When he was certain the coast was clear, he slipped inside, tugging his hood down as he moved into the softly lit room. 

“Evening, love,” he breathed, spotting the man sat at the bar and smiling at him fondly as he latched the door and crossed quickly to Robin, looping his arm around his waist and tucking his hook beneath his chin so he could tip his head up. Leaning in he kissed the other man, though the gesture was little more than a tease, lips brushing together in a taste of what both of them had not had during the time they were apart, before leaning back with a grin. 

“Miss me?” 

[sherwoodthief]

Seated at the bar of the tavern, Robin had been musing on his days of owning a very similar establishment. Although he enjoyed his current line of work, he did miss the bustle of a tavern, being in the centre of social activity. Particularly on nights like these, when the whole town was out to celebrate the coming of a new year.

An arm looped around his waist, and Robin was grinning even as the cool metal of a hook tipped his face up to herald a kiss. When the pirate pulled away, Robin lifted a hand to smooth the cloak over Killian's shoulders. "Hardly noticed you were gone." He teased, eyes shining with playful mischief. "Sorry, what was your name again?" He went on, unable to stop himself from grinning.

[anhonourablecaptain]

🎉 (sherwoodthief)

Send ’ 🎉 ’ to kiss my muse at midnight on New Years Eve.  |  Accepting  |  @sherwoodthief

He had not been sure whether or not they would make port in time for him to see in the New Year with the man he’d been tentatively seeing since he’d been able to muster up the strength to let someone in. It had taken far longer than he cared to admit, and had come in part due to his brother’s partner, now one of his closest friends, but Robin had waited and he’d be damned if he let him slip away given that fact. Fortunately the seas had been kind and he’d been able to leave the ship in the good hands of his Leftenant and brother, before heading into the the portside town to the tavern he knew Robin would be. 

It hadn’t taken him long to spot him at the table in the corner, deep in thought over a tankard of ale, oblivious enough to the world around him that he’d been able to approach the table unnoticed. Sliding onto the bench next to Robin, he waited only enough until his presence registered with the other man, before he leant in and kissed him, hand raising to cradle Robin’s cheek gently, trying not to think about how different it was to kiss him in the open where just anyone could see. 

[sherwoodthief]

With Roland safely in the hands of his Merry Men – who he knew would protect the boy with their lives – Robin had intended to see in the turn of the year with good spirits. Truthfully, he had been hoping for a meeting, however brief, with the sailor he had found himself swept up by, but he had known going in that it would depend only upon how kind the weather had been.

As the night dragged on further and further, he began to accept that they would miss their chance this year. Well, he told himself, they would have to wait another year. Just as he was readying himself to finish his drink and head back to the Merry Men, a figure sat down beside him and pulled him into a kiss. The scent of sea salt and the touch of a familiar hand came to him all at once and he smiled into the kiss, leaning in closer to his beloved sailor.

[sherwoodthief]

Familiar Faces

[sherwoodthief]

despxratesouls‌:

Finding someone from his old life had not been something he had expected would happen, so Will could only muster a groan at the sight of Robin as he turned towards him. “Oh bloody hell… come to say I told you so…” From the slur of his words it was quite clear that he was at the very least inebriated, if not completely smashed, though it was hard to tell with him these days. The lack of feeling meant that very often he did not know himself whether the alcohol bore any effect upon him.

“What do you bloody want, Robin. Nothin’ for you and yours in Wonderland. No rich in these parts… have to be in the castle if you want them…” he added, gesturing somewhat wildly over his shoulder to the castle where Ana resided, only then to turn and scan the floor in search of his bottle. He needed to get the thought of her out of his head.

At the all too familiar utterance of oh bloody hell, Robin couldn't help but smile. Clearly, nothing about Will had changed since they'd parted ways. The equally familiar slur to his voice, however, had the smile fading only seconds into its life. "Well, you seem to be enjoying yourself…" He murmured, brows raised. "How many have you had?"

He shook his head at Will's drunken questioning. "If I did not even know you were here, Will, how could I be here to tell you anything?" He watched the man with growing concern, recognising a troubled soul when he saw one. "It is a bit of a long story as to why I am here, which I will happily tell you if you actually want to know. For now, however, I think we ought to sit down, hm?"

[sherwoodthief]

Building Bridges

[sherwoodthief]

despxratesouls‌:

“You make a fair point, bloody curses flying about like birds lately… wish they’d put down the bloody spell book and actually use their words sometimes…” Will grumbled, already reaching for his drink again, though he did manage to take a short, measured sip, not really wishing to pay out for another quite so soon. He nodded in acknowledgement at the other man’s preferred comforts and his lips turned up in a facsimile of a smile before fading swiftly. 

“Yeah you always were a bloody nature boy, well you can have your fair share of camping in the woods if that’s what you like…” he shrugged, before taking another sip of his drink and changing the conversation path. “How’s your boy coping with the change? He okay on his big adventure?” 

Robin gave a nod, knowing Will almost certainly had something of a distaste for magic given the series of events that had happened to him. Well, he wasn't entirely keen on it himself, even though it had its uses from time to time. Still, like any weapon, it had to be treated with respect and caution. "Each to their own. We can't all be great wordsmiths like you, Will." He teased fondly.

At Will's question, Robin gave the former Merry Man a grin. Of course he would ask about Roland. Whatever had happened between them, he could always count on Will to care about the lad. "He's doing pretty well, all things considered. Kids are good at adapting, I suppose. He's quite fascinated by the town, and he sticks to Henry like glue when he's not with the boys. I think he'll be okay."

[sherwoodthief]

Indecent Propositions

[sherwoodthief]

captaindashingrapscallion‌:

“Perhaps, aye…” Killian echoed, enjoying the tone of the conversation he was currently sharing with his companion. It was rare he found someone he clicked with so instantly, but the other man was enjoyable company and could at least hold a conversation, a rarer talent than one might think in the kind of circles Killian ran in. Drink forgotten, he kept his gaze upon the other man, interested to see where he might now lead the conversation.

When his answer came, he found himself quirking an eyebrow in interest and a smirk stretching across his lips. “A man of opportunity, I see, well then…” he grinned, leaning in to whisper in the archer’s ear. “Best start handling, mate…” he breathed, following his words by slipping his hand to rest against Robin’s thigh for a moment before withdrawing. He stood then, draining the contents of his drink and made his way to the tavern door, not checking behind him to see if the other man was following, fully confident that he would once he’d collected his thoughts.

"I am always a man of opportunity." Robin grinned back at the pirate. He felt heat start to coil in his gut at the whispered words and the warmth of a hand upon his thigh, and he swallowed thickly. It had been some time since he'd last let off some steam like this – his line of work and his son kept him rather too occupied for dalliances – and now that the opportunity was presenting itself in such perfect circumstances… well, he'd be mad not to take it.

He waited thirty seconds after Killian had left before he drained the contents of his own tankard, slamming it down onto the table as he rose to his feet. As he turned to the door, he watched it swing shut behind the pirate, and a grin crossed his face. The man had confidence, there was no questioning that. He slipped out of the tavern after him, following a few paces behind deliberately, the grin still in place amongst his features.

[hookedsurvivor]

i kissed someone today. ” (sherwoodthief)

kissy sentence starters.  |  @sherwoodthief 

There was something of a taken off-guard look on Killian’s face as he regarded the other, not having expected Robin to disclose as much without having a reason for doing so. “And the reason you are telling me this is…” he probed, tone casual enough as his fingers curled around his glass and raised his drink to his lips, swallowing a mouthful. The ambience of the bar the other had chosen for their outing was quieter than their usual, though he did not mind so much. It at least offered chance for conversation. 

“Not that I am knocking you making advances in your romantic life of course, mate…” he added, offering a wink to the other as he returned the glass to the table and reclined back in his seat, relaxing after what had been a busy week. 

[sherwoodthief]

Robin watched the other man across the table carefully, reading every possible reaction to his words as he could. Thankfully, Killian's face was often an expressive one, unlike the brother he had been chasing for weeks. If it had been Killian interested in him, he would have known about it within a matter of days. Liam's harder to get a read on, though…

"Well, I figured you'd be interested." He shrugged, still testing the waters, waiting for the right moment to divulge the information he really wanted to get across to the other man. He knocked back a mouthful of his own drink, drumming fingers idly on the table for a moment. Fuck it. Just get it over with. Rip off the bandage and expose the wound.

"Considering it's your brother I was kissing."

[sherwoodthief]

Secrets and Outlaws

[sherwoodthief]

anhonourablecaptain‌:

“Killian is still removing your arrow from my ship, you’ll have it back if I decide to give it to you….” Liam answered, shaking his head at the other man’s chastisement of him not bringing the arrow back. He knew it would not take the other man long to gain a few more arrows, and he could quite easily purchase some if it was an issue. 

Raising an eyebrow as fingers hooked into his sword belt, and a soft inhale caught him as he was dragged into the other man’s space. At the idea of making up, he raised his eyebrow, but soon sunk into the kiss, a quiet moan escaping him as his curls were tugged upon, the touch something more intimate than he had experienced in recent months. Hands found their way to Robin’s hips, holding the other man close to him as he returned the kiss, taking the chance to share in their affection for each other. 

“Aye, it had been quite some time… a long mission unfortunately…” he murmured, raising one hand from Robin’s hips to cradle his neck, keeping the other man close. “Still we’re docked for repairs for the foreseeable, so should you be available I might be able to spare you a couple of days rather than snatched moments…” he murmured, leaning in to kiss the other man again. He knew he’d have to clear things with Killian, but he could see it as a secure possibility. 

Robin pressed closer as the sailor returned his kiss, smiling faintly at the intensity with which it was returned. Clearly, being away at sea for so long had deprived his captain of some much-needed contact. Well, since he was to be around for a little longer this time, he could definitely help with that. "Mm, my own fault for falling for a sailor, I suppose." He grinned, pulling back from Liam a little.

"Oh, I am available, do not worry." He laughed, his arm snaking comfortably around Liam's waist. "Some of us have rather more flexible jobs, you see. I can make myself readily available for as long as you need me to be, Captain." Leaning in for yet another kiss, he took advantage of distraction to switch their positions, nudging Liam back against the wall.

Breaking away, he took a couple of steps back and gave himself the chance to truly look at the other man. It had been weeks since he'd last seen him, and he wanted to remind himself of everything – as well as checking he was still as he should be. "Mm. I have missed you."