#team castle

[phantomdrawingbooth]

Happy @mygangtome Day!! It’s been years, my friends, but I couldn’t resist making something for the 20th anniversary of this special little show. And if you know me, you know I gotta rep the trio that is Team Castle.

I’ve met some wonderful people and friends in this fandom, and even if I don’t post about it as much, it will always be special to me.

[buildarocketboys]

Some Team Castle shenanigans for @mygangtome day 2024. Written in an hour on my lunch break, unedited, Allan, Marian and Guy go out to the tavern, semi-crackish

"Allan," Marian hisses from the end of the corridor. "You need to help me sneak out of the castle."

Allan sighs and rolls his eyes. "You know I can't do that, Marian. Giz banned the Nightwatchman."

Marian huffs. "I wasn't going to sneak out to be the Nightwatchman."

Allan eyes her dubiously.

"Well, all right, maybe I was. But I just want to get out! Take me to a tavern or something, I don't care! I just need to get out of this damn castle."

Allan raises his eyebrows. He doesn't think he's ever heard Marian swear before. "All right," he says, hands on hips. "But I'll have to ask Giz for his permission. And you never know, he might want to come too."

"I don't care," says Marian. "I'll go to the tavern with the Sheriff if it'll get me out of here for five minutes!"

"Fine, I'll ask him," says Allan. "No promises, mind." He looks at her sceptically. "Have you even been to a tavern before?"

"I can hold my wine, thank you very much," Marian says, which means no.

Allan smirks. "We'll see," he says.

Gisborne is horrified at first.

"A tavern? Lady Marian?"

Allan pleads her case pretty well, especially since he's not quite sure he believes it himself. He's not convinced that Marian won't run off to the forest or start giving alms to the poor the minute Guy's back is turned.

He can see Guy starting to waver.

"Very well," he says eventually. "Under one condition."

"Yeah?" says Allan. "What's that?"

"I will accompany Lady Marian to the...tavern," he says, as if the word is an unpleasant bite of food.

"Yeah, great," says Allan. "I might head down too."

Guy looks strained. "Allan, you don't have to-"

"Yeah, but I want to. What, are you gonna ban me from going down the pub?"

Guy bears his teeth at him. "I should do." He sighs. "Fine. You may come."

"Didn't actually need your permission, but thanks Giz," Allan chirps, then leaves before Guy starts throwing things at him.

The company isn't exactly diverting to start with. Guy buys the first round of drinks, looking suspiciously over his shoulder at Marian and Allan the whole time. He sets them on the table and they sit in silence.

"So, Gisborne," Allan says. "How's the leather working out for you? Look still in?"

Marian hides an undignified snort of laughter in her hands. Guy looks at her sharply before turning to Allan. "It's comfortable," he says.

Marian raises her eyebrows. "Is it?"

"Yes, actually," Guy says, drawing himself up in a dignified manner. "And protective. Much less cumbersome than actual armour, but it does the job."

Marian looks surprised. "Well, I never knew that."

"Me neither," says Allan.

They lapse back into silence.

By the second round of drinks, however, everyone starts to loosen up. Allan plonks them on the table.

"Cheers, Giz, Maz," Allan says, raising his tankard, and neither of them tell him off for the nickname.

"What should we call you?" Marian says. "Al? Az?"

She lets out a snort and Guy joins her in laughter, to all of their surprises. 

"I'm gonna use that from now on," he says, gesturing towards Allan.

He sets his tankard down. "I shouldn't drink anymore, the Sheriff wants me up at the crack of dawn tomorrow."

"C'mon, live a little, Giz," Allan says.

"Yes, Guy, you need to loosen up," Marian says, bursting into giggles for no apparent reason. Allan had known she'd be a total lightweight.

Guy rolls his eyes and sighs, then drains half the tankard in one. Allan cheers while Marian laughs in delight, attempting to copy him and spilling half the pint down her dress.

"Oh drat!" she says.

Guy shakes his head fondly and offers her a handkerchief.

"Thanks Guy."

By the third round, both Marian and Guy are well and truly drunk, and Allan's well on his way to tipsy.

"Sure you don't wanna go home already?" Marian teases Guy.

"Nah," he says, taking a big gulp and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Fuck the Sheriff."

Marian howls with laughter and Allan can't help but join her. People are starting to look in their direction, but Guy and Marian don't seem to notice.

"Fuck the Sheriff!" says Marian, raising her tankard and clinking it against Guy's, then Allan's. 

"To drinking!" says Allan.

"To ale!" says Guy.

"To friends," says Marian, catching them both in her little smile. Allan feels pleasantly numb, happy in the company of two people who have been enemies, allies and superiors to him, but who right now are friends.

"To friends," he repeats.

"To friends," Guy says. He's wearing an odd look on his face, one Allan can't quite read.

"On that note, I need to visit the privy," Marian says. "Where is it?"

"Outside." Allan gestures vaguely, noting the distasteful look on Marian's face as she gets up.

Once she's left, Gisborne rests a hand on his shoulder. Allan turns to him and is surprised to see his eyes filled with tears.

"Guy?" Allan asks tentatively.

"Allan," Guy says miserably. "Allan, what can I do to make her love me?"

Allan takes a deep breath. He should have known Gisborne would be a weepy drunk. "Well, she's your friend. That's a start, right?"

And then Guy is weeping into his chest. "Why won't she love me, Allan? I just want her to love me."

Allan pats the back of Guy's head awkwardly. "There, there," he says. Guy continues sobbing into his shoulder, but luckily doesn't say anything else.

"Allan, I can't walk straight," Marian says, tottering back to their table. Allan's almost surprised that she's come back - he'd half expected her to run off. 

Then she notices Guy weeping into Allan's shoulder. "Guy? What's wrong?"

Guy lets out another wracking sob and doesn't answer, which Allan is secretly grateful for. He came out for a relaxing night of drinking - the last thing he needs is for Marian and Guy to have it out here and now.

"He's just a bit drunk," Allan says, answering for him. "C'mon, help me get him back to the castle. We don't want the Sheriff to see him like this."

Marian nods, trying to look more sober than she is, and helps Allan get Guy up.

"Not the Sheriff, no, no, nooo," he moans. "Allan, you can't let the Sheriff see me like this, OK?"

"On it, boss," Allan says. Marian sniggers.

"Or Marian," Guy says. "She can't see me like this."

"Um," says Marian, her arm already around his shoulders.

"ALLAN!" Guy yells, giving him an earful about letting Marian near him in this state as they wrangle him out of the tavern.

"Jeez, a little gratitude would be nice," he says as Guy lapses into tears again.

They manage to make it back to the castle without being spotted. Marian helps Allan lay Guy down on the bed.

"Well," she says, looking awkward (and a lot more sober than she was half an hour ago). "Goodnight Allan."

"G'night Marian," Allan says.

"Goodnight, Guy," she calls, but Guy doesn't respond.

"Don't worry," Allan says confidently. "He'll have forgotten this by the morning."

"I hope so," says Marian. She smiles. "Thank you for arranging tonight," she says. "I had a good time."

Then she's gone. Allan is astonished. She really did just want to go out and spend time with them.

Maybe that'll be a comfort to Guy later, he thinks, as he helps the man undress and get into bed.

"Stay," Guy begs as Allan is about to head for the door. He pauses.

"Are- are you sure?" he says. "I don't want you to wake up tomorrow morning screaming like a little girl about me being in your bed."

Guy snorts, the tears apparently over for now. "It'd take a lot more for you to make me scream, Allan."

Allan wonders if he realises how dirty that sounds.

Guy sighs. "I need you to wake me up in time to meet with the Sheriff," he says. "So I need you to stay. That's all."

"That's all," Allan repeats.

"Yes." Guy eyes him narrowly, then pulls back the covers. "Get in."

Trying not to smirk, Allan gets into bed next to Guy. "You had better not throw up on me, Giz, that's all I'm saying. Otherwise, you and me are through."

Allan expects some kind of response to that, an elbow in the ribs at the very least. He twists round to look at Guy and realises he's fallen asleep, gently snoring, pressed up against Allan.

Allan sighs and resigns himself for a restless night.

[kanos-blorbos-archive]

Hiii once again delirating at 6.30 am BUT y'all NEED to hear about Ada idk how I havent made a post about her actually

ANYWAY Ada is one of my most beloved TF2 ocs, tho she's part of an au I named team castle I swear there will also be a post on that in the future but just know she's the medic of the red team

AND!!! She's so so so insane like sooo much insanity can fit into this woman, and also like a lot lot lot of horny, like a lot of it, a bio I wrote for her while ago sums it up like perfect "Ada is an eccentric bastard with love for sex and guts, whether they are or not in the same context" and yup that sums her up BUT there's more

She's made a deal to the devil right after being spat out of an asylum and sold her soul for her very feminine body, absolutely unfailable charm and medical skills that work but always in the most ridiculous way possible, also because of this she's also gained a demon form because why not so sometimes it just happens she sprouts wings and horns and her skin becomes purple, because why not

OH YEAH LAST THING! She's a mercenary like mainly because she can, and because with her medical malpractice history no one in their right mind would hire her but Mannco did so now she can go on committing medical malpractice on her teammates. Some of who actually find it extremely hot.

So yeah!! That was Ada byeee

[incorrectbbcrobinhood]

Marian: Where did Guy go yesterday?

Allan A Dale: I decided he should go to see a therapist.

Marian: Really? How did it go?

Allan A Dale: The therapist is now seeing a therapist.

[swiftlystella]

[let-djaqsayfuck]

guy, who hasn’t slept in 3 days: yall ok

marian, who has not relaxed her clenched jaw and stiff shoulders in hours: yea i’m great!

allan, who hasn’t drank water at all today and not eaten a vegetable in weeks: absolutely swell, you?

guy, who just blacked out for a second: look at us. look at us. we’re doing great.

marian, zoning thru space n time bc of low blood pressure: honestly? thriving <3

[mariansteamcastle]

I wholeheartedly and excitedly welcome you to @mariansteamcastle

I’m Phaedra and my main profile is @wonderbatforever

I created this sideblog an an expression of love towards our little yet extremely pretty and bright fandom for BBC Robin Hood but also to be free to post my Character Analyses and ship rants!

Please, as I wrote on my description, feel free to send me prompts for drabbles or characters to analyse or moments from the series or dynamics or anything really! I’d be more than delighted to interact with you all, lovely Robin Hood fellows and keep the flame of this legendary fandom burning brightly!

Thank you very much for being here!!!

[wonderbatforever]

For those three magnificent mutuals @let-djaq-say-fuck @chaoticbitheatrekid and @knights-of-sherwood-forest who expressed interest and all of you BBC Robin Hood mates, gals and guys out there, here is the first part of some fanfiction ideas that are currently clawing on my brain and I can’t get any peace.

Pun Intended Indeed.

The entire series from beginning to the end, BUT though Guy’s POV, Mature Rated, AND EXTRA SCENES where I intend to have:

Justice for Allan (Especially in Season Three, Good God what a waste they made of him) and also Isabella (I utterly adore her and feel that her character needs more investment)

Team Castle that we all know and adore in quite a lot more shenanigans.

A better bonding of Robin and Guy in Season Three (at least I’ll try)

What happened when Guy was absent in London. (Yes, I can't get enough of Toby Stephens' Prince John!)

More past stories and explanations (mostly headcanons there but I’ll do some digging in those great audiobooks)

Justice for my OTP with build-up and bonding. It’s Guy and Marian though, I know I’m a sadist for shipping them and going through all this heartache again and again (I’ve already watched the show three times in the three months I’ve been on the fandom)

Exploration of very interesting yet wasted storylines like Annie and Seth, Lambert, Eve, Carter, Thornton (the Locksley servant, not Guy’s brother in law) The first trip to the Holy Land, etc.

I pretty much intend to fix a lot of things and make Guy’s already brilliant character shine even more, along with the cursing, violence, and intense sexuality that we all deserve. (I’m just overly excited, don’t mind me)

Good Lord, that's getting rather long, I did get carried away by my excitement and definitely loquacious...

SO, I'll throw more on another part! Thank you very much for reading this far, Is love to hear your thoughts on it, whether you'd like to see that written, etc. I, for one, am terrifically thrilled and my brain can't stop working on it!