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whos gonna take one for the team and write me starters
anyway locksley, the town that robin hood is supposed to be from, (known as loxley in the current day) is in south yorkshire on the bank of the river loxley. it didnt become part of sheffield until the mid 1900s so by definition robin hood is of york which means i am going to call him a yorkie and no you cannot stop me
𝑊𝐻𝑂 𝐵𝑅𝑂𝑈𝐺𝐻𝑇 … 𝑾𝑯𝑶 𝑩𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑶 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑨𝑹 𝑪𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑹𝒀 ? swimming in the drift of the land of shining meadows . the sword is soft in the fires of the furnace , IT HUNGERS TO BE HIT AND WANTS TO HAVE A HUNDRED SISTERS ! in the coldest state of their existence they may dance the maddest in the morass of the red rain . 𝐈 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍 . co-existence , conflict , combat , devastation , regeneration , transformation , THAT IS THE BEST I CAN DO FOR YOU .
INDEPENDENT SIHTRIC KJARTANSON OF THE LAST KINGDOM AS WRITTEN BY HEATH .
outlys·:
any pride found in one's self is quickly vanished , and in its place shame comes swift ; an embarrassment that sees the skin of her cheeks flush pink , ‘neath the scattered layers of fresh dirt and moss . a sight to behold ! ye’ , who defies the laws of the sheriff’s hand … who burdens the heft of a price upon their head for those disgraces , can so easily be outsmarted by a tree . and to worsen the blow , for her idiocy to have been witnessed by the prince of thieves himself .
“ I AM VERY CAPABLE OF CLIMBING TREES ”
a huff , defensive albeit with no want for proof to back such claim … so instead , she takes the hand he offers and pulls herself to her feet again , but not before she takes the final twig from her hair and flicks it at him “ if you tell anyone of this , you need not fear the sheriff being the one to string you up ”
𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑡 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑎𝑧𝑒 ? perhaps . but he is no more serious about it than a babe is serious of their mother’s teasing . heels dig into the ground to support her weight as she climbs to stand once more . it would be unlike him to admit that he , too , has been defeated by trees more times than he would care to count . 𝑡'𝑖𝑠 𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑡𝘩𝑠 , wood may rot and die from the inside , becoming weaker and weaker with nought any person able to notice .
❝ that’s quite a threat . ❞ he comments , and frankly he believes her . he knows better than to trifle with the delicate matter of a woman’s pride . though there is no doubt in his mind that he might let it slip without thinking about it . 𝑎𝑠 𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑦 . ❝ your secret is safe with me . ❞

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@bllakcat asked: “Don’t tell anyone. I have a reputation to uphold.” / felicia also throwing money to the poor? yEAH
❝ why ever should you wish to hide a good deed ? ❞ he asks . he has seen her trade away her spoils for naught but perhaps the smiles on children’s faces , 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 . and as it is the way of things , goodness rises to the surface in the strangest of places where times become dire . people . they are full of hope , they always are .
❝ are you afraid of being more than just a common criminal ? ❞
@scarlaw asked: “Fuck you, then. Keep your secrets.”
𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒐𝒇 , the horrors he has witnessed and comitted . the men he has killed and the families that he tore apart . & how very awful it was to consider that lands once said were promised to them were now stained in the blood of innocents . he draws a sharp breath at his nephew’s insult . 𝘩𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐𝘩 , and robert ? well , he is uniquely quiet now . there is a deep crevice between his brows , a frown forged of years . there is a darkness in his eyes that , truthfully , even he himself fears . when he finally replies his words are sharp and tactless , cruelly spoken .
❝ should i ask you to tell me how it felt to run through a man ? how it felt when the deed was done and his blood covered your hands and face ? i should think not . some secrets ... they are supposed to be kept in the heart . ❞
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@sherhood : ❛ For love casts out fear, and gratitude can conquer pride. ❜
HE THINKS THAT IT IS UNFAIRLY BORNE, this damned humility & in general good-hearted kindness, by those who should, by rights, be storming the hidden stocks of grain & tearing down those edifices built in the name of order and rule of law. The common folk, those who have shouldered this burden for year & years & long past the high-born communal memory which he inherited, did not deserve the lot they’d been given. It does not matter that he came from an elevated place, for had he been able to choose, had he been given the chance to take charge of the lands his father had shed sweat & tears over, he would have made it right. He knows he would have. Because that is the only option. If he had a torch, he would press it to the scaffold & then run to find the vulnerable underbelly of Nottingham castle and set that ablaze, too. Sometimes, he feels as though he contains such a torch in his chest, and alongside the guilt & the pain that he’s never quite been able to shake, there is a rage that fuels every swing of his swords. But Robin says things like this which douse that fire, and smoke-like shame fills his lungs until it’s difficult to breathe. Will scrapes his toe through the dirt & leaves, eyes searching for nothing but pointedly avoiding his uncle’s thoughtful gaze. His hands ball into fists as he tries & fails to understand how anyone could take the pain they’d been given and turn it into something so good. But it must be possible, for Robin does it every day. “It takes too long,” the young man says finally. “I see the value in it, I really do, but all that casting out … all that conquering …. it takes a great deal longer than a sword or a bow.”
𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒘 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 . in his eyes there lies a familiar sight ; the sight of one struggling to accept that which has changed around him . something he had learnt in the holy lands , once he reached for understanding more-so than simply following orders , and months of torture almost pushed him in the wrong direction . but torture can be found anywhere , 𝑝𝘩𝑦𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 , 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 , 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 . a sigh falls from his lips as he takes a step or two forwards and places a dirtied hand upon will’s shoulder , his gaze is comforting despite the way it’s being avoided . FIRE IS GOOD , it can be used to warm , to light , to cook , it can even save a life -------- but only when controlled .
❝ it is supposed to . ❞ he answers with a light tap of fingers upon the boy’s cheek . he offers a smile , though it seems a lot weaker than his usual enthusiastic grin . 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑦'𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑡𝘩 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 . adapting to change is always hard . ❝ if t’were easy the world would be in peace , t’is the challenge what makes love and gratitude the qualities of a great man . and ... as quickly as sword or bow may end a life , you may too lose sense of yours . ❞
stand still . the forest knows where you are . you must let it find you . independent and private original character , based on the legend of robin hood . by steph .
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𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑫 , and let me tell you something : IT’S NOT FAIR ! i love you , but no - one gives me any food . YET PEOPLE WHO DO NOT LOVE YOU ARE FED . the world is wrong , we are feeding people who do not love us , 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑆𝐴𝑉𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐴 𝑀𝐴𝑁 𝑊𝐻𝑂 𝑊𝐴𝑁𝑇𝑆 𝑈𝑆 𝐷𝐸𝐴𝐷 . i’ve changed my mind , i no longer love you , now can i eat ?
ROBIN HOOD OF MYTH & LEGEND, AS WRITTEN BY HEATH. inspired by bbc robin hood.
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Robin Hood (2006-2009, BBC, United Kingdom)
1x01 Robin’s arrival | 3x13 Robin’s departure
@tsarevitch asked: “Perhaps here is not the best place to speak of it?”
𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑓'𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝘩𝑖𝑙𝑙 , he lies in wait for them . or at least that had been the plan : a quick ambush on the roads through sherwood forest . they would never see what hit them . coming across a stray hadn’t been in consideration . brows knit together in a frown as he looks over the stranger . 𝑜𝑏𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝘩𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝘩 . likely thinks he’s consorting with some common criminal , as well , and the thought of which brings a twitch of amusement to his smile .
❝ i suppose you’re right . ❞ he answers in a hushed voice as he peers over the edge of the hill down upon the men who are passing . 𝘩𝑒 𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝘩 . his own men are waiting for his signal , sprawled out amongst the trees , but since this development he has decided to simply let them pass . better it is than dragging some stranger into a situation what could be dangerous . ❝ we’ll wait until they’ve left . ❞
@herweloved asked: “Never let your face tell a secret your lips should not.”
𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑡'𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑦 , but since he stands before her , heart on sleeve , he finds it’s never been so difficult to pry feeling from his expression . so typically is he capable of spinning lies , weaving tales that might save him from a dire situation and it’s always a hard thing to spot . 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝘩𝑖𝑚 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑢𝑐𝘩 𝑎𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 . there’s a tilt to his head , the raise of a brow , and cheek in his smile . ❝ i am familiar with the concept . ❞ he answers , and leans comfortably on one hand across the low stone wall towards her .
❝ but do you know of secrets that can only be told by lips ? ❞

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@outlys asked: “don’t tell anyone. i have a reputation to uphold.”
𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑘 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠 , taints his face from cheek to cheek . unchallenged as he looks upon her brushing dirt and twig from hair and clothes . it’s not the first time a branch has proven unworthy of holding a person’s weight , 𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝘩𝑒 𝘩𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑔𝘩𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 . still , her utter dismay is funnier than anything else . ❝ a reputation ? ❞ he asks LOUDLY , a note of shock on his tone . ❝ which reputation is that ? ❞
❝ the one where you’re a lawless disgrace to society ... ? ❞ he asks , as he offers her a hand so that she might climb to her feet again . ❝ or would it be the one where everyone mistook you for your capability of climbing trees ? ❞
“You’ve nothing to be sorry for.”
“Why me? Why now?”
“I just wanted to see what it was like. In case I die.”
“Didn’t die, I see.”
“I won’t see you for a long time, will I? I might never see you again.”
“You knew this. You chose this.”
“Never flinch. Never fear. And never, ever forget.”
“If it’s death you seek, there are easier ways to find it.”
“Not. A. Fucking. Word.”
“When all is blood, blood is all.”
“The brighter the light, the deeper the shadows.”
“It is basically your fault.”
“I can help with that. If you need it.”
“Fuck off. And take your trouble with you when you off with the fuck, _____.”
“I can kiss that better if you like.”
“Something is wrong. This is wrong.”
“That was heartless.”
“I know you not at all. And I trust you even less.”
“Apologies. Did I give the impression I was asking?”
“Shut up, you blackhearted little shit.”
“You should be dead…”
“You don’t owe me thanks.”
“You’d best grow some eyes in the back of your head, _____. You’d best start sleeping light.”
“A traitor’s just a patriot on the wrong side of winning.”
“Nothing is where you start. Own nothing. Know nothing. Be nothing.”
“Not all that is dead truly dies.”
“I can think of no finer torture than to have power absolute over all but your own.”
“Those who call the Dark… well, eventually it calls back.”
“I don’t need you worrying about me, _____. This place has danger enough to kill us both.”
“I can’t say I’m sorry to hear that.”
“You didn’t think I asked you to sneak out just because you seemed like good company, did you?”
“It may be sad. It may be wrong. But it is also true.”
“We both knew it was too good to last.”
“You will learn right and wrong have little meaning here.”
“This place gives much. But it takes more.”
“I know who I am. What I am. I’ll never forget. Never.”
“Never let your face tell a secret your lips should not.”
“… I’m not going to like it, am I?”
“I see they haven’t killed you yet.”
“Sometimes weakness is a weapon. If you’re smart enough to use it.”
“Watch your back. And your front. And the rest of it, too.”
“They will kill you, _____. Unless they break you. And then, they will kill you anyway.”
“I don’t know what to believe. I was hoping you could teach me.”
“It matters not what you are. Only that you are.”
“If you can’t hurt the ones who hurt you, sometimes hurting anyone will do.”
“If you’d like to go somewhere and quietly fuck yourself, I’ll be waiting patiently for your return.”
“Apologies. I appear to have misplaced the fucks I give for what you think…”
“Too many questions. Not enough answers.”
“Fuck you, then. Keep your secrets.”
“We’re the same, you and me.”
“The wolf does not pity the lamb. The storm begs no forgiveness of the drowned.”
“_____, I could kiss you…”
“Love makes fools of us all.”
“I don’t like being used, _____.”
“Know me so well, do you?”
“I know how you feel about me.”
“I don’t need your fucking pity, _____.”
“I want what’s best for you, don’t you see that?”
“You don’t belong here.”
“Don’t tell anyone. I have a reputation to uphold.”
“Sometimes I wonder what you’re doing in a place like this, _____.”
“You never belonged here, _____. You deserve better than this.”
“Shut the fuck up, you piece of shit. You’ve got one chance to live and that’s by telling me what I want to know, understood?”
“Perhaps here is not the best place to speak of it?”
“You owe me answers. I think I’ve earned them by now.”
“I didn’t want it to be like this, _____.”