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5 More Minutes?

Say goodnight and farewell until next year, fellow outlaws.

Until then, Peace?Off!

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Robin Hood- 1x01//3x13

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Sometimes, Robin is an idiot rather than a hero.

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Robin Hood BBC Rewatch

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I was just in London in November, and was lamenting this morning that I didn't do anything even remotely Robin Hood related (unlike previous trips to the UK). I only did one day trip, and that was to Oxford. I didn't even visit the Tower this time around, which is honestly out of the ordinary, I love the Tower.

But then I remembered: I went to Cleopatra's Needle day one in my jet-lag, can't check into my hotel yet, haze. My conscious was soothed.

Of course, this only has a Robin Hood connection if you've read @nettlestonenell's FANTASTIC Don't series. AO3 | Fanfiction.net

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Robin Hood (BBC 2006) is very modern and updated and hip version of the legend with some of Marian's clothes literally coming from Top Shop; the cast all made fun of Marian's jewelry coming from Accessorize.

But beyond being a retelling of an English folk hero, there is something about Marian and Robin that feel to me like Penelope and Odysseus. Robin takes forever to come home, only to find it full of Marian's new suitor. She holds that same suitor off not with a burial shroud that she's weaving but the promise of "when the King returns". They are both very clever and crafty in ways their enemies don't expect. In this essay, I will

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I saved all your letters

this was supposed to have a bunch more parts, but then I broke my leg and my wrist, and so this is all I got done for Robin Hood day: my theory about why Marian is literate

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As soon as he hears her footsteps, he sighs. Whenever the Sheriff is away on business, they have a houseguest: his little daughter, Marian. Two years younger than him, and endlessly infuriating.

“What are you doing?” she asks, as she does about three thousand times per day.

“Writing,” he says, refusing to look up from his work. At eleven, he feels very worldly and important whenever he has lessons to do — at least for the first ten minutes. Then he gets distracted and runs off to do something else until his father or his tutor swats him back to the desk.

Marian comes up right behind him, staring down over his shoulder. Again: infuriating. “What does it say?”

He traces the line with his stylus. He likes the way the letters sink into the wax; he likes it even better when he’s done for the day and can smooth them away. “Omnia vincit amor,” he reads. 

She frowns at him.

“It’s Latin,” he says.

“Oh. That’s boring.” Frankly, he agrees. Nothing worse than copying lines of poetry in Latin, no matter how grown-up it makes him feel.

Robin knows from long experience that she won’t leave him alone until she has something to mull over, so he takes up his stylus again and writes something else below his required lines.

“What’s that, then?”

He gives her a grin. “It says Marian.” He points at the first letter. “This letter makes the ‘m’ sound. And then ‘aah’ after that, and again at the end — you see?”

“Hmm,” she says, but she looks decidedly more pleased. She reaches across him to trace the shape of the letter M with her finger, then gives him a nudge. “When will I learn to do this?”

A knot forms in his stomach. He thinks it might be shame. “Well,” he says slowly, “I suppose you won’t.”

She frowns at him. “Why not?”

“Because you are a girl.” It sounds awful coming out of his mouth. He knows it’s true, and he’s never even questioned it before this very moment, but now it seems impossible. When has being a girl ever stopped Marian from anything?

“That’s stupid,” she informs him, right on cue. She flounces down next to him on the bench, smoothing her skirts across her knees, and plucks the quill from his hand. “If no one else will teach me, I suppose that you will have to.”

He snatches the pen back. “I can’t, Marian, my tutor will be here in an hour—”

“Then it’s good that I’m a quick learner,” she says with finality, and he can’t argue with that. He hands her the stylus and forms her fingers around it in the way he was shown by his own tutor, years ago.

Marian says, “Here we are. What letter comes first?”

#all these ghosts

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The super indulgent trailer to my super indulgent horse fic.

#lafseanchai

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Also: a quick plug for this one-shot from 2015 that I added a couple chapters to (and intend to add more at some point but...broken wrist)

#all-these-ghosts

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30 Days of Robin Hood Challenge

Day 16: Favorite kiss(es)

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I love Robin Hood BBC, but it looks like Marian got most of her clothes from American Eagle tbh

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“We could join your band of worthy outlaws. If I can steal something from under the nose of the great Robin Hood, think what I can achieve of mere mortals, eh? Alan?” “He’s an excellent pickpocket. He’s got a big mouth, I know, but his heart is in the right place. If you had a brother who’d done something wrong, you’d give him a chance, wouldn’t you?”

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Robin Hood BBC Rewatch

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We are not just six outlaws in the forest, we are the spirit of England, and that is Robin Hood! And that, Lads, that! Is this country’s only hope.