Once upon a time there lived a guy named, uh, Guy. Of Gisborne, in fact, and he loved this bird named Marian and it was like bondage happy-times all the time and they didn't know anyone at all named Robin Hood. They lived happily ever after.

OR SO I THOUGHT.

Apparently, once shaken out of my Season-Two-Finale-Daze by maddeinin and jesshelga, I was told it didn't happen like my brain tells me it did, and in actual fact? Lucy Griffiths is beautiful and out of a job. Really beautiful and really out of a job.

Oh, okay. Fine. I decided not to watch season three because I am cranky and a petulant child, but I was conned drawn back into watch it by maddeinin and her wily ways. With jesshelga because, like, as if I'm doin' it alone.



( To quote the men of *Sync, 'yes yes yes here we go, NSYNC has got the flow!' )

Next time on "Emo! Emo! Emo!', Robin tries to act and Guy washes his hair. Maybe.

_{I miss Marian.}

Hold on to your tights! It's...

The Robin Hood Season One Picspam, Part One!

Presented by Leather Etc, the online leader in leather and fetish wear. Just ask Guy of Gisborne!



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And I do know how the show ends, blokes, but I live in this wonderful world where AUs are awesome. Much like The Sheriff. Oh, Sheriff.