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#Frozen #anna #princesaanna #princessanna #kristoff #orangehair #pelirroja

"This is not how I planned to have my head between her legs"

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#Frozen #anna #princesaanna #princessanna #kristoff #orangehair #pelirroja

"This is not how I planned to have my head between her legs"

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Reblog if you are legitimately shocked by the number of followers you have.

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lover-of-robin-hood asked: "Cain? Cain, I found us a treasure map. Interested? Marian questioned, dangling an old elongated paper in front of him.

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"Of course I’m interested! What do you take me for, a boring old man?" He laughed, gently grabbing the paper from him and studying it.

"Well, now that you asked…. I think I did see a grey hair!" Marian teasingly remarked, brushing her fingers through his sandy blond hair. She couldn’t conceal the smile that had found it’s way upon her face.

"What do you think? Does it look like a real map?" She asked spinning behind him, before poking her head over his shoulder.

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#guardianofthebridge #sugar bear feels
North & South - You're the only place (Josh Groban) (x)

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EVIL/ ANGRY MARIAN (open para): Marian’s war-path

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Robin stood there for a moment before speaking.  He put his hands up in an ‘I come in peace gesture’ and slowly approached her.  ”Ok, I won’t tell you what to do but it is clear to me that you do need help but I can also see that you don’t want to talk about it.  Is there someone else you can go to?  Someone else I can take you to?”  

"I don’t like seeing you like this.  I want my happy, loving Marian back and I’m willing to do what it takes to get her back."  He stood a good couple inches away from her to let her have her breathing room.  "I’m always here if you need me, ok?  I’m not going to leave you.  I love you, no matter what happens."  Robin tried a small smile.

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Marian’s eyes did not leave Robin’s figure. For it was difficult to trust anyone… when she felt so much rage pouring through her squeezed and suppressed soul. 

His approach drew her into the shadowy corners of the room. He’d take one step forward and likewise, she’d take one back away from him. Until she had come to rest against one of the walls. She was now more dangerous than a trapped and frightened rabid animal, though there wasn’t a frothy foam spilling over her lips.

"What makes you so sure I want help?" Marian crackled. 

"Haha. You know very little about me Robin! I have no one to turn to… and even if I did they wouldn’t care. They never cared!" She retorted, the depths of her bitterness rang clearly through the tight corridors where they found themselves.

":Why would you miss her? She was weak…. pathetic… dull…. and stupid!" Marian stammered on confusion.

Then she added, “Why bother trying to bring her back?”

Marian’s mouth opened to speak again as he closed the gap…leaving just a little space of her to breath…… tears flooded through her aquamarine eyes as she listened to his words. 

"Why do …..do … you still… stand….here… wanting ….wanting to help me…..?!" She wearily demanded. 

"I’ve tried to shove you away…. and….and you are still here….." she murmured.

Then her tone raised as she begged again, “WHY!??!”

imageRobin winced at her words.  ”She wasn’t weak or pathetic or stupid.  She was kind, beautiful, and amazing but most of all she cared a lot about the people she loved.” He hesitantly placed a hand on her cheek.  ”I stay because I love you and I would do anything for you.  I don’t want to lose you.” 

"You love me, even like this?" She softly scoffed in disbelief. 

His touch was disarming and perhaps a tad soothing. Her temper was slowly deflating. 

"Of course I do love!  I won’t leave you just because you are angry.  I love you, Marian and I will always want to be with you.  I would die if you ever left."  By now, his hands had framed her face.  "I will always love you no matter what and I will always be here to help you, if you let me, that is."  He smiled a little at her

"You have every right to….forsake me," she whispered. 

"You…. you would?" She remorsefully breath. His warm fingers framing her face seemed to hold a magical power for her anger subsided. She swallowed harshly catching on to his every word. 

"I don’t deserve you, Robin," she sobbed pitifully.  She could no longer withhold the urge to let her arms wrap around him. Slowly she drew closer to him and she whispered, "I’m so….so…so very sorry."

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#robbingfromtherich #robinfromtherich #sorry its so late darling
lover-of-robin-hood asked: "Guy, can't you do something? The people are starving," Marian desperately plead. ((Hi there darling))

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He stops.

Of course he stops, he always stop at her voice, as if it were a secondary reaction now. For a split second his jaw clenches tight, front teeth sliding over each other before turning. She always looks so…..up to something when she pleads with him, it takes all his strength not to grab her by the jaw, hold her high and wait until she tells him of her nefarious plans.

Alas, he lets slide the thought, shoulders dropping, turning to face her with agonizingly slow movements. His face is dark, eyes prickly, but his body language signals his defeat and surrender to her the moment he’s completely twisted around. 

"People starve, Marian, it’s what they do.”

When he stopped, Marian was sure to pull herself to her full height.  Her eyes studied him with hopeful anticipation. 

His calculated words shot like a gusty breeze through her heart causing a stern frown to pull across her face.

"There must be some way to help them, they don’t have to starve! Guy, there is plenty of food! Please…" she hated graveling and begging like an animal would for scraps at a dinner table, but she would make her voice heard in the defense of the innocent- those who could not find the  strength to plea.

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She sounds like a peasant when she begs, something that Gisborne is none too fond of. His jaw tenses, his eyes roll heavy in his head. As if he were able to do anything about it, to say anything about it. 

"Marian," he repeats her name slowly this time, stalking towards her until he is over her, above her, cowering her into him, "There is nothing to be done for them. You and I we can do nothing, leave them be. Forget them.”

The drawn out lull of her name falling from his lips, caused Marian to inwardly panic. His nearness brought forth a wave of nervous uncertainty and trembling. Taking a step back she found herself horrified by his reply. How could he be so cruel and heartless? What had the people ever done to provoke his wrath? 

"Gisborne," she lowly growled, her voice grating like a gravel against the wheel of a supply wagon. 

She paused to stare at him for a moment, hoping that she could find some sentiment of compassion lingering about the callous man’s features. Finding none, her lips tugged into a disgusted frown. Boldly she extended a hand and coiled her fingers around his arm. 

"You can not seriously mean that! They are people…. just… like …us. Why must they starve? Someone has to speak up for them…. if you won’t, I will." She enunciated sharply, making sure that every syllable that spilled from her hot tongue would bring him to his senses. 

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#gisbxrne #sorry its late darling