#oh gilan

[ragingadhd]

I think this was already sorta addressed in Ruins of Gorlan but I can’t stop thinking about how fucking funny this sequence of events is. Will doesn’t know jack shit about his parents and wants to go to battleschool to feel closer to his father in some way. He is (somewhat brutally) rejected from battleschool. He becomes Halt’s apprentice and he’s like “hey do I get to learn sword fighting? It’s kinda the only thing I have to remember my dead father” and Halt is like “bitch thinks rangers carry swords lol”. And then the next fucking ranger Will meets has a fucking sword.

[s0ur-w0rmzxd]

draw some of the ranger’s apprentice characters in YOUR way!!

#sapstemplate so i can look thru your amazing work!! ^_^

feel free 2 use, with credit tho!

please don’t tell me someone else has done this before.. /silly

[honeyinmycoffee]

Literally anybody: I love you<3

Gilan: Awh, I know.

Gilan: Oh and also, I love me too<3 Thanks though.

[dwarrowdams]

"You can do better than that" with Gilan/Zevran?

Content notes: edging, bondage, praise kink, light D/s dynamics

"I want you to beg for it."

Gilan whined, his hips canting upwards in seek of sensation he already knew wasn't there. Zevran was just out of reach, and with his wrists bound to the headboard, he couldn't do anything about it. He'd been teasing Gilan for the better part of an hour now: bringing him close to the edge, but pulling back before Gilan could climax. It was the sweetest torture and as much as he'd enjoyed it, Gilan was desperate to come.

"Please."

Zevran laughed softly. "Come now, amor. You can do better than that."

He bit back a curse as Zevran reached down, ghosting his fingers along Gilan's cockhead. "Please, Zev," he gasped. "Please, please let me come?"

"Hm," Zevran said as he pulled his hand away. "You've been good, letting me tease you like this."

"I love being good for you," Gilan said, his voice tight with desire. "I want to keep being good for you, but I'm so...Maker, Zev, I need to come. Please, please let me."

"There we go," Zevran replied, his lips curving into a smirk. "I think you've earned it now."

He wrapped his hand around Gilan's shaft, giving it a few firm strokes. That was all it took to send Gilan spiraling into the most intense orgasm he'd had, waves of pleasure coursing through him as his release spilled across his abdomen. The aftershocks coursed through him even as Zevran untied him and curled up at his side, even as he murmured endearments in Antivan, his hands rubbing small circles on Gilan's back.

Eventually, Gilan recovered enough to speak. He rolled over to face Zevran, brushing the other man's hair away from his face.

"Next time we stay somewhere with a bed, we're definitely doing this again."

[penning-their-story]

Great now Im getting weird looks at this Subway because that lazy paragraph made me laugh.

frick marry kill: halt, gilan, & arald

I am gonna marry Arald, that's without question, the man is absolute sunshine and I just. LOVE HIM. I wanna bake us cookies everyday.

I'd fuck Gilan because I love Halt but I view him as one of the more vanilla ones and I am in very kinky mood today.

And I'd kill Halt because I hate job not done properly and Genovesans did sloppy one.

[iwanttobepersephone]

Heyyyy remember that time when I fell asleep and dreamed that I was Will cuddling with Halt? Well, it happened again, but this time I was Halt, and it was.... a lot weirder

Halt was sitting on the edge of a rocky beach, with the tree line very close behind him. On the other side of the beach you could see the island of Hibernia. There were no towns, but you could see the top of a castle peeking over the trees. He was making arrow shafts while the waves pulled up and closer to him. Suddenly he turned his head and Pritchard was sitting next to him. A conversation similar to this followed:

Halt: You're back

Pritchard: I never left

(Small pause)

Halt: This is a dream, isn't it?

Pritchard: That I cannot confirm nor deny

(Longer silence while Halt continues shaving down the wood)

Halt: I have my own apprentice now

Pritchard: I know, I've seen them. The first one is Gilan, the second one is, oh, William?

Halt: Just Will.

Pritchard: Ah, just Will? Interesting choice, but can't say I dislike it.

(Another pause)

Pritchard: You should go home

Halt: I can't, I've built a life here

Pritchard: I had the blessing to die on my own soil. You've got a long time, but I'd like you to get that same blessing.

Halt: I can't just abandon them

(Pritchard nods, another pause in conversation)

Pritchard: You should cross the water

Halt: I can't, I don't have a boat

Pritchard: I don't imagine you could possibly need one, take a step in!

(Halt stops carving and stands up)

Pritchard: Go on, just for a visit. You'll be alright

Halt stepped into the water and walked a little. It never got and deeper than his first step, it barely went above his ankles. He kept walking for a while, until he was about halfway across the river. Then, he turned around and saw Pritchard was still sitting on the beach. He was so far away he looked smaller than Halt's thumb.

Halt, yelling: Are you coming?

Pritchard, yelling back: Nope! You've already learned to live without me, Halt! You can learn again!

Pritchard: Besides, I'll be right here when you return!

Halt turned around and suddenly the shore was a lot closer than before. He stepped on and sat down on the grass. He then lied down and stretched his arms above his head.

Aand then I heard the front door open and I woke up

[that-one-enby-ranger]

Halt: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?  Crowley: >:O language  Will: Yeah watch your fucking language  Crowley: Okay, who taught Will the fuck word?!  Gilan: 'The fuck word'.  Horace: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time  Crowley: Oh my god he censored it  Gilan: Say fuck, Horace.  Will: Do it, Horace. Say fuck.

[solarishashernoseinabook]

:D Treat time??

Could I get a Jenny giving gil a baked good?

Here ya go Molasses! Wasn't sure if you wanted it romantic or not, so I wrote it so it could be interpreted either way

~

Jenny heard the door to her restaurant open behind her and spoke up without turning around. ‘We’re not open yet!’

‘I know,’ said a familiar voice, ‘but I figured you’d make an exception for me.’

Jenny grinned and turned to face her visitor. ‘Gilan!’

Gilan returned her grin and held up a small cloth bundle. ‘My grandmother sent me home with some of her pastries. I saved some for you.’

‘Oh, you didn’t have to,’ Jenny said, despite her curiosity. Gilan was a fan of her baking, but had never shared some of his family recipes with her before. She accepted the bundle and unwrapped it to expose three large pastries studded with candied fruit. She tore off a bit to reveal a jam filling and took a bite.

It was soft, and very sweet. The jam had helped keep it moist, while the candied fruit provided an interesting change of texture. The pastry had a blend of flavours she couldn’t immediately identify. ‘It’s wonderful!’

‘Normally they’re more tart than this, but Gran’s hands shake pretty badly now, so she simplified it a bit. I’d offer to give you the recipe, but she can’t write it down herself anymore and I didn’t have time to help her with it before I had to leave.’ For just a moment Gilan looked sad; then he brightened again. ‘Anyway, just wanted to drop in before I head off to see Halt. I’ll see you around?’

‘I’m making duck soup this weekend. Bring Will along, all right? He’s been tied up with work lately and a nice dinner will do him good,’ Jenny said. Gilan waved and went off.

Jenny took another bite of the pastry in her hands. This time she closed her eyes and held it in her mouth, examining everything she tasted. She swallowed and took another bite, turning her thoughts over in her mind. She went back to her kitchen.

~

The candied fruits were easy enough to identify. She made them first.

The pastry, as well, would be simple enough to make. She would make that later.

The jam was harder to pin down. This had to be where the tart flavour came from, but pinning down how to make it would be tricky. She tore the tops off the remaining two pastries and dipped her finger in the jam to taste it, then compared it with various jam mixtures she made. It took her most of the night.

The day before Gilan was to visit, Jenny made six pastries, each with different mixtures of candied fruit and jam. When they were ready she tried each one.

When she tried the fourth one, she smiled.

~

‘We’re here, Jenny!’ Gilan called.

Jenny put the baking pan on the window to cool and trotted out to the restaurant floor, wiping her hands on her apron. ‘Welcome! I just made a second pot of coffee for you.’

‘Good. Gilan had the last of mine this morning,’ Halt said.

Will grinned sheepishly at Jenny. ‘Sorry for not coming round much,’ he said.

‘No worries at all. You’re here now.’ She beamed at Will. ‘Are you done with your work, then?’

‘Not quite,’ Will said, as he, Gilan, and Halt took their seats, ‘but Gilan said you’d come after me with your ladle if I didn’t show up for dinner tonight.’

Jenny laughed. ‘He’s right, too! Make sure you visit more regularly, got it?’

‘Okay, okay, I will!’ Will grinned. ‘Especially if it means I get to eat duck soup.’

Just then Jenny’s serving boy Rafe came by with three steaming bowls of stew, mugs, honey, and the pot of coffee. Jenny helped him serve it, then took a seat and spent some time chatting with her old friends.

When the duck soup was done and the coffee was running low, Jenny retreated to the kitchen and came back with the pastries. Will looked at her curiously. ‘New recipe, Jen?’

Gilan raised an eyebrow as he recognised the treats. ‘Or an old one?’

‘Well, see for yourself,’ Jenny said. She took one of the pastries and set it on a small plate in front of Gilan.

Gilan picked it up slowly. Jenny had made it with all the same candied fruit that his grandmother had, and the pastry itself had been spot on. She just hoped the jam filling was the same as he remembered. Jenny knew she baked well – she had no doubt Gilan would like what she had made. But recreating a recipe she had never properly tried before was a gamble.

When Gilan’s eyes widened, Jenny knew she had been successful. ‘It tastes similar to how your grandmother used to make it, then?’

‘It’s almost exactly like how she used to make it,’ Gilan said. ‘How did you do it? What did you put in the jam?’

Jenny swatted his shoulder lightly. ‘That’s between me and your grandmother.’

Gilan laughed and caught Jenny’s hand, kissing the back of it lightly. ‘Thanks, Jenny. And I really will get the full recipe for you soon. You can compare how close it is to how you made it.’

Jenny smiled. ‘Thanks, Gilan,’ she said. ‘Now eat up, they’re not getting any warmer.’

[eccevenitvulpes]

Foldar: You’d be stupid to lay a hand on me. Gilan: Oh, you’d be surprised how many stupid things I do.

[incorrect-rangers-quotes]

gilan: [gets down on one knee]

jenny: oh my god!

gilan: what, i’m just tying my shoe.

jenny: oh.

gilan: but, while i’m down here… [takes out a box]

[pitbullwithaship]

I'm currently in a return of the rangers apprentice hyperfixation/phase/whateveracallit and yknow what I would love if somebody would write? Because I haven't found any? So if you see them then give me the link please? Bit if you don't somebody needs to write this? I need a fanfiction where like the rangers apprentice gang travels to Skandia to visit or something and they meet the Herons and stuff. It should include:

- Gilan being there and being very happy to see his friends

- Erik being proud of Hal and Will both and bragging about them both

- Halt and Thorn being besties

- Kloof

- Lydia impressing Halt

- Stig impressing everybody

- All the Herons impressing all the Araluens and vice versa

- Karina being an Araluen and former slave because that isn't talked about enough

- casual mention of "-oh the peace treaty with the Temujai" "IM SORRY WHAT? HOW?" "How do you think" (Hal of course)

[ragingadhd]

Gilan drawing I did months ago and forgot to post haha oops

[ranger-tater]

Surely most people can agree with me that Jenny and Gilan as a ship is not very good?! Like it makes me physically uncomfortable with the age gap, not to mention they started making moves almost as soon as Jenny became an adult iirc. Also I personally don’t think that it would work. Gilan and Jenny are both too in love with their jobs, they’re very different people (yeah yeah opposites attract but that’s too much opposites for me), they just can’t relate either. Yeah sure there was the lost stories short, but fending off three crooks compared to fending off bandit attacks on tax caravans is hardly comparable. Also, Gilan saying he’s gonna leave his post at the castle in TRR 6?! That’s stupid and plain dumb. That makes sense for the commandant to be away from his most valuable fucking posting. How the hell would that work, hm Flanny?! There’s already TWO TO THREE EXTREMELY QUALIFIED RANGERS THERE (one is retired but only in title)

“Oh yeah, I know I’m like, your most trusted advisor and stuff, Cassandra, and like, this is the best possible headquarters as commandment, but there’s this girl in Redmont.. and even though realistically our relationship won’t work, I should really move the-.”

“ARE YOU A FUCKING IDIOT?! NO!”

“But-“

“GO TO YOUR ROOM!”

It genuinely pisses me off. Gilithen supremacy. At least they could work better. Goddamn you Flanagan and your lack of sense.

[honeyinmycoffee]

I hope I'm not the only one but, I don't know if y'all know the song 'Jenny' by Studio Killers

But every time I hear it, I immediately think of Gilan. He would probably sing this (?) I mean, Gilan is (or was, correct me if I'm wrong please) in love with Jenny, right?

I can kinda see this happening:

Gilan, to Will: *Explains how he wants to tell Jenny he loves her by singing 'Jenny'*

Will, really excited: GILAN THIS IS A GREAT IDEA! YES YOU SHOULD SING THIS TO JENNY! CAN I PLAY MY MANDOLA FOR BACKGROUND MUSIC? I'D LOVE TO!

Gilan: Will please calm down-

Will: *continues being really excited*

Thank you for your time:)

[rangercorpstherapy]

ok weird question, but like, virginity in these books?? it's the medieval period so it was customary and expected (and scandalous if you don't) to save yourself till marriage but like, Commandant Crowley Meratyn gives off major 'guy who fucks' energy so I supposed that it's just irrelevant??

also Halt and Pauline had sexual tension for 15 fuckin years, and Will and Alyss dated for 7 years, and Gilan and Jenny dated for-- my god they're STILL dating.

someone explain

the view on virginity and sexuality differs between the Early Middle Ages and Late Middle Ages, it also depends on if the subject is nobility or not.

At the start of the Middle Ages, there wasn't as much sexual freedom as nowadays but there was certainly much less taboo on the topic. People were still connected with their old traditions and ways even though they were introduced to/and or practising Christianity. There wasn't as much of a pearl-clutching 'oh no an ankle' sex fear in the Middle Ages as people think. Yes, clergy swore oaths of celibacy and nobility were expected to stay chaste (although this expectation rested more on women than on men). For noble families, it was important to be absolutely sure that that was your baby because you couldn't just do a DNA test. Kinda important if you want to keep the family in power and make sure the bloodline continues undisputed.

Back to the pearl-clutching, it was not sex people were afraid of. There was no taboo on nudity (partly because one didn't have much privacy back then) and sex was even a source of public entertainment, for example in plays or on fairs. It was more pregnancy that was the issue. Bastards weren't treated very well along with their mothers (many choosing to leave their children in orphanages), noble bastards were dealt better cards, they could inherit and would often be seen as valuable enough that they could be used in marriage pacts. This period of vague sex is ok just be careful came to a very abrupt end because of reformations in the Church. Remember what I said about clergy having to be celibate...yeah let's just say they were not doing that. To the point of having 'wives' and kids, not even sneakily, they lived with them in a house, like a family. This was an issue from average priest to bishop. One of the many reforms was meant to make sure that calibates were calibating and put stricter measurements in place. Nuns were forced to live more secluded (before they took a very active role in the life around the convent), and convents became closed off for outsiders. Through efforts from the Pope, sex became demonized and women were presented as evil seductresses and the root of all evil evil desire. I don't think it was the same reforms but around the same time all bastards were stripped of any claim to inheritance and even if fathers claimed them they could not be legitimized. Making having bastards/being one even more taboo.

But even with all that were the Middle Ages not the most anti sex period in western history. The idea of "having sex before marriage is the end of the world and God will strike you down and dance upon your remains we are scared to hold hands with the opposite sex" came during the 16th century with the rise of STDS and would continue well into the Victorian era.

Back to the question.

It's hard to say when RA takes place, having some more modern technology but still having many characteristics of the High Middle Ages (lack of agricultural reforms, strong feudal system and a lack of cities). I am guessing that when RA took place it was around the same time the reforms were spreading (give or take a few decades maybe).

So to finally answer the question:

Crowley is saving himself for nobody, fucked till his heart gave out that's why he died with a smile on his face. Front-row seats to those sex plays at fairs. Always complaining about the good ol' days when you could get laid without some guy in robes and a hat having an opinion about it. Also, he's gay so it's not like he has to worry about populating Araluen with many handsome redhead babies (although he is a bit disappointed he can't be of service in that aspect of course).

Alyss and Will (all the ward kids for that matter) are sooo bastards to me. Bullied by the other kids you say??? Needing special protection or else they would have no one in the world you say??? People knowing they fornicated in the vineyard would not make their reps worse. Those bitches did NOT care, they fucked around day and night and would just get shotgun married if it was necessary. What is anyone going to do? How dare you and your scary wizard boyfriend part of an elite scary people group whom we are all collectively deeply afraid of have sex!

Halt was heir to the throne and probably had some speeches about how not to waste his royal seed on just anyone, to be careful and was so culture-shocked meeting Crowley and Pauline that he needed 15 years to recover.

[rangertessadarling]

"ranger's apprentice is a kids series"

oh ok, meanwhile

Will's drug addiction

Halt's traumatic childhood

Horace's bullies quite literally almost murdering him

The fucking creepy Kalkara things

Pretty much every violent fight scene

Sir Karen quite literally mind-controlling Alyss and attempting to seduce her

Will graphically almost dying in the desert from dehydration

Halt almost dying in b9

Horace using a literal torture method to get an answer out of the Genovesan (bro just casually poisoned him and made him run around to make it spread faster through his bloodstream like can someone say iconic)

The way Will's parents were basically both murdered

Will's speech for Horace and Cassandra's wedding. (it's just not suitable for any person of any age)

The graphically portrayed animal abuse

Alyss' death. Which was actually pretty gruesome, she died in pretty much the most tragic way someone could die. A fire so intense her body was never even recovered? which is um kind of traumatizing imo

Will's 'vigilante shit-- revenge' era, and his depression being handled very very poorly by his friends and family (literally made me angry reading those chapters for the first time)

Maddie quite literally getting drunk. at 15 years old. ma’am.

Dimon and Maddie's hookup

many, many, many, deaths. like many on-screen deaths. like one day I’m gonna go through the books and make a kill count. there’s legit a lot of death. (i am actually going to make a kill count now)

Rangers, in general, are pretty brutal people tbh. The way they handle a lot of situations is just kinda like "Eh strip them down to their underwear. dehumanize them, they deserve it." and ummm sure it's "funny" and I think that's what Flanagan was going for, but it's a littleee edgy on a moral level like calm down, they tried to rob you, but calm down

On that note, Gilan legitimately thinking of hanging some highway robbers and only being stopped because of the lack of trees around him. truly an icon.