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Spoobrroob-wroobtoobs-droobws

REBLOG GAME!

Replace every vowel in ur url with 'oob'

Woobnnioobbloobgoobndoobry

Man this is like a alien name

@ everyone who wants to join

Specific tags coming later, too lazy to do it rn

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Little doodle I did of my lovely girl helena(oc)

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This is why I read the reddit comments

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Rangers Gathering31: Roots

We’ll put our own roots down

Ahhhh first time I’ve done a Rangers gathering and it was so much fun!!! Def gonna keep doing ranger fanart after this tho- this event dragged me back into the fandom lmaoo

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Ranger Gathering 2025 - Day 28: Release

Letting Go Is a Scary Thing

The clearing around Halt’s little cabin had never been so filled with noise. Voices mingled with laughter and the joyful tunes Berrigan played on his gitarra. If this had been any other event, Halt would have left by now. Too many people and too many sounds had never been his thing, but today he gladly put up with it. It was Will’s graduation after all.

Seeing his apprentice — or, former apprentice now — celebrating with his friends, a big smile on his face and sparkles in his eyes, filled him with pride. His boy had come far. In his five years of apprenticeship, Will had already been through more than most rangers did in their entire career, and still he managed to find joy in every day, his laugh always returning. No matter what life threw at him, Will kept fighting, kept training, kept living. In Halt’s eyes, no one was more deserving of that silver oak leaf than him.

Will caught his eyes, and his smile brightened. Halt saw no point in stopping the corners of his mouth from quirking up. His apprentice deserved to see he was proud of him. Will came up to him, practically bouncing on his feet as he did so, and then he suddenly threw his arms around him, squeezing his mentor in a hug.

‘What’s that for?’ Halt grumbled.

Will pulled away and smirked. ‘Can I not give my dearest mentor a hug whenever I feel like it?’

That earned him a playful swat on the head. ‘Don’t start getting too touchy now. You’re going to move to another fief soon, can’t have you missing me too much.’

Will snorted. ‘Who knows, maybe Crowley sends me to a fief next to Redmont. Then I can visit and hug you every week.’

‘Just when I thought I’d be done with you.’

‘Admit it, you love me.’

‘Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Aren’t you supposed to be playing with your friends instead of plaguing me with your lovey-dovey feelings?’

Will rolled his eyes, but the quirk of his mouth betrayed that he was everything but offended. ‘Alright, I’ll be going then.’ He turned back around and joined Horace, who immediately offered him a plate filled to the brim with Jenny’s pastries.

Halt would never in a thousand years admit that his throat closed up and his eyes started pricking as he thought of what his life would look like now. He had gotten so used to Will’s endless questions, his cheeky remarks, his enormous energy. Way too soon, his apprentice would have his own fief, and Halt would be alone again. Secretly, he hoped that Will would indeed be placed not too far from Redmont. The thought of not being able to see his boy for longer than a few weeks felt unbearable. As he sat pondering, he vaguely registered Crowley appearing beside him. His friend placed a hand on his shoulder and lightly squeezed. ‘I know what you’re thinking,’ the commandant said, ‘but you’re going to have to let him go.’

‘I know,’ Halt whispered back. ‘Doesn’t mean that I have to like it.’

‘No, but you can’t protect him forever.’

‘Who’s saying that’s the only reason I want to keep him close?’ Halt admitted.

Crowley chuckled. ‘Oh my, are you getting soft on your old day?’

‘I’m not old.’

‘Tell that to our grey hairs.’

‘Those are stress-related.’

‘Fine, if that’s what you like to tell yourself.’ Crowley gently bumped his shoulder. ‘Doesn’t change the fact that you’re acting like a dad scared to sent his kid out in the big world.’

Halt fell silent for a moment. When he spoke up again, his voice was nothing more than a murmur. ‘Well, maybe that’s because I am.’

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We live in the dumbest, lamest cyberpunk dystopia possible.

So LA has been — and continues to — protest against ICE. These protests haven’t gotten any smaller or lost any momentum, but social media wasn’t reflecting it.

TikTok users, realizing that the platform/other social media are censoring/deleting/shadowbanning these protest videos, decided to find a workaround.

They’re calling it the LA Music Festival. Ice detention centers and other protest locations are “stages.” The hottest band is Rage Against the Machine. “Here’s what gear you should be bringing to stay safe at the LA Music Festival.”

And it fucking worked.

TikTok has become a proving ground for a lot of new music, meaning lots of labels and organizations have lucrative deals with TikTok to promote their new artists and music festivals. So they absolutely cannot censor the words “music festival” or train the algorithm to ignore it, or they risk endangering that very important revenue.

So now protest videos are flooding feeds again, but it’s the LA 24/7 Music Festival. Truly an incredible timeline we’ve landed in.

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Once you realise that every Netflix show is edited for social media advertising- so all their shows just have Stuff in the middle with dead space at each side you will Not be able to unsee it and it will make you Angry every time.

I wish David Lynch was here to yell at them about this, I really do

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Hey someone suggested I use ChatGPT to figure out adulting today, and as I was going through the mental list of places I'd rather look, I realized "beloved strangers on Tumblr dot net" was on that list.

So if you have an aspect of adulting that you're really good at-taxes, budgeting, cooking, insurance, credit, time management, house upkeep, anything-please feel free to reblog with any tips.

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hello, white tumblr user. before you is a serious post by a blogger of color about racism. if you are able to quietly reblog it without adding any bullshit, especially not anything starting with "as a white person-" you will be allowed to go free. the hardest challenge in your entire life begins now

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Rangers gathering 27: release

Will in a moment after Skandia- He needed that, poor boy :((

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For the gits and shiggles would anyone be interested in seeing a furry adaptation of the ranger’s apprentice cast bc I’m stunned that I can’t find anyone that’s done this yet

Like it’s rotating in my brain but idk cuz I’m still learning how to draw furries

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• On June 28, 1914, Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his wife are assassinated. This is the match in the powder keg that ignites World War I.

• Soldiers living and dying in horrific conditions and in close proximity to one another means that diseases spread very quickly.

• One German soldier in particular contracts jaundice and is removed from the battlefield. This soldier is Conrad Veidt.

• Veidt is permitted to act in the army theatre until his condition improves and he is fit to return to battle.

• In 1917 he is deemed unfit to serve and is discharged from the German army.

• Conrad Veidt returns to the theatre and goes on to have an illustrious career on both stage and screen, gaining stardom by playing major roles in pictures such as Different From the Others (1919), the first pro-gay film known to exist, with Veidt as the lead; and The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari (1920), widely regarded to be the first true horror film, with Veidt as a major antagonist under the villain’s control. He is one of few silent film stars whose careers last through the advent of sound.

• In the late 1920s, Veidt travels to the United States to star in a few films for Universal Pictures. One of these films is The Man Who Laughs (1928), in which he plays Gwynplaine, the titular Laughing Man, who was surgically disfigured as a child to set his mouth in a permanent grin. This film is adapted from Victor Hugo’s 1869 novel, L’Homme qui rit.

• On April 25, 1940, the Joker makes his first appearance in the debut issue of the comic book Batman. It is generally accepted that the visual design of the Joker is based directly on Conrad Veidt’s appearance as Gwynplaine in The Man Who Laughs (1928). This is supported by the Joker’s creators, although their accounts of the Joker’s creation differ.

• The Joker goes on to become one of the most popular characters of all time, joining the ranks of characters of myth, legend, literature, and modern media whose stories will likely be retold and remembered until the sands of time have buried the bones of humanity forever.

• Enter tumblr user @the-muppet-joker (aka Croaker), who not only kins (mainly) the Joker and Kermit the Frog, but is also in a relationship with both of them.

• Tumblr user and YouTuber @strange-aeons makes a video delving into the twisted mind (and blog) of the Croaker.

• Croaker is angered by this, and so they schedule a duel to the death at @dashcon-two.

• They duel. Strange emerges victorious and is knighted by the Ball Pit Queen. Croaker dies and the funeral process is speedrunned with a heartfelt rendition of “Man or Muppet” performed by The Musical InterDudes. The singers held signs with individual letters spelling “KUNG POW PENIS”.

TL,DR: The Croaker owes his existence to jaundice and the 1914 assassination of an Austro-Hungarian noble.

And also Victor Hugo.

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Rangers gathering day 23:

Dreams

Chapters: 1/2

Summary: Will figured out he loved woman as well as men from a young age. Through the years this brings him great stress, fear, and heartbreak. Thankfully there's people who're on his side.

Tags: Period-Typical Homophobia, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Feels, Homophobic Language, Internalized Homophobia, Queer Themes, Queer Persecution, Outdated Queer Language

Warning: This fic contains exploration of what it would (Maybe probably not) be like to be a queer youth in fantasy inspired medieval Europe. This includes very homophobic language, talks about violence against queer people, and fear around inner homosexuality. These can be very heavy and triggering topics. Please take care of yourself first and don't read this if it can cause you upset.

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kissing your ghost was my own damn fault

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Rangers Gathering day27: Gift

Halt and Will the father-son duo ever <3

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Ranger gathering day26: portrait

I wish George and Jenny were featured more in the later books </3

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