#or kill for ron

[nyree2712]

Top Gun - Incorrect Quote 184

Bradley (6 years): Fuck!

Goose: *Gasps* Who teach my baby that?!?!

Maverick: Not look at me!

Iceman and Slider: Not me!

Hollywood, Chipper and Sundown: ME NEITHER!

Everybody: *Looks at Wolfman*

Wolfman: Oh yeah? Blame the fucking texan boy, right? It's always the fuck- OH

[coldarena]

plague on the horizon

[babypizzaface]

Harry: Fuck, marry, kill. Ron, Krum, and McLaggen.

Hermione: fuck Ron, marry Ron, kill Ron

Harry:

Harry: well that can’t be healthy..

[8ayaursillyfriend]

"He... didn't yell at me this time... he.. usually does when im in trouble.. he helps me too.."

"What? Did they fight?"

[lonelyvampx]

[nesperus]

part 2 of my cast gifts for rtx! beth’s pcs

matt will freddie

[jimjamjommeron]

Big Ron's errand boy

[jamieaspen]

Hermione Granger character study!! Really wanted to draw Crookshanks with her but I’m so bad at drawing animals 😭

[severussnapemylove]

Yet another Snater going on about how Neville’s boggart was Snape, even though Bellatrix tortured his parents to insanity. When I responded that Ron’s little sister was mind controlled and nearly murdered by Voldermort but his boggart was a spider …they just didn’t respond. Radio silence.

[unhingedromione]

Ron bashing fics out here talmbout how Ron can't please his partner when canonically there is only ONE MAN whose woman at the time COULD NOT keep her hands and mouth to herself

[joannerowling]

I love the implication in DH that Harry and Hermione could have gotten close but ultimately aren't a good fit because Hermione (unlike Ginny) can't make Harry laugh, and Harry can't even talk to Hermione when he sees she's emotionally distraught, just awkwardly hang around until she sorts herself out. My unfunny daughter. My emotionally constipated son.

[icy-book]

I'm constantly thinking about how Terry was literally willing to die because of his guilt over betraying Nicky. Anthony Burch you have wrecked my brain permenantly

[grossdyke]

we as a society really need to get into the torrid awful years long harry/hermione affair that started with them stumbling into bed together during the horcrux hunt when ron left. btw

[grim333z]

RARL HEADCANNONS

~ After Ron accidentally shot Carl, he was so overwhelmed with guilt that he tried to leave Alexandria by himself just to be stopped by Carl and Enid, who were reading comics out in the woods together:

"Ron?" Carl breathes, turning to look at Enid, her gaze being pulled away from the comic she'd previously been invested in. "What? He's not meant to leave the walls." She huffs before returning to her book. Though, landing back on Carl at the sound of crunching leaves and breaking sticks under his feet. Enid watching as he quietly and calmly approaches Ron.

"Ron?" He says, almost yelling. Pausing a small distance away from Ron. Almost out of fear, but partly because he knew Ron wasn't in the best place, especially after everything. Ron turns to look at Carl, his shakey grip on the sweaty rubber of the same gun that had taken out Carls right eye. "You pass me the Gun, and we go back to Alexandria." Ron shakes his head slightly, but he doesn't dare raise the gun, leaving it aimed at the ground in front of him.

"It's fucked, Carl. Everything's fucked." He stumbles over his words, sniffling as he trys to hold himself together. "It's not... just pass me the gun. And we can talk back in Alexandria. Where It's safe, " Carl says, pausing to take a breath. Trying to keep himself calm. Knowing he needs to bury his fear in a situation like this. He takes a hesitant step closer, feeling the cold barrel of the gun in his hand, gently urging Ron to let go. Ron reluctantly abides, letting the cold metal fall into Carl's grip.

"Let's get you back to Alexandria." Carl whispers, his hand hovering over Ron's back.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Ron whispers, his words growing shakey. "I can't blame you for making a bad decision while you were in that state. I've been in the same space before. I know what it's like to act on fear." Carl whispers. Recalling how numb he became after losing his mother, how easy it got to let his fear take over, how easy it was to kill that kid, even though he was surrendering.

~ They don't get together till they're WAY older (like post pike deaths).

~ Blacksmith Carl x Carpenter Ron

"I made you this," and it's a brand new set of tools for Ron's woodworking a set of hand Carved utensils.

THEY MADE RINGS FOR EACHOTHER.

~ Ron and Carl are the first people to start rebuilding Hilltop after the whisperers burn it down. Agreeing to do it for Enid.

~ gay!Ron x bi!Carl

~ After Ron realises no one blames him for what happened, he slowly grows on Carl and Enid being together. Realising he never really liked Enid like that, he just wanted some stability somewhere, finding it in Enid. After she passes, Carl and Ron find comfort in each other, knowing they were both close to her, it eventually grows into something more.

~ (I swear I SWEAR RON HAD A GUITAR IN HIS ROOM, WAAAAAAYYY BACK IN S5) Ron plays guitar, it's his outlet, for when he's stressed out. Carl secretly loves hearing him play. It's never very good. And it's all made up from the one scale he can remember, and it's always just slightly out of tune. But to Carl, there's nothing better than hearing Ron absentmindedly picking away, late into the night humming along but never making any actual lyrics.

~ AT the fayre at the Kingdom Carl and Enid spent an hour trying to convince Ron and Alden to play on the stage with Luke. It ended up being Carl's last happy memory with Enid, even though she never actually got to see them play.

"Are you crying?" Ron whispers, turning to look at Carl, sat up against his worn pillow, his journal he'd been absentmindedly jotting things down into having fallen limp in his lap, He'd only asked after hearing a shakey sniffle come from behind him. "Uh- just what you're playing... sounds like what you were playing when..."I'll stop," Ron ushers, feeling the bed dip as Carl scoots near him, "Don't..." Carl sniffles in response, resting his head on Ron's shoulder, arms falling limp around Ron's waist, his eye watching Ron's fingers glide across the strings.

~ Ron and Carl help Daryl with jude and rj while rick and michonne are gone.

~ They take in Adam after Aldens' death, even though they'd agreed they'd never have kids after Ron admitted he feared he'd end up like his Father.

"M'not good at this, Carl." Ron breathes his words, almost panicked as he looks down at the curled up bundle in his arms. "You're doing fine." Carl whispers, resting his head on Ron's shoulder. "What if I end up like- Carl.This was a bad idea. Surely there's someone more capable at this." Carl just huffs a laugh, blinking at Ron. "You won't end up like him." He says his words warm and comforting.

~Daryl was the first person to find out about Carl and Ron. After walking in on them while they were helping, make dinner for the kids, being a little too close for just freinds.

~Carl's love language is acts of service, always sharpening and cleaning up Ron's carpeting tools.

~ Ron's love language is physical contact, always draping a stray arm around Carl's shoulders or tracing Carl's features with his calloused fingers while he's meant to be trying to sleep.

~once Ron spent a YEAR trying to grow his hair like Carl's, deiciding he hated the feeling of it on his neck and making Carl cut it all off.

"I want it GONE," Ron says, slamming a pair of scissors down on the bathroom counter. Nearly startling Carl (who was just brushing his teeth) to death. "What?" Carl blinks, looking at the scissors and then back to his boyfriend. "This hair. Please, Carl, get rid of it." Carl's eye widens in realisation, nodding as he picks the scissors up. "Are you sure?" "Get rid of it."

~ Ron secretly loves when Carl rocks up home after a long day blacksmithing Covered in soot and his hair tied back behind his head, some stray strands falling onto his face, thinking he's never looked more beautiful. (He's covered in dirt and smells like burnt bootyhole)

[fried-manto]

Apologies.

[espioakakeith]

"Watching John Cena put R-Truth through a press table..."

or whatever Weezer said