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Speirs: why are you not letting me help him?

Lip: ron, i love you, but when nix was depressed you literally pushed him into a 3-meter-deep hole and said ‘you reached rock bottom and there is nowhere to go but up’

Speirs:

Speirs:

Speirs: i mean, did he not get better after that?

Lip: he got dehidrated and had to spend three days in a hospital

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Speirs, watching Dick and Lew just being husbands: uh, disgusting

Some random soldier: yeah, disgusting

Speirs, to the soldier: i will murder you and your unborn children

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speirs snapping at lipton to take care of himself and then leaning in to softly discuss matters with him reblog if u agree

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MY HEARTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

We can’t all have happy endings.

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Lipton, about Speirs: Well we all like a bad boy, don’t we?

Nixon: Not a fucking psychopath who kills for fun, Lip.

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ok I need artist recommendations.

I want to commission a smutty graphic speirton fanart. who are your favourite artists who do smutty smut?

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I FEEL CALLED OUT

literally every speirton fic ever: and speirs tells him to drop the sir and just call him ron instead

me, every single time without fail: oh my god and speirs told him to drop the sir and just call him ron instead

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Harry needs to be roped more into the gay fun.

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YES THIS OMG YESSSSSSS

Soulmates AU where the bond comes to life the first time your soulmate makes you laugh

(I came up with this soulmates idea awhile ago, and every now and again it sneaks back up on me and makes me so happy)

Okay, so in this version, the bond flares for the person who laughs. The other person gets a tug that says it happened, but not the bond light up. Not until they laugh because of the other person. 

So, let’s talk Speirton. 

Carwood, obviously, laughs for the first time when he sees Ron run across the field towards Foy. He can’t believe it, but then there’s so much more to do after the fighting that he doesn’t have a chance to say anything until Rechamps. 

And then Ron lands that “Hell, it was you, first sergeant” speech on him, and Carwood’s so fucking overwhelmed he can’t speak. 

Ron ends up very quietly admitting he knows Carwood is his soulmate; he felt the tug, and he feels it every time he looks at Carwood. But he also apologizes. He’s not much of a laugher, you see. He can’t promise how long it’ll take for his own bond to flare up and fully connect them. 

It does take awhile. It takes until Hagenau. After the fake second patrol, Ron really starts trying to get Carwood to fucking REST ALREADY. And finally, he catches Carwood trying to sneak around to do his job, and he’s so exasperated, he just fucking LAUGHS. This great, booming laugh as he calls Carwood a fucking idiot and grabs him by the back of his coat and drags him back to a nice, warm bed. 

And Carwood’s beaming the whole time because he did it. He made Ron laugh.

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Lip: So.

Lip: I'm in love.

George: with?

Lip: Ron.

George: Speirs?

Lips: Yes.

Lip: ... thoughts?

George: and prayers.

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all of us: *scrambling to find a good setting for our homoerotic fics*

HBO War: Hey pspsps ! *pulls back a tarp, revealing a foxhole*

all of us: *excited author noises*

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all of us: *scrambling to find a good setting for our homoerotic fics*

HBO War: Hey pspsps ! *pulls back a tarp, revealing a foxhole*

all of us: *excited author noises*

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existential crisis winnix FTW