anonymous asked:

How about drunk Harry/Ron brotp with some of these: 41,1,14,45,46,43,20 Lol I know all of them would probably be a challenge but you can pick and choose a few? And I wouldn't complain if you slipped hinny in there :D

A/N: really proud because I GOT THEM ALL IN HERE.  I hope you enjoy :)

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Miscommunication

Harry’s already striding across the room and shouting for Ron, floo powder littering his shoulders and mussed hair when he sees his friend splayed across the couch, arm tossed carelessly over his eyes. He comes to a halt at the end of the couch, “Are you drunk?”

Ron winces at his loud tone, “It’s 8:30, I have a hangover, and you’re annoying me.”

Mouth falling open and closed for a few beats, Harry’s perplexed enough to press the increasingly short-tempered Ron, “Wait who got you drunk?”

Ron quirks brow toward the Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes bag in the corner, then glances back at Harry dully, blinking slowly to emphasize his critique of Harry’s deductive skills.

Biting back a smirk, Harry pats his friend’s shoulder, “Well I’ll keep my voice down.”

After another louder and more dramatic groan, Ron flops over pulls one of the fluffy pillows over his face and snuggles into the couch.  “Good.”

There’s a plate of biscuits on the table and Harry snatches one, sniffing it contemplatively before taking a cautious nibble.  “It’s about Ginny.”

“What are you doing in my house?” Ron sighs.

Harry munches down the last few bites of his biscuit as he plops into the tufted armchair, one leg draping casually over the arm as he chooses a second biscuit and points it accusingly at Ron. “Because you are excellent with boundaries.”

“I stopped showing up unannounced when I saw my sister half naked,” Ron grumbles, rubbing at his arse cheek as if the phantom pain of Ginny’s stinging hex still lingered, “Thanks for the reminder though, mate.  Now I have a hangover and I want to throw up for a completely unrelated reason.”

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can we just take a moment to notice that in a heated battle against a seemingly unbeatable garlan soldier in assassin’s freaking creed gear, who easily defeated all of the voltron paladins, keith actually took the time and initiative to CRADLE PIDGE IN HIS ARMS

AND PROTECT THEM FROM THE FALL

THEN GENTLY RESTS PIDGE ON THE GROUND

BEFORE SPRINTING BACK TO FIGHT

brotp material RIGHT THERE.