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zero-is-nebulous · 4 months
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Ronarry woah
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Uuuuh sorry for being MIA and also gaining a new hyperfixation. Work changes people fr
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i asked bing to do some things about our boys and wanted to share with y'all :DDD
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urstarlitharlot · 1 month
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ronarry but the ron is italian and harry is french
everythings the same in every ronarry fic but every time ron hits on harry hermione says italy is trying to invade france
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mayhasopinions · 1 year
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*inhales* I’m sorry for jumping back on the Harry Potter train at one of its most problematic points BUT
how the actual FUCK is Ronarry so underrated??? Ron and Harry have way more chemistry and a much deeper wholesome bond than Malfoy and Harry ever did, they’re literally crackhead dude bros ride or die besties, plus they’re literally two of the main characters. Sorry for showing my toxic shipper side BUT, I will never get over how all of y’all slept on Ronarry like this but decided to latch onto victim x bully ships like Drarry and Dramione, the fuck is wrong with y’all /j y’all are allowed to ship whatever as long as it’s not problematic idrc
like,,, Ron is literally the person Harry would miss the most confirmed in the 4th book. Ron is Harry’s FAVORITE PERSON. THE PERSON HE LOVES AND WILL MISS THE MOST. HIS W H E E Z Y. And in the same book he says that Ron and Hermione are his bffs but Ron is like,, d i f f e r e n t than Hermione somehow??? Like his,, a f f e c t i o n for Hermione is different than the affection he has for Ron??? Harry was literally so miserable when he had his two fights with Ron but wasn’t at all very sad when he was fighting with Hermione, someone on the s a m e l e v e l of bestfriendness as Ron according to Harry
AAAALSO i won’t let y’all ever forget when Ron squared up to a fucking convicted mass murderer!! for Harry!! with a BROKEN LEG??? COUGHCOUGH Harry never understanding Ron's self worth and inferiority complex issues because he's always seen Ron as his number numero uno COUGHCOUGH
They changed each other's lives for the better, they were practically each other’s first friends, their relationship and banter is the most wholesome thing i will not remain silent on my frustration on how underrated Ronarry is, i will go down with this ship sir sirs, antis be damned
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gummybearinthehouseee · 11 months
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ron: you're an idiot. im an idiot
harry: we're the co-presidents of club idiot.
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househusbandism · 2 years
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guys, you know how harry tends to internalise his emotions more but even then, Hermione could see that in GoF he was missing Ron so much? Imagine how much more obvious Ron was 😭. Like Ron unable to shut up about harry while hanging out with Dean and Seamus like "Harry isn't eating breakfast today even though its all his favourite food hos stupid why sint he eating why isn't Hermione making him eat he's so annoying" and Dean and Seamus just nodding along not really listening because Ron is constantly hiding his worry for harry as complains
Then that night when Harry threw that badge at Ron, Ron was definitely asking "why do you think harry is late, he's probs practicing for the tournament how dare he do it without telling me why isn't he sleeping now he needs to sle-" till Dean threw a pillow at Ron and Seamus told him to just check on Harry himself
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Vicki Page - The House of Harron - Hale - 1977
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moonbeam-dragon · 2 years
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You're going to tell me Harry Potter was straight??? No. He was bi. And Ron was gay.
Harry and Ron were best friends. But they were also more than that. These boys were literally inseparable from day one. They had a couple little tiffs but they always came back.
The canon ships are all off in my opinion. (Ship what you ship, no hate <3)
But this is my OTP and I will re-write their scenes together to give it the proper build-up it deserves.
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dalekofchaos · 5 months
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marsh-750 · 2 years
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Sketch rarry~
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strangewizarding · 11 months
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Can the Ron x Harry shippers please clear something up for me?
What is the ship name???? Harron? Ronarry? RonHarry? what is it???????
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*ron enters the apartment's bedroom. harry is lying in bed, looking at the ceiling, motionless and without blinking*
ron: ...mate-
harry, expressionless: life doesn't make sense.
ron: ...
harry: we were born to suffer. this is all just a test, a test to see who is more resistant to life. you are born. suffers. and die.
harry, turning to ron: nothing matters, ron. nothing. love is a sham. everything is summed up in pain. you love somebody? they die. and you are left alone feeling bitter in your own anguish. you dont love anyone? they die. and you feel guilty for not loving them before they left.
ron, slowly sitting down next to him: ...would a hug help?
harry, tearing up: yes, please.
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urstarlitharlot · 1 month
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one thing that i feel is such an underrated moment in ronarry fics is when arthur has to give harry the nicest shovel talk to even be spoken 😭 like...
arthur: PLEASE DONT MAKE ME HAVE TO KILL YOU I DONT WANT TO YOURE LIKE A SON TO ME 😭😭😭
and harrys just sitting there with the blankest expression ever 😭
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tenderforgs · 2 months
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in transit | ron weasley character study | 4.8k words | post-war canon divergence
For Ron, the war had started right there, in the backyard of the Burrow, on the night of the wedding. Back then, despite being only seventeen - or because of it - he'd been so sure of himself, in the ways that mattered. He'd known Harry and Hermione were his best friends and that he loved them both, but in different ways. Although he'd been scared for his family, he'd never once considered the fact that Fred-and-George could ever be separated the way they were now. He'd known he had one purpose, and that was to help Harry, so Harry could save the world - just like every other year. His faith in Harry, in the three of them as a team, had been unshakeable. 
The garden has become overgrown since then, more unkempt and wild in his absence, and before that night, Ron would not have spared it a single thought. But lately, Ron’s been getting restless whenever he sits still for too long, limbs buzzing with the need to run, as if his mind is still chasing phantom Horcruxes. Lately, Ron’s been unsure - of what he wants, of where he stands with Hermione, of what happens now. 
Of who exactly he is, if he's no longer the guy helping his best friend fulfil a grand, greater purpose.
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drarrysux · 1 year
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Got too sleepy while writing this
Working Title: Losing Streak / Rated:Porny / RonxHarry due to Hermonie being a Virgo Venus
Ron calls Harry on day 48. It’s 8am and he’s just woken up for work at 8:30. Hermione is gone, her side of the bed neatly made. She leaves for a run at 6am and has an 8:00 am class. Ron calls Harry while he makes eggs. 
Harry picks up on the third ring. “Hello!” He shouts, he always answers this way. Teasing Ron gently with their years of friendship. Ron would never admit that it makes him smile every time. 
“Hey. Would you want to go out for drinks Thursday night?” Ron asks.
“Sure,” Harry agrees, “Is there an occasion?”
Ron groans, “No.”
“Is Hermione coming?”
Ron’s stomach drops, “Uh… yeah… no, she’s got an 8:00am class on Tuesday and Friday. Just us lads.”
“Cool.” Harry says it like it is cool. “Boys night!” 
On Thursday afternoon, Ron gets off work early because the corner shop he works at gets robbed. When he gets home, Hermione is eating and reading some tome which takes up half of the table. She does not look up. 
Ron slumps into the chair, “The shop got held up today.” 
Hermione continues reading, “Glad you survived.”
“Yep.” Ron agrees. 
Hermione reads another 3 minutes exactly which Ron spends staring at the glowing green stove clock. She slams the book closed and looks up at him finally, “Well, I have my seminar at 3:30, so I think I’ll head out.”
“I think I might stay over at Harry’s tonight.” Hermione looks at him in terror. Deer in the headlights. “We’re going out for drinks and I don’t think I will want to aparate. And after getting robbed at work today, I don’t think I want to risk getting mugged.”
Hermione looks calm again, she smiles, “I’m glad you’re spending time with Harry.” She turns while she is speaking and uses magic to pull her things together. She is out the door in two minutes. 
At this point, he wonders if he would even want to fuck Hermione if she was at all interested. Day 50 and she wasn’t even all that concerned that the store got robbed. It didn’t matter, it was no battle against the greatest evil Magic faced during their lifetimes. 
Ron apparates to Harry’s spot. Holding a joint between his fingers. In seconds, he’s leaning against the painted white door of Harry’s apartment. He knocks. 
Harry opens the door and they grin at one another. Nine Inch Nails fills the apartment behind him. If Ron died, he would probably come back to life if Harry came into his line of sight. Every time he sees his best friend he smiles. Harry spreads his arms wide and Ron pulls him into a hug, mussing Harry’s hair. 
When they pull apart Harry holds up his own joint. Ron cackles and displays his own. “Dude!” they shout in unison. 
Ron lights the joints off of his want and the night descends. 
By nine they are plastered at the pub around the corner. Harry is telling the bartender they are celebrating Ron’s birthday. The bartender drops two tequila shots on the bar in front of them. Harry trills when he swallows. “Happeeeeeeeeee twenty first RON!”
Ron cackles and slaps Harry on the back, “Fuck OFF man!” Ron leans in close, his breath hot against Harry’s face, “Wanna know what we’re really celebrating?”
Harry looks Ron in the eye, completely serious “Is it my birthday?” 
Laughing loud enough to draw stares, Ron pushes Harry away then grabs his biceps and pulls him close, “We’re celebrating fifty fuckin days of celibacy.” At Harry’s stunned look Ron slaps his muscled arm again and shouts, “My man!”
Harry is smiling because Ron is smiling, “Bartender! Another pitcher please.”
The bartender returns to them and slaps the bar. It’s friendly, like a high five, Ron hopes. “Boys, you’re cut off. It’s been nice knowing you.” 
Ron leans back and spins on the barstool. On the second go around he leaps off. “All righty. I will see myself out.” 
“Thank you barkeep.” Harry says, tipping an imaginary hat. 
Ron wraps an arm around Harry. He likes how Harry’s shoulder fits in his armpit. Ball and socket joint. He pulls Harry close, knocking their heads as they slide out the bar and onto the street. “Man, were you kidding about that 50 days of celibacy thing?” Harry asks. 
Roan groans, loud and drawn out and dramatic. “Fuckin, NO! Hermione’s a fuckin frid…” he trails off. 
“Say it,” Harry eggs him on.
“Nah, no. Mean. She’s great. Fuck. Actually that’s the problem.” He laughs. “Like I could just use some head to get through this like…”
“Dry spell?” Harry suggests. 
“Drought, man.”
Harry is so warm against Ron’s side. Harry unlocks the door to his building and they climb the stairs in unison, synchronizing their leg movements. Their laughing when they burst into Harry’s apartment. From the ashtray on the entry table, Harry picks up a nearly fresh joint and lights it. He takes the first inhale, Ron is staring at his lips. Harry must have licked them. Smooth red lips in contrast with his stubbly chin. 
Ron follows Harry to the couch and collapses on it with him. Harry blows smoke at Ron and passes the joint. Ron stares at Harry’s lazy form as he inhales, exhales. He feels horny and blames it on the weed. Harry looks at him, his mouth slightly open, those red lips. Ron takes another inhale and leans close, blowing the smoke at Harry without touching their lips. 
The smile Harry fixes Ron with is unlike any they’ve shared before. Ron takes another inhale. Harry meets him in the middle. Their lips sliding together, smoke leaving their nostrils with their refusal to break apart. Harry’s body is hot against Ron’s.
Ron doesn’t know what to do with the still burning joint. He flounders with his left hand, his right hand pulling Harry closer. He pulls away and reaches to put it on the coffee table. Ron sees Harry’s concern the second he looks back and slides into Harry’s lap. 
Hard in his jeans, Ron rolls his hips against Harry. “Fuck,” Harry whispers. 
Beneath him, Ron can feel Harry’s hard cock. Their lips collide. “So good, Harry.”
“You could use some head to get through this, yeah?” Harry is shifting under him. Ron nods against Harry’s cheek. He’s out of it. He’s into it. “Let me blow you.”
Ron stares into his eyes, “Yeah?” 
Harry stares back at him with certainty and a desperation Ron can’t fathom. He climbs from Harry’s lap and onto the couch next to him. Harry is moving quickly and Ron’s heart speeds as he fumbles with his fly. Harry is on his knees in front of Ron. Ron lifts his hips and Harry pulls down his jeans and boxers in one go. 
Harry’s hands are grounding on his thighs and his mouth is wet against Ron’s cock
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househusbandism · 2 years
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daily reminder that if harry potter wasn't heternormative, ron and harry would have gone to the yule ball together
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