@/iMiaSanMia: 🇩🇪 Today's Winning Team

thinking about how canonically the pevensie siblings are 13, 12, 10, and 8 in "the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe"

thinking about how lucy needed a stool to be able to get up onto her throne, how peter's sword is a little too large for him, how susan's bow is a little too difficult for her to pull back, how edmund's shield nearly covers his entire body.

thinking about the pevensie siblings and their first few months in narnia, getting to know their new people, and half the narnians sitting there horrified because WHAT have these literal babies been through to give them such traumatized, old eyes, and the other half of the narnians are preparing to adopt them, no it doesn't matter that they're the rules, they're children who are being put in charge of too many things, and if peter looks at the old man council long enough he's going to cry, so someone needs to give him paternal support while aslan is off doing Lion Jesus Stuff™️ and whoops oreius is being nice and encouraging and now he's adopted his kings and queens they're his kids now he doesn't make the rules.

just the narnians and the pevensies being thrown into it together, and just as the pevensies will do anything to protect their new kingdom, the narnians will do anything to protect their rules, because let's be honest, these children have no sense of self-preservation, and are far too overprotective of each other and their people to take into account their own safety, so a lot of battles it's just one of the pevensie siblings running headfirst into danger with oreius running after them because his kids are feral and don't know proper royalty manners and won't threatening old kings from different countries because they're being assholes and the last time one of them tried undermining the queens susan called him a self-righteous asshole and lucy tried to stab him SOMEONE help him corral his children please

I really love how Gaius evolved trough the seasons. This will be perfect !

Yooo, I thought Gaius may be the centurion asking Jesus to heal his slave too!!! Granted, the slave mentioned might've been adult and I didn't recall Gaius specify exactly how old his son and servant are, but Quintus once addressed him as "centurion" soooo... I think they're heading in that direction.🤔

yess! i'm fairly sure it's Gaius. I also rewatched the s3 trailer and saw this:

so it's probably the servant boy that will be sick that this season!

This is episode was crack for Alicole shippers.

1.) They don’t just live in each other’s personal space … they have 3/2 two floor suburban home with a white picket fence. 

2.) Criston’s aware that - the now - Lord Strong is creeping on his girl … and he don’t like it (and neither does she) 

3.) When she’s going completely off the rails, the first person she turns to for comfort and support is Criston. 

4.) Lord Commander Westerling is noticing how close and too complementary Alicent and Cole are together.

5.) When she’s in danger, Criston runs - RUNS - to her 

5.) He has to be held back multiple times and Lord Westerling has to call him out for being too protective of Alicent.

6.) When Rhaenyra and Daemon stare them down while comforting Luke, they cut to Criston and Alicent comforting Aemond together - the dueling couples.  

Nick probably wont get the headcanon last name we have created for him of Danforth-Evans because of Disney copyright things. but what if Kenny just cast Corbin Bleu and Lucas Grabeel as his dads and gave them names like slightly different. Chad Danforth= Charlie Davis and Ryan Evans= Ryland Easton anyone? Totally different characters right?

Ist wahrscheinlich meine, jedoch noch nicht fertig und bestimmt verbesserungswürdig. Die Umarmung nehme ich aber schonmal. 😂🥰

Ja sag amal??? Ich mach da ganz mies gestimmt ao3 auf und geh auf Tatort UND SEH NE ROSA HERZOG/JAN PAWLAK FIC?????? WAAAAAAAS????

Need I say more?

*ransport is a popular broadcaster of various sports and related to one of Germany's biggest tv channels (ProSieben)

Translation: Find someone in life who looks at you the way Florian Wirtz looks at Jamal Musiala...

... And the way Jamal Musiala looks at Florian Wirtz

ALSO LOOK AT THE CAPTION OF THE POST, THEY'RE SHIPPING HARD

I have to speak my truth, why has every Davron shipper agreed on Aeron being a "submissive cutesy bottom twink"?

Davos was all confident and cocky insulting Aeron but when he said ONE sentence back to him Davos suddenly looked like this? Lets be fr...

YOU. Because of you I had an Aemond x Helaena dream last night. I don't remember much but I think they were talking about their kids.

me every single time I get a aemond x helaena ask

if i was dating/married to an actor on got/hotd and i had to watch them wear armor and medieval style clothing i would go rabid. boy if you don’t steal that costume so you can fuck me in it when you get home

Whiteman’s  lounging with a whisky, looking comfortably casual in a pair of chinos and a t-shirt—blazer combination. He might be taken for any young, up-and-coming London professional out for a drink to celebrate the long weekend. Hillinghead, by contrast, looks like he should be at a wedding- the man’s in a three piece suit and the most complexly knotted tie she’s ever seen.  Still, Shahara’s hardly going to judge him for feeling more comfortable completely covered up and the man is (she still can’t really wrap her head around this) a Victorian. He’s got a pint of beer in front of him, though it doesn’t look like he’s touched it. 

She takes the first of the two empty seats at their table, her coke sloshing over the side of the glass as she sits, and remarks: “You two found your way around alright then?”

Whiteman sniffs sharply and half shrugs. “Fine. Nice to see the place not bombed to bits and rationing over.”

“It’s so- loud,” Hillinghead murmurs. “And crowded, and it smells-”

“It’s always smelled,” Whiteman interjects. “What, was it all roses in your time? I don’t believe that.”

“No,” Hillinghead stresses. “But it is- more.” he rubs the bridge of his nose.  “Have you heard from-” He freezes, staring at something just over Whiteman’s shoulder. Shahara can read a shift in to flight-or-fight posture easily and from the way he’s suddenly more alert, Whiteman’s clocked that something’s got Hilinghead spooked as well.

“Problem?” he asks quietly, in his clipped, cockney accent; a half-strangled vowel slips from Hillinghead’s throat and Shahara turns to see what he’s looking at. There’s two men enjoying what’s clearly a date, holding hands and locking lips. Shahara sighs internally, bracing herself for a slew of Victorian attitudes- “Yeah,” she says, a little sarcastically- Hillinghead’s knuckles have gone white, he’s clenching his fist so hard. The gold of his wedding band stands stark against it. “That’s allowed, nowadays- we don’t care.” 

“Hm?” Whiteman glances around- there’s a moment where Shahara thinks she’s gonna have to deal with 1940s attitudes as well, but Whiteman turns back, uninterested. “Fair enough.” he starts patting himself down, like he’s looking for something in his pockets. 

“They can-” Hillinghead murmurs. “I could…” He swipes for the beer and downs a quarter of the pint in one. Now Whiteman looks interested, he pauses his search, leans right forward and says, smirking, “Detective Inspector Hillinghead. Do you have a fancy man?”

Hillinghead sputters and brings down the glass. “Are you twelve?” he demands, something of the outraged parent seeping into his tone as– he’s blushing, Shahara realises. He’s actually blushing. 

“Are you-?” She asks, leaning forward, and she knows it’s rude and none of her business, but still. “Are you gay?” The wedding ring. “Bi?”she suggests, as a follow up, and then: “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“I- what? I-” he looks back at the couple, then grabs his beer again. “I have- I have a- I have Henry,” he downs more of the beer. “It-it would be nice, to- to not…” he trails off, his eyes drifting away from both of them.

“See, I’ve always been a bachelor- a bachelor bachelor, not a confirmed bachelor, myself, but I - fuck, I left my cigars and my lighter in the other jacket-”

“Language,” Hilinghead reprimands at the same time as Shahara says: “You can’t smoke in here anyway.”

Whiteman drops his elbow to the table and points at her. “You what?”

“No smoking in public places, it’s banned.”

Whiteman flops back in his seat and grabs for his whisky. “The future is bollocks.” he drains the glass and slams it down. “Good whisky though. So. While we wait for Maplewood to join us….Hillinghead can kiss blokes, and I can’t smoke in a pub. What else should we know about this 2023, then…?”