the cute little ‘mhmm’ and they repeat the question. I love when ray repeats it in holey moley when he says ‘tunnels’
the ‘established’ basically when they mention pipers driver’s license
everytime ray says ‘anyray’ instead of anyway
this isn’t recurring it’s only once but when schwoz talks in an american accent for too long so he passes out
jake going to juliard
everytime they mention nacho ball they have to say the nice one or the close one and how gross the close one is
piper & charlotte’s girl code
dog judge (like wtf would that show even be about)
everytime they talk about the planet and say “do your part” to each other
it’s me schwoz from work
this is in danger force but when they say ‘the same’
(I’ll add more as I rewatch)
little things I noticed in The Last Kingdom that make me smile;
Sihtric and Finan have matching hair beads (they go along the top of the ear)
in the episode 4x8 (around 34:41) Sihtric keeps Osferth standing when he starts to pass out cause Finan got him so drunk. He pats him and tells him to stay awake, and then proceeds to watch him quite closely for the rest of the episode
after the slave ship, Uhtred never makes Finan row again, even during emergencies
Finan is always takes care of Uhtred (feeds him and gives him his cloak when he's sick, checks over his injuries after Edward has him tortured, hugs him and helps him mourn after losing *insert a list of characters Uhtred has lost over the span of the show*
Sihtric treats aethalstan like a little brother. when they were being hunted down, and we're corned by eardwulf, presumably about to die, he hands him a dagger but makes the stereotypical bug brother "I want it back" comment. he pretends to be grouchy with him but protects his life and childhood with his own.
furthermore, when running from eardwulf Sihtric and Finan both hold his hand while they run.
finan treats aethalstan like the child/children he lost (we know prior to the slave ship he was married with children, but we don't know much)
osferth is used to having no one when he first joins the group so he tends to drift away, anticipating being rejected, so the others physically draw him in and show him rather then tell him they love him. particularly finan.
Sihtric always looks to finan when nervous or unsure. they click their weapons before battle so Sihtric knows he has someone to fight for, to live for, to go back to.
it was finan that helped him find his faith, even if Sihtric was a pagan and Finan was a Christian.
Sihtric started having some sort of trauma response to being tied up and Osferth immediately started trying to calm him down despite having to armed men with orders to watch them die or slit their throats if it took to long, standing 5 feet away from them.
Sihtric, Finan, and Osferth are considered "Uhtreds pretty boys"
pyrlig became a priest in attempt to retire, then met Uhtred, and he was forced to throw retirement out the window and hasn't known peace since
the boys loves Hild like a big sister/mom
Uhtred has been shown to form deep connections with his horses
no matter how much osferth grew, he remained the groups baby, and they loved him to peices.
Eleonora has seen her fair share of Filippo’s morning-after dates, but a naked Elia in her kitchen wasn’t one she expected. She just hopes it won’t become a regular thing, though from the looks of it, Elia might be here to stay. She’ll have to figure out a way to deal with her brother and his annoying new boyfriend.
credits: @timmybatch on twitter
Mom and Dad
Giovanni and Elia + exchanging looks
Maybe you could write a fic where marti, nico, Eva and ele realized filo check out Elia
It’s when the boy’s figure has full disappeared along with his friend around a corner that Filippo plops his chin on his palm and shows off his most winning smile.
“You know, I’m beginning to think that maybe Elia and Sivia won’t be a good match after all.”
Eva looks up from her phone, “What? Why?”
Nico, on the other side of the table, cocks a single eyebrow up and all at once, his gaze flicks to the space Elia had occupied and disappeared from. There’s a thump from under the table, and Marti jerks in place, throwing a wild look to his boyfriend. Filippo blinks at Nico’s serene expression.
Whatever. Nico always was an odd one.
Filippo shrugs and turns his attention back to Eva, “Seems wrong to torment the kid with a girl he doesn’t even like.”
And it seemed right to keep the kid uninvolved with anyone until Filippo could properly formulate a plan to introduce himself.
Eva sets her phone flat on the table. “So it has nothing to do with the fact you’re into him?”
“Into him? Me?”
“Oh so you wouldn’t fuck Elia?” Ele chimes in with all the smugness that only a baby sister watching her brother squirm could muster.
Marti holds up a hand, “Wait. Wait what?”
“Filippo is into Elia and is now trying to sabotage my plan.” Eva points at Filippo, “Elia is straight.”
An easy, carefree counter, “So was Marti until he met Nico.”
Marti’s outraged, “Excuse me?”
“Well that’s not true. Haven’t you met Giovanni Garau?”
Nico’s eyebrows raise further, “Wait, what?”
Filippo bows his head a this clusterfuck of a conversation, “Fuck me. Nevermind, set him up with the blonde harpy all you want.” Filippo slides his phone out of his back pocket and checks the time, “I’ll get to him first. Martinico, my boys, where are you guys playing with Elia and the small boy? I think I’ll join in for a bit.”
Eleonora sighed at the mess on the counter, the espresso machine that hadn’t been cleaned in days. When Eleonora had children of her own, they would certainly learn how to clean up after themselves. Not that Filippo was her child, but it certainly felt that way sometimes.
Setting about cleaning up, Eleonora dumped the dishes in the sink, wiping down the countertop and grimacing at the coffee stains on the tile.
“Oh.” A surprised voice behind her made Eleonora pause, glancing at the doorway to find an awkward-looking Elia wearing only a pair of boxer shorts and a shirt Eleonora knew was one of Filippo’s. “I didn’t think you’d be up.”
Shoving away her surprise at finding Elia in her apartment at nine in the morning, Eleonora shook her head.
“It’s after nine,” she said instead, crossing her arms and leaning back against the counter as Elia lingered in the doorway.
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My contribution for ElippoWeek Day 4, Canon Compliant. It was supposed to be for Day 2, Photography or Art, but then I’ve got an idea for a fic for that day, so I decided it can be as well for today.
I’m not good with graphics, but I had this idea in my head and I decided it’d be cool and I think it came out pretty good, so I decided to post it. After all, the more content we have the better! Moreover, I’ve spend a lot of time doing it and I really wanted to share it.
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Quokkabbit were so cute I couldn't help it
something for the wanda stans