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Totally agree with the shock factor.

I mean they put Sansa into a situation where she got raped by Ramsay to shock audiences (even though I wasn’t shocked at all- it was pretty obvious she would get raped in her wedding night)

but why did we get that instead of the Bran moment you mentioned or the Others talking like crackling ice, or background from the Mountain (servants go missing, 3rd wife, dead father and sister, Sandor getting out of there asap) this isn’t even a seen thing, Tormund’s son coming back, Coldhands feeding “sow” to Bran, if they wanted a rape scene so bad it could have just been Cat’s corpse or Jeyne Poole.

All of those are unseen, but they wouldn’t have been hard or expensive to put on screen and none of them feature characters that should have been in the show for seasons (if you wanted evil Cersei just give us Falyse or the whole prophecy night) or are completly different in the show (Euron and Aeron, Brienne and Biter)

in comparison with Varamyr or pretty much anything that happens with wargs and greenseers north of the Wall in general, that might have been harder to produce and cost more.

But thye opted for other things instead, whereas the series gave them so many better options that are already canon.

I think most of the men’s costumes are very bland.

Joffrey and Oberyn were actually really well dressed, but apart from that they either gave up dressing them in anything but dark colors pretty early or never started with it.

as @owlsinathens and I will tell you: we’d have loves to see Alfie Allen in Theon Greyjoy wardrobe.

For Stannis the blandness fits, but Renly? Come on at least give Renly some color.

But when they still did distinguishable armor for the characters they had some nice onse, but that was a different department.

I personally don’t have any issue with non medieval/renaissance era costumes, I personally have more issue with the mentioned darkness, because nothing puts me more out of a movie/series than having characters that look out of place (like Emma Watson in Beauty and the Beast) and I like they concepts they had in the early seasons on what was fashionable were,

but absolulty yes to more color, velvet (Sansa’s green velvet dress in season 6 was so beautiful with the direwolf embroidery) and jewelery. Only having these simple pieces was a nice show of character, but I think at least with Cersei they should have gone all out with gemstones and keep it in look for the show (especially in comparison to Sansa and Dany wearing only little pieces, because they were brought up different).

And if you look at Cat she has a more european inspired dress style, but she just got toned down so much, wheras her wearning more shades of blue would have been great, considering Cersei wears mostly red (color coding was done nicely in the earlier seasons, which works well for a show with such a big cast, even if it isn’t as book accurate) and red and blue are Tully colors.

Or give her some dark mourning dresses, Elliara’s silk flowy black, embroidered gown was gorgous and it wasn’t bland or boring, but kept within the show’s style of Dornish fashion.

Just in general with the color coding they started at the begining they could have just kept the themes going instead of abandoing them for darkness.

I could barely make out some of Dany’s black and red dressed had red in them in the last seasons and she’s the one that should wear black (and red).

I don’t think we as a people talk enough about how ugly Game of Thrones really was. like not storytelling wise (even though Wow was that Hideous) but even just aesthetically. the later season costumes being lifeless slabs of black leather? the -34% effort put into the hair styling?? the fact that even messy chaotic battle sequences were choppily choreographed and so poorly lit they weren’t even interesting? the complete lack of color or vibrancy in sets, costumes, and general designs? the removal of everything that makes fantasy even remotely appealing?? It literally looked like shit y'all why the FUCK did anyone like it

Okay so.

I feel like i have to say that.

If you're out here trying to shame people into boycotting works of fiction that have defined people's lives in an attempt to "hurt" awful authors who also happened to make more money every year than you will see in your lifetime, i don't want to interact with you.

You aren't hurting the authors. Their lives will go on exactly the same if you do or don't make your little internet post. But you know who's lives won't? The lives of dedicated fans who have put years of emotional investment into a fandom, only for their community to turn abusive overnight. All you are doing is making a statement to state your values, and if you think it's a good idea to express it, just to prove that you mean it, in a way so vitriolic it will hurt exclusively and brutally the people who are willing to put their hearts on the table for that work of fiction, stay the FUCK away from me. I hate you. And you are, and this is true, not the paragon of virtue that you think you are.

"It's a gamble, this game. You lose, well thats up to the winner. You win? Thats up to you. But, you felt a hand on your shoulder. 'found you.' They whispered. "

Could you do this prompt with Horror Sans?

Absolutely my friend! Here you go!

All Horror could hear were his own sharp, labored breaths. How did he even get into this mess? Today was supposed to be normal, his one normal day. A break, dare he say. But no. Today was everything but.

Today he was somewhere, he couldn't tell you where. It was dark and cold, not unlike the Underground he once lived in. And Horror had been running. He had stopped once or twice, but those were close calls he would like to not repeat.

Should his pursuer catch up with him, well, Horror knew exactly the future that awaited him. So he forced his legs to keep moving. Despite the disadvantage of not knowing the terrain, he had done good so far. Not good enough, but at least he hadn't been caught.

The ill-fated skeleton had managed to get himself to Waterfall. That was good. Water had no memory, unlike the snow that marked a clear outline of just where Horror was running. But he should be safe for now. The land before him wasn't entirely unfamiliar, faint whispers of memories reminded him of the bench he visited rather frequently and once found a quiche under. The bench wasn't easy to get to... Horror inspected the bridge flower buds that sat nearby. He could probably use them to get to a hiding spot...

The hole-headed skeleton scooped up the four buds and rather than heading to the bench, turned in the exact opposite direction, the one that would take him deeper into Waterfall. There was a waterfall, pun fully intended, covering the back wall of the cavern. It would be the perfect place to hide behind. The buds were dropped into the water, making their little bridge. And Horror crossed. He tugged his hoodie over his skull, hoping to protect his injury from the downpour of water but it didn't do nearly enough. The trip under the very cold river mixed with the brutal slamming of said river into his skull left him feeling dizzy. But at least he was safe.

The only thing he could hear was the rushing water and his soft breath of relief. He could do this. All he had to do was outlast his hunter. And nobody would think to look back here, not even-

Horror fell completely still as he felt a hand rest on his shoulder. He didn't turn, didn't say anything, he just stood, frozen.

"Found you" A voice whispered. "I do hope you remember the rules," Horror's marrow ran cold. He did. He wished he didn't. The cornered skeleton forced himself to speak.

"W-what do you want?" He managed to get out.

"Two months of my chores, all on you." Horror bit back a growl. He turned around and met face-to-face with the cocky, smug bastard himself.

"Not fair,"

"Ah ah ah my feisty friend, you know what you agreed to~" The skeleton before Horror had no eyelights, but if he did, they would be twinkling with joy and mischief.

"You can't just shirk your chores onto me every time you leave them piling up!" Horror spat. Killer held a hand over his chest and gave an offended gasp.

"Why I never! How could you accuse me of such a thing,"

"He's not wrong," Cross said after he teleported himself into the tiny space behind the waterfall. "If you two are done though, I would like to get heading back. Boss isn't going to be happy that we snuck out to do this of all things,"

"Cross, you can't let him do this!" Horror whined out. The guard leveled him with a look.

"I'm not the one who agreed to this. Dust warned you about this very thing. It doesn't matter how close your Undergrounds looked, you are quite literally playing on his field." Cross opened a portal right back to the palace they snuck out of nearly an hour before. "C'mon, we have to-"

"And where, exactly, have you all been?"

we have GOT to bring back campy horny grimy tactile scifi. this is a national fucking emergency