#fuck off hbo

[alicesloane13]

Okay the ending to the second half of the nevers can just fuck right off. I'm so angry.

[hyrules-warrior]

I’ll follow yo where ever you will go

[spacerockfloater]

Stumbled upon this post on TikTok, which then goes on to explain in its caption that the maids are side-eyeing Alicent for being purposely insensitive to Rhaenyra since her mother, Queen Aemma, died in childbirth:

Yeah uhm, maybe that’s just me, but I think that the handmaidens, who pinned Aemma down while she was brutally murdered and begged them to stop, should just shut the fuck up and keep their heads straight instead of judging the teen mom/rape victim that’s trying to reassure her best friend she won’t suffer her mother’s fate, I don’t know?

[romancanine]

I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died.

[house-in-nabraska]

oh shiv….

[prolibytherium]

The absolute lowest caliber of nature documentaries are the ones that are like, styled as tournaments debating which 'scary' animals would win in a fight. I kind of love them. They're always like:

NATURE'S BADDEST

Narrator who perpetually sounds like he's in a nerf gun commercial: THE RHINOCEROS IS UP TO 3000 POUNDS OF SHEER MUSCLE AND ANGER. THEY CAN CHARGE AT OVER THIRTY MILES AN HOUR, ENOUGH TO TRAMPLE ANYTHING UNLUCKY ENOUGH TO BE IN THEIR WARPATH.

[footage of a rhino charging] [footage of a rhino tossing its horns]

Interview clip of whatever actual biologist they got for this: Yeah you probably could not outrun a rhino.

Narrator: YOU CAN'T RUN......AND YOU CAN'T HIDE.

[footage of a rhino chasing a dude] [footage of a rhino chasing a lion]

Interview clip of a guy who got attacked by a rhino once: I was attacked by a rhino once.

[shaky reenactment footage showing closeups of an actor screaming and flailing in some bushes, presumably from rhino POV]

Narrator: IS NOTHING SAFE FROM THESE BOISTEROUS BADDIES?

Interview clip of whatever actual biologist they got for this: Most species of rhino are threatened, and a few species are critically endangered and very close to extinction. They're subject to a lot of pressure from poaching and habitat loss.

Narrator (momentarily kind of solemn): IT SEEMS EVEN THIS UNRULY UNGULATE CAN'T STAND UP TO EVERYTHING LIFE THROWS AT IT..........

.....EXCEPT PERHAPS... A CAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[footage of a rhino flipping over a car]

[same footage of a rhino flipping over a car in slow motion] [car crash sfx] [screaming sfx] [guitar riff] [inexplicable bear roar sfx]

Narrator: THIS TON AND A HALF MASS OF MUSCLE, HORN, AND FURY MAY BE BAD... BUT HOW DOES IT FARE AGAINST OUR NEXT CONTENDER... THE TARANTULA?!!

[footage of an utterly harmless spider set to scary music]

[tightjeansjavi]

TLOU quite literally ripped my heart out, stomped on it, stitched it back together, ripped the stitches out, and then glued it back together by the end (this is the only way I can describe my emotions for this show because I truly have not stopped thinking about it since it aired)

Some of my favorite scenes still live rent free in my head.

Joel’s love for Sarah and the dynamics between him, Tommy and Sarah. The real domestic fluff that we all feel touched by.

Tess’s sacrifice. The moment she realizes that she’s bit and she’s never going to see Joel again? CHILLS

Bill and Franks episode (I will cry so don’t get me started, PLZ)

The silent communication between Joel and Ellie as Joel snipes out any infected that try to harm her. (How about his facial expressions when that kid clicker climbs into the back of the car?)

Ellie’s face and her cry when Henry takes his own life after killing Sam.

Tommy and Joel reunion (Joel’s face specifically in this scene kills me)

Ellie and Joel’s argument and the rawness that Pedro brought to the deliverance of Joel’s lines

Tommy and Joel’s conversation and JOELS TEARY FUCKING EYES

ELLIE AND RILEY AND HOW WE AS THE AUDIENCE SEE ELLIE FLIRTING AND CRUSHING ON RILEY AND ALL THE GIDDY FEELINGS.

“I don't know where the fսck I'm going, what the fսck I'm gonna do.” This scene in particular reminded us that Ellie is literally just a kid

The interrogation scene

Ellie obliterating David and her screams still haunt me.

baby girl.

Joel taking out the fireflies and the dead look in his eyes because he knows that no one is getting in the way of him saving Ellie. He refuses to lose another

The entire fucking show, okay? It was a masterpiece. All of it.

I know next season they’re gonna sweep, but tonight and the past award nights they have been snubbed.

[emptyportrait]

Oh, yeah i have some speculations about HBO adaptation of aegon's conquest. Rest assured that the plot will be surrounded by a drunken lout middle child who on a spur of the moment decides to conquer an entire continent. An alleged dark sorceress firstborn who'd probably be jealous of her younger sister. The doomed youngest child who will embrace death first. [She also loved music, dancing, and poetry, but those traits might be erased cause who cares, right??] A half-brother who will be portrayed as a backbiter and harbouring resentment towards the conqueror trio because he is a bastard. I won't be surprised at all if Harren the Black is shown as a tragic figure. And it may also feature a happy and harmonious westeros where everyone lived amiably before evil megalomaniac freaks with purple eyes, who also rides fire breathing flying lizards decided to invade them.

[wawamouse]

Oz AU ⟶ After six years at Lardner Correctional Facility for aggravated assault, Carmen Guerra is out on parole when he begins to experience strange and vivid dreams of another man's life. At night, he wakes up and can see and feel through the body of a man named Miguel Alvarez, an inmate from Oswald Correctional who is on the run toward Mexico after breaking free of prison. What originally seems to be an odd but explainable phenomenon takes a bizarre twist when Carmen learns from an old friend who was incarcerated at Oswald that just two years prior, an inmate by the name Miguel Alvarez had escaped from Oswald, only to die while being captured in the Arizona desert. Having gone weeks of dreaming up this stranger's life, feeling his fear and hunger and paranoia, Carmen can't help but be compelled to do some further digging around, if only to figure out why he subconsciously felt so drawn to this man in the first place. While snooping through reports on the matter, Carmen quickly learns of the suspected foul play in Alvarez's death, a police cover up that no one seems interested in pursuing, and a potential connection to a string of vigilante murders down by the border. That night, he goes to bed and wakes up alone and feeling terrified in the abandoned warehouse that Alvarez had holed away in for sleep. As he watches Alvarez stand, a voice speaks, raspy with disuse, and seemingly aimed at no one in particular. It's Alvarez: "If you're there," he starts, and trails off, mumbling a nervous curse before trying once more. "If you're watching... Carmen, I ain't a dream and I ain't dead, either, not yet. Hope to keep it that way. But I need your help."

Tagged: Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Alternate Universe - Canon Era, Psychic Bond, Mystery, Thriller, Strangers to Lovers, Angst with a Happy Ending

[cassofnowhere]

I’m actually shocked by seeing so many creative people getting behind the idea that an author can’t have or voice any negative opinions of their work because they sold the rights and are getting money from them.

Like, are we really subscribing to the idea that money can and should buy your right to have a honest opinion on the way your life’s work is being handled?!?! Are we really saying that? Guess money can our souls or something along those lines.

It’s insane that an author is supposed to just wash their hands, shrug and not feel anything about their life’s work being mishandled by other people.

Who even does that?!?!

[lesbianmaxevans]

Imogen vs Bloody Rose || Chapter 16: Hell House

[prozac-shaped-urn]

OH. OH GOD NO. OH FU-- JESUS NO

guys im losing it im fucking losing it jean is wearing richard's ring in this scene

GUYS I'M LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND I CANNOT TAKE THIS IT HURTS TOO MUCH

[inknopewetrust]

oh jesus fuck hbo

[skoulsons]

You have no idea what I’m capable of

Her screams rang in her ears as she shot awake, hastily sitting up in her bed as the white moonlight still trickled in through the uncovered windows. 3:24am.

“Fuck,” she groaned, rubbing the pads of her palms over her eyes with enough pressure to form splotchy colors and wavy patterns in her vision.

Her heavy comforter, a welcome home gift from Tommy and Maria, was wrapped around her small frame, her socked feet showing through where the comfort wasn’t bunched up. She balled it up in her fists as she held it close to her chin. “He’s gone.” She inhaled, held the breath, and exhaled, a small exercise Joel taught her. Not one hundred percent effective, but it helped. Sometimes. “He’s gone.”

A few minutes of breathing, memories with Joel, and tossing and turning in bed did nothing to wipe the images out of her head. Frustrated, she wrapped the comforter around her, waddling out of her room and down the hall to Joel’s.

As always, his door was open. It was always more for her than him; an effort to say you are welcome to come in. She took it most nights. But tonight…she felt guilty, almost. She bothered him a lot. He was sick of her by now. He must’ve been.

She brought herself to the wall beside his door and backed up against it, slowly sliding her comforter-wrapped self to the floor with a small “oof” as she hit the hardwood.

“Ellie?” Shit.

She closed her eyes, trying to keep quiet, hoping he’d fall back asleep if she didn’t make any noise.

He called again, his accent very strong. “Kiddo? Everythin’ alright?”

She exhaled as she stood, not getting any closer to his door. Her voice was quiet, shy. “Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you”

His fingers reached out from his bed, gently opening the door open a smidge more. “You’re awake for a reason. What’s goin’ on?”

“Nothing, just…I’ll go back to bed.”

“Hey.” His voice was so soft. Never demanding, always inviting. “C’mere,” he asked, nudging his door open a little more with his fingers.

She smiled slightly, pushing his door open the remainder of the way with her foot, her arms still around herself to keep the comforter held in place.

Without a word, she walked to the other side of the bed, pulling the sheets down far enough to fit her the comforter in his bed. She laid down on her right side, facing Joel, and bent her knees, tucking herself into a mini cocoon beside him.

Joel cleared his throat slightly, his hands resting on his stomach. “You know…I have blankets on this bed already.”

“Nothing wrong with an extra one,” she mumbled, face tucked into the slack of her comforter.

He turned his head towards hers, unable to find her eyes. His voice was quiet and gentle, his Texan drawl still making itself known. “What was it tonight?”

Ellie sighed. “The same.”

She wiggled herself closer to him and rested her head on his bicep, his hands still on his stomach. Her knees followed suite, pushing up against the side of his thigh as she tucked herself away against him.

“Ya okay?”

“Mmhm…just needed…” she trailed off, sighing into his arm.

He wiggled said arm out from under her and brought it around her, pulling her closer to him as her head rested over his heart.

“Go to sleep,” he whispered, lips finding her auburn as she dozed off, Joel holding her close to his side.

[kencoded-kengirl]

young old guard you will always be famous

[dameferre]

the mere suggestion that they might cast a Black. Man. as fucking snape is enough to have me wondering if the brian thompson hit man is taking new clients