https://youtu.be/UHJYYd_RnJc
THIS THIS THIS IS THE SHIT
The shadow fold scene looks exactly how i imagined while reading and ooo the crows I can’t wait

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https://youtu.be/UHJYYd_RnJc
THIS THIS THIS IS THE SHIT
The shadow fold scene looks exactly how i imagined while reading and ooo the crows I can’t wait
OOO yes I’m am so excited
It looks SOO good I can’t wait(I do really need to finish reading ck and and the last two sab)
So I just now read the newest Monstrous chapters and when I read that scene my mind went to this @marvellouslymadmim
Here’s an idea I would like to share. So Mousesack specifically said that he had been advising the Skelligen Crown for years. How many years though? Like decades? What if he helped to raise small Eist like he does with Ciri in canon? Could you imagine? The pure chaos that one little Skelligen prince could bring upon a poor Druid! Big Brother Bran can’t have Eist disturbing him while he kings so Mousesack must keep track of him. It is NOT an easy task.
Hi anon, I was going to make a doodle of this but I figured it’d be better to answer first. I love this idea, just Mousesack trying to wrangle a toddler Eist is adorable. Eist was probably a rambunctious toddler and wanted to explore EVERYTHING, including putting things in his mouth and boy does Mousesack have fun with that. I can also just imagine as soon as Ciri is born Mousesack’s first thoughts are “oh no, not another one”
Eist: "This house is perfect, Cal."
Calanthe: "It'll be even better once we've fucked on every horizontal surface."
Eist: "What?"
Calanthe: "What?"
Okay but after seeing this I started doing it too and it’s amazing how many men I’ve run into bc they expected me to move
Gotta try it
I work (and walk) on a college campus. I’ve lost count of how many men I’ve smacked shoulders with.
Recently, I was standing outside my son’s classroom waiting to talk to his teacher. I stood on one side of the hallway, not even close to the center. At some point, a man came walking along. I was standing right in his path, but the hallway was empty, so I logically expected him to swerve around me. Instead he kept walking right toward me, got to me, and stopped, as if waiting for me to get out of his way. I didn’t; I just smiled politely at him. He finally walked around me, clearly annoyed that I hadn’t leapt out of his manly path.
Now I’m wishing I’d leapt aside, taken off my jacket and laid it on the floor before him, then bowed deeply and said, “My Liege!”
I also work at a college campus. I smack shoulders sometimes, but I find that if I stare straight ahead and follow the advice below, people get the heck out of the way.
Honestly this post changed how I carry myself when walking alone in public, or in a situation where I’m the one leading. People definitely move for the murder gaze.
Confirmed. I once had to rush back inside a convention hall as the con was closing in order to a retrieve a sick friend’s medication, and I didn’t understand why people in the crowd were jumping out of my way (literally—one guy vaulted a table) until I realized I was dressed as the Winter Soldier and doing the Murder Walk because that’s just how I walk in those boots. I got the meds, got out, and made a mental note.
I repeated the experiment later, wearing the boots but otherwise my usual clothing and mimicking the expression I thought I’d had at that moment. People parted like I was Charlton Heston.
I now wear that style of boots whenever possible. I recently had a man do a double-take as I walked by and ask me, politely, where I had served because I “looked like a soldier.” I’m not current or former military. I was wearing a flowy purple peasant top and looked as un-soldierlike as possible.
Moral of the story: wear comfortable shoes, square your shoulders, and walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America.
WALK LIKE YOU’VE BEEN SENT TO MURDER CAPTAIN AMERICA
It’s called the Murder Strut.
IT’S BACK!!!!!! I was searching for this to show my daughter the other day and couldn’t find it. I’m so glad IT’S BACK!! I will always reblog the Murder Strut!!
A guy on a bike went around me because he could tell I had no intention of moving. Thanks to this post.
One day and I bumped into a guy while doing the Murder Strut and he apologized to me even though I was the one who had bumped into him.
It works wonders.
In case you were wondering, yes you can do this in a wheelchair. Same look in your eyes and let ‘em know you will run them down. Just picture yourself in a sports car accelerating towards someone with the intention of flattening them.
If there’s anything more satisfying than watching Abled men leap out of my way when they realize I’m not moving for them, I can’t think of it atm.
Walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America.
Wheel like you’re gonna win the Indy 500 and don’t care how.
Your crutches are short swords; walk like you can see them buried in the bodies of anyone who crosses (in front of) you.
Tumblr: teaching women how to be Moses and part the fucking Red Sea with the power of their minds.
I had never seen these updates to the Patriarchy Chicken Game before and they are all a goddam DELIGHT
I strive to achieve the murder strut
Apologies, noble sirs. A few upstart townships in the south needed reminding who was Queen. I find it’s good for one’s blood and humors.
Eist, smirking: I bet I can fit the whole world in my hands.
Calanthe: That’s impossible.
Calanthe: The world’s too big, you can’t just—
Eist, puts his hands on either side of Cal’s face
Calanthe, softly: Oh
Good morning! What a beautiful day to remember that the King and Queen of Cintra and Skellige share exactly one (1) braincell and it is, at all times, completely dedicated to the thought of exactly what they’re gonna do to each other, the next second they’re alone.
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If you are attracted to middle aged women, reblog this, I’m trying to prove a point
Calanthe: Who hurt you?
Eist: You want a list?
Calanthe: *grabs a knife*
Calanthe: Actually yes.
Eist: Trust fall.
Calanthe, scoffing from the other side of the room: I am not going to catch you.
Eist: Trust. Fall.
Calanthe: I said no—
Eist, falling: 🙃
Calanthe: ISWERTOGODFUCKKK
[scrambling over, diving down to cushion his fall]
Calanthe: Where’s my fucking sword?
Eist: Cal, there are children here. Use proper language.
Calanthe: May I ascertain The whereabouts of my fucking sword?
No explanation needed.
she’s the person who stabs as a warning
“ Thonbluma ona noda tagon seimwe laik … Jus drein jus daun.”