#whats the worst that could happen?

[mrsthunderkin]

A silly doodle I had to get out of my system lol

They went to the same Academy together

#garrett grahm #Errol Desoto #Hyram Kincaid #a wizard and two sorcerers go to a party #whats the worst that could happen? #wizard #sorcerer #dark sorcerer #simon is just happy to be there #phone doodle #tales of alor

[living-muses]

I don’t stop myself from loving just because their love isn’t as pure as mine

-a.c

#whats the worst that could happen? #lovesick #quotes #feelings #love #emotions #love letters #ill never stop #romantic quotes #love quotes #endless love #female writers #writeblr #wise thoughts #spilled thoughts #poets on tumblr #poets on life #life in color #deep thoughts #its 12 am #its complicated #but its okay #in my head

[shewantsitall]

But like what if I ditched all obligations on Wednesday and drove too many hours to go and see a Falsettos production in Louisville???

#whats the worst that could happen? #this is only a dream bc its too far and would cost approximately way too much in gas to get there and back #but like...i COULD #just my ramblings

[mar-makes]

New to the party. Happy to be here. Will post rambles, writing, maybe art 

#whats the worst that could happen?

[misfit-god]

Why can't my tattoos glow in the dark:(

#put bioluminescence in tattoo ink! #whats the worst that could happen?

[vivstenius]

nvm i’m shy get some sleep🚗

not sleeping until u tell me 🙄

#asks #come onnn itll be fine!! #whats the worst that could happen?

[lazylittledragon]

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

#i'd have like. five. which isn't a lot but IT KEEPS HAPPENING #stranger things #platonic stobin #steddie #steve harrington #robin buckley #eddie munson #here we go again boys #i've had this floating in my head for a Minute and i was like #nah i'm not gonna do it #maybe i'll anonymously write a fic #but no we're mombin posting on main #i think on twt we agreed it's a 'what's the worst that could happen' situation #platonic co parents can be so so so personal #also i have One more stobin wip and then bg3 again i swear #when i have a baby i Will be putting my giant black wings on beforehand #they have to know what kind of family they're coming into #cw pregnancy

[arsenickittycat]

I sometimes feel guilty

I've taken what my mother has dreamed of since before I was born, and now she can never have it.

maybe I should stop being selfish and give them what they want, I could be a good child for once in my life and actually try to do what I'm told

#whats the worst that could happen? #arsenic vague posting

[open-window]

What happens if I follow a porn bot back?

#lets find out #i'm gonna do it #wish me luck #whats the worst that could happen?

[leafatlaw]

hmm i lied, okay so im thinking about watching hi im mary mary now. the only question is, do i watch all the videos directly from the channel(will likely result in me terrified shitless) or watch NightMinds video on it(cowards options)

#im just going to watch the og videos #whats the worst that could happen? #now if youll excuse me i need to close my closet doors and sit with my back ot the wall #sparrow speaks

[ever-ive-been]

do you ever get the urge to microwave something ur not suppose to, like what if i just put a rock in there for like a tiny bit. how bad could a penny be? what if i microwave a bunch of gummy worms. what happens if u microwave a little plant?

like you just wanna do it because what could happen from doing this! it's not like your microwave with the right thing in it could like explode into a ball of flames. just what might happen?

#microwave #whats the worst that could happen? #is this normal to think about at night #everpost #i might be dumb

[astral-from-afar]

Languages are hard

Got 50% of my Spanish Speaking test revised and ready. All I gotta do is finish it off and not get nervous when my teacher asks me questions.

#Astral writes #whats the worst that could happen? #please don't let this post jinx me

[ionlytalktodogs]

Hot take but canes are not a limited resource. Most mobility aids aren’t but canes especially. Canes are $20 at a lot of stores like CVS, Walmart, etc. You aren’t taking that resource away from “real” disabled people (hint: you ARE a real disabled person) in fact buying more canes creates more demand and works to make more stores carry them for better prices. You aren’t faking being disabled or hurting disabled people, you’re working to make canes more accessible which is helping disabled people.

Get the cane.

#I'm endlessly advocating for ppl to get canes #they can be so helpful #and what's the worst thing that could happen? you try it and it doesn't help? #ok sure you wasted $20 but you could donate it to someone who needs it and can't afford it! #what's the downside. #just get a cane. #it improved my life tenfold #just do it #disabled #disability #physical disability #cane user #mobility aid #mobility aids #disabled pride #disabled joy #10k #15k #my ramblings

[devon-the-fool]

Madeleine sighed as she swept in front of the oven, the opening at the bottom spewing bits of ash every now and then. Her feet were still warming up from the quick trip out to the woodshed for something more to feed the flames. She curled her toes slightly, trying to get rid of that tingly sensation as she continued brushing the broom over the floorboards.

"I swear, that broken oven door will be the death of me." She huffed as more soot was spouted out.

Jessie clacked her beak in agreement, keeping her eyes on the vegetables she was chopping before her. It wasn't anything fancy, just a few winter roots they'd managed to forage and a couple potatoes left over from the harvest. They would make a fine stew when cooked in a thick broth and paired with a few slices of meat from the mice and fat squirrels the pair had caught. Finding food nearby was becoming more and more difficult, but they made due. Today had been a rare day where the extra effort hadn't dampened their moods. There was much to celebrate, after all.

Yule only came once a year, and in the midst of the biting cold and wet snow, when the whole world felt like it might never come to life again, there were little Yule logs burning in each house across the forest, and laughter bursting from everyone's mouths as they drank in the company of their neighbors.

The two crows were excited, having spent the entire day prior together, decorating their own Yule log to burn in the big fireplace in their bedroom.

"We'll see the Kermins today at the festival, we can ask Mr. Kermin if he'd mind coming over to fix it." Jessie offered, still slicing the winter roots.

"Hm." Madeleine hummed as she finished sweeping, gently leaning the broom against the wall near the stove. "What do you think he'd take as trade? We don't have much to offer right now by ways of food." She asked, leaning down to snatch up the poker.

"Oh, you know they don't like anything fancy." Jessie mused, sliding the vegetables into the pot next to her. "I'm sure that red scarf you finished would do just fine. He's an old badger, and catches colds like you wouldn't believe. Jolene says she sees him practically every other week at the clinic." She shuffled over to their tub of dirty dishes and set the cutting board and knife into it. They'd have to boil some water for those later in the evening.

"Oh poor thing. Yes, I'll offer the scarf. I think red would suit him better anyways." Madeleine agreed as she stoked the fire. She paused for a moment. "Do you think I should throw in the gloves I made with the same yarn?"

Jessie hummed as she made her way over to her partner. "Well, that depends. What were you originally planning on doing with them?"

Madeleine smiled, leaving the fire alone now. "I wanted to give it to Mrs. Olbermann for helping us patch that leak earlier this year." She leaned against Jessie's side, wrapping a wing around her back as the shorter crow settled the pot on the now hot stove. "I know she said it was fine, but I want to repay her. And shes always complaining about how her arthritis flares up when it gets too cold in her dam. I thought a nice pair of snuggly gloves might help her out."

Jessie nodded along, having moved to stand in front of their large soup pot, stirring the broth around. "That's right, I remember you mentioning that. Well, you can always make her another pair and give them to her another day. It doesn't have to be on Yule." She reasoned.

Madeleine nodded her agreement. "That's true. You're so smart." She giggled, teasing her beak through a few of her wife's feathers.

Jessie laughed as well. "Did you already sneak some of the blackberry wine? You're acting cuddly, and that usually only happens when you're tipsy." She accused, but there was mirth in her voice.

"I did not drink any of the blackberry wine." Madeleine defended. "... the raspberry however..."

Jessie let out a loud guffaw. "That was meant to be a surprise!"

Madeleine blinked. "Oh."

"Yes, 'oh.' Why do you think I had it hidden away?" She scolded.

"I thought maybe you had dropped and forgotten about it." Madeleine mumbled guiltily. "It was on its side, behind the rack downstairs. I'm sorry."

Jessie huffed, keeping up the pretense of anger for but a moment longer. "It's fine," she relented. "You were going to drink it anyway. What difference does a few hours make?" She paused, eyeing her wife's face. "Did you at least enjoy it?"

"Oh, yes! Moon Above, it has to be one of the best meads you've ever brewed." Madeleine praised.

Jessie scoffed. "Oh, hush."

"No, it's true! We'll be rich by next winter's end if you start selling that as a regular." Madeleine said.

"We certainly would, if the raspberry bushes weren't always plucked bare by those Mollywig kids." Jessie sighed. "I had to bribe them to let me get enough for that bottle alone." She returned to stirring the pot as the broth inside began to bubble.

"We could set up our own raspberry patch. I'm sure I could... convince some to sprout in the garden." Madeleine said with a wink. Jessie rolled her eyes fondly and smacked her wife with her free wing. "None of that, you. At least wait until tomorrow for magic talk." She sighed.

Madeleine chuckled cheekily. "What, I'm not supposed to speak of magic? On a sabbath?" She stepped back and lifted a melodramatic wing to her forehead, the other over her heart, looking like a very faint young noble woman. "Oh, my dearest, you are too cruel!" She crooned. "This, a night when the magic is so prevalent! Why, I can feel it in my blood, just BEGGING to be let free!!!" She cawed dramatically.

"Quit it!" Jesse barked, swinging around the hot wooden spoon, soup still dripping from it. "Or do you want the whole neighborhood to hear?"

Madeleine continued to smile, much to her wife's chagrin. "Dearest heart, you're so paranoid. These are not the city streets, no guards will come to carry me to the pyre." She reassured, trying to dodge around the spoon to little luck. "Our neighbors would never rat me out."

"You don't know that for sure!" Jessie said, still keeping the spoon between them.

"Yes, I do." Magdeleine said. "Jessie, I've lived here my whole life. Half these people raised me, the other half are like my siblings. Family doesn't sell out family." Finally, she managed to dodge around the offending utensil fast enough to capture her wife in her wings, quickly embracing the woman.

"Ugh." Jessie groaned.

"Please, just trust me." Magdeleine said, voice small despite the smile still stuck to her face.

A moment of silence passed before Jessie let out a relenting huff. "Just. Please be careful, yeah?" She requested.

Madeleine grinned. "Anything for you."

Jessie shot her a look. "Anything?"

Madeleine's eyes widened fractionally. "Anything." She murmered.

Jessie let her lean close before finally her beak grew into a grin. "Then sweep up the ash on the floor." She said teasingly before slipping out of her partner's wings and returning to the pot.

Madeleine blinked, and glanced back at the floorboards in front of the open oven. A healthy pile of ash sat there, with more pouring out by the minute.

"Uuuuuugh." She groaned, stepping over to grab the broom."

#writing #short story #devon writes #im a bit nervous to post this but im proud of it anyways so #whats the worst that could happen? #nobody likes it? #lol

[thresholdbb]

I'm a Kai Winn apologist but not because I think she's a good person. She's a compelling tragic character

#Winn is a pawn of the prophets #they purposefully did not talk to her #even quark has an orb experience #but the Kai doesn't get one word #she is holding onto her faith by a string and the wormhole aliens put her in that position for their own gain #the prophets are like lol snip snip bitch #they put her through hell because they needed her to bring the reckoning with the pah wraiths #she's ambitious and calculating yeah but she also lived through the worst of the occupation #plenty of people come out of trauma with negative attributes #it doesn't excuse her behavior but maybe it explains some of it #she really does just want what's best for Bajor #through the worst of it she still believes #the prophets are more ambitious cold and calculating than Kai Winn is #her crisis of faith happens because she finally gets word from her gods that she has been loyal to all this time #and it ends up being the pah wraiths and she still struggles to turn to their side #she was written as a grating character and they write her so well #star trek deep space nine #before ds9 goes off my radar for 3 months #Kai Winn #meta #I could have written that as a cohesive post and not a tag essay...

[keychain-noises]

Maybe I should redownload CRK

#whats the worst that could happen? #cookie run kingdom #crk