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andi-o-geyser · 1 year
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comedy gold at its finest
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Kara and Andrea talking about Lena? Perhaps Andrea telling Kara (or SG) how is to love someone like Lena
The offer of a drink comes as a surprise to Kara. But it’s 10pm and Andrea’s already a little glassy-eyed and there’s no one else in the building, so Kara takes the offer up. Perhaps it would ease some of the recent tension between them, she reasons. But the drink doesn’t immediately come with conversation. Rather, KAra sits stiffly with the glass of expensive scotch between her hands as Andrea simply studies her. It’s quiet and uncomfortable, and after about ten minutes Kara is ready to cut her losses and go. Just before she rises to her feet, Andrea leans back in her seat and takes a long swig.
“It’s hard, loving Lena Luthor.”
What Kara had expected to hear, that certainly isn’t it. She stares, mouth slightly agape, unsure of how to respond.
“No one wants to say it,” Andrea continues, “especially those rare few who even get the chance to love her, but it’s true.”
Kara awkwardly clears her throat. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
(And part of her doesn’t– the part of her that feels like loving Lena is the easiest thing in the world.)
Andrea snorts. “Sure you don’t,” she drawls. Then she scoffs. “Well, you will. The woman doesn’t trust, you see. Well– she does, but she doesn’t know how. She just does– until the moment you hurt her. And once you do that…”
Kara’s stomach sinks. Andrea may not know it, certainly not in her current state, but she’s closer to the truth than KAra would like her to be.
“Twelve years. Twelve years she was my best friend, and all–” Andrea hiccups. “All it took was one mistake for her to shut me out completely. One damn, stupid mistake.”
Kara takes a long drink, then sets her glass on the low table between them. She rises to her feet, gathering her papers to her chest. The conversation has taken a sharp turn that itches under Kara’s skin, echoes a reality far too real. But before she leaves, she gives her boss a long look.
“Your mistake,” she says quietly, “whatever it was… would you do it again? Knowing what you know now?”
Andrea blinks up at her. The rest of her body remains slack against the cushions, her shoes long kicked off for the sake of comfort. She looks rumpled, and oh so sad.
“Yes.” Despite her apparent bleariness, the answer comes strong and sure. “I would. But what I did was never the problem.”
At that, Kara’s brow furrows. Even after years in her chosen profession, there’s still much she doesn’t understand about human language. She feels she’s missing something, and waits, hoping Andrea will fill in the blanks for her. She does.
“The problem was the lie I told to cover it up.”
Kara's heart sinks heavily. A lump rises in her throat, nearly strangling the 'good night miss rojas' she manages to issue before making her escape. She seeks solace in the skies that night, but no amount of stars and clouds can chase away the feeling the despite her lingering, desperate hope for a chance at reconciliation...
She never had a chance at all.
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The Lou Show: exploring the features of zoom
feat. dodgy alt. site editing tools
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pinkeoni · 8 months
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The set pics and interviews are making things look more and more apocalyptic although if there’s one thing about America they make school persist no matter what. And if not then I’m enrolling those boys myself.
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deus-ex-mona · 6 months
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‼️reset the counter‼️ it has been ✨0✨ days since the last chizuutan content drop‼️
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bakatenshii · 1 year
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ok not to get more deeplore and i know i just said i wasnt gonna take this seriously oopsies (I’M NOT I PROMISE) but
#baka bants#im a liar im a pussyi only feel safe in the tags still#so here i am in the tags#anyways Ive brainvommed this all to rae already but to be like. bcos this is basically my glorified (extrahorny) diary#i think i was just suffering from fomo and wanting to make sure i was posting when everyone else was because it was so active#and it was the height of all activity and like i didnt wanna miss out on the new wave of the new fandom or WHATEVER#or wanting to constantly be involved in everything/have a head start#and then i was dreading the inevitable deathof tumblr again once quarantine lifted and everyone went on with their lives#(which it did happen obvi) but i guess coming back and seeing that#people are still here? like the fandom still exists albeit the majorit tof people moving on or out of tumblr#and it feels?? like just(???? home??? in a calm chill way like#my friends are still here and even tho its not like a million things happening every day#its calm and chilled and i gues all im teying to say is#i was scared of being left still here when everyone moved on so i moved on first but people r still here so#it makes me feel?? secure#i ??? DOES ANY OF THAT MAKE SENDE#IM JUST EXTRA VULNERABLE ON A WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON I GUESS#BASICALLY WHAT IM SAYING IS SOMETIMES I THINK ABT HOW SAUSAGE PARTY HAS A VERY REAL AND ACTUALLY ACTIVE FANDOM#AND IM NO LONGER WORRIED ABT MY ANIME FANDOM DYING OUT#(but in all actuality like;; the hp fandom and evedy superwholock fandom is still VERY much alive and well)#(so im just being a pussy tbh and emotional for no reason)#(ifbuou have resd this im so sorry for this moaning and being emosh for no reason HAHAHA I LOVE U THANK U FOR PUTTING UP WITH THIS)#EX OH EX OH#!!!! <3333
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intrasport · 7 months
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oh i fuckiong love omnium gatherum whatever
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sea-buns · 8 months
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Watching the adventuring party for ep 2 after watching ep 3 adds way more context than you would think. Like wow no wonder y'all were so fixated on the balls
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little-shiny-sharpies · 2 months
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*through gritted teeth* don’t trust how you feel about your life after 9 pm or during your monthly hell, don’t trust how you feel about your life after 9 pm or during your-
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midground · 1 year
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Mother Timothy Goose’s vibes remind me of that one Adventuring Party episode where Ally Beardsley explained the term “Masculine Fertile” which they had apparently just invented
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Kelly talks with Kara about Lena, and how grow up with an alcoholic father, a narcissistic mother and a psychopath brother might have affected her
It’s not exactly uncommon for Kelly to find Kara deep in thought these days. Ever since Lena has withdrawn following the reveal of Kara’s secret as Supergirl, the hero has grown more pensive– far from her usual bubbly self. Kelly has largely let her process her change in circumstance alone– she’s loathe to cross the line between friend and therapist– but when she sees Kara’s features darker than ever and eyes brimming with tears, Kelly know it’s time to step in.
“Hey,” she greets softly. Carefully, she approaches and takes the seat next to Kara. “You okay?”
Kara sniffles, but tries to cover it with a derisive scoff. “Peachy.”
“You tried reaching out to Lena again?” Kelly knows the answer, but waits for Kara to confirm, which she does with a heavy nod.
“That obvious, huh.”
“It’s natural to feel badly in your situation. It’s hard to make amends when a person won’t speak with you.”
“She wouldn’t even look at me.”
Kelly takes a moment to gather her thoughts.
“I’m going to tell you something James shared with me, back when he and Lena were dating. He pieced together some discoveries that he didn’t know what to do with, so he came to me.”
Kara stares at her in apprehension. “Okay.”
“From certain things Lena shared with him, James came to the conclusion that Lena’s dad may have been an alcoholic. A mean one. That, coupled with Lex, and well– you’ve met her mother.”
Kara nods wordlessly, her eyes wide.
“I’m telling you this not so you can pity Lena, or feel differently at all about her, but because in my experience many abusive situations tend to follow a similar pattern of harm and reconciliation. It’s a cycle– the abuser does harm, and then immediately tries to smooth things over. It could be gifts, excuses, affirmations of love, anything. Then it starts all over again.”
It’s clear that Kara is absorbing every word, processing what Kelly’s telling her with careful thought. “What does that mean for Lena?” she finally asks.
Kelly sighs. “Well, Lena’s smart. She knows the cycle, and it seems she’s found a way to nip it in the bud– by not giving anyone the chance to apologize in the first place.”
With a quaking breath, Kara looks at Kelly with helplessness in her eyes. “Then what do I do?”
Kelly places a comforting hand overtop Kara’s. “As your friend and hers, all I can say is to give her time to heal. By respecting her boundaries, you can show her that what you’re feeling isn’t just reactive guilt. That you’re serious about making things right, for both your sakes– not just your own.”
Kara’s chin wobbles. “But what if time isn’t enough?”
“Then that’s Lena’s choice to make.” Kelly offers a thin smile of sympathy. She knows the thought of losing Lena scares Kara to death, and that it would devastate her if it ever came to pass, but it wouldn’t do anyone any good to pretend it wasn’t a possibility. “And if she does make that choice, all you can do is continue to respect her boundaries.”
The breath squeezes out of Kara’s chest, but she nods, dislodging even more tears. “Okay.”
“Either way,” Kelly offers, “you’re going to survive this. You both will. It’ll be different, but you’ll through, be it together or apart.”
When she wraps an arm around Kara’s shoulders, Kara leans against her, accepting the support being offered. Exhausted, Kara sighs.
“Thank you, for looking out for her.”
“Of course.” She knows that of the two of them, Lena is the one more likely to feel alone, both by preference and circumstance. Kara has Alex, and the superfriends (whom she pre-emptively claimed as her own when she told them her secret and not Lena), while Lena had, well– no one. Or so she likely believes.
“I’m going to invite her to lunch tomorrow,” Kelly decides right then and there, vowing to not take no for an answer. “I’ll keep Lena’s confidence if she chooses to speak with me, because I think she could use an impartial friend right now, but… I’ll let you know how it goes.”
Kara nods her gratitude. After a few minutes of sitting with the silence, Kara finally gives voice to what they’ve all been thinking.
“This sucks.”
Kelly squeezes Kara’s hand. “I know.”
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remember when my friends and i rented a house after college and jokingly called it party mansion because we thought we were gonna throw hella parties and then like two months after moving in we entered a global pandemic
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segemarldoodles · 8 months
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I was fine all weekend while we checked in 2500 people in reg, we go to the fucking staff dinner after pack up and then my throat starts feeling scratchy. Turns out one of the other staffers had COVID, and guess who caught it.
Pros: I'll technically be home this weekend to see how starfield is
Cons: I had other shit to do this weekend, including a doctor's appt today, and was going to go to a museum with Jen tomorrow after work, but I guess that's not gonna happen now.
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palms-upturned · 1 year
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#meg talks#feeling. sad kdgsdjxh#there’s a work christmas party tonight but#1) indoors 2) the whole district is invited 3) no mask policy#4) we’ve already had two covid cases at work in a row 5) it’s the holidays so It’s Only Gonna Get Worse#so i absolutely cannot afford to risk it#but. they’re doing karaoke. and i haven’t done karaoke in three years#and it’s stupid but im really sad bc i miss it and i really wanted to go but. nobody gives a shit anymore abt covid#or. y’know. about protecting high risk ppl#ppl said from the start that ‘’going back to normal’’ was just gonna mean moving on without disabled ppl#and forcing them back into either never going out or just suffering the consequences#and they were so right. nobody wants to make even the smallest efforts to make it possible for the sick and disabled to exist in public#we’re just collateral damage#not only our bodies but just like. our relationships. our joy.#not that that was ever not the case… sigh#just feeling v sad and lonely. we’re never coming out the other side of this are we#edit sorry im still not done. even more than long covid it’s like#i have no sick time left. and no space to quarantine myself. we’re three people living in a one bedroom apartment#living paycheck to paycheck! i can’t afford to miss work!#we barely managed to scrape by this month as it is! i don’t even know what to do abt xmas gifts…#like what are we supposed to do if we all get covid and can’t work? starve?#like. jdgsdjxh idk man. it makes me feel like my brain is leaking out of my ears#it’s like everyone who (assumed they) could just went ahead and moved on#as if covid is over#and left the rest of us just. sitting here alone#there’s just no solidarity anymore… idek what to do about it other than keep on. sitting at home alone
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void-critters · 1 year
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just yr average game of dungeons & dumbasses
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