Three Goblin Art
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KIROKAZE
DEAR READER
shark vs the universe
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Xuebing Du
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Kiana Khansmith
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One Nice Bug Per Day
Claire Keane
Love Begins
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JVL
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Origami Around
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@ofballerinasx
It was no secret that Althea and Theora did not get along, not when she was with Adrian and not now. Althea had always tried to be civil, but could never find common ground with Theora. She almost considered giving up, but never did. But she did, occasionally, lose her patience.
“I don’t get it, I never have. What the hell did I do wrong?”
@adriftisms
Talking to Adrian was something Althea tried to avoid, the pain it brought on was something she’d rather not deal with. Engaging in casual conversation with the husband you left, and were still technically married to, was impossible. It was an undoable task that Althea never figured out how to master.
Yet, they seemed to literally run into each other anyway.
“Shit, fuck - Adrian, I’m so sorry!” She dumped the now empty coffee cup into a nearby trash can, trying to dab away the spill on her leotard and skirt with her wrist. “I think I have napkins in my bag?”
@parabcllums - for Adrian !
spiidcysense:
“i’m where?” peter gasped, eyebrows quickly furrowing together as he turned his head to survey his surroundings. sure enough, he had made his triumphant dash into a dance studio. “well, that’s great,” he sighed, as he ran a hand through his hair, “any chance you can give me directions?”
“You’re...not even close to where I’m assuming you need to be.” Althea gave a reassuring smile. “Of course, where are you trying to go? I have a feeling that you’re not a performing arts professor.”
The absolute last thing Althea ever wanted to do was to run into her sister-in-law. She didn’t hate Theora, she never hated her, but their relationship was never exactly solid. She could never tell where she stood with Theora, after a while she just stopped trying to figure it out. That’s why nearly running into her as she was closing up the studio was a great cause of anxiety.
“Oh - Theora! Shit, sorry. Guess my coordination only extends to ballet.”
@wvtchful
“make a hole people!” peter cried out, as he sprinted through the halls, brief case by his side. he couldn’t believe his luck, he already had to start the school year a couple of weeks late, and here he was, late to his first class. rather than coming to a stop and entering the classroom like a normal person, peter chose to sprint through the door, coming to a stop just inches from his desk. “hello!” he essentially yelled, as he desperately tried to catch his breath, “i’m peter parker and welcome to chemistry.”
“Uh -” Althea raised an eyebrow from her desk . “Hi Peter Parker, do you know you’re in the dance studio?”
“No, I didn’t steal a bunch of chemicals from the science lab to test if they can blow up,” she paused for a split second, “nor am I trying to see how many explosions I can cause in a chain reaction,” she blurted out, carrying several science supplies in her arms. “This is all totally necessary for a… very safe volcano project. I’m callin’ it the Kimmy Quinn Volcano… Kimmycano… anyway, don’t ask any questions.”
“...Right.” Was Althea meant to believe that? She was a ballerina and ballet teacher, she’s pretty sure reprimanding her is out of her realm. “Nobody was asking, I don’t think. But you did just make it incredibly obvious, in case you wanted it to actually be a secret.”
fiidelis:
“he wouldn’t be mans best friend, if he didn’t.” well ; this mans best friend, that was for sure. sure - it was only natural, he supposed, for the pet that he put all of his time into to associate him with treats, and seek them out with cute displays of well taught tricks. but adrian liked to think that it was all genuine love. “you ever think ‘bout getting another one? a dog, i mean - after paddy.”
“Very true, `he’s a sucker for a good belly rub.” Althea loved Paddy so much, it still makes her heart hurt every time she thinks about the fact that she left him behind too when she left Adrian. “I have, I keep meaning to go to a shelter. I know if I go, I’ll leave with ‘em all.”
❛ so i was pulling out of my parking spot earlier today , and was stopped out of nowhere by a cop . said i was driving recklessly or something . ❜ portia shook her head , taking a sip from her drink . ❛ i’m starting to think he just has a problem with woman . especially ones behind the wheel . ❜
“I must have gotten stopped by the same cop! Something like that happened to me two weeks ago.” Althea scoffed. “You’d think men like that would be a thing of the past, huh? It’s 2019.”
ava-bartcn:
“oh shit, watch your back,” ava chuckles, “high-priority target right here,” she points some finger guns to the other woman, “and smart, you’ll definitely wanna get yourself behind the most likely to survive,” she smirks with a dramatic hair flip.
“I know! I fully expect a Mean Girls-type of thing to happen, get run over by a bus or something.” Althea feigned fear, hand on her chest and a grimace. “Oh, of course! Out of most people I know, you’re the first choice to hide behind in any situation, basically.”
“oh- i’m sorry about that. just let me move some of this,” he responded, nervous and speaking way too fast he hurried to move his belongings closer to himself. when blake had arrived at the coffee shop, he’d been alone, and he’d taken over a rather large table in order to spread out his work. but as the need for space increased, he relinquished some of his table. “there you go! it’s all yours!”
“It’s okay, believe me.” Althea smiled softly and reassuringly at him. “I just have coffee and a laptop, nothing big and noteworthy. Sorry, I should have asked before I sat down. Do you need this space?”
ava-bartcn:
“I mean, the purge is every person for themselves,” she shrugs, “who’s to say that night ain’t the night you take out some prima and take her place on the stage? ”
“That is a very good point but considering I am the prima, I’m still very worried about my chances.” Althea chuckled. “I’d probably hide behind you.”
“But seriously, what would you do if the Purge was real?”
“I’m hardly a survivalist, probably hide somewhere. Unless ballet is somehow useful in a Purge, I doubt I'd live.”
coopkents:
“ah, who knows. perhaps fatherhood has made more sensitive to these things.” unlikely. it had just been a rough couple of weeks. his mom’s insistent texts about repairing things with althea, combined with his mildly guilty conscious, combined with the events of spring fling, had added up. “it’s your life thea. ya know. we just got these opinions about one another’s lives and- who am I to be giving advice, right?” he trailed off, looking at the food on the table. this was already turning out more extra than he thought it would be. “we’d, I’m speaking for your niece as well, just like to see you happy? I dunno- look, you know mak and I- I loved mak. i wanted things to work out with mak. but even if you took keely out of the equation, we weren’t good for each other back then and we knew that and- now we’re not together. i know what you’re going through sucks. but you’ll be okay at the end of it.”
“Perhaps you are some big softie now, miracles can happen after all.” Althea teased to lighten the mood a bit. She had tried to stay as reclusive as she could, just leaving to teach or dance. She wasn’t affected as badly as others were, but it was still upsetting to watch other people struggle. Especially when she wasn’t on the best of terms with Cooper. “And I want to be happy, I guess I’m just - I’m just figuring out how to get there.” She smiled softly at him before looking down at her lap. “But, thank you. I appreciate that.”
coopkents:
“ah. combination of things.” he watched her cross the room, he plopped back down on his couch. “forgetting my daughter, essentially telling my daughter’s mother to fuck off-,” he was still, very obviously sore about the events of the spring fling. “-getting into a fight with my sister-”
“God, Cooper. I’m so sorry, I am.” Althea immediately felt even more guilty for the fight they had, she didn’t know he had gone through that much. She took a box of food out and handed it to him. Tentatively, she sat across from him and placed her own food in her lap. “About that fight, I’m sorry. You were right.”
‘ not all heroes wear capes. a lot of them wear collars and are called dogs. ’ @fiidelis
Althea looked at him with an eyebrow before laughing a bit. “Yeah, you’re not wrong. Paddy still rolling over on his back every time you walk by him?”
coopkents:
He heard her enter the building, and the hit the stairs- he considered hopping out the window. Rather that and be immature then another fight he’d have to explain to his mother later on. He could just- not answer the door. The not home excuse never worked on any of his siblings though- they would see or hear him. “hi thea”, he said, a small eye roll followed. “come on in-,” to his…out of the ordinarily messy apartment.
“Hi Cooper.” She caught the eye roll, but ignored it. Pick your battles, she told herself. She walked in, doing a look around at the apartment, and gave him a raised eyebrow. “What happened here?” She asked as she placed the food on a counter.
“Hey, Tim.” Althea basically collapsed in the seat in front of him. “Mind if I stay here for a bit? I’m exhausted and I need to get away from the small army of kids banging on my studio door.”
@wcitforit
