#espressionxst

[prettyl304-blog]

@espressionxst​

Four days. Four days without any kind of work. He was definitely going to kicked out of his hotel tomorrow. Even putting in actual applications for work were going nowhere fast. Despite all his skills, he was still a vagabond without any formal work history.  What was he going to do with himself? Maybe it was time to hurry away from this cold town...

Ah..., it was time to hunt for clients again.

Yuu waved to anyone who passed of even gave him a glance. Handwritten, yet exquisitely neat, fliers were offered to everyone. Normally they were refused or politely accepted. Sometimes, however, his enthusiasm was as more than a little annoying. The papers abruptly fell from Yuu’s hands as he was shoved to the side. He sighed, just a moment of disappoint. Quickly, he regained himself to a bright smile as he bent over and began to collect. 

“Thank you anyway!” He called to the one who shoved him and turned his head up to the next person who came by. “Hello! I’m Yuu Kobayashi! I’m a service robot. Please take one of these fliers and give me a call if you ever need absolutely anything done!” Still on his knees he reached up with a slightly stepped on flier.

[likecottxncandy-blog]

          she wasn’t usually a big fan of horror movies but she’d always make an exception for halloween. all the candy, cuddling up on the couch -- she loved that. clutching to the blanket and stuffing her mouth with the candy, emma squeaked once the lights were turned off, embarrassed of herself for reacting this way but she couldn’t help it.

          the girl didn’t move from her spot, trying to get used to the lack of light as she heard adrian moving. “ what are you doing? ” she whispered, as if speaking louder would bring unwanted attention. the sounds of the phone falling startled her but once the flashlight was on, emma chuckled. “ you okay? ”

@espressionxst ( cont. )

[spookyspiritking-archive]

❛ i’m no expert, but usually there’s signs saying ‘do not enter’ for a good reason. ❜

He waved his hand dismissively, checking out the area in question. Should be easy enough to get in. Probably just had to hop the fence. “It’s fine. It’s fine. I do shit like this all the time.” The demon assured, beginning to scale the chain links. 

[thislovelylady]

@espressionxst

[Txt] Do you wanna go out and get some coffee? Like.. Not spilled on you, this time.

He types out the message several upon several times, hesitant to press the enter button. Somehow they’d ended up parting ways with trading phone numbers, and he figured it’d be good manners to invite her out sometime and not just completely forget about her existence after the incident.

Adrian purses his lips together, reading through the text enough to know it by heart. His finger hovers over the send, and he taps lightly at it, watching as it loads seconds before delivering. Shit. This might’ve been a bad idea.

Lenora was sprawled out across her bed surrounded by her history notes when her phone buzzed. At first she thought it was just a notification for her phone -- an email from her professor she'd been waiting for for days -- so she grabbed it and glanced at the screen immediately.

It took her a moment to recognize the name -- and then she read the 'spilled on you' part and remembered. She had been surprised enough when Adrian had offered to trade numbers, but didn't think he was doing anything more than being extra nice / guilty over what happened. But this...was he actually trying to befriend her? (Not that she minded, he was nice enough!)

She glanced at her bed and all the papers. She could afford to take a break, right? Yeah.

[txt] Sure! When/where do you have in mind?

[spookyspiritking-archive]

@espressionxst

A soft, low whine emitted from the small girl’s throat. Oh god, this was so embarrassing. This form was ineffective for just about everything she needed it for. When would he be happily back in his own skin? 

Certainly not soon enough to get the book that she wanted from up on that tall shelf. That much was for sure.  

[coconuthxir-blog]

espressionxst | Halloween Starter!

“Adrian!!!” She practically threw herself at him and hugged him for a moment before backing away and grabbing his shoulders. “I need your help! It’s super important!” She shook him for a moment, her pale green eyes wide. 

“You see..My parents are having some big costume party..You’re invited to it by the way...” She said quickly. “But anyways..I don’t have a costume yet..And the party is on Halloween and that is only six days away! Six days!” She was freaking out. She really was. “Can you help me? Please?” 

[condorhero-rp-blog]

@espressionxst liked for a thing

The fjords of Norway, and the cliffs of Heartless Valley were similar. Since the condor had brought him here, Yang Gor had found himself drawn to that similarity, but also the differences. The air was colder, after all. Much of the modern world outside the wulin was strange to him, but he could grown used to it in time. In pursuit of his Gu Gu, he would grow used to anything.

“Hey. Have you seen a woman in white?!”

He felt like he had asked this question of every person he encountered - there was a space around him where people were going out of their way to avoid being snatched by the collar and literally shaken for answers.

“Oi. Have you seen my Gu Gu?!”

[mavoureen-blog]

♕ | probably my clumsy idiot son's fault

accidents happen || ♕ for your muse to accidentally hit their head with othello’s head

   it’s totally adrian’s fault (he’s the tall one!!), when they both go for the same mug on the shelf. 

   how that even happens, with othello on tiptoe just for ease, they bump skulls out of nowhere so they’re both seeing stars for a second. othello complains a bit more than needed; he’s over dramatic about it. but it’s still not his fault.

   he’s small and tender, he can’t help it. he presses a palm to his head, once he’s wobbled back onto the flats of his feet and the little shock of surprise has passed through him.

     “agh, jesus, watch where you’re putting your dumb face”