#expositicn

[chasingtitans]

"Morning, Nellie." Fingers brush through the younger woman's hair as Keiko breezes past, a silent thank you both for the food already awaiting her at the table and yet another sleepless night spent watching over her son. Nell has quickly become a near-permanent fixture in the Miura household just as much as Keiko's own mother ever since he was born - before it, even - and, well...

Unconventional as the setup may be, it's a relief, honestly, to not be in this alone.

Hiroshi is miraculously somehow still fast asleep, though Keiko will likely have to wake him to feed soon enough. First thing's first, though: better to take care of herself now, before her attention is needed elsewhere. With another glance towards her friend, Keiko only has one question before she digs in. "How was he?" // @expositicn + plotted starter!

[lcveisweakness]

@expositicn / closed starter for emma ~

delia's stomach flipped as she was launched out of whatever the hell black hole she can only assume she was just in. groaning as she hit hard ground she rolled over to her back and held her eyes closed, confident this must be some type of bad dream. when her eyes peeked open she was met with the view of blue skies and a wishing well? not the hustle and bustle of rome streets, that's for sure. not even the wood carved ceiling of her bedroom. not a bad dream.. a nightmare. wincing as she got to her feet, delia looked around and started her way down what she thought could maybe be a path.. lightly traveled, but traveled nonetheless.

thankfully, it didn't take too long before she came across a paved road, the end not visible from where she stood. she couldn't hear many sounds outside of the wild life, nor did she see any people or houses.. strange. "when things don't go right, go left." she sighed and started down the road. nearly ten minutes later and the sight of actual people and buildings made cordelia sigh in relief. part of her wanted to run up to the first person she saw and tell them she was 99% sure she just flew out of a well in the middle of the woods, but delia's seen enough in the city her whole life to know how that goes.

her eyes landed on a diner, a blonde woman talking to a young boy outside the front doors. as the distance between the strangers closed she noticed the shine of what appeared to be a badge. the blonde was a cop, she subtly turned and made her way past them hoping to avoid the blonde's attention. wherever she was, was definitely small. the sense of community oozed out of the seams in the sidewalk.

not looking where she was going, she ran directly into what she was sure to be the most gorgeous woman she had ever seen. "oh my god, i am so sorry." her arms reached out, steadying the brunette. the woman responded in kind. though, the look on the dark haired woman's face unsettled delia. as if the woman knew cordelia didn't belong. "sorry again, i should really be going." she rushed out with a smile, hoping the blonde officer hadn't heard the commotion.

[infiniitefrequency]

@expositicn liked for a daisy johnson starter:

Daisy stood in front of the smoldering wreckage, letting out a small sigh, before holding up a tiny flash card, reading it in a way that showed it was clearly not committed to memory, "On behalf of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Logistics and Enforcement Division, we apologize for the unfortunate and unforeseen damage to your vehicle/home/property/emotions, and/or loved ones. We are happy to provide you with a number to call where an incident form can be filled out for compensation."

She looked up from the card, flashing a smile, "Company mandated sensitivity training. You know how it is."

[watsonjackpot]

+ @expositicn asked: “You’re in over your head.” — selina <3

+ In the back of her MIND, Mary Jane KNEW that there was an element of TRUTH to those words . It was one thing to BREAK into a place like BEYOND CORPORATION , looking for some kind of SECRET INFORMATION that would DEFINITELY be hidden away , or to OVERHEAR something important that Peter would LOVE to get his hands on.

It was something else ENTIRELY to run into someone ELSE that she could only SUSPECT wasn't supposed to be there .

" ... what makes you SAY that ? "

[urbanoath]

@expositicn › ‘ starter call . . *

tapestries   of   conscience   heavy   upon   lids,   white   straps   embracing   ribs   are   the   first   sight   that   anchor   body   back   to   reality,   the   second   is   a   familiar   silhouette   forming   in   draped   light.   barren,   voice   almost   doesn't   sound   his   own   when   he   speaks,   “   i   thought   you   said   you're   not   a   hero.   ”

[screwhope]

' you have a problem with how i do this, you just keep it to yourself, got it ? ' ( @expositicn ---- regina ! )

❛   THAT'S NOT HOW TEAMS WORK ------ ❜ still , emma bites her tongue ; folds her arms over her chest &* purses pink lips together. ❛   whatever it takes. ❜ she might not be great with taking orders from authority , but . . . well , she trusts regina. somehow. ❛   just ----- be careful. ❜

[ladyintree]

@expositicn said, "people will remember the last think you do."

there’s a part of taissa that has always believed that,  whether she realizes it or not—-   there’s always been a reason for her to keep moving forward,  doing everything she can to bury her past under every new victory she can clench,   so determined to make a new name for herself that she barely knows who she is underneath it all anymore.   which is ironic—  because there was a time when taissa thought she knew exactly who she was going to be ( who she had to be ) and she was willing to do anything to achieve it. she still is, but the picture-perfect life she's crafted herself hasn't exactly come without obstacle. but every time she succeeded, she got greedy— more power comes with consequences.

she was prepared for this, supporters and the opposition willingly picking apart her past now that she's given them the opportunity by putting her name back in the spotlight. but it's also her chance to control the narrative on her own terms, at least she hopes, and she'll do everything she can to make sure she has the last word. it's what she's been desperate for for years. ❝  that's the plan, ❞ she says, like it's obvious, her posture straightening as she smooths down her blazer. ❝  they want to focus on my past, i'm prepared for that. i'm also prepared to show them who i am now. that's what we're doing. ❞

[hcrctic-rebranding]

— @expositicn's agatha ❤ for a one liner | new call

❝Uh, I don't know... maybe because you're a lying bitch!❞