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please consider yeliza kissing your muse 👀👉👈

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"I   dare   you   to   try."

"Do   you   always   get   close?"

"You’re   pushing   my   limits."

"Stop   looking   at   me   like   that."

"I’m   losing   control   here."

"You   have   no   idea,   do   you?"

"I   can’t   resist   you   anymore."

"Stay   back,   or   don’t."

"I   know   what   you   want."

"This   is   getting   dangerous   now."

"You’re   too   tempting   for   me."

"I   shouldn’t   want   this,   but…"

"I   don’t   play   fair,   remember?"

"Careful,   you’re   testing   me."

"You’re   just   making   it   worse."

"You’re   too   close   for   comfort."

"Do   you   always   push   buttons?"

"Stop   before   I   kiss   you."

"You’re   making   it   too   hard."

"I   can’t   stop   thinking   about   you."

"I   want   you   too   much."

"You   know   exactly   what   you’re   doing."

"I’m   not   playing   games   here."

"You’ve   crossed   the   line   now."

"Keep   pushing,   and   you’ll   regret   it."

"This   is   dangerous,   isn’t   it?"

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"Don’t   make   me   regret   this."

"You’re   playing   with   fire."

"You   don’t   know   what’s   coming."

"I   shouldn’t   be   this   close."

"We’re   getting   dangerously   close   now."

"I   can   feel   the   heat."

"Don’t   test   me   right   now."

"I   want   you   too   badly."

"Don’t   make   me   chase   you."

"You’re   distracting   me,   you   know."

"I   won’t   fall   for   this."

"I   want   you,   but…"

"What   do   you   want   from   me?"

"I’ll   never   give   in."

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"You’re   playing   with   my   patience."

"Don’t   make   this   harder,   please."

"I   can’t   stop   this   feeling."

"I’m   already   in   too   deep."

"You   won’t   walk   away   unscathed."

"You’re   walking   a   fine   line."

"I’m   trying   to   stay   calm."

"What   are   you   doing   to   me?"

it should be illegal to work weekends

i  have  a  new  plan    ;    ᵀᴼ ᴳᴼ ᴹᴬᴰ.            ⸻        original  character  written  by  dottie.

𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙴𝙳𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙼𝚈 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙴: 𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙴𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊 ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ɴᴇᴛꜰʟɪx ꜱʜᴏᴡ ꜱ1 x ᴇ4: ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜɴᴇʀᴀʟꜱ

The butterfly effect is crazy bc what do you mean if i hadn't started writing on tumblr I wouldn't have met some of my closest friends (and my literal wife)

mmmm I want more things so like this for a dynamics call and I'll slide into your DMs

Consider yel calling your muse a good boy/girl

𝙵𝙰𝙸𝙻𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚂 𝙰 𝚆𝙸𝙵𝙴

Yel: makes sense, I let my first husband die

yeliza: yeah ... sex is cool, but have you ever fucked the system ???

a reminder to be kind to yourself .  some days just aren’t meant for writing and that okay . writing days will come and they’ll be amazing when they do ,  so please allow your body the time to rest and heal between them and be patient with your brain while you wait for the words to come together .  your work is worth waiting for . 

yeliza wants to know if your muse is an early bird or a night owl ???

Also, a reminder yeliza is a symbiote-hybrid, there is no "other" it is just her

「   RP MEME :  RANDOM DIALOGUE 2.0   」     * change pronouns as needed. based on this generator. 

‘ how about i take you home? ’

‘ who do you fight for? ’

‘ you can relax. we’re safe here.’ 

‘ are you threatening me? ’

‘ i told you to leave me out of this. ’

‘ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ’

‘ you’re leaving already? ’

‘ that sounds dangerous. i’m in!’ 

‘ what do you wish for? ’

‘ you look like you just saw a ghost.’ 

‘ don’t look at me like that. ’

‘ we can just sit here. we don’t have to talk.’ 

‘ you can’t get rid of me that easy. ’

‘ do you want something for the pain? ’

‘ can i have some cash? ’

‘ i know you’re dangerous, but i also know you won’t hurt me.’ 

‘ that’s quite a scratch you’ve got there.’ 

‘ when was the last time you slept? ’

‘ i know who you are. i know what you’ve done. ’

‘ you’re being followed. pretend you know me.’ 

‘ you never should’ve left. ’

‘ i think i’m getting sick. ’

‘ snap out of it! ’

‘ yes i killed them, but i did it for you.’ 

‘ don’t treat me like a child. ’

‘ how does it feel to be in love? ’

‘ surprised to run into you here. ’

‘ how many people have you killed? ’

‘ i didn’t want to come, but i need your help. ’

‘ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here. ’

private,  indie,  selective,  E L I Z A V E T A O S B O R N, M A Y H E M  “ the  reason  i  tell  that  story  is  that  history  mustn’t  forget  that  i’m  the  bad  guy”  of  marvel  comics  earth  982  &&  616.  heavily  headcanon  based  with  some  mcu  influences.  W E B B E D  B Y  Y A M ,   mid-20s ,  she/they.   A  S T U D Y  O N:   loss  of  innocent  ,  ptsd  &&  the  darkness  within

icon update

KILLING EVE - S1, EP 1: Nice Face

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Yelizavetas' Husband: Bucky Barnes of Earth: 982

Yeliza’s Bucky wasn’t built for the world that came after. He wasn’t a soldier. He never held a rifle in some muddy trench. He never got stitched into history with blood. In her universe, he was just a boy who grew up in Brooklyn in the eighties, soft around the edges, stubborn where it mattered. The kind of kid who stayed up too late reading sci-fi books and dreaming about other galaxies instead of wars. Before the world fell apart, he taught astrophysics at the university — filled lecture halls with stories about black holes and collapsing stars, about the universe folding in on itself like paper. He loved it. Loved learning, loved teaching. Loved imagining something bigger than all of this.

He wasn't supposed to survive an apocalypse. But he tried anyway.

When the sky turned black and the cities burned, he held onto Yeliza like a lifeline. Held onto Mila even tighter. He wasn't a fighter, but he fought anyway — not because he was good at it, but because there was no other choice. He taught Mila the names of the stars even when the smoke covered the sky. Told her they were still up there, still burning, even when they couldn’t see them.

He died the same way he lived — trying to protect the people he loved. Yeliza never blamed him. He wasn’t meant to be a weapon. He was meant to be a teacher, a father, a man who kept the memory of the stars alive even after the world forgot them.

Seventeen - Sharon Van Etten

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Yelizaveta && Bucky Barnes' daughter.

Mila Barnes was born in the middle of the apocalypse. Born from an unlikely relationship between Bucky Barnes and Yelizaveta Osborn. She was everything. Yeliza’s whole reason for breathing. Mila had her dad’s soft, blue eyes and her mom’s stubborn jaw, already a little sparkplug before she could even walk. Funny, bossy, so sure of herself. In ways Yeliza admired. Even when everything around them was falling apart, Mila made it feel like maybe — maybe — they could survive it.

But the world didn’t care.

Mila was only five years old when it all finally came crashing down. The symbiote war got worse, the raids more brutal. One night, another camp came for them — and when it was over, Bucky and Mila were gone. Just like that. Yeliza was left behind, with nothing but blood on her hands and a grief she has never gotten past. She doesn't want too.

Send me a 🚶 and I’ll introduce you to an NPC in my muse’s life.

Send me a 🚶 and I’ll introduce you to an NPC in my muse’s life.

In and out of stasis until she was 21. Between helping train widows in the red room and her own assignments/assassinations and upgrades. Really does something to a girl.

hands hands hands hands 🫶

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Maybe we’ve both gone mad.

1899 | The Pyramid (1.06)

im gonna take your thought and fling it into the air team rocket style @matryochka

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SQUARED SHOULDERS DROP SLOWLY; strikes are measured, restrained, her hand a breath away from delivering a blow that would send the other sprawling. Aware of the line between teaching and hurting, holding back just enough to keep the lesson intact.

Sharp inhale as hands lowering back to her sides, her posture relaxes “  okay , if you're sure ?? ” she pauses minutely to grab her water bottle “ lets take fifteen, get some water and we can go over how you're doing so far. ”