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English isn’t Yeliza’s first language, so when she insults people, it’s strangely creative. Instead of swearing, she once called Tony a "malfunctioning toaster," Peter a "discount action figure," and Bucky a "sentient brick." Her deadpan delivery makes it even funnier — and somehow more brutal. Actual cursing ?? Only in Russian.

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

Seventeen - Sharon Van Etten

hello everyone !! it's been so nice to be welcomed back so. warmly. While I work on updating Eliza's blog here are just some key points for now:

Origins & Backstory

Created in Soviet labs underground Russia during the 1980s as part of a KGB experiment.

Infused with a symbiote organism, she is a symbiote-hybrid.

Originally trained and used as a spy and assassin for the Soviet Union.

Accidentally triggered a symbiote apocalypse during her teenage years, leading to the collapse of her original world.

During the apocalypse, she fell in love with her worlds Bucky Barnes, and the two had a daughter together.

Bucky and their daughter eventually died during a raid.

Over 90 years of survival, she engineered a dimension-hopping device to escape her ruined reality.

Abilities:

Shapeshifting thanks to her symbiote Eliza can alter appearance, form weapons, mimic others.

Bulletproof and stab-proof — her symbiote forms a protective armour layer.

Skilled marksmanship - prefers to use guns over her symbiote

Possesses enhanced strength, speed, reflexes, and endurance.

Can regenerate from injuries at an accelerated rate.

Does not age like a normal human, giving her near-immortality.

Current Mission

Uses her gadget to travel between universes, hunting down symbiote experiments the government has hidden.

Her goal is to eliminate threats before another apocalypse can begin in another reality.

Often works alone, operating in the shadows, sometimes collaborating when a mission demands it.

Anytime someone mentions that she can't kill because they think she has some 'morality' thing going on, I just roll my eyes. Like, bold of anyone to assume that Eliza actually needs to go on some long emotional journey whenever she kills someone. OKAY sure, she doesn't necessarily always use … lethal force, especially when she is working with the Avengers, it's not her call to make. She doesn't lose sleep over the killing. But if she's working alone ?? Then you better say your prayers, and she just might make it quick.

What makes Eliza such an efficient assassin, training and abilities aside - there is part of her that enjoys the hunt sometimes smiling while her target struggles to fight her.

@fifthimpact liked this for a small thing

CAININES  SHARP  ENOUGH  TO  TEAR  THROUGH  FLESH;  now  sheathed  beneath  pink  stained  lips  of  a  rehearsed  smile. ❛   have y'know ... ever considered not bothering me ??  ❜  her  tone  is  curt  yet  her  smile  doesn’t  falter. Her  gaze  swerves  to  take  in  her  surroundings ,  before settling back onto natasha ❛  i'm retired, so the answer to whatever the reason you came here for the answer is no ❜ 

The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭

❝ i’m fine. just... blurry. ❞

❝ how long have i been awake? ❞

❝ i’m not even tired anymore. that’s the scary part. ❞

❝ sorry, what were you saying? i spaced out. ❞

❝ do my eyes look as bad as they feel? ❞

❝ i swear i just blinked. was that a nap? ❞

❝ i think my thoughts are melting. ❞

❝ caffeine is basically my blood type at this point. ❞

❝ i can’t tell if i’m hallucinating or dreaming with my eyes open. ❞

❝ i should sleep. but if i stop, i’m afraid i won’t start again. ❞

❝ don’t let me fall asleep here. seriously. ❞

❝ i’m running on fumes and bad decisions. ❞

❝ every time i close my eyes, it feels like i’m falling. ❞

❝ i forgot what rested feels like. ❞

❝ if i sleep, i’ll miss everything. ❞

❝ i’m too tired to be mad… so congrats, i guess. ❞

❝ i can’t think straight. not with this fog in my head. ❞

❝ my body’s here, but the rest of me checked out hours ago. ❞

❝ sleep is a luxury i can’t afford right now. ❞

❝ i think i’m dreaming. wait... am i dreaming? ❞

❝ my nightmares are waiting for me. i’d rather stay awake. ❞

❝ i need to rest, but resting feels like surrender. ❞

❝ there’s no peace when i close my eyes. ❞

❝ i’m scared to sleep. i’m scared of what’s waiting in the dark. ❞

❝ i can’t stop. if i do, everything falls apart. ❞

❝ don’t ask if i’m okay—just lie with me for a little while. ❞

❝ i didn’t mean to snap. i’m just... so tired. ❞

❝ sleep doesn’t help anymore. it just delays the crash. ❞

❝ the world feels louder when you haven’t slept. ❞

❝ i’m unraveling, thread by thread. ❞

❝ every second awake feels like it’s clawing at my brain. ❞

❝ i’m afraid if i close my eyes, you’ll be gone when i wake up. ❞

❝ i’ve been running on survival mode for too long. ❞

❝ this isn’t living, this is drifting. ❞

❝ sometimes being awake hurts less than the dreams. ❞

❝ i don’t know if i’m tired or if i’m just... done. ❞

❝ my thoughts keep looping like a broken record. ❞

❝ i keep thinking maybe i’ll rest when it’s all over. ❞

❝ i can’t sleep. not when you’re still hurting. ❞

❝ i keep waiting for morning, but it never comes. ❞

❝ my body aches like grief. ❞

❝ i’m holding on. barely. ❞

❝ i’m so tired, i forgot why i started this. ❞

*   ━━━━━━━━━━━━ @ppctts: Send me a 🚶 and I’ll introduce you to an NPC in my muse’s life.

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.

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)