hello my lovely peaches , *puts my clown wig on bcs i’m shy* i’m back at it again, being a greedy bitch and bringing you my second and super fake muse, yeva. remember that part where the darkling’s fake ass pretended to be all nice and wholesome. well, yeva is faker than that. she probably has severe back pain from single handedly carrying all her lies on her back. anyway, i could slander her more but i will probably do that later. if you want to plot please LIKE this post or IM me/message me on discord and i’ll bring some clown shoes and ask for some plotting ( but in.... greedy )
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[ yeva zudina ], an [ twenty-eight ] year old grisha in the little palace. she is a [ tidemaker ] and are known in the little palace as the [ mountebank ]. they are known to be [ adaptable ] and [ devious ] and vaguely resemble [ davika hoorne ].
( okay my soc ass had to make her grow up in ketterdam i’m sorry )
- before yeva knew that she was a tidemaker, she was what one might call an “ordinary” girl in ketterdam. ( as far as anyone can be ordinary in ketterdam )
- as many people living there, she didn’t really have the best time of her life there. her father, well, he was just a name causing an uncomfortable silence whenever one would mutter it. her mother, she tried her best to survive in that hellhole. although, yeva knew how much her did for her, the only person she really could get close to was her step-sibling. ( a wc i’ll elaborate more on when i’m finally requesting that wc). though not bound by blood, they meant the world to yeva and little yeva felt as if she had to protect her from whatever was lurking in ketterdam’s (shady) alleyways.
- despite of her noble intentions, realistically she wasn’t strong. and how so? no one taught her how to protect herself and she was still a child. however, yeva didn’t want to wait around for nothing. instead, she decided to take matters into her own hands and looking back this idea was really stupid, but she wholeheartedly believed that messign with some other kids would be a brilliant way to improve her combat skills ( all my muses have to be stupid at some point i’m sorry, theyre all dumb)
- of course this plan failed terribly ( and instead she was the one getting her ass beaten ). luckily someone witnessed that (comedic) unfortunate scene and helped yeva out. and this somehow became the turning point of her life. yeva, completely awe-struck with the stranger, wanted to know more about him. truth to be told, he didn’t do much and his presence alone somehow scared the kids away ( poor kids almost got into a fight with a grown-ass man) but yeva didn’t really care. turned out he was a drüskelle (retired though (as much as one can), thus he didn’t really have to rely on any grisha “magic”, something yeva really admired.
- long story short, he not only became a mentor to yeva ( who successfully convinced him to show her some “cool” drüskelle tricks) but also a father-figure. yeva really trusted him and his beliefs also became hers. which we might say weren’t exactly grisha friendly. at first she didn’t get why he hated grisha so much, to her they didn’t seem too bad but as time passed his words left a mark.
- however, what actually made her end up despising grisha was a certain incident. as much as this day affected yeva, everything happened within a second. a short moment of exchanged laughter, cruelly disrupted by two grisha. tidemakers ( a cruel twist of irony ) . looking back at it now, yeva figured that these two grisha had a long and unresolved grudge against him ( which wasn’t too surprising with him being a drüskelle) and had their eye on him ever since.
- to put it briefly, yeva was forced to witness the death of someone whom she considered a father to her. yet, fate couldn’t be more cruel on her and it was also the moment her abilities were triggered , and , of course, she turned out to be a grisha as well. make it worse. a tidemaker.
- skipping over all the formalities (bcs this is getting too long) and luck not really being on her side she was brought to the little palace. her mother wasn’t too surprised and knowing that yeva wouldn’t have a future here at ketterdam, she thought that ravka was far more appealing.
- yeva wasn’t happy of course. not only was she forced to be with the people who she despised she herself was one. at first, she refused to do anything at all, she didn’t mind if she were to be punished for her stuborness. no one knew why she was behaving this way, they just shrugged it off as her being a spoiled brat refusing to be useful. yeva, however, didn’t continue to be like this forever and what happened next surpirsed everyone. suddenly, she was eager to train and improved quickly. all they saw was a hardworking grisha but what they didn’t know was that yeva’s intentions weren’t noble.
- instead of wasting her time at pitying and hating herself, she realized that she was at the perfect place to learn everything about her ‘enemies’.
- basically, she has that grand plan of trying to destroy things from within, being the wolf in sheep’s clothing (cutting this short bcs this is getting long again).
personality
- honestly, as i’ve mentioned before she’s fake. and not in that way where she’ll just pretend to smile and go on with her day, she really goes out her way in acting as if she was the sweetest and kindest girl out there. however, everthing she does serves some purpose. she helps you with some training ? she gives you some advice on a personal matter ? she compliments you on your smile ? lets say she doesn’t do it out of kindness. not when you’re a grisha. of course, she isn’t perfect at keeping this act up all the time. and if one pays a little more attention to her actions, they can see her facade crumbling. still, where vika is all about being straight-forward and accidentally hurting one’s feeling without meaning it, yeva is all about sugar-coating when she needs to but also deliberately using one’s weakness against them.
traits ( adding some bcs i want to redeem her a little bit but i also don’t respect her so..)
[+] adaptable, decisive, loyal , observant
[-] ruthless, doesn’t think through consequences, blindly faithful, intrusive
headcanons
- tba ( but i just had to add that yeva prbly wouldn’t hesitate to push someone from the ship when they’d travel through the shadow fold.)
- every time she must do more than simply tolerating grisha, like saying that they’re great she probably loses one year of her life
- trying to keep her reputation yeva is known to give exceptionally good advice
- as much as she despises that “grisha magic” she believes in things like card reading, fortune telling and is quite faithful to the saints (regardless of being grisha or not)
connections
someone who sees through her (shit) facade and unlike everyone else who perceives yeva as that sweet angel, they find her suspicious and doesn’t trust her.
a grisha who is the complete opposite of what yeva think they are and might as well be someone yeva tolerates and might add that 0.1% of character development
listen an unrequited love bcs i’m laughing at the idea that someone might fall for her super fake persona and the more time they spend with her they start to realize that it is just an act.
someone who turns for advice to yeva bcs of her reputation
*sneakily puts my step sibling connection here so if u r intreested hmu ;) but i’ll also request it later but rn i’m too lazy*
HONESTLY EVERYTHING i love angsty and dramatic shit, but i’m super open for other ideas bcs my two braincells need that wonderful input and inspo so gimme all the connections PLS !!! *types this in thirsty for all ur wonderful muses*
❝ 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 ? ❞ saccharine as ever ( if you ignore the foxy little twinkle in wide hues ) , katya’s attention is laser - focused on yeva and the places she most definitely shouldn’t be . there’s 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 to be said for removing rose - coloured glasses , and neither is willing to fall victim to painted charms anymore . ❝ did you get hurt or something ? do you need someone to walk you to the infirmary ? ❞ ( better the 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 you know , than the devil you don’t . )
一 * “ 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅’𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒅 you’re that interested in my schedule, ekaterina. someone must have admired me from afar.” poison wrapped in sickly sweet lies, escape her lips. a brief trace of annoyance passing her features twisted into an affable mien. people would always think she was a rose, but to yeva ekaterina aronova was the thorn, a painfully ardeous thorn in the side ( to be precise ) . “ i did, indeed.” she lied, feigning an invisible injury. a wounded woman always gained sympathy from a foolish crowd and ekaterina just delivered her the perfect opportunity 一 even if her intentions might have been far from that. “ you’re lovely, i think i might need your help, but my kefta is covered with mud but i’m sure you don’t mind.” the smile remained on her lips, almost twitching. maybe covering her death with an accident wouldn’t be too bad of an idea. “ i mean it is not for nothing that i’m a tidemaker, getting it soaked afterwards won’t be the problem. "
“oh you don’t have to,” lidiya argued, though she knew no amount of protesting would deter yeva. yeva was always straightforward and determined. others might say stubborn, but lidiya found it endearing. she went back to work, using a broom from a small closet. laughing softly as she swept, lidiya replied. “yeva you can’t be everywhere at once. plus, you could not have predicted this attack. you have nothing to be sorry for. i’m okay, really. havva saved my life that day.” she hummed, pleased with her little pile of dust and debris. the blonde paused, resting her chin on the top of the broom. “i was terrified.” she smiled after a moment. “ivan- you know him? the guard? well he’s been showing me some things when he’s not on duty. so i’ve been learning small things.” lidiya shrugged her shoulders, but yeva hit the nail right on the head. she didn’t think she was important enough to see a healer. “that’s kind of you to say…”
“ it won’t stop me, though.” a grin twitched her lips, using whatever tool she could find to sweep up the mess. as soft-hearted as lidiya was, yeva considered it a natura response that she’d refuse any help, yet she would stll bluntly ignore her words for lidiya’s own sake. as much as yeva trusted lidiya, sometimes the thought of lidiya not being completely honest with her would weigh on her mind, making her wonder if lidiya was hiding anything from her. of course, she didn’t suspect her of any dubious antics, yet at times it seemed as if lidiya would sacrifice her own well-being solely for the sake of others. for people who didn’t even deserve the tiniest trickle of her kindness. “ still, if not that creature someone else could have hurt you.” she insisted, mildly hinting that lidiya as well shouldn’t trust anyone ( preferably everyone ) at the little palace. fortunately, she was lucky and whoever the girl who’d helped her was, yeva would thank her later. “ i’m sorry you had to go through that, lidiya. anyone would’ve been terrified, even these people who pretend they weren’t. feeling this way doesn’t make you weak. so if you need someone to talk about it, i’m always here to lend an ear. ” her expression softened for a moment before it’d be interrupted by the immediate suspicious that gripped her as lidiya was telling her about some guard. “ ivan ? i don’t know him but how did you two meet ? and are you sure you can trust him ? ” she interrogated. “ i’m not being kind, i’m stating facts. it’s their duty to help you ... if you’re too afraid to approach them i can come with you. ”
And then what!? You never think these things through! This is exactly what happened when you captured the Avatar at the North Pole! You had him, and then you had nowhere to go! I would have figured something out! No! If his friends hadn’t found you, you would have frozen to death!
