#grlkills

[shadowselved]

♡ | @grlkills

It isn’t the first time he’s had to drag her away from trouble, and he decides it’s easier to simply scoop her up and heft her over his shoulder. She can rage all she likes as he strides away, holding her firmly in place. “You’re a stronger magnet for trouble than a kriffing droid.”

[moonshinaes]

" i need some REASONS to live , maybe you could show me some . " / @grlkills​

[justacomedy-archived]

—  ❛  You're an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature. I think I actually like you. ❜  

@grlkills​​

starter call

[meaningful-negativitymoves]

@grlkills asked (ruffle) — to ruffle my muse’s hair playfully / christina and tony !

Tony had invited Christina down to his lab today to see if he could come up with a way for technology to help her control her powers since from what he was seeing she needed a little more help than just a cheering section. He sees her at one of the tables and walks up behind her, making enough noise that she can hear him, he has no intention of being fried by her powers. "How are you doing today kid?" He says as he ruffles her hair.

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@grlkills​ said:  [ AID ]  // 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔠𝔨,  𝔥𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔢.

                ˜”*°•.     It  was all  going  downhills , it  really  was .   First  with the  questions  that’d been  tossed  their way ,  then  with the  complaints  about that  horrible  smell . Issues  that  required attention  before  it was  too  late , before  it  was decided  that  searching the  place  was needed .  Before  it was  concluded  that  putting  the scattered  pieces  of  the puzzle  together  would make  them  look  like  criminals . Keep  a  low profile .  This  was the  only  solution that’d  been  found so  far .  Keep a  low  profile and  decrease  the amount  of  murders . At  least ,  until the  attention  of justice  --  if justice  could  it be  called  -- was  shifted  elsewhere .

It  wasn’t until  he entered  the  barbershop that things  got  worse , though ;  Lizzie .  She was  sitting  there , absolutely  motionless,  absolutely shocked ,  doing  nothing , saying  nothing .  And  he  approached . Approached  trying  to understand  what  had  been  enough to  unsettle  her so  bad .  What had  been  enough to  shock  her to  such  degree .  ❝ What  happened ? ❞  Confusion dressed  his  every word ;  for  he had  never  seen her  like  that before .  ❝ Liz ? Are you  alright ?  ❞  

[ghostinhumanshape]

“͞   There are things that I've done only seen by the ѕυи

    And those things will be buried at my 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊   ”͟

promo by .

[storiedtrickster]

@grlkills​ asked:  “ you. i’ll always and endlessly fight for you. “ / from seychelle !

“Do you know how much bloodshed that might entail? Do you know the sacrifices you would be required to make?” A laugh graced the air, head tilted as Loki glanced to the other woman in silence. Did she truly know how much people lost when they tried to care?

“I can’t ask that of you.”

[hydrasweapon]

@grlkills​ (Masha) liked the starter call (still accepting)

                    Sam asked for his help because there is a series of murders that are linked to Hydra and the KGB, and apparently, Bucky is an expert in this. (Unfortunately.) Plus, the killings seem to be connected to an enhanced person for there isn't a lot of struggle and the victims are huge, quite strong men a lot of the time. Bucky doesn't feel comfortable with it, but he agrees to help Sam anyway and take a look at the crime scenes. He used to be an enhanced killer too, after all; he knows where to look and what might be off. Three men are dead already and they got nothing when Sam calls in to ask him over for investigating another murder in fucking Manhattan. It's in one of these fancy office buildings with marble floors and teakwood furniture. The man sits behind his desk, a single cut of his jugular the cause of death. The air stinks of blood and piss. Bucky looks around for a second, then excuses himself to get some fresh air because this hits a little too close to home.

                    Once he's outside, he fumbles for a cigarette; he's not much of a smoker, but every now and then the sharp taste helps to ground him. Blowing smoke into the air, he looks over to find a girl on the sidewalk. It's hard to gauge the age of kids these days. She could be 12 or 17. "Shouldn't you be in school at this time of day?" he asks. Maybe she saw something if she walks by regularly.