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                                                         STRENGTH does not                                                    come from physical capacity.                                               It comes from an                                                       indomitable will.

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                                                         STRENGTH does not                                                    come from physical capacity.                                               It comes from an                                                       indomitable will.

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when you have muse but cant find or make decent caps or find an fc you like

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when you have muse but cant find or make decent caps or an fc you like

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looking for fcs for evie like

can i put your freckles on u and u in that ones dresses & hair styles thank

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                    the kiss she had presented on his hand soothed his NERVES just a little                     bit, though he began to get worried when she set it upon her stomach.                     was she… was she s i c k? a brow was raised just slightly during while,                     and was about to pull his hand away until he felt that tiny bit of move-                     ment. his body FROZE, unable to move as his irises pulled themselves                     up from her stomach to her face.

                                                                 ❛ — are you — ❜ 

                    he didn’t even DARE to finish that sentence because he KNEW what                     the ANSWER would be. he then sat himself back, eyes slightly wide as                     he gazed at her stomach yet again. 

     “ That was worth the agonizing wait. ”

     She looked far too pleased with herself, but it was wrapped up in a very REAL happiness. No reaction she could have imagined was better than the real thing. Nothing she’d tried to imagine was quite right, but she knew it was something she needed to see. Bright eyes remained fixed on his face, wanting to see, and memorise, every inch of his reaction.

     “ I’ve been waiting for her kick to get strong enough... ”

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     The Templar sighed softly and lowered herself onto her knees as she spoke. “ I don’t care. ” Hands wandered, perhaps too much, and came to settle high on the back of Claudia’s thighs. She laid a gentle kiss on the exposed skin. “ And if you don’t want to believe me, just tell yourself it’s not your weight. ” Her eyes drifted up to see Claudia’s face, and then back down to her stomach. “ It’s theirs. ”

“Where the baby is.” She pouts, lifting her shirt up past her mid-drift.

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“Will you still love me when I’m the size of a cow?”

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finally getting back here and i log in again today to the fucking thief on this dash too

im sick and i already feel like a fucking failure rn ofc i needed the cherry on top of that cake

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                    he was HESITANT for some time, eyes locked onto her hand during                     while. a silent sigh left through his nostrils, reaching to take her hand                     with his own. he then placed himself beside her, squeezing her hand                     on and off, shifting his attention to the wall in front of him. he was                     FINE with this, nothing B A D with hold his lover’s hand now was                     there?

     Now what on Earth was that look for? He hasn’t cottoned on, she guesses. Once he seems to have settled she lifted his hand to her mouth and kissed the back of it, lips lingering on his skin for a LONG time. Her free hand smoothed her dress out over her stomach, apparently absent mindedly, before placing his palm there. And then she waited. Only when she started to feel a little movement did her eyes snap up to study his face.

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“I’m beginning to gain weight.”

     She’s silent for a long time, eyes trailing up and down the Assassin’s body. “ And where do you think you’re putting it? ”

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Disregard for right and wrong and social norms. Constantly present, going against societal norms. See outfit. Society would have punished her in various ways, and yet she continues. 

Persistent lying or deceit to exploit others. Lies were an extremely strong theme in her life from toddlerhood. She didn’t lie to her mother so much, but she did lie to her father well into adulthood, and to Arno from the moment she met him. Admittedly, this was to keep him from being exploited, but later he became entangled in her vengeance.

Using charm or wit to manipulate others for personal gain or for sheer personal pleasure. ?

Intense egocentrism, sense of superiority and exhibitionism. Entitlement, particularly with regards to her father and the Order.

Recurring difficulties with the law. Murderer, thief, manipulator.

Repeatedly violating the rights of others by the use of intimidation, dishonesty and misrepresentation. ?

Child abuse or neglect. ? No. But I include this for other reasons. There was a period that could be regarded as neglect on her father’s part, and abandonment as she was sent to school. However, there were also several events that were traumatic on similar levels.

Hostility, significant irritability, agitation, impulsiveness, aggression or violence. Constantly present.

Lack of empathy for others and lack of remorse about harming others. Cannot understand (or stand-) Helene, though she does help her. No remorse for her first -or later kills.

Unnecessary risk-taking or dangerous behaviors. Constantly present. Particularly prominent with regards to Germain and leaving Arno, knowing she was likely to die alone.

Poor or abusive relationships. With regards to Élise, I prefer the phrase ‘lack of emotional range’. It is possible she keeps to Arno for emotional and physical gratification, but unlikely given the language she uses towards him. I think it’s more likely this is stretching the limit of her romantic range, and therefore other, more fiery emotions come first, leading to what could be interpreted as abusive or neglectful tendencies.

Irresponsible work behavior. Élise is so ready to be Grand Master, she wants it, she’ll fight for it... but as soon it’s given to her (albeit prematurely) she disappears and does nothing related to the order for months on end, citing grief.

Failure to learn from the negative consequences of behavior. At school, all reprimands are taken as challenges.

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                              he could feel his body TENSING as he heard his name from right down the hall. why couldn’t she just get up and go to him? oh, right, that’s because she’s pregnant. how could he FORGET that? pen dropped on his open book with a sigh as he removed himself from the chair, wanting to see what elise wanted from him this time. 

          �� you did not have to scream so loud… what do you need? ❞

     What do you need? Of all the questions--                  “ Your HAND. ” No, really. She held out her hand, ready and eager to recieve his. Her other is resting, innocently enough, on her swelling stomach, but very still.

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                                                                             Think of me.                                               As I shall think of you until                                                           we are together again.

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dont hate me i think élise might be a high functioning sociopath

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     “ I am going to find whoever thought it would be a good idea to use my rooms for a bar and make them clean it spotless. The whole place stinks. ”

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pokes head in to say hey i have a new gaming muse and shes lonely help us out ouo