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Today’s disabled character of the day is Susie Evans from Valkyria Chronicles, who has anemia

Requested by Anon

[Image Description: 3D model of a girl saluting with her left hand to her forehead. She is wearing a blue militarily uniform and black gloves. She has long blond hair pulled back into braids with a pink bow. Lastly she has blue eyes.]

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Yours for Eternity {Barnabas Collins x OC} Ch.1

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blood is thicker than water

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Liverpool, 1760

It is said that blood is thicker than water. It is what defines us. Binds us. Curses us.

A young Barnabas Collins followed his mother and father onto a boat "Come, my love. Come, Barnabas" Joshua Collins beckoned his wife and son.

For some, blood means a life of wealth and privilege. For others, a life of servitude.

Barnabas stared at a young girl as he walked past her. The girl stared back at him. A hooded woman grabbed the girl's arm. "Angelique, how many times do I have to tell you not to stare at him?" The woman chastised.

When I was but a boy... my father took us to the New World to expand the Collins family empire. We brought English industry to the wilds of Maine... and built a fishing business... the likes of which America had never seen.

One year later, Collinsport was a booming business. Joshua walked with his son along the dock. "A man should take pride in what he builds. But remember, Barnabas, family is the only real wealth. Hm?"

As our business grew, the town of Collinsport grew with it... and we decided to put down permanent roots. We spent the next 15 years building our beloved home: Collinwood. But not everyone shared in our family's success.

Fifteen years later, Barnabas and Angelique had found privacy in a dark room, the only light coming the the peaks in the curtain. They were passionately kissing.

Angelique pulled away. "Je t'aime. Let me hear you say "I love you, Angelique. I want you."

Barnabas stared at her. Angelique stepped away from him. “Angelique...I am sorry, my dear...but you would be hearing a lie"

Angelique did not take the rejection well. You see, the woman was a witch. She was alone in her room, reciting a spell. "Make the high and mighty low. Arrogant creatures, down you go"

Joshua and Naomi Collins were taking a stroll one stormy night. The mood was perfectly set for the doom they would meet that night. They would meet their deaths when a statue had fallen on them.

Convinced my parents' death was no accident... I became obsessed with dark magic and ancient curses.

Barnabas read from a book. "Lo! Above the gates of hell...he found a single letter. A letter proclaiming Satan's true name. Mephistopheles" He ran his fingers over the gold M that was on the page.

But even then, in the depths of my grief, not all was darkness. For I had found my one true love.

"Promise we'll be together forever" Ophelia DuPres asked of Barnabas. The two of them were lovers, despite the fact the Ophelia was betrothed to another.

"God as my witness, Ophelia... I swear it" Barnabas promised. He sealed that promise to her with a passionate kiss.

Of all the servants I could have spurned... all the hearts I could have broken... I got the one with the secret. I got the witch.

Angelique watched with no emotion as the two of them kissed. But Angelique wasn't the only one who caught them. Ophelia's fiance, Jonathan Hargreaves. He watched with burning anger as his wife to be kissed another man. Ophelia belonged to him. Not Barnabas. Angelique had managed to spot Jonathan in her peripheral vision. She grinned evilly to herself. She could use his own spurned emotions to her advantage.

That night, Angelique had lured Jonathan into her room that night. She placed him under a spell. "If she doth chooses another, then you must make her pay. By all means necessary" Her sultry whisper spoke in his ear. "Kill her in front of the man she betrayed you with"

Caught in Angelique's spell, Jonathan had taken my beloved Ophelia towards Widow's Hill... where many a despondent soul had leapt to their death.

Barnabas rushed to save his Ophelia from her fate. "Ophelia!" He called her name as he ran. He came to the hill where he saw Ophelia being held by Jonathan. He held a knife to her throat. "Please, let her go!"

"Help me" Ophelia pleaded desperately.

"If I can't have her, then no one can!" Jonathan declared. He dragged the blade across her throat. The stainless steel was stained by the crimson liquid. Ophelia's body went limp. Her body was thrown off the cliff by Jonathan. Barnabas looked over the cliff and watched as her lifeless body hit the rocks below.

Since the deed was done, Jonathan had becom broken from his spell. He looked at the knife in his hand. When he saw it was stained with blood, he dropped it. "What have I done!?" He cried when he realized. "I've killed the love of my life!" With that, he ran.

Barnabas did the only thing he could do now. He wasn't going to live without Ophelia. He took a leap off the cliff. "Ophelia!" He shouted her name as he fell. He hit the rocks but he didn't die. He was still moving and breathing. He looked at Ophelia's body. The water had washed away the blood that was on her neck.

No, Barnabas Collins wasn't dead, but rather he was undead. He looked up at the cliff where Angelique stood. "What have you done?!" He screamed at her. Barnabas watched in horror as he nails grew sharper and his skin turned paler.

Angelique had cursed me to be a vampire... so that my suffering would never end. As for Jonathan... he never faced any punishments for what he do to Ophelia... nor did he live with the guilt. Angelique took care of that... Ophelia's sister, Josette, was too taken with grief, that she jumped off the same cliff where her sister died, so they could be together again.

One day, when Barnabas had opened the door, he was greeted to angry townsfolk carry torches and pitchforks. "There's the monster!" Angelique, who was in front, pointed at him. "He killed the DuPres girl and threw her body off the cliff!" The townspeople grabbed Barnabas. They all followed Angelique as she lead them into the forest.

Resolved that I would never belong to her... Angelique turned the townspeople against me... and condemned me to suffer my anguish alone in the dark

The townspeople had but Barnabas in a chained up coffin. They lowered it into the hole they had dug in the ground. All the while with Barnabas pleading, banging against the coffin. "Let me out! Let me out, I say!"

...for all time.

Angelique watched with a pleased smirk as the coffin was buried.

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‘The Bachelor’ couple Clayton Echard and Susie Evans planning to stop living together and move to separate states

The Bachelor couple Clayton Echard and Susie Evans have revealed they’ve decided to stop living together and will be moving to separate states. Clayton revealed the couple’s plans during a recent interview on Amanda Hirsch’s “Not Skinny But Not Fat” podcast. “Currently we are in Virginia Beach [living together], but our next step actually is, I’m moving to [Scottsdale, AZ], and she’s going to…

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Yours For Eternity {Barnabas Collins x OC} Ch.2

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fresh start

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1972

A pair of two sisters sat beside each other on a train. The both of them were ready to start new lives, but both for very different reasons. The younger sister stared out the window and the oldest held onto a little piece of paper. She peered down at the piece of paper.

GOVERNESS WANTED

FOR

PROMINENT MAINE FAMILY

"We're going to need new names" the oldest spoke.

The youngest glanced over at a poster. The name on it stuck out to her. "How about Winters?" She suggested. "I'll be Victoria"

The oldest thought of a name. "I've always like the name Amelia"

"Hello. My name is Victoria Winters" the youngest tried out. "Please, call me Vicky"

"And I'm Amelia Winters" the oldest tried. "Please, call me Amy"

Pretty soon their train ride was over and now they had to rely on hitchhiking to reach their destination. A van of hippies had picked them up. The blonde hippie was staring intently at them. "So, where are you from Veronica and Annie?"

Victoria smiled. "New York. And it's Victoria"

"And Amelia" Amy corrected.

"And it's Victoria and Amelia" the blonde hippie laughed. "I love these chicks, man!"

"New York's a trip, huh?" one of the male hippies asked them.

"I guess" Amelia answered solemnly.

"What about you?" the hippie who was driving asked. "What brings two New York girls out to the sticks?"

Victoria and Amelia both stared at each other. Victoria was the one to answer. "An old friend"

The hippies dropped off Victoria and Amelia in front of Collinwood Manor. The two of them looked upon the dark building. "Are you ready, Vicky?" Amelia asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be, Amy" Vicky answered. The two of them joined hands, grabbed their luggage and made the trek to Collinwood Manor.

They finally reached the house. It looked rundown on the outside. The yard wasn't very presentable, and the pumpkins in the pumpkin patch looked dreary. They approached the front door. Amelia was the one who knocked. A man answered.

"Hello, I'm Amelia Winters" she introduced. "This is my sister, Victoria"

The man looked at them. "Congratulations"

"We're here to see Ms. Stoddard about the governess position" Victoria explained.

"Oh, yeah" the man nodded. "Been expecting you" He motioned for the two sisters to enter. "Come on. Sorry I didn't grab you down at the station. Damn wagon's been acting up" The man complained. "Miss Elizabeth won't spend the money to get her fixed"

The sisters were in awe of the house. The outside wasn't much to look at, but inside it was something else. "It's beautiful" Victoria spoke in awe.

The man scoffed and rolled his eyes. "A bitch to dust is what it is. This place was designed for a staff of a hundred. Now they got a staff of me. Me and Mrs. Johnson" He motioned towards the elderly woman who was asleep in a chair. "She's about as useful as a bucket without a bottom"

"Still, not every family has a house like this" Amelia spoke.

"Or a whole town named after them"

The man looked at them, confused. "Come again?"

Amelia stared at him. This man was the groundskeeper and he didn't know the town was named after the family? "Collins. Y'know, as in Collinsport"

"Never got that" the man said. He continued to take the girls through the house.

They stopped in front of a beautifully painted portrait of a man. The portrait intrigued Amelia. "Who's that?" she asked. The man looked up at the portrait. "Barnaby, maybe. Something with a "Barn" in it. One of the real important ones from way back. Back when they were rich, rich people"

"Barnabas" A woman's voice spoke. The three turned to see a beautiful blonde woman standing atop the stairs. "His name was Barnabas Collins" She descended the stairs and came to stand in front of the portrait. "And he was the finest man this family ever knew" She turned to the two sisters and smiled. "Welcome to Collinwood"

Elizabeth Stoddard wanted the girls to follow her, so that's what they did. She explained about the house and the other members of the family. "You'll have to imagine us on a better day. The house has some 200 rooms...most closed off to save on heating. We don't even go in the old wing anymore" She eventually brought them into a cozy little room. "Sit" Elizabeth motioned towards the couch. Amelia and Victoria sat down. Elizabeth continued. "There are only seven of us, after all. My daughter, Carolyn, and I. My brother, Roger, and his son, David. Willie, who you've met. Mrs. Johnson and Dr. Hoffman... who I suspect is sleeping off one of her legendary hangovers"

Amelia asked. "And where is David's mother, if you don't mind us asking?"

Elizabeth's face saddened. "Laura was lost at sea... when David was 5. He's had a rather difficult time accepting her passing. I brought Dr. Hoffman here to work with him for a month. That was three years ago" She paused, taking a seat in the chair opposite to the sisters. "There are just a few questions, if you don't mind... that were not on the application"

"Of course" Victoria nodded.

"How do you girls feel about the president?" Elizabeth asked her first question.

Amelia and Victoria looked at each other, smiled, then back to Elizabeth. Amelia answered for them. "Never met him"

"The war?"

Victoria answered this one. "We don't watch television"

"Do you think the sexes should be equal?"

Victoria snorted. "Heavens, no"

"Men would become unmanageable" Amelia finished.

Elizabeth smirked, pleased with the sisters' answers. She liked them so far. "I think we'll get along just fine, Ms. Winters and Ms. Winters"

"Please, call me Vicky"

"And me, Amy"

~

Elizabeth decided to introduce the two sisters to her daughter, Carolyn. She brought them to her room. Carolyn was sitting inside with her backs turned to them, listening to Iggy Pop. "Carolyn" Elizabeth tried getting her daughter's attention. "Carolyn, this is Ms. Winters and Ms. Winters"

Carolyn got up from her chair and walked over to them. She leaned against in the doorway. "You two from New York?" She asked the sisters.

"We are" Amelia nodded.

"What's Manhattan like? I'm going to live there when I'm 16"

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "Carolyn has a fantasy that I'm going to allow this"

Carolyn glared at Elizabeth. "And Mother has a fantasy I won't run away if she doesn't" She turned her attention back to the sisters. "So you two are here to babysit the loony?"

"What have I told you about using that word?" Elizabeth warned.

"We're here to teach David" Victoria clarified.

Carolyn laughed. "Good luck. None of the others have made it past a week. Ms and Ms Winters"

"Please, call me Vicky"

"And Amy"

Carolyn slammed the door in their faces.

~

It was dinner time. Elizabeth had Amelia and Victoria sit together at the long dinner table. Elizabeth sat at the end, displaying her position as head of the family. Carolyn put on a Donovan record and started dancing. A man with blonde hair walked into the kitchen, and immediately started barking orders at Willie. "Chop-chop, Willie, I'm starving. And God help me if it's another bone-dry pot roast..." He paused when he noticed the two sisters. "Who are they?"

"Ms Winters and Ms Winters, this is my brother, Roger" Elizabeth introduced. "Roger, Ms Winters and Ms Winters, are to be David's new governesses"

"Please, call me Vicky"

"And me, Amy. It's nice to meet you"

Roger nodded, not really caring. "Yeah. Yeah. Nice to meet you"

"You're a liar" A woman's voice called out. Victoria and Amelia turned to see a redhead woman that had entered the dining room. She held a glass of whisky in her hand. "I can tell, you know. Just from a person's face" The woman sat by Victoria. "Yours says: I might look sweet and innocent, but I have secrets. Secrets that'll make the hairs on your arms stand straight up" The woman then looked to Amelia. "And yours says: I can't face my problems, so I'd rather run from them"

"Leave them be, Julia" Elizabeth told the woman.

"You're the doctor" Amelia inferred.

"Yeah. And you're "the nannies," Julia pointed at Elizabeth. "And she's "the bitch." How do you ever expect us girls to advance if we keep reducing each other to labels?"

"So, Vicky, Amy" Roger spoke up. "Where'd you co-- CAROLYN!" He screamed at his niece. She stopped dancing and looked at him. "Will you please turn that noise down?" Carolyn stopped the music and angrily stomped over to her seat.

Victoria noticed something standing behind Roger. Elizabeth sensed it too. "David, this is Vicky and Amy" She said to the figure. "They're going to be your new governesses"

A boy, no older than eleven or twelve, removed the white sheet he was wearing. "You ruined it!" The boy complained. "I was gonna scare them" The boy sat next to his father, and across from Amy.

"Damn it. What have I told you about cutting holes in the sheets?" Roger scolded David. "Those are Egyptian cotton"

David looked down at his food. "I was gonna scare you" He said to Victoria and Amelia. He looked up at them. "Were you scared?"

The sisters smiled at each other. "Terrified beyond relief" Victoria said.

"You had me shaking in my boots" Amelia added. David smiled. He liked these two. He hoped that they would stick around.

Carolyn scoffed. "You don't have to be nice to him just because he's nuts, you know"

"Carolyn" Elizabeth warned.

David looked down again and muttered. "Carolyn touches herself. She makes noises like a kitten"

"David"

"You little shit!" Carolyn snarled.

"Carolyn! Enough both of you!" Elizabeth said sternly.

"If I may, what's the family business?" Victoria asked, trying to break the tension.

"Seafood, Ms. Winters" Elizabeth answered. "We had a large cannery in town. We still own a few fishing boats. Rusty old boats that no one will hire"

"And David's mother's at the bottom with one of them" Carolyn snarked.

Elizabeth glared. "Carolyn, go to your room"

Carolyn was fed up and shot out of her seat. "Everybody in this house tiptoes around him, but no one cares how I feel!" She angrily stomped out of the dining room. Everyone could hear her bedroom door slam shut. Elizabeth's eyes closed and she sighed.

David frowned. "She didn't die. She can't"

"Enough, David" Elizabeth calmly but firmly said. "Yes, David believes his mother has some kind of...cyclical immortality"

"Fascinating, really" Julia remarked.

"I feel her. She talks to me. All the time" David explained.

"Well..." Victoria started. "I think ghosts are just people who've moved into a slightly different dimension than ours. And I think some people just have antennas strong enough to pick them up"

Amelia smiled. "She's right, you know. There's actually scientific evidence to support..."

Elizabeth stopped her. "Thank you, Ms Winters and Ms Winters" Though, she couldn't help but grin to herself. Perhaps she had made the right choice with the Winters sisters. All the other governesses were either scared off by David, or he became too much work for them. But, these two seemed different. Hopefully they would be here to stay.

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Parenthood 🐣

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Slasher Signature Headcanons (PT.2)

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba’s...okay their handwriting is virtually unreadable. The example below is their absolute best. They also often misspell their own name, having to ask his brothers for help. He’s never needed to sign anything before! But the flowers are a nice touch.

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas knows how to read & write. He just doesn’t like to, pens feel awkward in his hand. The difference between him & Bubba is that he went to school, so he actually can write. His signature is still very messy but he tries his best to keep the letters on the line as much as possible. He can’t write on pages without lines, his sentences will slant and get messy, which frustrates him. He doesn’t write often but he does journal every now & then! He misspells things a lot though.

Billy Lenz

Billy’s handwriting is erratic, just like he is. He doesn’t use capitalized letters, not for any particular reason, it just doesn’t. While it’s handwriting can sometimes be perfectly readable, his random muscle spams sometimes cause a complete mess of a letter. He doesn’t write very much anyway. 

Danny “Jed Olsen” Johnson

Danny’s always had pretty good penmanship. He’s a journalist after all! His notes in school were always clean & even pleasing to the eye. He’ll never stray from a line & it’s very rare to see them misspell anything. For the sake of appearances, they change their handwriting when writing as Jed. Jed’s handwriting is curlier, more into cursive, and a bit messier. The messiness is caused by Danny being unpracticed with cursive. He honestly prefers print whenever possible.

Evan MacMillan

(Pre-Entity) Does Evan know cursive? Yes, but he hates it. Whenever they taught it in school it made his hands cramp & it always becomes virtually unreadable. His lettering sometimes has a slant from how he holds pens & he doesn’t give a shit about lines. He, however, learned to make his writing a bit nicer when he realized he sometimes couldn’t read his own directions on old blueprints. He’s also naturally heavy handed.

Philip Ojomo

(Pre Entity) Phillip’s always had a bit of flowy lettering. It hold pens delicately and it’s hand moves quickly. When asked to take away any of the curly parts of his signature, he actually struggles. Writing his name this way is basically muscle memory.

Frank Morrison

Frank’s best handwriting is bad & his normal handwriting is utter trash. His teachers could never read his notes & half the time he’d forget to write down complete words in some sentences. Because he doesn’t care! He doesn’t write things, he’d rather just speak. 

Susie

(Featuring my last name headcanon) Susie’s pen pressure is always smooth and careful. She’s an artist so she has an advantage. Sometimes she’ll try to make it prettier, add some flair, but she usually ends up hating how it looks. It’s easier to make her handwriting clean. She’s very good at bubble letters because her style is already so rounded. As for the cat? There’s no reason for it, she just thinks it’s cute.

Joey

(Featuring my last name headcanon) Joey writes in all caps for some reason, but his lettering is fairly clean. He could make it nicer if he tried. However, his letter sizing is a crime. His handwriting is super tiny! It works out when he needs to take long notes with limited page space, but it’s super hard to read if you don’t bring the page super close to your face. His handwriting is a menace to people with vision issues & dyslexia.

Julie

(Featuring my last name headcanon) Julie’s never considered her handwriting to be anything special. She only adds some flair to the J, then the rest of her letters are rather plain. She has a decent pen pressure but she grips pens/pencils like her life depends on it. She always ends up with wrist cramps because of it.

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The Bachelor, The Bachelorette, Bachelor in Paradise, Bachelor Pad, and The Bachelor Winter Games have formed over 50 Bachelor Nation couples over the past two decades, however only about 20 couples actually still remain together today. The Bachelor debuted in 2002, and this year’s season — the show’s 26th edition — ended with Clayton Echard and Susie Evans dating but not engaged in March. The…

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More Incorrect Quotes from FNAF!

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Andrew, having just lost his glasses: “KILL THE BUG!” Cassidy: “...Brother. Dearest brother beloved. That is a gecko.”

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Elizabeth: “OH, WELL PARDON ME FOR MAKING MYSELF COMFORTABLE DURING A SINCERE HEART TO HEART DISCUSSION WITH A DEAR COMRADE IN NEED. BUT THE TIME HAS COME FOR ME TO CEASE STRADDLING THIS DEEPLY OFFENSIVE PIECE OF FURNITURE THAT HAS DEFIED ME SO BLASPHEMOUSLY!”

Elizabeth, chucking the chair out the window: “AWAY, AWAY! BEGONE WITH YE, YOU FOUR-LEGGED TEMPTRESS! DISTRACT US NO MORE WITH THE MOST PRIMORDIAL AND UTILITARIAN FORM OF COMFORT YOU DOTH SUPPLY TO ALL HUMANITY!”

William: “...Elizabeth just threw a tantrum about a chair.”

William: “I just won Elizabeth Tantrum Bingo.”

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Evan: “Gender roles are naught but a social ideal you fools bound to mortal flesh continue to worship and consequentially fuel. I’ve long since severed ties to such petty and trivial restrictions.”

Elizabeth: “...Is that why you’re wearing one of my tutus?”

Evan: “An oversimplification of the truth behind my actions. But yes.”

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Elizabeth: “How do you do these kinds of things so easily?”

Michael: “I’m fearless.”

William: “I saw you run from bees yesterday when I was trying to exterminate the hive in our front yard. You flailed around and tripped over a fire hydrant. It was both hysterical and pathetically sad to watch.”

Michael: “...I’m MOSTLY fearless.”

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((if the missing kids were reincarnated into the present era as close childhood friends)):

Gabriel: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?  

Jeremy: >:O language  

Susie: Yeah watch your fucking language  

Fritz: OKAY WHO TAUGHT SUSIE THE FUCK WORD?  

Cassidy: 'The fuck word'.  

Charlie: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time  

Susie: Oh my god she censored it  

Cassidy: Say fuck, Charlie.  

Susie: Do it, Charlie. Say fuck.

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Michael: “I am a creation of God to be feared.”

Michael: “I put the ‘sexy’ in my dyslexia, and nothing is hetero about me- not even my chromia.”

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Gregory to Vanessa out of genuine curiosity: “Oye, Michael, what happens if you press the breaks and the acceleration in the car at the same time?”

Freddy: “What- that’s extremely risky, please don't d-!”

Vanessa, jokingly: “The car takes a screenshot, I suppose.”

Freddy:

Vanessa:

Freddy: “...Let me call your therapist again.”

Gregory: "Yes, provided they had not been brutally slaughtered in a pool of their own mangled body like the last ones had been."

Freddy:

Gregory:

Freddy:

Gregory:

Freddy: "...I'm sorry- what?"