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A Multi-Fandom Yandere blog.

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Yandere Android Sibling JSE:

Jackie’s older brother Angus had disappeared when he was a teenager only to come back years later with his soul bound to a humanoid animatronic. But there’s a problem, Angus can only remember his precious nerdy baby brother that he always had to protect from bullies causing him to track down the now hero & steal him away from his superhuman life, hiding away with him in the facility he woke up in determined to protect his baby brother at all costs even if he had to burn humanity to the ground to do so. And boy was he surprised at what he learned from his little badger once he got him to start talking. Another baby brother to love & protect, a precious little gem he has yet to meet, of course he’s going to collect him too, what with his little badger being scared to leave their gem alone with no one there for him, such a good big brother his little badger was being. He was going to protect them both no matter what, Jackie & Jameson don’t have much of a choice.

Banshee Children JSE:

Henrik had a daughter named Anya who, unknown to him was murdered by his ex-wife after the girl finally stood up for herself against her mother’s & step-father’s abuse, had “disappeared” when she was 15. That was four years ago. Chase had two children, a boy & a girl born two years apart, named Hannah & Samuel who went “missing” around the time of Stacy’s “suicide” two years ago. Anya, Hannah, & Samuel by the time frame of this AU’s focus point are 19, 17, & 15 in that order & are all Banshees. And they all decided that they wanted the chance of a happy loving family that their mother’s cruelty had stolen from them, they always saw each other as siblings anyways. So they track down & steal away with Henrik & Chase to a house in the Banshee’s personal pocket dimension knowing that no human could hurt their family again here & that if the change of scenery is to jarring for their fathers & they try to find a way back to the mortal realm that the dimension’s other residents would scare them into returning home to them.

Healer’s Holding JSE & Yamimash:

For years Antisepticeye & Shadowmash both have been entwined in their love & their lives but something always felt like it was missing until they saw him, Dr.Henrik von Schneeplestein, their missing third. Now they’ll do whatever it takes to have him no matter who or what’s in their way. Henrik doesn’t have a choice.

Shadow’s Hold JSE & Yamimash:

She’s loved Anti since she took him under her inky wings but has let him be because no one else was going to be able to look after Anti’s adorable little human. But now that Seán has the Egos to look after him well, he doesn’t need Anti now does he. And Shadow is coming to take back what is her’s, Anti never had a choice.

Clan of the Eye JSE:

Anti had five children to five fathers, each father being a Septic Ego, who upon finding out about their children with the glitch demon proceed to go yandere for him & their children. After all they can’t lose such a wonderful rarity even for demons, & like hell are they risking losing any of their children again.

Bossatronian Fright JSE:

Bossatronian!Jackie is the last of his kind & he’s fighting against his own instincts to try & save the relationship he accidentally forged with Anti.

Septic Doll JSE:

Henrik, a black market doll maker, takes an interest in the hero Jackieboy Man through the news &, wanting for more money, plans to take the hero to turn him into a doll. Than he saw Jackie in person as his civilian identity, which he found out in his research of the hero, & fell head over heels when he was helped up after Jackie accidentally knocked him over. Now Henrik HAS to have Jackie as his personal doll. Jackie never had a choice.

Forever Seen JSE:

Septiceye Sam not only has a human form but has gone sibling yandere for the septic egos & Anti’s the only one okay with it cause he’s used to it from dealing with them for years seeing how Anti was one of the first egos.

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'Echo Of My Eye' Long Fic Idea

Okay so Bench Trio are the Echos of the OG SBI. Tommy to Wilbur, Ranboo to Techno, and Tubbo to Phil. 

Phil's an Avian hybrid with Death's, Kristen's, blessing and Techno and Wilbur are the pair's demigod children who also have wings. Tommy is also an Avian hybrid while Ranboo is an Ender Dragon hybrid and Tubbo was born human. 

The Bench Trio each has their own reasons for going dark/becoming platonically yandere towards the OG SBI. 

With Ranboo it's because Tommy and Tubbo are part of his Hoard/Cove (family group) which in his mind translates to the OG SBI being the same which means he needs to regain his "stolen" hoard no matter the cost. 

With Tommy it's because he knows if Dream gets to the OG SBI first he'll use the fact that Echos instinctually are unable to let any harm come to their Originators to force the Bench Trio to be minions for his cause and Tommy refuses to be under that bastard's thumb ever again let alone let his flock suffer the same fate he had at Dream's hands. 

And Tubbo, well Tubbo just doesn't want to lose his family again even if he has to keep them locked in a gilded cage. 

I know I want the setting to be at least fantasy adjacent but I don't know the exact roles I want everyone to play. Because the OG SBI has to be important because of how they're tied to Kristen but I don't want to just slap crowns on their heads and call it a day ya know. Also because I don't want to add an entire nation's army trying to find their missing royals and a nation desperately trying not to crumble with the entire royal family missing on top of the main conflict. That I'm currently trying to figure out what I want it to be.

I'm hoping to make this into a long fic, at least ten chapters, but seeing as I don't have all the major pieces in place yet it's gonna take awhile. I am going to duo post it on here and my ao3when I start writing it and I'm willing to take any ideas yall have to fill in the current plot holes in this idea. I'm also gonna give yall the rundown about Echos and Originators before I leave you to go about your business.

Echos and Originators Info

Echos are failed reincarnations with superhuman powers meant to protect the souls that they’re the failed reincarnations of. The reincarnations failed because the soul tried to reincarnate while still in a living body. Echos are fairly rare, about ten to twenty per generation per sentient species. Multi-bound Echos are even rarer. Multi-bounds are Echos that end up being born of multiple failed reincarnations, meaning they get more power to protect more people. 

Echos always have at least one power. The Multi-bound have their powers multiply, the number of powers per person always equals the amount of people bound to the Echo. An Echo's powers only first show up when their Originators, people bound to them, are in danger for the first time in the Echo’s lifetime and it’s only the Originator who’s in danger that power’s show up. Echos also gain any powers their Originators possess.

Echos are always at least one year younger than their Originators but typically are no younger than ten years than their Originators. There is the rare exception but they’re usually one to ten years younger than their Originators. Echos die when all of their Originators are dead, hard to protect someone who’s dead after all. 

Echos also develop a mental bond with their Originators apon first physical contact that let’s the Echo talk to their Originator through their minds and vice versa.

There’s a soulmate clause with Echos that if a pair, or more, of soulmates each have an Echo that, unless it’s old age, so long as one Echo/Originator pair out of the soulmate bond is alive any other members of the bond can be revived no matter how they died.

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There is going to be at least one Hellsing Abridged reference, it's going to be "ya powers are bullshit", and it's going to be Techno saying it.

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'Echo Of My Eye' Long Fic Idea

Okay so Bench Trio are the Echos of the OG SBI. Tommy to Wilbur, Ranboo to Techno, and Tubbo to Phil. 

Phil's an Avian hybrid with Death's, Kristen's, blessing and Techno and Wilbur are the pair's demigod children who also have wings. Tommy is also an Avian hybrid while Ranboo is an Ender Dragon hybrid and Tubbo was born human. 

The Bench Trio each has their own reasons for going dark/becoming platonically yandere towards the OG SBI. 

With Ranboo it's because Tommy and Tubbo are part of his Hoard/Cove (family group) which in his mind translates to the OG SBI being the same which means he needs to regain his "stolen" hoard no matter the cost. 

With Tommy it's because he knows if Dream gets to the OG SBI first he'll use the fact that Echos instinctually are unable to let any harm come to their Originators to force the Bench Trio to be minions for his cause and Tommy refuses to be under that bastard's thumb ever again let alone let his flock suffer the same fate he had at Dream's hands. 

And Tubbo, well Tubbo just doesn't want to lose his family again even if he has to keep them locked in a gilded cage. 

I know I want the setting to be at least fantasy adjacent but I don't know the exact roles I want everyone to play. Because the OG SBI has to be important because of how they're tied to Kristen but I don't want to just slap crowns on their heads and call it a day ya know. Also because I don't want to add an entire nation's army trying to find their missing royals and a nation desperately trying not to crumble with the entire royal family missing on top of the main conflict. That I'm currently trying to figure out what I want it to be.

I'm hoping to make this into a long fic, at least ten chapters, but seeing as I don't have all the major pieces in place yet it's gonna take awhile. I am going to duo post it on here and my ao3when I start writing it and I'm willing to take any ideas yall have to fill in the current plot holes in this idea. I'm also gonna give yall the rundown about Echos and Originators before I leave you to go about your business.

Echos and Originators Info

Echos are failed reincarnations with superhuman powers meant to protect the souls that they’re the failed reincarnations of. The reincarnations failed because the soul tried to reincarnate while still in a living body. Echos are fairly rare, about ten to twenty per generation per sentient species. Multi-bound Echos are even rarer. Multi-bounds are Echos that end up being born of multiple failed reincarnations, meaning they get more power to protect more people. 

Echos always have at least one power. The Multi-bound have their powers multiply, the number of powers per person always equals the amount of people bound to the Echo. An Echo's powers only first show up when their Originators, people bound to them, are in danger for the first time in the Echo’s lifetime and it’s only the Originator who’s in danger that power’s show up. Echos also gain any powers their Originators possess.

Echos are always at least one year younger than their Originators but typically are no younger than ten years than their Originators. There is the rare exception but they’re usually one to ten years younger than their Originators. Echos die when all of their Originators are dead, hard to protect someone who’s dead after all. 

Echos also develop a mental bond with their Originators apon first physical contact that let’s the Echo talk to their Originator through their minds and vice versa.

There’s a soulmate clause with Echos that if a pair, or more, of soulmates each have an Echo that, unless it’s old age, so long as one Echo/Originator pair out of the soulmate bond is alive any other members of the bond can be revived no matter how they died.

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So if I wrote a yandere!Ethan x Karl x yandere!Mia fic would anybody be interested to see it posted on here or would you rather a link be left for the fic on ao3? Cause I know this ship is starved for content.

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Reblog this if you’re polyamorous, searching for a cryptid, trying to communicate with demons, willing to throw a Molotov cocktail at a police car, really want more tattoos/piercings, or just really love nonbinary people.

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Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

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what a good day to remember that butch lesbians (ESPECIALLY trans, poc, and/or fat butch lesbians) aren’t fucking predatory 

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“trans butch lesbian”? More like heterosexual man.

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Picture Perfect Portrait

“I thought we agreed that we’d let Henny wander a bit to get used to our home, no interference whatsoever.” The glitch said from where he was leaning against the doorway. Shadow paid him no mind as she continued the portrait of the doctor napping on the small couch in her studio.

“Not my fault our darling doctor decided to take a nap. I just had to capture the adorable scene before it ended.” She put down the charcoal pencil & reached for the spray-on sealant as Anti walked behind her to see what she captured on the canvas this time. Shadow recapped the sealant just as a soft yawn was heard across the room as Henrik sat up, eyes still closed.

“How was your nap Sternglanz?” The sudden soft voice startled Henrik, eyes flying open to locate it as he reached for the small kitchen knife he snuck into his lab coat. “Sternglanz darling what do you have?” Anti asked, calmly sauntering towards the jumpy doctor, who was sinking himself into the couch out of fear, his tone one of curiosity as his voice feather floated just like before. 

“I kot scared ven you zaid vu'd let me vanter on mein own vith no one elze here, zo I grabbed one of zee kitchen knives to brotect myzelf vith. Bleaze don't hurt me.” He tossed the knife onto the floor as he curled even further into himself, fearing the ones who said they loved him would hit him for his behavior just like she used to do. Shadow gasped in horror as Anti froze in shock.

"Henrik, Sternglanz, no, neither of us are going to hurt you.  How did you even get that idea?" Anti kicked the knife aside as he & Shadow rushed to wrap the shaking doctor in their arms. His sobs muffled in both of their shoulders.

“Marie did it ven ve vere married, zo vy should I expect anything different from you two?” The choked whisper shattered both of their hearts. 

“Oh Henrik, darling love is not abuse, we’re not going to abuse you. We love you.” Shadow kissed Henrik’s temple. “We just don’t know how to show it in a human way.” The three of them cuddled on the studio floor until Henrik was finally calm again.

“Zank vu for schtaying vith me. Ich liebe dich.”

“We love you too.”

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The God’s Bride

@alphaqwerty7 Your commission.

A gasp was all that could be heard through the apartment as a young man jerked upright in his bed. The group all abandoned their mission except for one young recruit. The recruit quickly plunged the sleeping medication into the whiskey he was holding & screwed on the top, giving it a good swirl, before leaving the apartment himself, knowing the man was likely going to go for the whiskey first anyways. The young man got up from bed, grabbed his favorite sports cap from his bedside table, & went to the kitchen to grab a tumbler of whiskey.

The man was too tired to notice that liquor was recently swirled in it's bottle as he poured his whiskey tumbler. He took his tumbler to the living room, knowing he'd not be able to go back to sleep if he tried sleeping in his bed right now, & sat down on the couch where he sipped on his whiskey. He sipped more & more as his eyes grew heavier & heavier, until he passed out just after the last swallow. The tumbler glass rolled out of his hand onto the floor as he collapsed onto the couch below. The glass rolled until it hit the polished sneakers of the recruit who simply smiled as he reached down to pick up the glass from the floor. The recruit reached into his pocket to retrieve his vibrating phone the simple message of ‘Is he out?’ being the only thing to be seen on his screen. The recruit shot back a simple yes before walking up & setting the glass down on the coffee table. He turned to the unconscious male, bending down & picking up the young man bridal style before carrying him over to the fire escape & handing the male off to a senior member of the group & exiting the apartment himself.

Some hours later the young man wakes up with a splitting headache in an unfamiliar room. Did he have another one night stand. No that can’t be it, he remembers going to bed by himself & having that same frighting nightmare of the figure chasing him down a hallway with blood red lighting before nothing. He can’t remember anything clearly after that. What can’t he remember anything clearly after that? He sat up, looking around the room he’s in to jog his memory, blissfully ignoring every red flag being waved in front of his face hoping everything that he was thinking happened was wrong when an unknown speaker blared out.

“Chase Brody.” The man winced at the volume at which his name was spoken. “You have been chosen by our merciful god Calonnog as his bride. The ceremony will begin within the hour.” Wait what the fuck? What was this fucker on about? There’s no way he could be the bride, of all things, of a god, let alone the very god who made everything only to be driven mad by the actions of humanity. There’s no fucking way.

“Oh but there is my morning dove.” A rough voice spoke out of nowhere, sounding as if it was echoing inside Chase’s mind. He jumped, looking around the room in fright. “After all, my followers were very persistent that should I want anything in this realm that I tell them so that they could fetch it for me. And fetch you for me they did my darling bride.” Chase shivered as he felt a phantom touch ghost across his cheek. “See you soon love.” Chase uncurled himself from the ball he became in his fright, stretching each limb as he did so.

Suddenly, two red robed people came into the room Chase was in & stood at the end of the twin sized bed. “The merciful one wants his bride presented to him in his colors, come now we must get you dressed in your bridal robes.” The two cultists each rounded a side of the bed, reaching for Chase with their gloved hands only for Chase to bolt for the invisible door hoping for a ridge on this side to open it. But there was none. Chase rested his head on the door in defeat & let the cultists approach him to dress him for the ceremony. “The merciful one is going to enjoy you star bride.”

The cultists gently led Chase to the connected bathroom where they stripped him down with a bit of a struggle, & washed him head to toe in handmade soaps smelling of daisies, hibiscus, lotus flowers, & tulips. They then gently dried off the bashful man, bringing him back out into the bedroom where a third cultist stood holding a set of black, green, & red robes out to dress him in. Layer after layer their gloved hands dressed Chase in, the silk & velvet of the robes draping gorgeously over his body making him look like a young god himself. 

The door opened revealing three more cult members waiting outside to lead Chase to his unwanted fate. Two of the cultists grabbed Chase by the arms as two went to stand in front of him & two behind him. Leading him out of the room they dragged him through a dizzying maze of hallways to the ceremony chamber where a masked man donning pure black robes stood behind a stone table with straps for the head & limbs. The two in front of Chase moved to the side as another masked man, this time donning green robes, came forward with a gag. The one of the ones behind him held his head fast as the masked individual shoved the gag into his mouth & the other one behind him tied the ends behind his head. They then dragged Chase up to the table & forced him upon it, strapping him down tightly enough to where he couldn’t even turn his head. 

The black robed masked individual then picked up a knife, a creepy hymn dripping from his lips, & cleanly cut both of Chase’s Achilles tendons. Chase writhed in agony as he screamed into the gag, unable to stop the tears pouring down his cheeks from the pain. The man continued his creepy hymn as he pushed down on Chase’s chest, stilling him the best he could. The hymn continued to climb & climb as he pressed harder & harder down on Chase’s chest & as the hymn reached its peak the man brought the knife down from where he had raised it & slit Chase’s throat. Chase’s screams quickly turned into a gargled mess as a light shot forth from his throat as he lunged back up again. The pain worked his body into shock & he fainted, a godly creature without a choice.

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Whos your favorite character to write about?

Right now it's Anti but that's cause I like writing world bending/breaking characters.

-Septik

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Would you wanna do your AU’s for a commission? Cause I really like the heroes rising AU idea. Or would want us to send in our own ideas? Also do you want me to DM you the rest of the details?

Yes you can commission for my AUs, you can send your own ideas too,& yes please.

-Septik

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I think that’s a reasonable price. What are you okay with writing and what won’t you write?

I’ll write:

Smut 

Dubcon

Gore

Death

Story driven child abuse/death

A/B/O

I won’t write:

Ageplay

Animal cruelty 

Besides that I’d don’t have hard limits on what I will or will not write, we’ll just have to see.

-Septik

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I would be happy to commission you!

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Really because I was thinking one US dollar per 100 words written. Is that a bad starting rate? Should I be aiming higher?

-Septik

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Quick Question

How many of you would be interested if I starting doing commissions? Like if you are.

-Septik