#yandere acheron

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bon appetit. yan!acheron and black swan

Somewhere down the line, Acheron and Black Swan had made an alliance.

It was a strange thing, really, and something no one had ever expected. Even stranger, maybe, was what they formed an alliance over. Or who. Not that you knew about this.

You find yourself seated across from Acheron and Black Swan at a round table, shaded by a funny little umbrella as if the weather ever soured in the Golden Hour. Acheron has her chin in her head. Black Swan selects a menu with an elegant finger.

Both of them are staring into your soul.

At least it sure feels that way. You shift self-consciously in your seat. Acheron might be trying to absorb your cells through the power of her vision. Black Swan... maybe trying to x-ray your wallet and see how much you were carrying. You couldn't really tell - reason enough to avoid that weirdo called Aventurine.

"So, darling, what do you want to have?" Black Swan asks sweetly, resting a hand lightly onto yours. You wriggle out from under it, going to take the menu from her as an excuse.

"Errr." You run a finger quickly down the list. In truth, feeling both women's gazes on you, you can barely breathe let alone make a decision. But at least you've been here often enough to know what you like. "Maybe just a Floatdisc Burger."

"Oh." Black Swan sounds disappointed, somehow. Acheron shifts her gaze away for the first time since you'd sat down.

"I'll go order," Acheron volunteers, to your surprise. She gets up, elegantly concise, and walks off.

You can feel the weight of Black Swan's gaze on you again, and finally you can't stand it anymore. "What are we doing here?"

She seems surprised at the question. "Doing? Why, can't friends hang out and enjoy the view?"

She gestures out at glittering, glowing Penacony. Revellers mill like tiny ants in the streets, their laughter and chatter drifting up to you both.

You swallow down a bitterness in your chest, though you can't pinpoint why.

You'd met Acheron first, wandering the halls of the Reverie, looking clearly lost. She'd frozen upon seeing you, trying - and failing - to pretend that she didn't need any help, but you'd ended up taking her to the lobby anyway. A mysterious figure, certainly, but she'd struck you as kind in some way, and you'd both parted ways amiably.

Then you'd bumped into Black Swan on the street soon after meeting Acheron.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," she'd said in that musical voice of hers, reaching out a gentle hand to steady you. With the veil over her head, she looks more like an ethereal angel than an enjoyer of the Golden Hour. But the two of you part ways too with no further incident.

Acheron seeks you out again a few days later - on purpose this time, waiting in the lounge near your suite. This time she isn't lost but she pretends she is, and it's so amusing that you go along with it and take her around Golden Hour to see the sights.

Then you both chance upon Black Swan during your outing, and from then on, you could say, was history.

Acheron returns from the counter. "The food might take a while. It's pretty crowded in there."

She looks from your face, to Black Swan's, your head turned aside and your lips pressed into a thin line. Black Swan blinks innocently at her.

"What? What were you guys talking about?"

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Hailo ^^. How you doin? For the request can I please have poly yandere Black Swan and Acheron x gn reader headcanon?

Black Swan and Acheron, my two hot mommies that haven't left my team yet lol and I'm doing good! Thanks for asking <3

Warnings | poly relationship, Yan!Black Swan x Reader, Yan!Acheron x Reader, kind of a short story in headcanon style, grammatical errors, etc.

It all started ... with a dance.

You thought nothing of it at first when a beautiful lady held her hand out to you.

Though, it did startle you when she introduced herself as a memokeeper.

"Black Swan"

She said her name was.

And when she pulled you into a dance effortlessly so, you had yo desperately fight the the red hot fire that you felt on your cheeks, ears, neck.

She asked if you were ok, saying how you looked a bit flushed.

You blamed it on the heat in the ballroom. (That was lie, you were just embarrassed on how such a beautiful lady was dancing with you.)

"May I join in as well?"

You felt a gentle yet firm hand fit and mold itself against your hip and pill you into another embrace.

'I must be dreaming,' was what you thought as another beautiful lady took you into her arms.

She introduced herself as Acheron.

And throughout the dance, you couldn't help but to notice you had two dance partners instead of one, and it became obvious that the two new each other.

Were they friends? Maybe something more?

You couldn't dwell on it for long as the dance got faster, rougher. You couldn't deny the fast beating of your heart.

You couldn't deny the feel of a blade pressing against your neck despite one not being there.

You couldn't deny that the dance was something more than what meets the eye.

And the moment the song ended, you were held in a dip.

Acheron's arm held you perfectly still as Black Swan was knelt on the ground kissing your outstretched hand.

"Simply beautiful. No matter how many dances we chase you in, you always know how to mesmerize us"

"How many ... how many dances you chase me in?"

"Oh dear," Black Swan said, a teasing smile gracing her lips as she got up from her knelt position. Achero. Swiftly following suit as she pulled you up into a standing position.

"It seems our dear lover here has a even worse memory than you, Acheron."

Acheron moved a Stray hair from your face. Her fingers would graze your cheek, almost lovingly.

"Some say fear causes people to forget. Others say it's trauma."

Black Swan hummed in response as she held your hand, Acheron grabbing the other as they led you off the ballroom floor.

"I wonder...," Black Swan began, "is it fear or trauma that causes you forget?"

Your heartbeat quickened.

And Acheron spoke up next, "does it matter? We found her, so let's just start over again."

I did say it all started with a dance, didn't I? Who knew that it would end with one too, heh.

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Thick-skulled, thick-skinned.

Yan!Dr.Ratio x reader x Yan!Acheron

TW: Yandere content and all that comes with that (gore, violence, obsession, ect), biting, fighting and bickering between yans—viewer discretion is advised.

So these two seem like unlikely pairs right? But honestly I think they have the same time—the emotionally intelligent type!

Veritas gets to you first actually—he clocks you as a member of The Express and becomes intrigued as you’re calming down PomPom. It’s something that just barely catches his attention—honestly it would be but a footnote in his thousands of thoughts if it wasn’t for seeing you do so again with other people around this place…

All whilst making a fool of yourself.

See you may not know what you’re talking about in calming down say…a student of his from a bad exam grade that they aren’t used to—it’s clear from your approach that you don’t know the material but somehow you’re able to calm them down anyway so they can see where they went wrong themselves—at least partially so…

That’s when he realizes he has been watching your approach to people and finds it utterly fascinating and yet idiotic how you are.

Just as he does—you’re off to Penacony!

That’s where Acheron catches you…

See Acheron does not know how to open up their heart ever or again…and yet, in the same breath she cannot help but stare at your visage as if the warmth and gentle feel you have radiates off of you.

When she first catches why such a thing can come from your very image, she sees you navigating a conversation with a very upset looking girl—eventually leading to her calming down for a moment and becoming excited over something—likely a new toy or some sort of treat.

She can’t comprehend both how and why you did that—so she watches over you, then it becomes justifying continuing watching over you even when you think you’re alone or not interacting with others—after all she has to keep you safe and in case you do gain an interaction, and then she just never wants you to leave her sight just in case danger happens when she just isn’t there so she continues watching…until not even she realizes she is obsessed.

Too bad Ratio is just on her tail

—

You were making coffee in the little room you had confined yourself in for the day—of course you loved going out and enjoying the day within Golden Hour…but you needed a mental health day—your energy was getting the best of you.

See—it was getting harder to rest when it wasn’t entering this dream. Always feeling like eyes were upon you…even as you kept your eyes glued shut you just couldn’t seem to really sleep for very long. Sure you got an hour or two as finally your eyes being shut for so long forced your brain to let you sleep but it was hardly enough…

Perhaps that was simply what it was like here—honestly you were just surprised that you needed sleep in the first place with being in a dream most of your days. But at least the confines or a room in here were far better than that other room where your body decided to rest.

You had just taken a sip of this dreamy coffee when it felt like a jolt of your mind and soul had brought you out of water—and not just a pool either, like you were dragged from an ocean in but a split second.

You expected to see March or Himeko—maybe Welt even…but golden eyes stared back at you—you recognized this man, Dr.Ratio. He had once been but a figure of intimidation in your life as it seemed he found you as nothing more than a nuisance and perhaps even less—but slowly as he saw you more as a person and not as just a being in the situation, circumstance, and general vicinity he was in he had become somewhat your friend. He clearly needed someone to talk and rang to himself and you provided that—always such a good friend to help…even if sometimes he called you an idiot or an imbecile. He seemed hard-pressed about something and held your arm tight in his hand.

You would freak out, but your immediate reaction to do so had long been suppressed as you quickly assessed the situation. Something was wrong, and he was going to explain it whether or not you asked—so it was better to start making things calm now by getting the situation in order.

“Is anyone hurt? Is everything alright?”

His brow was furrowed as he made a “tsk” sound and quickly pulled you up as he walked you down the hall to explain. You were always too good at keeping calm even when someone was taking your body and dragging it off like it was nothing more than a pebble on a string.

“You haven’t been getting my messages, so I went to check up on you only to see a woman with a weapon exit your room before I could get down the hall. So, obviously for your safety, I’m seeing to it you are located elsewhere until the threat is found and neutralized.”

Panick set in as you listened to his words—he was straight forward and left no room for you to argue. But even still you tried.

“What about the others—“

A quick cut off like chalk hitting a blackboard—he was prepared for this question.

“They are being informed by others, worry not. I wouldn’t be so idiotic to leave them behind.”

You believed him as he continued to drag you out of the vicinity. All seemed well for a moment until a shade of purple whip close to you and you felt the driving force of someone else tug you back out of the man’s grip—the edge of a sword just barely in your view as most of your vision was blocked by a hand.

A familiar and yet unknown voice rang in your ear in an instant as arms held you tight…and yet so gently, like the chains of slumber as you barely wake up on a soft pillowy bed.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

—

Actually living with the two of them is quite a challenge.

After their initial fight, which you were carefully taken care of to be unconscious for, they came to an agreement to share you. So, they both had to move themselves and you to a secure living location.

You being so emotionally intelligent can be damaging as both can easily be turned against the other in this situation, so, to keep that from happening they have to convene once a week on what you told them, even if it was meant to be a secret.

Acheron is with you most of the day, honestly she’s silent but she will teach you self defense if you beg nicely enough. She will accompany you to perform daily tasks and be the one you confide in the most just as she latches to you for her own sanity. She’s far easier to talk to and handle as she will be less willing to tell Ratio everything so long as it doesn’t pose a danger to you or herself—and so long as you don’t ask to leave.

If you do she’s willing to let things slip to teach you a lesson.

However she could never herself physically harm you…

Until it’s late at night, when she’s holding your back to her chest and she’s having night terrors again. She needs something to remind her you’re there and you won’t leave her…

So she bites—hard enough to leave a mark for the morning and to leave a mark to trace her fingers over as a reminder that you’re there.

Just hopefully you don’t wake up screaming and wake Veritas.

Other than that she helps however she can—really, she’s a good cook so she tries to prepare dinner so Veritas isn’t the only one cooking and lunch is always prepared by her—although she does appreciate it if you do make a snack for the two of you to share during the day.

She also does most of the cleaning as she makes sure to guard and watch over you while doing so, really, she can’t have you being hurt by something accidentally breaking or getting sick from the abundance of cleaning chemicals to keep the place spotless, while surely making your bed and such is fine—why lift a finger when she can do it and make sure you aren’t hurt?

She will also take the really hard tests with you—just to make sure you don’t get a headache from everything…

Because goodness knows what would happen if you got hurt even a little…

Veritas on the other hand spends the most time with you in the morning and afternoon. Once he gets up you’re to get up with him and perform a light brain exercise of a standard Calculus I test while you have a nutritionally well-balanced breakfast that he has prepared. In fact, aside from lunch he prepares every meal—even if he doesn’t cook it himself.

He makes sure you read at least 2 books a day and write a summary on each and answer a series of vague questions that allow you to pick the books you read while also making sure you’re using your brain—after all, you can’t be stupid intellectually. He grades these in the afternoons over dinner, which has you doing some light Chemistry or Biology work.

Veritas may not be so easily softened, however he is desperate in his own way as he clings. He rambles on topics and if you get something wrong and come to him and let him explain it, even if he ends up calling you some amount of names you can see the glimmer in his eyes as he gets to talk about the subject. Although if you get too many wrong sometimes there is just a slight bit of extra annoyance.

He starts nearly every bickering fight with Archeron—especially if he doesn’t like her methods. Of course you should be cleaning those chemicals are safe—he can make an assignment about it and you should know how to work an oven and a stove without burning yourself, if not then that’s on you and not them.

He knows Acheron does the biting thing—and everytime he wakes up to it he dresses your wound and once you’re asleep he’ll bicker with her day and night over it. He doesn’t see it as good or ideal…but in the end he knows the arrangement is best. Afterall, he only was able to keep a stalemate due to his statues—and Archeron is a good guard when he’s away.

While they bicker often—it’s really not all that bad.

The times (other than some meals) you all do get together is bath time. You all take a bath together as Veritas insists on it—and honestly them taking care of you during this time of cleaning is just so relaxing…it’s probably the best time of the day. You let them ramble and rant while doing so as you whisper and encourage them and talk with them through the vents and tribulations of their day and such.

Although you’re starting to suspect they may also like eachother in this arrangement…and part of you is worried that if they work together more than this arrangement, they’ll be less inclined to consider your decisions on things when you already get so little…

Afterall darling, what’s two against one?

AN: A little OOC but I hope you all enjoyed!!! Truly an idea I’ve had for a bit now that I just needed to get into text. Lmk any requests!!