Warnings: Obsessive Behaviour, Possessive Behaviour, Invasions of Privacy, Age Gap, Implications of Infidelity, Paranoia, No Pronouns used for Reader except 'You'.
♡ Yandere MILF who, upon meeting you, sees you no differently as she would any other bystander.
♡ Yandere MILF who is introduced to you by your parents, family friends of hers.
♡ Yandere MILF who, after speaking with you, sees how kind-hearted, wonderful and caring you are.
♡ Yandere MILF who decides she can trust you to enter her sacred domain and care for her two diamonds – her cherubs. Though more out of a sense of desperation than charity.
♡ Yandere MILF who, despite outward appearances, is fighting a war nobody else can see. Not even her dear who, she fears, is not as invested in their relationship as she is.
♡ Yandere MILF who decides she's going to use you in her master plan to reconcile this wrong, to heal whatever crack has formed in hers and her husband's relations.
♡ Yandere MILF who, initially, does not perceive you as the threat – the outlier – in this scheme, only an enabler.
♡ Yandere MILF who invites you to her house "At your earliest convenience," as she so put it.
♡ Yandere MILF with a motherly glow, a radiant smile, an aura of opulence that none can resist – her greatest weapon. All except her husband, it would seem.
♡ Yandere MILF whose very name – its last owner a slave to her own beauty – Marilyn, is the epitome of 'beloved'.
♡ Yandere MILF who, after allowing you into her living room, offering you her hospitality, her smiles, begins her subtle interrogation, her probing questions and eccentricities. All of which you put down to her personality. Her forthright, go-get-em mindset that has seen countless men crumble from idol empires to war-ravaged ghost towns.
♡ Yandere MILF who watches you settle in before offering you a drink, a snack, a free trial sample of her lifelong love, an eternal affair. One which Dominic no longer appeared to care for, his attention never being truly on her, more around her.
♡ Yandere MILF who, sat with you now, speaks to you in a tone she used with all Externals, the default voice that holds only superficial affection at best, glacial indifference at worst.
♡ Yandere MILF who, leading you down the path of employment under her roof, her command, can feel, hear, a creeping sense of warmth stinging on the edges of her mind as you look at her. Into her eyes. And without lust or self-serving intention. Just...interest.
♡ Yandere MILF who, for a split second, feels a shard stumble into her voice, a fatal rock in the path of a pounding horse. She clears her throat, and you, eyebrows twitching to form the beginnings of concern, offer her your water.
♡ Yandere MILF who, with lips painted the hue of love – blood – grants only a second of silence before she takes your drink.
♡ Yandere MILF who only thanks you after the fact for fear of her voice, her facade, cracking again.
♡ Yandere MILF who, for the rest of the hour she spends with you, studying your interests, dismantling your character to see what kind of person you really are, sees a dreaded statement form in her mind, one which had appeared uncounted times before, which she'd ignored then. But couldn't seem to ignore now.
♡ Dominic never did this for you.
♡ Yandere MILF who, for a second, wonders if you can see this thought, too; see it pass through her eyes like a teleprompter.
YOU ARE READING
The Yandere Collection | Various Yanderes x Reader
RomanceA book of love-sick, messed-up, morally ambiguous people (and monsters) who are all dying to meet you... Note: I made the cover but the assets I used were not made by me
