hotnbloodied

[hotnbloodied]

I'm in my needy era. UwU

#hbs-thoughts #yandere blog

[hotnbloodied]

My darling is so cute, leaving me messages like:

"Leave me alone you freak!"

and

"I hate you!"

Go on, keep fighting, eventually you're going to be mine whether you want it or not~

#obsessive love #lovesick #yandere #yandere blog #tw yandere #yancore #hbs-thougths

[hotnbloodied]

If I can't be your darling, then I'll your yandere~<3

#lovesick #yandere blog #yandere #tw yandere #yancore #hbs-thoughts

[hotnbloodied]

𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓭𝓸 𝓐𝓝𝓨𝓣𝓗𝓘𝓝𝓖 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓾𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝓮.

ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ

#obsessive love #lovesick #yandere #obsession #tw yandere #yancore #yandere blog #hbs-thoughts

[hotnbloodied]

Heart to heart

Hi everyone, Bee here.

To be honest, I never thought I'd be running a blog, let alone a blog like this before. I've been doing it for longer than I expected and I just wanted to let whoever could care to listen know that I appreciate anyone who's interacted with my posts before. I do wish I could write and upload more but I know I defiantly trying my best and that I hope that you'll be okay staying. The last thing I want to do is disappointing anyone. Just wanted to get that out there, much love and drink water <3

#hbs-thoughts #yandere blog

[hotnbloodied]

You can run, hun. Change your name, change your appearance. But you will always be 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰.

#hbs-thoughts #obsessive love #lovesick #yandere #obsession #obsessive yandere #yandere blog #tw yandere #lovesick girl #yancore #It might be too early for this but I'm feeling unhinged today

[hotnbloodied]

You're so cute~

I'm looking at you through your window darling, each night I'm closer and closer to getting in and you can stay none the wiser. You're cuter when you don't know <3

#hbs-thoughts #obsessive love #lovesick #yandere #obsession #obsessive yandere #yandere blog #tw yandere #lovesick girl #yancore

[hotnbloodied]

Yan Genshin Imagine:

Normalized Yandere Genshin AU where Y/N is reincarnated into the world of Genshin Impact as a background character and decides to wait for the appearance of the traveler who is the main protagonist Believing that their appearance will bring Y/N and the world, salvation. While trying not to get killed by any crazy yanderes. Only to attract their attention because Y/N isn't one of them. And when the traveler does arrive it's actually Y/N's downfall because they are the first to become overly attached to Y/N causing the other yanderes to start acting up.

#genshin impact imagines #yandere #yandere blog #tw yandere #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #lovesick #obsessive love #hbs-thoughts #y/n #yancore #yanderecore

[hotnbloodied]

So many darlings are booping me, it's making me blush~

#yandere blog #hbs-thoughts

[hotnbloodied]

#reblog

[hotnbloodied]

Petite!Yan X Reader

!Warning! This post contains yandere themes and topics that may be uncomfortable to people who are sensitive to the topic, read at your own discretion.

TW: implied stalking, obsessive behaviors, manipulation, murder(not of reader), slight gore(?). <let me know if I missed anything>

!!READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!! MINORS DNI!!

Your laugh was his drug, he loved listening to you laugh. That glowing round face on that adorable plush body of yours. If it was up to him he’d want to keep himself wrapped around you forever but you two were just friends. (For now.) He was always made fun of for liking the cuter things in life, Sanrio, pastels and frills. His home town was small and everyone basically knew everyone, that’s why he went to a big university but making friends was never easy when one has been an outcast for so long.

It wasn’t until his second semester that he met you. When he chose to join a club as a way to make friends, you were also a part of it and you were really clumsy as he was soon to find out. It started when everyone was making cakes, as it was the theme for this week's activity and everyone was given the choice of trying to do it from scratch or using box mix. This wasn’t Petite!Yan’s first rodeo in baking so he started doing what he liked such as sifting the flour and beating the eggs.

He noticed you right when you opened the box cake mix and just dumped all the contents you were holding at shoulder length into a bowl that was on the counter. Causing the powder to fly everywhere and only some of the box cake mix to enter the bowl. It was extra hard to have not noticed you since you were stationed right beside him which led to the aforementioned powder that didn't land in the bowl, to get all over his station, coating his ingredients and part apron to be dusted with your cake mix.

You profusely apologize to him and try your best to explain through your flushed expression that you’ve never cooked or baked before. He laughed (when was the last time he did that?) and assured you it was okay, in fact, he thought it would be a good idea to help you through the step by step of everything. By the end of it all he had his adorably decorated cake that looks like it could have come from Pinterest and your cake, that looked like what you’d expect from someone learning.

After that experience you and him talked more outside of the club, he learned that you were sociable unlike him so you introduced your friends to him which he greatly appreciated but even though this was what he wanted, why did he still feel so empty? His heart tinged every time you laughed with someone else and his mood sours when he sees you smile at someone else. (It should be all his.)

In his pursuit to find ways to spend as much time with you as he could he found out that all the food that you eat was prepackaged food from the store since you couldn’t cook to save yourself. He took it upon himself to make sure you ate home cooked food regularly by making you lunches, not only that, he convinced you to let him teach you some basic cooking skills, adding to the time the two of you spent together where he could bask in your presence. On top of also the time he spent with you with the friend group at school.

During the week, the friend group would all convene at someone’s house, usually whoever was the one offering, and study together. That's if you and Petite!Yan didn’t have cooking club that day. Then afterward you and Petite!Yan would eat dinner together. During the weekend you went on shopping trips with Petite!Yan since you commented that you liked his style a lot and wanted to dress more like him (which unintentionally added fuel to his delusional fire.)

Petite!Yan couldn’t help but fall into the rhythm of monopolizing your time. But it came to a head one day when the friend group saw someone new, a tall boy with an edgy feel to him. PetiteYan’s alarm bells started ringing when he noticed the pink dusting your face when you talked to the boy and how the new boy seemed extra soft around you. (Petite!Yanisn’t delusional! He’s got the weeks of observation notes of you to prove that something is up!) Slowly, to his dismay, your wardrobe which was on the cuter side (thanks to him!) changed slowly to adopt more black clothes and edgier fashion.

Not only that, you were spending more alone time with the boy, when you used to spend it with him! This boy was a bad influence on you. He had to bring you back to his– the light side, before it was too late! But he needed to be smart about this. One day, when he saw that the boy was alone he realized that it was now or never before walking up to him. Petite!Yan told him that you were looking for him and could bring him over to where you were. Only for Petite!Yan to bring him to a secluded area and tasering him before tying his body up and dragging him to the trunk of his car and driving to the woods. Petite!Yan wasn’t the strongest but he was running on pure adrenaline. Before the boy could wake up, Petite!Yan took out a large knife that he kept exactly for an occasion like this and sliced the boys’ throat causing a terrible gurgling sound to escape his mouth. The sound was gross, so much so that Petie!Yan couldn't bare to listen to it. To end his misery faster than the boys, he jammed the knife into the boy's chest, aiming for the heart and getting frustrated every time he struck the ribs instead. Killing someone was harder, and messier than he had thought it would be, who knew?

By the end of the stabbing spree Petite!Yan looked at his deed, clothes and skin drenched in blood. Petite!Yan’s work wasn’t done but he was surprised with how he felt at this moment, he honestly thought he would be panicking more. But all he had on his mind was what came next in this plan and how he would have you all to himself again. He took the shovel from his car and started to dig, deep enough to his satisfaction. Climbing out of the hole he checked the boy for a pulse, when he felt none he shoved the body into the hole before covering it up with dirt again. By the time that Petite!Yangot home, he was exhausted and collapsed on his bed. 

Days turned into weeks, everyone was wondering where the boy was. His family came forward and pleaded on the news. The friend group was devastated, which especially included you. Petite!Yan hated seeing you like this, but took up the role of your comfort provider without a moment's hesitation. Making sure you still ate, drank and showered regularly. The study group disbanded for now and you didn’t feel up to going to the cooking club but Petite!Yan still came over to check in on you. You might not know it now, but his tactic of comforting you was working. He was becoming the rock that held your life together in this trying time, making sure you still had food in your stomach and giving you a space to talk about your mental state openly with him. Eventually, he’ll have you in his grasp fully. He was willing to play the long game, because once you are his, you are never escaping.

#yandere #yandere male #obsessive yandere #obsessive love #male yandere #male yandere x reader #gender neautral reader #gn reader #tw yandere #yandere blog #yandere boy #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #y/n #x y/n #yandere fanfiction #yandere oc x reader #yandere oc x you #yandere x darling #reader #x reader #yancore #yanderecore

[hotnbloodied]

Don't be silly, why would you need anyone else ẃ̴͚̎̉̀̊́̔̌̿̏̅h̷̨̰̹̣͍̝̲̄̊̒̉̽̐̈̈́è̷̡̢̥̪͉̘̮̻̜̹̎͜n̴̰͖͖̝͈̰̮̗̯̺̬͈͔͉͒̿͗̾̀̂̏́́̆̕̚͠ ̸̥̞̐̄̐̐̈́̒̒ͅẙ̸̡̤͍͎̟͓̠͊̇̋̌͋̓̕͝ȍ̵̡̤̺̩̜̲͙͍̱͖̤̖͙ự̴̤̲̰̘͓̈́̈̔̓̿̅̊͂́̒͐̽̚ͅ ̵̢͈̌͌á̷̢̧̲̳̯̫͎̖͇̎̈́̅̍̿̀̊͐ļ̴̞̻̮̟̼̝̘͉̞͂̎̔̋̔͒͑̓̍̕͝ṛ̵̠̓͋̆͛̍̔̒͌͘̕͝ḙ̷̢̡̩̩͔̠̭̝̣͚̟̣̂̑̋̈͗͋̔̄́̔ͅa̷̤̳̖̲͒͐͑̉̍̿̀ḏ̴͖͔͖̺̪͈̈̓͌͗̇̔͊͘ÿ̶̰́̄ ̶̢̛͇͙̳̺̜͚͚̥̫̙̮͍̤̉̾h̷̡̢̤̥͖̫̩̦̱̝͈̘̻̍̀͐͠a̵̗͕͎̒̉̑̀̆̌͆v̶̛̱͇̞̠̖̹̦͇̍̒͑͘e̷̛̞̤̱̍͗̒̐̔͊͗͗̔̈́͘͝ ̶̛̖̗͕̼̲̞̯̰̟̖̥̈͝m̴͔̃̓ȩ̸̤̠̯̳̠̀͐?̸̥̙̭͎͎̥̤͙̤͔̜̤̻͈̻̽̀

#obsessive love #lovesick #obsession #yandere blog #hbs-thoughts #lovesick girl #yancore #tw yandere

[hotnbloodied]

notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me

WHY. WON'T. YOU. NOTICE. ME.

#obsessive love #lovesick #obsession #yandere blog #hbs-thoughts

[hotnbloodied]

Hello~ It's me, HB but you can call me 'Bee'

#hbs-thoughts #yandere blog #yancore #new pfp #yandere aesthetic #yandere #lovesick #yanderecore #yandere thoughts #obsessive love #yandere community #your yandere

[hotnbloodied]

Some people here seem to be completely forgetting what the concept of a yandere even stands for. It is not a synonym for someone who is toxic or abusive in a romantic relationship.

Sure, the definition has broadened in fanfiction over time and I'm not saying yanderes shouldn't be toxic or abusive. But the obsession with their victim is the most crucial aspect.

Yanderes are always, in a way, infatuated with a specific person for a relatively long amount of time.

If your "yandere" only sees their darling as a replaceable plaything, changes their obsessions pretty quickly or just acts toxic without any obsession involved then that's just an abuser, not a yandere.

#reblog #literally this

[hotnbloodied]

!!𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖒𝖊!!

̷̭͈̹͈͔͈͎̺̙̎ ṕ̷̩̥̦̩̐l̴̢͖̪͖̳̙̙̄̏̑͛̓̏͜͜͝e̸̘̰͗͗̈̓͊ả̸̖̏͜s̴̡̼͙̎̿̏͛͌ȩ̵̘͇̼̀̍̚ ̴̖̟͈̰͈̮͇̿͝p̸̡̳̈́l̸̨̻̮͇͚̽͛̂̊è̸̻̤̠͔͚̜̐͊̑͑̀̊͆̋͠a̷̺͓̹͖̣̮̼̮̎̓͂͆́̾̾̏͠s̵̡̡͎̟̖͓̝͖̱̒̐͗͘̕͠ë̸̠͇́͝ ̵̛͕̼̟̋́͌̎̈͑̃͗̃ ̵̡̢̘̫͕̈́̅p̸̛̼͈̖͚̝̅̅̀́̈́͝͠l̵͙̦̅͗̍̈́̈́̎͐̚ë̵͈͈̝̮̫̜́̈̿̀́̊͋̓͠a̸̗̍̄̋s̸̡͓̖͇̜̖̟̎̓͂̋͂̈́ḛ̵̡̒̏̈́ ̵̢͔̪̰̓̈́̓͑̋͊͂̋̚͝ͅp̶̱̥͖͉̮̄̊l̵͇̤̮͍̑̆̀̐̇̕͠͠e̷̮͒̔̂̀͊a̷̲̹̭̍̃͆͒̚͝ś̴̨̛̗͚͕̯̤͕͎͛̿̔̎̿̌é̴̻̣͖͙̰̼̥̓͛̅͐͛͗̽̋͘

̷̭͈̹͈͔͈͎̺̙̎ṕ̷̩̥̦̩̐l̴̢͖̪͖̳̙̙̄̏̑͛̓̏͜͜͝e̸̘̰͗͗̈̓͊ả̸̖̏͜s̴̡̼͙̎̿̏͛͌ȩ̵̷̘͇̼̭͈̹͈͔͈͎̺̙̀̍̎̚ ṕ̷̩̥̦̩̐l̴̢͖̪͖̳̙̙̄̏̑͛̓̏͜͜͝e̸̘̰͗͗̈̓͊ả̸̖̏͜s̴̡̼͙̎̿̏͛͌ȩ̵̘͇̼̀̍̚ ̴̖̟͈̰͈̮͇̿͝p̸̡̳̈́l̸̨̻̮͇͚̽͛̂̊è̸̻̤̠͔͚̜̐͊̑͑̀̊͆̋͠a̷̺͓̹͖̣̮̼̮̎̓͂͆́̾̾̏͠s̵̡̡͎̟̖͓̝͖̱̒̐͗͘̕͠ë̸̠͇́͝ ̵̛͕̼̟̋́͌̎̈͑̃͗̃p̴̫͍͕̋̎̅̓͆͛̀͜͝͝l̸̡̢͕̘͚͕̳̹̃è̵͓̰̩̮̺̊̈́̈́́͌a̵̡̡̺̗̦͎͓̙̤̯͗̊̈͑̈́̐̈́̕̚̕ș̴̫͇̾̇͆̎̀̾̇̍̔͒ȩ̴͈̮͓͈̖̈̋ ̵̡̢̘̫͕̈́̅p̸̛̼͈̖͚̝̅̅̀́̈́͝͠l̵͙̦̅͗̍̈́̈́̎͐̚ë̵͈͈̝̮̫̜́̈̿̀́̊͋̓͠a̸̗̍̄̋s̸̡͓̖͇̜̖̟̎̓͂̋͂̈́ḛ̵̡̒̏̈́ ̵̢͔̪̰̓̈́̓͑̋͊͂̋̚͝ͅp̶̱̥͖͉̮̄̊l̵͇̤̮͍̑̆̀̐̇̕͠͠e̷̮͒̔̂̀͊a̷̲̹̭̍̃͆͒̚͝ś̴̨̛̗͚͕̯̤͕͎͛̿̔̎̿̌é̴̻̣͖͙̰̼̥̓͛̅͐͛͗̽̋͘

̷̭͈̹͈͔͈͎̺̙̎ ṕ̷̩̥̦̩̐l̴̢͖̪͖̳̙̙̄̏̑͛̓̏͜͜͝e̸̘̰͗͗̈̓͊ả̸̖̏͜s̴̡̼͙̎̿̏͛͌ȩ̵̘͇̼̀̍̚ ̴̖̟͈̰͈̮͇̿͝p̸̡̳̈́l̸̨̻̮͇͚̽͛̂̊è̸̻̤̠͔͚̜̐͊̑͑̀̊͆̋͠a̷̺͓̹͖̣̮̼̮̎̓͂͆́̾̾̏͠s̵̡̡͎̟̖͓̝͖̱̒̐͗͘̕͠ë̸̠͇́͝ ̵̛͕̼̟̋́͌̎̈͑̃͗̃p̴̫͍͕̋̎̅̓͆͛̀͜͝͝l̸̡̢͕̘͚͕̳̹̃è̵͓̰̩̮̺̊̈́̈́́͌a̵̡̡̺̗̦͎͓̙̤̯͗̊̈͑̈́̐̈́̕̚̕ș̴̫͇̾̇͆̎̀̾̇̍̔͒ȩ̴͈̮͓͈̖̈̋ ̵̡̢̘̫͕̈́̅p̸̛̼͈̖͚̝̅̅̀́̈́͝͠l̵͙̦̅͗̍̈́̈́̎͐̚ë̵͈͈̝̮̫̜́̈̿̀́̊͋̓͠a̸̗̍̄̋s̸̡͓̖͇̜̖̟̎̓͂̋͂̈́ḛ̵̡̒̏̈́ ̵̢͔̪̰̓̈́̓͑̋͊͂̋̚͝ͅp̶̱̥͖͉̮̄̊l̵͇̤̮͍̑̆̀̐̇̕͠͠e̷̮͒̔̂̀͊a̷̲̹̭̍̃͆͒̚͝ś̴̨̛̗͚͕̯̤͕͎͛̿̔̎̿̌é̴̻̣͖͙̰̼̥̓͛̅͐͛͗̽̋͘

̷̭͈̹͈͔͈͎̺̙̎ ṕ̷̩̥̦̩̐l̴̢͖̪͖̳̙̙̄̏̑͛̓̏͜͜͝e̸̘̰͗͗̈̓͊ả̸̖̏͜s̴̡̼͙̎̿̏͛͌ȩ̵̘͇̼̀̍̚ ̴̖̟͈̰͈̮͇̿͝p̸̡̳̈́l̸̨̻̮͇͚̽͛̂̊è̸̻̤̠͔͚̜̐͊̑͑̀̊͆̋͠a̷̺͓̹͖̣̮̼̮̎̓͂͆́̾̾̏͠s̵̡̡͎̟̖͓̝͖̱̒̐͗͘̕͠ë̸̠͇́͝ ̵̛͕̼̟̋́͌̎̈͑̃͗ ̵̡̢̘̫͕̈́̅p̸̛̼͈̖͚̝̅̅̀́̈́͝͠l̵͙̦̅͗̍̈́̈́̎͐̚ë̵͈͈̝̮̫̜́̈̿̀́̊͋̓͠a̸̗̍̄̋s̸̡͓̖͇̜̖̟̎̓͂̋͂̈́ḛ̵̡̒̏̈́ ̵̢͔̪̰̓̈́̓͑̋͊͂̋̚͝ͅp̶̱̥͖͉̮̄̊l̵͇̤̮͍̑̆̀̐̇̕͠͠e̷̮͒̔̂̀͊a̷̲̹̭̍̃͆͒̚͝ś̴̨̛̗͚͕̯̤͕͎͛̿̔̎̿̌é̴̻̣͖͙̰̼̥̓͛̅͐͛͗̽̋͘

̷̭͈̹͈ṕ̷̩̥̦̩̐l̴̢͖̪͖̳̙̙̄̏̑͛̓̏͜͜͝e̸̘̰͗͗̈̓͊ả̸̖̏͜s̴̡̼͙̎̿̏͛͌ȩ̵̘͇̼̀̍̚ ̵̡̢̘̫͕̈́̅p̸̛̼͈̖͚̝̅̅̀́̈́͝͠l̵͙̦̅͗̍̈́̈́̎͐̚ë̵͈͈̝̮̫̜́̈̿̀́̊͋̓͠a̸̗̍̄̋s̸̡͓̖͇̜̖̟̎̓͂̋͂̈́ḛ̵̡̒̏̈́ ̵̢͔̪̰̓̈́̓͑̋͊͂̋̚͝ͅp̶̱̥͖͉̮̄̊l̵͇̤̮͍̑̆̀̐̇̕͠͠e̷̮͒̔̂̀͊a̷̲̹̭̍̃͆͒̚͝ś̴̨̛̗͚͕̯̤͕͎͛̿̔̎̿̌é̴̻̣͖͙̰̼̥̓͛̅͐͛͗̽̋͘

p̸̛̼͈̖͚̝̅̅̀́̈́͝͠l̵͙̦̅͗̍̈́̈́̎͐̚ë̵͈͈̝̮̫̜́̈̿̀́̊͋̓͠a̸̗̍̄̋s̸̡͓̖͇̜̖̟̎̓͂̋͂̈́ḛ̵̡̒̏̈́ ̵̢͔̪̰̓̈́̓͑̋͊͂̋̚͝ͅp̶̱̥͖͉̮̄̊l̵͇̤̮͍̑̆̀̐̇̕͠͠e̷̮͒̔̂̀͊a̷̲̹̭̍̃͆͒̚͝ś̴̨̛̗͚͕̯̤͕͎͛̿̔̎̿̌é̴̻̣͖͙̰̼̥̓͛̅͐͛͗̽̋͘

ṕ̷̩̥̦̩̐l̴̢͖̪͖̳̙̙̄̏̑͛̓̏͜͜͝e̸̘̰͗͗̈̓͊ả̸̖̏͜s̴̡̼͙̎̿̏͛͌ȩ̵̘͇̼̀̍̚

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