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" 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄 "

𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 — you're his entire world, his only thought, the very illness that has corrupted his mind and body . . .

gender neutral reader / yandere oc x reader / mentions of sleep medication / pathetic yandere / slightly nsfw / suggestive content / a character slightly aimed towards people with a savior complex

masterlist | requesting rules | character info . . . a/n: a dude named Lucas is mentioned here . . he'll be published as a yandere later on . . also this is my first fic on this blog <3 !!

He was someone with fleeting attraction—yet a hopeless romantic, who'd spend most of his class time doodling away in his notebook instead of taking actual notes, writing these scenarios that played out in his mind—tired hazy doodles of small characters, blurry lines of writing, scribbled out text, as he struggled to stay awake—

He had never had a proper sleeping schedule, and if he did he'd never stick to it, a night owl who often faced the consequences of his own actions, sleep medication was something he was all too familiar with, the feeling of being restless without sleep, his nerves always on edge, dark circles under his eyes made him feel insecure, and alarmingly out of character.

He felt something touch his back, he froze, nerves all over the place, a pit growing in his stomach as he turned almost instinctively to face whoever touched him, pushing their hand off harshly . . . "Hey Yoichi . . what's up with you man, why so aggressive?!" Lucas asked . . and then he froze, letting out a nervous and rather embarrassed chuckle, "Ah—um . . sorry Lucas . . just feeling a little tired that's all", he replied softly, voice barely coming out.

To be quite honest, when he first saw you, Yoichi thought nothing of it, he sat at the very back and you for some reason, sat in front of him, not that he minds, you're presence covered him from the teachers eyesight, which allowed him to do whatever he wanted, he was even able to drift off to sleep during that period.

However, it wasn't until he found himself, drawing tiny versions of you in his notebook, little doodles, pink ink staining the paper as he hearted your initials together—his name then your last name . . your name then his last name . . . names of future children—that he realized he was crushing on you . . . big time.

His emotions was fleeting, it had always been, he didn't think much of it . . it was just a simple crush, everyone has one of those, and they go away with time.

Yoichi was a punctual student—and a well organized one—he'd rarely forget his books, much less the notebook with his embarrassing doodles of him and you, it would ruin his image to be quite honest . . yet for some reason he had forgotten it in class today, it could've been his ever-growing restlessness due to a lack of sleep, or maybe the caffeine that's been fucking with his head since early in the morning—he sighed—knocking himself out of his own thoughts, as he twisted the doorknob, hopefully the teacher left the class unlocked.

The door was open, to his utter relieve . . . wait . . . "y/n?", he spoke, taken aback—you were soundly asleep on your desk—you looked so at . . peace . . . calm? . . . Nothing could describe the emotions he felt as he approached you, slowly reaching over to his desk and grabbing his notebook, quickly stuffing it in his backpack—he should go . . , that would be the best course of action . . .

Yet he couldn't . . . he knelt down on the floor, leaning his head on the desk, starring at your face, looking into every curve and line, in his eyes every imperfection just made you even more perfect, the pattern of your breath was soothing to his otherwise restless mind, a soothing scent radiated off of you, and for the first time in months, he felt sleepy . . . like he could sleep without a care . . . everything felt so right. . .—nothing felt displaced or disoriented.

That was the day that started it all, it seems, Yoichi had started forming something that was akin to obsession, he couldn't sleep at all without you—a piece of you—something that reminded him of that calming scent that he felt that day, you calmed his overdriven nerves, you halted his troubles for more than a fleeting moment.

Yoichi knew what he was doing was odd, especially when he found himself picking up the wrapper you threw out, and taking inhaling it, his eyes growing half lidded—he felt like a drug addict—drunk off of you . .

Fleeting touches would tick off his ever delusional mind, a small compliment could set him on overdrive and in the back of his head he knew he was growing addicted, a pit in his stomach grew as he felt slightly disgusted with himself, with the obscene and rather degrading things he'd do, just to get something touched by you.

Lucas stared at his friend, who seemed no better than dead, "Are ya' okay?" he asked, looking him up and down, "You look like a train-wreck", he stated half out of concern and half out of clear disdain and possibly curiosity, "Is it normal?", Yoichi spoke up, taking a gulp of air as he continued, "to want someone so badly that it's hard to explain—like—a part of me feels obsessed, like I feel like carving my own heart out and showing them just to prove my love wont be enough—they could claw out my fingernails—and from where I'm standing, I'd still look at them with only love . . . but at the same time I feel disgusted with the feelings I feel—", Yoichi kept blabbering on, until his friend shushed him, taking a sip of his drink as he jokingly replied, "I mean . . if you love them that much, then their clearly the one . . ."

Yoichi blanked out, as Lucas chuckled, he has no idea how much of his teasing words Yoichi would take to heart that day nor of it's lasting consequences . . .

@ rxmye , do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work/theme without prior permission and or confirmation.

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My Girls | Crash

WC: 2K

Driver!oc x Max Verstappen

Warning: cursing, car crashing, fire?

A.N: This doesn’t follow the time line and could be read as a stand alone.

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Zandvoort, Netherlands.

Max’s home race, the crowed were all cheering for the man. Cecilia had made the move to Mercedes this year, and so far she’s so happy with team, they had welcomed her with open arms, and she’s gotten well with Lewis, the pair weren’t as close before they became teammates, not because she didn’t like him, but Cecilia usually ran with the guys in her age group more. And to be honest she looked up to Lewis when she was younger so her racing against him, like Seb, left her breathless. She never thought that by the time she’d make it to Formula 1 he’d still be doing the amazing things he’s doing.

The race had started Cecilia started from P4, and she made good progress after the first turn she dropped to P6 by lap 30 she was back in P4 trying to overtake Carlos and get to P3. The weather took a turn and it started raining heavily.

Lap 34

Cecilia, box. Box.

You’re going in after Lewis.

Cecilia

Okay, don’t fuck it up for me, my daughter is here today.

We won’t.

And they didn’t, in true Mercedes fashion they double stacked, and she was out in two seconds.

Lap 35

Ferrari made a bad decision when they pitted Carlos, Cecilia was able to undercut him and took his P3, he dropped to P5.

Lap 43

Cecilia

How long will it rain for?

For another ten minutes or so

We’ll keep you updated

Lap 70

Lewis and Max were in front of her, she didn’t try to overtake Lewis following the team’s strategy. It was still raining, and she’s close to finishing P3.

Stroll is behind you, he’s 0.5 behind

Cecilia

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Lance was closing in on her, but Cecilia was ready to defend, turn after turn she blocked him, she’s not losing her podium, she's third in the championship and she’ll hold her position with her hands and teeth. She only has two laps left.

However mother nature had other plans Lance lost grip and his car gilded over the ground with no tire grip at all, his car twirled around and his wing took out Cacilia’s back tires.

Cecilia

FUCK! FUCK!

Her car turned in circles, hitting the tire barrier pushing her back into the track, other cars had to swerve not to hit her as she hit the other barrier, the car started flipping, breaking into pieces. A red flag was called instantly, all cars were called back to the pit. George and Yuki already DNFed and were watching the crash happen, Lance's car was also destroyed but he hit the fence and stopped. Cecilia’s car landed upside down.

Toto

Cecilia! Are you okay?

All that could be heard was groaning, the safety car was out and the marshalls were running to the car that finally stopped moving. Cecilia was disoriented, she lost consciousness for a second. Everyone watched with bated breath, Merc’s garage was silent, everyone waiting for a response as Toto tried to get a response again and again. Every second felt like a lifetime. Both Max and Lewis pitted, they were informed of what happened, and both men panicked, one of the screens was playing back the crash.

Lance had gotten out of his car and was running to Cecilia’s.

Groans are the first thing Mercedes engineers heard, she was alive, but in pain.

Toto

Cecilia, are you okay?

Max ran to the Mercedes garage since the radio wasn’t being broadcasted, the only place he’d know if she’s okay is in the Mercedes garage. One of the engineers gave him his headphones to listen.

Cecilia

I’m smelling petrol

The female groaned, she tried to move but there wasn’t much she could do, until the car flipped, meanwhile blood was rushing to her head.

Toto turned and informed the crew to tell the marshalls. Lance was the first at the car, he had no idea about the leaking petrol, the car could light up at any second.

Toto

How are you feeling?

He wanted to gauge how she’s doing physically.

Cecilia

Not- not so good

Toto

They’re almost there

Cecilia

Fuck, I’m sorry, I’m sorry

Toto

It’s not your fault it’s okay

Cecilia

Na-nathalie, don’t let her watch

Toto

Don’t worry she was taken away

Just focus on yourself

The marshals reached the car and with Lance they flipped the car, Cecilia sounded out of breath down the radio, once the car was the right way she didn’t move to get herself out. All they could do at the garage is wait. Lance was led away, they tried to have minimal people around the car since they knew about the petrol, two ambulances were near, Lance was led to one, the guilt eating him alive.

A marshal unbuckled Cecilia, with the help of another one they pulled the female out of what was left of the car, she offered no assistance. All she did was groan and mutter to herself incoherent things. They laid her down on the ground to take her helmet and balaclava off, they didn’t want to move her around too much not to cause any more damage, but just as they laid her down and with the medics running towards them all in the rain under the gloomy skies, a spark and then fire, blazing fire. The Marshalls ducked down.

Max’s heart dropped to his feet, he couldn’t stay there, he couldn’t. Turning to leave, an arm on his shoulder held him tight. His eyes met his rival’s.

“Don’t go mate, there’s nothing you could do.” Lewis was firm, he understood why Max wanted to go, but there’s literally nothing better he could do than stay here.

“I can’t just stay here.” Max tried to move again but again Lewis stopped him.

“You want to do something, go check on Nattie, that girl saw her mum’s crash.” Lewis told him and Max turned to look at where your driver’s room is. “The medic will get her out.”

“Lewis is right, we have to stay here for Nathalie.” Charles said, sounding out of breath as he ran to the Mercedes garage, for the same reason as Max, Mercedes will have the first information about Cecilia.

The marshals did the only thing they could do, they grabbed her from under her armpits, they were close to the ground, and they started dragging her, the medics met them and quickly placed her on the stretcher as a fire truck was driving up. Cecilia was then rushed to the nearest hospital.

“She’s breathing, they’re rushing her to the hospital.” Toto told the drivers, rushing over before he saw the Ferrari driver. “You two-three can’t leave yet, but I’m rushing there with her father.”

He left no room for discussion, the race is over, everyone will be placed where they were on pole based on where they were when the red flag was called.

Max knew he’d be needed in the RedBull garage but he went to Cecilia’s driver room, her name on the door, walking in he saw Nathalie being comforted by one of the Mercedes team.

“It’s okay, I got her.” Max told the woman who gave Max a small smile before she left. Nathalie threw herself at Max, he crouched down to be able to hug her. “It’s okay, momie is okay.”

“I saw her crash!” The girl sobbed, shaking.

“I know, but you know she’s a superhero with superpowers, she’s a little hurt, but she’s okay, she asked for you.” Max comforted pulling her up in his arms, as he stood up.

“She did?” Nathalie’s face was red, her lips turned down, an expression he saw on Cecilia a few times.

"Yeah, she did." He comforted her until she had calmed down. "Want to come with me to RedBull?"

Natalie nods and Max carries her to his team's garage. All he wants is to leave and go to the hospital. The race is over with anyways, even if he got pole position there’s no happiness there. Leaving the Mercedes garage Charles was talking with Lando and Lewis, when Charles saw Nattie's red face he tried to cheer her up, and he managed to get a small smile out of her, the favourite uncle’s privileges and all.

Half asleep writing this

Max was finally given the green light to leave the paddock and go to the hospital, Nathalie and Charles were of course with him, the group was driven there. Börje, Cecilia’s dad called and said that she’s stable and okay, she looks worse than she is. Max doesn’t know how to interpret this to be honest, so he just wants to get there.

When they made it to the hospital, Toto was outside on the phone talking furiously. He saw them and pointed for them to go in, still decked in their team’s kits the moment the trio walked(Nattie was in Charles’ arms) a nurse led them to a waiting room where they saw Börje. The man looked stressed his leg bouncing. He got calls from his wife and son asking about their daughter/sister, he had to try and be as calm as he could, but that’s his baby girl.

“Börje!” Charles called for the older man, he’ll always hold him in high regard, he did so much for his family when they were going through tough times.

“Grand-père.” Nathalie wiggled out of Charles’ arms and ran to her grandfather who had his arms out for her, he hugged her close, pulling her up to sit on his lap.

“How is she?” Max asks, stressed and worried, he tried to hide his feelings but they were seeping through him.

“They're doing their last check ups, but there's no broken bones, a slight concussion and a lot of bruises.” Börje said and Nattie snuggled into him, hiding her face into his neck.

“When can we see her?” Charles asked.

”I think Max can go in.”

Max didn’t wait for another word, he knocked on the door and a nurse opened it for him, once knowing his relation to Cecilia he was let in. The doctor was finishing up telling Cecilia everything, when Max rushed to her side. He couldn’t see any visible injuries besides a couple bruises on her arms. The doctor and nurse leave, letting the couple have a moment.

”Hey.” Cecilia says with a small smile, Max had no idea how she could smile, he watched her crash, he thought she had died. Max is a strong man, he never cries, he’s been too much shit for him to get overly emotional like this, but here he is trying to not let the tears gather in his eyes, fighting everything in himself to get it together, he wasn’t the one that crashed.

”Hey.” Max’s voice was heavy with emotion, he sits beside her on the bed and takes her hand gently in both of his, like it was his life line, to him it felt like it. “I-uh- I-um, Schatje…”

”Amour.” Cecilia says gently and cups Max’s face with her free one, Max crumbles, he puts his head on her shoulder and his body shakes lightly.

”Fucking hell, Cilia, I thought, shit, I thought I lost you.” Max manages to get out and Cecilia pats his back in comfort kissing the side of his head.

”I’m okay, Maxie, I’m alright, amour.” Cecilia whispered and keeps kissing the side of his head, teats gathering in her own eyes.

”I only managed to hold it in for Nat.” Even when he wants to break down, your daughter is his first thought and priority.

“I knew that you’ll always think of her first.”

“Believe me I wanted to run to you, but Lewis stopped me.” Max says and pushes himself back to be able to look at you, you take the time to wipe his tears away, and give him another smile.

”I’m glad he did.” Before Max could reply the door opened and small feet ran in and to the bed.

”Mommie.”

“Mon ange.”

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