Monster Under The Bed Pt. 3.1

Monster under the bed pt. 3.1

"you know" you exhaled a soft sigh, you first stared at the fingers that never went farther down, then it trailed up to his wrist, to his arm, to his shoulders, all of which had well toned muscles complimented by scars. You pursed your lips, feeling your self getting warm with want.. with need.

Your eyes met his, his heterochromia eyes crinkled in delight as he patiently waited for you to continue. "That's more of a trade rather than a reward." you pointed out, a fair exchange of ownership, but not a reward.

He laughed "is that so?" he questioned, the hand that held your wrists together retracted, freeing you and so you sat up, his other hand still brushed and touched the area above your chest, sending tingles down your spine.

You nodded your head, as he tilted his head patiently with a smile, coaxing you "then what do you want?" he coaxed you with his sweet voice and lingering touches as you found yourself gulping.

You knew what you wanted, you knew it all too well and you won't let this opportunity slip past your fingers.

You wanted no.. needed control.

Dominance.

Scar was impressed as you straddled him, the towel wrapped around your body ready to slip off it, revealing all of you to him. His hands move to grab your hips, you could feel his warmth through the wet fabric, he was like a heater.

Your body seemed to melt against his, as you pounced after staring into his eyes. You find yourself smashing your lips against his own, staring into his beautiful steel grey and fiery red eyes.

A chuckle bubbled from his throat, as he stared you down, watching as your eyes fluttered close in bliss, your cheeks flushed. He pulled out as you panted, too excited to remember how to breathe in that heated moment.

"I think you can kiss better than that," he teased, the hands on your hips moving down slowly as it then cupped your bare ass. You squirm in his hold, nearly moaning as he groped it.

In retaliation your hands sneaked to his peppermint hair locks, playing and tugging with it as you glared at him. Scar only smiled as he placed his forehead against yours "how about I teach you how to properly kiss, my cute lamb?"

Scar's lips grazed yours, before it decided to bit and suck your upper lip. Your eyes almost shut at the pleasure, but you forced your lips shut.

"Won't you sign for me?" his hands kneads your ass, grabbing it and teasingly spreading it but even as your cheeks grow increasingly red from the feeling, even as your towel started to sleep, you remained disobedient as your lips were pressed together shut.

"no?" he tilted his head although you wouldn't notice as you looked away. A gasp escaped your lips as you felt his hand slap your butt, an echoing slap resounding in your room. He took the chance, kissing you once more as he slipped his tongue inside your mouth.

You moaned in pleasure as your tongue met his, your salivas mixing, teeth nearly clashing and lips locked together. You only remember to breathe through your nose when you felt yourself getting dazed.

Scar felt his cock twitch from the confines of his pants so the hands on your ass leave, planting themselves once more on your hips as he pushed you down, placing your right above the tent of his pants.

He could feel your arousal soaking right above it, and then he began to grind. You shuddered and faltered as you moaned into his mouth, you couldn't imagine you'd ever make such a lewd sound, but the friction from his pants against your bare and soaking wet pussy had you twitching.

You tried to push Scar, moving your tongue to the inside of his mouth, brushing it around his teeth and pushing his own tongue. Your hands planted on his shoulders as you steadied yourself but you knew you were fighting a losing battle as you felt yourself slowly coming undone due to his incessant grinding.

Your hands moved down to his shirt, unbuttoning it as he watched with an amused look. As his chest was exposed and you pulled away, panting heavily with a string of saliva connecting both of your mouths. "Giving up?" he questioned but you smirked, "I'm just getting started."

You push him to lay on your bed, his hands still on your hips as you slightly raise and your hands finding its way to his zipper.

SAWuWa and WuWa fanfic PLANS

I'm also planning a Self aware fanfic, but I need to build lore, Since I think I'm the first one to ever plan to write one, since sagau has the creator, i'm not sure what I can make with Wuthering waves, they don't have gods or maybe I haven't explored enough???

anywaysss ill think of something, of course it'll be a reader insert.

also I have a few reader insert x wuwa, not self-aware, fanfic ideas

also also what do you think of oc insert x wuwa, I notice the fanfics here are mostly reader insert, but Im more used to writing oc inserts especially in my stories in wattpad (,,>﹏<,,)

Wuthering Waves opinions pt.2

— dude you can catch butterflies 🦋 💕

also on that note, you can easily catch the critters in WuWa compared to GI which instantly disappears without exploration buffs like Sayu's! The critters like the lizards, the butterflies and the fish don't disappear quickly either when you run or get close to them, sure they'll pick up the space but it's manageable even on my phone.

— the devs are pretty generous with giving gifts so that's a plus, it helped me get that guaranteed five star from the discounted banner :3

— the overworld puzzles are also very interesting,

— The flora and surroundings are pretty but I feel like it still feels bit empty, the monsters are too far apart.

scar 💕

MONSTER UNDER THE BED

a scar x reader oneshot / miniseries ༉‧₊˚༉‧₊˚.

based on the music video: Monster under the bed by Emily Mei.

fandom: wuthering waves (game)

characters: reader, Scar (delinquent and jock-ish?), Rover, mentions of Baizhi.

setting: modern au, characters (most) are in a college setting.

warnings 🖤❤️: stalking, yandere themes, drugging, kidnapping, obsession, lovesick???, scar, off the scene violence, suggestive intimacy or gifts (used underwear), suggested sex behind the scenes.

disclaimer: made when wuthering waves recently got out, so characters may seem ooc in the future. If it does seem ooc, I'll maybe consider rewriting it in the future.

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You stare at the man who towered over you, your body was sprawled on your bed, the sheets in a state of disarray, your room was dark except for the soft moonlight that poured in from your window. Your hair and skin was wet, and you were in nothing but a towel as you had gotten out of the bath.

Fluffy locks of peppermint colored hair framed the man's face very well, his eyes, mismatched just like his hair, stared deep into her eyes with a nearly indescribable emotion.

His hands held your wrists, pulling your arms above your head, his weight nearly holding you down. His lips tugged to a smirk, "I got to say, you put up quite a fight, and a cute one at that but.."

"You're no match for me little lamb."

a year ago...

It was just the start of your second year at college at Jinzhou Academy. Your hands smoothened the creases of your uniform as you stood at the entrance of the main building. Numerous students walked by, some had different colored hair, others had scars or echos for pets or assistances, some were focused on their textbooks and school work.

"(name)!" A voice called you over, and you turned to greet your friend, Rover, who had a mop of black hair and enchanting gold eyes. They made their way towards you, "sorry I kept you waiting!" they apologized.

You shook your head with a smile, "it's alright Rover, what kept you busy?"

"Almost got into trouble with Scar.." The black haired student sighed in annoyance, your brows raised as your interest was piqued by the mere mention of the name, 'Scar.' He was one of the more famous delinquent or troublemaker at Jinzhou. That's all you knew, you were relatively quiet, bordering on introvert, and although you did have friends, you never made it a mission to seek more having been buried by your curriculum.

"I suggest you stay away from him." Rover grimaced, noticing your curious look. You quickly scoff "oh come on, I'm not stupid." you brushed their expressions off.

"Well, well, well" an unfamilliar voice was heard by you two, and you find another student, in a much more incomplete and messy uniform and a rather bloodied state, approach you. Specifically Rover.

The scarred face student wrapped an arm around your friend's shoulder, "how could you snitch on me Rover~! and I just thought we were warming up to each other!" he sighed playfully hurt.

You scanned his appearance, his tie was loose, merely hanging on his neck, the top buttons of his shirt wasn't buttoned, and instead of the blazer or vest, he opted for a striking red jacket/coat, His hair was messy yet looked so fluffy, with the colors of red and white. His eyes were mismatched, perhaps heterochromia? he had red and grey hair, complimenting and matching his hair.

"Get off me Scar!" Rover's words fell on deaf ears as Scar laughed. "Oh come on, you're just rubbing more salt on my wounds" Scar said, a hand on his chest "and after I made the offer for you to join us!"

"I don't want to join!"

You weren't paying attention, continuing to scan the male, he had gold earrings and black gloves, he also had a black bag around his chest, and you could see the numerous scars around his arms perhaps from hard labor or countless fights.

On his face was a large scar, but it seemed to only enhance his beauty, his hands were stained with almost dried up blood, some of it was smeared on his face.

Your brows furrowed, 'what is this feeling..?' you wondered, as you placed a hand on your chest, looking conflicted. Your cheeks were starting to get flushed and your heart was beating rapidly.

"Are you okay (name)?" Rover shrugged off Scar as they made their way to you, worried clear in their eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine." You reassured him as you still continued to look at Scar, who finally turned his attention towards you.

The smile on his face had widened, "and who's this little lamb?" Scar asked and feeling threatened, Rover put their arm in front of you, as if guarding you from the slowly approaching student.

Scar easily slapped Rover's hand away, he leaned towards you, enough for you to smell ashes and smoke. "your name?" he asked, his smile seemed to mellow into a more charismatic one, less of the manic one like before. It seemed more like a mask.

You gave him your name despite Rover's objections.

And seeing as how hopeless it was to stay, Rover took you away, you'd glance back as you walk, and your eyes would meet mismatched ones.

"It's a shame our short date had to come to an end." He pouted as you got farther and farther.

Whether or not he was serious, you didn't care to know. You find yourself focusing on your own feelings, researching at google, you find that the answer was that you simply fell for the scarred student.

You couldn't tell Rover however or seek guidance, they didn't seem to like scar and you didn't trust your other friends.

You could remember how you got to that point in the future.

It started with the little things.

It was your and a few of your classmates' designated cleaning day, but you find yourself alone in the classroom, your cleaning mates decided to play hooky yet again. You frowned but shook it off, there was nothing that could be done. You begun to push the chairs in the desk and erasing the blackboard. But the eraser was filled with chalk so you opened the windows and began hitting the eraser so the dust would fly off.

And then your eyes seemed to catch a peppermint haired boy, and you couldn't stop staring as he played soccer, he skillfully dribbled the ball pass his opponents and kicked it, scoring a point for his team.

leaning forward and eyes squinted to try and get a better look at him as he raised his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face, and then-

A gasp escaped your lips, jumping away from the window, as if sensing your stare, he turned to look at your direction, you started to sweat, some part of you hoped that he wasn't looking at or for you, but there was another part of you, a small and tempting voice, that spoke, making you think he was looking at you intentionally, like he knew you were there.

And so you continued on with your cleaning.

Your everyday routine started to change, adapt as you continued to increasingly seek out Scar. Not in a social or chatting way, but in a stalker type of seeking out.

Rover and your other friends could sense your change, but was unable to point out what changed specifically, and you learned to hide it.

The gallery of your phone was slowly filled with candid shots of the apple in your eyes. That one previously empty space in your cabinet was starting to get filled by trinkets and printed out photographs and sticky notes of your 'senpai', your love.

Trinkets such as used bottles or pens or handkerchief you stole from him while he wasn't in his classroom. Sticky notes that filled with compliments and notes about him.

Scar note #1: he doesn't like bitter food or overly sweet and fatty foods.

Scar note #5: he's a member of the sports club while also being in a gang or group named Fractsidus.

Scar note #7: he's having difficulties with science but excels in PE.

You got more bolder as you become more skilled in stalking him, you'd start to leave gifts or anonymous notes inside the drawer of his desk or bag whenever you could. Your gifts vary depending on your mood,

sometimes it was meticulously written notes for his science class, one you had to work hard to learn yourself and even have to ask Baizhi for help, other days you'd leave snacks or bottled drinks for him, food that you knew he liked.

once you were bold, and perhaps becoming more sick? perverted? horny? in love, you sent a pair of your underwear. used ones even, with a particular scent and a white patch.

And yet, your gifts garnered no outward reaction from Scar, at least, from what you could tell.

Even helping him clean or patch up his wounds, or directly communicating or interacting with him face to face, although he regarded you with playfulness or amusement, to you it didn't seem like he was interested in you at all.

But it did not deter you, it motivated you even, like a moth to a flame or perhaps Icarus and the sun. You knew he was dangerous or just bad for you, but it didn't stop you, you wanted him, and you were willing to do whatever it takes to have him.

The notes on your closet became more erratic and less cutesy, the handwriting deepened, almost ripping the paper.

My love <3

So handsome 𖹭

I will have him.

MINE.

You find yourself investigating, procuring questionable materials like a stun gun and thick long rope. You begun to fall into a rabbit hole, and you began to slip in terms of cautiousness, but perhaps that will be for another oneshot~

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And then you did it, you finally snapped as you heard that someone planned to confess to Scar. You grabbed a small bottle that had grinding up sleeping pills and headed to school. You finally decided you were going to get what you so desperately wanted.

. . .

You knew Scar's schedule well, and so you knew the perfect time to strike. Scar usually stayed at School very late at night, seemingly doing something on his laptop in the library. And so while he was away having went to the bathroom, you grabbed his bottle from the desk, opening it to hear a fresh pop and then you sedated it.

You left as quickly and as quietly as you came, hiding behind the numerous shelves of the library, you managed to peek through an opening, watching him return, behind his back you could see him reach for the bottle and.. he drank it.

And when he soon fell asleep, you took him away to your apartment. You closed his laptop quickly, putting it in his bag which you also brought to your apartment with you.

After maneuvering around the cameras and stuffing him unceremoniously in a guitar case which he surprisingly fitted in?? Scar was on your bed, and you were slightly out of breath, your hand reached to brush his locks away from his face "I'm sorry I had to put you in a guitar case" you softly apologized, "ah~" you leaned towards his face "you are so beautiful" your fingers would graze his scar, and then he stirred.

With wide eyes you quickly tied him up and tape his mouth, you began to stretch your arms, and mentally you decided to go take a bath.

As you get a towel and headed to the bathroom you closed the lights of the room and went out, quietly closing the door.

In the bathroom, you quickly stripped off all your clothes and after filling the bathtub with water, you dipped your toes and then entered the bathtub. You sighed in relief, praising yourself on a rather productive day.

Once you were done you got out of the bathtub and wrapped a towel around yourself, cursing as you remember you forgot to bring a change of clothes. And you walked back to your room, ignoring the wet puddle you tracked in the hallway.

Entering your bedroom you find that something was off but seeing him sleeping soundly on your bed you relaxed, you headed to your cabinet, maneuvering in your dark room to not bother your sleeping love.

As you were about to open your cabinet someone pulled you, and you find yourself in the present predicament.

back to the present

"You're no match for me little lamb."

You stared at him, a bit pale, cheeks flush at the intimate position you were in, your mouth was open but you were unable to express any words.

"Got nothing to say huh?" he laughed in amusement as his grip on your wrists loosened. "Did you think I was that careless to get kidnapped by you?" He questioned and you looked at him as the gears in your head started to turn.. "you let me?"

"Of course, you were such a devoted little lamb, I just had to reward you." He cooed, his other hand cupping your face and you purred, leaning into his warm touch.

"I see" you said softly and you find yourself relaxing, if he willingly let himself get kidnapped by you, then there was some mutual feelings or respect,, right?

Scar hummed, taking his hand away from your cheek causing you to pout, "now how should I reward you next? you did a lot for me after all, such a good little lamb." he said, his hand made its way to your neck, his fingers trailing down, leaving fire in its trail as your body began to feel hot.

You squirmed under him as he reached your collarbone, it taunted you, almost daring it to go further down and perhaps under your towel.

"What do you want?" he asked, there was something burning in his eyes, a look you were familiar with.

"You."

He laughed but didn't seem opposed or disgusted, if anything he seemed pleased, "Good, but if you want me, you have to give yourself to me in return." he told you.

"You already have me."

His eyes crinkled in some sort of twisted joy, and then it confirmed it. The look in his eyes was one of twisted love and obsession, one that mirrored your own, if not overpowering it.

That night was when you officially tied the knot of this twisted love.

He was yours, finally.

And finally (officially) you were his.

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Sorry for the low quality gif at the top, I may or may not make a part 2 and 3, depending whether you guys like it or not. Ehe~

I'ma just write my own BoZ fanfic again, (๑و•̀ ‿•́)و

brother got me into pokerogue, and now im addicted T-T, my run which was around lvl 130+ ended cause of Finn having a shiny rayquaza, fuckkkk