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And I gotta convince myself I don't want it, even though I do. by Getwetrani
Fandoms: Justin Bieber (Musician), Selena Gomez (Musician)
06 Feb 2024
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“You came, I wasn’t sure that you would.” She said, sounding unsure. His mouth felt dry, but knew he had to respond. The resolve to tell her that this shit was done forever was already fading just looking at her, he had to say it fast. She was so damn stunning.
“I thought we talked about this, Selena. We agreed this was over, for good.” He made himself say the words, even if his hands twitched to feel her skin, to grip her hair, to pick her up by that round ass she was sitting on and slam her down on the couch. Said woman nodded, staying quiet for a moment before standing up, smoothing down her dress and looking every bit of the woman she had become. Regal was the word he’d read in People Magazine recently. The singer couldn’t agree with them more.
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“Hello Wednesday.” He smiled smugly down at her. Wednesday held her trained composure, even if her senses were going wild. She had been tracking him for months and now here he was. Laying on top of her, once again with the upper hand. Maybe he’d shift right now and bite her throat out, or stay in human form and strangle her while looking deeply into her eyes. Oh how half of her wished he didn’t disappoint.
“Hello Tyler.”
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He had unlocked a needy, wanting side of her she never thought possible before. Always cringing at her boarderline cannibalistic parents. Now, all it took was a simple smile and a teasing look in his eyes to make her want to find a closet, a dark alcove, an empty classroom, his car, the stock room at the Weathervane, Satan, even as of last week a well covered brush area behind the Hummers shed was enough for her. The Frump family curse had finally struck.
Cute fluff with some smut sprinkled in. Non-Hyde Tyler.
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“Come bye tonight. We have business.” Was literally all she got out of him before he abruptly hung up. God, so bloody arrogant. Didn’t even have the courtesy to pretend he wasn’t in total control. She shook her head at herself. Even when Ada screamed, fought, and held up a damn pistol, she still gave in. Always. Like some marionette. He always had the power. Even when they were children. Sure, Arthur was the oldest, but he was no match for their middle brother. The cunning, the calculating, and even before the war, the cold.
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“Over time I started to remember…Everything. The sound of their screams, the panic in their eyes, and a fear so primal I could taste it. And it was delicious.” He was right in front of her now, towering over her small frame in a way that was clearly meant to make her feel powerless. But something else was stirring in the pit of her stomach, something she really wasn't sure what to call just yet. Something she had been feeling build since her vision after he'd kissed her. This boy in front of her who used to be something more like a pet, like an adorable little bat, was definitely no pet. At least not in that sense. He was cold, sadistic, and haunting. He was…Spectacular.