The Stereotype

 Requested by anon: Drabble #7 with eric from divergent plsss 

 Pairing: Eric Coulter X Reader

 Word count: 955

 Drabble: Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.

 Things are different now. That was the first thing they told you when you jumped off the net. A brand new initiation with new possibilities. Thanks to those “possibilities” you’re standing here, in the leader’s office, waiting for Max.

 You’re a very good fighter. The best among the transfers, and better than half of the Dauntless-born. Someone saw something good on you. You hope this person is right.

 “Among all those kids, Four had to choose a little girl.”

 You look at the door behind you to see him. Eric. It makes sense. He’s your instructor and a leader. Max wouldn’t lose his time with the initiates.

 “It’s you, then.” The smile that comes to his lips seems honest and that surprises you. “I’ve seen you fight. You’re good. (Y/N), am I right?”


 “Very good. That’s how it’ll work.” He sits down in his huge chair, making eye contact all the time. You can’t help but feel uncomfortable. “You’ll train with the other initiates until lunch. Then with me until dinner. That means…”

 “I’ll have to train even harder.” You cut him off, shyly avoiding his gaze. Those blue eyes can make you melt, somehow you know that. “Four already told me that.”

 “Great. Meet me here tomorrow after lunch. Don’t be late.” 

 “Maybe this opportunity isn’t a good thing for you.” Clary, your friend who came with you from Erudite is trying to change your mind. For two hours now. “Do you know Keenan? The Dauntless-born with green hair? He told me Eric punched his brother right in the face just because the man didn’t move out his way.”

 “I’ll just move then.” A laugh escapes your lips. “The thing is: I never thought about leadership. Now that I actually have a chance, I’ll fight for it.”

 “Eric is the bad guy, (Y/N). You need to understand that.” Clary makes you stop, right by the dormitory’s door. “He hanged five initiates over the chasm for something like disobeying his orders.”

 “Clar, I’ll be fine. Let’s get some sleep because tomorrow will be a long day.”

 Ignoring her response, you run the bathroom to take a shower before going to sleep.

 “(Y/N), can I talk to you?” Four calls you when you successfully hit your target. You gladly run to meet him, standing away from everyone.

 “What’s up?”

 “Eric.” It’s cute to see that he cares. Four has been a great friend since you came here. “You don’t like following rules, but you have to do what he says.” He takes a look around, probably just checking if the initiates aren’t trying to kill each other. “He’s dangerous. I thought he wouldn’t agree training you so I’d do myself. But for some reason, he wants to keep his eyes on you.”

 “Four, I’m thankful for your friendship and for your help. Clary wants me to give up because you know… It’s Eric. But I can handle it. I can handle him.” You give him a smile, kindly touching his arm. “I promise that I’ll tell you if anything happens.”

 “I’ll be here for you, but I won’t be physically there to help you. You have to keep in mind that Eric is the bad…”

 “(Y/N)!” You turn around quickly to face Eric, staring at you from the other side of the training room. “You’re fighting now.”

 “See you around, Four.”

 You take your time during lunch, enjoying the small talk with the other initiates. Clary keeps giving you tips on “how to deal with Eric Dauntless Leader Coulter”. When Four calls, you say goodbye to your friends, running to the leader’s office.

 Guess what you see when you get there? The worst person of this cruel faction drinking coffee peacefully. You clean your throat after opening the door quietly, not wanting to bother him or something.

 “You’re late.”

 “No, I’m not. Four can prove it.” It comes out before you can think, and the image of your body hanging over the chasm fills your mind.

 “Four. You like him.” It isn’t a question, but you don’t know why Eric is saying this. What Four has to do with this situation?

 “Of course I do. We’re kinda friends.” You sit before him, playing with a black pen, pretending to draw on his desk. “He helps me. He actually helps everyone who needs him.”

 “What about me?”

 It does make you freeze. Eric’s icy eyes are locked on yours. You search on your memories for a reason. Since the first day, you’ve been trying your best and being successful. You know Eric pays a lot of attention to you, but that’s just because you’re good at what you do.

 But that’s weird. What the hell he wants you to say?

 “About you what?” You struggle, trying not to stutter.

 “Four is your friend. What am I?”

 “My leader. My instructor.” You take a deep breath, letting the pen fall from your fingers. “And everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.

 “Do you believe them?” Eric stands up, moving to sit on the chair beside you.

 “I don’t know yet.”

 “If you don’t give up I can show you that I’m more than a stereotype.”

 “Why?” You can’t help but smile. Eric’s very handsome and it makes you blush. Trying to keep your heartbeat steady, you avoid his gaze.

 “Because I kinda like you.” He imitates your tone when you were speaking about Four.

 “Well, I can’t promise you anything.”

 “Good thing I have time.” After giving you a smile that almost makes your heart melt, he goes back to his seat, grabbing a pile of papers. “Today we have paperwork.”

 You’d complain, but somehow you want to spend all the time you can with him.


A/N: So, originally, this was supposed to be a thing in my fanfic “Colour Bruise” which I haven’t updated in ages. I am planning on finishing the story but for now, enjoy this. ;-)

Words: 1789
Warnings: lime, a lot of swearing

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The Truth’s Never Been this Hard

Request: Please could you write a Four/Tobias x reader where (Y/n) is best friends with Tris and is in love with Four, but refuses to admit that due to her friendship with Tris. When Four requests the three of them be put on trial in Candor using a truth serum, (Y/N) is nervous, but believes nothing about her feelings will come up, but they do.

For: Anon

Word Count: 1342

Originally posted by lifessong95

Everything was so complicated.

Tobias was in love with Tris.

Tris was in love with Tobias.

Not that hard right?

At least not until someone realizes that you, Tris’ best friend, was also in love with Tobias.

Then things got wonky.

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For: Anon

Imagine: Accidentally being pushed into Eric’s lap in the middle of the cafeteria.

This can be read as a standalone imagine, or as a part of a series: Part 1

You run your hand through your hair as you walk across the cafeteria after a long day of work. Some people give you nods of greeting while others cower away, being a Dauntless leader meant that you were well respected, but at the same time you evoked a sense of fear with many members of you faction.

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 Word count: 794

 It’s almost midnight, but you aren’t tired. When you order another piece of cake, Jason, a guy who has been a fellow initiate, sits beside you. You keep quiet, eating and laughing at Kevin’s jokes, the man who’s working at the bar.

 “This one was great, right, (Y/N)?”

 “One of your best, K.” You admit.

 “I haven’t seen you around lately.”

 You look at Jason with a small fake smile. “I’ve been busy.”

 “Leadership, I know. And there comes another one.” He tilts his head to the other side of the small bar, to Eric, your lovely coworker. He sits away from you, well, he rather stays away from anyone.

 “Yeah,” you say, trying to make him see that you don’t wanna talk. You heard about Jason. Always mean and cruel. Not that different from Eric, you’re aware, but Jason was a shameful fighter. You were feeling sick just to hear him breathe.

 “Where you’re living now?”

 “Where the leaders use to live.” It’s Eric who answers. You look at him, with a confused expression on your face. You didn’t know he was paying attention.

 “Wasn’t talking to you.”

 “You can take his answer as mine.”

 “I thought you didn’t need someone to talk for you, (Y/N).” Jason’s smile makes you push away your piece of cake and get up.

 “I rather not to talk to you.”

 “Why? We have nothing to lose. I’m single and so are you. And we’re in the best place in the world”

 “Are you crazy?” You turn to him again, with both your hands on your hips.

 “What’s wrong with you? You’re Dauntless now. What’s wrong with a one night stand?”

 “Being Dauntless doesn’t mean she has to be stupid like you.” Eric stands up and speaks before I can even think of a good answer.

 “Excuse me?” You whisper to him.

 “Shut up, let me deal with him,” Eric whispers back. You gasp in shock. What’s happening with him?

 “Why is he defending you?” Jason stands up too, and you feel the tension between the men.

 “I don’t know. Now, kids, go to sleep.”

 “Sure. My offer is up if you want.”

 “She won’t be your one night stand.” The anger on Eric’s voice makes you grab his arm and pull him out the bar.

 You don’t care about what’s wrong with Eric tonight, but you don’t want any problems. You let him go as soon as you’re out, but he keeps following you through the compound. Both of you live on the same corridor, but your apartment is slightly far from his. You stop next to your door and turn on your heels to face Eric.

 “Tell me what the hell was that, would you?”

 “Jason has caused enough problems. And I heard he impregnated a girl who’s raising the kid alone. I don’t want this for you.” Eric sounds weird. A weight on his voice, something you never heard before.

 “Why do you even care? You insult me and shout at me whenever you can. Why do you care now? ” You try your best to stay still and don’t let him notice that your hopes are getting high. Since your initiation, you’re completely in love with the bastard, even though he has many flaws you can’t stand. But you also try to keep both feet on the ground.

 “You’re right. I shouldn’t care. You didn’t even say thank you.” He looks at the ground and then turns to leave, but you won’t let him go without an explanation. No one, not even Eric, is allowed to mess with your life and leave like it was nothing. You walk fast until you’re before him, staring into those icy blue eyes.

 “Thank you,” you whisper. You never had the chance to stay that close to him, and to be honest, the man is even more handsome than you thought. You lose your breath for a second.

 “You’re welcome. Will you let me go now? ”


 “What do you want?”

 “Sorry.” You gather all the courage you have and pull him to you by the collar of his coat.

 Kissing Eric is an old fantasy, and right now, you couldn’t let the chance slip through your fingers. You kiss him quickly, pulling away before he gets mad.

 “Sorry.” You mutter again.

 He smiles at you, amused, and you look down.

 “That was interesting,” Eric says before leaning close and capturing you in a slowly kiss, something you never expected from him since he was all about roughness. After a while, you both pull away to breathe, but he keeps you close.

 “Well, that was interesting. You were jealous.”  You whisper, a small smile on your lips.

 “Yes. That guy will never get anywhere near you again.”

Full Of Surprises {Reader Insert}

Imagine: A clumsy little Amity girl stumbles her way into the Dauntless foundation, and to everyone’s surprise, is pretty damn good. So good in fact, that she catches her leader’s eye.

Summary: {Y/N} has worked hard since the Choosing Ceremony, fighting her way to the top with unexpected skill. When the night comes for a game of Capture the Flag, she has a little one on one time with Eric. With victory in hand, it’s that moment he realises that this little farm girl could be the initiate he’s been waiting for.

Request?: Yes! A lovely little nonny requested an Eric x amity!reader. Where Eric thinks the reader will be a total fail but ends up top of her class. I kept out the ‘maybe some smut at the end’, just to take a break from writing it and to space it out on this blog. Hope it’s okay.

Word Count: 2595

Taglist: Let me know if you want to be tagged in any/particular pieces.

Disclaimer: The gif is not mine, credits to the user that made it. I do not own the Divergent characters, credits to the writers and producers of the series. In this, I’m more of going off the books in regard to the boys’ ages. So, it’s the year before Tris transferred, both of them being seventeen whilst the reader is of course sixteen.

A/N: I am really happy with this! I hope you are too. There is some sass, some badassery, and of course, there is fluff. And I just love Eric, so much, and this was so fun to write. Enjoy, my little bookworms 🖤

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For: Anon

Imagine: Eric and Four push you to your limits during initiation because they see your potential, your strength impresses Eric and he develops a lot of respect for you along with a small crush.

“Let’s go Y/L/N! Get your ass off the mat!” You hear Eric yell, your vision is blurred with sweat and blood, but you push yourself off the mat once again and face the monster of a boy that you’re fighting against. You take a deep breath and analyze your options while dodging yet another punch. Okay Y/N, Josh may be twice your size, but you’re a lot faster, what’s his weakness? Think Y/N, think! It finally hits you, you can’t aim for his stomach, he has it covered at all times, you can’t aim for his head because it’s too obvious, but you can aim for his neck. You kick him in the shin to act as a distraction, you take advantage of the split second that you have and you strike him on the side of the neck. You hit the perfect nerve and he’s instantly on the ground, out cold, “And we’re finished, get him to the infirmary, and you, Y/L/N, get yourself cleaned up.”

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For: @hermionetriskatniss

Imagine: Being a leader alongside Eric. The two of you constantly get into arguments so one of your friends handcuff you two together.  

A/N: Eric’s back! I have other parts that connect to this imagine: Part 1  Part 2 and Part 3 but you also read it as a standalone imagine if you’d like! :) 

“Can you go at least one minute without being a complete ass?!” You groaned, running your hands through your hair as your co-leader, Eric, started up yet another argument with you. God, I can’t stand this asshole.

“Can you go a minute without being a bitch?” He retorted, gripping on to your upper arm. This had become a daily routine for you; you would get to the office, one of you would start up an argument about some trivial matter, and then the argument would turn into a shouting match that would end in both of you forgetting what you were even arguing about in the first place.

“You two argue like an old married couple,” Victoria, one of your other co-leaders and your best friend, jokes, earning a glare from the two of you.

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Got It | Eric Coulter x Reader *Smut*

Request: Can you please write an Eric Divergent smut? 🙏🙏🙏 -Anon




Word Count: 959

Warnings: Smut, Unprotected sex, Shower sex, Eric being a cute ass!

Tags: @harishaanne @thecoffeestudyblr

“Eric you’re such an ass!” You yelled from the other side of the room. With a towel wrapped around your body and with the hair dryer in your hand, you rushed out of the bathroom to find Eric laughing his ass off as he saw you. Eric had put baby powder in your hair dryer and as soon as you turned it on, a cloud of baby powder hit your face and filled your hair in baby powder.

“Eric Coulter! You son of a bitch!” You said grumpily as he continued laughing. After what seemed like 5 minutes of him laughing, he wiped the tears from his eyes. “You’re cute when you’re angry.” He said.

“You’re going to get it someday Coulter.” You aimed the hair dryer at him as he cracked again in laughter. You looked behind you and saw a plug; you put the hair dryer’s plug in the wall plug and turned it on, aiming it at Eric who was now trying to escape the cloud of softness. As soon as you saw that he suffered enough, you turned off the hair dryer. “You got it.”

Eric was not happy but as soon as he saw you laughing, he couldn’t resist but not to laugh too. “Why do you have baby powder anyways?” You asked him.

“Not only women want a soft skin you know.” He said. “This doesn’t come on its own.” He emphasized on his face. You chuckled, walking back in the bathroom to get another shower. You had been living with Eric for the last six months because there weren’t enough room in Dauntless so you moved in with Eric while new rooms were being built. But the rooms were done and Eric begged you to stay with him so you accepted. He was good company plus knowing and living with Eric had its benefits.

“Well I’m going to have to take another shower again since someone had nothing to do this morning.” As you turned around, you heard Eric giggling. Eric had a rough appearance that no one should mess with but once you get to know him, he was quite a funny man. And that’s what got you under his spell. Even when you were an initiate, you were under Eric’s wing. You two had hit it very well, so to make sure that you pass, Eric helped you in training you found a bit hot. Eric’s bulging arms straining against the bar bell was…heh…hot.

You walked in the shower, throwing your towel on the floor. You turned the shower tap on and started to wash your hair again. You closed your eyes, letting the water cascade down your back. It was then when you felt something nudging your thighs. Your eyes snapped open and your head turned around to find Eric behind you, naked, water dripping down his hair, sliding down his sculpted abs and down his thighs. His dick was huge and standing at attention. You gulped as you saw him looking down at you. “Eric…what are you doing in the shower…naked?”

“Well How do except me to wash with my clothes on?” He let out a giggle as he saw you rolling his eyes. He put each hand on each arm of yours and turned you around to take a small amount of shampoo in his hand and started massaging the shampoo in your hair. You enjoyed the feeling on his fingers scratching your scalp and you moaned in relaxation. Eric’s heart skipped a beat at your moan and he moved closer to you, his dick slipped in between your thighs. You rested your head back on his chest. “Eric… if you don’t want to end up in the infirmary with your head split, I suggest we change location.”

Eric lowered his head and with a low voice he whispered, “I’m good here.” His hot breath sent shivers down your spine as it collided with your skin. His hands slowly moved to your breasts, massaging them slowly. He gently pinched your nipples, making you moan. His hips started to move in and out from between your thighs, his member brushing against your clit, making you wet and aroused. “I see the way you look at me Y/N…” He groaned as he moved his hands down to his dick to lift it up even more, so that he had full contact of your pussy.

“Oh fuck!” You cursed from underneath your breath as you felt yourself aching for him to be inside you. “I’m gonna make you beg! I want to hear my name…loud and clear.” Eric’s hand slipped down your stomach until he reached your clit; he started out with slow circular rubs. You let out a groan of frustration. “Eric please! Fuck me!” Eric didn’t need to hear another word. He took his hard dick in his hand and he rammed into you. Strings of curses fell from both of your lips. Eric started thrusting his hips, his hand holding your stomach, pushing you back into him.

“You’re so tight! Fuck!” This gave Eric the push to thrust even harder and deeper. He lifted your right leg to get in deeper, hitting your g-spot perfectly. You supported your body with a hand against the cold shower wall. Eric’s other free hand wrapped around your neck, gently grasping it as he fucked the hell out of you. You felt yourself coming in a few seconds and Eric followed you, his hot heavy breath colliding with your hot skin. The water was still falling on the two of you. You turned around to look at Eric, whose grey eyes were blown from lust.

“You’re so beautiful.” He breathed as he pressed a kiss on your lips.

“You got it.”

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