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.
Word Count: 1342
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.
Request:@divergent–fandom : Reader is an Erudite transfer, who has done well in initiation so far. They have a crush on Eric, one of Dauntless’ leaders. One night, the two get black out drunk, hook up, and must face the realities in the morning.
I was always smart; I mean you kind of have to be when Erudite forces you to study almost constantly. But even with my nose in a book, I always made time to watch the Dauntless jump off the train in the morning, wondering what it must be like to have the wind rustle your hair as you launch yourself out of a moving vehicle. The thrill is what convinced me to hold my hand over the dauntless bowl, and hear the coals sizzle as my blood drips onto them.
We are halfway through initiation, and I’m doing well if I don’t say so myself. I’m ranked third, and kicking ass every day. The only thing that has me hung up is the strong, brave and honestly kind of scary leader, Eric. I remember seeing him in Erudite when I was a kid. He was always silent and kind of broody, but that never deterred me from having a crush on him. Now that I’m here, seeing him again, my crush has come back tenfold.
Four and Eric put us through the ringer every single day; but today, they seemed to be extra harsh, so when Four announced there was a party we were allowed attend, I couldn’t have been more excited.
The roar of the chasm wasn’t loud enough to drown out the voices and the music of the evening. Empty drink in hand, I make my way over to the bar. “Hi, can ummm, have another please?” The bartender looks at me incredulously.
“I think you’ve had enough.” He laughs, turning around to serve the next person. Angrily I grab a random bottle from behind the counter and turn to run.
Keeping my eyes on the bartender to make sure he didn’t see me, I ram right into some, sending the bottle to the floor. Lifting my heavy head, my eyes meet the striking blue ones I know so well. “sorrrryy.” I slur with a giggle on the end.
He says nothing as he grabs my upper arm and drags me across the room to a hallway off the main room. The hallway is dark and deserted. He lets go of my arm, and I lean against the cool stone wall. “What do you think you’re doing?” He demands. He large arms cross, causing his forearm muscles to look even bigger and stronger. His presence intoxicates me even more.
“Havin’ a drink, lettin’ loose.” I shrug, trying to show him how unaffected I am by him.
“Is that so (Y/N)?” he places his hands on both sides of my head, while leaning down to whisper in my ear. His hot breath tickles my neck, as the smell of his cologne mix with the whisky on his breath, sends shivers down my spine.
“Ye… yes” I stutter, completely overwhelmed by him.
“You know, I could show you a really good time.” Eric smirks as he begins kissing my neck.
Lost in the overwhelming sensation of his burning lips on my neck, I moan. Eric’s hand covers my mouth, as he whispers in my ear. “Shhh, love. We wouldn’t want someone to find us, now would we?” I shake my head my no, silently begging him to continue.
His hand snakes down my throat, curving around my body, it finds its way to my hand. With a gentle tug, he leads me to what I assume is his apartment. He fumbles as he unlocks his door. I look around the hall of apartments, impressed by how much better it looks than where the initiates are staying.
The pitch-black apartment becomes dimly light as Eric switches on a lamp. He wastes no time by giving me a tour as he begins to unbutton my shirt. With his mouth on my neck, my shirt is soon on the floor. hastily he takes of his, followed by his pants.
Suddenly his large arms lift me off the ground, and he tosses me over his shoulder. His hand comes down sharply on my ass, causing me to squeal. I brace myself as he tosses me onto his bed. Expecting a firm mattress, I am surprised as I feel as though I’ve landed on a cloud.
My head is pounding as my eyes slowly peel apart. Wincing at the onslaught of light, I move to roll over, only to find strong arms holding me in place. Very slowly, I move to see a slumbering Eric next to me. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, is all I think as I carefully climb out from under his embrace.
I put on my clothing piece by piece as I follow the trail they make from the bed to the door. I feel like throwing up as I look around Eric’s apartment. It’s very minimal, only the essentials, you would almost think no one lives here if it weren’t for the one mug in the sink.
Turning the cold metal nob, I wince as the door creaks. I slip out, not hearing Eric get up. Jogging down the hall, out of sight of his door. I take a second to breath. Letting my back hit the cool concrete wall, I slid down, head in my hands. What have I done?
My first (and most likely last) one-shot about Captain Boomerang! :D I haven’t read much about him or anything with Australian slang so it was pretty hard getting the hang of it. I had to alter most or all of his story to fit in the divergent universe but I hope you still like it!
If anything is so wrong you can´t stand it tell me & I will change it :D
Lightning stroke over the glass dome in the interrogation room at the candor headquarters, the raging storm and the pounding rain mirroring the emotions, overshadowing the scene inside.
The young leader was kneeling on the floor, hands folded in front of him, still wearing his trademark smirk as he looked up at his biggest nemesis. Standing over him, Four had his gun cocked ready to end his life.
But not even now staring right into the face of death was Eric scared. Dying had never been part of his fear landscape and if he had to leave this life now, at least he knew the guilt of killing him would forever wear down the man that claims to be the epitome of dauntless.
A/N: I hope this makes any sense at all but I
just can’t stop writing things about water. It’s summer, after all. And hot.
Outrageously handsome (fictional) men don’t really contribute to that but well…
A/N: An Eric smut…kinda short I know but I still posted it :) MASTERLIST
Word Count: 419
Good morning handsome.” You greeted Eric as he entered the kitchen that you shared since you were together. His strong arms snaked around your waist as his buried his face in the crook of your neck. He placed a small kiss on it. “Good morning beautiful. You know what today is?” He placed another kiss on your neck. His fingers dug into your waist and he slowly grinded you from behind. “How could I forget?”
“I got something for you tonight.” You began begging to know. “Save the begging for tonight.” You turned around and placed a kiss on his lips.
Eric blind folded your eyes as you strained against the cold metallic cuffs that held your limbs to the bed. Eric’s weight shifted the bed. “Time to beg.” He hissed in your ear which made you a bit wet. A buzzing sound filled the room. Eric placed the vibrator to your clit as he gently moved it making you wetter and moaned out his name louder. His hot lips met your nipples and he began sucking. “Eric please.” Eric set the vibrator on high which sent you to your first orgasm.. You felt Eric’s thick tongue met your sex. You gasped as he began licking it, his tongue moved around your core expertly. He knew your spots and how to make you feel good. “Fuck me Eric! Please!” Eric’s tongue gently flicked your clit. Two fingers entered you as he continued sucking on your clit like an animal. The vibrator teased your core. “Eric! Fuck me!” You pleaded breathlessly. You felt him coming up to your ear. “Sure thing sweetheart. And it’s daddy for you.” He instantly banged inside you without giving you a chance to adjust. He thrusted his hips agonizingly slow. The vibrator went back on high. Eric’s thrusts were sending you over the edge. “You’re so tight. Fuck.” He growled. “I want to see you!” He removed your blind fold and immediate your eyes met. You heart throbbed as his thrusts were getting faster by the second. “Come for me Y/N.” You exploded your juices all over Eric’s cock. Your body shivered and Eric immediately removed your cuffs and held you close to him as he continued thrusting until he came just a few minutes later.
You both laid on the bed breathlessly. “That was…amazing.” You kissed Eric on the lips and nuzzled your face in his broad chest. “Happy anniversary Y/N. I love you.”
“I love you too Eric.”