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Three’s A Party: Four x Reader x Eric
TrAshy Says: This literally just popped into my head so if it’s shit, you know why. No hate to Tris but reader’s jealousy is almost as bad as her boys ;)
Warnings: A little violence, Suggestive themes
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“I don’t know how you do it, Y/N.” Tori exhales, nimbly dodging your fury of punches.
Though she preferred the laid back nature of tattooing, Tori still liked to spar, especially with you. It was the perfect time to catch up on life and hone your fighting skills. You guys may have been best friends, but neither of you went easy on each other, as told by the bruises that were starting to form on both your bodies.
“Do what?” you breathe, blocking a high kick. “Date both of them. One of them is bad enough, but both? Together? You’re just asking for trouble.”
This isn’t the first time your relationship has been the topic of conversation, but it still catches you off-guard all the same. Tori uses this to her advantage and swipes your feet from under you, knocking you flat on your back and pinning you underneath her booted foot. You tap out begrudgingly, and she half-smiles at your glare before helping you up.
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I love this so much. I do be pulling my bf in from his neckties sometimes to kiss or just because he’s being an idiot. Either one.
Scenarios That I Imagine In My Freetime
- them saying, “What are you going to do about it”
- them making a spotify playlist full of songs that remind them of you
- falling asleep on their chest with their arms wrapped around you, feeling safer than you ever have before
- them trying to do your makeup and vice versa, just laughing at each others mistakes
- their eyes lighting up when they talk about you to their friends <3
- them tackling you onto your bed and giving you kisses all over your face after you wiped their kiss off jokingly
- “Do you know just how much you have me wrapped around your finger?”
- pet names. Pet Names. PET NAMES. “darling” “love” “princess/prince”
- them giving you a hug from behind while giving that one person a bitchy smile as they do so
- “Your so cute when you’re mad” “Shut up”
- You pull away from a kiss but they immediately say, “no come back here” before kissing you again
- them lifting your head and just staring at you, leading you to say, “what?” they reply “wait a minute I wanna look at you” before pulling you into a kiss
- them grabbing your hips to get past you
- kissing in the rain. Need I say more?
- pulling them into a kiss by their necktie/you getting pulled into a kiss by your necktie
- them being speechless when seeing you all dressed up
- their hips being the exact same height as the kitchen counters. That’s all imma say but ifykyk.
MATERIALIST
-Eric Coulter
Knowledge: Prologue, pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7, pt.8, pt.9, pt.10, pt.11
-Four
❀𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧❀
𝐹𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 𝟸𝟾
┍━━━━━━━━»•» ❀ «•«━┑
❝𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝,
𝑇𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟.❞
~ 𝐿.𝐷.𝑅
┕━»•» ❀ «•«━━━━━━━━┙
𝑨𝒏𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒂: 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛
╔═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╗
❝𝑖 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑
ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒’𝑠 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠.❞
~ 𝐴𝑛𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑎
╚═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╝
𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒔:
𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑦 = 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡
𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑠 = 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 / 𝑂𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠
𝐴𝑙𝑏𝑢𝑚𝑠 = 𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠’𝑠
𝑀𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔:
𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑡: 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡, 𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝐼 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟, 𝑅𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠
- - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - -
𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠, 🎀. ~ 𝐴𝑛𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑎 (𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔)
𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑠 (𝑛𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠) 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ 𝑀𝐴𝑌𝐵𝐸 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡.
𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒.
𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮!!! 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝟷𝟾˖ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌.
𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫
𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬
𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲
Tobias Eaton/Four - I'm Not Going Anywhere
Warnings: Mention of fighting, blood, injury-ish, nightmare/PTSD awakening, trauma(obviously), Caleb (his name is traumatising)
Words: 1k
A/N: Main character takes Tris’ place and Four takes care of the reader after the fight. SHE/HER PRONOUNS
Also hello, I haven't written in a while, I've been busy working just busy in general. I'll try to upload more often.
[Y/N’s POV]
I had just got back from Erudite: after a tough evening in the tower. Caleb wasn’t very interested in helping me: which proves that faction is after all before blood. The only thing that ran through my mind in that moment was the urge to yell at him: even punch him to make his realise that we’re still family, but he does not seem to care.
The silence was loud in the staircase: buzzing through my ears as I walked down to my current faction. MY steps became loud in the narrow hallway. I stopped my track for a second, thinking someone was following me. It was probably late: I was surely imagining things.
My steps led me to the center of the underground passages before someone put their hand on my mouth. Two other pairs of arms lifted me through the air: crushing the nerves in my limbs by their strength. As my boy tried to free itself from their hold, my punches were a success after a few seconds of kicking and struggling to get out. I used all of my strength to prevent myself to fall off the edge. My hand had reached one of the guys that were ripping my own skin off of my body right now.
Al.
His face was the one to make me crack. One of the guys had punched me in the head, almost making me fall off the edge as I gained a boost of aggression to push them off of me. They almost fell off the cliff, which gave me enough time to think this through.
Why would he do this to me?
He’s my friend, is he?
What do they want from me?
Why are they trying to kill me?
Some many questions were running through my head. Two fists were placed in front of my self, waiting for them to come to me. Another one of the boys shot his fist in my face, causing me to fall down of dizziness. Blood was running down my face, especially nose causing it to throb in pain.
I couldn’t fight anymore.
But Dauntless don’t give up, at least they try to.
As if time stopped, I saw the glimpse of Al’s fist coming up only to be stopped another man stepping in. My vision was too blurry to figure out who it was. I could only see bits of action. The three abductors were down and I felt a pair of strong arms lifting me up.
“Are you alright? Can you stand up?” I could barely get words out of my mouth. The only thing that could get out a whisper, filled with pain.
“Four?”
He lifted me in his arms, carrying me out their reach as I felt my soul get out of my body. Then, all was black.
[Four’s POV]
She must have lost consciousness. I carried he back to my room, gently setting her on my bed. Her clothes were ripped from the dicks that went on her.
Right now, the only thing that mattered was her.
Y/N.
Only her.
I’ll deal with them in the morning.
I carefully slipped one of my sweater on top of her body, looking for any other wounds than her face on her.
She was all bruised and bloody. A broken nose including a head trauma. They’ll pay for that.
I took a bowl a clean water and carefully wiped blood from her knuckles, lips and even the trauma on her head.
I set a chair by my bed, not wanting to let her go of my sight.
She looked so vulnerable, I wanted to make her mine: make her safe and keep her close to me at all times.
[Some time later]
I woke up from my watch; it was still night.
She was still lying in the position, breathing deeply but shakily as well. I stood up, feeling her pulse on her soft wrist only for a few seconds. I didn’t know why her pulse was so high. She was sleeping; at least I thought so.
Her head suddenly snapped from one side to another on the pillow. Her arms lifted themselves on the top of her face; as if she was protecting herself poorly. She was whimpering; almost sobbing of pain. A few words could only come out of her mouth
“Stop, please.” I lowered myself to the level of the bed.
I tried placing my hand on her shoulder only to find her jumping awake. My own body moved as fast as hers to sit by the edge of the bed.
“You’re okay. Y/N, you’re safe” She looked lost until her eyes met mine and tears shed out of her eyes. I softly placed my hand on her cheek, carefully wiping her tears with my thumb. She was shaking.
It took all of my self control to not take her in my arms, but it wasn’t enough. I pulled her softly into my embrace, she squeezed me tight against her.
[Y/N’s POV]
Four pressed me against him, God I was so scared. I couldn’t breathe. They were all over me again, hitting me but this time I couldn’t do anything about it. Al, Chris even Will was there. They were all laughing and kicking me as if I were their punching bag.
But he was there now. Keeping me safe from them. “Thank you.” A soft whisper left my mouth, still holding on to him.
He softly took the back of my neck forcing me to face him. “Y/N, I will never, ever let them get close to you ever again. I promise you that. You will never see them again.”
“If they even think about approaching you, I will kick them over the bridge myself.”
A soft smile appeared on my face.
He softly kissed my forehead, holding me back against him.
My head suddenly felt like a tornado and he noticed as fast as I did. “Come on, lie down.”
He looked down sweetly at me.
“You probably got a concussion. Get some rest, love.”
I catched his hand before he got back in his chair. He stared down at me with his soft expression gleaming.
“Please don’t go”
He smiled sweetly.
“I’m not going anywhere.”