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Tobias Eaton; Four

ONESHOTS

-> "Are you afraid?"

— [Following the Divergent movie] After learning your new result from the aptitude tests, Four wants you into his world to show you how to pass. He’s determined to make you pass.

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“Are you afraid?”

PAIRING: Four x Reader

SUMMARY: [Following the Divergent movie] After learning your new result from the aptitude tests, Four wants you into his world to show you how to pass. He’s determined to make you pass.

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After learning your dear friend took the hard way of not accepting the fact he was going to become faction less, you felt fear take over your body. Your mind was running a thousand miles a minute after seeing your dead friend on the ground—how could I let him do this? You began rushing toward the doors that led outside, gasping for the fresh air of the odd morning to reach your drowning lungs. Before you could make it, you ran into a hard wall, looking up you see the hard wall being your instructor Four’s body.

“I’m sorry.” You sniffled as you tried to walk past him but you felt his hand grip onto your arm. He pulled you towards him but you ripped away from him. “Stop, please Four.”

“It’s not your fault he chose this way.” He says. You look up at him and see the way his eyes glistened in the lights of the hallways. His eyes.

“Even if it’s not, I don’t deserve my position I have now. I feel like an intruder.. like I’m-” you stopped yourself from saying the word. You see Four furrow his eyebrows at you. “Like what?”

You let out a shaky breath and looked into his eyes. A tear sliding down your cheek before letting him know what you felt. “They’re going to kill me.”

You felt more tears slide down your face. You knew your fate. You knew what was going to happen to you once you reached the second level of the training. You were warned what was going to happen if you were caught. You were determined to train yourself to not get caught but once you saw the cold, dead body of your once good friend lying on the floor, that hope and determination escaped your mind.

You knew what was going to happen to you no matter how long and how much you train yourself to surpass it.

“Why do you say that?” He asked but it didn’t feel like a question. It felt like a rhetorical question—he knew why but he wanted me to tell him the reason.

I looked up at him, tears staining my red cheeks and my bloodshot eyes piercing through his.

“You know why.”

He clenched his jaw from your response and let out a hum. “Follow me.” He says, turning around and walking around the corner.

You knitted your eyebrows in confusion and followed his order. You followed right behind him, his body becoming your shield from the dim lights of the hallways. His silhouette figure on the walls devoured yours—it was alluring to you.

Once you both reached the room you have been in before for the fear tests, you watch as he takes off his jacket and set it on the chair. He looks up at you and gives you a small nod, letting you know you can close the door. You do so and face him again. He begins to prep like he would do before testing one of his trainees for the fear exam.

“You’re going into my world.” He states. You widen your eyes, taken back by what he just said.

You watched as he gets the metal syringe ready for the serum. What felt like seconds ago he was telling you to be careful—to watch what you say towards him as you watched the way his jaw moved from the food he put in his mouth. Now he was allowing you into his world of fears. Into what kept him up at night and took over the controls of his body.

“You’re just going to let me into your mind?” You asked in disbelief.

“Mhm.”

“I don’t know a single thing about you and you’re just letting me into your world.” You scrambled. The way the vibration of the words slipped off his tongue made you tingle—his voice was deep and husky, it filled you with something you didn’t understand.

“What do you want to know?” He asked, stepping closer to you. Instinct kicked in and you stepped back. He stopped and scanned over your body, “are you afraid?”

During the whole duration of what felt like hours of him getting ready for the transition, he kept his gaze fixed on you. It felt intimidating the way he held his eyes so confidently over your face—your body. It was the first thing you noticed about him when he lifted you off the net when you first jumped down, the way he held his gaze so strongly over you. The feeling of his hands gripping your waist as he helped you onto your feet was engraved onto your skin ever since. The first moment you locked eyes with him and saw how dark and dusky they were, they seemed empty and bare the first time you stared into them. It made you want to know more about what he put a front on.

“You need to know how to handle your fears correctly. How a Dauntless would. If you want to pass without being suspected of what you are.” He stated. You watched as he injected the serum into the skin of his neck and release the liquid. You scan over his face to see his reaction but he was emotionless; like he’s done this a million times. He walks over to you with the syringe in his hand, ready to inject you next.

“Why can’t we just practice with my fears? So I know how to face them when the time comes.” You asked. He ignores what you say as he grabs your face with his left hand, his right with the metal syringe ready to pierce through your skin. Before he does so, you feel the pad of his thumb caress gently over your cheek, like he knew it was going to hurt you but he wanted to protect you from the pain.

“This will be a lot easier. I can’t see your fears clearly on the monitor. I need to show you what you need to do to pass.” The tone of his voice felt like he was pleading with you, begging you to open up to what he was going to show you, but he also sounded afraid of what you might think once you go and experience his fears with him.

You nodded at his words.

You felt a slight pinch into your skin, your nose scrunches in pain and you let out a small sigh from the contact. He slightly raises his eyebrows, like he was letting you know he was sorry for what he did. After he was finished, he placed the metal tab on the outer corner of your forehead along with himself. He then guided you onto his lap in the chair, your back facing his chest as your legs intertwined on the chair that was centered in the corner of the room. You felt him grab the sides of your waist as you lifted yourself to lean back into him, the warmth that overtook his body was now intact with yours. It felt nice feeling the rising of his chest every time he took an inhale and feeling the breath come out of his mouth onto the baby hairs of your neck.

“You ready?” He whispered, his lips so close to your ears. You nodded in response. You were ready to see what kept his mind uneasy on days he thought too much. You wanted to know what pained him in his dreams and screamed him out of them.

“I’ll see you in there.”

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A/N: hello my dudes, I am back! And with my first ever imagine of Four. I hope you all enjoyed this as I enjoyed writing this for you all.

Please let me know if you want me to write a part 2 to this of being in his hallucinations. This scene is my favorite part of the movie and I wanted to write a little something about it.

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Oh he fine fine

Hayden Christensen for EMPIRE magazine (2024)

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oh so he’s FINE fine🔥

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happy to be going into another year with these boys. happy 2021!

happy 2021 from the tannies! ♡

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“I thought I was going to die.”

pairings: sonny carisi x you

warning(s): mentions of guns

summary: you comfort him after a tough case

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You hear the sound of the front door opening. Looking at the clock by your bedside, you noticed it was late and you were surprisingly still up. You waited until he came into the room and once he did, the first thing you noticed was how beaten up he looked. There was a small scratch on his forehead yet it was so noticeable. His black blazer was thrown over his shoulder as his white dress shirt was stained with droplets of blood. He looked terrible.

You gasp and quickly get up from the bed. “Dominick, are you okay?” Once those words left your mouth, he breaks down. You pull him into your brace and he was quick to accept your comfort. He buries his face into your shoulder and cries. The sharp intakes of breath after each cry told you everything.

You brushed your fingers in his hair and rubbed his back slowly, hoping to calm him down. “It’s okay, I’m here.” You mumbled.

“I-I’m sorry,” he cries out and you furrow your eyebrows. You gently grab his face to look at you. His eyes were bloodshot red and his hair was a mess yet he looked so ethereal to you.

“What are you sorry about?” You wipe his tears away and caress his cheek with your thumb. “For crying?” You joke which causes a small chuckle out of him followed by a sniffle.

“You have nothing to be sorry for my love.” You lean up and give him a soft yet long kiss on his lips in which he gladly obliges to.

You pull away and give him a small smile that he returns. “Do you want to talk about it?” You ask.

He sighs. “The person we were looking for.. we found him and it was just Benson and I at the moment. We both split up and I was going up the stairs and..” he stops and grabs on your waist. His eyes started tearing up again which caused yours to do so too.

“I didn’t see him.” He whispers.

His grip tightens on your waist like you were going to disappear any second if he let go.

“H-He knocked me to the ground and when I looked up, he had a gun to my head and the first thing I thought of was you.”

He finally looks at you and you see how broken he was. You bite your lip in attempt to control you tears but you couldn’t.

“I thought I was going to die.” He cries.

You pull him into another hug and he holds onto you like his life depended on it. “I’m sorry for thinking that but I just-” he lets out a shaky breath.

“I just thought I wasn’t going to make it home to you tonight honey.”

Everytime he left for work, you feared something like this would happen but it would end with you seeing him at the morgue. You never liked thinking that but you knew what he did and it scared you like hell when he would come home late. You knew the cases could be tiring and long but that didn’t stop you from thinking the worst scenarios.

“All that matters is that you’re okay and safe. You made it home and whatever happened to you out there, I am so beyond proud of you. Of course I worry about you everytime you leave but I know you’ll always come back to me.”

There was a silence between you two as you both look into each other’s eyes. The thought of losing him made you tear up but you had to tell yourself that he was there. That he was okay and he came home. You knew in that moment, he was the love of your life.

He interrupts your thinking by leaning down and giving you a small kiss. “I love you.” He says against your lips. The way his words vibrated against your skin gave you shivers.

You pull him closer to you as if the world would snatch him away and gave him a big smile in response that makes him chuckle. “And I love you.”

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A/N: omg hiiii !!! I haven’t posted in forever and I’m sorry for that. Buuuut I finally watched season 22 of law and order svu and I cannot wait for the next episode. I never realized how much I missed them until I started the show. Especially carisi :( once I saw him, all my feelings for him came rushing back haha. so I decide to write this short, cute yet sad imagine with him bc why not ;)

I hope you all enjoy!

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We talk a lot about consent, and that’s a good thing. We talk a lot about autonomy, and that’s a good thing. We talk a lot about privacy, and that’s a good thing.

But we talk mostly about all of that in respect to sex, and relationships, and it’s important to remember this applies to other things, too.

If someone says, “don’t tell anyone I got this new job,” and you then tell people, you’ve violated their consent, their privacy, and their autonomy.

If a friend says, “I don’t like it when people touch my hair,” and you keep touching their hair, you have violated their consent, their autonomy, and their privacy.

If a coworker asks you not to tease them about their new boyfriend, even if it seems like gentle and friendly fun to you, and you do it, you’ve violated their consent, their autonomy, and their privacy.

People remember these things, and they hurt. Not as much as sexual assault, obviously. But those small violations of your wishes, those instances of disrespect, still hurt, and they can add up.

Consent doesn’t just apply to sex. Respect the wishes of others.

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jungkook and taehyung singing never not

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missing yoongi hours 😔

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he’s literally the definition of hope 🥺

“I think the name made me, who I am.”

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if comfort was a person, it would be bts. 

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looking extra cute with those glasses

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BTS MASTERLIST

REACTIONS

Seeing you without makeup for the first time

KIM NAMJOON IMAGINES

Finding out you have nipple piercings

KIM SEOKJIN IMAGINES

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MIN YOONGI IMAGINES

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JUNG HOSEOK IMAGINES

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PARK JIMIN IMAGINES

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KIM TAEHYUNG IMAGINES

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JEON JUNGKOOK IMAGINES

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A/N

hi everyone!! I finally created a masterlist for my bts content that I have written. Right now, it’s not much but I hope to write more in the future for you guys. I just wanted to organize everything before I actually get into it.

If you have any requests or anything you would like me to write, feel free to message me or leave an anonymous message. Thank you all and please enjoy!

much love <3

[credits to the owners of the gifs]

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my god he’s beautiful

who’s the king, who’s the boss? I’m a king, I’m a boss

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he’s making me ACT UP AHAJSJSN

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a whole ass cutie

21/100 days of jeon jungkook (fancam cr.)

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a moment of silence for seokjin’s long hair rip you will be missed