#eric coulter smut

[theaawalker]

A Run For Your Money [Eric x Reader]

Pairing: Eric x gender-neutral!reader Song Inspo: One Dance by Drake ft. Justin Bieber Word Count: 2,004 Summary: A new Dauntless initiate, y/n, captures Eric's attention. As trouble follows you, Eric is always nearby with a keen smirk. But you won't go down without a fight, promising to give the brutal faction AND instructor a run for their money. Warnings: violence, fighting, mentions of death Masterlist: see fandoms (pc-friendly)

Bam! Bam-bam, bam!

You are by yourself in the initiate training room beating on a punching bag. Today is one the rare days off that initiates get, and you chose to spend your time training. You made up your mind to transfer to this faction, so you did't intend to ease up on your pursuit until you make the cut. It seems that a group of female initiates were attracted by the punching sounds and have come to investigate. After seeing you, one of them attempts to show you how it's done.

Jace is bigger than her friends; one would assume that she was Dauntless born had the classes not been separated. She picks you up and throws you to the side, ready to set an example. You come back, jump and hock a leg around her neck, flipping her on her back to the ground. You land in a crouch, "Come on dude, don't be an asshole."

It's obvious that she nor her friends expected you to take her down. They thought that you would be intimidated like most of the other initiates, but Jace didn't hold her surprise for long.

"Well, that was unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome." She pushes off the floor and hops to her feet. You rise up with her as they meet for a handshake.

"Jace, Candor."

"Y/N." You turn away from her to go drink from your water bottle. Jace watches you for a moment.

"Which faction are you from, Y/N?" She asks. You blink and drink from your bottle before setting it back down.

"That's not important." You say. Jace isn't satisfied with your answer and is about to ask you another question.

"I couldn't agree more." The girls stiffen and jerk around to face Eric, posted up like a soldier with a sadistic glare in his eyes. "Do any of you want to explain to me why you're not downstairs?" His voice is menacing and full of authority. Jace and her friends look at each other confused. One of them tries to respond, but she's a stuttering mess.

"Bu-but w-w-we uh, I thought um.. I mean, we uh-."

Eric, having heard enough, cuts her off, "Got it. I'll give you a chance to make it down there, and you'd better make it before I get back down there." The girls scramble past him and rush down the stairs. You hadn't moved, choosing to remain silent until they had gone.

"Isn't today our day off?" You look at Eric expectantly. You aren't surprised when he starts grinning at you.

"Correct." He's walking towards you while shrugging off his jacket.

"Then why did you scare them away?" He smirks at the question and sets his jacket down near your water bottle.

"I'll be your sparring partner for today." You blink slowly.

"Alright."

2 hours later, you and Eric are both sweaty on the mats, breathing heavily as you stretch together.

"Thanks for the workout." Eric was impressed with you, and he's looking forward to welcoming you into Dauntless.

"No problem, I really enjoyed it. Thank you." You didn't expect the offer, but you appreciated it. Eric isn't known to associate with initiates outside of making sure Four is training them properly. So, while surprised that he wanted to spar, you weren't going to say no.

He nodded his head at you, grabbed his jacket and walked away. You watched him leave, strutting out of the training room with such confidence. He didn't even look like someone who'd been in a fight. You honestly feel inspired. One day, you're going to really give him a run for his money.

[ time skip - visitng day ]

When visiting day rolls around, Eric doesn't see his source of amusement. He wanders into the training room to see you finishing a set of pull ups. He stands in the entry way watching you come down to stretch. You bend down to the front, holds it, and then bend back into a back-bend.

You see him but don't say anything. You don't know how long he's been standing there watching, but since he didn't say anything neither will you. You take a few minutes to quickly stretch your body before picking up your water bottle and walking away. You almost makes it past him, but he stretches out an arm to stop you.

"Not so fast." You aren't looking at him, but he's looking at you. "Why aren't you down there with everyone else?"

"There's no one down there for me." You walk around him, and he lets you go. He sees that you're upset, but it isn't his place to comment on it.

[ time skip - next day ]

Early the next morning, Eric comes across you doing laps around the training room. You pause at seeing him there.

"You want to run?" You nod, your chest heaving with your breathing. "Come with me." You look around, unsure if you should follow him.

"I have training in an hour." He smirks at you.

"I'll make sure you're back in time." You nod again and follow him.

They run to a cliff spot with a full view of the sunrise. You hadn't watched the sunrise since being in Dauntless; you missed it. You wonder if this could be a regular thing for you again.

"Ready to head back?" You nod. "Can I come here every morning?" He regards you for a moment before replying.

"If you remember the way."

They jog back together and make it just in time for Four's class. You head over to join the other initiates lined up. Eric walks past them, ignoring Four completely as he heads to take a shower.

The next morning, you're running back to the Dauntless compound, coming back from your sunrise viewing. You're definitely going to make it part of your routine to run there in the mornings. Halfway back to the compound, you see Eric running toward you. You pass each other, making eye contact but not exchanging words or stopping.

[ time skip ]

Despite their rocky start, you and Jace form a competitive friendship. You're often seen sparring with one another, or with Jace's friends. With individual training, you two are always trying to out-do the other. Friendly competition became a great way for the both of you to become and maintain high ranks among the initiates.

Lately, Four has the group randomly paired every day for mock fights in the ring. Somehow, you always get paired with one of Jace's friends. You haven't lost a fight yet thanks to all the practice you had with Jace. The friend, Byron, was the biggest initiate of the class, so taking down anyone else was easier for you. Bruised, blustered, and bloodied, you managed to beat him. Even Four was impressed, with Eric nodding and smirking like he predicted your victory. Byron seemed pissed as he limped back to his spot. The fact of Jace teasing him didn't make it any better. Perhaps that was the catalyst that led to this unfortunate event.

[ time skip - that night ]

You were already in bed while everyone else was at dinner. You're an early riser which also means you're an early sleeper. That particular day had tired you out more than usual, so you slept heavy enough for someone to pick you up, cradle-style, and carry you away.

The culprits? Three men disguised in all black and ski masks who tried to dump you over the chasm.

One of the Dauntless members on the cameras sees them. He's in the camera room watching them almost drop you over until you wake up suddenly. Kicking and punching, you swing around on the railing to kick one of your attackers in the head. He hits the back wall and falls unconscious. One of them somehow is shoved over chasm railing, while you punch the other one in the throat and head until they fall. You snatch off the masks of the remaining two, and your face crumbles. Hurt and betrayed to see two of Jace's friends. You recognize Byron, and knee on the other one's dick. He tries to cover himself, but you kick his head, hammering down on it with both feet. As a floored Byron and his accomplices groan, you spit on him as a final assault before you stagger up and stalk off.

Four and Eric coincidentally show up in the camera room while this fight was taking place. Four notices that particular camera feed as he glances around the room when he first walks in. He immediately zeroed in on it, coming closer as he sees the victim, who he recognized as you, wake up and fight off their assailants. Four flips out, snapping at the guy sitting in front of him for not reporting this.

Eric, at seeing Four agitated, walks over behind him to see you in action. He finds it humorous, not caring at all about the sorry excuse for an initiate that fell over. Lucky him that he died before Eric could get to him. Those other two would pay dearly for what they just attempted, then maybe after he's done with them will he allow them to die.

Four tries to go to the chasm, but Eric tells him to take care of the guy in front of him first. "It's over now; I'll take care of them."

Eric tells the swarming Dauntless members to get those two initiates in a holding room until he gets there. Eric left the room in search of you, but he couldn't find you. Unbeknownst to him, he passed your hiding spot -- a hallway vent -- several times, but you didn't want to reach out to him. You saw a mix of other Dauntless members and initiates milling around, and you didn't trust them. So, instead, you tucked yourself deeper into your hiding hole and slept.

[ time skip - the next morning ]

You return to your bunk after you've calmed down. Jace tries to approach you, but you flinch away from her. Who's to say she didn't orchestrate the attack? Shortly after, Four, with Eric right on his heels, sped into the room. He's relieved to find you there, and he asks if you could come with them.

You're called to a meeting with the Dauntless leaders, the parents of the dead boy, and for some reason, Jeanine Matthews. The child's mother accused you of killing her son.

"Your son tried to kill me." His mother vehemently denied it, until she's shown the video feed. Then, she flips her argument.

"But you're not dead, now are you?" You, done with the conversation already, looks over at her.

"Let me guess, you'd rather I be dead."

"Yes!"

"Tough." You turn your head, dismissing her.

Eric is full-on grinning as the mother is short circuiting. Jeanine, ever observant of Eric and his mannerisms, notices Eric's interest in you. Thus, Jeanine also takes an interest in you. Reviewing in her mind the initiate's combat skills, she shifts her eyes over to you, who is busy staring out of the window. You could be another Eric, a great soldier to carry out her plans.

After much debate, mainly from the parents' end, you are dismissed. Due to the video evidence of the boy being involved with trying to kill you, and that he was actually bumped over by one of the boys, you are exempt from any punishment.

After the meeting, Jeanine pulls Eric to the side. He instead takes her to his office to hear what she has to say. She asks Eric what he thinks of you, to which Eric responds with a mediocre answer. He doesn't want you involved in this, but it seems his tactic isn't working. Jeanine doesn't buy it after seeing the video, and she gives Eric instructions to introduce you to the plans and get you working under him. After, she excuses herself and leaves him alone to his thoughts.

After lunch, Four escorts you to Eric's office. Four warns him not to be mean to you, and Eric tells him to get the fuck out of his office. During your meeting with Eric, he tells you the rundown of what's going to happen after you've passed your initiation. He doesn't go into too much detail, in case you have too much of an adverse reaction.

After he's done explaining, you're blunt with him, "That's stupid." Eric looks at you, but you keep your eyes on his computer and continues, "It doesn't make sense. She wants to kill people to keep the peace. And these serums, it sounds like some mind control scheme."

You look at Eric. He sees that you're smart enough to pick up on what he didn't say.

"You don't believe her, right?" You ask him. "You know that she wants to make everyone, except a select few, into mindless slaves that do whatever she wants while she rules over everything. You know that she wants a dictatorship and not peace, right?"

You pause for a moment to hone in on his unfazed expression. "Or maybe you do know, but you don't care." You look at him for a few more moments before leaning up and looking away, taking a stroll around his office.

He contemplates life while you busy yourself with looking around his office. How didn't he think about what life would be like with everyone under her new serum? He thought that he'd be done with Jeanine, and he could do whatever he wanted with Dauntless. He didn't care about the other factions. He really doesn't care about the people, but there's not much enjoyment in bossing around mindless slaves who are programmed to do what they're told anyway. How weird it would be to walk down the halls and pass people that aren't really there. Yes, there'd be no more people to piss him off, but there'd be no idiot to amuse him either. No one to hold a conversation with; no one to ignore for being stupid; and no one to threaten and watch them cower.

At that moment, he realizes that he would be bored and alone with not a soul for company other than Jeanine and her lackeys. He grimaces at the thought and sees how unpleasant it would be. He feels ignorant for not seeing the whole picture and not thinking ahead. He's going to rectify that.

[ time skip ]

It took Eric a few weeks to get together his evidence of Jeanine's crimes and organize a trial in Candor. It was unavoidable for some of his skeletons to be exposed, but fortunately, they were overlooked in light of him turning Jeanine in. She was found guilt and set to be executed, which was done by Eric himself immediately after the sentencing.

You passed your initiation ranked #1, with Jace pulling up #2. It took you a while to feel comfortable around her again, but ultimately, it wasn't her who hurt you. Thus, it wasn't fair for you to shut her out. Plus, she physically defended you whenever one of the guys got too aggressive with you, which was a nice plus.

You were also set to start your job working under Eric. The paperwork had already been approved by the time Jeanine's plans were foiled. Also, Eric had taken to courting you. Speaking to you more and spending time with you. He wouldn't date you until after you passed initiation, but now that you had, you and Eric have been together for about 3 weeks now. He was currently taking you to meet his parents for dinner.

Five minutes in, and you were not having a good time. Still, at least there was free food. Eric's mother, Blythe, addressing you, asks yet another insulting question. "So, how long have you been sleeping with my son?"

"Blythe!" Eric and his father shout her name, but you ignore her.

"Not going to answer?"

"No, I don't see how that's any of your business."

Taken aback, Blythe seethes before responding. "My son is my business."

"Yea, you're such a great parent, so supportive of your son's choices." You hear her gasp as you sip your water, not giving her the attention.

"How dare you-"

"That's enough," Eric hisses at her. He's pleased that you're not intimidated by his mother, but he doesn't like her being insulted.

"Are you going to eat that?" Eric asks you, eyeing your plate. You cut the steak and broccoli on his plate and fork it before turning to offer it to him. You have your other hand underneath in case anything falls from the fork. He eyes you again and you blink at him expectantly. He leans in, his eyes boring into yours as he eats off your fork. You turn back to spear more food onto the fork before turning to repeat your actions.

"I can eat my own food." He says while leaning in.

"Then why didn't you?"

As the night goes on, you two pay no mind to his parents. Even though Eric's father seems to genuinely support him, you don't see any sort of relationship blossoming with him or his wife. Yet, judging by Eric's reaction to Blythe, you won't have to worry about pleasing her. Sweet.

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Eric Coulter NSFW Alphabet

Was tidying up some of my WIP folders and stumbled across this so here have another alphabet. This may be a little out of character for some fans, but it's consistent with my version of his character from my full length fic on Wattpad and the imagines on here.

A Aftercare

(What they’re like after sex)

He's usually quite quick to fall asleep if you're getting down and dirty in your own bed, he'll pull you into his arms and drift off quite contentedly. If you're grabbing a quickie in between meetings or tasks he'll pull out, tidy himself up and be on his way. Leaving you a quivering mess with nothing more than a quick kiss and a self-satisfied grin on his face

B Body part

(Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Eric's pretty happy with his entire body having worked very hard to get in the shape he has, but if he had to pick, he'd say his arms and hands. If pressed he'd say it's because he can choke someone out just by wrapping his arm around their neck or do some serious damage with his fists. Privately he also likes how willingly you climb into his arms, sighing when he wraps you in his arms, he likes that you feel safe with him despite how brutal and violent he can be. I also think Eric would be a breast man, liking a good handful but nothing comically large. If he's had a hard day, he likes nothing more than to pull you into his lap and bury his face in your chest.

C Cum

(Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Like most men he hates condoms and would much prefer to just cum inside you which is why he's so very grateful for the Dauntless standard issue birth control. While he doesn't actually want kids, he does have a slight breeding kink in that he loves to fill you up and imagine what it would be like if you were to get pregnant though he barely admits that to himself let alone you.

D Dirty Secret

(Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Eric's very dominant clearly and that translates to the bedroom as well but at the same time he gravitates towards a partner that would give as good as they got, this means sex is a constant powerplay between the two of you. He's never told you but sometimes he lets you win when he's in the mood to be dominated. He's even fantasised about you tying him up when he masturbates but has never actually voiced it because it rubs right up against his control issues.

E Experience

(How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's good looking and well-built and before Dauntless he was just your standard cocky arrogant Erudite, which didn't bother any of the girls of his previous faction so yes lots of experience. At Dauntless he's carefully cultivated a menacing scary reputation; it tends to attract the more extreme dauntless women, but his apparent lack of interest has them moving on quickly. It's also widely known that the two of you are together and while you're less prone to physical violence than Eric everyone knows not to mess with your man if they want to live to tell the tale. In terms of prowess Eric wants to be the best at everything so he will have practised and read books and practised some more, the man knows what he's doing.

F Favourite Position

 (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He doesn't have a favourite position because he wants them all, his moods change so quickly you regularly get whiplash so he's constantly changing things up depending on his and your mood. If you're both pent up after a hard day he might just taking you against the wall of your shower, or maybe he gets up in the morning to find you cooking breakfast in his T-shirt which you know will always end with him bending you over the counter roughly. While not usually one for public sex he's not adverse to a last night session on the mats in the training room after sparring, who goes on top will always be determined by who won the fight. 

G Goofy

(Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He definitely likes to tease you but he's never goofy, usually very serious and focused on making you both feel good.

H Hair

(How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Neat and tidy but no excessive manscaping, he does have a grid style tattoo that matches the ones on his arms adorning his lower abdomen and dipping below the line of his boxers.

I Intimacy

(How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Eric is extremely passionate and focused when in the moment it's not traditionally romantic, but you can't help but getting swept away by his intensity.

J Jack Off

(Masturbation head canon)

Because you both work long tiring shifts and have to keep up your training you don't always have the energy to be intimate. When it's been more than a few days Eric finds other ways to alleviate his tension, but he always thinks of you when he does.

K Kink

(One or more of their kinks)

Slight contradictory and secret breeding kink given his view on kids. Known preference for dominance with an occasional switch which he thinks you don't notice but you do. Is slightly into bondage in that he likes to tie or handcuff you to your shared bed when he's feeling particularly dominant.

L Location

(Favourite places to do the do)

He'll happy get down wherever and whenever the two of you are in the mood, even semi-public if private enough. Particularly likes shower sex, something about the hot steamy water and your slippery wet skin really gets him going. Doesn't hurt that he has to pin you to the wall whatever position you opt for.

M Motivation

(What turns them on, gets them going)

His mood is a huge determining factor, if he's angry or frustrated or keyed up after sparring he knows the quickest way to burn that off and get control of himself is to lose himself in you and you are usually more than happy to help. If he's tired and not in the mood initially wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts will change that fast. He's also more than happy to help you burn off any excess tension letting you use him as you need. You don't often get that worked up, but he can't help but get turned on when you stomp into your apartment in a towering temper, even more so when it’s directed at him strangely. 

N NO

(Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He's not opposed to rough play such as light choking, biting hard enough to leave a mark or just rough handling in general, leading to bruises but he'd never seriously hurt you during sex even if you asked him to. Firstly, he doesn't want to cause you any serious harm. Secondly, he'd doesn't want to push his scary reputation that far and his girlfriend walking around with any visible injuries not sustained in the ring would do exactly that. Lastly, he worries just what he might do even to you if he lost control.

O Oral

(Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He loves to go down on you the noises you make are so sexy he could listen to them all night and has once or twice, he's very talented with both his tongue and his fingers having long since perfected his technique. He's just as happy receiving, he doesn't think there's any view in the world better than you on your knees with your lips around him. 

P Pace

(Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

As with location his mood plays a major part so again, he changes it up, often the exact opposite to what you'd expect always keeping you guessing. Usually when he arrives home in a bad mood you can expect to get railed (happily) against the nearest wall. But on occasion he has dragged you into the bedroom tied you to your bed and proceeded to tease you mercilessly, slowly and sensually until you're begging for relief. He switches it up the other way too on a lazy day off you wake up expecting slow passionate morning sex, but instead he flips you over and pounds you into the mattress. Sometimes you swear he's doing it just to keep you on your toes and you'd be right.

Q Quickie

(Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

All depends on mood, time and opportunity but as a general rule he'll take you anyway he can get you luckily, you're in full agreement.

R Risk

(Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He definitely likes to experiment especially when you first got together, he wanted to know what you liked and what would get you to make those noises he loved to hear. He wanted to know exactly what he had to do to make you scream his name and forget your own.

S Stamina

(How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Eric's stamina is deceptive, on days on long physically draining days you'd expect him to be too tired but those are also the days when he can go all night and does. It's the long tedious days when he's been stuck in his office not doing anything physical that drain him the most. Those are usually the days he pulls you into his arms and falls straight to sleep.

T Toy

(Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Handcuffs and rope are a staple of a good sex life as far as he's concerned. He's used a few of the more exotic toys manufactured by Erudite in his time but found he got bored of them quickly, preferring to make use of his own hands in new and different ways. He'd be lowkey offended if a toy could be better than him anyway. 

U Unfair

(How much they like to tease)

When he's of a mood to tease you will be in agony, tears running down your face begging for relief before he'll give in, but those are also the most earth-shattering orgasms of your life, so you don't complain too loudly. You couldn't take it every day however so you're grateful it's more by exception than rule.

V Volume

(How loud they are, what sounds they make)

In the privacy of your apartment, he doesn't bother to control his volume but he's not overly loud or effusive anyway. The sounds he makes are usually more grunts of effort, and moans of pleasure than actually words, he's not one for dirty talk. 

W Wild Card

(Get a random head canon for the character of your choice)

I'm so bad with this question my mind always goes blank!

X X-Ray

(Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture, or words)

He's not comically pornstar large but he is above average in length and girth. Unusually for someone of his size he also knows how to use it to full effect rather than just resting on being a bit larger than average.

Y Yearning

(How high is their sex drive?)

Before you he masturbated every few days, more if he was frustrated or didn't have a girl of the month to play with. Now he has you it's not often you go more than a few days between sessions, both of you getting frustrated if it goes longer. It's noticeable to the people you work closest with, not that they'd ever dare say it to either of you, but they can tell when one of you has been sent on some task for a few days, leaving the other alone in the compound. They can also tell when the other returns because the following day you're both much more relaxed than usual.

Z ZZZ

(… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Eric gives you his all whether it's a long session or a quickie so if you're in bed and not due anywhere else you're both going to drift off wrapped in one another’s arms very quickly.

[duramaters]

Aches and Adoration // Part 4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Summary: It’s been a few years since you became a member of Dauntless and you want to brush up on your fighting skills. Getting Eric to help you was probably not your best idea.

Warnings: Smut (18+), explicit language, violence and injury, fem!reader

Word Count: 3.4k

Eric strode ahead of you, too upbeat for you to be anything but suspicious. He had been all smiles and polite gestures on your walk through the compound as you headed outside to start your workout. Was the man trying to give you whiplash? What was going on?  You held back and let him lead the way, watching the slight sway of his hips with furrowed brows. His injury didn’t seem to be bothering him at all and you wondered briefly if he had access to a new healing serum from Erudite.  

As soon as you exited the gates of Dauntless he broke out into a sprint, swerving down abandoned alleyways and through empty buildings with you struggling to keep up. His pace was punishing, but consistent and you managed to maintain some semblance of speed.  Instead of running deeper into the city like you had anticipated, Eric’s route took you down to the water’s edge, past the dilapidated observatory and around Northerly Island. Eventually he slowed to a stop at a far corner of the island and you stepped around him, abandoning the path and climbing the slight embankment to look out across the water and catch your breath.

“Your stamina needs work.” Eric’s voice was monotonous as he came up behind you. You turned from your bent over position with your hands on your knees to roll your eyes at him. Your run had been conducted in complete silence, aside from the harsh sounds of you trying to breathe without setting fire to your lungs, but of course Eric couldn’t help but voice some criticism.

“I think you have enough for the both of us” you mumbled. Eric cleared his throat and turned away from you to look out across Lake Michigan, a scowl across his beautiful face. You huffed in exasperation and dropped to the ground, stretching your legs out and plucking at the grass under your fingers. Sunset was still a few hours away so you let your head fall back to enjoy the soft breeze and the heat of the sun on your skin.

“I wanted you to, by the way.” With your eyes closed and the sound of the water lapping against the rocks calming you, you let yourself be brave.

“What are you on about now?” Eric hid his confusion with exasperation, but you could hear a hint of encouragement in his tone.

“Last night,” you sighed. “I wanted you to kiss me.”

Silence.

You peeked one eye open and looked across to him - he was stood stock still, eyes wide and that tell-tale blush caressing the tips of his ears. Anxiety started to swirl in your gut so you stood from your place on the grass and went to join him by the rocks. Lightly tugging at his sleeve you implored him to look at you.

“Eric?”

The leather of his sleeve slipped from your fingers as he turned away from you and headed back in the direction you had come from. Shame burned within you and you blinked back the tears triggered by his rejection. He was the one who had kissed you. Maybe his position of vulnerability and your care had made him do something he didn’t mean to when he pressed his lips to your throat. Maybe he slammed the door on you out of regret and not, as you had assumed, anger at your own apparent rejection.

You followed him back in silence, like a kicked puppy, keeping your distance out of humiliation. But almost half way back to the Dauntless compound you heard him sucking in his breath with every step and lifting the shoulder of his injured side with a wince. Despite your reluctance to be near him, you couldn’t help but want to lessen his pain. Whatever he had taken to calm his injury had clearly worn off during the walk, maybe it wasn’t Erudite made after all.  When he placed his large palm against the bricks and took in a shuddering breath you wanted to rush over to him, fingers itching to tug up his shirt and see the damage, but you forced yourself to stay back. With another sharp breath Eric seemed to regain his composure, shrugging off the tightness in his ribs and continuing on down the side street towards Dauntless.

~~~

You split away from Eric as soon as you entered the compound and headed straight for Christina’s room, assuming that he would have heard your footsteps head off in a different direction and knew that you were no longer following his lead. As you approached her door you heard her hushed giggle accompanied by a low whisper; she was with Will. You paused and considered knocking anyway but you knew that after Eric’s rejection, seeing your friends together would hurt too much so you lowered your head and took an unnecessarily long route back to your own apartment.  The solitude would probably be best for you to rebuild your resolve and it would also give you time to think about getting a new trainer.

 You turned the corner towards your apartment and halted, your body almost continuing on without your legs from your sudden stop. Eric stood in front of you door, arm outstretched, head bent and brows pinched.

“Eric?” You tentatively stepped closer; confusion evident across your features. He spun to face you sharply, as if he had been shocked.

“I thought you were ignoring me. I knocked twice already.” His voice was gruff and there was a tinge of pink high on his cheeks.

“I went to see Christina.”

“Oh.”

You stepped closer, gesturing to your locked door, “do you want to come in?”. You steeled yourself for a scathing refusal but Eric merely nodded, almost sheepish in his acceptance. He didn’t step back so you squeezed between his large frame and the door, your arm lightly brushing his side as he sucked in a hushed breath that you ignored. It meant nothing, you told yourself. You swung the door open and allowed him to follow you into the slightly cluttered room, his presence suddenly feeling a lot more intimidating than it did earlier.

You plopped down on the couch, aiming for an air of nonchalance. If he had something to say, you would let him say it and then move on, even if it hurt. You met his eye steadily as he lingered by the door, ready to make a quick exit, you assumed. Your patience was something you had worked on a lot during your years at Dauntless but by god did you want him to hurry up and say whatever he had come to say.

Eventually he began to move, almost robotically, making his way over to join you where you were tucked up on the couch. He sunk into the firm cushion and hunched over, placing his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Eric’s wrought appearance worried you and you abandoned all attempts at indifference and reached out for him.

“Don’t touch me.” He bit out. The warning had you faltering and you fell back at the harshness of his words, putting everything you had into stopping your eyes from watering and your lip from trembling at his tone. Looking down, you missed the look of guilt sweep across his face.

His voice lowered to a whisper, “the way you touch me, the way you say please all the time.” You watched as he repressed a shiver. “I can’t stop myself from wanting you.”

The hope and relief you felt at his admission was immediately crushed by the realisation that he had said it as though it was a problem that needed to be resolved.

“I’ll find someone new to train me, it’s fine.” You shrugged, heart shattering in your chest as your shoulders lifted.

“No.”

“No?”

Eric took a long, stuttering breath.

“I wanted to. I want to.” He sighed.

“Want to what? Train me?” The pause was almost unbearable and you felt your breathing pick up in anticipation.

“Kiss you.” He groaned, sounding almost pained.

Repressing your shock at his words you timidly reached out, gently carding your hand through his hair and he continued to hide his face in his palms, but his quiet whimper gave him away and it lit a fire of confidence within you.

“Why don’t you then?” You teased, trying to hide the uncertainty in your voice and not believing he would act on it. Eric’s own hand left his face and his long fingers wrapped around your forearm. You expected him to pull your hand away, but instead he turned his face towards you, looking you directly in the eye as his plush lips met the sensitive skin of your wrist and your hand paused its ministrations in his hair.

“That doesn’t count” you whispered breathlessly.

Unfurling from your position on the couch you moved towards the man, eyes flitting back and forth between his own with silent questions. Eric shuffled slightly and spread his legs, one of his large palms coming up to bracket your ribs and gently guide you onto his lap. You watched his tongue flick out to moisten his lips with a heavy lidded gaze as your thighs settled against his own. Shifting your hips to get comfortable had Eric’s head falling forward and his harsh breaths hitting your collarbone as he began to almost subconsciously lift his own hips up to meet you. Wrapping your arms over his shoulders allowed you to tighten your grip on the short hairs at the nape of his neck and Eric responded by scraping his teeth across your throat, latching onto your skin with much more confidence than the last time his lips teased you there.

“Eric” his name left your mouth in a breathless sigh as your head fell back as he continued his descent down your neck to your chest, his fingers itching at the hem of your sports bra. “Please.”

“Goddammit woman” he growled, practically ripping the offending garment from you body and surging forward to kiss you before your hair even had time to flutter back down across your shoulders. You ground down against his hardening erection and whined at the friction, it was nowhere near enough and you both knew it.

Eric’s hands explored your bare flesh as his tongue met yours and his clothed cock brushed up against your heated core. The sensations were overwhelming and he was quickly turning you into a whimpering mess. Your stomach somersaulted as you felt yourself dip backwards, Eric’s strong arms caging you against his torso as he stood from the couch and your legs wrapped around his waist automatically.

When he reached your bedroom, he lowered you gently onto the floor before placing his hands on your shoulders and turning you so your naked back was to his chest. You sucked in a breath when your eyes met his in the mirror, his own black with desire as he lowered his predatory gaze to take in your reflection, a smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. Eric’s imposing frame shrunk as he crouched behind you, dragging your leggings and underwear down and holding your stare as he nibbled on the curve of your hip, a mischievous glint in his eye.

“Eric” you warned, not daring to turn away from the show he was putting on in the mirror as he returned to his full height. You were now fully naked while he hadn’t even removed his jacket, not that you would complain when the soft leather felt so heavenly against your bare flesh, but you wanted to see him. All of him. With a mewl you reached behind you and palmed him, gripping his large girth and squeezing just the right amount. You stared at Eric’s reflection, awestruck as his eyes fluttered shut and his jaw clenched as you began to move your hand.

The heat building in your belly had you abandoning the mirror and spinning around to rest you hands on Eric’s waist, looking up at him imploringly. He raised a defiant eyebrow and you huffed, gently pushing him towards the bed where he sat with a gruff laugh. You had been careful not to touch his ribs but you were still worried about hurting him somehow. All you had wanted for the past couple of days was to soothe his aches with your adoration and now you finally could.

Standing between his bulky thighs you removed his jacket torturously slowly, sliding the leather down his shoulders with a quiet reverence. When his hands were free he reached up and brushed your jaw with his thumb, taking his time to admire you. You leaned forward to grant him a chaste kiss before moving on to his top. It was the same one he wore that day in the cafeteria when he had first made your heart stutter and your breath hitch, the fabric’s softness gave it away. As you lifted his t-shirt the purpling bruise across his abdomen came into full view and you let out an audible gasp when you saw it, it looked awful. Eric’s finger found your chin and tilted your face upwards so you could meet his eye.

“It’s fine, I promise.” His earnest smile melted away when he saw you relax in his grip and a salacious grin took its place, “you could still kiss it better though” he winked.

His grin soon fell when you began to lower yourself to your knees, hands planted firmly on his upper thighs. With his t-shirt removed you finally got to ogle the expanse of tattooed pale skin and the fine hair that littered his chest and stomach, drawing your eyes once again to the bulge in his pants, now mouth-wateringly close. Squeezing your thighs together to alleviate the growing ache in your core you lifted yourself slightly and began to pepper his torso with delicate, close-lipped kisses. Eric sucked in a breath as you brushed the delicate muscles of his injured ribs, but the twitching in his pants gave him away as you laved his abdomen with attention. You moved your hands to his belt and glanced up at him, all doe-eyed through your lashes.

“Can I?”

A subtle nod was your only response because the man was too far gone to verbalise his want, so you began to methodically unbuckle his trousers and slide them down his muscular legs, letting your nails scrape against the newly exposed skin. His black boxers were tight and you could see a faint hint of moisture where the tip of his cock was leaking precum into the fabric. You ran your hand up the length of his erection before dipping underneath the waistband of his boxers to pull them down. They only made it halfway down his thigh before you were licking a stripe up his length, flicking the tip of your tongue along the slit to taste his precum and hearing him hiss above you. You sucked the head of his swollen cock into your waiting mouth and fisted your hand around its base, lightly squeezing and moaning when more precum leaked into your mouth.

Just as you were finding your rhythm you felt his hands under your arms and you were quickly lifted up and onto the bed. The sheets were warm where the heat from Eric’s body had seeped through and you almost didn’t want to shuffle up the bed and leave the comfort of his warmth but the sight of Eric, crawling up the bed after you had you squirming towards the headboard.

The sensation of his teeth biting into your inner thigh was almost too much and your hands shot between you legs to grab fistfuls of his hair.

“Please, don’t tease.”

“Don’t be a hypocrite, sweetheart” he mumbled as he left a trail of open mouthed kisses across your legs and up towards your sopping cunt. All of a sudden you felt his tongue between your folds and his lips wrapped around your clit causing your whole body to shudder beneath him where his arm was wrapped across your stomach, pinning you down against the sheets. You felt the gentle caress of his other hand creeping across your skin, taunting you with his intent as he parted your folds.

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One of Eric’s thick fingers curling inside of you was bliss. Two was heaven. And you were practically writhing on the bed as the tension built in your gut, your impending orgasm almost blinding you before it had even begun. One last curl of those divine fingers had you arching off of the mattress and moaning Eric’s name like a prayer.

The feeling of his soft lips peppering kisses across your stomach and breasts brought you back to yourself and you tugged lightly on his shoulders, bringing him up to your face. Eric met your kiss with unmatched fervour and you couldn’t hold back the smile tugging at your cheeks, the taste of you both combining on your tongue as his erection dug into your thigh. You rutted up against him and he took the hint, positioning you so that your legs wrapped around his waist before dipping his hips and entering you.

It was torture and ecstasy combined as the slow roll of his hips allowed you to take him deeper with each gentle thrust. The stretch of you walls was both too much and not enough and you looped your arms around Eric’s back to rake your nails between his shoulder blades. The sensation of his dick jolting inside you as you clawed at his back had a knowing smirk spreading across your face. Eric held himself above you, resting on his elbows and caging you in with his forearms, hands tangled in your tousled hair. He matched your smirk with one of his own as he moved his hips in a way that had you gasping and stuttering his name, immediately wiping the smug grin off your face.  

“More” you whimpered as his plush lips once more found your throat.

“Say it.”

“Please.”

With your desperate plea Eric stopped holding back and finally began to thrust into you with the intensity that you both craved. Every roll of his hips had his cock brushing against your g-spot and your eyes were beginning to cross with the sensations it evoked.

You crooked your ankle beneath his leg and flipped him so that he was underneath you, his chest was heaving and the light dusting of hair across it was brushing against your nipples in the most delicious way.

“Who taught you that move?” He asked, grinning lasciviously.

“Hmm, let me think…”

You sank down on his dick and fell forward onto his chest, lifting your hips and dropping them back down against his own in a wicked rhythm that had him arching off of the bed. It wasn’t long before your walls began to flutter and you were a wanton mess above him, his grip on your hips tightened to hold you in place as he thrust up into you, chasing his own high alongside yours. You had never been more grateful for the Dauntless-issue birth control than in that moment. You were desperate to feel him pulsating within you and as your orgasm hit and your walls clamped down on his leaking cock you were granted your wish. Eric let out an animalistic groan as his hips stuttered. With his come painting your walls, you flopped down onto his sweaty chest fully sated.  

The room was silent aside from your combined panting. Eric brushed your sweat-slick hair off of your cheek as you lay on top of him, listening to his thundering heart.

“Will you stay?” You whispered into his neck, absentmindedly running your fingers through his hair.

“I’m more than happy to keep training you if that’s what you mean.” You felt his lips pull into a grin against your cheek and you slapped him lightly on his bare arm, trying not to notice how solid the muscle was beneath your palm.

“You know what I mean.” You lowered your head sheepishly. “This wasn’t just sex, right?”

You glanced up at him and watched his expression soften.

“No” he sighed, leaning in to seal your lips against his in a slow kiss. “It was never just sex.”

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Mini's Masterlist

This blog is intended for persons 18 years or older. Minors DO NOT INTERACT or you will be blocked and publically humiliated.

❤️‍🔥 - NSFW

🐇 - Fluff

💙 - Angst

🚀 - Most Popular

🥰 - Personal Fav

Call of Duty:

💀 Simon "Ghost" Riley 💀

Schoolboy Crush: Part 1, Part 2❤️‍🔥

Ghost in the Hallway

Simon Goes Fishing 🐇 💙

The Scout: Part 1 ❤️‍🔥 (in progress)

Have You Seen My Boyfriend? 💙 🚀

Locked out On Valentine's / Ending 1 / Ending 2 ❤️‍🔥

❤ ――☆―― ❤

🫧 John "Soap" MacTavish 🫧

Stay a Wee Longer 🐇🥰

Caught Red Handed: Part 1 / Part 2 ❤️‍🔥🚀

The Lass Next Door: Part 1 🐇 (eventual)❤️‍🔥 (in progress)

❤ ――☆―― ❤

(ง'̀-'́)ง🫧 Captain MacTavish (ง'̀-'́)ง🫧

Badman, John Mactavish ❤️‍🔥

❤ ――☆―― ❤

🚬🍵 John Price 🚬🍵

John Comes Home 🐇💙

You'll be alright, love ❤️‍🔥🥰

Whose Wife is This?: Part 1 💙 eventual❤️‍🔥 (in progress)

Quiet John 🐇

❤ ――☆―― ❤

🚁 Kyle "Gaz" Garrick 🚁

Gaz really loves his wife 🐇

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🤠 Task Force 141, etc 🤠

A Diamond in the Rough 💙 (idk wtf is happening)

Headcannon: Calling him a good boy ❤️‍🔥🥰

Beefing Up On Deployment Drabble ❤️‍🔥

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Divergent:

🔪 Eric Coulter 🔪

Captive - OC Eden Rossi

Chapter One: Where Am I?

Chapter Two: The Ghost From Amity

Chapter Three: Ruthless

Fearless Magazine: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 Completed

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[toomanyfandomsimfanvergent]

TOBIAS/FOUR EATON X READER

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Reader and four are dating. Both are dauntless trainers, Eric is like a brother.

**

Yn's whole body feels numb- and painful. Her head is throbbing, she doesn't know why. So sore....

"Thank God, your awake," Tobias says, handing her a glass of water.

She grabs it and takes a gulp, "What happened, I have no memory other than," she pauses to recall what she does remeber, "You had a lot of paperwork. So I went to a party with the initiates, solo? Yeah, solo. Something vodka, something that bitchy kid-peter,"

Yn puts the glass of water on the side table, Tobias moves to sit next to her.

"Close, because I trusted Eric to keep you from doing anything stupid, you somehow got into a shot contest. Against all of the initiates," he says, kissing her on the forehead.

"Did I win,"

"You could have died from alcohol poisoning, and your biggest concern is 'did I win',"

"well did I,"

"you did- that's not the point,"

Their conversation was interrupted by a knock, followed by Eric walking in.

"You kicked ass last night," he says leaning against the doorframe.

Tobias puts his hand in his head, mumbling, "why did I think letting them supervise each other would be a good idea,"

"You had like, over twenty shots of vodka, yn, how the hell are you alive " Eric questions also hungover.

"My dad was the leader of candor- he has an extensive collection of exotic liquor. I may or may not of started sneaking into his stash at 14," yn replies.

Tobias stands up, "You, both of you. You are going to get yourself killed-"he points to Eric, -" and you are going to kill someone and then overdose on eight bottles of vodka," he points to yn

"pleasant death," yn replies, whilst Tobias claims he is going to buy you an ankle monitor.

[smutgallore]

Misc. Character Masterlist

Spencer Reid - Criminal Minds

Eric Coulter - Divergent

Tobias Eaton/ Four - Divergent

Ten (David Tennant) - Doctor Who

Finnick Odair - Hunger Games

Coriolanus Snow - Hunger Games: Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

Sejanus Plinth - Hunger Games: Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

Jack Sparrow - Pirates of The Caribbean

Will Turner - Pirates of The Caribbean

Nell Jackson - Renegade Nell

Rick O’Connell - The Mummy

Joel Miller - The Last of Us

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A/N this list will probably have more characters added when I finish series/movies/books and end up fixating on a character. 😂

Masterlist

[mrscoulter5ever]

Truth Requires Bravery Ch 13

Eric stormed down the stone hallways of the prison and slammed his fist hard against the wall, his jaw clenched and his bright blue eyes alight with frustration. What more could he do? It seemed no matter how hard he tried or no matter what he did, Alissa would never come to his side. Eric, though loathe to admit it, wanted to cry, but he was far too macho for that, so he settled for beating his fist into a bloody pulp instead, chips of the stone wall burrowed into the bleeding cracks on his fingers.

Eric stopped, panting heavily as sweat rolled down his face. Why, Alissa, echoed the whispers of a broken man. Eric sunk down to the stone floor and leaned up against the wall catching his breath. As he sat there, he thought. Alissa's behavior was so strange. It seemed so incongruous for a Candor, who were normally very blunt and straightforward. But Alissa was often rather quiet. Though she had her sassy moments, she often seemed to be hiding something. Her erratic behavior sort of reminded him of - no. No. There was no way she was anything like fucking Four. No. No no no no no know. Know. He had to know. Sure, she had already been on trial for Divergence, but there was still a part of Eric that held out hope that that was wrong - that his dear Alissa was as normal as they come. But he had to know.

His crazed electric blue eyes led him down the stone pathway back to her cell as his feet marched along in tandem.

"Alissa!" he barked.

Alissa's head shot up with her eyebrows furrowed. "What? Eric? I thought you said you'd be back in two days?!"

"Listen, Alissa, I need to know something," Eric hissed, his voice thick with urgency.

"What, what is it?" Alissa replied, panicked and confused.

"What did you get on your test?"

"What - Eric you know we're not supposed to talk about that!"

"Just. tell. me. Alissa, I need to know," Eric's eyes softened with desperation, "please. What did you get on your test?"

Alissa sighed and broke eye contact. "Dauntless," she whispered.

Eric leaned back, startled. No wonder he loved her so much. She was a Dauntless woman. "But then why wouldn't you let me take you back to Dauntless? That's where you belong!"

"No, Eric, Candor is my home."

"But - why choose Candor when you're fit for Dauntless?"

"Because I felt like living to a ripe old age," Alissa snarked drily.

Eric, despite his doubts, couldn't help but smirk slightly.

"Alissa, what else did you get?"

Back to the eyebrow scrunching. "What? Nothing! What makes you think I got anything else?"

Eric sighed. He was getting nowhere. He leaned his face against the cold metal bars of her cell. "At least just tell me what you did during your test - what choices you made."

"Eric, why?" Alissa pleaded.

"Please, Alissa," Eric hissed her name, "please, for me," he said, tenderly kissing her forehead.

"I-" Alissa's eyes watered. "Fine. Fine," she sighed, "I heard a voice telling me to choose the knife or the meat." Eric nodded, encouraging her to continue. "I said 'nice try,' and went to grab both but it shocked me. Once again, the voice said 'choose'. I said 'why? why should I?' and the voice just didn't answer, which was infuriating. Then the bowls disappeared and I was left with nothing. Next thing I knew there was this big scary dog snarling at me. No one really knows this but I have a huge fear of dogs, so as soon as I saw that beast I took off and ran. I vaguely heard the sounds of a little girl's screams but I just kept running."

Eric furrowed his brow. So far this was sounding much more like an Erudite test result. He was confused as to how she could have possibly gotten Dauntless.

"So then, next thing I knew, I was on a bus next to a guy reading the newspaper - I mean, who does that anymore? Everyone gets their news through the TV these days."

Eric raised an eyebrow. He certainly didn't recall that part from his own test.

"The man was asking me if I knew some guy whose photo he was pointing to in the paper. The guy's photo looked vaguely familiar but I didn't really know who he was, so that's what I told him. The man on the bus starting getting really aggressive, he started shaking me and yelling at me 'Please, please, you've gotta help me, who is he?' I told him, 'I already told you, I don't know, get off of me!' but he wouldn't - he just kept shaking me and shaking me and I got fed up so I broke out of his grip and punched him. Next thing I knew everything went black and I was back in the testing room."

Eric inhaled deeply. Shit. She was definitely Divergent. Despite his plans to obtain power, however, he knew he'd make an exception for her. There was no way he could kill this beautiful woman. No, she was going to rule Chicago by his side. That Eric was sure of.

"Thank you for telling me, Alissa." Eric grabbed her hand.

Alissa nodded, still looking away from him. "I try not to think about my testing day too much. I just remember how nervous I was, and thinking of the boy they called with me who seemed so confident, so sure of his place in society. I was insecure of his security. I still remember that lanky blonde boy -" Alissa paused, eyes widening with realization. "Edwin," she breathed, looking up at Eric.

"You remember me," Eric's deep, rich voice whispered, his face breaking out into a million watt smile that made Alissa's heart skip a beat. "Don't you see, Alissa? We were destined to meet - destined to be together from day 1."

Alissa's shocked eyes looked up at his, her mind swimming with emotions wrought on by these new revelations. Eric's strong hands gently lifted her chin up to his as his lips pressed into her. He began gently, softly, romantically, but soon was kissing her like there was no tomorrow, his passion flowing forth.

Alissa's shocked eyes soon turned lustful as he brought up a key and entered her cell, locking the door behind him and stripping his shirt off, revealing his incredibly sculpted form. Eric gently took off her shirt as he pressed a series of kisses down her body, starting from her lips, then her jaw, behind her earlobe, down her neck, and inching down her torso. Alissa's hands scraped against his muscular abs, slowly pulling down the waistband of his pants. Eric grinned impiously, returning the favor.

Bathed by the dim light from the windows of her cell, Eric and Alissa made sweet love to one another, basking in the presence of two souls who, no matter how hard they tried or how many obstacles fate threw in their way, simply could not resist each other.

"Yes, Eric." Alissa breathed.

"Yes, what?" Eric replied in a playful tone, but also somewhat confused.

"My answer is yes. Yes I will marry you."

Eric's eyes watered as that million watt smile returned. He grabbed the ring from his pocket and slipped it onto her finger as the two lovers continued to demonstrate their pent up passion for one another on into the early hours of the morning light.

THE END

I hope you enjoyed this story and thank you very much dear readers for making it this far! This was my first ever fic, so please like and review; your support means a lot to me! <3

[multimadstoner]

I'm open to any requests I'm in a bit of a writing block so some new ideas might jog it!

[lunaschild2016]

Chapters: 70/? Fandom: Divergent Series - Veronica Roth, Divergent (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Eric (Divergent)/Original Character(s), Four/Tris Prior, Marlene/Uriah Pedrad, Zeke Pedrad/Shauna, Andrew Prior/Natalie Prior, Christina (Divergent)/Will (Divergent)/Original Character(s) Characters: Original Female Character(s), Eric (Divergent), Tris Prior, Four | Tobias Eaton, Original Male Character(s), Peter Hayes (Divergent), Will (Divergent), Lynn (Divergent), Uriah Pedrad, Marlene (Divergent), Amar (Divergent), Evelyn Johnson-Eaton, Natalie Prior, Andrew Prior, Zeke Pedrad, Shauna (Divergent), Marcus Eaton, Jeanine Matthews Summary:

He was ruthless, cunning, and completely committed to protecting his city; but her arrival to Dauntless called everything he ever thought he believed into question. She was haunted by a past she vowed to make amends for and resolved to sacrifice her very life it meant she could protect her family, faction and city. Duty and following orders were no longer enough and they both found more than they ever hoped for. They both found something worth fighting for. Eric/OC AU M (Language, Sexual Content, Romance, Fluff, Angst, Tragedy)

[nickeverdeen]

Divergent masterlist

Match up (for all listed characters):

Christina

Preferences (you can choose any characters you want):

Nothing yet

Sorting what’s your faction:

Nothing yet

Tris Prior

Imagine:

Nothing yet

Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

Eric Coulter

Imagine:

Nothing yet

Hcs:

Eric Coulter x fem!reader who’s a Dauntless leader

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

Peter

Imagine:

Nothing yet

Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

Caleb Prior

Imagine:

Nothing yet

Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

Christina

Imagine:

Nothing yet

Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

Four

Imagine:

Nothing yet

Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

Will

Imagine:

Nothing yet

Hcs:

Nothing yet

Smut:

Nothing yet

Alphabet:

Nothing yet

[whiskeyswriting]

Natural Masterlist

Preview

Chapter 1: Natural

Chapter 2: Gloves Up

Chapter 3: Fighter

Chapter 4: Bring Me To Life

Chapter 5:

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😍pairing: Eric Coulter x F!Reader | ⚠️warning: canon typical violence in the series; mentions of blood, knife; implied smut

📝A/N: Song lyrics incorporated will be in bold and blue. Flashbacks will be italicized. Any lines or scenes used from the books and/or movies will be done in green. This is a work of fiction. Please do not copy or post anywhere else. Feel free to like and reblog but do give credit. Any constructive criticism is appreciated. I do not own any of the photos included in this post. Photos used have been from Pinterest or Tumblr or Instagram. I do not own the characters of the Divergent series. The credit for that goes to Veronica Roth for creating the series. As such, anything in green or blue are the intellectual property of their respective owners.

[ladyvillainous]

Eric Coulter – The Lesson

I’m writing a full length story that will be posted on Wattpad when further along that includes my own original character.

Izzy joined Dauntless with Four from Abnegation but knew Eric when they were children. In my AU she and Eric are from the fringe and were inserted into the city by the bureau, they are both divergent but like Four to a much lesser degree. The story serves as a prequel to the original Divergent films and then will pick back up towards the end of insurgent at which point it will diverge from the films story line, they’re a bit of a blend of the books and films but are closer linked to the films.

Each of these One shots/Imagines are either excepts from around the midway point of the story I’m working on, that I think stand up quite well by themselves, or are pieces I couldn’t fit into the overall narrative but liked too much to get rid of completely.

Description

Eric and Four overhear some of the initiates doubting Izzy’s skills in the ring, they suggest she gives them a personal demonstration

Warnings

Mild violence, briefest mention of NSFW Smut, Eric and Four almost getting along (So shocking I thought it needed a warning)

Word Count: 1903

The next two weeks went by in a blur for the trainers as well as the initiates, as predicted Eric lorded it over the initiates scaring many of them stupid within days. Izzy found it mostly vaguely amusing while Four disapproved for the most part, only holding his tongue for the sake of his friend.

However even Four approved of Eric’s response to the disrespectful attitude James displayed towards Izzy towards the end of the second week. In fact, Eric beat him to the punch by seconds leaving none of the initiates in any doubt that the male instructors were both fiercely protective of Izzy, not that they were under any illusion she required protection once she was finished.  

Four and Izzy had agreed in advance that Four should handle most of the hand to hand combat demonstrations, primarily because she was a far more instinctual fighter and much less controlled than Four. They didn’t feel hospitalising initiates in their first few weeks would reflect well on their skills at trainers.

It was because of this that none of the initiates had seen her fight yet, though it was very unfortunate for James that Eric had overheard the whispered conversation he was having with his friends.

“I bet I could take her” Henry, a transfer from Candor, muttered, eyeing Izzy who was patrolling the edge of the mat watching the fight between two transfers from Abnegation, calling out pointers here and there.

“Probably” Lucian responded considering her stature, having transferred from Amity he was struggling the most with the concept of violence. He didn’t seem a likely candidate to be friends with the arrogant Henry and James, but he was twice the size of them and very strong, they’d tactically allied themselves with him to keep on his good side, something he hadn’t realised yet.

“I know what I’d like to do with her, and it wouldn’t be fighting” James smirked raking his eyes up and down her body with a leer.

“They say she’s with Eric you know” Lucian responded somewhat shocked by James’ blatant staring at their instructor.

James shrugged “And?”

“Don’t do anything stupid James” Henry pointed out, amused by his friends attitude but slightly concerned he’d be biting off more than he can chew by upsetting Eric.

“What? I don’t care who she’s with, when I see something I want I take it, women like that” James responded cockily “I’d show her a real good time”

“I guarantee she’d eat you alive, in or out of the ring” Eric drawled from behind them, startling all three of them as they hadn’t heard him or Four approaching.

Both men wore matching expressions of disgust and rage, no one spoke about Izzy that way in front of either of them, Four was less disposed to reacting with physical violence as a general rule, but even he was struggling to kerb the urge to beat them to death.

“You should show more respect for your instructors” Four intoned coolly “Izzy is highly trained and would be able to deal with the three of you all at the same time while barely breaking a sweat. The only reason she has not participated in the demonstrations so far is that there was a concern she might hurt one of you”

Eric smirked “But if you wanna try your luck, I’m sure she’d be more than happy to put you in your place” Eric challenged James directly, leaving James in no doubt that he wasn’t just referring to fighting.

James flushed angrily in response disliking being mocked by Eric, but conscious of not wanting to piss the leader off too much.

“Do I want to know what’s going on over here?” Izzy had approached them after spotting both Four and Eric looking less than pleased. Sensing this could mean trouble she moved to intervene, disbanding the fight she had been overseeing and leaving the rest of the initiates to practise techniques between them.

Eric grinned at her “Excellent timing as ever Babe” Izzy raised an eyebrow at him he never called her that in public and more to the point Four hadn’t immediate shuddered at the use of the pet name,  there was obviously something going on she wasn’t aware of “These three were wanting a little fighting instruction from you personally”

Izzy nodded beginning to understand now what had been going on, she’d already overheard a few whispers from some of the male initiates who were wondering what qualified her to train them. She didn’t really blame them she was half the size of most of them and they’d never seen her fight, maybe now was the opportunity to put that right.

“Do we really think that’s wise” she drawled mimicking Eric’s detached voice in a way that had Lucian looking extremely concerned “You know how difficult it is to get blood out of the mats after all. Plus these three wouldn’t exactly present much of a challenge one on one” she finished eyeing them all up and down in turn with a bored expression on her face.

She was doing such a good job of mimicking Eric that Four was struggling to keep a straight face having to look away briefly.

James visibly bristled at the slight, he was a good fighter and picking it up quickly Izzy would concede but he was also excessive cocky and aggressive, which for an experienced fighter would provide more than enough opportunity to get the upper hand.

“We were thinking more like three on one” Four explained exchanging a wicked look with Eric, Izzy smiling slightly to see them getting along, it certainly made a change.

She shrugged in response “Ok seems fair, on the mat initiates”

They’d drawn the attention of the room now, the rest of the initiates gathering around the edge of the mat to watch Eric and Four making no attempt to shoo them away.

Removing her boots and jacket Izzy stepped onto the mat to a call of low wolf whistle from James.

Eric glowered at the back of his head, hands twitching as if he wanted to do nothing more than reach out and strangle him.

Izzy smirked crooking her finger and calling a grinning James over to her side “You’ve no idea what you’re getting yourself into little boy” she sneered, rearing back and punching him in the throat catching him unawares.

Dropping to his knees gasping for breath, Izzy towered over him calling out “Lesson one. Never underestimate your opponent” she motioned Henry and Lucian onto the mat both now looking decidedly unsure.

Eric folded his arms over his chest a wicked smile lingering over his face as he watched Izzy morph from the firm but fair instructor, into the vicious and lethal fighter he knew her to be. He knew from personal experience as he was the only one she trained with these days, he was generally the only one that could keep up with her and give as good as he got, especially after she’d taken the advanced combat classes after their initiation. It made for some interesting foreplay sometimes, there’d been several occasions late at night when they’d gone at it on the mats, so keyed up they’d been unable to wait until they reached their now shared apartment.

“Come on boys don’t be shy” Izzy called a predatory look twisting her features.

Lucian breathed deeply and launched himself at her closely followed by Henry, Izzy dodged Lucian’s attack easily, making him lumber off the mat behind her, spinning on the spot to floor henry with one well aimed kick to the face.

Lucian turned quicker than she’d expected sprinting back onto the mat and grabbing her from behind, his arms wrapped around her body as he attempted to wrestle her to the ground.

Izzy stomped on his foot, followed up with an elbow to the side of his stomach that made him exhale sharply, his grip loosening enough to allow her to spin and cold cock him with a strong punch to the face. Lucian’s eyes rolled back into his head as he fell onto the mat with a loud smack out cold.

By now Henry had clambered to his feet squaring up to Izzy and throwing a series of well-aimed punches, one of which hit her stomach, Izzy groaned slightly leaning forward. But Henry didn’t capitalise on his advantage backing off with a smug smile on his face which allowed Izzy to recover, lunging at him and wrapping an arm around his neck, bringing him down to the mat hard.

“Lesson two” she called out smugly as she got to her feet “Don’t hesitate”

The initiates around the edge of the mat were now alternating between impressed looks, cheers and screams as they egged them on or watching from between their fingers horrified expression’s on their faces.

Eric and Four grinned at each other, Izzy was performing just as expected, a rare moment of comradery passed between the two with Eric extending his fist to the side, Four bumping his own against it without looking, eyes still trained on Izzy.

They both winced as James ploughed into the side of her, taking her down to the mat and pining her down with a furious expression on his face, still breathing heavily from her earlier punch. Getting to his knees he straddled her waist and dropped his hands to her throat.

Four glanced sideways at Eric slightly concerned but he simply shook his head still grinning, Izzy had a unique way of getting out of that hold and it wasn’t going to be pretty for James. Looking back to the mat Four watched Izzy grab hold of James thighs yanking herself further down between his legs the memory of her performing this move on Eric a year ago finally resurfacing.

James flipped backwards onto the mat with a crunch that made several nearby initiates skitter backwards in shock, eyeing his crumpled form with expressions that ranged from awe, disgust and terror.

Rolling over he retched clutching at his throat, Izzy moved to tower over him once more her breathing heavily and her neck red where he’d squeezed her throat but otherwise completely composed “Lesson 3. Never take emotion into a fight”

Eric grabbed a towel and flung it to her, she caught it easily, wiping off her over heated face she nodded to Four who returned the gesture before turning to the initiates “Ok that’s enough for today. I need a few volunteers to help me get this lot to the infirmary” he motioned to the groaning forms of Henry and James and the as yet still unconscious Lucian.

Izzy padded off the mat towards Eric who looked simply ecstatic as he beamed at her, a rare and genuine smile crossing his face, something the initiates weren’t used to seeing as they edged away from him looking slightly unnerved.

“I don’t know what all that was about but…” She started only to be cut off by Eric’s lips on hers, he wrapped his arms around her crushing her to him and kissed her with far more enthusiasm than was appropriate given their public setting.

Breaking apart he smirked down at her breathless face “Making a point, are we?” she enquired with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh sweetheart it’s already been made” he chuckled watching James glaring at them mutinously from the corner of his eye.

[duramaters]

Try Me // E.C.

Synopsis: You pass initiation by the skin of your teeth and Eric isn’t too happy about you joining Dauntless 

Warnings: Smut (18+), explicit language, threat, characters are aged up

Word Count: 2.9k

Initiation had been tough and you had come shamefully close to fucking up your fear landscape, but you scraped through thanks to Four’s guidance. You could tell that your success had irritated Eric. It may have had something to do with the fact that you still retained some of your more subtle Amity traits despite the fact that Dauntless should have wiped that out of you during your initiation. The Candors were still allowed to be brutally honest and the Erudite could still rely on their intelligence so why couldn’t you maintain your sunny disposition? You weren’t the only Amity initiate that year, but the other was a boy clearly destined for a future in Dauntless so he had a much easier time of it than you, especially with Eric. Tall, stupid, brooding Eric. He had been a thorn in your side since you jumped off that rooftop but you had been adamant that you would prove him wrong, even if it was just out of spite and not some twisted sense of self-preservation.

You were heading back to your room after dinner at the pit when you noticed the aforementioned thorn leaning against the wall, cleaning his fingernails with a rather sharp looking knife. Typical Eric intimidation tactic. His position meant that you would have to walk awfully close to the edge of the chasm to get passed him which was not something you felt entirely comfortable with and the glint in his eye as he looked at you suggested that he was well aware of this.

“Initiate.” He stood to his full height as you approached and turned his body to completely block your path.

“I know it’s hard for you to accept that I am a fully fledged Dauntless now Coulter, but I’m sure you’ll adjust eventually” you smiled up at him sarcastically. There was venom in your tone and the quirk of his eyebrow hinted that he wasn’t expecting such an impudent response. Amity passivity be damned. You half expected him to grab you by the throat and launch you into the chasm as punishment for your audacity, but to your complete surprise he merely shoved passed you. It didn’t escape your notice that his broad shoulder pushed you into the safety of the wall and not the raging torrent to your right. You faltered for a moment at the realisation, knowing that he had come close to killing people for less. Eventually, your mind caught up with your body and you carried on to your room, trying not to overthink Eric’s actions.

~~~

You had told your friends about what had happened with Eric the next day during your morning workout. Will refused to believe that Eric hadn’t throttled you at the first chance he got and you grimaced at the thought.

“You should see how far you can push him!” Christina suggested in typical Christina fashion.

“I didn’t get through initiation just to get myself killed now!” You laughed at her absurdity. Although her idea did sound kind of appealing, you knew Eric was not one to have his buttons pushed and let you get away with it.

“I wonder if he’d make it quick and snap your neck or if he’d torture you slowly?” Will wondered aloud before suddenly going wide eyed at something behind you.

“It would definitely be slow and torturous. You’d be begging by the end.” Immediately your face flushed bright red and the hair on your arms stood on end as Eric bent down and whispered threateningly in your ear. You stared open-mouthed at your companions as Eric laughed and brushed passed you, the touch of his leather jacket on your bare arm eliciting an involuntary shiver. There was absolutely no need for such close contact, you thought.

“That was hot.” Your friend smirked, and as much as it pained you to admit it, Christina wasn’t wrong.

You finished your workout and absolutely did not look over at Eric, now covered in sweat with a single piece of hair falling alluringly into his eyes. You really weren’t expecting the image to make your stomach flutter. God what had happened to you? Did the feeling of finally being safe and no longer facing the stresses of initiation mean that your subconscious had latched onto something new and equally as daunting? His earlier comment had definitely not helped matters that was for sure. Christina nudged your shoulder, bringing you back to the present with a knowing look. You simply sipped your water and acted oblivious, throwing one last glance at the tattooed leader before heading out of the gym to the showers.

~~~

That night you had forgotten all about Eric and his comment and you were blissfully lounging in your bed with a book waiting for the bath to fill. Will had made you complete a rather intense workout to make sure you didn’t start slacking now that official training was over and your muscles were in agony so a warm bubble bath was a much needed indulgence. Once the tub had filled you stripped off your clothes, chucked your hair up into a bun and slipped into the water, trying not to hiss at the pleasure of your loosening muscles. You had left your book on your night stand and you were too relaxed to go and get it so you let your eyes slip closed and simply enjoyed the feeling of weightlessness.

The feel of fingers lightly caressing your throat, sliding delicately up your neck before gently clamping down on your jugular was an unexpected sensation. A moan slipped from your mouth at the pressure and you felt a disturbance in the water - another hand was sliding its way across your inner thigh, heading straight for your rapidly warming core. Nails bit into the flesh of your leg and you groaned, lifting your hips ever so slightly, silently begging for more. Your eyes fluttered open slowly, unprepared to find the lust blown gaze of Eric Coulter staring back at you. With a splash you woke up and spluttered bubbles and bathwater out of your mouth. You didn’t realise you had fallen asleep. The water was now lukewarm but your skin was ablaze with the imagined touches of a man who had tormented you for months. You reasoned that your exhausted mind had just latched on to Will’s earlier mention of Eric throttling you and that there was nothing at all erotic about your feelings for your leader. You shook off the dream and hastily got ready for bed, adamant that you’d wake up refreshed and with Eric no longer occupying valuable brain space.

~~~

The next few days passed relatively uneventfully but your peace was bound to be interrupted at some point. One of the patrol crew had been injured and as the lowest ranking member working in control you had to take his place until he recovered. Four ran you through the protocol and you headed off to meet the rest of the crew before the train arrived. You hadn’t thought to question where you were going to be stationed but the sight of the farmland and fields of your old faction had you wishing you had. Luckily the crew stationed at this part of the fence was fairly large so you stayed in the centre of the pack, hoping to remain anonymous. As you reached the top of the ladder your eyes were met with a pair of black Dauntless issue combat boots. Your gaze travelled up to glare at whoever was blocking you from getting onto the platform and shock horror, it was none other than Eric Coulter. You rolled your eyes at his infuriating acknowledgment.

“Initiate.”

“Coulter.”

“Control room getting a bit stuffy was it? Thought you’d get a bit of fresh air?” He smirked down at you and your hands were starting to get sweaty with your grip on the ladder.

“Max’s orders. Now please move.” You hoisted yourself up onto the wall, but Eric had only taken the slightest step back so that when you straightened up you were almost touching and your eyes were level with the blocks of ink running up his throat. You fought back the sudden and very invasive urge to lick them. You did however give into to the urge to toy with him. If he was going to actively try to get you all flustered you were damn well going to do the same. You looked up at him through your eyelashes and with a small smirk, moistened your lips.

“Where do you want me?” You questioned. If you thought your pathetic attempt at seduction would have any effect whatsoever on Eric’s stoic glare you were sorely mistaken. He merely pointed to the farthest end of the wall from where you currently stood and marched off in the opposite direction.  

As the sun rose higher over the fields you found yourself removing more and more layers of clothing until you were in just your vest and leggings. You had pulled your hair up into a ponytail, hoping that at least a light breeze on your neck would help cool you down. No such luck. The hours passed slowly and since you weren’t part of the regular crew no one really spoke to you. The boredom was agonising and you found your mind wandering once again to Eric. You’d have to ask Christina for her advice when you got back to the compound. Or get Four to remind you of all the cruel, antagonistic things Eric had said and done to you during your initiation in the hopes that it would snap you out of your budding infatuation. Because you hated to admit it, but you were starting to become really attracted to the man.

~~~

By the time you got back to the compound you were sweating in places you didn’t even realise you could sweat so you immediately headed to your room with the intention of a cold shower before heading down to the pit to meet up with your friends. You stared down at the concrete as you walked, lost in thought about what you’d say to Christina and Four about your current predicament. By the time you looked up to unlock the door it was too late to turn tail and run. Eric was stood directly in front of you, one broad shoulder against the wall and his right leg slung over his ankle. You frowned at him as you continued your approach. Wordlessly questioning why he would be at your door, and how he managed to get here before you when you had gotten off the train at the same time. There were definitely secret corridors you didn’t know about, you surmised.

“What do you want now?” You huffed at him as you pulled your key card from your back pocket, trying to act as unfazed by his presence as possible. His brow was furrowed and he didn’t seem to hear your question.

“Did you want to reveal any more skin today or is that quite enough?” His voice was deep and laced with anger. Or was it frustration.

“I didn’t realise there was a rule against wearing appropriate clothing when you’re sweating your tits off.” You rolled your eyes at him when, at the mention of tits, he glanced down at your chest before catching himself and returning your glare.

“The other guys on patrol were staring.” Was that a hint of possessiveness you detected?

“Eric,” you grinned, “you’re staring.” You huffed out a small chuckle, but it got stuck in your throat when you looked up at him and saw how serious he looked. He slowly surrounded you, invading your space, but not close enough to be considered indecent if someone happened to walk by.

“Don’t you want me to?” He whispered, sounding almost earnest. Your breath hitched and you suddenly didn’t know where to look. Focusing on a point over his shoulder, you felt a blush rise up to your cheeks. Did you want him to stare at you? Well, when he looked like he did right now you did. Biting you lip at the thought you turned your gaze back to his face and oh - those eyes were the same lust blown eyes you had dreamt about.

“Yes.” Your voice was barely audible and Eric bent his head down ever so slightly to catch your words.

“Unlock the door, Initiate.” His voice had got even raspier and you thought back to Christina’s comment, wandering how far you could push him.

“Ask nicely.”

“No.”

Eric plucked the key card out of your hand and swiped it against the lock. Pushing the door open so you fell backwards, his arm snaking around your waist to catch you. The door closed with a heavy thud and you were slammed up against it. Eric’s gaze turned hungry. His hands were now resting against your hips and you noticed that he was biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. Before you could stop yourself you surged upwards and licked at the drop of crimson forming below his teeth and Eric didn’t hesitate to suck your tongue into his mouth in response, causing a breathy moan to escape your lips. You didn’t think it was possible for your bodies to get any closer, but with a light nudge from his knee your legs were parted and he had pulled you down against his muscular thigh. You were so turned on you almost came from that alone. His hands had crept under the hem of your top and were burning the sensitive flesh on your stomach, it was heavenly but you didn’t want them there. You wanted them around your throat.

“Eric,” you sighed, “please.” You were too far gone to verbalise your want, but Eric knew exactly what you needed. He moved his hand tantalisingly slowly across your stomach and up between your breasts, avoiding your hardened nipples in favour of your preferred destination. Just like your dream, his fingers caressed your carotid artery before applying the pressure that you craved. Your eyes rolled back and you rubbed yourself against his thigh, seeking more friction than your clothes would allow. Eric was panting and as you lowered your hand to palm him through his trousers he screwed his eyes shut in a hopeless attempt to regain some self-control. You were sucking at his throat, finally tasting his beautiful tattooed skin, but you wanted more. Once you had initiated the removal of his clothes it wasn’t long before you were both completely naked, marvelling at each other through the haze of desire that had overtaken you. You didn’t know if you could make it to the bed on your wobbly legs, so you stood on your tip toes, kissing along Eric’s jaw before jumping up to wrap your thighs around his waist.

“Fuck.” He muttered into your neck, lightly biting down on your shoulder. “Wanted this for so long, can’t wait much longer.” You didn’t fully register what he had said, but you knew you felt the exact same way so you ground your hips against his, the wetness of your cunt coating his throbbing cock.

“Then do something about it.” You groaned against his jaw. You didn’t need to tell him twice. The man shoved you back into the door and thrust his cock into you, immediately bottoming out. It was too much, but you took it willingly, vision going white with pleasure.

“Shit. Sorry.” Eric stuttered.

“Shut up.” You murmured before melding your mouth to his, silently reassuring him that you were fine with him being rough with you. He took the hint and began moving within you, almost completely removing himself before surging back into your tight warmth. Your hands roved over his chest, brushing over his sensitive nipples before looping around his back and leaving scratches across his shoulder blades. He grunted into your mouth and you felt his cock twitch inside of you. Good to know you weren’t the only one that liked a bit of pain with your pleasure. He grazed his teeth over your lower lip and suddenly the door was no longer at your back. You assumed he was walking you towards the bed and when he lowered you into the sheets without pulling out of you, you sighed in sheer bliss. Eric grabbed at your forearms, releasing your grip on his shoulders, and hoisted them above your head all while thrusting into you at an unforgiving pace. Your inevitable undoing came when he moved one of his hands from your wrists and brought it back up to your throat, squeezing somewhat harder than before. As soon as your brain registered his touch, your pussy clenched around him and you turned your head, shouting his name into the bedsheets. Your orgasm was so intense and your spasming walls squeezed his cock so deliciously that Eric was coming without warning, groaning into your chest with  his release. When his cock finally stopping twitching inside of you, you shuffled further up the bed and he collapsed unceremoniously beside you, looking thoroughly fucked. You smirked at him, your sex addled brain thinking of nothing but how much you wanted him to do that to you again, and again, and again.

“I don’t think you could ever beat that performance.” You chuckled, staring at his beautiful face through hooded eyes. He grinned at you wolfishly.

“Try me.”

[minihotdog]

Captive - Eric Coulter x OC Eden Rossi

Chapter 1: Where Am I?

Chapter 2: The Ghost From Amity

t/w: death

"Eden, go help your father in the field. I'll let the two of you know when dinner is ready" I let go of my mother's dress and run out into the fields. The endless flow of wheat towering over. I follow the voices of my neighbors telling each other tales as they work.

"Eden, you came to join us, didn't ya?" Uncle Josh says to me with his permanent lopsided smile.

"Momma said I have to help y'all till dinner time, I think she's mad because Sam and I broke somethin' when we were playing hide and seek."

"That's alright then, you can come pass the time with us till she cools off."I look around and the townsfolk for my father, his kind eyes and thick black beard nowhere to be found.

"Where's pops at? Momma said he was out working the field."Uncle Josh lets out a frustrated sigh, "He headed out to the outskirts. Dauntless wanted to have a little talk with him, pro'lly gonna steal more of our grain and leave us hungry for the winter. Ol bastards!"

"Why didn't he tell momma?"

A concerned look flashes on Uncle Josh's face, "You know how she gets when the other factions come knocking. He pro'lly didn't want her to worry."He looks off in the distance towards the gates separating Amity from the miles of nothing between the other factions. "You don't go running and telling her, alright."

"Yes, sir! My lips are sealed."

A loud blast from the distance. I cover my ears trying to suppress the frightening noise. The birds fly away from the trees in all different directions.Uncle Josh grabs my hand and we start running through the hills leading to my house. He's running so fast I almost can't get a foot on the ground.The house finally comes into view, I see my momma standing outside yelling out to us.

"Go inside and don't come out till I say!" She yells at me.

"What the hell was that?!" I'm listening to her and Uncle Josh talk, eavesdropping from the hallway leading to the kitchen.

"Now, Evelyn." He sounds nervous, "You know Dauntless keeps asking us for more than we can provide." He's standing in front of her with his hat in his hands.

"What does that have to do with anything?!" She's almost at his neck with anger, "You tellin' me my husband's been meeting with 'em behind my back?!"He's trying to get a word in but she doesn't let him even catch his breath. 

"Explain to me what that noise could have been, what part of talkin' is that?!"

"He said that he could handle them and tell 'em that we can't give them more than what they are being rationed. They agreed to come unarmed this time and talk."

"UNARMED!? They've come armed and the two of you didn't bother to tell anyone!?"

The sound of footsteps comes closer, digging into the gravel. The voice of my oldest brother mixed with heavy breathing shoots through the house.

"Momma! Dauntless is comin' through the gates!" He falls apart, and I hear the gravel shifting. "They killed Poppa!" His screams shake the house.

~~~~~

I jolt awake, covered in sweat. My heart pounding through my chest. The stress slowly being replaced by the deep sadness that usually sits in its place.

“Eden Rossi.”

A deep voice fills the unfamiliar room. 

I turn towards the voice, sitting up on the rock-hard surface, just a thin layer of cushion separating me from the concrete slab. 

The man sitting on a metal chair just inches from the bed twirls a plastic card in his fingers before holding it in between his index and middle finger. He flashes the card displaying my photo and name, “you’re a little far from Amity, don’t you think?”

“Where am I?” I ask, still dazed by the painful dream.

“The more important question is: What were you doing within the walls of Dauntless during a time of conflict?” He lifts an eyebrow at me, the piercing above his right eyebrow catches my attention. I look him up and down noticing his tattoos and large frame. 

“I was delivering this month’s ration, I don’t remember what happened.” 

He sucks his teeth at me as he shoves my I.D. into his pocket, “Doesn’t sound very likely.”

He sighs impatiently, “No vehicle, no escort, reports say you were snooping around the housing area. Not much delivering in my opinion.”

The room was cold, in temperature and in color. The walls were concrete, the floor was concrete, everything was either gray or black. The small room only had a backbreaking bed and a metal table chained to the floor with a chair to match. Next to the table, window facing the lifeless outside that surrounded dauntless in the last decade. Opposite, was a heavy metal door and a large window that allowed more than enough view into the depressing room.

“You don’t have the authority to hold me here, even if you suspect me of doing whatever it is you think I did,” I argued.

The strange man lets out a humorless chuckle, “No one gives a shit about the Communal Laws. We operate above them.” He looks away for a second before looking back at me, “You’ve been detained under suspicion of espionage, regardless we’re within our right.” 

He stands suddenly, the chair letting out a screech as it slides against the hard floor.

“I’ll be back,” He says, the heavy metal door slides open, green lights flashing around it. “The sooner you talk, the sooner this ends.” The door slams shut behind him, and I see his figure walking past in the darkened glass.

[allzelemonz]

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Kinktober 2021

Armitage Hux X Male Reader X Kylo Ren

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Eobard Thawne X Gender Neutral Reader

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Eric Coulter X Gender Neutral Reader

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Alexsandr Kallus X Male Reader X Mitth'raw'nuruodo

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Maul X Gender Neutral Reader X Savage

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The Swedes X AFAB Reader

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Mitth'raw'nuruodo X Male Reader

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Henry King Sr X Gender Neutral Reader

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Kinktober 2022

October 1st, Clothed Sex with Douglas Davenport

Pronouns: None mentioned, Marcus calls the Reader ‘Dad’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Reader is a step/adoptive-dad to Marcus, sex, mentions of cum, grinding, allusions to Douglas’ evil activities, nothing is proof-read Summary: Just a normal Friday with the smaller Davenport family, you bring Douglas some snacks and find him stuck in thought. You both decide you have ample time to yourselves.

October 3rd, Sex Pollen with Pavel Chekov

Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Non-established relationship, but they’re in love, hinted Kirk/Spock and Chapel/Uhura, sex pollen enhances arousal and attraction but no fuck or die, allusions to bad wig Chekov, focus on how cute the Russian is, top reader, bottom Chekov, mentions of Chekov’s love for Russia Summary: The away team gets separated and the Captain orders for exploration in the meantime. Chekov and yourself wander across some strange plants that cause some interesting side effects.

October 5th, Mind Control/Dub/Non-Con with Tom Riddle

Pronouns: None mentioned except in summary Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Dubious consent, non-con vibes, mind control, drugging, Viagra potion, Tom Riddle being Voldemort in the early days, oral sex, anal sex, bottom reader, multiple orgasms, hopeful open ending, not proof read Summary: Tom Riddle met a nice boy at Hogwarts. One he couldn’t let get away. He keeps him away from his work and uses him as he sees fit.

October 7th, Generating Warmth with Leonard McCoy

Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Non-established relationship, but they’re in love, stranded together, stuck in a cave, McCoy calls the reader “kid,” but he calls lots of people that, riding, hand-job, standard McCoy snark, long set up Summary: When Spock’s away team get stranded a second team is sent to locate them when the ship’s sensors fail. As a part of the rescue team, yourself and Doctor McCoy happen across a cave that needs investigating. A spontaneous collapse of the entrance leaves you both stuck in a freezing cave with limited sources of heat. You have to find a way to stay warm.

October 9th, Toys with Simon

Pronouns: None mentioned; Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’ in dialogue Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Toys, grinding, Simon hates dildos and thinks he’s too good for toys, mentions of Negan loving his wives, anal plug, handcuffs, prostate massage, rough sex, both of them are switches but Simon’s more of a top, Negan needs his Lieutenants to loosen up, asexual author that had to do a lot of fic reading to figure out how toys work Summary: On a run with Negan, the Saviors happen across a sex shop and bring home the lot. Being Negan’s right hand, Simon and his S/O get first pick.

October 11th, Cockwarming with Rumpelstiltskin

Pronouns: None mentioned; Reader referred to as ‘Da’ by Baelfire Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut, Tooth Rotting Fluff Warnings: Pre-Dark One Rumple, wholesome father with anxiety, Reader is a Stepdad to Baelfire, mentions/depiction of minor injury, fluff in the beginning, smut is brief and fluffy, top Reader, bottom Rumple, I proof read nothing Summary: A domestic life with Rumplestiltskin before his time as the Dark One. You are the comfort he needs, especially on cold nights.

October 13th, Somnophilia/Waking Up with Edward Nashton

Pronouns: None mentioned; Reader called ‘boyfriend’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Edward being needy, mentions of Riddler stuff, light somnophilia with pre-established consent, multiple orgasms for the Reader, oral sex, riding, rough sex, not proof read, very little dialogue, top Reader, bottom Edward Summary: Edward often wakes you up when he’s feeling particularly needy. The trick is figuring exactly how he wants it. So long as he’s dizzy by the end, all is as it should be.

October 15th, Mating Cycles/In Heat with Spock

Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Pon Farr, Spock having an animalistic drive, multiple orgasms, () used for custom name and rank, verbal consent is sexy, top Spock, bottom, Reader Summary: Spock has been careful to keep track of his Pon Farr, but it still snuck up on him before you could have your first time as a couple. Now Spock has to ask something very intimate of you.

October 17th, Power Imbalance with Mirror Kirk

Pronouns: He/Him, Reader is referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Mirrorverse runs on sex and blood, Mirror Kirk is mean, switch Reader, sub Reader, dom Mirror Kirk, references to Reader giving oral but it doesn’t happen, hand job, sex as a threat, sex a discipline, mentions of execution and torture, use of the pet name “good boy,” mentions of prior sex partner and Reader, mentions of Reader’s time at the academy, inexperienced Reader, dirty talk, handjob, mentions of grinding, sex Summary: As a Commander aboard the ISS Enterprise you get the occasional privilege of sitting in the Captain’s chair. When the Captain comes to relieve the Beta shift he keeps you behind for some fun, but things don’t go quite how he planned.

Tropesgiving 2022

Wrong Door: The Master X Male Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 1: Enemies to Lovers Pronouns: He/Him Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Moderate Themes Warnings: Canon typical violence, double meaning/implied future intimacy, background Yaz/Doctor, Dhawan Master Summary: The Doctor responds to a distress signal and meets an unexpected enemy with the intention of hurting her and the fam. When everyone’s plans are ruined, a certain Timelord has to improvise.

Pelt: Snotlout Jorgenson X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 2: One Bed Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: G/Fluff Warnings: Snotlout the flirt, the twins fight, written with a male reader in mind - but it’s never stated Summary: When someone forgets to bring enough blankets for the no-dragon training trip the group ends up having to share the few they do have.

Those Blue Eyes: Leonard McCoy X Male Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 3: Evil Twins Pronouns: He/Him, use of boyfriend, reader called ‘boy’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Moderate Themes Warnings: Canon typical violence, flirty mirror counterparts, mentions of surgery and death Summary: A mirrored version of Doctor McCoy is on the Enterprise and you have him at phaser point, but things are much more complicated than they seem.

The Prince: Armitage Hux X Male Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 4: Arranged Marriage Pronouns: He/Him, reader called ‘prince’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Moderate Themes Warnings: Foundation of a queer platonic relationship, marriage for politics, aroace Hux and Reader, asexual bonding, sex/romance repulsion Summary: The First Order needs a strong alliance to beat the Resistance out of your system. Your government agrees, so long as there is a strong tie between the two governments. Armitage Hux receives an order from Supreme Leader Snoke himself.

Free Comics: Stuart Bloom X Male Reader X Barry Kripke

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 5: Love Triangle Pronouns: He/Him, reader called ‘boyfriend’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Moderate Themes Warnings: Barry is an asshole, Stuart stares a lot, Reader enjoys Silver Age DC, mentions/hints towards sex, hint of poly ending, Captain Sweatpants being a good guy Summary: Stuart and Barry are both flirty towards you, but when Barry finds out someone else is flirting with you he feels the need to do something about it. You have no problem laying out their options for them.

Not Your Tie: Oswald Cobblepot X Male Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 6: Clothing Swap Pronouns: He/Him, reader called ‘boyfriend’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: M/Mature Themes Warnings: Oswald stays in the closet to get votes, mentions of sex, Ed knows everything and doesn’t hate Oswald, Oswald isn’t in this very much Summary: After a long night of celebration you arrive at the mayor’s office wearing Oswald’s tie. Luckily for you, Edward is a good friend.

12 Days of AU 2022

Dragons Know Things: Viggo Grimborn X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Soulmate Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Violence Warnings: Viking typical violence, minor injuries, hunters are hunters, Reader is an older dragon rider Summary: Shot down during a storm by the dragon hunters, you meet their leader.

The Death Knights: Severus Snape X Male Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Royalty Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader is called ‘sir’ as in the knightly title and acts as a traditionally masculine knight Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Violence Warnings: Mentions of death and war, arranged marriage, Voldemort still looks human, Snape is still a spy Summary: King Dumbledore’s precious school has fallen to the Dark King Voldemort’s forces, now they celebrate that victory.

Gaslight Hatter: Jervis Tetch X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Historic Pronouns: None Mentioned *Reader is a cop and the first female cop in America would have just joined the force around this time so there’s no room for pronoun plot holes, use what you want Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Violence Warnings: Mentions of murder/serial murder, based on the comic not the movie, reader is a cop but a cool one I guess, Reader referred to as an Alice by Hatter, I hope you’ve read the book Summary: 1890s Gotham is facing a new threat after the demise of Jack the Ripper. A madman dressed as the beloved Hatter from a popular storybook who has a pension for playing dress up with the young adults of the city. As an officer working under Inspector Gordon, it’s your job to protect the people.

Necromancer: Milton Mamet X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Magic Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Zombies Warnings: Mentions of death and zombies, use of ‘biters’ instead of 'walkers’ Summary: When science fails, magic is needed to learn more about the dead.

Navyman: Malcolm Reed X Male Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Modern Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘boyfriend’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: G Warnings: Malcolm’s family is clueless, aquaphobia, mentions of scary/life threatening conditions at sea Summary: In modern times, Malcolm Reed didn’t have any Starfleet to join and is pressured into the Navy despite his fear. His family is proud, but knows nothing about his phobia so you have to help him through it during a storytelling session.

Traditions: Montgomery Scott X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Holiday Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Alcohol Warnings: Multiple holiday celebration, Scotty’s tree has to be perfect, mentions of scotch, holidays/faiths mentioned specifically: Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Yule, and Christmas, author celebrates Yule and did research for other holidays Summary: When the holiday season rolls around the Enterprise has an annual party, limited to one night due to the dangers of space. Scotty and the Operations division are in charge of decorations for all of the holidays and it’s time to set up.

Fictober 2023

Street Urchin: Dutch Van der Linde X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 1, Age Play Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘son’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Age play, role play, begging, slight pain/rough handling, anal fingering, anal sex, prostate massage, biting, neck kissing, dirty talk, teasing Summary: Dutch suggested you pretend to be one of those young street boys while in Saint Denis so he can teach you a lesson.

Big, Not Dumb: Bill Williamson X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 2, Compliments Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Language Warnings: Referenced bullying, referenced crime, fluff, comfort, kisses, cuddling, bashful Bill, use of Bill’s birth name Summary: You get back to camp to find Bill in a bad mood, that simply will not do.

Annoying: John Marston X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 3, Hate Sex Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Hate sex, anal fingering, anal sex, prostate massage, dirty talk, teasing, mentions of John’s situation with Abigail and Jack, Reader is an asshole, pre-Blackwater, violence, punching Summary: You’ve been sent on a scouting excursion with John to find a good spot closer to Blackwater, John is annoying through the whole ride.

Never Again: Kieran Duffy X Bill Williamson

Fictober Prompt: Day 4, Hurt/Comfort Pairing Type: M/M Rating: T/Language, References to sex Warnings: Referenced/Implied forced prostitution, trauma, mentions of past torture, the tongs, Dutch is an asshole, soft Bill Williamson, mutual pining, hurt/comfort, protective bahavior, hugs, internalized homophobia, Bill is at war with himself Summary: Kieran finds himself forced into something he doesn’t want to do in order to make money for camp, Bill is there to keep that from happening.

Little O’Driscoll Dog: Micah Bell X Kieran Duffy

Fictober Prompt: Day 5, Collaring Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Smut, fluff, tooth rotting?, repressed Micah Bell, kinky Kieran Duffy, admittance of feelings, established relationship, slow sex, kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, marking, protectiveness, possessiveness, top Micah and bottom Kieran Summary: Micah and Kieran spend their first night in a hotel room, giving them both the opportunity to admit things.

Sit Still: Arthur Morgan X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 6, Dubcon/Frottage Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Slight dubcon, frottage, sex with clothes on, grinding, kissing, neck kissing, marking, low honor Arthur Morgan, dominate Arthur and submissive Reader, sleeping, slight cuddling Summary: With the whole camp noticing Arthur’s darker turn recently, Dutch sent you out to keep an eye on him.

Helping and Teaching: Colm O’Driscoll X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 7, Virginity Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: AMAB, Mention of chest hair Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Colm O’Driscoll has a virginity kink big time, Reader is an O’Driscoll, praise, dirty talk, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, proposition, kissing, grinding, clothed dominant/naked submissive, anal fingering, anal sex, top Colm/bottom Reader, gentle Colm for once Summary: While out on a job with the other O’Driscoll boys, you let slip that you’re a virgin. When this news gets back to Colm, his interest is piqued.

Not a Drop: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 8, Breeding Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Passing mention of having a kid (but not really talking about it, just dirty talk), Micah being a needy bottom, Reader is confused but supportive of Micah’s breeding kink, multiple orgasms, playing with hair, cuddling, cockwarming, breeding, anal fingering, anal sex, dirty talk, top Reader and bottom Micah Summary: Micah has a bit of a surprising request, he wants to be filled like he’s being bred.

The Map: Bill Williamson X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 9, Kisses Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/References to sex Warnings: Kisses, fluff, light bickering, spoiling Brown Jack of course, use of Bill’s birth name, established relationship, implied future sex, slight appreciation of Bill’s thighs Summary: Lost in a new area when trying to find a new town, you have a sweet moment with Bill.

Sweet: Kieran Duffy X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 10, Praise Kink Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Kisses, fluff, smut, outdoor sex, praise kink, self anal fingering, anal sex, top Reader and bottom Kieran, statements of love, established relationship Summary: A moment away from camp in which you notice Kieran reacts rather pleasantly to being praised.

Lesson: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 11, Humiliation Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Kisses, smut, outdoor sex, long term humiliation, anal fingering, anal sex, top Reader and bottom Micah, established relationship, jealousy, rough sex Summary: When Micah gets too close with Dutch, you feel the need to remind him of something.

Wake The Bear: Bill Williamson X Micah Bell

Fictober Prompt: Day 12, Somnophillia Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Smut, sleep sex, slightly dubious consent, insomniac Micah, thicc (™) Bill, clingy Bill, established relationship, kissing, marking, possessiveness, top Micah and bottom Bill Summary: Stuck in Bill’s bear-like cuddles, Micah comes across something to entertain himself.

Trustworthy: Arthur Morgan X Albert Mason

Fictober Prompt: Day 13, Cuckolding Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Smut, established relationship (Arthur/Albert), fluff, kink negotiation, domestic themes, soft sex, gentle sex, masturbation, exhibitionism, cuckolding, kisses, oral sex, blow jobs, anal fingering, anal sex, cuddling, fantasies come to life, top Charles and bottom Albert with viewing Arthur. Summary: Arthur finds himself thinking of a new dirty fantasy and he is lucky enough to have a sweetheart and friend that are willing to help him fulfill it.

Training The Workhorse: Arthur Morgan X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 14, Orgasm Denial Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Arthur being needy, orgasm denial, kissing, anal fingering, oral sex, blow jobs, rimming, teasing, top Reader and bottom Arthur Summary: Arthur has been overly needy, so you give him just enough attention to ensure he listens.

Rebound: Dutch Van der Linde X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 15, Noncon/Rape Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’ and holds a generally masculine mindset given the circumstances Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Rape, grief, drinking, mentions of Annabelle’s death, unhealthy coping mechanisms, hints of victim blaming because Dutch is an ass, threats, semi-public sex, hand jobs, anal fingering, anal sex, marking, neck kissing, slight cum fixation, vomiting, crying, Dutch is such a bad person in this one dude, shifting perspective Summary: After losing someone he loves, Dutch drinks to forget and gets an idea in his drunken mind when he spots a man he likes the look of.

Flipped: Sean MacGuire X Male Reader X Kieran Duffy

Fictober Prompt: Day 16, Gentle threesome, Double penetration Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: threesome, rimming, kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, double penetration, fluff, smut, guys being dudes Summary: Sean’s big mouth ends up with you taking both he and Kieran at the same time.

Dare: The Van der Linde Boys X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 17, Multi Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘fella’ and ‘man’, heavy masculine implication Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: (have you ever been in a men’s locker room and things got a little weird), smut, background relationships, masturbation, hand jobs, kissing, oral sex, blow jobs, dirty talk, facial, cum swallowing, Micah being an asshole, flirting, casual sex, everyone is gay but especially Bill Summary: Drunk Sean wanting to get off prompts a dare to jerk off and last longer than anyone else at the fire. Gay chaos of a sort ensues.

Bruises: Arthur Morgan X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 18, Spanking Pronouns: None Mentioned, masculine implication Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: M/Mild sexual themes Warnings: Mentions of violence and injuries sustained, marking, spanking, bruising, fantasizing, masturbation, anal fingering, cuddling, kissing, aftercare, sex put off in favor of cuddling Summary: Arthur loves being put over your knee but this is the longest you’ve been apart.

At His Lowest: Dutch Van der Linde X Micah Bell

Fictober Prompt: Day 19, Exhibitionism Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Exhibitionism, epilogue setting, power dynamics, dom/sub undertones, anal fingering, anal sex, bottom Micah/top Dutch, mentions of past grief, Dutch is not mentally healthy Summary: Now that Dutch has reunited with Micah, he has an opportunity he should have taken years ago.

Needy Firsts: Sean MacGuire X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 20, Rimming Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Kissing, established relationship, begging, Sean is loud, rimming, first time rimming, mentions of prior sex, slight aftercare Summary: After a few days without much alone time you decide to do something with Sean that you haven’t done before.

Sweet Blood: Bill Williamson X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 21, Blood/Murder Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut, violence Warnings: Appreciation of Bill’s size, kissing, gunfight, blood, murder, oral sex, blow job, hint of anal fingering, mentions of bathing together, goofy fluff, Bill is clumsy Summary: After a shootout Bill gets a little show that he enjoys more than he might expect.

Thickness: Bill Williamson X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 22, Intercrural Sex Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Prior failed sex with injury, mention of blood, a lesson in lubrication, Bill’s thighs getting the attention they deserve, intercrural sex, prepping, aftercare, kissing, hand job, soft sex, fluff Summary: After a painful failed attempt at typical intimacy, Bill has an idea that won’t worsen his injury.

Practice Makes Perfect: Abe X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 23, First Time Deepthroating Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Fluff, oral sex, blow job, deepthroating, cum swallowing, domestic-ish, established relationship Summary: After a lot of practice, Abe finally manages to get you down into his throat.

Slow: Kieran Duffy X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 24, Sounding Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Fluff, careful sex, sounding, safe sex for the time period, the fence has a spicy inventory you know he does, communication Summary: A new toy from the fence means testing it out with caution.

End: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 25, Crying Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Violence, language Warnings: Angst, crying, betrayal, Reader doesn’t take Micah’s side, violence, guns, shootout, drinking, Micah doesn’t know how to do emotions, Baylock is a good horse, extreme coping mechanisms Summary: The end of the gang, everything is going Micah’s way. There’s just one little snag that Micah doesn’t know how to handle, something he didn’t know how to account for.

A Dynamic: Dutch Van der Linde X Arthur Morgan

Fictober Prompt: Day 26, Grooming Pairing Type: M/M Rating: M/Grooming, references to sex Warnings: Underage, dead dove, grooming, dark themes, Dutch’s mind is a wasteland, bad father Dutch, groping, head kissing, cuddling, affection Summary: Dutch doesn’t think what he does with Arthur is all that wrong. A/N: Goes without saying this is your extra dead dove warning. This is an interesting dynamic I had read a few fics on and I wanted to explore Dutch’s odd interest in ‘younger women’ that he has in the game. It’s short because it’s gross.

Messed Up: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 27, S&M Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘sir’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: E/Smut, blood Warnings: Rough sex, rough masturbation, anal fingering, sex toys, anal plug, knife play, blood, marking, dom/sub, bottom Micah and top Reader, aftercare, cuddling, choking, asphyxiation, blacking out, passing out  Summary: After misbehaving before, Micah gets a well loved punishment.

Well Behaved: Colm O’Driscoll X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 28, Daddy Kink Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: M/References to sex Warnings: Colm being sweet, cuddling by a fire, blankets, soft behavior, daddy kink, neck kissing, sensual touching, cozy setting, I wrote this in thirty degree weather because cold Summary: A warm night by the fire with Colm.

Squeeze: Charles Smith X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 29, Breathplay Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Choking, anal fingering, anal sex, cockwarming, kissing, neck kissing, slight aftercare of sorts, birthday presents, fluff, Charles being extra pretty, established relationship, bottom Charles and top Reader Summary: Charles gets everything he wants for his birthday.

Misadventures: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 30, Failed Date Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Language, mention of injury Warnings: Fluff, romance, date, picnic, kissing, mention of violence and injury, Micah trying his best Summary: Micah plans a date to make up for being a bad sweetheart, only for things to turn on him all at once.

Boys’ Night: The Van der Linde Boys X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 31, Orgy Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Orgy, threesomes, kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, oral sex, blow jobs, rough sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, Sean’s drunken mind, marking, viagra-esc tonics, almost everyone is passed around to everyone else, Reader takes both top and bottom roles Summary: Sean has an idea that leads most of the boys in the gang to a damn fun time.

[siklop]

For anyone wondering, I’m kinda new to this, I’ve been here for a year or so but I haven’t really posted much, but I do write!

Here’s what I write and what I’m comfy with:

I write both m reader and f reader, so please specify when you request!

I do write Fluff, angst, smut, or whatever you want! Here’s also what I usually write;

Divergent:

Four/ Tobias Eaton

Eric Coulter

Peter Hayes

Tris Prior

Christina Smith

Caleb Prior

Marvel/Avengers:

Steve Rogers

James “Bucky” Barnes

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Natasha Romanoff

Yelena Belova

Tony Stark

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Eric Lensher

Charles Xavier

Raven/Mystique

Clint Barton

Storm

Jean Gray

Gabriel “Cyclops” Summer

Call of duty:

Simon “Ghost” Riley

König

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

John Price

Valeria

Farah

Resident Evil:

Leon Kennedy

Carlos Oliveira

Formula 1:

There’s a lot of drivers but I’m comfortable with any, really

Hunger Games:

Katniss Everdeen

Peeta Mellark

Finnick Odair

Coriolanus Snow

Joanna Mason

Lucy Gray Baird

Outer Banks:

JJ Maybank

John B

Rafe Cameron

Sarah Cameron

Pope Heyward

Kiara "Kie" Carrera

Topper

Barry

Avatar:

Jake Sully

Neteyam Sully

Lo’ak Sully

Neitiri

Kiri

Spider

Aonung

Tsireya

Norm

I probably have so much more I write but this is what I remember right now. People request HP on my other account, I haven’t really watched the movies and I don’t know much but I could try. I have watched them but I don’t remember anything.

All my love❤️