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#Eric Coulter/Oc
kaiyaamin · 4 months
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Eric Coulter head cannons
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You and Eric’s relationship would be private with occasional kisses or he would hold your hand under the table or loosely around your chair.
He would be more of an asshole just to show everyone just because he's dating you doesn't mean he went soft. (but we all know he went a little soft😉).
THIS MAN WILL GET JEALOUS OVER ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING.
He would glare at anyone if they were doing bad or if a guy was flirting with you, Eric just comes and wraps his arms around you and kisses your neck or just fights the guy.
Training together and by that I mean just you sitting on top of him while he does pushups and getting a kiss for each one
He would totally have a weird workout schedule. Like you would wake up at 2 in the morning just to see Eric doing pushups. He looks at you. You look at him. And he continues. You go back to dreaming about how hot he was doing those pushups.😍
Eric would definitely be the type to have pet names for you like ‘princess’, ‘babe’, or ‘sweetheart’.
Eric is the kind of guy who is an asshole to everyone and you would never think he has a lover, but probably has the sweetest girlfriend in the whole faction.
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nickeverdeen · 1 year
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Hii! It's been a while since i last requested here! I hope school isn't torturing you that much.. Wanted to ask if you could right an Eric Coulter headcanons or imagine having feelings and/or dating a fellow dauntless leader? She's a dautless, so were her parents, so she doesn't feel like she has to prove herself to anyone and is easy going but baddass when fighting?? (Not important, but if you could add her being an expert in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu i would love you forever)
Eric falling for you:
Eric always knew he had a weak spot for you, but he tried not to show it
At first for him it was just a little crush he thought he’d move on from quickly
He was wrong
His crush on you grew and it didn’t take long before Four knew about it
Four was definetly teasing Eric from time to time, but not in the childish way
Eric ended up asking you if you wanna help him with training the new members
He wanted to show off so he asked you to fight with him in front of the new members
Boy didn’t know you were skilled in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu
Normally Eric would feel angry that he lost to anyone, but he didn’t get angry at you at all
After all, he had a big feelings for you
Although after losing a fight against you he feels a little bit embarrassed, but it quickly washes away
Four started teasing him about his protectivness towards you as he always did his best to keep you safe while training
He’s not gonna let you win “War Game” to be honest
You falling for Eric:
You had feelings for Eric for a long time
As a leader of Dauntless you couldn’t really pay much attention to it
You had a lot of things to do as a leader after all
When Eric asked you to join and help him with training you agreed not thinking much of it
Your feelings for him started to grow more and more as you sometimes caught yourself staring at him
When Eric asked you to fight him you flexed a little and pulled out your best Brazilian Jui-Jitsu skills
You could tell that Eric wasn’t angry about losing to you which made you suspect that he may have a soft spot for you
You and Four were close friends and when you caught Eric glaring at Four you’d be confused
But Eric is Eric after all
You noticed that sometimes when someone tried to flirt with you and you were uncomfortable Eric would often do something about it
You noticed that Eric got kinda jealous at Four for being your right hand as you are the leader
The fact that you knew you didn’t have to prove yourself to anyone was something that many people liked about you
You’re not much of a show off or anything like that in general
But when you have to fight… you’re the most badass bitch of all of them
Dating:
Eric can get easily jelaous of others, despise knowing you would never leave him
You two are a very powerful couple
As a leader your day is full of responsibilities so after your day Eric would help you relax
You sleep in his room with him for sure
He doesn’t have a problem with sleeping on the floor if you want him to, but he’d prefer sleeping in a bed with you
Eric would probably just lay you down on his chest while sleeping
You are the only one who can calm Eric down and prevent him from doing something very stupid
If someone would flirt with you he wouldn’t even give the person a second warning before fighting him
His first warning would be very intimidating
Eric isn’t much of a PDA person, but he surely is down for flirting with you in public a little bit
Eric has a very teasing and flirty comments sometimes during the day
You’re a very respected woman not only because you’re the leader, but mainly because of your personality
Eric is very protective of you in your relationship
He knows you can handle yourself, but still
You’re his girlfriend after all
He doesn’t want anything to happen to you
Eric doesn’t like to let other people know that you’re his soft spot
He is absolutely shocked and also smirking when he sees how good you are at Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu
And how badass you look while fighting
You’re really not that agressive or badass looking normally so he wouldn’t think that you can be such a badass
The only time when you go against each other is when you and the new members are playing “War Game”
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Hey, thank you so much for requesting. I haven’t done any requests in a while so yeah it means a lot to me.
I’m truly sorry if this ain’t what you expected and feel free to tell me what I should change
And unfortunately the school is torturing me, but it’ll get better. Thank you for asking in the first place 🫶
I might try to also do an imagine, but I’m not sure what it’d be about tho
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minihotdog · 5 months
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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
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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 🐇
❤ ――☆―― ❤
🤠 Task Force 141, etc 🤠
A Diamond in the Rough 💙 (idk wtf is happening)
Headcannon: Calling him a good boy ❤️‍🔥🥰
Beefing Up On Deployment Drabble ❤️‍🔥
❤ ――☆―― ❤
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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Page divider: @Gasara (Deviant Art) <3
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sugarcandydoll · 2 months
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hi angels! ♡👼🏼💗 i am 21, she/her looking for a divergent double up rp where you play eric for my oc and i play a character of your choice for yours. ♡🎀 i am anywhere from semi-lit, lit, and novella, meaning i write at least two paragraphs!! ♡🫶🏼💕 i am into dark themes & nsfw, so pls be 18+! pls either interact with this post or dm me if ur interested!! ♡ i usually rp on discord, my username is sugardollyxoxo. i am so excited for our rp!! ♡🙈💓
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ghostedgrim · 2 years
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Fluff Headcannons wt Eric
Masterlist
Warnings: mention of scars, knives, gun, and illness, stretch marks, eating disorder, insecurities, anxiety/panick attack, but they're all vague
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-He hates doing laundry when his partner is around, especially when it includes blankets, even more so if the blankets are fluffy. Why? Because the moment any of those blankets exit the dryer, his partner has stolen them and curled up underneath them. He will admit it's adorable, but won't admit he's jealous of those blankets. The only exception are his clothes, hoodies, jackets, shirts, man's melting..
-If his partner is a tattoo artist, all his tats are being done by them, and most of 'em will be things they've drawn.
-Loves it when his partner traces his tattoos, he'll even let them draw on them, as long as the tools used quickly wash off skin.
-Eric will claim he doesn't want a cat, yet not even an hour after adopting one he's curled up with said cat passed out.
-He's big on communication, especially early in the relationship and when trying something new. He always wants to make sure his partner feels comfortable around him.
-The first time y'all held hands, he had started by slowly moving his hand to your's, then gently tap your hand and finnaly hold it while asking if what he was doing was okay. No? He'd let go, and not push your boundaries. Yes? He'd give at least one squeeze and hold your hand as if his life depends on it. Similar case when y'all cuddle for the first time. He'd first ask if you're okay with cuddling, and any boundaries you have with it. If you are okay with it, he'll wrap his arms around your waist, or lean the side of his body against yours, then ask, "is this okay,". If yes he will hold you tightly and allow himself to practically mold against you. If you're not okay, he will back off, ask if you want to continue and try a new position or just stop all together and try another time.
-As much as Eric loves holding his partner, he loves to be held and will always jumps at any opportunity to curl up in their arms, on their chest, and on their thighs, if you massage his head while you hold him, he will become absolute putty in your hands.
-If someone where to hit on his partner, he'd keep his distance and let them handle it, you are Dauntless after all. However, the moment that person gets to handsy, is scaring his partner, has become too much for his partner to handle,and/or won't back off when asked, he won't hesitate to swoop in and scare the aggressor off. Afterwards he'll promptly make sure his partner is okay and comfort them in any way needed.
-Will offer to work out and do private training lessons with him. Doesn't matter who you are, if you're in a relationship with him, or even if you're just friends, he's making sure that whatever he can't be there to protect you, you're able to protect yourself.
-Is a big baby when he gets sick, but also tries to refuse help, will continuously claim he's fine, doesn't need any help, and tries to always make is sound less important than it is. He'll probably also want to be held, and then wine when his partner tell him no because they don't want to get sick.
-Alternatively, if his partner gets sick, he will baby them. Lots of forehead kisses, constantly asking if they need anything, cooking food and teas that my help alleviate any symptoms, or just things that taste good that his partner can hold down.
-Sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night and just stares lovingly at his partner till he falls asleep, and will sometimes rub their back, arm, head, or just pull them closer.
-Has and will forever sometimes embarras himself infront of his partner when they starw at him, most of the time it includes him falling or stubbing a toe.
-Constantly finds himself lost in his partner's eyes, no map, or rope could pull him out.
-Has and will scare his partner whenever he can
-Loves to carry his partner around
-He's intoxicated by his partner's laugh, especially when they snort
-Traces his partner's scars and will sometimes kiss them, he'll never push the causes of them out of you, and will wait for you to tell him.
-Random kisses on your hand(s), eyelids, face, scalp, shoulders, stomach, back, arms, legs, almost any skin, above the shin, he can find that isn't covered by clothes.
-He not the type to just get a bouquet of flowers that he thinks look nice, he looks for flowers that his partner likes, and that reminds him of them, and later in the relationship the flowers are fallowed by an intricate knife or gun, sometimes just the knife or gun alone. When proposing, while he will get flowers and a ring, Eric will also gift them a weapon his partner is eather really good with, or they think looks really cool. Like a sword, bowstaff, baton, throwing stars, maybe even shoes or gloves that when moved a certain way, or a button is pushed a knife pops out, the list goes on.
-Will listen to his partner rant about anything for hours, even if he doesn't know what they're saying, he'll still listen and try to understand.
-If his partner has periods, he's decked out with everything they might need, and as time passes, he'll learn everything that his partner needs, and their queues for anything going on period related.
-If his partner has any insecure about their body, Eric will promptly make it his goal to remove that insecurity. If they feel insecure about non-physical traits they have, he will once again work with them to remove those insecurities. He understands they may never go away, but that doesn't deter his determination.
-He loves tracing and kissing his partner's stretch marks, and if they haven't named them, he will. Some he will draw on them too, mainly because it causes his partner to feel better about the marks. Will also compare his stretch marks to theirs.
-If his partner doesn't like their current body weight, wether they feel to skinny, too chubby, he will work with them to find the perfect deit and workout plan to help them. If they suffer from an eating disorder that causes them to eat too much/too little, he will once again work with them, determined to help them fight the disorder till it's gone.
-Competitive and loves to show off around his partner. Will even have them lay/sit on his back while doing planks and push-ups, have them hang on his back while doing pull ups. For motivation he will have them lay under him when doing push-ups and kiss them each time he goes down, with pull-ups he'll have them do them do it with him so that each time they go up he steals a kiss, unless they're sore and hurting, he'll have them stand on a stool. And the reverse when his partner is working out.
-If Eric's partner is in a situation where they don't feel safe, they feel they're about to have a panick/anxiety attack or about to break down, he's hauling ass to get to them ASAP. Doesn't matter the time or place, he's a light ass sleeper, and is determined to be at your aid the moment you need it. He also knows he can't always be there, because of this, if he can't get to you Four can. Why Four, ever since initiation Eric knew Four was Abnigation, and that his real name was Tobias, and being as observant as he is, Eric probably figured out that Marcus was abusive, and after a year of knowing Four, Eric knows that Four is probably the safest person in the faction. So despite his hate for Four, he knows he's the best person they help his partner out when he can't.
-Eric is observant af, so much so he probably noticed that his partner had a crush on him before they did. Because of this he quickly starts learning their social queues and facial expressions. He then takes advantage of this, not just for keeping his partner safe, but also knowing when they need comfort, what type of comfort they need, if they're hungry, or want something, he sees when they look at something is disgust, he uses this knowledge to help combat insecure they may have.
-Passionate kisses and suffocating hugs when he or his partner leave and come back from long missions.
-Him giving rare smiles that only his partner will ever see
-While Eric isn't one for cute things, every flower his partner has given him, he has pressed into a book so that the flower will keep it's color at stay there forever. If they where to make him a flower crown, he'd wear it around the apartment and hang it over his bed till they wilt, he will sometimes try to save some of them to add to his book.
-Poor guy can't sing or dance to save his life, but that doesn't stop him from trying to dance or sing for his partner, through it typically ends with them in each other's arms swaying side to side, or when he tries to sing they both just end up laughing their lungs out.
-If his partner is smaller then him, he will tease the shit outta them, and takes advantage of his ability to wrapp himself around them when cuddling. If his partner is taller then him, he doesn't care, he will still tease, and if need be, he'll climb or grab a sto to reach their lips, and he loves it when they wrapp themselves around him.
-Would happily dance in the rain with his partner, but only if there isn't any cameras or people around that could catch him doing it.
-Loves it when his partner take care of him
-If his partner has a nightmare, his immediate reaction is to wake them, make sure they know they're safe and provide whatever comfort they need. If he's the one having a bad dream, he will promptly curl up in hid partner's arms, or hold them tightly in his.
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sootyships · 1 month
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Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen, M/X
Fandoms: Divergent Series - Veronica Roth, Divergent (Movies)
Relationships: Eric (Divergent) & Original Character(s), Eric (Divergent)/Original Character(s)
Characters: Eric (Divergent), Original Non-Binary Character
Additional Tags: Continuity Salad
Look the Part:
Freedom of expression isn't Eric's priority, but looking the part is a good idea.
Oat Engine:
Bo helps orient some newbies for Dauntless patrols. Eric meets a horse.
Cracking Down:
Bo is frustrated by the training plan for the initiates. Eric more or less acknowledges their concerns.
Suggestion:
Bo has an idea they share with Eric.
Spitballing:
Bo is in the wrong place at the wrong time and shares some theories. Eric has a hunch.
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comfyrhyme20574 · 1 year
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Clary & Eric Crackship Gifs
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mrscoulter5ever · 5 months
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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
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theinheriteddutchess · 10 months
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The art of seclusion:
I love this story! I waited patiently for 7 years for this to be finished, and i would wait another 7 for the au version!
There are snippets on @asirensrage and find a link to read the story there.
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asirensrage · 2 years
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They’re keeping you away from me! They made you blind, messed up your mind But I can set you free! - Meant to be Yours (Heathers musical)
Eric x Amelia in The Art of Seclusion. Find it on Ff.net and Ao3
updated version of this post
taglist: @raith-way @arrthurpendragon @veetlegeuse @chickensarentcheap @booty-boggins @residentdormouse @delicateblackrose @stanshollaand @wordspin-shares @chrissymunson
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lunaschild2016 · 2 years
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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)
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kaiyaamin · 3 months
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Hi I’ve recently gotten back into divergent so my Eric obsession has surfaced yet again😂
I’m also new to tumblr so I’m not sure if I’m doing this request thing right, so my apologies if it’s too much
I really enjoyed your head canon on Eric and was wondering if you could do another one maybe more geared towards him as a husband and father maybe some years down the road. I could see him having learned some self control when it comes to his anger issues. Maybe becoming a girl dad becoming a big softy which would be adorable, but still maintaining his asshole reputation somehow.
If you get a chance to write this I’d really appreciate it!! Thank you
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Eric proposed to you after a year of dating. You told Eric beforehand you wanted to be proposed too, Why? There's no point in me proposing to you, you are already mine, Eric said rubbing his face annoyed. YOU WILL PROPOSE TO ME!! You screamed while hitting him.
You worked as a nurse so when the symptoms of throwing up, weird cravings, mood swings, and your period being late you knew you were pregnant. For precaution, you took a test confirming your suspicion, and you ran to tell Eric being overjoyed. What is it, honey? Eric said wrapping his arms around you. I'M PREGNANT! You Shouted waiting to see his reaction only to be met with silence, Babe are you okay? Eric looked at you and immediately spun you around in his arms with your legs wrapped around his torso.
Eric was extremely protective of you. He carried you down the flight of stairs because of the no railings, or you used the elevator. He made sure you ate a lot no matter how unhealthy it was, so a lot of chocolate cake. If anyone bumped into you or harmed you in any way whether emotionally or physically he kick their ass.
He was obsessed with the baby, and after the couple found out it was a baby girl, he was ecstatic wanting to spoil the little girl. She is so gonna be a daddy's girl, Eric said rubbing your stomach. How do you know? you said. Because She's my daughter, Eric said in an obvious tone.
Truth be told she was a daddy's girl, after she was born she only wanted her daddy. He was the only one that could make her go to sleep, so... Why do I have to go, it's your turn, Eric said still in bed rubbing his eyes tiredly with the baby crying in the background. Because She's a daddy girl, you said while putting the covers over your face feeling Eric get up.
At the age of 5, your daughter was handling knives and guns but was spoiled so much by her father that she favored him over you. You told Eric it wasn't a good idea to train her yet because she was so young but he did anyway, only the basics though. For her 6 birthday, she was given a pink knife and gun engraved was princess, ironic.
your daughter screamed and panicked whenever Eric was not there. She threw tantrums over the smallest things it was getting out of control, so you stepped your foot down. You told her that you were the mother and she had to obey your rules, She was not happy and yelled at you. Eric finally saw how his little princess was getting too spoiled... Princess Stop! Eric said with a firm voice, he realized how bad our daughter treated you and was not having it. [d/n] You can't disrespect your mother like that, Eric took away her guns and knives and had her apologize to you. You knew she was a daddy's girl but she was still your daughter and you weren't going to allow her to treat you like that. You forgave her but she was still grounded for 2 weeks.
By age 12 your daughter was maturing growing so beautiful with her long hair and beautiful blue eyes like Eric's. Eric was still an asshole to people but never to his family, he often compared his daughter to the initiates. Watch how my daughter throws the knives better than you pieces of shit, glancing at his daughter. She threw it perfectly right in the middle, the initiates looked at the little girl in surprise with a proud look from both her and her father. I want everyone to run and you won't stop till I say so...GO, Eric said firmly wanting to gouge his eyes out if he saw another initiate.
By the time your daughter was 16, Eric had moved up the ranks to head leader of Dauntless. Your daughter ended up staying in Dauntless excelling in training and becoming first overall in all her rankings only having 7 fears.
Eric was not happy, his princess had a boyfriend, and he had a reputation for scaring any boys who came close to his little girl. Oh, so you think you're good enough for my princess huh, Eric walked around the boy, giving him a fright. All-l do r-respect s-ir, the boy said shitting himself, Why are you stuttering, can't you speak right boy, Eric said leaning on his side while crossing his arms showing off his muscular arms. Daddy stop you are scaring him, His princess told him but he ignored her. Princess, why don't you give the boys some time to talk, his princess obliged leaving the men to talk. Can I get... before she could finish she saw her boyfriend leaving with tears streaming down his face. Look, we are breaking up bye, he left in such a hurry. She knew her father did this and ordered 3 shots of vodka, she was going to need it.
In the end, Your daughter was able to find someone who understood her and treated her like a princess. Eric approved of the boy for his daughter, 2 years after they dated he proposed to your daughter. you and your daughter went wedding dress shopping, planning the big invite list, etc. The wedding was extravagant and beautiful and you couldn't stop crying seeing Eric walk your daughter down the aisle and [d/n] saying I Do. You recall the memories that led up to this moment, you meeting Eric, the wedding, your daughter, the choosing ceremony, her wedding it was amazing with your family right by your side.
BTW yes Eric cried at the wedding. I am telling you, sweetie I am not gonna cry... 5 minutes later, Eric wiping his tears with a napkin. Not gonna cry right, you said with your arms crossed on your chest. SHHHH, the wedding starting, and my eyes are just leaking water.
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vtopiia · 1 year
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Title: The archer and the serpent
Show/Movie: Divergent
Love interest(s): Eric Coulter
Main/Original character: Amelia “Lia” ; played by Jennifer Lawrence
Writing stages:
Plot? I have bits and pieces, mainly just a few scenes and an overall vibe; i haven’t seen the movies or read the books- so most of this is just vibes ngl
Outline? Not in the slightest
Anything actually written? Capital N ‘no’
Posted? Not even gonna say anything-
Edit count: 4 & 1/4!
Current focus? Eh… it’s my current back-burner project that I don’t need to think too hard about, but I’m working on an original rn
Plot details: (that i wish to disclose)
N/A
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minihotdog · 10 months
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Fearless Magazine
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Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3
Prompt:
A mysterious stranger leaves an item of the main character’s front door with a note attached saying “For a rainy day”
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“If you like him just go and tell him,” Lynn says to me curtly
“And what if he doesn’t like me and is just trying to use me?” I say exasperated.
Lynn looks up from her lunch to face me, “He kissed you, what more do you need? A proposal?”
I sigh and rest my head on my hand, “We both know his reputation.”
Eric was well known for a loner but when he did entertain the presence of a woman it was always a hit and quit.
“Yeah, he’s a whore,” Lynn spits out the statement as if she was claiming that water is wet. “However, he did more with you than he’s done with any other girl.”
“What’s that?”
“Talked to you and acknowledged your presence afterwards,” She says before stuffing her face with food. “He’s probably been laying awake at night thinking about his beautiful Y/n,” Lynn says mockingly, she hugs the air and makes kissy noises. I ball up a napkin and throw it at her while she laughs.
“He made his move, your turn.”
“Ugh! Why is this so complicated?” I ask myself while rubbing my forehead with my fingers.
“I still can’t believe big bad Eric is a softie for you!” 
“Whatever! I’m going back to work!”
***
All day Eric and I caught eachother’s eye. At one point he even winked at me.
I don’t wanna be another girl you charm and then throw off to the side.
I sit on my bed against the wall. My thoughts going back to the night he kissed me, the way his hands felt on me, his soft lips on mine.
The dating cultures of Amity and Dauntless were complete opposites. Dauntless moved too fast. You meet someone and by the first date you are together, left to figure things out as you go.
In Amity, you begin by leaving a gift of the person’s doorstep and if theyre interested, they’ll leave on on yours. Each gift comes with a note telling them about yourself and your favorite things, in hopes that you have some in common. From there you’ll meet in person and go for a walk or sit down and get to know each other. 
Maybe I should give him a gift.
Eric’s Pov
I sit on my couch with my useless leg propped up by a pillow flipping through a book I’ve read a thousand times. *Knock* *Knock*
Who the fuck is that?
I grab my crutch off the coffee table and rock myself forward in a huff. I frown to myself thinking about all the times I took having two working legs for granted.
I look through the peephole.
Oh my fucking god not this again.
I open the door and come face to face with the last person I wanted to see: the faction gossip.
“Hello, Samantha. What can I do for you?” I try my best to be nice to an elder but pieces of my dislike for her seep through.
“What’s this someone left on your doorstep?” She pries.
“I don’t know, I didn’t know it was there.” 
She looks at me suspiciously pursing her lips, the deep wrinkles on her face showing contempt.
“You better not be fooling around with anymore girls,” She warns me before handing me the box that she no doubt opened before knocking on my door.
“I never was,” I defend myself. The glare she shoots my way almost makes mine look like child’s play. “Ma’am,” I add quickly hoping she’d put the glare away. 
“Boy, don’t lie to me. I’ve seen the girls coming in and out of your room.” She puts her finger on my chest, poking me to emphasis her words. “There was that one with the funny accent and then a blonde one that was here the other day.”
“First off, the one with the accent was my ex girlfriend of two years, who hasn’t been here in months. And second, I didn’t have a blonde woman in my room recently.”
“Of course you did! She was the weird looking one with the short hair.” She argues.
“FOUR!?” I blurt out coming to the realization.
“Young man don’t you raise your voice at me!”
“Yes, ma’am, I didn’t mean to. Can I please go inside, I need to take my medication.” I lie while motioning to my cast, desperately trying to get away from her.
She waves her hand in a “go away” motion before turning away from my door.
I shut the door almost leaning against it with relief. I crutch my way back to my spot on the couch, sitting with the box on my lap. I examine the unexpected gift, I almost chortle at the polka-dot box stuck to the top as I open it. Inside lies a container with hot chocolate written across in red with a little santa in a sleigh and a note: “For a rainy day 🙂” written in cursive. 
I flip the note looking for a sender but find nothing. I can only assume it’s from Y/n, trying to court me with her Amity-ness. 
My grin stifles as I remember what Elder Samantha said, “You better not be fooling around with anymore girls!”
Is that what she’s been telling the faction? That I’m hopping bed to bed!?
My heart begins to feel heavy at the thought of Y/n hearing the rumors. I can only wonder what she’ll think of me when she does hear. As fierce as she is, deep down she’s still shy and delicate. She hasn’t been entirely conditioned to dauntless and the viciousness of the elders that live to complain about the changes in the faction, even improvements from when they were young.
What if she already knows?
Y/n’s Pov
“I forgot to put my name on it!”
Lynn hits her forehead with her hand. 
“Who else could it have been from?!” She looks at me flabbergasted. “I don’t understand these dating rituals. In Candor you just go up to someone and tell them ‘I like you’. None of these theatrics,” She says disgruntled. 
I frown at her, “I’d hate to get broken up by a Candor. They’d probably sit there and tell you every little thing that’s wrong with you until shrink,” I cross my arms. 
“That’s the good part! It helps you improve as a person.” 
We go silent upon hearing Eric’s crutch echo down the hallway. He comes through the door, usually he’d at least glance in my direction but today he looked at the ground when he passed me.
“Uh oh,” Lynn whispers before taking a sip of her latte. “Maybe he’s allergic to chocolate and thought you were trying to kill him.”
I shoot her a sharp look.
***
That day I noticed Eric was more to himself than usual. He didn’t stay late with me as he had the last two days. I wanted to ask him if he was alright but didn’t want to step out of bounds. 
Maybe he changed his mind. Maybe he found another girl.
I fuss to myself. It was a friday night and I was cooped up in my bedroom ignoring Lynn’s texts telling me to come out. 
Maybe I should go out and get my mind off him.
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slashwhores · 9 months
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Welcome to another installment of every artists hell like game... *drumroll*
[Crowd]
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TODAY!!!
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ghostedgrim · 2 years
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heyeyey! saw you on the tags (≧▽≦). May I request headcanons of Eric in divergent about him falling for a dauntless initiate but y/n rejects him, how would he feel during liking y/n and after getting rejected? (。•̀ᴗ-)✧
Thanks in advance x
Ooh! 🌟spicy🌟
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I took awhile for Eric to realize he had a crush on Y/n. Because Y/n was an initiate, and he their instructor and Dauntless leader, Eric suppressed the feelings best he could, making sure it never interfered with initiation.
Of course, that failed, while Y/n dealt with the same challenges as any other initiate, he wasn't as cruel and short tempered around them. Their having trouble throwing knives, he'd pretend to be annoyed, and try to put venom in his voice, but he couldn't help gently showing them the motions. Sometimes he'll give positive feedback to Y/n after a successful fight, he's even offered private training lessons when they're alone, claiming he has high hopes for them.
Over time the other initiates take notice, and soon rumors spread claiming that Y/n was sleeping with Eric, and he was the only reason Y/n was successful. Naturally this pissed Y/n off, causing them to avoid Eric and give him the cold shoulder. Upon learning the rumors Eric also backed off, only interacting with Y/n if it was absolutely necessary.
This continued till the end of initiation. At that point most of the rumors had stopped, but the damage they caused was still there.
Y/n's Pov
The post initiation party went surprisingly well. I had placed high in the rankings, and the rumors about Eric and I where nearly non-existent. It was quite refreshing.
At about midnight a few dauntless and I had left to ride the zip line. Afterwards we'd taken the train to the very roof the initiates jump from on their first day. Instead of jumping with them, I'd decided to stay and sit, it'd been months since I've been able to admire the stars.
Not much time had passed when I heard the sound of gravel crunching under boots. Much to my annoyance I turned to find it was Eric walking towards me. For a strange reason he wore an anxious look, and awkwardly sat beside me.
"What do you want" I silently wished I could shove him off the ledge, I mean, it wouldn't kill him, the net is there.
"I wanted to apologize for the rumors," he turned to look at me, "I wasn't thinking before acting. I thought-".
"Thought what Eric!", Now I was pissed. He'd known what he was doing. "That the instructor was suddenly playing nice with their student, a student who could barley throw a punch day one, and then suddenly begins climbing the ranks! I WORKED MYSELF TIRELESSLY, DAY AFTER DAY, IMPROVING FOR MY BENEFIT!! AND THEY ALL THINK I WAS SUCCESSFUL BECAUSE YOU LIKED ME!! So don't you dare come here to say sorry, explain yourself instead, and maybe I'll listen."
Eric's Pov
In their anger Y/n stood up, standing dangerously close to the edge. I knew I screwed up the moment I walked up here, there was nothing I could say of do to fix the damage, but it was too late to run.
I broke eye contact, and looked at my hands, dread seeped into my pores, there was no escape, and for once in my life, I was scared.
What's happened has happened, I can't change the past. I finnaly broke the silence, I poured everything out. I admitted the first time I fell, how desperately I tried to suppress the way a felt, how painful it was for me when the rumors started, specifically when I had to back away from Y/n. I admitted I nearly cried when I saw the hate in their eyes, oh how I loved their eyes, their strength, specifically when they put others in their place, their voice, their bravery, and courage, the way they laughed. I let out every detail I had grown to love about them. I'd admitted that they became the reason i looked forward to teaching, every morning I yearned to see their face. I even enjoyed their mischievous side, even if it included the time Y/n and the other initiates alongside Four attacked me with water balloons. Oh how I had wished to hold them in my arms after the fear sims, promising they'll be safe, to removed that look of terror off their mesmerizing face. How I just wished to hold them, them to hold me, to be the one that makes them smile. I never admitted it, but there where some fights that Y/n won, where I wished they could do that to me. I loved the graceful way they threw knives, how they toy with their sparing partner, before ending the fight in just a few strong hits. When I finished, the silence was deafening.
After several long breaths I removed my gaze from Y/n. Their expression felt as if a knifed was twisted in my heart, they looked disappointed. Oh how I wish I admitted my feelings when I first realized them, maybe things would be different, maybe we could've found a way to avoid rumors, maybe I should've never said anything at all. I should've sent them a letter, at least they would've known, I would've been safe from their disappointed gaze. Why where they so quiet. Why aren't they saying anything. Just say something. Anything. Please!
"Eric," I froze, god I was scared, "Eric, look at me,". And so I did. Their expression was nearly unreadable, they looked sad. "I should say I'm sorry, but I'm not. Those rumors nearly ruined my life, I lost most of my friends because of them, people treated me like shit, because of them. All I feel for you right now is distaste, and dating you, will make people believe those damn rumors to be true. So fuck you. I don't feel the same. Stay. The fuck. Away. From me. When the times right, maybe I'll do more than forgive you. Until then, don't talk to me." And with that they jumped off the roof.
I felt as I could vomit, tears flowed out of my eyes, I did little to silence my cries. I'd know from the moment Y/n had sent me those glares during initiation that they'd never forgive my mistakes, that they'd never feel the same. I fucked that up, and I can't go back. I wanted to convince myself that if I played my cards right they'd forgive me, that they'd fall for me. But it was an unrealistic hope.
I never returned home that night. I stayed there till Four found me curled up, still on the roof. I don’t remember what he'd said, or even the trip back to the apartment. I recall him saying something comforting about Y/n, I know I'd given me hope, but I don't remember what.
Hopefully with more practice I'll get better with my writing
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