Hello. :) Umm… Autumn smells with Tris/Tobias
I took some liberations and made this a 1940s AU
The trees are damp with morning dew the morning he waits for her, with their bright orange and red leaves blinding his sight. From a distance he hears the beeps of car horns and calls of people shouting as they make their way to work. Right now, if he were still at home, he would be opening his father’s bookstore and getting the books ready for today’s customers. But his father’s store closed months ago and his heart races at the thought of what he was going to do. This might not work, he remembers. They might be discovered. But he tries to settle it, and instead, tries to focus on the rich scent of coffee and pastries wafting from the corner bakery because he has faith in her. She’s never let him down.
“Come on,” he mutters when he hears the church bells across the street ring off the hour, rubbing his hands together and bouncing on the balls of his feet to keep warm. “Where are you?”
He hopes she hasn’t given up on him.
It feels like hours have gone by when he hears leaves crunching from behind. When he sees the owner to the scuffed up penny loafers, his heart sputters again. She’s been running, he notices, with her cheeks and nose painted red from the cold wind, wisps of her white-blonde hair sticking out from her red-knit hat, and her breathing ragged as she calms herself down. She smiles at him proudly, ready to take anything that stood in her way, and looks around to see if anyone is watching. When she’s sure it’s safe, she runs the small distance into his arms and kisses him.
“You’re late,” he whispers against her lips, relishing in the smell of firewood and sawdust coming from her hair. Her parents owned a craftsman shop where her father burned wood for a living, creating art out of nature. She always smelled of wood. “Very late.”
She laughs and pulls away. “I had to make sure it was safe.”
Choosing a different faction means I forsake my family. Permanently.
I found out earlier today that a very small number of readers received finished copies of Allegiant already, instead of on October 22nd, due to a Canadian shipping error that has since been fixed. I’m disappointed, and I’m sure you are too. I personally have been waiting, pretty much since the trilogy began, for the day when the last book would come out and we would all experience it together—you for the first time and me, with the giddy anticipation of an author who finally gets to watch everyone finish the story that has been so dear to me. That’s why I’ve been so secretive for so long! But accidents and errors just happen sometimes.
If you are one of the people who received Allegiant early: I would love it if you wanted to wait to read it until October 22nd alongside your fellow Initiates. However, I can’t blame you if that’s just not going to work for you. I do ask, no matter what you decide, that out of kindness and respect for your fellow Divergent readers and their reading experiences, you do not post spoilers or quotes anywhere. I know I can count on you to preserve the mystery with me— I may be biased, but I think I have the best readers ever.
Everyone else: I think we’re still going to have a great October 22nd (and weeks immediately following). Be very wary of what you read online, and we’ll come out of this just fine.
should i just point out that in Divergent, chapter 23, Tris states that Four is sleeping lying on his stomach
and in The Transfer, he nonchalantly points out that he had to sleep on his stomach because his back hurts too much from his father’s beating
years later, even after escaping from his father’s abuse, Four still sleeps on his stomach because the pain might not be there, but the memories and the ghosts of the belt swinging on his back are still there. he made a habit out of the (very) little self-preservation he had