Shared Apr 22 with 1,360 notes / reblog
» via / source

beatricedivergence — Imagine: Tris and Four have a baby boy. When he's old enough he goes with Tris to watch her train new initiates. After some time he notices something, his mom won't pick up a gun. So he asks and she says with tears in her eyes: "I just can't, Will."
Shared Apr 22 with 1,058 notes / reblog
» via / source

Since I was young, I have always known this: Life damages us, every one. We can’t escape that damage. But now, I am also learning this: We can be mended. We mend each other.

Shared Apr 22 with 1,510 notes / reblog
» via / source

Maybe there is some Abnegation in everyone, even if they don’t know it.

Shared Apr 22 with 2,047 notes / reblog
» via / source

I might be in love with you. I’m waiting until I’m sure to tell you, though.

Shared Apr 22 with 2,770 notes / reblog
» via / source

Those who blamed aggression formed Amity
Those who blamed ignorance became the Erudite
Those who blamed duplicity created Candor
Those who blamed selfishness made Abnegation
And those who blamed cowardice were the Dauntless. [x]

Shared Apr 19 with 4,881 notes / reblog
» via / source


The Love….

Shared Apr 19 with 835 notes / reblog
» via / source