i cried while making this you guys no lie

How Could You? // Zach Dempsey.

Hey guys! I have so many imagines coming your guys way you just don’t understand. Also, i’m finally writing an imagine on my computer so this will come out in way better quality AND I can write faster yay! I hope you guys enjoy this one it was requested by @chloesalva! Happy reading.

Pairing: Zach x Reader

Request: Can you do one where Zach cheats on the reader and the reader finds out about the tapes? Thanks :)

Warnings: Cheating and swearing, if you’re looking for something with a happy ending this is NOT it.


Saturday night..

Readers POV~

“Hey Jess have you seen Zach?” I questioned. Zach convinced me to come to this dumb party. I’m not a party person at all, if anything i’m the exact opposite. Something about warm bodies all around me and red solo cups everywhere just aggravates me. Unfortunately, Zach’s convincing game is strong. So here I am, surrounded by drunk teens and searching for Zach. But that didn’t stop me from having a couple drinks.

“I haven’t seen him since when you guys walked in…want some?” Jessica slurred offering me a swig from her lipstick stained cup. I took four big gulps and returned the cup before I walked away. 

I needed some place away from all the sweaty figures, so I made my way to the bathroom for a breather. I opened the door to and saw two people. A girl on the sink and a guy standing between her legs, showering her neck in lustful kisses.I was about to close the door but the boy looked familiar to me. 

“Z..Zach?” I slurred, the liquor from before finally kicking in. He pulled away from the girls neck and snapped his head in my direction. His eyes were full of regret and sorrow.

I pushed past all the sweaty bodies in the house and made my way outside. My eyes were starting to form tears as I made my way down the sidewalk to my house which wasn’t too far from Jess’s place. It didn’t really help that Zach was my ride and I was anything but sober.

I heard quick heavy footsteps trailing behind me and I started to walk faster. I knew exactly who was following me. The boy that made all my troubles go away. The boy that made me forget all my problems. The boy I gave my heart to, and he destroyed it in return. 

“Y/N please stop I can explain!” He grabbed at my wrist.

Don’t fucking touch me!” I yanked away from his grip. He was shocked. He had never seen me angry like this and he didn’t know what to do.

“How could you..?” I questioned with a look of disgust on my face. He was about to talk but I cut him off.

“I’m an idiot for thinking that somebody like you could be in love with a girl like me.” Nothing I was saying was making sense, but that didn’t stop me from coming clean about everything. I told him about how I thought I was never good enough for him and how I would never be. I told him I never loved even though it was a lie. Soon my voice got louder to the point where people were pulled me away from him. 

Sherri  pulled me into her car and she took me home. The whole car ride was filled with awkward silence and a sniffle from me every now and then.

We finally got to my house and I put my hand on the car door handle but Sherri placed her hand on top mine.

“Y/N hold on just one second okay, sweetheart.” She spoke softly as she reached into the backseat and grabbed a shoe box.

She handed me the shoe box and rubbed the back of my hand with her thumb.

“Don’t open it now, open it when you get inside and don’t ask questions. Just listen.”

I nodded and thanked her then went inside my house.

I flipped the lid of the shoe box and looked at the cassette tapes inside. “Why would Sherri give me this?” I thought to myself.

I grabbed my moms old tape player and put in the first tape.

“Hey it’s Hannah. Hannah Baker.”

Monday morning..

Zach texted me about a million times this whole weekend. I didn’t bother to open any of the messages. Between him and the tapes I didn’t know how to feel anymore. My perspective changed on everybody and I even questioned myself. How could I be one of the reasons why Hannah killed herself? How could Zach be one of the reasons she killed herself?

I went to my locker to get my English book when I felt a large figure next to me.

“I don’t think you understand how sorry I am about everything, you’re the one person that made me feel better in life after everything that’s happened, and it kills me inside knowing that I messed up what we had. It kills me knowing that you don’t love me anymore.” Zach stated. I looked up at him and he looked horrible. There were dark circles under his eyes and his hair was all messy and untamed. His lips were dry and his face was pale. He really let go of himself.

“When I said I never loved you.. I lied. And ever since Saturday I’ve constantly told myself to forget about you just like you forgot about me that night. And then I heard your tape. And I really realized how pathetic you are. And I keep trying to convince myself to remove you from my life. But no matter what I do, I can’t stop myself from loving you. And that’s the part that kills me.” I shut my locker and walked away, leaving Zach standing there defeated and sobbing.

A/N: I’m not even gonna lie I cried while writing this. I really liked writing this. It was a challenge for me because i’m not used to writing things without a happy ending. But anyways I hope you guys enjoyed this! My requests are currently closed i’m really sorry but I have a lot of imagines to write and I don’t want to keep people waiting. I have a couple more imagines coming out this weekend so I hope this makes up for the little dry period I had. I love you guys! Thanks so much for reading. :)  ps. (the gif isn’t mine)

3 Idiots And A Baby

Godfather Tony x Child Reader
Steve Rogers x Child Reader
Clint Barton x Child Reader
Extremely Background Bruce x Reader

Bruce and his wife finally go out for a well deserved date, leaving Tony, Steve and Clint to care for their baby.

I’m not gonna lie guys, I just rewatched Ice Age and I wanted to recreate the scene.

“Make it stop! I can’t take this anymore!” Tony cried out as the small baby in Steve’s arms wailed.

Steve was gently trying to rock the young boy back and fourth in an attempt to sooth him while Clint stood back at what he considered a safe distance from the child.

“This is you’re fault Tony, you’re the one who volunteered us to take care of him, so stop complaining!” Steve said sharply but also at a hushed tone.

Tony groaned and bent down to level his face with the child’s. “I will pay you 100 dollars to stop crying.” He waved a crisp 100 dollar bill in the baby’s face.

“Tony! You can’t bribe a baby!” Clint frowned as he snatched the bill off Tony. “Not with money anyway.” He muttered and tucked the 100 dollar note into his own pocket.

“Uhh guys, we have a situation.” Steve piped up  causing the two to pause their argument and turn their attention to him. The baby was beginning to flash, patches of his skin altering from pink to green.

They all gazed at eachother nervously.

“Okay okay okay, I have an idea! It’s okay Uncle Tony the worlds most handsome godfather is on the case!” Tony announced proudly and with a snap of his fingers his helmet flew onto his head. He plucked the small boy out of Steve’s arms and held him up.

“Wheeere’s the baby?” Tony attempted to coo, helmet down and eyes glowing at the boy.

“There he is!” The helmet popped open to reveal Tony’s face. Clint and Steve exchanged glances as the baby had in fact temporarily stopped crying and stared at Tony.

The helmet went back down. “Wheeeere’s the baby?”

It popped back up. “There he is!”

Tony made a face when the child wailed even louder then before, making the signal for his helmet to fly away. “Not the reaction I anticipated…”

“You’re scaring him!” Clint exclaimed as he slapped the upside of Tony’s head.

The three men froze when they heard a small giggle.

“Hey do that a again! He likes it!” Steve announced quickly as Clint slapped Tony again causing the baby to erupt in more giggles.

“It’s making me feel better too!” Clint smirked.

Tony cringed and moved away from Clint’s assault, shoving the baby in front of Steve.

“Here you hold him.”

Just as the baby begin to whine again Steve quickly whacked Tony, halting the cry and bringing fourth more giggles.

Tiny pudgy hands reached forward and feebly slapped at Tony’s cheek so he gently grabbed the baby’s hand and held it.

“Not funny guys, and you!” He directed his attention to the baby. “You keep that up and SOMEONE won’t be getting a car for his 18th birthday.”

Steve carefully took the baby from Tony’s arms again, rocking him slightly back and fourth.

“When does Bruce get back?” Steve dared to ask.

“Another 3 hours…” Tony groaned, placing his forehead in his palm, ignoring the glares he was receiving.