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[13rwzach]

Just getting something off my chest

I have this huge new-found fascination with Steve-O and I don’t know why.

Thanks

[joeycupcakerichter]

New Smut Prompt List

This was originally posted by @jiminniethemarshmallow but I needed to make some changes to it (namely, removing stuff because I don’t write about pregnancy and stuff because... yeah, no).

Send me one from each category (or two from the dialogue choices).

Dialogue

1. “I missed you so much.”

2. “Like what you see?”

3. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

4. “You’re so perfect. And I’m so fucking lucky.”

5. “Try to stay quiet, understand?”

6. “We’re in public, you know.”

7. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

8. “Don’t be so rough. There can’t be any marks.”

9. “Don’t smile at me like that. You know it drives me crazy.”

10. “I like it when you say my name like that.”

11. “I heard shower sex is dangerous, but right now, I’m willing to take the risk.”

12. “I really don’t care. You still look hot and I’m trying not to kiss you senseless right now.”

13. “You’re so much fun to touch.”

14. “Can I at least take my shoes off before you pounce on me?”

15. “Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.”

16. “No, I’m supposed to be making you feel good.”

17. “Oh my God, do that again.”

18. “You can be wearing a trash bag, and I’d still want you.”

19. “I thought maybe we can do a little more than just kissing.”

20. “I’m going to be late because you can’t keep it in your pants.”

21. “I’ll keep you warm.”

22. “Does your ass even fit in those jeans?”

23. “I’m hot” “Yes you are ;)”

24. “This is ridiculous!”

25. “We could get caught!”

26. “I have a surprise for you.”

27. “…Or we could just get naked.”

28. “I’m still sore from last night.”

29. “Will you marry me?”

30. “I can’t take this anymore.”

31. “No panties, baby girl?”

32. “All I can think about is ripping that dress off of you.”

33. “Don’t hide from me, I want to see you.”

34. “You’re mine and no one else can have you.”

35. “Well good morning to you too.”

36. “Um, can I help you? Why are you staring at me?”

37. “Always so fucking tight for me.”

38. “Look at what you did to me. I’ve had to deal with this all day.”

39. “I’ll be gentle, promise.”

40. “Just relax.”

41. “Oh fuck, don’t stop.”

42. “Give me a little show.”

43. “Can we just stay home so I can fuck your brains out?”

44. “You’re a virgin? How?”

45. “Lay back and let me take care of you.”

Setting

46. Car

47. Closet

48. Gym

49. Bathroom

50. Park

51. Office

52. Hotel

53. Bedroom

54. Restaurant

55. Library

56. Pool

57. Classroom

58. Amusement Park

59. Dance Studio

60. Club

61. Frat house

62. Forest/ woods

63. Storage room

64. Backstage

65. Rooftop

66. Theatre

67. Changing room

Situation

68. Kissing

69. Making out

70. Eating out

71. Just eating

72. Cuddling

73. Holding hands

74. Telling each other I love you

75. Blowjob

76. Teasing

77. Flirting

78. Dancing

79. Skipping class

80. First kiss

81. First time

82. Drinking

83. Sleeping together

84. Getting caught

85. Sneaking out

86. First Date

87. Blushing

88. Picnicking

89. Spanking

90. Showering together

91. Playing video games

92. Cooking

93. Just sex ;)

94. Buying couple items

95. Confessing

96. Dating

97. Waking up

98. Surprise!

99. Angry sex

100. Make up sex

101. Dirty talk

102. Overstimulation

103. Caught masturbating (specify who)

104. Shy

105. Trapped in snow storm

106. Lingerie

[yuindigo]

posting these gifs because the lack of cyrus content is hurting me

[13rwzach]

13rw scenarios

New “13 Reasons Why” scenario blog here. I’ll gladly take requests and will most likely accept anything unless I’m uncomfortable with it.

Things I’ll most likely be uncomfortable with:

Rape scenes

Suicide scenes

Physical abuse scenes (hitting, scratching, punching, anything involving graphic violence basically)

Will I talk about those subjects in my imagines, scenarios, etc…? Yes. Will I include graphic detailed scenarios of those things happening? No. Why? Because this is not a place to romanticize those things. Can you talk to me about those things? Yes, of course; you can shoot me an ask or message to talk about anything, any time.

I’m happy to be apart of the fandom, and I hope I get some requests from you soon!

[13rwzach]

Hey fellow Zach tumblr! I just wanted to say hi! Welcome to the fandom! ☺️☺️☺️

Hi! Thank you! I’ve actually been here for awhile but just wasn’t active lol. I wasn’t the biggest fan of the second season, so I kind of gave up, but then I saw Ross Butler on the screen and I almost shed tears over his beauty so I thought I should start this up again! Haha. Thank you for coming by and saying hi! Request anything you want!

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[13rwzach]

I’m confused

[aintgonnatellyouwhy]

Ross Butler

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Zach Dempsey - Nosy

A/N: So I tried to write Fluff…. why did I try to write fluff? XD I mean, I’m not saying it’s bad but I thrive in angst so this is painfully short and I’m sorry. This was supposed to be like… Justin and Zach fighting over you in a fluffy way, but it turned in Zach realizes someone else is into you and makes his move.

Pairing: Zach x Reader

Warnings: Just some bad fluff folks, I’m sorry. XD

Prompt: There was a post that inspired this but it kinda puttered out my b

Word Count: 1168 (😭)

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Your phone buzzing surprised you, and you couldn’t help but groan as you stretched to grab it off the floor where it fell an hour or two ago. You were surprised to find a lengthy text from Justin Foley but your cheeks still twitched into a smile as you read it.

“Hey (Y/N), are you busy on Friday? I was thinking we could hang out. It’s been awhile since we’ve had any one on one time.”

You smirk at your phone, knowing exactly why the two of you haven’t had any alone time, mainly because you’ve been spending most of your time with the boy sitting at the end of your bed. Zach Dempsey.

“Who’s that?” he asks teasingly, playfully peeking around at your phone as you tuck it into your chest.

“None of your business Mr. Dempsey,” you chastise him, locking the screen and sliding your phone under your leg. “Now let’s see that essay, I’ll proofread yours if you’ll look over mine.”

“Seriously, (Y/N),” Zach remarked, a flat expression matting his features, unamused.

“Yes, Zachary, seriously. A fresh set of eyes helps with pacing and light proofreading,” you assure him, holding your hand out expectantly for his laptop.

“Doesn’t Google Docs do most of the proof reading that you need?” he whined, handing over his laptop as you pass him yours.

“It does, but I have a bad habit of leaving words out and for some reason Google doesn’t pick that up- Look Zach, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” you sigh, pulling your phone out again to check the time.

“N-No, I do want to. I’ll tell you what,” he grinned, sliding over closer to you excitedly.

“Tell me what?” you ask, eyeing him at this new, closer proximity and trying to keep your breathing steady.

“You tell me who texted you, and I’ll read this paper over with the utmost precision,” he offers, his voice low and sultry. An infectious grin spreads over his face, one you only escape by casting your eyes to the ceiling.

“Why do you want to know so badly?” you groan, begrudgingly pulling your phone out again.

“Because I have a feeling I already know who it is,” Zach tells you flatly.

“Oh, and who’s that?”

“I’m pretty sure Foley wants to spend time with you. He’s trying to get you away from me for a change?”

“Wh-What? H-How- How did you know?” you sputter, checking your phone to find another message from Justin.

“I guess you’re hanging with Dempsey right now. Just so you know, he’s a good guy and all but I mean, a face that handsome? How’s a guy supposed to compete?”

Your face flushes at the message and a nervous giggle slips out despite your attempts at restraint. 

“What’d he say this time?” Zach asks, a note of frustration slipping into his voice.

“He, uh, he guessed I was with you right now and says you’ve got a very handsome face, one he finds hard to compete with,” you admit, your cheeks flushing at the admission. It’s not like Justin was wrong, just saying it outloud to Zach was almost more than you could take.

“Wh-What, no I don’t. I’m like, a five on a good day.” Any other guy making a claim like that would have been fishing for compliments but you knew Zach struggled with his self-image, even if you couldn’t understand why.

“Oh, come on Dempsey, I’d give you a solid 9.5 on a day where you woke up in a dumpster,” you tell him, mirroring the same flat look he’d given you earlier.

“D-Did you wanna cut this short and go hang out with Foley? I don’t mind,” he asks, trying to hide his disappointment. 

“You’d like that wouldn’t you,” you smirk, “You just don’t want to read my paper.”

“You caught me.” Zach grinned, stretching out on your bed. Your breath hitches at the sight, and you have to physically tear your eyes away from where his shirt was inching away from his shorts.

“Besides, Justin wants to hang out on Friday anyway, I have time for both of you,” you tease as your eyes trail back to his waistline. Shaking your head again, you open the lid to his laptop, biting your lip to resist the urge to look just once more.

“Friday, huh? Justy’s trying to take you out,” Zach grinned, sitting up to face you. “Do you like Justin? I mean, I’ll give you space if you’d rather spend time with him.”

You stare at Zach a moment, trying to process what he was suggesting, “Look Zach, if you have better things to do-”

“N-No, (Y/N), I didn’t mean it like that. I was just trying to give you an out if you needed it. I didn’t want you to feel obligated to me just because I, well, ya know, I like you.”

“Jesus Christ, Zach,” you breathe, all the air seemingly sucked from your chest at his admission. You shut the laptop quickly, sliding it back over to him as you bit your lip again, trying to bring yourself to meet his eyes.

“Sorry, (Y/N). Tell you what, I’ll just go and we can pretend I never said that,” he blushes, grabbing his laptop and shoving it back in his bag.

“N-No, Zach, I didn’t mean that,” you assure him quickly, climbing over the bed to him. You plop yourself at the edge of your bed, looking up at him earnestly, “I-I like you too, Zach.”

“Oh, jeez. That’s a relief.” He lets out a sigh of relief, sitting back down on the bed next to you. “Are you sure you don’t want to give Justin a chance?” he asks nervously, seeming to be strangled by the words he doesn’t want to ask.

“Zach, I’m sure,” you assure him, clasping your hand over his. His eyes meet yours, a strange look passing over them as he looks you over. 

“This might sound cheesy, but you look so beautiful tonight, (Y/N),” he murmurs softly, running his thumb over yours.

“It is cheesy,” you grin giddly, “but I love cheese, both the edible kind and the sappy, overdone kind.”

“Speaking of cheese, I’m starving,” Zach declares, trying to break himself of the embarrassment coating his cheeks.

“You wanna go to Rosie’s?”

“Their cheese fries are so good.”

“To Rosie’s it is then, but I’m still going to make you read over this damn essay. A deal is a deal.”

“Alright, alright,” he says, waving you off with a grin.

As he loads his bookbag up, you pull out your phone, unable to wipe the smirk off your face as you finally send a reply to Justin, letting him down as gently as possible. As the two of you head out to Zach’s car, the phone buzzes again.

“I never stood a chance did I? (; It’s okay, you guys are great together. I’ll see the both of you on Friday.”

~Taglist~ @last-breath-199, @mysticsthinking, @aastriiid, @miapollard-x, @beansparker, @makaykay001, @bombshelljones, @peanut-98, @leighxlover

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Cyrus - Jacket

A/N: I was so confident with where I wanted to go with this, until I got to the end and I lost steam. Still. I like where I was going with this so I just have to hope you do too. Fluffy sarcasm imbound. ♥

Request: Yes, by @thesupernova411

Pairing: Cyrus x Reader

Warnings: None, other than a severe lack of Zach what did I do. 😂😂😂

Word Count: 1210

Prompt: I loves the Cyrus smut omg. If it’s okay could I get some fluff with Cyrus where the reader is hanging out with him and his friends or sister and she’s cold so he gives the reader his jacket and just all the fluff. Please and thank you. Nova <3

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The music was loud, the people were rude and the drinks sucked. There was no place else you’d want to be. A punk show with Cyrus. The whole night, he couldn’t take his eyes off you and you didn’t want to flatter yourself, but you’d never seen him so happy. Even when music stopped and your ears were ringing, you couldn’t stop smiling. He took your hand and led you outside and the chilly air was like an adrenaline rush in its own. You howled into the night to expel some of the energy you had built up.

“That was so fucking awesome!” You exclaim. Mack smiles at you and Eric nods his head in agreement. “I’ve never been to a punk show before.” Cyrus puts his arm around your waist the the four of you head down the street. You check your phone to find a text from your mom telling you to have fun and another from your best friend demanding details asap. You smile and tuck your phone away as you round the corner. “So what are we doing now?” You ask Cyrus. “I’m way too hyped to go to bed right now.”

“Well, Eric and I are heading back to his place.” Mack tells you with a wink. Eric’s cheeks flush a little, avoiding direct eye contact with his best friend.

“Look man, I know you’re taking my little sister to bang her.” Cyrus tells Eric flatly. “Just don’t hurt her and you have nothing to worry about.” Eric tried to laugh, but it was a little higher of a pitch so Mack waved to the two of you before departing down a dark street. “So what did you want to get into?” Cyrus said as the two of you continued walking down the empty main street.

“I just want to spend more time with you. The show was a lot of fun, but it didn’t exactly allow for much in the ways of intimacy.” You tell him. The two of you come to a crosswalk and stop to let the measly amount of traffic go by.

“Well…” He started, rubbing his chin in contemplation. “We could go to the park.” He suggested.

“Ooh, that’s a great idea.” You walk hand in hand down the dark streets until you finally reach Eisenhower Park. You release Cyrus’ hand as you run to the swings and hop on one. He looks at you, smile playing at his cheeks, almost like he couldn’t believe how cute you were. As you propel the swing back and forth, the wind whips around you, chilling you to the core. You slow the swing down as Cyrus moves to stand in front front of you. When the swing has lost most of its momentum, he grabs the chains and stands in front of you smiling down at you. He slowly moves to kiss you, deep and passionately. As the two of you break apart, you shiver and concern comes over his face.

“You okay?” He asks. “I didn’t know I had that much kissing prowess.” You gently kick him, while giggling.

“Well, there’s that, and it’s actually really cold tonight.” You tell him, rubbing your arms.

“Well damn, (Y/N) I can’t control the weather!” He quotes, causing you to giggle. He pulls off his jacket and places it on your shoulders.

“Well what an honor I have received to be given the mighty punk leathers.” You tell him as you put your arms through the sleeves.

“Yeah, you’re not keeping it.” He says seriously, before cracking a smile.

“Oh do you not know the code? I mean, I would’ve thought one of your previous girlfriends would have told you.” You say as you slowly stand up from the swing and move from around it. “Once the jacket has been given to the girlfriend, it is a tithe for a happy harvest and a loving relationship.”

He raises his eyebrows at you. “Oh really? And just who deemed that scripture?” He asked.

“It’s been this way since the times of Olde.” You try to say seriously, but giggles are seeping through.

“Well, if you’re not going to give it back, I guess I’ll just have to take it.” He says darkly, a twinkle in his eye. Shivers trickle down your spine as he prowls around you.

“Once the jacket has been passed, you can’t get it back.” You cough, trying to get your serious tone back.

“We’ll have to see about that.” He says, before lunging at you. You’re quicker yet, and he proceeds to chase you around the small playground. You move to get behind the huge slide, and when he moves to go around one side, you move to the other. “Come on (Y/N), don’t play hard to get.” He taunts.

“The jacket belongs to me, so sayeth the days of olde!” You retort, opting to climb up the slide itself. When you get to the top, you turn around to sit and face him, a smug smile crossing your features. Seeing its a fruitless effort, he puts his hands up in defeat.

“Okay, you win. I suppose it does look better on you than it does on me.” He concedes, causing your heart to leap. “Now come down here so I can kiss you.” You raise your eyebrow.

“That sounds like the biggest trap I’ve ever heard.” You tell him, eyeing him warily.

“I swear on my sister, no funny business.” He says, holding up his pinky. “Pinky promise.”

You slide down to meet him and he leans over the slide to kiss you. His hands move all over you as he kneels on the slide next to you to deepen the kiss. His hands move from your face down to the small of your back to pull you closer into the kiss.

-

Over the next couple days, you wear the jacket with pride around school while his friends give him hell for falling for the old “I’m cold” trick. He just shrugs as he looks at you, pride for you covering his features. He walks you home from school and just keeps chuckling to himself as you poke and prod, trying to get him to divulge whatever joke he’s been keeping to himself. He plays it to close to the chest and when you refuse to kiss him goodbye, he just shrugs, telling you to suit yourself. You watch him walk away, feeling confused and if you’re honest, a little hurt. You go into your room to find a small package on your bed. Your mom tells you Cyrus’ dad dropped it off this afternoon. You quickly open the box to find a leather jacket and a short letter.

Well, if you won’t give me mine back, I figured I should just make you one of your own. I hope you like it. I love you (Y/N).

You beam at the note before going back outside to call Cyrus. To your surprise he’s already waiting outside, his hands tucked behind back, smiling smugly at him.

“You’re ridiculous.” You shout at him, happy tears brimming in your eyes.

“Maybe so, but thing is, it’s pretty chilly out.” He shrugs. “But damn if you didn’t look good wearing mine.”

[joeycupcakerichter]

Zach Dempsey - Cheat

A/N: Well, now that I’ve ripped my own heart out. 😭 I tried to keep the ending open to interpretation so to speak because I wouldn’t want to leave him either, but at the same time, the amount of sex Hannah and Zach had over the summer would ruin it for me. So I didn’t give a definite answer.

Request: Yes, by @babyybesson

Pairing: Zach x Reader

Warnings: Angsty angst. Oh and full disclosure, I did pull the courtroom dialogue straight from the show for the most part, just edited it where it needed to be.

Prompt:  Can I have an imagine where the reader is dating Zach and finds out he cheated (multiple times) when he testifies in court and he tries to get her to forgive him and you can choose if she does or doesn’t?

Word Count: 2013

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Cheat p2, Cheat p3

(Not my gif, but I couldn’t find a source so if this is yours let me know so I can credit you.)

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“You love me, right?” Your boyfriend asks you as the two of you lay in his bed. He’s laying on your lap while you run your fingers through his hair. You were watching a documentary about sharks and you were mildly disturbed that he wasn’t paying much attention.

“Of course I do, baby. Why wouldn’t I?” You reply, twirling a his hair around your finger.

“Oh no, I know. I just love you so much.” He says, looking at his hands, picking at a hangnail. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, honestly.” He says, his voice melancholy.

“Does this have to do with court tomorrow?” You ask him tenderly. “You didn’t really know Hannah that well. You took a couple notes, big deal.” You assure him. “People aren’t really going to see that as a big deal. Hannah overreacted.” Zach was silent. “Maybe if she would’ve talked to you about it a little more rather than just assuming.” You’d heard the tapes. You’d caught him listening to him one night when you surprised him with a visit. You held him as he worked through his guilt, carrying way more than you thought necessary. He showed you the note she thought Zach had thrown away. He told you he didn’t know how to react to it, he froze. It was the first time you’d seen him cry before and it broke your heart.

“I just want to help Hannah.” He murmurs gazing off into space. He moves to lay next to you, holding his arms out to hold you. He pulls you in close, covering the two of you with his thick blanket. He holds you as though it’s the last time he’d ever get to, kissing your head periodically. “I love you so much (Y/N).” He whispers in your ear. “Thank you for always being there for me.” You were revelling in his love, arching your neck to kiss him, which got hot and heavy quickly. He kissed you all over, your chest, your neck, your tummy. There wasn’t a single part of you he could get enough of. When you were done, he cleans you up before you get out of his bed, looking at the time on your phone. 1:12 am.

“I guess I should be going.” You say sadly, pulling your jeans back on.

“Would you stay with me tonight?” He asks, his voice husky. You raise your eyebrow at him

“Are you sure that’s a good idea? Won’t your mom be mad?” You ask him, sitting down on his bed.

“I really don’t care.” He says honestly. “I just want to spend time with you. If you leave, I’ll never get to sleep.” You nod, pulling your jeans back off and tossing them on the chair. You crawl back into his bed, thrilled to be back in his warm embrace. He wraps his arms around you, making you feel so safe as you both drift off to sleep.

-

The next morning comes all too fast. Zach wakes you up silently, putting his finger to his mouth. You dress quickly, before climbing out his window and avoiding the windows to run home and change. Your parents are still out of town so you let yourself in and get dressed in your court attire. You make your way back to Zach’s, his mother eyeing you cautiously before smiling and saying good morning. You and Zach get in his car, his mother following in her’s. Zach looks nervous as all hell, holding your hand as he drove. When you arrive at the courthouse, he opens your door for you, giving you an opportunity to give him a kiss.

“Baby, everything is going to be okay.” You assure him. He snorts and pulls you into a hug. His mom calls for him and he takes your hand as you walk into the court house. Lawyers pull him off into a sideroom, but he mouths he loves you. You smile at him, blowing him a small kiss before you and his mother take your seats in the main court hall.

“Thank you for letting me come Mrs. Dempsey.” You say shyly while you wait for the proceedings to start.

“Of course (Y/N). I know you make my Zach very happy.” She says serenely. “How long have you been together now?”

“Since sophomore year. It’ll be a year in a couple weeks.” You say, excitement leaking into your voice. His mom smiles at you.

“Well we’ll have to bring you around for dinner than won’t we?” She says, a small smile playing at her cheeks.

“Order!” The bailiff calls and the proceedings commence.

The Baker’s Lawyer asks Zach about the bullying culture at Liberty but it’s when the schools lawyer approaches him that he starts to look really nervous. The lawyer starts to ask him about the summer before junior year. The summer you were at your grandparents in Washington. Signal had been non-existent so you only really got to talk to him sporadically. When his Dad died, your parents let you drive down to attend the funeral with him, but you had to go back the same night. It broke your heart to do it, but you didn’t have a choice. You both cried when you left but you assured him you’d be home as soon as you could be.

“Mr. Dempsey, isn’t it true you reached out to Hannah the summer after the note?”

“Yes.”

“And isn’t it true you saw her more than once that summer?” The lawyer asked coolly.

“Yes, my girlfriend was out of town that summer, it was slow.” He says, voice strained. He seemed to be focusing directly on the lawyer, trying not to let his gaze fall on you.

“And what did you do that summer with Hannah?” The lawyer asks.

“I saw a lot of movies. I was out of my mind after my dad died, and I needed someone to talk to.”

“But didn’t you send hundreds of texts back and forth that summer?” She asked. His eyes flicked to you, for only a second just to see your confused expression.

“I mean, we texted. I don’t know how many times.” He paused a moment, before continuing. “We just… we had things in common to talk about, and things we didn’t have to talk about, things we just knew about each other.” He mumbles, looking down at his hands. Your heart is thudding in your chest. He’d never told you about spending any time with Hannah, let alone that he’d gotten close to her. You wanted to leave that courtroom, to stop hearing what else he did with Hannah that summer. You were frozen to your seat, silent tears welling in your eyes as your boyfriend kept talking.

“That must’ve been exhausting, keeping that a secret.” The lawyer said coldly.

“Yeah, I guess I, uh I just wanted to keep the friendship ours.” Zach explains.

“And in all that time you spent together, all those texts, you and Hannah never became more than friends? You never told your fellow teammates about her, as you’ve said they do? - Bragged a bit?” You couldn’t help but glare at the back of the woman’s head, what exactly was she trying to say.

“No. I would never do that.” Zach said, anger leaking in his tone.

“Because there was nothing to brag about or because you’re not one to do so?” The lawyer asks slyly.

“Because it wasn’t like that.” Your stomach drops. You exchange glances with his mother, but she just shakes her head, watching her son intently.

“What was it like then? Mr. Dempsey, did something happen between you and Hannah Baker the summer before she took her life?”

Zach struggled for a moment, looking at his mom, to you. He looks devastated, causing tears to spill down your cheeks. He sniffled slightly, wiping his eyes before continuing.

“Yes.” He mumbled.

“What?” The lawyer asked.

“Yes, we… we had sex.” Your heart felt broken, and your body felt numb.

“Just once?”

“No, it was all summer.” You let out a sob as you stand up and move out of the courtroom, breaking down in the hallway after the door closes. You hear the judge banging his gavel and calling for order in the court. You push through the front door, walking out into the world which felt so different now. How could he do it? You trusted him. Suddenly his actions from the previous night start to make sense. He knew you’d find out. You start wondering down the street, taking random turns, not knowing where to go, just wanting to stay out of sight. A half hour after you left, your phone starts blowing up. You turned off your device after seeing Zach’s name on your phone. You never wanted to talk to him again. You find yourself at the Eisenhower park, happy to find it completely empty. You climb up to the slide and sits down, pulling your knees up to your chest. You can’t contain yourself anymore, and you cry. You don’t bother trying to stay quiet because you were certain no one would be looking for you here.

You cry until you have no tears left to give. Your heart feels empty and barren. A familiar engine purr alerts you to the fact that you weren’t alone anymore, and you know exactly who it was.

“(Y/N), I know you’re here.” Zach says weakly. “Please, just talk to me.” You say nothing. You had nothing to say to him anymore. “Please, (Y/N). Let me explain.”

“Explain what? Why you lied to me?” You snap, your voice raspy.

“I didn’t know how to tell you, I needed you that summer.” He cries.

“So it’s my fault?” You hiss at him, standing up to look down at him. His eyes were bloodshot, his suit disheveled. Your heart betrays you, wanting to go down and find comfort in his arms. “You cheated on me because I couldn’t be there for you? Even though I wanted nothing more than to be there with you?”

“I was going to tell you.” Zach says defeated. “I wish it’d never happened. I wish I could take it all back.”

“You can’t.” You say darkly. “You never truly cared about me, did you?”

“(Y/N), I love you so much.” Zach begged. “I know I messed up but I can’t live without you. I know I’ve hurt you, but I want to fix it.”

“You’re going to have to learn how.” You say heartlessly. You slide down the slide and start walking out of the park.

“(Y/N).” Zach calls from behind you. “(Y/N), please.”

“Goodbye Zach.” You say coldly, heading home. You hear him collapse to his knees and start crying. You fight the urge to turn around, to scoop him up and hold him again. You think of the good times that you shared, and your own tears start to fall. You turn around to look at the broken man in front of you, and your feet take you to his side. When you rest your hand on his back, he wraps his arms around you, clinging to you.

“I’m so sorry, (Y/N).” He mutters in your ear, sniffling. “I’m so sorry and I will do anything to make it up to you, anything.”

“I don’t know Zach.” You tell him, causing him to hold you tighter to him. “I don’t know if I can trust you.”

“I know.” He cries softly. “I’ll do anything for you (Y/N). You don’t have to forgive me now.

“Just tell me one thing.” You say, calmly. He releases you slightly, looking into your eyes. “Did you love her?”

“I cared for Hannah, but the only person I’ve ever truly loved is you.” He assures you.

“I don’t want to lose you.” You murmur, moving your gaze to his hands, wrapping yours around them. “I just don’t know if I can forgive you.”

“Whatever it takes, I’ll do it. I love you (Y/N).”

[nevitropolis]

I just want everyone to know… week 2 is not better than week 1

Of school. Save me.

[nevitropolis]

Did life see me having a good day and was like… “nah fuck this bitch”? Because why else would this happen?

[13rwzach]

Hey to all of my followers. I just wanted to let y'all know that I have a Harry Potter blog now @nevitropolis if you want to follow that. I'm more active there. I'll probably be more active when the new season comes out as well. I just haven't had motivation lol.

[jefferyatkns]

The way Brandon Larracuente is yelling for Brandon Flynn to look at the camera I’m dying. BRANDOOONNNN!!

[karatam]

The Manchester benefit concert is being streamed live right now.

[hope-lives-in-the-galaxy]

Oh my god.. :( @sentinelai

[13rwzach]

So here she is! Her name is Zoey! She’s all gray, and she’s so sweet and playful. She just had surgery so it’s difficult keeping an eye on her because she’s so active lol. For @hxnnxh-bxkxr because she wanted to see!

[nothxnnxhbxkxrlol-blog]

SH ES SO CUT E PH MU GFOFS

[13rwzach]

Thanks so much! I love her a bunch already! If anyone wants to know the story about how/why I got her, let me know by sending an ask or something haha ❤

[13rwzach]

So here she is! Her name is Zoey! She's all gray, and she's so sweet and playful. She just had surgery so it's difficult keeping an eye on her because she's so active lol. For @hxnnxh-bxkxr because she wanted to see!