#Zacky Vengeance Imagine

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Imagine Jimmy falling asleep on your shoulder

[batcvntry]

zacky vengeance x johnny christ [sober thoughts]

rating| General

word count| 748

warnings| Alcohol, Drunkenness, First Kiss Together, Fluff

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Zacky can feel the alcohol running through his veins, the slight pounding in his head, the heaviness of his eyes. And yet he has never felt more alive. His eyes drift around the bar, looking for anyone that peeks his interest. Surprisingly his eyes keep falling on the bassist of the band. Well maybe it wasn’t too surprising, Zacky has been keeping his small crush on Johnny a secret for weeks, if not months at this point.

His legs move on their own and before he knows it, he’s standing in front of Johnny. The bassist raises his eyebrows at Zacky but the older man can’t bring himself to say anything. Instead he just plops himself down on Johnny’s lap. As if on instinct Johnny grabs his hips and pulls him closer, Zacky blushes lightly as he giggles. He rests his elbows on Johnny’s shoulders, gently playing with his friend’s short hair.

“What’s gotten into you Zee?” Johnny chuckles. Sure Zacky was known to be a touchy drunk but he usually bothering Brian, not that Johnny was complaining that Zacky is here…. On his lap. Zacky giggles again,

“You know, you’re pretty cute.” Now it was Johnny’s turn to blush. Zacky’s eyes flick down to his lips before returning to his eyes. Johnny clears his throat, trying not to look Zacky in the eyes.

“You’re drunk Zee.”

“Soooo… you know what they say, drunk words are sober thoughts.” He smiles at his friend and Johnny can’t help but melt a little. Zacky scoots a little closer, eyes studying Johnny’s face. He has always thought the bassist is one of the prettiest men that he has ever set eyes on but seeing Johnny like this… It is like seeing an angel in Zacky’s opinion. Johnny tightens his hands around Zacky’s hips, smiling softly as he looks at the older man.

Zacky gently plays with the hair at the nape of Johnny’s neck, making the younger man shudder softly. His lips spread into a smile at Johnny’s reaction. Johnny can’t help but smile with Zacky, the older man’s smile has always been contagious. He leans into Zacky’s touch, whining softly as Zacky playfully tugs on his hair. Zacky’s smile only grows at Johnny’s reaction. But before he can even attempt to do it again, Matt comes up behind him.

Zacky immediately hides his face in Johnny’s neck. Suddenly feeling very shy about the fact that he is on Johnny’s lap. He doesn’t pay any attention to what Johnny and Matt are talking about, he can’t. Not when Johnny smells so good and he’s oh so warm and his arms around Zacky’s waist. The older man can’t take it anymore, it feels as though his heart is about to burst out of his chest.

He starts pressing soft, barely noticeable kisses on Johnny’s neck. It only takes a few minutes for him to gain more confidence and he starts kissing up Johnny’s neck. Johnny freezes under him, tightening his arms around Zacky. Matt doesn’t notice, still going on about whatever it is that he’s talking to Johnny about. Johnny nods, not fully paying attention to the singer anymore.

Finally Zacky pulls away from his neck and gently cups his cheeks before softly kissing Johnny. As fucking cliche as it sounds, fireworks go off in his stomach. Johnny’s lips feel like everything he imagined and more. Johnny happily kisses back, melting against Zacky. His hands fly up to cup Zacky’s jaw, bringing him even closer. Matt looks down and sees what is happening, he chuckles before leaving the two men in peace. Zacky pulls away first, a smile on his lips.

“Wow Vengeance, didn’t know you had that in you.” Zacky blushes lightly, whining oh so softly. He gnaws in his lip as he looks at Johnny, the bassist rubs his hips comfortingly and he manages to squeak out.

“You didn’t push me away.”

“Now why would i do that?” Johnny questions and Zacky shrugs.

“I dunno… I just thought you would.”

“Not with you, sweetheart.” Johnny gently rubs Zacky’s jaw with his thumb, the older man leans into his touch. Zacky’s cheeks are on fire due to the nickname that Johnny had called him. Johnny leans up and pecks Zacky’s lips, “You’re pretty cute when you blush.”

Zacky squeaks and hides his face in Johnny’s neck again. The younger man can’t help but laugh at his reaction. Zacky Vengeance, the notorious playboy was hiding his face cause he got called cute.

[luvsjimmyreed]

There are two major types of aggression: aggrieved-based aggression and contempt-based aggression. Aggrieved-based aggression is based on feeling as if someone did you or others wrong. Contempt-based aggression is based on feeling as if someone is inferior to you. Now, many of you have written in stating that you have a relatively easy time understanding aggrieved-based aggression - but have difficulty in comprehending contempt-based aggression. And you know what? I feel the same way! I never was able to comprehend the mindset of feeling as if someone is beneath you. Granted, part of it might be because I'm a black person who grew up in the Jim Crow South. Remember that I'm a lot older than I look. However, I was also one to take it one step further - and note instances of contempt not based on race. So, ultimately, it never made sense to me to think badly of another person if... you don't think they individually did something to hurt other people. Words that are commonly associated with aggrieved-based aggression are 'vengeance'... Hi, Zacky... *waves* and 'retribution'. Now, there might be times when we feel that one's acts of aggrieved-based aggression are disproportionate or counter-intuitive. But even when we disagree with one's acts of aggrieved-based aggression, we still... to some extent... understand their thought process behind it. Now, words commonly associated with contempt-based aggression are 'snobbery' and 'elitism'. In this case, there is no amount of apologizing or begging for forgiveness to ward off acts of contempt-based aggression aimed at you - because they don't expect you to apologize for anything, and they don't think you did anything that needs forgiving. Their aggression towards you isn't based on feeling affronted by something you do. Instead, their aggression is motivated purely by a sense of superiority and a desire to laugh at other people. In fact, they don't *want* their laughingstock targets to change anything about themselves. They're actually *happy* with their laughingstock targets for being the way they are, so that they have people they can laugh at and feel superior to. It is for this reason, in fact, that I have difficulty comprehending the idea of contempt-based aggression. The moral foundations theory may help a lot to explain the personality types of those who are motivated towards the two types of aggression. Those of us who value strictly the care/fairness foundations are motivated more towards aggrieved-based aggression, even if sometimes the tactics are counterproductive or harmful to the concept of social harmony. Conversely, those who place more value on the authority/purity foundations tend to be motivated more towards contempt-based aggression. For example, in recent years, some political figures have aggressively mocked and derided refugees and immigrants... not because of any specific harms they've caused... but out of a perceived sense of cultural or national superiority. Their rhetoric seems aimed not at any wrongdoing, but at laughing off others' basic humanity. Referring to developing nations with contemptuous names... severely limiting lawful immigration from those areas... separating families at the border without necessity.... those tactics appear to be motivated less by security concerns, and more by a self-aggrandizing impulse to declare some people as irredeemably 'other'. Now, reasonable people certainly can debate immigration policy - but contempt for whole groups of humans should give us pause. It helps illustrate how this form of aggression stems, not from real or imagined transgressions, but from assigning artificial hierarchies between 'us' and 'them'.

Jimmy Reed, On Aggrieved-based Aggression versus Contempt-based Aggression

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[wankersville2]

Imagine, 

Dancing with Zacky at your wedding

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I hope you like it!

~foREVerZacky

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[theanonymousfanfictionwriter]

Will Always Find A Way

 Yay!! Can you do one where I'm dating Zacky, and we get in a fight because of a rumor on the internet that says I slept with Brian, and he kicks me out of the house. A few days later I find out that I'm pregnant with Zacky's baby. We don't see each other for years and I bump into the band. (in a concert, supermarket, whatever you want) and they see my son and they all know right away because they have the same green eyes. He then wants to get back together and, yeah. :) Thanks!! loveloveloveyou 

Written by C!!

You were fighting with your boyfriend Zacky again. It had been a pretty rough one, so instead of breaking more of your dishes you had just left.

                “He’s just such a dick when he gets wasted or stressed or both.” You told Brian. Brian and Zacky were band mates and best friends. Brian was like an older brother to you.

                “Tell me something I don’t know y/n.” Brian laughed.

You stuck your tongue out at him and continued to spill your heart about your latest fight with Zacky Vengeance.

                Normally the two of you got along great – but lately you found yourself extremely annoyed by the littlest things, most of which usually involved Zack. He was always ready to fight back too. It was a mess – but you loved him more than anything. So the two of you always made up. It was just stressful.

                  After you were finished crying about Zack Brian paid for your coffee and walked you to your car. He hugged you tightly and kissed your forehead.

                “Don’t worry the two of you are going to be just fine.” He assured you.

                  Talking to Brian always made you feel better, but today your mind was still wandering so you decided to take a scenic drive to clear your head. By the time you made it back to the house you shared with Zacky a photo of Brian’s innocent peck on your forehead was cropped and posted on a popular music gossip website, with a lengthy store about how you were sleeping with him behind Zack’s back.

                When you walked in the door you found your boyfriend packing your bags.

“What the hell are you doing?” You asked him.

                “Kicking you out!” Zack practically screamed at you.

“What the fuck Zachary!?” You yelled back at him.

                “I know about you and Brian!” He growled thrusting his iPad into your hands. As you read the story all you could see was red.

                “Really Zack! You’re going to believe a bullshit story on a bullshit website!” You asked him.

“It makes sense! You’re so damn irritable and you’re always running to Brian when we fight!” Zack said matter-of-factly.

                You just stood there shocked.

“Obviously if you even think for a second that I would even THINK about fucking around behind your back and with Brian off all people then I’m done Zacky because you should know me a lot better than that!” You said finally.

                “What the fuck am I supposed to think?” Zack challenged you.

You kicked the couch in frustration.

                “Just go y/n” he told you.

“I love you, you dumb son of a bitch! But if you tell me to walk out that door I’m not coming back!” You threatened.

                Zack handed you the bag he had packed all of your clothing in without a word. You jerked it out of his hand and walked out the door with tears in your eyes.

                You drove around for hours waiting for Zack to call you or come find you – but he didn’t. Everyone else in the band did – but you didn’t feel like talking to anyone but him.

                You got a hotel room, and then an apartment.

But Zack never called and you had too much pride to call him. Soon the calls from the rest of the band stopped all together too.

                  Almost three months later in the middle of the night you woke up in inexplicable pain you drove yourself to the emergency room where you learned that you were nearly five months pregnant. Which explained your moodiness prior to your split with Zack. You were trying to go into preterm labor but the doctors were able to stop it and assured you that your son was fine. They explained that the stress of your breakup and all could have contributed to your not knowing, also the fact that you were taking birth control that kept you from having a period every month.  Once you were released to the hospital you were torn about calling Zack, you had almost talked yourself into it until you logged onto Facebook and saw that Zack had a new girlfriend.  You realized that he would think you were lying. No one would understand that you just found out, it would probably sound like some sort of giant lie to get Zack back or something.  So you didn't. 

** Three months later you gave birth to your son Brady. He was early but everything turned out fine. He was small – but perfect with unmistakably green eyes. The next three years you spent trying to be the best mother you could to your son. Every day you thought about calling Zack but every day you put it off. Rationalizing it by telling yourself it was too late now. 

              You had moved out of Huntington Beach for work, but also to avoid a chance run in with any of the members of Avenged Sevenfold or their crew.

              But that day you were in town for your neice’s birthday party. Your sister had called you at the last minute and asked you to stop at the grocery store and pick up some ice and extra paper plates – more kids than she had expected had showed up.

            You didn’t think twice as you walked into the store holding onto Brady’s hand.

“MOM! I WANNA HOLD THE BASKET!” He exclaimed.

            “Okay here.” You said handing him the basket, which took both of his little hands to hold even before you placed anything inside. You giggled and snapped a photo on your iPhone. You were trying to find the Disney Princess plates in the party aisle while Brady was busy planning the décor for his next birthday party.

            You finally found them on the bottom row, you stood up but your kid was nowhere to be found.             “Brady!?” You nearly screamed.

“I’m right over here!” He said from the end of the aisle.

            “Get your butt back over here! You scared me. I thought someone stole you!” You told him.

            “They’d bring me back.” He retorted.

“Probably.” You laughed kissing him on the head and dropping the Dora plates into the basket.

            “Y/N?” A familiar voice caused your blood to run cold.

“Brian!” You looked up at him in shock.

            He pulled you into a tight hug.

“Where the hell have you been?” He asked, then his eyes found Brady in the floor.

            “Well hi there little guy.” Brian bent down so he was the same height as your son.

“Hi!” Brady grinned.

            “Whats your name?”

“Brady James!” He replied excitedly

            “Well hello Brady James! I’m Brian!”

“Brady why don’t you go pick out some candy over there.” You suggested nodding to the candy aisle a few feet away – close enough you could keep an eye on your son but out of earshot.

            “What the hell y/n?” Brian asked you once Brady had skipped away.

“I can explain Brian – “ you started but then another voice cut you off.

            “Yo! Gates! Where the hell are you?”

It was Zacky.

            Your breath hitched in your throat.

“Y/N?” He stopped in his tracks when he saw you.  

            “Hey.” You greeted him awkwardly.

“It’s been along time! How have you been?” Zack asked you with a smile.

            “I’ve been good! What about you?” You were praying silently that Brady would stay occupied with the candy and Brian would keep him mouth shut.

            “Mooooooooooom! They have a WHOLE pack of just red skittles!” Brady practically screamed as he ran to show you.  

            “That is awesome! What about Bailey? You better get her some candy too.” You said quickly.

            Brady rushed back towards the candy.

You looked up to see Zacky’s jaw practically on the floor.

            “Is that – did we –“ He stuttered.

You nodded.

            “His name is Brady. I – I’m sorry.” You said looking away.

“I’ll leave you two to talk.” Brian said hurriedly walking over to Brady.

            “Why didn’t you tell me y/n?” Zack sounded more hurt than anything.

“I didn’t even know until I was almost five months pregnant we had been split up so long I figured you wouldn’t believe me and you had moved on anyway.” You explained.

            “I’m really sorry y/n.” He apologized catching you offguard.

“I should have came and found you – I didn’t exactly make it easy for you.”

            “It’s whatever Zack. Really.”

���It’s Bailey’s birthday isn’t it?” He asked. Zacky had always been great with your niece

“Yeah we’re headed to her party now.” You replied.

“Are you seeing anyone?” He asked again catching you offguard.

            “No. I – don’t really have time to date.” You laughed gesturing towards the green eyed monster that was currently having a very intense looking conversation with Brian.

            “I want to make this work y/n. I want to be part of your life and Brady’s life.” Zack told you.

            You nodded trying to hold back the tears.

Zack took your phone from your hands and programmed his number in.

            “Call me, please. I promise I’ll answer you.” He kissed your forehead.

“Okay.” You agreed.

            “C’mon little man we have a party to get too.” You called to your son, unsure how you were gonna explain this to him. But you knew that you’d figure it out because what was meant to be would always find a way. 

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Zacky Vengeance: Little Piece of Heaven

Request: One where you make a beautiful fort out of sheets with zacky v and sleep in it the night x

"(Y/N), love. Get up." You're boyfriend, Zack Vengeance cooed in your ear as he stirred you awake. You slowly fluttered your eyes open only to see him hovering over you with a smirk on his face.

"Good morning, Zacky." you giggled, kissing the tip of his nose, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"I was thinking," he smiled, rolling to your side again and facing you, "We should stay in. You know, since I just got off tour and it's your day off." 

"That sounds perfect, Zacky. Let me just get freshened up and we can make some breakfast." you giggled, him smiling at you. 

"Alright babe." he said, pecking you on your lips, then rolling off the bed with you in union to get prepared for the day. 

Slowly but surely, you brushed your teeth and hair, changing into some clean sweats and a shirt of Zack's, only bothering to put on a little bit of mascara. As you arrived downstairs, you saw Zacky sitting on the counter, awaiting for you. 

You smiled to yourself and walked in front of him, standing between his legs, "Kiss the cook." you joked.

"With pleasure." he smirked, taking your face in his hands and kissing deeply. He chuckled as he let go, jumping off the counter and grabbing the things to prepare breakfast with you. The breakfast you two will always prepare with each other every time you have a day in, eggs, french toast, and a fruit milkshake of whatever you had. It was kind of a tradition since you first started staying over with him, stuck with you two ever since.

Placing the last of the drinks into the cups, you grabbed them and walked to Zacky, who was in the living room on the couch with the plates sitting on the coffee table. Blankets surrounding him, along with pillows galore. 

"Here you go, love." you smiled, handing him his drink, sitting down next to him.

"Thanks, babe." he smiled, wrapping his arm around you as you reached for both the plates, handing him his as you began to eat yours.

A calm silence filled the room since you two were eating, the only noise that was coming from anywhere was the TV playing some morning cartoons. You smiled to yourself for a while as you picked at the last of your food, days in were so uncommon for you two, but wow, were they something.

"Hey, (Y/N), I have an idea." Zack said, wrapping his arms behind you as you were now at the sink cleaning dishes.

Putting the last of the dishes on the shelves to dry you turned to him, "And what would the idea be, Zacky?" you smirked, pecking him on the lips.

"I need you to close your eyes and count to 100, okay (Y/N)?" He chuckled 

"What? Why 100? Why so I need to cover my eyes?" you complained, unsure of what he was going to do within that 100 second period of time. 

"Just trust me, okay, baby? It'll be worth it." he smiled, wiping the pout from your lips with a soft kiss. 

You gave in and pushed him to wherever he was going so you could cover your eyes and count, hopefully it wouldn't be hide and seek, you were terrible at that; no, Zack was doing something else. You knew he wasn't hiding because by the time you covered your eyes you heard shuffling about in the living room, making you furrow your brows in confusion. Eventually you even heard a trip and some tumbles, causing you to giggle, "... 98, 99, and 100!" you cheered, taking your hand off your eyes. You began walking out the kitchen to the living room when you heard Zack yell.

"No!" he said, but it was too late, you were already in the living room within seconds, seeing Zack trying to hold up the last of the blankets over the TV so it could look like a cave. 

You crossed your arms and leaned against the shelf in amazement as Zack had a look of shame o his face, red from blushing so hard. "So this was the surprise." you giggled, slowly walking over to him, since he was still struggling with the sheets. 

"Erm, yeah, sorry (Y/N). I remember we'd always do these, and I thought it's be nice if I tried on my own, and-" you stopped him there and pecked his lips.

"Zacky," you started, "It's impossible to do an entire fort in a minute and a half, c'mon." you smiled, taking one piece of the blanket that was in his hand so he can grab the other one tightly that was in his other hand. 

"Thanks, (Y/N)." he said in a small voice, looking at the ground in embarrassment.

"It's alright, Zacky. Also, this forts gonna fall id we keep building it this way." you and him laughed in unison, "What did you use to hold up the other side? Tape?" you laughed.

"Hey it seemed like a good idea at the time." He added, still chuckling out. 

You shook your head and smiled, quickly replacing the tape with clothing pins, then helping Zack put up the last of the sides on the TV, soon crawling inside where all the pillows were set up, along with a fluffy duvet that was on the floor to wrap yourselves around. 

"Much better." He huffed out, wrapping his arm around you once you lied at his side, your head resting on his chest. You nodded your head in agreement, looking up to him and kissing his lips. But Zack propped himself up and crawled to where all the DVDs were.

"What do you wanna watch?" he asked, since it ws your turn to choose a movie. 

"Mmm, I'm feeling something along the lines of the romantic-y type. The Vow?" you offered, he jokingly rolled his eyes and grabbed The Vow, quickly placing it in the player and sliding in the warm duvet with you again so you can lie your head down. 

As the movie progressed, you didn't even notice how your eyes had tears threatening to spill out of them. You were so focused on the movie you also didn't see how Zack looked at you with concern in his face. 

"(Y/N), baby, are you alright?" he asked with such care, gently maneuvering his arms that was around your back so you could face him, "We could stop the movie if you want." 

"No, it's alright; I'm fine." you sniffled, wiping away the corners of your eyes, "This movie just makes me emotional that's all. I'm sorry, Zacky." you apologized

"Hey," he lifted our chin up with his hand that wasn't on your back, "It's fine, everything's fine. I know how emotional you get about this movie so I saw this coming," he chuckled, "I for sure choose the movie next time." 

"Aright," you smiled, crawling on top of him, "I love you so much, Zacky." 

"I love you, too, (Y/N)." he smirked, tickling your sides a bit so you'd twitch, "So damn much." 

"Knock it off." you giggled, pinning his arms and peppering his face with kisses, you and him laughed together. He moved his trapped arms to your waist and held you tightly, knowing at this point that you were tired.

You sighed in content and rested on his chest, hearing his heartbeat. He smiled to himself and moved one of his hands to stroke your hair, brushing his fingers through it, knowing that made you even sleepier. 

"I love you, (Y/N)." Zack cooed to you, kissing the top of your head just before you shut your eyes.

"I love you, too." 

[itsalmosteasytoimagine]

Imagine: Zacky is on tour and you worked for Avenged Sevenfold.You met through a mutual friend but just recently started dating......

Interviewer- So Zacky we have been wondering who that girl is we have been seeing you around with?

Zacky- Oh thats my girlfriend Y/N she is also part of our merch crew

Interviewer- So how did you guys meet?

Zacky- Actually its a funny story Synyster Gates's girlfriend Y/F/N introduced us and it was at her party she introduced me to Y/N and I really liked her so I started talking to her we got close and I asked her out when I found she be working merch and she said yes. So we have been dating ever since

Zacky- Oh yeah I'd like to thank Y/F/N for introducing us and Y/N I Love You

*Y/F/N behind the camera* Y/F/N- Your Welcome

*Y/N mouthed Love You To*

~Ace

[fingersofdeceit]

Imagine...Walking into your bathroom and seeing this.

Zack, why the fuck is there an octopus in here?

"I'm rockin' out with it."

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I do see your requests I just have no creative ideas to help me write them. I'm trying my best I am. Please bear with me.

~foREVerZacky