#I still feel so shy but doing my best always 👍🏼

[rottiens]

I'm so happy today. I hope you guys are having a nice day <33 💐

[isackwhy]

Probably me! It’s okayyyy 👍🏼🤍 can you do more chubby reader x Isaac, maybe a confessing their feelings or being intimate for the first time while the reader is shy. Love your writing and have GOOD day!

u have a good day too bae!!! i’m high as shit. so. i will do both :)

isaacwhy x chubby! reader hc’s

sfw / confession

u never thought he’d like u

that’s what society has told u

he’s a gym rat and ur chubby. would never work.

he’s ur best friend that’s all

yeah until it all boils down and the constant tension u only thought u were imagining breaks down

ur sitting in isaacs room. he’s editing.

ur laying on his bed and he spins around, hair in a bun and slightly disheveled hair from the headset

u look up from ur phone, “what’s up?”

isaac sighs, “am i losing my mind?” he asks w no context

u sit up. now concerned for ur best friend. “isaac, what? if anything u lost that awhile ago,” u chuckle

isaac takes his headset off, leaning forward and looking at you. flabbergasted.

u scoot towards the edge of the bed, “isaac, what’s up—“

“i like you. like i though that was obvious and you’d realize that but you haven’t. you just haven’t y/n. if you don’t like me—are you okay?”

ur jaw is dropped. not believing a word he’s saying. like ur 12 again and it’s some prank from the bullies

“y/n—“

“don’t fuck around with me like that,” your feet hit the floor, trying to escape what u think is a prank

isaac stands up, kinda blocking your path, “i’m not—i’m not fucking around with you. i like you. i’ve liked you for like a long fucking time.”

his tone sounds so genuine but u don’t believe it

u refuse to make eye contact with him

u catch a glimpse of yourself in his mirror

no. no. not me. he’s joking.

“are you doing another impractical jokers—“

“y/n, i have a crush on you!” he specifies, grabbing your shoulders.

u finally look up at him. there’s no mischievous smile. just adoration and u wonder if he’s always looked at u this way

ur heart sinks and u gulp, “like actually?”

he chuckles, “actually.”

“are you sure? i’ve seen the girls u like and like—they’re not me.”

he raises an eyebrow, still holding your shoulders, “huh?” he lets out

ur head falls to ur hands, “like—body? wise?”

his face drops, “oh….y/n…..”

“i’m sorry,” you mutter, “i like you too,” you finally admit

his eyes light up as he pulls you closer, “i like your body. i like your face. i like your interests. you. i like you.”

a part of u still doesn’t believe him. the hung damaged part of you but this is what you wanted. thsi is what you’ve been wanting.

nsfw

it took u a bit to get comfortable w urself n isaac to want to have sex for the first time

he’s a gem. it was mostly ur insecurities (me too gang)

but your make out session is getting intense and Isaac’s lips are trailing down your neck, leaving hickeys in his wake

you’re letting out soft whimpers and shuffle away

u want this. this is what u want. u trust him.

he raises his eyebrows, “you okay, baby?”

u hide your face, “i wanna—i wanna—“

he sits up with a smirk, “have sex?”

you blush, “yeah yeah but uh—can we leave the lights…off. and my shirt…on?”

you feel him pause and u open ur eyes

“baby, we can but you know i like your body.”

“just—please?”

he complies ofc and turns the light off

things get intense again and your pants are off. his shirt his off and your hands wander to his pajama pants

his hands wander up your shirt and u freeze as they graze your stomach

he also pauses

“just please try not to touch my stomach im sorry—“

“stop apologizing,” he sighs and nips at your neck again, “anything to make you comfortable. alright?” he whispers