#Isaacwhy x chubby! Reader

[feelingyumimain]

isaacwhy with a chubby cc reader omg and also!! welcome to tgc tumblr :)

Omggg your literally my first request!! Thank you for inviting me your so sweet! I’ll try my best to write this sorry if it’s bad or the spellings not write im dyslexic

okay so first of all I think he would literally love how you look I mean LORD he just can’t get enough of you

he would totally show you off in his Insta story’s if your okay with it

like it would be little photos of you and him with matching outfits or goofy glasses

ofc with his face blurred and yours too if your also faceless

he would LOVE you in tight clothing or in literally anything lmao

he’s your biggest hype man

i mean you walk into a room he’s like “DAMNN YOU LOOK GOOD” and you could be like half asleep and forgot to shower but he just thinks your adorable

If you ever talked bad about yourself or had insecurities he would listen and help but also shut it down so fast like

“what do you mean you think your not pretty enough?!”

He loves when you go shopping with him he spoils the hell out of you

I feel like he would memorize your size or have a little notes app thing about what stores fit what size on you Bc you’ve told him how shit the sizing is or how finding clothes can be hard

personally I don’t like using changing rooms so if your like that and even if not he would order/ buy a bunch of clothes that he found in your size and see if you like them

it’s like your own little fashion show

he loves seeing you in all the different clothes like he would sit in his bed watching you like a puppy saying stuff like “omg babe your so stunning” “how did I pull you” “you could so be a model”

im pretty sure cc mean content creator if not let me know but he would definitely stream with you over discord

like silly little games or drunk driving simulator

of anyone in his or your chat was mean to you in anyway he would go off

“Don’t fucking say shit abt them chat their the most beautiful/handsome person ever!”

“you don’t look any better!”

bc he truly believes no one else can top your looks

he would have you be in ltlvc and his videos

def has you sit in his lap while editing

he lays on your stomach or on your thighs while you edit your videos

I feel like he would help you with all your pc problems or help you set up streams

overall he doesn’t care how you look and loves you no matter what top tier boyfriend and definitely the best hyper man for when your down

sorry if this wasn’t what you were looking for or it was offensive in anyway it’s literally the first thing I’ve ever written but I hope it was good please give me some feed back on if I did good or if there’s stuff I could change to do better 🙏

[isackwhy]

still high but cooking. I SHARE COOK

isaacwhy x chubby! reader hc’s sfw

(small mentions of ED)

sfw

AS SOMEONE W EXPERIENCE

gym rats love us

as much as we want to deny it bc of insecurities they love us

so pls don’t be worried about that w him. i get it but he’ll reassure u each time that it doesn’t matter to him

plus i’m pretty sure yumi was talking about the new gamersupps girl who was chubby like the new design or whatever and that isaac liked it. which he didn’t deny

i need to re-find that podcast if anyone knows LMK

if ur a content creator and get the occasional hate on ur body and it gets to it isaac is immediately distracting you

telling u it’s bullshit

“some days they get me. other days they don’t.”

“yeah? fuck them. you’re hot.”

the first few times he asks if u want to go to the gym u say no out of fear and bc in ur head he was saying u needed to go

he assured u that’s not what he meant and that he just wanted to spend time w u anywhere :)

if u guys were bffs beforehand he knows every little warning sign that ur getting insecure about ur body

even if u aren’t he learns quickly

he notices how ur suddenly counting calories or eating less or staying in pjs and not wanting to be intimate

u feel bad. feeling like it might just be repetitive at this point for him

“you always help me when i feel like shit, right? everytime i stress about a video or feel like it’ll be shit you help me. and that’s kinda often. why wouldn’t i help you?” is what he says everytime u feel bad

obsessed w ur thighs

always grabbing onto them, laying them across his legs

love handles? he puts them to use 👍🏻 ykyk

if ur like me u don’t like whoever ur dating to touch ur tummy while ur cuddling. like it’ll remind them it’s there

this man will kiss ur stomach the first time it happens and honest to god u kinda hate it but he’s whispering such sweet things u can’t stop him

“you’re so pretty. so so pretty.”

“alright alright stop please.”

“not till you believe me.”

u hate when u smile bc of ur double chin that always makes an appearance but isaac has a whole folder labeled “y/n’s smile” so pls take a breath

“i’d look better in that if i was someone else,” u point to the somewhat fitting dress on ur screen

“if u don’t buy that right now i might have a stroke, babe.”

u buy it. well. he buys it. it comes in the mail and u we’re not leaving the house that day

ur known to his community and when rumors start to swirl that u guys might be dated, there was also hate that came w it

“isaac would never date someone like that.” a comment reads

that’s a fear of urs ofc but….he’s currently laying next to u and not some other random person so

soft launching until u just give in and hard launch

u guys were already all over each others stories and social medias but after u guys start dating and want to slowly reveal it u guys post a picture of each other every month on the date of ur anniversary w out any context

it’s fun lowkey

will always back u up

the boys and him make sure they don’t fat jokes around u

u told them it’s fine bc it’s a thing between them but isaac could see how uncomfy u got w then sometimes

when he can tell ur mental state is affecting how u see how u look he won’t talk about the gym around u and makes sure the boys don’t either

just the little things

he tried to give u hoodies but u refuse bc ur scared they won’t fit u

he has oversized hoodies and looks at u like ur crazy

“this will fit you babe,” he shakes the black hoodie in front of u as u shiver from the breeze in his backyard

“no. no. i’m fine.”

“lifts ur arms up—“

“wha—“

“lift!”

u comply. the hoodie fits.

“told u.”

nsfw >:)

u didn’t wanna show him ur body the first time around

u left ur oversized hoodie on, isaacs hands snaked under it to hold ur boobs

body worship bruh

kisses every part of u, leaving marks and little bites along ur thighs

u also made him leave the lights off until recently

“i wanna see you properly baby,” he says between the kisses of a heavy makeout

you pout, “isy—“

“you’re gorgeous. you’re amazing and i want to see all of it,” he says, attacking your neck in kisses

how could u not give in honestly

at this point the hoodie is gone everything and u try and use ur arms to cover urself but he won’t let you nope nope nope

fucks u in front of a mirror everytime u feel like shit

“look how pretty, hm? u can’t see what i see? i’ll make sure you do. don’t worry, hun.”

he said that while holding eye contact w u and u nearly lost it there

[isackwhy]

yoyo!

im the anon who asked for the tgc x chubby!reader

and i think maybe willy and isaac?

tyty!! 🥰

took a brain break but i am maybe back so doing this request :)

isaacwhy x chubby! reader hc’s

body worships 100%

like not like a FREAK

but always praising you bc he knows how it feels to feel insecure

tries to encourage u to step out of ur comfort zone regarding clothes

but won’t push u to just a little love and nudge

kisses the parts u don’t like

if he sees u staring at urself in the mirror he just sighs and w a smile walks up behind u and is like

“so pretty. the prettiest,” and kisses u lightly on the neck before like groping ur thighs

will try and bench press u and u yelp

always trying to lift u up despite ur protests

ur dating a gym rat he can lift u bruh

softwilly x chubby! reader hc’s

UR HYPE KING

u walk into a room and he’s like “GODDAMN! LOOK AT YOU!”

u just sigh and blush most of the time

also tries and like pull wrestling moves on u all the time

you’ll be wearing short shorts and i swear he’s listening as u talk but ur thighs bruh

love handle holder. like just in general in public or like behind u he’s holding them

lovesss helping u shop even when u get frustrated or insecure and he’s like no no baby you’ll look great pls 😞😞😞

tries to learn certain triggers and steers u away from them as best as he can

buys u ur comfort snacks when he notices ur brain actin’ up

[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

[isackwhy]

isaacwhy x bff! fem! reader

summary: you and isaac have been best friends since 2021 in the early discord days. you both got your content popular together and you stayed close friends with him and the rest of the boys. your feelings for him have only grown no matter how much you ignore it, no matter who you date—your best friend always remains in the back of your mind. but, isaac—there’s no way he’d like you. no way in hell. so you do what you have to do. separate yourself from him and after a few days of you not texting, isaac finally breaks as you stand in his kitchen without saying a word to him

mentions of the reader being chubby and insecure (slightly self indulgent whoops bc a bitch going thru a breakup and insecurities)

set in the second house :)

it was early december. isaac has been preparing for last to leave vc and normally you’d be helping like every year except this one.

4 days since you last talked to isaac, someone you’ve been talking to everyday for the last three years. you convinced yourself this was for the best. isaac is out of your league. he’s got a million girls way better than you to get with. he’s a gym rat, funny, smart—no, no. enough.

you emerge from larry’s room after editing him set up a stream for later and waltz down to the kitchen. praying and hoping to dodge isaac like you have been.

you open the fridge like you live there—you practically do anyway—and grab a water bottle. as you close the fridge you yelp at the sudden sight of isaac in the archway. you clench your jaw, breaking the brief eye contact.

“you’re serious, huh?” isaac scoffs, leaning into the doorway. you look up at him. his once soft brown eyes are filled with concern and annoyance. “what?” you quirk back, “i‘m helping larry. excuse me—“

“nah, nah. you don’t get to ignore me and not tell me why when i’m standing right in front of you,” isaac blocks your way. you try and side step him but he’s quicker, arms now crossed. “isaac, i have shit to do,” you curse, trying your best to glare despite the guilt building in your chest. “y/n, why are you pushing me away? you’re doin’ the very thing you hate from other people. ghosting me without explanation. if you’re mad. say why you’re mad,” isaac speaks loudly but he isn’t yelling. you can tell he’s frustrated and trying his best to contain himself.

“i’m not mad—but you’ll make me mad if you don’t move,” you try and move around him again but he blocks your way, “isaac!” you call out with pure frustration.

“you’re acting like a child, y/n!”

“there is nothing wrong!”

“then fucking talk to me!” he retorts back loudly.

your eyes snap wide. he’s never yelled at you in a serious matter but you can’t blame him. if you were in his shoes, the whole group home would’ve been blown to pieces finding answers already. but—just like your best friend. you’re hot headed. if an argument drives him away, that’s how you have to do it. make it easier for everyone.

you glare up at him, “fuck this—“ you push him out of the way, headed towards the stairs but he’s close behind. “you were fine a week ago. a week ago you were sitting in my room helping me come up with fuckin’ challenges for last to leave! last week—jesus, you were fine last week, y!n!” he speaks, following you up the stairs.

normally, you’d admire his stubbornness but jesus christ, is it getting on your nerves currently.

“maybe it’s the mental illness. i don’t know, isaac. shit happens!” you yell back, now at the top of the stairs. “shit happens? three years of you being my best friend and ‘shit happens’?” isaac quotes in the air, “you’re helpin’ larry. not me. what did i do?”

“i can help larry and there not be an issue, isaac,” you retort back quickly, now facing the man. isaac runs an annoyed hand over his face. “there clearly is one when you haven’t replied back to me and days and haven’t even spoken to me or banged on my door incessantly,” he stands with his hands on his hips.

you copy his stance, “once again. shit happens.”

“and that’s bullshit. you’re pushing away. why? i have no idea but y’know what?” isaac’s voice turns to a whisper, “it hurts. it does, y/n and i’m sick of it. you are one of my best friends. you’re so big on communication yet, here you are! not communicating!” isaac is getting animated. his hands flying through the air the more angry he gets. “there is nothing to communicate. i’ve been busy. i showed up today to help larry,” you try and calmly lie through your teeth.

isaac takes a deep breath, “oh my fucking—“ he curses under his breath, “you’re avoiding talking about avoiding me. like, you realize how ridiculous this is getting, right?”

“you’re the one making it ridiculous,” you sass back.

“we are best friends—“

“let me go already!” you break as you shout. the guilt is crushing you. you want to get this over with. isaac is an amazing person. one of the best and doing this, losing him, it pains you to do this. you’ve lost so many people but this crush will only get worse. that’s not fair to him, not when it won’t be reciprocated.

isaac’s face forms into one of confusion, gaze slightly softening, “what? let you go?”

you gulp as a lump of tears dares to break you. you take a shaky breath and isaac’s concern grows, anger fading as he watches your shallow breaths. “let me go. i am too much. i ask for too much. i’m too clingy. i’m annoying. i ask to hang out too much,” you list off the insecurities, speaking your thoughts out loud. thoughts you know isaac shares.

his brows furrow. he steps closer to you and you don’t move, staring at how hard you’re trying not to cry. “what the hell are you talking about? you’re none of those,” isaac speaks softly. you sniffle, “oh, come on. stop. just stop,” you say, looking anywhere but him but his 6’4 self takes up half the view anyway.

isaac inhales sharply, hands falling to his sides, “why only me though? that’s what i don’t understand. why are you avoiding me? you’re not anything of those things, y/n. have i been teasing you too much?” he chuckles, trying to lighten the air but you’re still fighting back tears.

the confession rests on your tongue. commit to it. confessing your feelings will surely ruin what’s left of the friendship.

“what did i do to make you feel this way? like, genuinely. tell me so i won’t do it again,” isaac sighs, begging for you to just look him in the eyes. you don’t respond, looking at the floor as tears begin to blur your vision.

“y/n,” isaac speaks with frustration in his tone, “why—“

“because i love you! god fucking—“ you cut yourself off as you realize it slipped. the house is spinning. you definitely can’t look him in the eyes now.

“huh?” isaac squeaks out, just now processing the words, “because you love me?” does he need it spelled out?

you groan, holding your head in your hands. “if you love me, then are you acting like this?” isaac cluelessly questions.

“fucking—i’m in love with you, isaac!” you confess even more, eyes bouncing from his fan made bracelet to the singular silver band around his middle finger. now, the world goes fully slightly. you can hear isaac’s breathing on top of your own.

“well, shit,” isaac scoffs. almost sounding relieved. “that’s it?” he chuckles. your knit your eyebrows together, looking him in the eyes. now you’re confused.

“huh?” now it’s your turn to say.

isaac laughs, resting his hands on your shoulders as he rubs circles into your skin. “i love you, too. like, in love with you,” isaac says quietly, smiling down at you.

you pull your head back in astonishment, “you do—“

but you’re cut off by isaac connecting your lips, bending down to your head to make it easier for you. after a moment, you kiss back, feeling like you’re in a dream about to shake into a nightmare.

he pulls away, “communication, aye? i mean, maybe if i wasn’t so scared—i would’ve said something sooner.”

“you were scared?” you giggle. isaac holds your face, laughing, “oh, god, yeah. terrified. should’ve heard the shit the boys have had to endure.”

“yeah, they probably heard the same on my end,” you melt into his touch. isaac tilts his head to the side, “why were you so scared? i thought i was being obvious.”

“i thought you were being nice,” you shake your head in disbelief. isaac does the same, bringing into a much needed hug that just pieces you together. “i didn’t think you’d like someone like me. i look like peter griffin when i smile,” you joke at your own expense. “oh, you’re fucking silly. you’re silly in the head,” he ruffles your hair before resting a kiss on the top of your head, “i like your curves, doofus. i like your body. and you do not look like peter griffin.”

you both laugh in each others arms, basking in the other’s touch.

“finally. jesus!” larry yells from his doorway as he looks at you both, “i was tired of hearing all this shit!”

[isackwhy]

Hey!

so i just recently got a first tattoo!

(shit hurted badddd)

so my request is isaac x chubby!reader

where reader is getting her sternum tattoo and isaac is there to hold her hand an soothe her. And maybe later some nsfw when isaac wants to see it closer? 😌

UR FIRST TATTOO WAS A STERNUM?? UR BRAVE BRUH. mine was on my forearm omg

isaacwhy x chubby! first time tattooed! reader hc’s

sfw

“are—are you sure you want a sternum for your first?”

you sigh, looking up at him as you sign the papers letting the artist drill a needle into you, “yeah. fuck it. why not? get the worst one done first, right?”

he just looks at u like ur crazy but supports u so

u get called over and it’s one of those private rooms so no one can see ur chest

“okay. i will be right back,” your artist announces and walks away to get the needed supplies

ur sitting in the chair, leg shaking and isaac notices

he gently grabs ur hand w out u asking, running his thumb along the skin, “hey, you’ll be alright. it’s fine. you’ll look hot after!”

“do i not look hot now, isaac?”

“wha—no—no—u do—“

ur nerves got the best of u but u take a deep breath and he continues to hold ur hand

once the tattoo starts it’s like u see stars

like someone is repeatedly just dragging ur chest across like tree bark until u bleed

ur holding isaacs hand so tight u fear u might break it but he keeps assuring you it’s fine

u take a break after a bit and let out a deep breath

“it’s almost done baby,” isaac says, eyes glued to ur chest

u scoff, “perv”

“ur the one holding MY hand.”

nsfw

isaac has been antsy for days since u got it done

he keeps asking to see it

or it’s an excuse to see u shirtless

after a few days u say the cover off and begin to aquaphor it

which isaac offers to do….a lot

ur sitting on his bed, looking at ur phone when he crawls on top of u

“i think i need to check out the tattoo, baby,” he whispers, big hands crawling up ur shirt

u don’t stop him, breath hitching, “yeah? wanna make sure it’s healing. you’re the one that had tattoos beforehand.”

isaac beams, “yeah. so i’m the expert. can i see it?”

you roll ur eyes playfully and take off your shirt

his eyes light up, staring at the tattoo

his fingers trace the outline of it causing goosebumps along the skin

his other hand finds your love handles, squeezing as he leaves soft kisses around the tattoo

“you okay?” he whispers, looking up at u from his lashes

“isaac. just—fuck me already—“

u can barely finish the sentence before ur pants are down to ur ankles

[isackwhy]

WHO SENT IN THE ISAACWHY X CHUBBY READER LOVE CONFESSION. I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED IT. IM SORRY. SHOOT ME