#the group chat x reader

[alastrrz]

ive had this idea for a while but idk if you have already done it (if you have please tag me) but like them being lovesick? like they are so in love with you, ive have literally seen ZERO of this. please and thank you!!!

YUP I LOVED WRITING THIS bc i myself get lovesick so EASILY so this came super easy to me

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 sick for you ; blake, tanner, isaac

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genre; fluff

type; headcanons

read below!

BLAKE ;

Definitely keeps it to himself, doesn't let anyone else know he's feeling the way he's feeling.

The only one that would know he's feeling lovesick would probably be Isaac. Only because Isaac catches on to the small things really easily.

Isaac catches all Blake's little glances at you, he notices when his face goes red when you're mentioned.

As for how Blake feels when lovesick, he's super confined to his own brain and tries not to hang around you a whole lot, because he's scared he'll reveal himself and how he feels.

When he has to be around you though, he's always red in the face and trying to make small conversation with you.

Whether the conversation is awkward or not, he loves every time he talks to you, because he's getting somewhere.

He likes to buy you little gifts, just because. Y'know, he's in love with you. He takes note of stuff you like, because he wants to show he cares.

When he finally asks you out, or more so whenever Isaac told him to ask you out, and you say yes, he just pulls you in for the tightest hug ever.

TANNER ;

Oh my god he's such a fool when he's lovesick. He's the kind to feel physically sick when he's crushing on someone, because it hits him HARD.

Always feels giddy and happy around you, so he makes it a point to hang out with you when he can.

He's always cracking his best jokes around you to try and make you laugh, because when he hears you laugh it makes him so unbelievably happy.

Definitely the type to leave notes around you and label them as "-ur secret admirer <3" but he alters his handwriting so you don't actually know who it was.

The type to make jokes like "What if.. What if we held hands? Ahaha, only joking!" He is not joking.

He makes it so obvious, but you'd never tell him it was obvious, it'd break his heart.

After about a year of these shenanigans, he finally builds up the courage to ask you out. When you say yes, he has to stop himself from just jumping on you and kissing you.

ISAAC ;

He's subtle, but he's also not.. not subtle.

He likes to crack jokes like Tanner, "Hey, Y/n, how funny would it be if we dated?" "What?" "Nothing."

The only one to actively seek you out; he actually calls you and texts you daily. He isn't afraid of being straightforward!

He always texts you to see if you're down to hang out, and if you say yes, he feels physically sick all day.

Absolutely loves being around you, but it also makes him feel like he's gonna vomit.

That feeling doesn't stop until you guys are actually dating.

Him and Tanner are pretty similar, aside from the fact that Isaac actually makes moves.

He peppers in some pet names that could kind of be passed off as platonic, but his heart could burst when you smile at the fact of him calling you 'dear'.

When he finally asks you out, and you say yes, he could fall to his knees right then and there.

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[cherryyan49]

Pretty girl

an isaacwhy fic

she/her prns, uses of [name]

based on the song : pretty girl by highvyn

a/n: hi ! um I've never wrote fics before, so I would like to apologize in advance c: I was listening to this song and had an idea, so I attempted to write it <3 I've also never written x readers before so erm anyways! here's isaac being a simp

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7:16 pm

The white numbers read on Isaac’s computer. He glanced around his room after dispersing from his friends a few minutes prior. Low music played from his speakers, filling the silence, as he scrolled through his instagram seeing your newest post. It was a little camera roll dump, consisting of images of you, plants and other random things that had some significance to you. He smiled to himself, pretty girl, he thought. Isaac would like to not admit to the fact that you have a lingering effect on him, constantly infecting his brain as if you were a zombie. But in fact, you’re not a zombie, you’re one of his closest friends, one of his pretty friends. A certain notification startled his trance,

‘hii !! would you like to come over for a small dinner, just me and you? I made some really good fajitas, and I don’t want to drive :T would you please ignore the mess <3’ –[initial]

He read your texts, come over– dinner– please ignore the mess. Immediately, he sent a response and grabbed his keys. The latter couldn’t pass up an opportunity to see you, let alone have dinner with you. Your text made him more giddy than just thinking about you.

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Isaac stood in front of your black apartment door, contemplating whether or not he should rip the bandaid off tonight. Normally, he wouldn’t even consider talking about these feelings to you ever. Especially not after all of his friends told him to do otherwise. He shook off his thoughts and knocked on your door. And there you were, the pretty girl, his close friend, asking him to dinner, standing right in front of him. Smiling, he followed you inside and towards her table. He couldn’t help but look around the girl’s place as if he hadn't seen it over a million times.

“What mess am I supposed to be ignoring here, [name]?” Isaac asked, carefully snooping around your mini dining room. His face softened, hearing you giggle;

“The kitchen is a wreck because I didn’t want to clean up for once. The rest of the place should be fine, but that’s why I invited you,” she teased back.

He playfully rolled his eyes, smiling at the way you smiled, gently grabbing his plate and handing it to him. Isaac admired the way you held yourself, even making a chicken fajita taco, he loved every single second of it. You turned to him, gesturing for him to make his plate, giggling once more

“You know I want someone to look at me the way you look at my lovely cooking.”

Isaac was taken aback for a moment, thinking he got himself caught staring at, uh your cooking? He made up a silly comment, defending that your cooking looks by far better than anything he’s seen at his house. The two of you bantered, with the occasional sharing of glances that made Isaac feel all giddy again. He just couldn’t explain it, you were like an angel who spawned right in front of him. You felt so close, yet so far from his grasp. He knew that you didn’t want him, he just knew. You guys had been friends for years, he didn’t want to lose you over some silly feelings. [Name] was going on about how her friends won’t leave her alone about her dating life, and the group. She was going on about multiple things, but Isaac had to confess,

“If I’m honest, I don't really like your friends. They’re obsessed. Not– not all of your friends, just the ones who struggle to listen to you when you’ve asked them many times,” his breath hitched, “That came out a little harsher than I intended.”

You looked away, thinking about what he said. He wasn’t all wrong, your friends weren’t the best when it came to these things, especially your best friend. Isaac quickly reached towards you, apologizing once more. His mind clouded with guilt, there was no way I just blew it again, he thought. 

“No, no you’re right, they are a bit obsessed with it, I just hate it. Like, talk to me about something else for once in a while, you know? I don’t want to talk about my feelings about someone all the time,” she said, giving Isaac a reassuring look.

“Yeah, I get it. It does seem frustrating having people act like lice in your hair,” he joked, getting [name] to laugh a bit. 

“Shut up,” she giggled. “Was the food good? I feel like I can talk to you for hours, sometimes I forget the main reason why I brought you here.”

Isaac giggled softly, “Yes the food was good. And I’m glad to say I guess have that impact on some people,” he began looking away, tossing his invisible long hair off his shoulder.

Isaac felt the hours go by after talking to you, getting lost into your words on the couch as it hits half past nine. He just never wanted to leave, which freaked him out at first. Him realizing that you really do have an effect on him, and he was scared. Isaac? Being scared? Yes. Nick had talked to him a few days prior about [name]; saying how you were hard to catch as you seemed to be rejecting people left and right. But Isaac knew deep down that the reasoning was because they didn’t fit you. They didn’t ‘complete’ you in the way you wanted to be completed, even despite being a more ‘independent’ type of girl. No one could really recognize it, until Isaac pointed it out. Hell, even Yumi called Isaac crazy for liking you, he understands why, but he can’t help but not be able to fathom the idea of liking one of his best friends.

After what felt like an eternity, Isaac grew some balls. Isaac brushed your hair out of your face, swiping through it gently, to fall off your shoulder. You looked at him, flushed but confused. He continued talking as if nothing ever happened, rambling about his newest video idea. [Name] sat there, still basking in what had just happened, completely wanting to ignore the slight butterflies the other had just given her.

“Woa, it’s so late, I guess I just have to stay over,” Isaac teased, carrying out his words. You rolled your eyes, “Oh nooooo, I guess you have to sleep on the couch while I sleep in my wonderful cozy bed,” she bantered, dramatically sighing. 

Isaac laughed softly, he couldn’t help but think to himself.  He thought he should just wait and explore his feelings, rather than explode them right here, right now. After all, this friendship was worth more to him than trying to complicate things for you.

[Name] looked at him, not wanting him to leave just yet despite it getting late. You could tell he was in his own world, taken over by his thoughts for a brief moment. As you smiled, you got up, offering your hand out.

“I say, we go to the gas station and get snacks, but I mean only if you want to,” she said, looking around.

“You could just tell me you wanna spend more time with me, I understand you know,” Isaac’s face scrunched in a teasingly manner as he continued, “But I guess we can do that, and maybe I could take you for a drive.”

“Oh be quiet, who wanted to stay here just a few minutes ago?” she rolled her eyes playfully. 

“And who wants me to stay here?” he pushes back, as he takes her hand and pulls her in for a moment. Isaac felt a rush of confidence wash over him, as he looks down at the girl. He leans down to her ear, smiling while whispering, 

“Last one to the car is paying.”

And he booked it. [Name] just stood there, eyes widened, realizing she might actually be insane. Her, liking HIM?? Or him possibly liking her?? Has your heart normally race around him? Or was that just now? You were in denial to say the least. You locked your door and ran after the tall one.

Thick silence filled the car as Isaac drove to the nearest gas station. The only noise that was heard was the faint singing in the radio, as [Name] looked out the window, replaying the actions from before. Parking, Isaac glanced over at you, basking in the way your face was highlighted in reds and purples from the neon signs in front of the store. He would be lying if he said his brain wasn’t getting drunk off the way you got out and waited at his door for him. You both went wandering into the store, grabbing multiple items, and Isaac insisted on paying.

After settling in the car, Isaac asked if you had anywhere to be tomorrow morning, gaining a ‘no’ in response. He nodded and proceeded to drive aimlessly. He didn’t have a set place on taking you, he just wanted to drive around the city, just to see your face light up from the way the buildings were lit. Isaac couldn’t help but smile to himself, seeing you sway around to the low music as he found an area to park and sit. Everything she did, every move, every word, every facial expression made Isaac swoon. Making a few jokes here n there, just to hear your laugh, and vice versa.

[Name] laid her head down on his shoulder, looking at the view of the city in front of her. She grabbed his hands, messing with his fingers as he giggled. Isaac’s phone vibrated, causing [name] to sit up and look around nervously.

“Who was it,” she asked curiously.

“Just some dumb tiktok link Larry sent me, I don’t think any of the guys know I’m here with you actually,” he replied. 

You slowly nodded, “Secretive I see.” Isaac laughed lowly, “Yes, but only because I jumped up so fast when I saw your message earlier.” 

She smiled to herself, sharing glances with him. Isaac knew better, but he couldn’t stop himself. He leaned in a bit, smiling softly causing [name] to look at him.

“This may be a mistake, but I really wanna make it,” he says inaudible as he glances at her lips to her eyes back to her lips. She kisses him. Isaac was taken a bit surprised, but he most definitely didn’t complain. Her hands cupped both of his cheeks, and she moved back to look at him, hands still placed. 

“You were pining too much, I was getting impatient,” she apologized. 

“Well sorry I wanted to be a gentleman,” he replied. 

“Okay gentleman, you’re not allowed to stay the night anymore,” she teased, removing her hands from the other, and moving back. 

“That’s not very nice to someone you just kissed,” he faked being hurt, putting his hand on his heart as if it got ripped out. 

“I don’t have to kiss you in order for you to stay the night, of course.” 

“Oh but you should,” he egged on. 

“I knew kissing you would make your ego implode,” she teased back, playfully rolling her eyes. Isaac kissed her this time, resulting in a very defeated whine from the other. 

“So I can stay the night again? Your couch is quite comfortable you know.” 

[Name] closed her eyes and sighed, “Sure you can stay the night. BUT just the couch, we can talk about this in the morning.” 

Isaac smiled, "Whatever pretty girl. "

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a/n: hi again, I hope you enjoyed that and if you didn't, don't tell me :] I hope it wasn't tooo bad, as I literally never write so aaaaa, who knows maybe I'll write more often idk !

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[cybrpwup]

ᴀʟʟ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ || ʏᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Jealous!Yumi x f!reader !

Warnings: smut, mentions of alcohol, idk how I feel ab this one it might b bad summary: Yumi wants to talk to Y/n, but Nick got to her first requested?: yes ! ↳ Hii, I was wondering if you could do a Yumi x y/n smut? ↳ PLEASE I NEED JEALOUS YUMI SMUT PLEASE

It could have been luck; many people believe in luck and fate and coincidence because life is difficult to explain. And it was even more difficult to explain just how Yumi came to be at that same gathering on that same night as Y/N.

He thought it could have – must have – been luck.

Yumi never saw Y/N outside of video plans. He first met her in one of Isaac’s discord videos. Then he finally saw her for the first time when Will invited her over for a vlog. And again when she came over to the house for a video. Closest he ever got was sitting in the same table at a restaurant. And in all that time, he still was not 100% sure who she was or who she was with.

Who was she?

A star in an obscure corner of youtube? A secret girlfriend kept hidden from fans?

He did not know.

But he did know that every time he’d noticed Nick grin and his change in body language when they were talking, he felt a twinge. It wasn’t anger or hatred. This was something else entirely. His heart would pound in his ears and he could feel a lump forming in his throat. He didn’t want to feel like this, not when everyone else was so happy. Yet there he was, turning green with jealousy. Worse yet, he couldn’t understand why.

He’d only talked to Isaac about his crush, to which he reassured him, Y/n and Nick weren’t going out and he should just go for it. But he found it hard to believe.

KNOCK. KNOCK.

He was taken out of his thoughts

"What, Nick?"

Nick had already popped into his room multiple times before.

A soft voice muttered, "Not Nick. Can I come in?"

"Oh. Um..." Yumi grimaced at the state of his dim bedroom. "...Yeah."

The door opened with caution, creaking on its hinges. Behind it was Y/N. As she came in the room she made a motion with her hand to the light switch and – after waiting for an approving nod – flipped it.

Awash in off-white lighting (the least flattering of all light) Y/N was still beautiful. Not that all aspects of her matched cosmetic conventions, but that it could not possibly matter to Yumi. Because he was not enthralled with the shape of her nose or cheekbones. He was enthralled with her.

Or no. Yumi was not enthralled. That would be wrong.

Y/N could be Nick’s girlfriend. And Nick is his friend.

He respects him. He respects that. Right?

"Hi. Nick told me you were up here. I hope that's ok." Y/N smiled. She looked around for a second before crossing to his bed, and taking a seat on the edge of it.

"Sure, no worries.” Yumi put his feet flat on the floor but remained seated.

“Listen. I know I could've texted, but I wanted to tell you in-person."

"Tell me what?" He hit a button to turn off his monitor. Lacing his fingers, he held his hands together in his lap. Yumi moved his desk chair to be facing Y/N. Level with one another. He searched her face.

Perhaps disliking the weight of his eyes, she stood and began to pace the length of his bedroom. Stopping far from him – on the other side of the bed – near his door. Y/N rubbed her neck before speaking in a rushed voice, "Isaac told me something."

He nodded. "Ok." Yumi’s ears perked up, and he sat straighter in his chair. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket. Someone was calling him. It was not the time to answer.

"He had a couple drinks,” she started, “he said something about how you could steal me from Nick – if you wanted."

Shit. Colour drained from his pale cheeks. His adam's apple quivered as he wondered how come things all of a sudden looked like he was viewing them through a fisheye lens. Shit. Fuck.

His suspicion was confirmed. They were seeing each other

His phone buzzed again; he ignored it again.

It was clear Yumi was not prepared to speak, so Y/N followed up with, "He also said you did."

She shortened the distance between them, positioning herself to be standing, so his knees (him being seated still) were centimetres from touching her thighs. Yumi made no comment until she took another half step pushing Yumi to part his legs, so she stood between them.

"Um—I did? Did what?" He asked in a shaking voice.

"Did want to..." Y/N bent forward, putting a hand on the top of his chair for support. Diving into him, she appeared as if she were going to attack his neck, but a graceful swerve at the last possible moment sent her placing a light kiss behind his ear "...steal me from Nick."

Doing his best not to move, Yumi held his head straight. He stared with extreme intensity at some wall shelving and wondered if his eyes could be shaking. "Isaac talks—um—uh a lot. I don't know wh—where he came up with that."

In his pocket, his phone buzzed and buzzed.

"So, it's not true?" She held her face just above his, so her sweet breath hit his lips. Y/N took advantage of him being distracted and set her knees on the outside of his legs on the chair in a clean, single-motion.

Out of instinct and having been in similar situations before, Yumi grabbed the outside of her thighs to help hold her up. Realizing what he did, he retracted and held his hands up like he was in the middle of a shootout.

All the while, his phone continued buzzing, and he continued ignoring it.

Unable to keep focused on the conversation, Yumi allowed himself to dreamily gaze upon Y/N. Lost in himself: in her: in their closeness. He was spellbound. Each move dripped with intent. Y/N pulled her hand off the top of the chair and brought it to rest on his shoulder, with her thumb swiping slow across his collarbone. She ducked her head.

His phone buzzed.

Yumi’s eyelids slid down in defeat, and their lips met in the soft exchange.

And it might have continued – might have escalated – but he withdrew and whispered practically into her mouth, "Stop."

Y/N pulled back enough that their noses could still touch and gave him a look like a kicked puppy.

"I can't be doing this with you." Unrelenting. Yumi took hold of her shoulders and guided her off him. "You're with Nick. It's wrong."

Y/N attempted to cover her face under the guise of fussing with her hair. Eyes welled with embarrassment.

His phone buzzed, and that was it. Exhausted. Irritated. Yumi pulled out his phone and looked at it. The moment he did, his vision went out. Out – like he had finally hit the ground after a long fall.

Yumi woke up alone in his bedroom, curled in his desk chair with his editing software sat idling on the monitor. A quarter through raw footage, he had fallen asleep. Y/N had not been there. Y/n was not in a relationship with Nick.

Regaining his composure at what he considered as being too much to process at once, he sighed.

—

Commemorating Nick for hitting 1 million subscribers, they hosted a small get together at the house including a couple friends and her

Yumi watched Y/N dancing and laughing through the open space of the living room, swimming amongst the small group of people, and being accepted into smaller groups – smiled at – chatted with – recognized. Everyone had eyes on her at some time or another though his eyes never left.

She bounced with the beat and danced moves that were not the most graceful but were also not exclusive to the robot. Y/N held onto a playful closed-mouth smile. Her tousled hair shined with product or maybe a little grease. Blue of the lights bounced off her eyes and cheeks and lips; Yumi’s gaze lingered on her lips.

Y/N was a dream – better than a dream because she did not fade – it was then unfortunate that he thought himself a nightmare; that while her presence brought delight and laughter, he brought depression and uncomfortable smiles.

It was unreasonable of him to flush hot with spite at watching a Nick approach Y/N. But he did. Nick tapped her shoulder and – when Y/N turned around – hauled her into a serious embrace. He held her flush against his chest. Ten seconds passed, a lot of time to be stood motionless. As she pulled back, Nick dragged her hand down Y/N’s arm, stopping to hold Y/N around the wrist after the two separated.

It was obvious, perhaps not to everyone, but certainly, to Yumi. Nick was not peering upon Y/N’s face with eyes of friendship but of desire, an amorous gaze which screamed that he was interested.

And Y/N did not look to be refusing.

Yumi’s throat tightened, and his mouth tasted of dirt. All the swallowed words he wished he had said, sat in his stomach like a stone. Earlier that evening, he had fussed over his hair; put thought into his clothes; worked and reworked conversation starters; made himself ill with nerves; all in preparation to impress a woman with a boyfriend. It was almost laughable.

There was a pinprick behind his eyes, and he looked down to blink hard. His shoulders fell, the corners of his mouth fell, his heart fell, and met the stone in his stomach. He left to refill his drink; he had to weave an odd path through the people to avoid sloshing drinks, drunk stumbles, and the occasional near elbow to the nose.

Yumi did not know what to do with himself; he wanted to leave – all he wanted to do was leave – but it was not an option. Leaving would mean questions and concerned looks, and though he was grateful for his friends at times, he knew he would go mad if even one of them asked him a single—

“You alright?” asked a familiar voice as a familiar hand landed on his shoulder. It was Nick. Yumi was so lost in thought he hadn’t noticed him - his forehead was wet with sweat.

Yumi shrugged. He was content with stopping the conversation there, but Nick’s hand on his shoulder squeezed him hard. Yumi looked up into blue eyes too insistent to let him go. He sighed, “I was looking to talk to Y/N, but looks like you got to her first..” he almost mumbled

Nick cast his eyes out in the vague direction Yumi had pointed. There was Y/N off in a somewhat secluded blue-lit corner now accompanied by Larry. Y/N was laughing; she brought her hand to her mouth as she calmed then dropped it as a new laugh bubbled up. Larry smiled and said something. Y/N nodded, and Larry left.

“Me and Y/n?” shouted Nick, almost laughing, “Y/N’s single, far as I can tell. Go talk to her, idiot”

Yumi curled his fingers a bit tighter around his cup despite the relief that washed over him. He brought it to his mouth and muttered something like, “I’m not—I don’t—after I’ve finished this drink.”

“You’ve finished.” Nick smacked the bottom of Yumi’s cup.

“Fuck!” Yumi jumped back as the drink flooded his mouth and splashed into his face; some even ran down his neck and onto the collar of his shirt. His eyes narrowed, and his lip curled into a snarl, “dude!”

Nick giggled. “Look how red you are!”

“Asshole.” Yumi turned and left with the final word, still clutching his then empty cup in his shaking hand, he again spotted Y/N.

She was stood alone on the outskirts of the makeshift dance floor. Though her feet were still, she swayed her hips a bit to the rhythm of the music. She held onto her signature closed-mouth smile as her eyes drifted around the room.

Anxious anticipation dissolved the jealous stone in Yumi’s stomach into something which bubbled and sloshed about. It felt a lot hotter than before, like there were ten times the people in the space. He walked towards Y/N; he thought he did not want to get ahead of himself and overthink too much as it might end up that there was nothing between them. But in that second, when her eyes first met his, he knew he would rather die than not give it his all.

“Hey.” Was all that fell out of his lips.

“Blake! I didn’t think you’d noticed me.” Y/N said, giggling. “I’m joking. I saw you looking at me earlier; what took you so long?”

“Just now got up the courage.”

She looked back at him with a soft smile and his heart skipped a beat. He had just spent the last hour building up the courage to ask her on a date.

It wasn’t long before Yumi got comfortable talking to her and was his usual self, talking about anything and everything he could think of - and when he’s drinking it’s not easy to shut him up.

Y/N smiled wide and caught Yumi’s hand in both of hers, “Want to dance?”

“I do, but it wouldn’t be attractive.”

“Come on, you got to!” She leaned closer to him. “Or I might think you’re no fun!”

“And what if I’m not?”

Y/N laughed. “Fuck off!”

And with that, she dragged him to the dance floor where they more so flung body parts around instead of dancing.

Yumi cleared his throat, “Hey, Y/n?"

"Yes, Blake?"

All of a sudden his heart spiked at the mention of his name, his voice hitched in his throat and he could only gaze into the girls eyes.

He leaned forwards, hovering over her and the urge to kiss her was overwhelmingly strong.

It seemed the whole room went quiet and it was just the two of them, until they were almost touching noses. His eye's widened and he looked down at her lips, giving her another moment to back away if she so wanted to, but she stayed. Any onlookers could've mistaken them for a statue - it seemed neither of them were breathing.

Y/n’s breath against his lips made his stomach do flips. Y/n decided he was without movement for too long, craving his lips against hers.

It was Y/n who leaned in and closed the space between them. Only pecking his lips first, just that much contact made him feel as if he could melt.

Her hands ran through the hair on the back of his neck, using that to her advantage and pushing his head into her, kissing him more passionately. And after what felt like forever, but all too short, she pulled away for air, gazing into each other eyes.

The hand on his neck pulled him close and Y/n kissed him again, this time softly and much to his dismay, shorter

This was all he’d been hoping for since he’d seen her and he hoped it wasn’t the end.

Their eyes met, Y/n’s eyes hinted how desperate she was to get her lips back onto his, “Your room..” She panted, tilting her head up the stairs

His eyes widened - he wasn’t expecting to go from first kiss to sleeping together.

He didn’t hesitate to drag her up the stairs behind him, lips reattaching as soon as possible.

Fingertips pressed into her skin letting his blunt nails make crescent marks, his lips attached at her neck, rushed and desperate.

When he got her laid down, it felt as if his bed was on fire, the heat engulfing their own in sleepless kisses, in hands that were uncertain and fixated on her.

She can’t help but run her fingers through his unruly curls, never getting enough of its softness.

She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him close, kissing him.

He fell on top of her, groaning slightly as she bit his lip. He removed his lips from hers and held her waist moving them upwards onto the bed.

Her head hit the soft pillows, Yumi straddling her thighs as he pulled his sweatshirt over his head, revealing his bare skin.

She sat up next, pulling her shirt over her head and throwing it somewhere in the room. Yumi pushed her back into the mattress gently. He kissed down her chest, kissing all the exposed skin available to him. He moved a hand to her back, looking into her eyes as if asking for consent. She nodded, as he slipped open her bra and tossed it. His eyes wandered all over her exposed chest, his eyes turned almost black with lust as the pupils expanded to a much bigger size.

He sucked on one of her breasts, his hand gently massaging the other. She whimpered under him, tugging on his hair roughly as his hands slowly moved to her waistband, feeling a shiver from the the girl. His hand made it's way down to her core and inserted a finger with utter care. She shut her eyes, feeling pleasure take over her body. He moved to kiss her while pushing another finger and speeding his fingers inside, stretching her out perfectly. She whimpered, feeling a knot in her lower abdomen. She clenched around him, but to her surprise, Yumi immediately removed his fingers.

She whined from the loss of pleasure, earning a light laugh. Yumi leaned over to the bedside table and pulled out a condom, rolling it down his length and lined himself up with her core.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked

"Yes. yes, Blake, please move-", she blurted out.

He moved slow at first letting her adjust to his size. She moaned loudly, his tip already hitting her spot. He thirsted his hips, speeding up slightly and holding her in place by her hips. Her back arched and toes curled as he hit the right spots at the right pace. His cock went deeper, making her see stars. His breathing got erratic as invisible aphrodisiac filled the room. Bed creaking and hitting the wall. No space left between the both of them. Not having a care of the world, both of them felt themselves at the edge of pleasure, his movements never faltering as he released into the condom, continuing to chase her release. Her vision went white with euphoric pleasure, as she clenched tightly around him making him groan.

She opened her eyes to meet Yumi’s loving, adoration filled gaze. She smiled as he bent forward to give her a sweet and delicate kiss.

It would be difficult to explain just how Yumi came to be at the right place at the right time and with the right amount of courage to kindle that spark with Y/N.

He thought it could have – must have – been miraculously good luck.

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[writingduhh]

omg imagine isaac throwing u over his shoulder and carrying u around when u dont feel like moving 😆😆😆

Yesss love it! Hope you enjoy!

IsaacWhy || Lazy Lifts

It was one of those lazy Sundays in the small, sunlit apartment where you and Isaac shared many laughs and cozy afternoons. The curtains fluttered gently as a breeze swept through, carrying the scent of blooming flowers from the small garden below their window.

As you lounged on the couch, scrolling endlessly through your phone, Isaac walked into the room, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Hey, what's up?" he asked, sitting down beside you. You just shrugged, not really in the mood to articulate the tiredness that seemed to cling to your body

He spoke up yet again

"Hey, lazy bones," Isaac teased, poking your side gently. "How about we go get some ice cream? My treat."

You only responded with a muffled groan, burrowing deeper into the cushions. "Too tired to move," you murmured, barely audible.

"Oh, is that so?" Isaac chuckled, "Well, I guess I'll just have to carry you there, won’t I?"

Before you could protest, Isaac scooped them up in one swift motion, slinging them over his shoulder like they were as light as a feather. You yelped in surprise, then started laughing, the sound bright and clear. "Isaac! Put me down!"

"Today, you're on Isaac Express," he declared proudly, starting to make his way out the front door with you slung over his shoulder. “Our first stop, the ice cream parlor!”

Without another word, Isaac gently set you in the passenger seat, then slid behind the wheel himself, driving off towards your favorite ice cream shop.

Upon arrival, Isaac offered you a piggyback ride from the car to the shop, aware of your fatigue. Once inside, he gently set you down, and together you mulled over the array of flavors. You opted for a scoop of your favorite, while Isaac selected his go-to choice, mint chocolate chip.

With ice cream in hand, you strolled back to the car, Isaac's arm warmly wrapped around your shoulders. You leaned your head against him.

"Thanks for the lift, Isaac."

"Anytime," he replied, kissing the top of their head. "Anytime."

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[dezznuggz]

LTLVC WINS $50,000

The groupchat × reader insert

~This will basically be about LTLVC YouTube vid part 4 and how the reader reacts to each groupchat member's elimination.

•(DO NOT READ IF U HAVE NOT SEEN THE VID YET, THERE WILL BE SPOILERS!) There will be use of y/n, reader will go by she/her(sorry) this is my first time so tell me if anything's wrong and pls give me requests. Don't be a silent reader and plz give request...enjoy

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NICK'S ELIMINATION:

We are about a million hours into the challenge and everyone is doing good so far, or that's atleast what they're trying to show. I'm also trying to act off as if I'm not tired by moving around and talking alot. Right now I'm currently eating hot fries while swinging from side to side in my chair. We just finished doing lights off and during lights off I felt like I was losing it mostly when tanner danced as a floating shirt and having nick get mad at us for not being able to be quiet for 5 mins (I was the main person being loud)

"tanner are u still there?" Isaac asks since tanners been quiet, "yea I'm still here, I'm watching the Simpsons look!" Tanner says as he shows us his phone where he was literally watching the Simpsons on Twitter. "Nick?" Isaac moves on to asking Nick since he looks a little too asleep. "Mmm" nick responds to Isaac since he's too sleepy to even respond correctly. "Bro ur barely awake" Isaac tells Nick since he can practically see Nick having on from just a thread, "no I'm just keeping my eyes closed, I'm listening to y'all's conversation.." nick says with his eyes still closed, "bro your actually kidding there's no way your getting sleepy this early its ridiculous" I say to nick cause honestly it is outrageous, "im not sleepy im just bored since im sitting here doing nothing and im fucking cold!" Nick says slightly irritated for being accused of sleeping.

A little bit of time goes by, I'm watching YouTube videos to keep myself entertained, everyone else is talking to each other about God knows what then grunk makes a statement on how Nick looks like Eminem so I take a look at my discord and see Nick with his head down with his hood on. Everyone starts making comments on how he's asleep, then we all turn silent and start whispering to see if Nick responds then suddenly we hear him snoring and all of us practically freak out quietly. "Nick if you don't respond in 10 seconds then I'll remove you for falling asleep first 4 times in a row" Isaac says while whispering. "This is embarrassing" I say very quietly.

10.9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2.1.0...

Isaac then removes nick from the call and all of us were honestly shocked for Nick to fall asleep and get eliminated that early. "Did anyone's else's heart rate like start going up cause mine did" Larry says equally as shocked as everyone, "dude there's actually no way he got out this early, he actually wanted to stay for a long time bro I feel bad" I say since Nick was talking non stop how this year was his year. "That's a new record" tanner says while laughing, "Isaac you have to make the tweet, one down" Larry tells Isaac with tanner still laughing in the back. "He really didn't want to get out yet" yumi says while still shocked, "yea he didn't even get to play lethal company with us" yumi says. Then Larry and Yumi start acting like Nick when he said he wasn't asleep. "He's going to be so mad" I say already knowing how Nick is, "he's probably still asleep bro" grunk says. Nick then joins the call again seeming a little more awake, "hey man wassup" grunk says to nick, then Nick starts talking about how he just had his head down. "Dude you were just sleeping and snoring away" I say and tanner laughs, "you did this to yourself, why'd you do this to yourself, you chose the most comfortable position to sleep in". "You get in the most coziest spots". "Why do you get in the most coziest spots like come on", me, tanner, and grunk start shaming on Nick for practically self sabotaging himself. Nick then says his final goodbyes before leaving the call to sleep while we still have to stay for $50,000.

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GRUNK'S ELIMINATION:

I don't even know how long we've been awake and I don't even remember how long ago yesterday was. After Nick left we had some surprising guests like Santa (who said I was on the naughty list for always being loud and screaming at the boys), and Nick also joined back to the call for a little bit, which we terrorized him for eating almost a dozen donuts. We are doing lights off right now and Larry has a special challenge for us called the black market challenge that he had planned since last year. For the black market challenge we had to listen to men whimpering for SIX WHOLE MINUTES. "That was like cross my heart and hope to die send me to hell now God challenge!" Yumi says after being fully annoyed by the whimper audio, "I'm never participating in the black market challenge ever again" I say after being traumatized, "I'm not gonna lie but that did not feel like 6 minutes, that felt like an hour" tanner says while laughing.

"well I'm going to bed dude, I have to prepare for exams tomorrow" grunk says while sounding sleepy and also a little bit sad. "That's a very mature thing to do grunk, I'm proud of you" I say so grunk doesn't feel fully disappointed in himself for giving up on $50k. Larry then makes a statement on how grunk was a good soldier while Yumi flashbangs himself multiple times while smiling like an insane person. Grunk then explains how he knew he wouldn't have been able to win after hearing Yumi being fully committed to the challenge. "You know what this as a message for everyone to never let a last to leave vc ruin your college" everyone laughs at what I said. "Yes, yes I know but next year imma clear my schedule" grunk says. Everyone says their goodbyes to grunk as he fist bumps his camera and leaves.

"this call looks empty dude" Yumi says as now seeing how far he came, "I'm watching AI Santa clause" tanner says out of the blue "what???" I say while laughing. "Dude I feel bad, ISAAC WHAT THE HELL!" I scream at Isaac, "what did I do?!!" Isaac replies back confused, "I don't know I just need to argue to keep me awake" I say while talking in a much lower and calmer way. "Now I see why you got put on the naughty list" yumi says, I then look at the camera shocked and jokingly hurt, "alright you know what then I'm gonna leave the call" I say while closing my eyes to make it more believable that I'm going to quit, "NO ACTUALLY DONT!" Yumi screams at me to "wake" me up, "yeah that's what I thought keep that same energy" I say and I go back to my phone while Isaac laughs.

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TANNER'S ELIMINATION:

I didn't even bother to keep track of time anymore, at this point I'm army crawling my way to stay awake. Yumi is talking to me but I'm mostly responding to him in a mumbling way or in a short way. Larry takes notice that I'm getting sleepy so he also starts talking to me while trying to make me laugh but as Larry tries talking to me, Yumi ends up being the one responding to Larry while I just zone out and contemplate life. I soon see tanner walk off somewhere to the right but I don't think much of it cause of all people, he's the main one that keeps moving around. "y/n, you good?" Isaac asks me as he sees me being quiet, "I'm straight, I'm Gucci, I'm pure, I'm at my finest right now, if you ask me how good I am right now id tell you I'm good" I say rambling and mumbling on words, "what?!?!" Larry says while laughing at how drained I am right now. "Y/n you can not fall asleep right now! I'm not ready! I'm not there yet!" Yumi yells at me knowing that if I fall asleep then he's gonna want to leave the call. "Woah who said I was falling asleep, did u not just hear how fucking fresh I am right now" I say no longer mumbling, "where's tanner?" Isaac asks, "I think he went to the bathroom I don't know" Larry answers Isaac's question and we continue talking about how Isaac's dad was practically giving us a little nap break, "no cause I remember when I got eliminated the first time, I was going to play it off as a joke" Larry says while trying to keep himself awake, "dude I remember that, I felt so bad but it was so funny" I say while laughing a little. "It's like when you're in class and your feet fall" Yumi says as he acts as if he fell over but got woken up in class, "exactly like that then you gotta check to see what everyone else is doing and they're all reading" I say while laughing starting to get a little more energized. "Is tanner still in the bathroom?" Isaac asks but no one really answers him but instead Yumi makes a new conversation about his PC being bipolar or something.

We then all hear a phone ring and we go quiet, "who are you calling?" I asked the question that Larry and Yumi wanted to ask, "are y'all 100% sure that tanners in the bathroom?" Isaac asks while being a little bit suspicious. "I heard him say he was going to the bathroom". "I didn't hear him say he was going to the bathroom" Yumi and Larry say almost at the same time, "when tanner says he's going to the bathroom, we don't know" laughing a little Knowing that tanner would do something dumb like that. "Imma head downstairs to get a bowl of cereal, you want me to check in tanners room?" I ask Isaac, "yea can you do that please thank you" Isaac responds to me and I head out of my room. I walk into tanners room and although it's dark I can still see the big dark figure laying on tanners bed that so happens to be tanner himself, I let out a quiet giggle and I walk over to his PC. I bring his mic close to my mouth "he's laying on his bed playing angry birds" I say very quietly and I let out a breathy laugh, I then go to tanners bed and I take a picture, after the picture I take his phone and show Yumi and tanner that I have his phone, "he's knocked out cold, he's dead asleep, he's out dude" I say before having tanner leave the call.

I got my bowl of cereal and I walked back into my room to still hear Yumi, Larry, and Isaac talking about tanners elimination, "wait y/n did you take a picture?" Isaac asks me, "oh yeah let me send it to y'all" I say while laughing a little while still remembering how tanner looked while asleep. "No yea I walk in there and he's fucking asleep, I didn't get a good picture of it tho but he only has 2 stars on every level" I say to the people that are still left in the call, "wait what I thought you get 3 stars automatically if you complete the level" Yumi says a little shocked on how much of a noob tanner is at angry birds. "Alright new challenge y/n, we listen to lullaby music while watching the herds till we fall asleep" Larry says while chuckling, "we get tucked in, a binky, and a warm glass of milk" Yumi butts in, "alright I'm down" I say while being sleep deprived.

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LARRY'S ELIMINATION:

I'm already sleep deprived and at this point I'm finding everything funny for some reason and it doesn't make it better when Yumi won't stop talking about something dumb. "What's up with my lighting? What are you talking about? Are you jealous? Are you jealous cause you're poor? Oh you're not gonna get the 50k to help you buy it cause you're poor and you're gonna just stay poor" Yumi rambling to Larry about his lighting and I keep just keeping laughing at absolutely nothing, "oh yeah well you're so rich-" Larry cuts himself off from laughing, "y/n what are you laughing about?!!?" Larry asks while also laughing at me laughing about nothing. "Dude they're both at their breaking point" Isaac says while watching both Larry and I laugh non stop, "they're both losing it" Yumi adds on to what Isaac said.

Isaac then starts asking me why girls like thongs, "dude i don't know I haven't worn those in like ages" I say while calming down from laughing, "she hasn't worn a thong since 100 B.C" Larry says while laughing which caused me to laugh again. "No dude they just feel it different then what we feel" Yumi says but then quickly adds on how Isaac is gay for even thinking that, "no for real tho I think it has something to do with preventing less sweat and not to show our pantie lines" I say while still laughing a little, "oh no yea that too, girls don't like to show their pantie lines, yea I said that" Yumi says..."You did not say anything close to that" Isaac says. Isaac and Yumi start talking about whatever and I just kept zoning out to the point that I was falling asleep so I sat up straight and tried butting into their conversation to hopefully wake me up. "Isaac wake Larry up right now. There's no way he's sleeping, start the count down dude wake him up" Yumi says to Isaac while Isaac tries asking Larry what cuervo meant and he got no response. "No Larry better not be asleep I swear to god-" I say but got cut off by Isaac "wait wait okay 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1,0" Isaac counts down in a very unenthusiastic way. "KICK HIM! KICK HIM NOW!" Yumi yells at Isaac, who still gave Larry more time to wake up just in case he was trolling, "No dude they got Larry" I say fake crying as if he died. Larry then joins back after Yumi finishes his little celebration for being apart of the last 2, "dude what the fuck happened" I say to Larry, "no here's the thing- oh my God my heart is fucking beating fast!" Larry says and then he explains how him getting eliminated felt unreal and that he's not gonna be a sore loser about it which caused Yumi to compliment Larry for being a good teammate. "Bye Larry cheer for me in your dreams, imma win this for you" I say to Larry before Larry jokingly blows a girly kiss and wave at his camera then leaving.

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THE FINAL 2:

It was just me, Yumi, and Isaac and we were both over it. My strategy simply didn't work but instead back fired at me. I was supposed to talk and argue with everyone so I can stay awake but instead I ended up zoning out almost halfway through which caused me to become even sleepier. "Isaac if you paid me $5000 right now, I'll leave" I say as I'm trying to leave the call with atleast a little bit of money, "no absolutely not" Isaac says while being completely over everything going on, "okay how about $5,000.50¢?" I say still trying to leave the call with just a little bit of money, "ooo you know what that's a good deal I would take it" Yumi agrees with me, "what no, you guys do realize that I have to give the winner 50k while also paying the loser 5k?" Isaac says trying to reason with me and Yumi but we still don't seem to get it and Isaac just gets frustrated.

"on the scale from 1-10 how sleepy are you Yumi?" Isaac asks Yumi so that he too can stay awake, "I would say, I would say, I would say, I don't know, id probably say-". "DUDE WHATS YOUR SCALE AT RIGHT NOW??!!" I scream at Yumi cause him not comprehending is causing me to not comprehend either. "I don't know id say I'm in another planet but I'm not sleepy, like I'm in another planet that higher and better than y'all's planet" Yumi says and it goes silent, "...imma be honest with you, for someone that says they on another planet, you don't look like you're on another planet right now?" I say while laughing a little which caused Yumi to laugh, "no cause y/n laughs at her own jokes" Yumi says while laughing, "honestly if y/n could date herself she would, wouldn't you y/n?" Isaac asks "if I could fuck myself I would trust me" I say without a single thought in my brain and all Isaac and Yumi did was laugh.

"okay one of y'all has to be on the verge to quit and I'm taking a bet that it's y/n" Isaac says in hopes of riling y/n up so she can stay awake, "how'd you know, Isaac's so smart, you're a smart guy Isaac" I say in a sarcastic tone cause I am on the verge of quiting, "Isaac you know y/n got invited to a Christmas party yesterday" Yumi says since isaac conversation plan didn't work out, "YEAHHHHHH" i say in a very cheer tone, "you're going for the food aren't you?" Isaac says, "yeah" I say back to my calm self while looking at my phone and Yumi laughs.

I'm looking at my phone and my mouth literally hangs open and my head starts feeling like 50 pounds so I nod off for a little bit since Yumi and Isaac are talking so a couple seconds of sleep wouldn't hurt. I feel relaxed, I feel better, I feel fresh, I feel happy, I feel...wait...why's everything quiet? I open my eyes to see my PC on the general chat and my heart completely falls to my ass. I panic and I see that Isaac and Yumi are still in the call so I quickly join. "Y/N WHAT HAPPENED?!!??" Isaac screams in my ear and I'm still shocked like I don't even know what's going on, "dude I swear I wasn't even asleep!" I say as I have a shocked face the whole time and no longer feeling sleepy, "I was actually rooting for you y/n, I'm so disappointed" Isaac says while Yumi cheers and laughs. "IM JUST AS SHOCKED AS YOU ISAAC WHAT THE FUCKKK" I say also disappointed in myself cause I came so far and I never won any of the LTLVC, I thought this year was also going to be my year. Yumi and I have calmed down but Yumi is still chatty and hyped up at the fact that he won $50,000, "Isaac...am I still gonna get the $5,000.50¢?" I ask politely, "no get the fuck out the call, congrats on winning Yumi, imma go to sleep leave me alone" Isaac says as he disconnects me and Yumi and I headed to sleep Knowing that I could've won half a million.

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[isaacswhy]

surprise

softwilly x gn!reader (sfw) summary: nick comes home a day early from his business trip and surprises you. a little bit of "missing my bf" angst requested?: no

Life without the boys around the house was hard. It was a planned thing, so you knew well in advance, but it still sucked one way or another. You lived with Nick, your boyfriend, and his content creator friends in their group house in Austin. It was a hard adjustment from when you moved with Nick from his hometown in New Jersey, but a welcome one. You got to become close friends with each and every member of the household, loving your new roommates.

However, they'd leave about once a month. Conventions, sponsored trips, or just business calls that required them all to fly out across the country. No matter what it was, you were always left alone in that big house. You didn't mind the peace and quiet, but you truly just missed the comfort and company all the boys gave you, especially Nick.

They were out for a week, this time. In Los Angeles, a brand needed them to come out and do a business meeting to coordinate a new sponsorship. It was nothing new to you. Nick told you two weeks ahead of time, and when it came down to them driving out to the airport, you wistfully waved your goodbyes.

The week was spent inside, mostly. You had a computer in the guest room you'd play games on most of the day, stopping to use their little home gym setup in the garage for a brief workout, then you'd retire to Nick's room and sleep in his bed, in his clothes. It was the most you could do to not break down at the concept of him not being around.

Luckily, the air conditioning was just fixed, so you barely escaped the June heat. It beat down on the house hard, and was one of the main reasons you never escaped it. Only occasionally would you leave the house to go pick up food, a coffee, or maybe a trip to the swimming pool. Other than that, the house was your refuge.

By day six, you were worn down. It was hard to stay focused on any individual task and you found yourself laying in Nick's bed on your phone for hours in the morning. The hoodie you wore was losing Nick's smell, but you couldn't be bothered to change. It took a lot out of you even to take a shower the night before, but you managed it.

By the early afternoon you just sat on the couch in the living room catching up on an anime Nick had told you about. Things felt excessively dull and you could tune out your worries with a show in the background. The clock was about to strike four when suddenly, you heard keys in the door.

You whipped around to see the doorknob turning, the door opening as you tried to scramble to your feet. An intruder? A house of this size could merit it, but they had the key. All your questions melted away as soon as you watched a familiar man step inside.

Black hair, slightly grown out, in a tank top with a tattoo up his arm. Pierced ears and a big smile on his face as soon as he saw you. Nick. You flew into his arms.

"What the hell are you doing here?" You said, laughing out of sheer amazement.

"I came home a day early to see you!" Nick giddily responded, hugging you back tightly.

"Why? Don't you have to do a photo shoot today?" You broke from the hug and met his eyes.

Nick shrugged. "I stayed late yesterday to do the photos so I could fly out early. Are you watching Demon Slayer?"

You nodded. "Of course I am. You told me to watch it, right?"

"Yes the hell I did. Want me to order some food and get you caught up?"

"This is why I love you, Nick. Yes, a thousand times yes." You smiled and pressed a kiss to his lips.

You walked back to your blanket on the couch, slipping under it as your boyfriend pulled out his phone and ordered some food on DoorDash. He asked you what you wanted, and worked around your vague indecision. It wasn't long before he slipped on the other side of the couch with a blanket of his own, resuming your show. Of course, Nick had to make a few comments on where you were in the show and the things "you'd like".

Your food arrived not long after and the two of you spent the rest of the day watching shows. You were finally caught up, so you were satisfied with that day's work. Nick had to pull you up from the couch, walking together back to his room.

The two of you spent about an hour laying on Nick's bed catching up about the last week. He informed you the flight back to Austin would be around ten in the morning for the rest of the group, so you wouldn't see them until around one or two at the earliest, with the complications of airports and flight times.

Sleep came easy in Nick's arms that night. You yearned for his embrace for almost an entire week, and it coming early couldn't have made for a better night's sleep. You could die happy. You could spend all your days like that, in his arms and protected from the rest of the world. He was your everything.

The next day, you woke up cold. Nick wasn't next to you, and you frowned at the idea that he was gone. You were then greeted by another pleasant surprise of pancakes as you walked into the kitchen, your boyfriend giving you a wide grin, proud of his work. They were delicious.

It was a morning of shows, watching YouTube videos, and waiting for your roommates to arrive. It didn't take long for them to, around 2:25 they blundered into the house with carry-on bags galore. You assisted a few of them getting their things situated in their rooms, while Nick handled the few you didn't.

You carried Isaac's bag into his room, the last of the bunch you'd have to worry about. He had a suitcase in hand, but it didn't phase him. He was far too big and strong, for your standards.

"You didn't have to carry that," Isaac mentioned on your way to his room.

"Then why'd you ask me to?" Your eyebrows furrowed, "If you're so strong that you didn't need my help."

"The strong part is true, I'll give you that, but I thought I'd get a second away to talk."

"Oh. What is it?"

"Nick, he flew out early to see you." Isaac pursed his lips, clearly considering what his next words would hold. "I've never seen him so.. head over heels for someone, I guess. I've known him for years, and in the year you've been together, I've never seen him happier. Leaving us early to go be with you just solidified that fact in my head."

This shouldn't have shocked you, realistically, but it did. You'd known Nick for three years, but being with him blinded you to how he'd changed over the last year. To Isaac, he was outside looking in.

"Thanks for telling me that. I'd never thought about it in that way, I guess. I love him a lot. He does so much for me. Never in a million years did I think I'd be dating the guy I had a fat crush on in high school, living in a mansion in Texas." You explained.

"He truly loves you, too. He'd go to the ends of the earth for you, if it meant being together another five minutes, I'd say. Thanks for making my best friend happy, man."

You hugged Isaac briefly. "No problem. Anytime."

#softwilly x reader #the group chat x reader #tgc x reader #the group x reader #softwilly #isaacwhy #yumimain #yumi #larry croft #bigt #grunk #tgc #the group chat

[yourmomsaplant]

what i think the group chat would be if they were pokémon

this idea came into my head and i thought it would be good to kick off my headcanons/fic content on this blog.

tanner- squirtle/blastoise line but specifically the episode of where the squirtle squad is a thing and has cool sunglasses. literally the reason i made this headcanon list

grunk- i knew i wanted grunk to be a fairy type that has sunshine spongebob energy. i think dedenne suits them well for that reason. also is electric type to match his energy

isaac- i know that isaac’s whole persona is a penguin, BUT i don’t feel like the piplup line or eiscue would work for him. my pick for him is staraptor, i feel like that encapsulates his personality more

nick/softwilly- i knew nick need to be a fighting type because of his love for the gym, so i chose machamp. (this might be my own bias because i have a machamp in pokémon go that is a literal sweetheart and i feel like it can show nick’s soft and tough sides)

larry- larry has to be something that exudes baby girl energy. i chose lucario, not only because of the mass amount of simps it has for it (for some reason) but also because lucario is a short king.

blake/yumi- i knew yumi had to be a dark type from how unhinged he is. i think a good fit for him is houndoom, not only is it a dark type, it is also fire and that represents how yumi spits fire on his rap tracks (god i’m cringe). 

anyway i hope you enjoyed :)

#the groupchat podcast #the group chat #the group chat x reader #isaacwhy #softwilly #grunk #bigt #larrycroft #yumi

[greg-montgomery]

bau groupchat with Jack stealing your phone and answering all the questions about you and hotch (and the fact that you're together rn 🤭)

bonus blurb

#aaron hotchner x reader #hotch x reader #hotch 🪐 #ask #brit ☁️ #bau group chat

[alastrrz]

headcannons for getting drunk with tgc?

like how high their tolerance to alcohol is,

what they usually have,

and stuff similar?

ignore my 'ideas' if you dont wanna do them <3

🫧 anon

absolutely!! i love making hcs like this (i also won't be including larry bc he isn't of legal age to drink :P)

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 drunk ; tgc boys

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genre/type: fluff/humor, headcanons

read below!

ISAAC;

absolute unbeatable tolerance. insane tolerance. dude can take 6 shots of everclear and still walk a straight line.

you've only seen isaac blackout ONCE, and it was complete accident. you hadn't seen isaac drinking that much, but he was actually borderline drunk. he asked you in a pretty sober sounding voice, "how many drinks have i had? should i stop?" you say, "i've only seen you take like 2 shots. drink some more!"

horrible move. he blacked out and also woke up with the world's worst hangover.

ever since then though, his tolerance, like i said, is rock solid.

he likes the classic drinks, so i'd say he likes a good screwdriver.

super clingy and COCKY when he's drunk.

drowning you in kisses and hugs, and he goes, "babe, i'm soooo hot. i'm soooo hot and sexy.."

"sure you are."

your two options are to kill his ego or boost it, but it kills you too much to deflate his ego.

"how cocky was i last night?"

"yeah."

TANNER;

moderately normal tolerance, maybe a TINY bit lower than the average person in their mid-20's.

like, if we're measuring in shots of vodka again, like 4 1/2 shots he'd be gone. not black out gone, but "i'm gonna talk about every celebrity i could probably pull" gone.

he's such a YAPPER when he's drunk dude.

will probably do the trend of writing fake band names to try and make you laugh

he's dancing around to loud ass music in the kitchen, invites you to dance with him, he immediately starts shoving himself against you

he won't shut up about how much he loves you

he's definitely got his head in your lap and he's making you play with his hair and listen to him talk

however you have to stop him talking at a certain point, because he'll just start having a crisis and making himself sad.

he's never blacked out, but he has terrible hangovers.

favorite drink? he strikes me as a daiquiri kinda guy. he'd love them.

but if it's more casual drinking at home, he's happy with some soju.

NICK;

literally AVERAGE tolerance.

about 2-3 shots of vodka has him tipsy, 4-6 has him drunk, and don't give him more than 8, he might start drunkenly making an album.

he's not a clear liquor guy, he prefers browns like brandy or scotch.

there is almost ALWAYS a bottle of whiskey in the fridge for nick, he never runs out.

he drinks regularly, but he doesn't HEAVILY drink on those nights.

he's super sleepy when he's drunk. he could literally fall asleep anywhere if given the opportunity

he could be laying on the floor to "stretch his back" he's asleep 10 minutes later

you have to carry this dude to bed (and if you can't do it alone, isaac helps you)

like i said he prefers drinking brown liquors, so i think he'd maybe like a tequila sunrise or just straight whiskey

BLAKE;

"i have a ROCK SOLID tolerance!" dead in 3 shots. don't listen to him lie to you

every time you and the guys go out for dinner at like chilis or something, blake orders a margarita and everyone sighs in unison

the margarita gets him on the verge of drunk. just a little past tipsy.

he can HARDLY casually drink with anyone because his tolerance is just THAT bad

you constantly pick at him for it but he's just accepted it at this point

he's so SILLY when he's drunk man

cracking jokes that do NOT land at all and are not funny unless he's talking to a bunch of drunk people

"so the.. uh.. what? yeah.. uh.."

he suddenly forgets english

he can barely formulate a SINGLE sentence and he's basically speaking in mumbles

he's like speaking in fancy or speaking in riddles like a troll under the bridge or some shit

you have to baby him while he's drunk or he won't know what the hell is going on

i think he honestly.. just likes whatever he can get his hands on.

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[cherryyan49]

peace of mind

an isaacwhy fic

she/her prns, uses of [name]

a/n: hi again!! no one told me that I would be wracking my brain to write for the past two weeks >:( I had so many drafts but I liked this one more <3 I'm still getting used to this, and I'd like to thank you for being patient with me :] anyway here's isaac being another simp but being in major denial

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2:27 am

The light green numbers blinked on the black console of Isaac's car. His brain was full, yet the girl he's been stuck on is sitting in the passenger side of his car. Isaac wanted to get out of the house, away from the sudden uproar of talking and screaming of his friends. He couldn't think straight, but it's not like he has been for the past few weeks anyway. Isaac’s been going back n forth between himself and his feelings with one of his best friends. It was nothing serious per say, rather him wanting to claw his brain out for even thinking of you longer than intended. He hated the way you made him smile, or the way you'd look at him, or the way your hands would accidentally glide over his ever so slightly—shit. He didn't hate it, he actually really, really liked it, but he'd never admit that.

Isaac had messaged [name] if she'd like to accompany him for a drive and possibly a gas station run to put his mind at ease; he just needed out. Which led him here, with you, in his car, still parked in your apartment parking garage.

"So, where are we going," she broke the thick silence within the car, looking at him excitedly.

Isaac broke a smile, "Not sure, but if you have an idea in mind that's open at this hour, feel free to tell me." 

"You're not kidnapping me are you?" you questioned as your face dropped serious, as a joke.

"Maybe–Anyway let's go baby," he replied very quickly as he reversed out of the garage. Isaac felt himself slip and call you certain names he swore he'd only call the guys. He feared that you'd be uncomfortable, or if he continued calling you that, he'd fall for you more than he's willing to let himself. But that wasn't always the case, [name] just giggled and rolled her eyes. She couldn't be bothered by the pet names as she found it normal, though they did cause her brain to be stuck on replay.

Faint music vibrated from his car speakers, as [name] was going on about her day to Isaac. Her words were soft spoken as they shared occasional glances and laughs. Isaac felt himself ease up with you here next to him, and it frightened him again. His thoughts ached with confusion, but when she was next to him, it all mushed and melted away. He hated it, he wanted to hate it so badly. But her voice just pulled him in, 

"We're going to the corner store right? I want a snack," she said while watching the lit up street lamps go by. 

"Nah, we're going back to my place," he teased at her, smiling proudly. 

"Okay bitch ass," she playfully replied, rolling her eyes at his statement.

Isaac chuckled, "Oh you love me darling", he teased once more.

[Name] felt her cheeks flush, "Shut up I do not." 

"Oh but you do," Isaac's brow raised as he pulled into the parking lot of the store. 

"So what if I do?" she replied sheepishly, as she looked at the familiar neon signs presented in front of her. 

Isaac's heart stopped, and he could have sworn [name] could hear his thoughts. She giggled, smirking as she got out of his car leaving Isaac to his thoughts. Was that a joke? Was she being serious? She loves me the same way as I love her right? As friends… right? His mind was loud. Too loud. Isaac squeezed his eyes shut, breathing in deeply before getting out of the car.

"Go grab what you want," Isaac told the girl, but was given a look in response, "– or I'll come with you." You smiled and started grabbing a few things with him.

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After settling back in the car, Isaac went to turn the music up, not noticing your hand was already on the dial. His hand grazed over yours, and his eyes grew wide. [Name] looked at him, concerned she had done something wrong, but instead pushed that feeling out when he held eye contact with her.

"Sorry, I didn't realize your hand was already there," he apologized, moving his hand away rather quickly.

She didn't say anything, but just continued to stare at him. She was trying so hard to read him, because she knew something was up. But he wasn't budging, at least she couldn't tell? Her eyebrows furrowed together briefly, but dissipated when she shook her head.

"No no it's okay, I thought you were about to stop me from trying to vibe," she finally said.

"I would never, just make sure the music is good," he scrunched his face in a teasingly manner.

"Mhm, mkay," you said as you playfully swayed your head to the music as Isaac began driving to who knows where.

Isaac softly smiled at you and your actions. He could get used to this as much as he denies it. There was just something about you that he couldn't quite place his finger on. Why were you, of all people, so intriguing when you're supposed to be one of his best friends? Sure you've bantered and messed around, but it wasn't like this. Normally when he likes a girl, he'd be straight up, overly confident and would do everything in his will power to win her over, but you? He'd rather be found dead than to admit he's infatuated with you. He doesn't like to face the fact that you have some lingering effect on him, like a drug that he never wants to run out of.

He drove around the city, listening to the soft hums from you. He enjoyed every single second of it, despite convincing himself he didn't. He couldn't bring himself to hate her no matter what he did. Isaac enjoyed the silence, but it felt suffocating, almost like he had to speak.

"Can you open my gummy worms, baby?" Isaac asked, glancing at you and the road briefly, not noticing his slip up.

"Yeah sure, am I supposed to feed you too?" she giggled, very much enjoying the names used by the latter.

Isaac rolled his eyes playfully, silently thanking you for not getting onto him over how odd he was acting. He gladly accepted the sour candies as you 'sneakily' ate some.

“Hey you fucker you have your own snacks,” he laughed while pulling into an empty parking lot.

[Name] giggled as she continued to banter with him. The two of you were through the roof with laughter as you sat comfortable in each other’s presence. You couldn’t help but notice the lingering glances Isaac drew towards you, making you smile to yourself. He would smile at every single thing you said, as if you were a Greek goddess whose life mission was to make guys swoon. And it worked,  fuck did it work.

Isaac’s head grew quiet, his thoughts from just a few hours ago, dissipating as he watched you ramble on about something. He finally felt peace of mind and he was okay with it. It wasn’t like he was confessing to you or anything. He just felt safe.

Isaac reached and brushed his fingers over [name's] hand subconsciously taking it into his as he continued to listen to her. He completely disregarded the actions from before over the console, and played with her fingers, brushing against the nail polish on her fingertips. The words 'darling' and 'baby' are still rolling off of his tongue, when replying to you. He could not stop himself, no matter how hard he tried, the names rolled off his tongue so naturally and so utterly fitting. Isaac wasn't aware that all it took was one long stare and conversation to make him realize, shit, maybe this isn't so bad.

[Name's] face was flushed again as she broke the invisible thin ice between the two,

"Bros in love with me," she started, "I'm not complaining at all, but I'm starting to think you're actually in love with me, you're just in denial."

Isaac was stunned. His breath hitched, and he thought he passed out briefly. The girl, who has been playing tug of war with his mind, proclaimed he was in love with her. Isaac sat there for a moment, basking in the fact that he's been…caught? [Name] squeezed his hands lightly and messed with the silver rings that laid on his fingers. Her heart raced as quickly as his, hoping she did not just ruin everything over a silly comment.

Isaac stared at her, wide eyed with his mouth agape. Words tried to slip out, but all that was coherent were, "What? Me?..... Me??" along with nervous giggling. The gears in his head turned as he shut his eyes to start over.

"I was–um, I was just kidding. We could move on if you'd like, it's not serious or anything," you spoke for him, stumbling over your words as you tried to prevent the situation from arising out of awkwardness. But Isaac just breathily laughed,

"Yeah, yeah sure, that's fine. Whatever makes you most comfortable."

"Oh don't be like that, Isaac," she flashed an apologetic smile.

Oh, but he will. Isaac didn't know whether to be relieved or upset at the fact that she dropped the question as if nothing happened. He knew that you probably just said that to put himself at ease but it was still bothersome.

Isaac rolled his eyes softly, trying to redirect the conversation to be more light hearted. He carefully dropped your hand from his, and rested his own on his thighs. His head was spiraling at this point, he felt stupid, so utterly ridiculous that he got caught up over something so small. You talked as if nothing happened, for his sake and your own as you looked around the car each time.

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The two of you were beginning to grow exhausted as the hours flew by, and Isaac immediately took notice of your yawns. Despite silently praying that his friends were done goofing around back at their place, he felt his phone buzz from tweet notifications. He glanced at them and groaned; it was getting late and he felt bad for keeping you out, but god did he not want to go home.

[Name] felt Isaac's eyes on her after she looked around their surroundings out the window. Her head crooked to the side, ever so slightly, and that sent Isaac through the windshield. There was no talking, no sudden actions, nothing, in between you. Music softly played, filling up the car, along with the faint buzz of the air vents and the soft breathes from the two of you. It was strangely intimate, yet the only thing exchanged were glances.

You couldn't help but smile first,"...What?" you questioned, breaking into another yawn.

"Is it time to take the sleepy baby home?" Isaac teased, pulling himself closer to the girl. He could see the way her eyes were dimly lit by the street lamps, and tucked a loose hair behind her right ear. She looked so ethereal, and he ached to do something. Maybe his lack of sleep is kicking in, or maybe you are just always so pretty.

"Do you want to stay over, Isaac?" you blurted. "I mean, it's late and I don't want you driving more than you should–" you tried covering up your sudden outburst of a question, but getting interrupted unintentionally.

"Can I kiss you?"

….huh?

Isaac's gaze flickered from her lips to her eyes, awaiting for an answer. The air in your chest was caught, but you didn't waste a second to kiss that man. Isaac's head grew quiet again as his hands cupped her cheek and jaw. He didn't care anymore, he knew his actions would have consequences, but he could worry about it later. All he was worried about was the fact that you, his best friend, was kissing him back–and he felt high. [Name] could feel his smile against her lips, making her feel giddy this time. Her hands danced lightly on his forearms briefly before separating to catch her breath.

Isaac leaned his forehead into the crook of her neck. He never felt so impervious and safe with someone like this before, his brain wires finally shut off from the constant nagging, bringing him a sense of pleasure in your presence even more. He closed his eyes momentarily before needing to ask something that's been haunting his mind.

"Were you being serious? You know, about earlier?"

"About what? Me saying you're in love with me?" she replied.

He paused, "Yeah, that and if you loved me."

"Mmm, I was, but I was also partially just kidding. Though you did get pretty worked up over the second time," she replied and teased the taller.

He groaned and sat up, "So, you are in love with me?"

"I never said that"

"Oh but you just did darling"

It was your turn to groan and cover your face with your hands. You couldn't help but yawn once more, before placing a kiss on his temple and leaning your head on his shoulder.

"So, are you staying at my place or should I take back my offer," she teased, very tiredly.

"Abso-fucking-luetly. Put your seatbelt on," he grinned, immediately driving off. His conflicting thoughts, dispersing more and more after the girl's sudden kiss from earlier. As much as he wants to say he was calm, his heartbeat says otherwise.

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a/n: hi!! so how was it? if it's bad, don't tell me :> can yall tell I like the besties trope LMAO anyway again I'd like to thank everyone with being patient with me, all the support I've gotten from my first work was insane! I <3 u guys ty ty <3

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Isaacwhy x fem!reader

content warnings; smut, swearing, unprotected sex, fingering, edging, use of nicknames, overstimulation, slight choking summary; Isaac is determined to get in bed with y/n Requested?; Yes ↳ could you do prompt 15 with Isaac maybe?

It was no secret Isaac had no problem telling people how he felt-- especially if it was to tell a girl how he felt. It was no different when the new girl, Y/n, showed up at his college dorm room- because she was locked out of hers.

She knocked on the boys door and after a couple knocks, a groan could be heard from the other side, followed by a groggy voice, "I don't start until 7"

She checked her phone: the time read 6:45, "please, I need help."

The door swung open to reveal a shirtless Isaac, clearly just have gotten out of bed, "Isaac?" She questioned, clearly embarrassed and hoping she'd gotten the right room.

Once it was confirmed he was the right guy she was looking for, she continued, "Locked myself out of my dorm... help me?"

What he didn’t expect to see was an unknown girl, the annoyed look dropped from Isaac's face as he leaned against the frame, examining the girl that stood in front of him. And once he saw her-- he knew he wanted her.

He looked the girl up and down, moistening his lips, “yeah, let me grab a shirt.”

It didn’t take long for him to return, covered up this time, “let’s go.”

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“Thank you… again. Really I’m sorry for getting you up this early..” Y/n apologized, standing in her doorway and looking up at the taller male standing just outside it.

With a nod, he turned to leave before stopping in his tracks, “hey,” he turned to face the girl again, “if you need anything,” he stared her down, “you can come by anytime.”

“Are you trying to flirt with me?” She cocked an eyebrow, crossing her arms across her chest.

“Yeah. Is it working?” He was bold with the way her spoke, towering over her slightly as to assert dominance.

“No. Thanks and goodbye.” She slammed the door in his face, a muffled chuckle coming from the other side of the door

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“Do you ever give up?” Y/n sighed at the brunette who had showed up at her dorm room, uninvited. She’d thought he’d given up after not seeing him for a few weeks-- admittedly she felt a bit sad when he hadn’t showed up to bother her.

With a shake of his head he responded with a simple “nope” and let himself in, laying down on her bed with his hands behind his head.

“comfortable?” She scoffed with a new found annoyance as he propped himself up on his elbows.

Y/n cocked an eyebrow at the male who seemed to make himself right at home, “Why are you here, Issac?” her arms crossed over her chest “You know why.”

The way the words slipped from his lips like sweet honey, she couldn’t help the shudder that climbed up her spine, and a wave of arousal washed over her.

However, she was quick to regain her annoyed frenzy and her back turned to him as she organized papers at her desk, “We arent sleeping together.”

He shrugged, “Alright” He breathed out as he sat up, knowing he wasn’t getting what he wanted- not yet.

“You’re an insufferable asshole.” She started, turning on her heel to face Isaac who was now standing up, “Too arrogant for your own good. Stop showing up at my dorm randomly”

“What about an ultimatum?” He asked, now standing in front of her and leaning in close to whisper in her ear, “you let me fuck you and I leave you alone?”

She felt her voice get caught in her throat for the second time that night.

God, why did he make her feel like that? Was she attracted to him? Maybe she was just sexually frustrated-- too uncomfortable to do anything to absolve herself from the ache between her thighs. She shoved his shoulder, letting out a scoff as he stumbled back, chuckling at her reaction.

“Fuck off”

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Y/n kept her annoyed facade with the boy, avoiding him at all costs. Apparently he didn’t take the hint no matter how many times she had to remind him; “we arent gonna screw”. Y/n knew he wasn’t about commitment and as much as she hated admitting it, if she ended up sleeping with him she knew she’d fall for him. As if she hadn’t already.

Any girl would though. She was not denying that Isaac was attractive, exceptionally so; she was definitely taken aback when she saw him for the first time all those weeks ago, seeing him tower slightly above her in his doorway-- shirtless nonetheless.

However, if Y/n was anything, she was unlucky.

Of course there was no escaping pretty boys at school and when her best friend began hanging out with Isaac it was nearly impossible to escape him.

Even worse, when she mentioned her grades to him he volunteered to tutor her which lead to the current situation.

Sitting in his dorm room.

Listening to him drawl on and on about something she’d lost interest in, tired of him making remarks about her in attempts to flirt, only to be shut down with a witty reply.

But damn did he look hot as fuck.

The way he glanced up at her every once in a while to make sure she was following along made her heart beat just a little faster and when he leaned over to correct something on her page and then give her a smug look-- because he knew what he was doing-- only made her squeeze her thighs together a bit harder.

“Earth to Y/n. I know it’s hard to keep your eyes off of me, but I’m trying to teach you” He mused, a smirk decorating his lips.

“I was ignoring you on purpose” She shot back at him, making an attempt to convince herself she didn’t want to kiss that stupid smirk off his face.

“I’m not asking you to stay, this has nothing to do with me.”

“Like you wouldn’t beg me to stay, you cocky asshole.” She shot him a glare, honestly enjoying their little bickering contest.

“must be your type, you’ve been gawking at me for the past hour.” Again with that low honey-like voice of his seeping out which made her face heat up and she stumbled for a comeback.

"aren’t you dating someone or something?” She retorted, her eyes shooting down to her work.

He cocked his head to the side, pursing his lips together, “Kinda. just fucking around, really.” He admitted, confused.

She mocked his confusion, “Kinda stop flirting with me then.”

He feigned a scoff, an eyebrow disappearing into his bangs, “Now you must be cocky if you think I’m flirting with you.” He spoke, sitting up in his chair indignantly.

She pushed him back into his chair, standing up from her seat and turning on her heels, saying nothing more.

“Really?” The boy stood up, chasing after her, in attempts to get her to stay. His hand wrapped around her wrist to stop her from leaving, her hand already on the door handle.

She hadn’t realized she slapped him until she saw him holding his face with his large hand, and she certainly didn’t register his tongue was down her throat not a moment later.

He smugly ate up a moan that left her lips, shoving her up against the door with a thud.

In a matter of moments she was laying under him on his bed, “what was that about us not screwing?” He cooed patronizingly.

“Fuck, Isaac, seriously just shut the fuck up and take your clothes off.”

With that, he had his shirt discarded on the floor in a matter of seconds and was already fiddling with the string of his sweatpants to slide them off.

He definitely wasn’t going to take it slow; weeks of being turned down by the girl had made him desperate enough and he wasn’t wasting any time-- he helped her take her clothes off, making out all the while, their lips only leaving to slide the shirt over her head.

“I’m not gonna be gentle, baby.” He breathed, hot breath fanning the girls ears.

She shuddered at his words, arousal pooling between her legs as he swiftly removed her panties, a low whine involuntarily slipping out as he spread her legs, but was quickly stopped when she flipped the position, looking down at him-- her turn to give him a smug look.

As he reached into his drawer to look for a condom her legs gripped his hips letting out a breathy, “I’m on the pill.” before kissing him again only for him to pull away again.

“Wait, you’re on the pill? so you’re fucking other guys?” a tsk left his lips, his hand reaching up and tucking her hair behind her ear.

“yeah, just not you.” She teased him, grinding into him to shut him up, her own smugness drinking up his groan.

She felt his hands dig into the flesh of her hips, his bulge clearly evident through his boxers. Another moan escaped his lips as she began kissing her way down his neck, all the exposed skin to her disposal-- and she was going to leave marks and bites all over it.

She didn’t mean to stare when she finally took his boxers off, it just sort of happened. Isaac's mouth opened, ready to say something snarky she could only assume.“say a word and I’ll leave right now.” She shut him down sternly, his hands going up in defense without a word.

She gave a ‘that's what I thought’ look, returning to leaving love bites on his neck. Her fingertips ran over the marks when she was done, admiring her work and how damn hot he looked with them, “Maybe I’ll let you give me some next time.” She said softly, meeting his gentle gaze.

“next time?” He asked, curiosity showing in his face."If you're not completely shit at this." She spoke, although she highly doubted it.

He had clearly taken that as a personal attack-- a challenge

Isaac had crawled on top of y/n and restrained her hands above her head. His knees kept her hips pinned to the bed beneath her. There was no way she was getting out of this. "what does that mean?" He growled, his voice was deep and low; y/n internally cursed herself for the butterflies that erupted in her stomach at his words.

She shook her head and a pathetic whine left her mouth. She went to open her mouth to reply, but she was abruptly cut off when Isaac pushed two fingers past her lips and into her mouth, pushing down on her tongue. She took the cue, her hand moving from above her head to wrap around his wrist, sucking down on them.

"Such a good girl."

She knew he was taunting her; he was asserting his dominance over her. She felt his other hand rest on her thighs.

He continued to languidly pump his fingers in and out of her mouth. He pulled his fingers out abruptly, grinning at the string of saliva that connected his fingers to her mouth. She let out a high pitched whine as she felt his hand snake up her thigh and tease her clit through her underwear. “That’s what I like to hear,” he said, looping a finger through her panties and pulling them off in one quick swoop. Then, he wasted no time in swiping a finger down the entire length of her pussy, stopping at the entrance and pushing in quickly. She let out a loud yell of pleasure at the sensation.

Her back arched off the bed and into Isaac, grinding down on his fingers to reach further into her.

Isaac pushed her hips down, getting a soft whine from the girl.

Inserting a second finger, he quickened the pace, curling his fingers inside of her with each pump hitting that sweet spot inside, which caused her vision to grow blurry with pure pleasure. Isaac's free hand reached up and cupped her breasts, pinching at her nipples and leaving kisses and love bites all over.

"You like that don't you, baby?" The way the words slipped from his lips like sweet honey, she couldn’t help the shudder that climbed up her spine, and the wave of arousal washed over her. She could feel the coil in her lower stomach begin to tighten as he continued fingering her. "Oh fuck I'm so close." She cried out as he began to rub tight circles on her clit.

“Yeah? You want to cum, baby? Want to cum all over my fingers?”

“Yes, god, yes, let me cum, please.” she cried out, feeling that coil tighten and the man’s pace speed up yet again, only to be dragged from the edge as Isaac stopped and pulled his fingers out. She let out an audible whimper at the loss of contact.

"I dont want to let you finish,” He let out a dark chuckle as he crawled up the bed to whisper into her ear, “You’re going to have to beg for it, work for it, baby.” He finally got what he wanted and he wanted it to last.

As embarassing as it was-- to let this guy who she'd made it a point to not sleep with-- make her beg like this, “Please, please let me finish.” her eyes held his. He grinned that bone-chilling grin that she couldn’t help but love.

y/n felt as if all her nerve endings were on fire as Isaac dipped forward and kissed along her jaw and down her neck.

She would be lying if she said that she wasn’t enjoying this. The way his hands would roam her body, a line of fire following every slight touch. His hands continued to dip between her thighs.

Every single time, he would promise her that he would let her finish this time. And every single time, he would take her right to the edge, prepare her for the release, only to completely rip it all away from her.

This routine continued four or five times until y/n was an overstimulated, babbling mess below them.

She was so frustrated and so overstimulated she wanted to cry. “Please, please let me finish this time.” Her voice came out as a weak whine, but at this point, she couldn’t care, not when the sweet promise of release was so close. Isaac gave a knowing look

“Of course, love.” Isaac stated, As soon he had let her wrists go, her hands made their way to the back of his neck. He let out a low chuckle as his head dipped down to kiss her on the lips. His strong hands grabbed her thighs to spread her legs. He started off slowly and entered her halfway. He then fully entered her again, this time going further, his cock stretching her as her pussy became wetter. She let out a loud moan at the feeling of him filling her up slowly.

He continued at this slow pace. They both moaned lightly with pleasure, but Isaac still didn’t enter all the way. Y/n could feel her body become more desperate, and she thrust herself up, causing his cock to enter her even more. This executes a long, low moan from both of them.

He pushed her thighs back down firmly.

“Oh fuck!” She cried, her back arching off the ground as Isaac began to draw his hips back again. “Please Isaac, Please go faster,” she begged.

“Faster?” he questioned, “Alright, baby, but I did warn you I wasn’t going to be gentle.”

True to his words, Isaac began thrusting into her fast and hard, she could feel her eyes rolling back and her back arching off the sheets. She was crying his name at this point; her body was so sensitive, and the way he was moving, she was not going to last much longer.

She felt him begin to speed up even more, spreading her legs wide open to go deeper. His fingers tightened slightly around her throat. Y/n lifted her hands up from beside her to grip onto his wrist in a feeble attempt to ground herself.

“I’m gonna cum,” She whined. “Isaac, please.”

“I want you to scream my name when you cum, baby.” he cooed in her ear.

Almost as soon as the words had left his mouth, the coil in her stomach snapped, and waves of blinding pleasure washed over her body. She knew the sounds coming from her mouth would probably make a pornstar blush, but she didn’t care, not when she felt like this. He continued as he chased his own orgasm, flopping down next to her after he finished, head light and chest heaving fast.

It was quiet except for the loud panting breaths that filled the room.

She definitely couldn't talk so he did, "Fuck..wow." Isaac laughed, turning his head to Y/n who was panting heavily, eyes shut tight as she tried collecting her thoughts.

After he had caught his breath and he was done panting and heaving, he sat up and ran his hands along her arm softly, "Let me clean you up. Just rest, love."

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[writingduhh]

Sorry for my absence!! I was just celebrating my birthday week (cause it was on Easter 😩)

I’m working on requests now so I’m hoping to get those out soon, thank you for your support and patience!! ♥️

Also feel free to leave any requests for The group chat, chuckle sammy, or handsum fella! (I’m going to start writing for him as well!

LOVE Y’ALL

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[dezznuggz]

Guys pls send me request, I don't even know what to write anymore. Like I do know what to write about but not Knowing how to write it, if that makes sense? IDK but anyways pls send request

The request can be;

Any of the groupchat memeber

Stranger things

The Bear

Bottoms

Joe keery

Jack Webber

Or literally anything pls pls pls and thank u

#steve harrington x reader #the group chat x reader #joe keery x reader #carmen berzatto x reader #jake webber x reader #billy hargrove x reader

[everythingiaskfor]

kuroo x reader, pure fluff

one morning you see someone on social media do that challenge where you call your boyfriend “husband” to see their reactions, and that’s all you could think about the whole day. and it didn’t help when one of your close friends did the same challenge and sent it on a group chat. 

see, kuroo was not the type to get embarrassed and definitely not the one to deny it immediately but you couldn't really imagine what he would do. so you set the plan perfectly to find out your boyfriend's reaction. just today a package was delivered, so you would record a little video like you were showing the product to your friends, something that you would do sometimes, but you would do it in your bed with your boyfriend beside you. 

so when the night came, you and tetsuro were lying in bed almost getting ready to sleep when you say “i’m recording a little video for the girls showing what got here today, but you don’t need to move, it’s only going on our group chat.” he mumbles something not minding, as he keeps looking at his phone. so you set your phone up and hit record.

“heyy, look what got here today! i’m opening it now, don’t mind my husband here. the packaging it’s actually nicer than i thought, i was so worried it would break.” you keep talking trying not to get distracted as tetsuro stares at you with the biggest glowing eyes after you called him husband.

“what?” you look at him holding back a smile. “uhh, nothing, keep going” and he tries to look away but as soon as you open your mouth to talk again he’s looking at you again, like a child opening their gift on christmas. and then you gave up on the act, jumping on him laughing and pampering his face with kisses, making him respond with a confused laugh. 

“what is this? do you want me to stop the video?” he asks, completely lost in the situation.

“noo, it’s good, babe. i’ll do it.” you say getting the phone. “you are just so sweet, looking at me like that, i couldn’t keep going” you say, chuckling a little. 

“wait.” he says with a surprised face. “so you did it on purpose?” 

“yes, love. is this silly challenge i saw and wanted to try with you.”

“i can’t believe this” he says pretending to be offended. “i thought you actually loved me and wanted me to be your husband” he says, avoiding you as you try to kiss his face. “nuh-uh! you don’t get to kiss this pretty face -he points to his face- if you don’t apologize” 

“aww, come on tetsu, it was just a bit” you say still trying to kiss him.

“oh, so it was bit! i can’t believe you!” he chuckles, getting out of your way once again.

when he gets tired of getting away you are on your knees with his legs between yours, both hands on his cheeks. “of course i want you to be my husband, tetsuro.” you kiss him once. “and i only felt okay doing this, because i want to call you husband one day” you kiss him again. “so, now, can i please have my rights to kissing you pretty face back, i don’t know if i can live without them.” you ask dramatically and he blushes, responding with a very quiet ‘yeah’ leaning into another kiss.

after some more kisses you sit beside him again. 

“but i’m saving the video. your face was just too cute for me to delete it” you say, putting your phone away. 

“well, i’ll let it slide for now”

#totally inspired by my friends doing this challenge in our group chat #kuroo testuro #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #hq x reader #kuroo fluff #haikyuu fluff