hello anon who asked for larry headcanons in my askbox. were you referring to birthday headcanons for him or just hcs in general . important clarification is needed here
in which you spend the day with your boyfriend, isaac, on his birthday. sfw + nsfw headcanons
sfw
⋆ isaac always gets really excited for his birthday, and you were too! you had so many plans ready for him
⋆ you woke him up with breakfast in bed, something he often did for you, and he looked like the happiest man on earth when he saw you walking in with a plate.
⋆ after breakfast, you got isaac to get ready to go out and took him to his favorite shopping area across town.
⋆ you got him a few new pairs of shoes, some clothes, and a set of couple rings that you made him promise to wear every day.
⋆ the two of you got home and put away your things, where you surprised him with a brand new camera you ordered a few weeks ago for his special day. it was extremely expensive and top of the line stuff, but it was worth it when you saw his big smile.
⋆ the two of you had to go back out shortly after for plans with friends, but he couldn't wipe the big grin off of his face all night.
⋆ you hung out with larry, nick, and tanner for dinner and the afternoon was passing quicker than you anticipated.
⋆ about half an hour before sunset the two of you left as you took him to a spot you'd found a few months prior. a secluded spot on a hill to lay out a blanket and watch the sunset on.
⋆ isaac looked over at you after you got settled in, smiling. "today was perfect," he said, "i love you."
⋆ you kissed him and got back in the car when the sun set.
nsfw
⋆ the two of you got back to the house and he smiled as he took your hand and led you back to his room. you'd barely stepped inside before he was kissing you, pressing you against the door.
⋆ he kissed you tenderly but it slowly grew more hungry, desperate as he moved from your lips down to your neck.
⋆ "been waiting all day for this," he murmured against your skin, "wanna give you something for all of those gifts you gave me"
⋆ he moved you to the bed, pulling you in his lap and kissing you slowly as his hands undressed you. it was effortless, an act he'd practiced countless times before
⋆ he didn't break away when he slipped a finger inside you, slowly opening you up and smiling as you struggled to focus on the kiss
⋆ he inevitably grew a little greedy, breaking the kiss only momentarily so he could undress, refusing to move you out of his lap
⋆ he lined you up with his cock, slowly sinking you down on it. he whispered sweet nothings into your ear as he watched you fall apart, accommodating to his size
⋆ "you're so perfect, baby."
⋆ he started slow and tender, making sure all of your needs were met before his. but when he got his turn, he made sure you were loud
⋆ isaac's stamina was something you knew better than to underestimate, taking you for himself all night and assuredly pissing off the neighbors
hi guys. my entire time of being on this app all i’ve seen is people complain that “all anyone writes is smut,” same plot, different foreplay, blah blah blah. but the thing is y’all don’t actually read angst or fluff.
I went through the tags. people are posting fluff. people are posting angst. either the tags are full of unrelated junk or those posts sit for days with 2 notes. maybe 160 if they are lucky. i’ve literally seen week old posts with three notes. y’all rotate between the same six writers and then complain everything feels the same. but when someone tries something different, nobody reads it, nobody reblogs, nobody interacts.
i know everyone says “notes don’t matter, write for yourself,” but if we are being honest, they do. interaction matters. it keeps people want to keep going.
this is coming from someone who does get a good amount of notes on their stuff, and i’m beyond grateful for every single one. i do my absolute best to keep my shit original and creative for the most part and i’ve said it before but if something gets three notes, i’m still thankful someone liked it. but when a post gets 20+ replies telling me they loved it? of course i fucking eat that shit up. hell it basically lights a fire under me and i will burn myself out writing 4+ pieces in a day when i usually take a week to two just to drop one chapter. that is what interaction does. it fuels people to keep creating new shit.
if we’re being real, y’all are not in as high of a demand for angst or fluff as you claim. most requests are for smut. if you want angst or fluff, ask for it, boost it, reblog it. even write it yourselves!! this space is supposed to be fun and full of creative minds but people keep falling into the trend of just doing whatever is popular at the moment and then if it doesn’t compare well to another persons fic + the interactions they got, it’s not enough.
• absolute BRICK HOUSE of a man. he's already huge but for football? he's way less lean and just becomes a mass of solid muscle
• you're always mesmerized at the way his compression shirts stretch around his biceps, the way his uniform accentuates how broad his shoulders are, how solid his chest is while you lay on it at night
• calls you while he's in the gym, just because he likes the feeling of you being with him while he's there. uses his airpods and even though all you really hear is the little sounds he makes while lifting or trying to catch his breath, it makes you happy too
• but will absolutely send you progress pics and those cheesy thirst trap "post workout" pictures after a work out, sometimes even a video or two of him flexing. who are you to complain?
• EATS. of course he's a big guy, but you have no idea how he does it. he and his teammates are all that way. on one of your first dates you were genuinely taken aback (and also vv attracted) by his ability to eat two steaks, all his side entrees, an appetizer, and half the dessert you shared. it's one of the many things that just make him a man, you suppose.
• unfortunately does not understand that you have a much different schedule than he does. his practices will sometimes go on until 1 or 2 a.m., and he'll go straight to your campus apartment after, eyes bright and looking like a golden retriever while you squint against the light in the hall
• loves !! back scratches !! basically just imagine if a golden retriever became an NCAA football player. he will drop all of his weight on you and wriggle his shirt off and wait for you to scratch his back lightly with your nails until he falls asleep
• also stares at you with big puppy dog eyes, just a man drunk on his love for you. while you talk, while you study, while you're lecturing him about wearing his helmet even during practice. Nick and Tanner are the happiest for him, given how close they are, always asking about you and how you guys are doing. as far as Isaac is concerned, anything you say is sacred and his ears perk up when he hears your voice or your laugh across the room
• ofc he's attracted to you, but the first time you wore one of his jerseys to a game??? man was practically on his knees in the middle of the field. it made him happy but also turned him on knowing you were so proud to wear HIS name and number
• he even convinced his coach to have an extra team hoodie made, a much smaller one with Isaac's name and number on it for you to wear. it quickly becomes a staple in your wardrobe
• a bit of a himbo, I fear. he's passing his classes of course, his coach is very strict with players maintaining their education, but sometimes Isaac can be a bit of an airhead. is it the result of getting hit in the head a few times? we may never know!!
• somehow manages to juggle practice, training, his own classes and his games while still being the sweetest and most attentive boyfriend you've ever had.
• he'll call you to motivate you right before an exam, has pulled all nighters to help you study, even stood outside the window of one of your classes with a huge smile and his thumbs up before one of your presentations
• flowers are delivered to your door once every two weeks. he likes to play dumb, always raising an eyebrow at them and making little comments about your "secret admirer" and how he might have to "beat his ass". you giggle everytime, which eventually makes him give in
• taking you out on dates as often as he can, even if it's just the Starbucks off the interstate, to get you off campus for a bit. he finds the nicest restaurants that you had no idea even existed, telling you to dress up nice and be ready by a certain time, and it never ceases to put butterflies in your stomach when he shows up all cleaned up and dressed nice
• the rest of the team becomes like your extended family. they all look out for you- everyone on campus is terrified to even glance in your direction. the whole school ofc knows you're dating Isaac (the quarterback), but you also have Tanner (defensive lineman) and Nick (tight end), the three biggest dudes on campus never far behind you.
• takes you back home with him for the holidays, excited for you to finally meet his parents. ofc they love you, the boy never shuts up about you. you watch him with love in your eyes as he and his dad watch the Thanksgiving football game, his mom wearing a knowing smile as you help her set the table
• eventually his parents just start asking when he's bringing you back, not when he's coming home. he acts like it bothers him but deep down, it makes his heart swell knowing his parents love you just as much as he does. he's desperate to make you his wife already.
nsfw warning below !!
• a munch. look at that man and tell me he wouldn't be. loses a game? head between your thighs. wins a really tough one? you're sitting on his face. you fail a presentation? he's eating you out till your tears blur from frustration to pleasure
• handsy. is still a boy and is absolutely obsessed with you so expect at least one hand on your ass at all times. he'll grope you a lot when you go out, not in a disrespectful or raunchy way, just enough to make you blush and swat his hands away
• will take his frustration out in on you, sorry. you don't even have to wonder anymore. his team loses and he walks off the field in that certain way, tossing his helmet halfway down the tunnel, and you know to quietly get up from the stands and sneak your way to wait for him in the locker room
• notices you glancing at the cheerleaders one day, seeing the way they'd twirl their hair and giggle at him, so he makes a show of taking off his shirt- displaying the bright red streaks of your nails down his back, your teethmarks still glowing purple on his shoulders, bruises from your lips blooming along his collarbones.
⋆ .* tried my hand at a bit of nsfw, if it's cringe I'm sorry :') I'm rlly happy with how this came out !! thank you guys for the support !!
How the group chat would react if reader(gender neutral) sent them a spicy photo while they were like filming (saying that bc isaac doesnt stream anymore😭) or streaming? :]
attention
the group chat x gn!reader
in which you send your boyfriend photos while he's live/filming a video nsfw headcanons
isaac
⋆ isaac is easier to get away with than others because he's very rarely live and in any content in which he's recorded, he's faceless
⋆ if you sent him a photo, he'd probably go quiet, staring at his phone for a while and sending you back a quick, short message. he knows he's easy to toy with
⋆ he'd be in the middle of a shoot and have to abruptly leave or else he'd be distracted the entire time
⋆ when he finally does see you next, he's all over you. not necessarily mad, but you're all he's been thinking about and he needs you bad
⋆ not all of your clothes are off by the time he's fucking you
nick
⋆ 50/50 shot he's filming or he's live, but either way he's got a horrible poker face and it does show
⋆ he's fidgety and his jaw stays tense, the look in his eyes distant and most of what he says to the camera makes zero sense
⋆ the type to get away from the camera for a minute to send you a picture of his dickprint in his sweats
⋆ absolutely rough when he finally does get his hands on you
⋆ against the walls, on the desk, whatever the nearest surface is
tanner
⋆ most likely he's live and looks all excited to see a text come from you, might even announce it to the chat
⋆ his big ass smile falls for a moment as he stares at your photo, clearing his throat and playing it off to his chat but his face is flushed
⋆ very nervously moving around in his seat, trying to stay focused on his stream but you catch him occasionally peeking back at his phone
⋆ sends you texts afterward about how hard he was on stream and how much he needs you there with him
⋆ he is overjoyed when he finally gets you, telling you how good you look (so much praise)
larry
⋆ larry doesn't really stream, so it's most likely you send him a photo while he's in someone else's video
⋆ he's usually prattling off jokes like a soundboard, but he becomes uncharacteristically quiet and distracted
⋆ out of the group, he's the most likely to just downright leave whatever he's doing to go and see you
⋆ his texts seem like they're trying to play it cool but you can see his desperation from a mile away
⋆ truly just lets you do whatever you want with him. he's just happy to have you, and will tell you repeatedly
holy shit thank you guys for 10 thousand likes on my posts thats insane. i'm just a guy with too much free time that likes to write rpf thank yall so much
⋆ .* now playing - chest pain (i love) by malcolm todd
Isaacwhy is a man that yearns, so here are my thoughts on that. :)
• absolutely puts on malcolm todd, frank ocean, or brent faiyaz and stares at the ceiling trying to imagine how it'd feel if you were laying on his chest
• yearns, do you hear me? Mr. Darcy levels of it, he'll ruffle your hair to piss you off and then stare at his hand in the bathroom because he's genuinely considering not washing it after touching you
• he'll watch you interact with the other boys and feel an ache deep in his chest because he wishes you were smiling at him and laughing at him and listening to him
• when you do talk to him, he watches you like a man born deaf just given the ability to hear. leaning in, eyes fixed on your lips and memorizing the way they move around your words, eyes wide and perking up when you giggle
• occasionally has to hold his breath when you walk by him because your perfume and laundry detergent and the other smell that's so you he can't place it makes him dizzy and he physically has to fight the urge to grab you up and inhale as much of it as he can
• when you're texting he keeps his phone in his hand for hours, scrolling through your conversations over and over as he waits for your next reply, typing one up and hitting send not even ten seconds after you
• back to the first point, will tell the boys not to bother him while he edits (which is a little odd bc has hasn't recorded in a few days but they agree) and will put on a playlist he has made just for you to stalk your socials and imagine a life with you
• how he'd ask you to be his, the dates he'd take you on, the ways he'd take care of you and provide for you, the desire making him so dizzy he drops his head into his hands with a groan as he tries not to feel like a psychopath
• he wants you in the deepest sense of the word, mostly in the affectionate and devoted ways, but he has shamefully had to step away to splash cold water on his face or put on looser joggers when you've shown up wearing a certain top or particular pair of shorts (he's not a creep, he's a guy!! you're extremely attractive, who wouldn't get turned on looking at you?)
• on movie nights with the guys you've fallen asleep leaning against him more than once and let me tell you, you'd think he were guarding a weapon of mass destruction. stays so still he barely breathes, shooting daggers at any of the Group if they laugh or talk too loudly, kicking Tanner until he movesto the floor because he's fidgeting too much
• totally accidentally wraps both his arms around you, giving in and pulling you to be on him chest, nearly exploding and melting as you nuzzle closer to him in your sleep
• walks around on a high for weeks just remembering the way he could feel your heartbeat against his chest, your soft breaths fanning across his collarbones, the overwhelming sense of protection he felt as he held you. dreams of that day more than once and can barely think straight when he wakes up
• overall, he's just very normal about you and his desire to have you and make you his and take care of you. :)
ok guys !! the second part of the other blurb was killing my motivation so it's on the back burner, pls forgive me and have this as compensation :') lmk what other things you'd like to see like this!! ⋆ .*
hii could I request a isaacwhy fanfic in where the reader gets jealous and self conscious that Isaac doesn’t post her often then he explains to her that it’s so safety reasons then he gets all cutesy with her :33 make it lovey dovey at the first and just go freaky and nasty at the end 🙏🏻🙏🏻😊
jealousy, jealousy
isaacwhy x gn!reader w. 1.6k
in which you get a little frustrated that your boyfriend isn't posting you, and isaac reassures you in the best way possible. nsfw fic
contains: pet names (baby), no gendered terms/anatomy, fingering, possessive isaac, praise kink (both isaac and reader), big dick!isaac, creampie
you weren't jealous.
no, you weren't. you had just been staring at your phone on and off for the last twenty minutes at the same instagram post. the feeling that arose in your chest was anything but jealousy. it was love.
isaac had posted once again, almost entirely with his friends. the one picture you were in, you were with the rest of his friends. no cute couple photos or anything of the sort. you barely existed in the entire collage of pictures. and that... that made you a little upset.
you knew it wasn't smart to sit there and stew in your own frustration, so you begrudgingly stood up and walked to your boyfriend's room.
knock knock knock.
"yeah?" a familiar voice called out from within, "hold on one sec, i gotta put on some pants!"
you had to pry off the smile that crept onto your face, shaking your head and looking at the floor. there was a ten second pause as you heard clamoring footsteps from inside the room before the door swung open.
"hi." you said, voice a little overly flat. bad start.
you saw the slightest worry flash through isaac's eyes before he beamed, grinning ear to ear as he reached out a hand to take yours. "hi! everything alright?"
you shrugged as you laced your fingers with his and walked into his room, shutting the door behind you. "well, not really." you tried to take a deep breath, sitting down on the edge of his bed.
that big, doe-eyed expression returned to isaac's face as he sat down right next to you, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze. "okay, then tell me what's up so we can figure it out."
you nodded, squeezing his hand back. "i need to know why you don't... like, post me. at all."
"what do you mean?" isaac scooted a little closer.
"you know, like..." a dark, green feeling rose in your chest. you took a deep breath through your nose and let out a long exhale, regaining your composure, "on social media. i'm not in your posts hardly ever, i'm not really in your videos, and you only occasionally tweet about anything we do together. i just feel like i don't exist."
isaac opened his mouth for a second and paused, putting his other hand on top of the one he already held. "i know what you mean, and i'm sorry that my posts made you feel upset. i'm really happy that i'm able to post about you when i do, especially when we got our little hardlaunch post out there. but... i really worry, you know? people are fuckin' crazy and i really want to keep you safe."
"nothing makes me happier than when i get to show the world how much i love you," isaac continued, "i just hope you understand where i'm coming from when i say i want to make sure your peace and privacy aren't being stomped on by a bunch of weirdos online with too much free time."
you listened intently, watching as he bared his thoughts to you. it made far too much sense for you to stay upset, so you let the anger subside. it was replaced in part by longing, but not nearly as much negativity as before.
you sighed, moving forward so you could wrap your arms around isaac and bury your face into his chest. "thank you. thank you for telling me. i really, really want to be posted by my boyfriend more often but i understand."
he chuckled, bringing his hand up to rub your back and pull you closer. "i know, baby, and i'll try my best. i really do love posting you, y'know."
you smiled, looking up at him. "oh really? why's that?"
"because i get to show the whole world that you're mine."
he pulled you into a kiss, fully moving you into his lap. his large hands kept a steady hold on your waist as his lips pressed against yours. you reciprocated in kind, keeping the kiss slow and tender. his words worked through your core like fire.
one of his hands eagerly made its way down to your thigh, and you could've gone crazy from that alone. you deepened the kiss, not worrying that it got sloppier.
you moved down against him, feeling him tense for a second and groan against your lips. the sweatpants he had haphazardly thrown on before you arrived were leaving nothing to the imagination. you hadn't been kissing him longer than a minute or two and he was hard as a rock.
"someone's excited," you said as you pulled away from the kiss for a moment to look, "i want to show you that you're mine, too."
"oh, i am," isaac nodded before kissing at your neck, slightly nipping at the skin, "i'm all yours."
your eyes closed instinctively as he left messy, slow kisses down your neck. he slightly sucked on the skin, sending little shocks through your skin of excitement. "isaac.." you muttered under your breath.
"don't you want the whole world to know you're mine?" he teased, leaving one final mark on your collarbone.
"how are you going to be able to post me if my neck's half purple?"
he softly laughed against your skin before nodding, using his hands to lift you with ease and lay you back on the bed. he was grinning as he pushed his sweatpants and boxers down in one quick motion, moving quickly back to you to kiss you once more.
you felt his slight desperation as he kissed you, hands pushing down on the waistband of your shorts. you allowed him to struggle for a moment to get your shorts and underwear off himself, smiling to yourself as he had to break the kiss to do so. his eyebrows slightly knitted together in frustration before he finally did it.
he pushed you further up until your head was lying comfortably on his pillows, hardly noticing as his deft hands reached over to the bedside table. with a soft pop of the plastic cap, he poured some lube onto his fingers. his open hand moved your leg as one finger sank inside of you slowly.
his oversized hands gave him exceptionally large fingers, making you slightly wince at the initial intrusion. the discomfort was almost immediately replaced with a comfortable stretch, accompanied by pleasure as he worked it in and out of you.
one was quickly replaced by two thick digits, operating with practiced finesse. he knew you well by now, understanding just how used to him your body had become and how easily you opened up for him.
"there you go," isaac coaxed as he began to fuck his fingers into you faster, slightly moving them open as he pushed them inside to stretch you out further. "that's it."
you bit back strangled whines that moved up your throat, your eyes being forced shut. "fuck, isaac. don't make me wait."
although he hesitated for a moment, he nodded and removed his fingers from you. the absence of him drew out a whine from you, but you knew you wouldn't have to wait long. you saw him pouring out a bit more lube into his hand, working it onto his dick before lining himself up with you.
his eyes met yours and you nodded, feeling the fat head of his cock press against your entrance. you took in a deep breath as he slowly sank inside, feeling your body already stretching to accommodate. he was breathing hard, letting out soft sounds as he bottomed out.
"you okay, baby?" he asked, hand rubbing circles into your thigh as he stilled for a moment, allowing you to adjust.
you nodded vigorously. "yeah, just don't stop," you pleaded, feeling yourself adjusting quickly to his size.
isaac didn't need more than that. he drew his hips back and roughly thrust them forward, starting at an eager pace. the immediate intensity had you seeing stars, drawing your hands up and scratching down his back as you moaned out his name.
"isaac, that feels so good," you said through stuttered syllable, "you're so fucking good."
isaac buried his head into the side of your neck and kissed up towards your ear, pushing your legs further open with his hands as he began to drill into you hard. every thrust seemed controlled, not one softer than the rest.
"you're so perfect, baby," he softly moaned, his breath hot against your skin and giving you goosebumps.
your hands grabbed at his shoulders hard, digging in as you felt tightness and pleasure beginning to build in your core. he seemed to be close as quickly as you were, slight desperation starting to show in the sharp movements of his hips.
his unrelenting pace had the exponential build of pleasure quickening. your nails dug in hard as he fucked into you with reckless abandon, not even needing to say anything before you suddenly came undone.
the quick rise was succeeded by an intense wave of pleasure, rocking through your body with such force your vision went spotty momentarily. you cried out his name into the crook of his neck, body clenching around him like a vice.
he followed shortly behind you, hips stuttering as he came. he gasped out your name through shallow breaths, repeating it like a mantra. you felt his thick cock twitch as he released deep inside, his hands finding their way around your waist as he pulled you impossibly closer.
"god, you're fucking incredible," he said with a blissed-out smile, kissing at the side of your face and back down your neck.
"you are too, you know," you said, "now i think i'm owed at least a single story post."
a/n: i kinda skipped over the fluff part in favor of smut. whoops lol hope you like it
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