in which isaac finally finishes LTLVC 5 when you're in the room. sfw + nsfw headcanons
sfw
⋆ he'd been working on LTLVC for literally half a year, so you spent a lot of time laying in his bed as he sat on his pc with his editing software up, putting together all of the footage, subtitles, etc.
⋆ you knew it was going to be finished soon, but that night was spent just like many others. you had just got food, walking into the room to see your boyfriend back at his desk, working again.
⋆ after you'd eaten together, you had been chilling out for about an hour until you heard a loud sigh, looking up to see isaac leaning back in his chair, his hands covering his face in disbelief.
⋆ when you asked what was up, he looked at you with this expression of utter disbelief and said, "it's done."
⋆ cue isaac running around the room and cheering, you getting up to jump around with him as he yelled and cheered.
⋆ he wrapped his arms around you and you kissed him, hearing him mumble into your neck about how long it'd taken and how happy he was. war was over.
⋆ "god, i love you," he'd say with the biggest grin on his face, "thank you for sticking with me for... god knows how long it's been"
nsfw >:)
⋆ he got quite excited. so excited, as he kissed you and hugged you tight, he started kissing down your neck, whispering sweet nothings into your skin as all the excitement got the better of him
⋆ you knew exactly what he was doing as he began to suck softly on the skin of your neck and slightly bite at it, earning a reaction
⋆ "god, i'm so excited, baby," he said as he walked you back towards the bed you laid on before, "i fucking love you"
⋆ he always got sentimental and handsy after big milestones, and this was no different as he laid you back on his bed and tugged off the gray sweatpants he was wearing
⋆ he could hardly wait, but gladly opened you up on his fingers, mumbling soft praises into your ear
⋆ though, isaac was needy, eagerly spreading out out on the bed. he tenderly kissed you as he pushed inside, smiling as you whined from the stretch
⋆ he was slow and intimate at first, making sure you were able to feel good before he buried his face in your neck again and fucked into you like it was the last time he ever could
⋆ "fuck, baby, you're so good," he would say, "doing so good for me"
⋆ you forgot just how loud he could be, especially if you gave him praise for all the good work he did
⋆ ALWAYS makes sure you come first
a/n: thank u for reading.. i hope u missed me. i love isaacwhy
omg someone active writing for tgc ?!?? is this heaven ?!?! can u do a softwilly fic where reader meets the rest of the boys as nick's partner??😸
of course i can!! this one was actually really fun for me to write!!
reader is gender neutral, set in 2nd person :)!!
softwilly / nick x reader !!
You knew Nick lived with his buddies. Whenever you two call, sometimes you’d hear them in the background of the conversation the two of you were having together after work.
Today, however, Nick had the oh-so-wonderful idea of having you meet his friends. Which, maybe it didn’t seem like such a bad idea, but after hearing how all of them were on the phone? Imagine how worse it was in-person.
“Nick, are you sure your friends are going to actually like me?” You found yourself asking as you slipped on whatever pair of shoes you could find. You were dressed comfortably, not exactly wanting to dress up just to meet your boyfriend's friends. Especially after only knowing about them from phone calls and text messages.
The question had made Nick’s brow raise as he looked at you, almost like he was asking silently if you were serious. “Baby, my friends are sick of hearing me talk about you.” Nick had found himself replying, reaching for your hands with a gentle look in his own eyes.
“Yeah, but are they even ready to meet me?” You then found yourself asking, feeling Nick’s thumb gently brush against your knuckles. “Of course they are. Hell, Tanner’s been the one non-stop asking to meet you.” Nick replied with what sounded like a small laugh.
Your eyes crinkled together as you tried to remember the name. You knew who Tanner was, but you were much better with faces in this sense. Your brow slowly raised.
Nick let out a hum as you tried to remember, speaking up. “You’ll see him when we get to the house.” He explained, looking to you with another fond look in his eyes. “Are you ready?” He then asked with the tilt of his own head. This was alot, truthfully.
You adjusted the simple hoodie, which was most likely one of Nick’s, and nodded your head. “I’m ready for this.”
The drive to the house was filled with gentle conversation, music and even on the small occasion, a smoke session to control everything in your mind. Slowly, the house came to your view, almost.. Unbearing.
Nick had a calm look on his face as he pulled into the driveway, parking as he turned to face you. “If you don’t want to do this,” He started to speak as he took one of your hands into his own once more. “We don’t have to.”
Nick may not have been a huge lover of physical touch, but he made up to it with words of reassurance and acts of service, you noticed. Slowly, you found yourself nodding your head. “I want to.” You spoke,watching as a smile formed on Nick’s face.
“And you’re sure?” Nick repeated, slowly opening his carside door as he looked at you. In your eyes was a genuine answer. Your eyes held a gentle confirmation, as did the smile that softly formed on your face.
And just for a second, Nick felt his own smile form on his face, getting out of the car as he closed the door behind him, going to your side and opening it as well.
Nick didn’t hesitate to help you out, his arm slightly wrapped around yours. Not tight, in case either of you had wanted to let go. You could hear the bickering of two people from just inside the door, making Nick hold an apologetic expression for a moment.
The two inside bickering, playfully of course, had been Tanner and Larry. Two of Nick’s best friends. Where the other two were? Who knows at this point. “LARRY-” Tanner’s voice echoed off the walls, even as the front door opened.
Nick had to stop a sigh from escaping him when he had heard the bickering between his two friends, only before he had called out. “I’m home!” The voices stopped.
The overlapping voices, that sounded like cheers actually, had your attention. Footsteps pressed against the ground, only stopping when the two new additions to your sight paused right in front of yourself and Nick, freezing.
“Wellll helllooo, beauty!” Tanner’s voice was the first to catch your attention. Obviously, he was messing around. He would never actually flirt with one of his own buddies partners, never.
You, in response to Tanner, simply offered a gentle smile. “Hi.” You still feel a little awkward, but who wouldn’t be in a situation like this? Nick had a protective hold now, even if he knew his friends wouldn’t do anything but playful and teasing.
For just a moment, you saw Nick’s brow raise. Like he was confused on something. “Where’s Yumi and Issac?” He questioned aloud, earning a hum from Larry, who was the shorter of the two in front of you.
“I think Yumi’s upstairs asleep.. Issac, I have no idea.” Larry responded before shrugging his shoulders.
Your brow raised slightly as you looked between the three men, listening to their conversation before hearing Nick speak up. “Completely forgot to introduce you guys,” He spoke, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. “Babe, this is Tanner and Larry,” He introduced the two boys.
Both boys had their own smiles and expressions as they greeted you, before Nick spoke again. “Issac should be here.. Somewhere. He’s not hard to find.” He was speaking the truth, it shouldn’t be too hard considering how tall Issac was.
“Come on, we can watch something until the other two decide to show themselves.” Nick spoke, beginning to lead the way. “Can we watch one of those cringy ones?” Tanner questioned, clearly bringing himself and Larry into the whole movie situation. “Y’know.. Why not.”
It took a bit for the sound of footsteps and the door opening to catch your interest. For just a moment, you spared a passing glance towards the hallway, seeing someone’s figure for a moment.
The figure, who definitely had to have been the taller out of the group, had his brow raised and his eyes hidden under a pair of sunglasses. You knew why.
“We have guests?” The figure’s voice questioned, standing behind the couch you, Nick, Tanner and Larry rested on, movie binging.
Nick had raised his brow slightly as he leaned his head back, just to acknowledge the other with a smile and a dap-up. “Finally, one of you guys decided to show up. Where were you?”
Issac, who you learned was his name, shook his head in response to Nick’s words. “I was at the gym. Thought it’d be nice to get some more workouts done.”
Nick nodded his head as he listened to the taller male’s words before motioning to you, a smile and an almost lovesick look forming in his eyes. “This is reader, my partner.” He introduced you, watching Issac’s reaction for seconds.
For a moment, Issac’s brow was raised before he held your hand, giving you a small handshake. “Nice to meet you. Least someone can keep Nick in check after all.”
You offered a gentle smile to the taller male, nodding your head in response to his words. To you, Nick wasn’t even a problem. Sure, he was a competitive and on the occasion hot-headed person, but that’s okay.
Because no matter what,you loved him.
The last of his friends to meet was Yumi, or Blake, when he finally came downstairs to get something, whom you noticed after seconds passed.
“There’s sleeping beauty.” Nick found himself speaking, watching as the male on the steps raised a brow, flipping off Nick right after.
Tanner, who was on your left, let out a mock gasp. “In front of our guest!?” He pointed out, looking to you with a stupid smile that had formed on his face. Yumi, from where he stood, raised his brow slightly in spot.
“We have a guest??” His voice held confusion, his brow remaining raised before his eyes landed on you, almost confused.
Nick stared at the other with almost narrowed eyes, his brow raised slightly. “Yeah. My partner, man.” He found himself responding, watching Yumi’s eyes narrow.
Not out of anger or anything, in fact, they were because of surprise. Like he was surprised anyone could hold Nick down and keep anything from happening. Slowly, he nodded.
“Good on you, man.” The taller responded, before he had merely disappeared into the kitchen.
The rest of the day had been spent talking with the guys, and of course Nick, who had a gentle hold on your waist. They didn’t film anything, in your own respect. After all, they had just met you, and didn’t want to put you on blast straight away, truthfully.
As night began to fall upon the house, slowly, the guys all headed up to their rooms to get some sleep.
Well, maybe besides Yumi.
But he had left you and Nick alone to relax on the couch. Nick spoke.
“You feeling okay?” His voice was gentle,calm and loving.
You, in response, nodded your head as you curled into his side as much as you could, gently tracing the tattoo that resided on his right arm. “Yeah.. This was fun.” You mumbled aloud, softly.
“...Would you wanna do this again? Like- hang out with me and the guys?” Nick questioned you, his voice low and calm between the two of you. “Like join you guys while you vlog?” You then asked with your brow raised just by a little.
Nick nodded his head, kissing the top of yours only seconds after he did so.
“..Yeah. Yeah, I would like that.” Your voice trailed off.
And slowly, you two had fallen asleep on the couch, cuddled together under the moonlight.
first time attempting to even write fanfic so bear with me pls
all sfw .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.
◘ you and isaac had known of eachother since 2020 quarantine discord times, joining vc's together and spending late nights chatting, sometimes even him and your other mutual friends making appearances on your streams and youtube vods.
◘ your friendship had always been easy and comfortable, but that all changed when you met up with the tgc boys and others at twitchcon 2022.
◘ you two floated towards eachother naturally, going on random sidequests for vlogs like going on hikes, or exploring hidden gems of whatever city you're together in, he's always up for time with you
◘ you admired isaacs humor, and how in the group he always turned to you when making a joke, just to see if you laughed; he was always so bright, and you both can't help but cheese at eachother.
◘ constant laughter, the kind of connection where your streams and videos become interlinked with one another. you fanbases had come to accept you two as inseparable.
◘ casual affection in vlogs; the audience catching his hand on the small of your waist for a second, a nickname slipping out in clips that inevitably get posted on tiktok and yt compilations.
◘ speaking of pda in vlogs..; getting sniped by willy vlogs- him and larry clowning at door of isaacs' bedroom, with your head comfortably resting on his bicep.
◘ overall having the most supportive and kind partner next to you; always helping you with filming (aka holding the camera at his height and you having to look up at him), setting up streams and being your biggest fan.
FORGIVE ME this is genuinely my first time writing ever. if you see this please comment any ideas or literally anything!! have a good day/night <3
Can you do an Isaac why x reader but the reader is one of the gc members and lives with all the guys, her and Isaac become friends with benefits and start sneaking around maybe they get caught maybe they don’t. I’ll leave it up to you how they first start hooking up, thank you! Have fun with it 💜
Ooooo wait I love this!! I ended up having yall get together at the end if that’s ok! Feel free to msg me). This is my first time writing any “spice” so everyone be nice plz 😭
Isaacwhy || Friends With Benefits
Living in the GC house was chaotic, loud, and frankly unpredictable, but it had become home. You loved being part of the into the late-night calls, pranks, inside jokes, the constant energy that buzzed through the halls, and everything in between.
And Isaac… he had always been close. He was easy to joke with, easy to talk to, someone you leaned on without thinking. Lately though, that closeness had started to shift. Every look, every brush of a hand, every laugh carried a weight neither of you had named.
It started small. Your knees brushing under the table, a hand lingering a second too long on the back of the couch, the tension was there. You both felt it, and it was impossible to ignore.
One night after the others had gone out to do who knows what, you found yourself curled up on the couch under a blanket. You scrolled through your phone, head resting against Isaac’s shoulder. Movie nights always ended like this: someone half-asleep on someone else, heads leaning together, legs thrown over laps. You’d stopped thinking twice about it long ago. But tonight, it felt different.
Your knee brushed his thigh, small and accidental. He didn’t move. Instead, his arm slid from the back of the couch around your shoulders, casual and easy but your heart jumped.
His other hand found yours under the blanket, thumb tracing circles over your skin. Your fingers twined instinctively with his
“Cold?” he murmured.
“A little,” you replied, barely aware of your racing pulse.
He pulled you closer, pressing his chest against yours. The movie faded into background noise. You could feel his heartbeat, steady but faster than usual, the tension in his jaw as he looked down at you. You tilted your head up. Bad idea.
He was already looking at you.
“Everything… okay?” he asked softly.
“Yes,” you whispered.
Slowly his lips found yours, soft and tentative at first. But you kissed back, and it didn’t stay soft for long. His hands slid over your back and waist, pulling you flush against him.
Your lips parted instinctively, and he deepened the kiss, letting his hands explore your back, tangling in your hair.
A soft moan slipped past your lips when his hand slid lower, grazing the curve of your hip, drawing him closer. You ground slightly against him, the motion innocent but charged with need. Isaac’s grip tightened, and he whispered against your lips,
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this…”
“Me too.” you softly breathed.
You tilted your head, letting him kiss the side of your neck, leaving a trail of heat that made you arch into him. Your hands roamed his chest, feeling the hard muscles under his shirt, every movement igniting something fierce between you.
The kisses grew desperate, hungry, and the couch became your private world. Every brush of skin, every lingering touch, sent jolts of electricity through both of you. Your hands and his tangled together, pulling, exploring, testing boundaries that felt dangerously exciting.
Slowly, he slid your shirt over your head, tossing it aside. His hands lingered on your hips, memorizing every curve.
“You… you look even better than I imagined undressed… you’re… wow. So damn pretty. I can’t stop looking at you.”
It wasn’t careful anymore. No uncertainty. The couch, the movie, the quiet night they all disappeared. It was just you and him, pressed together, touching, tasting, the tension of months of stolen glances and quiet longing exploding into heat and hunger.
After that night, everything changed. Moments between you two cropped up everywhere, electric and unmissable. Leaning against the counter in the kitchen while grabbing snacks, hands brushing over hips. Quick kisses in the hallway when someone passed, hearts hammering as you scrambled apart. Leaning over him while he streamed, teasing touches beneath blankets when the camera wasn’t on. And the shower- the hot water, low moans, whispered praise, his hands memorizing every inch of you.
“God, you’re perfect,” he’d murmur, voice rough as he pressed you against the tiles. “I can’t get enough of you.”
You’d melt into him, letting yourself want him in ways you hadn’t admitted even to yourself. And you could see it in his eyes, too: the way he lingered a second too long when you brushed past, the soft smiles when your fingers touched, the quiet protective gestures he didn’t even realize he did.
The teasing escalated. One afternoon, you were perched on the counter grabbing a snack when he appeared behind you. His hand slid down your waist, pressing you to him lightly.
“You’re distracting,” he whispered in your ear.
You smirked. “Am I?”
He chuckled, brushing his lips against your neck. “Always.”
Sometimes, the near-misses made it worse like the time Tanner nearly walked in while you two were tangled on the couch under a blanket. You froze, him holding you protectively, hearts hammering until the footsteps faded. Or the hallway presses, walls keeping your bodies close while your hands roamed surreptitiously. Every stolen moment made the desire intensely grow. Every shared laugh and tease deepened the connection between the two of you.
It was a Thursday morning when the universe decided the secrecy was over. You had stayed over again, tangled in Isaac’s sheets, head on his chest. His arm draped over you, protective and warm. You were too comfortable to move, too safe to care.
Then CRASH!
“Yo! Isaac?” Nick’s voice shouted from the hallway, followed by Larry and Tanner.
Before you could react, the door swung open.
And there you were curled up in Isaac’s bed, hair messy, half-asleep, completely exposed.
Nick froze. “Uh… what the—”
Larry couldn’t help but, hands on his knees. “Dude… are you serious? She’s in your bed?”
Tanner leaned against the doorway, smirking. “Oh man… I cannot believe we just walked in on this.”
You bolted upright, fumbling with the sheets. “Shit! Don’t look!”
Isaac reacted instantly. He grabbed you and pulled you back down, rolling with you so his body turned fully between you and the doorway. His back blocked everything. Now all anyone could see was him.
Nick blinked, voice incredulous. “Wait… she’s… are you two-?”
Isaac didn’t even hesitate. He tightened his arm around you, pressing a firm hand against your hip, and said bluntly, “Yes. She’s mine.”
Larry laughed nervously. “Okay… Wow. Damn, dude. Didn’t expect that.”
Tanner shook his head without another word, still smirking.
You buried your face in Isaac’s chest, mortified. “Please… just leave…”
Isaac pressed a quick kiss to your temple. “Out. Now. Close the door,” he said, voice low, protective, and final.
It shut.
The room fell quiet.
Isaac stayed there for a second longer, hovering protectively until he was sure you were okay. Then he eased back just enough to give you space.
You swallowed, heart still racing, and slipped out from under his arm. “I—I should get dressed.”
You swung your legs over the side of the bed.
Isaac stiffened.
“Hey,” he said quickly.
You paused.
He reached out, fingers catching your wrist. Not rough, just sure. He hesitated, jaw tightening like he was suddenly aware of how vulnerable he sounded.
“Come back,” he said. Softer now. “Please.”
You looked at him.
He didn’t pull you down. Didn’t assume. He just watched you, hand still there, eyes searching your face.
“I’m not done… talking to you,” he added quietly. “And I don’t want you thinking you have to run.”
Something in his voice made your chest tighten.
You nodded and climbed back onto the bed. He shifted immediately, turning toward you, one arm settling around your back like it belonged there.
“You okay?” he asked.
You nodded. Then, after a beat, “I’m… yours?”
He went still.
For the first time since all this started, Isaac looked nervous. His thumb brushed once against your side, a small, unconscious movement. He exhaled.
“I want to be,” he said honestly. “If you want that. I don’t want to assume anything.”
He hesitated. “So… do you want to make this official?”
He waited.
“Yes,” you happily answered.
Relief washed over his face. He let out a quiet breath, almost a laugh, forehead dropping gently to yours.
“Good,” he murmured. “Because I’ve wanted that for a long time.”
isaacwhy with a partner that has a praise kink,,,, he would feed into it so bad ik it,,,,,,,,, hcs/blurb plz!
a/n NY WI-FI IS SO ASS OMG SORRY GUYS..
REQ OPEN
epilogue: you have a praise kink! and isaac won’t tell you but he notices it. a lot.
content contains! nsfw, gender neutral usage
sfw:
♡ you and isaac were freaky but never really delved into kink talk.. so imagine his surprise when he notes your responses to him complimenting and appreciating little things you do
♡ he asks for his cup and you get it? “thanks baby” and you’d cheese so hard like it wasn’t a simple task?
♡ you did your hair a different way or had a stunning outfit? “you look amazing, my love.” and you felt your knees bend inward. isaac notes all these reactions to know how to tease you and slowly but surely, he would start to abuse this knowledge.
♡ he would start to be a bit more extra with his compliments towards you. adding more ‘charisma’ i would say…..
♡ “good job, thank you so much baby. :3” and he runs his hands to the small of your back, tickling you slightly. feelings your insides turn to mush
♡ he would start to be more touch and kiss your more when complimenting you. kissing your forehead or cheek. maybe even a quick peck on the lips
♡ if you did something he asked if you to do you will get a slight ear full.
♡ over text he will make his intentions more evident to praise you a lot
nsfw:
♡ he’ll definitely praise you a lot in bed as well, if you take his cock good he’ll be stuttering a mess.
♡ “you’re so fucking good for me, such a good slut.” as he groans and pushes your head down
♡ his praising would be more excessive here, isaac would be a degrade-y man but finding out you loooove praise made him a new man
♡ when he preps you, he’ll whisper sweet nothings to you as he does. massaging your tummy as he does, down to your waist
♡ “oh you’re so good for me baby. taking my fingers so well. i can’t wait to see you be all pretty on my cock.”
♡ isaac is already a vocal man during sex, but with his new found information; he will definitely be 100x more vocal!!
