The Green In Your Eyes

Here's a small thing I made in between fics

An Arthur Tv inspired Mood board.

Here are more Headcannons to go along with it :)

♡ Once spent an entire day sorting through his pictures of you to make sure his gallery looked perfect. He also set it up so that everytime he opens his phone the wallpaper is a different photo of you.

☆ Arthur loves the crinkle you get on your forehead when you're confused about something. He wants to kiss it everytime he sees it but thinks you'd be weirded out.

♡ Would never say no to running errands with you. He loves spending time with you and thinks of having some alone time with chores is romantic.

☆ Likes reading with you, it's something small that means a lot to him. He looks forward to the time you two spend in bed next to eachother reading before sleeping.

♡ Has tried to propose but got too scared and is back to waiting. He is not one to rush things but he knows that you're the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with.

☆ If you get your nails done then he will make sure to tell his friends so that when they see you they can compliment them. He knows it makes your day when someone notices them.

♡ He is someone who makes a big deal of your birthday. Dinner alone, friends party, close friends party, family party, and a dozen dedication posts on all his socials.

I love Arthur the way you do. I get you. How about writing a snuggle fest with Arthur, bursting with love? 💖💖💖

Oh my god this one is cute!!

Cuddle Bug

Description: Arthur has been feeling a little...off lately, and he needs you with him on the morning.

"I need to get up" Y/n mumbled against the covers. She had a meeting in less than two hours and yet she was still curled up in bed with Arthur.

Earning a groan from the man who's grip, only got tighter around her. They were the perfect temperature. All snuggly and warm, too bad Arthur was a chronic cuddle bug.

This was the first morning in ages the two got to cuddle, and Arthur refused to give it up. A small worry struck him like an arrow.

When was the next time you two could cuddle like this?

"Sweetie please, I seriously need to go" she persisted, her voice clearer as she tried to sit up. Arthur had a bad day yesterday, one where nothing seemed to go right until he crawled into bed with you.

"Please my love, stay just a little longer" he pleaded into the back of her shoulder. His hands still firmly on her hips.

Y/n felt a sting as she recognised the desperation in his voice. While she felt bad he had a bad day, this meeting was very important.

"I'll be home before you know it, I can even pick up breakfast on my way home?" She tried to persuade him. Earning a grunt from the man.

She weighed the options. Work was important, but nothing compared to the man in her arms. He wasn't like himself in this moment, and she finally decided to do what was right.

And so she turned over, facing him. His eyes were closed and she could see the bags underneath his eyes forming and how his hair was even more messy than usual.

Bringing up a hand to comb through it he leaned into her touch, his eyes finally opening. The bark brown eyes that stared into yours broke something inside you.

Reaching for your phone on the side table you made a few adjustments to the day.

First, calling in sick.

Second, telling his friends he can't film today,

And third was ordering breakfast to be delivered.

Arthur watched you tapping away on your phone, confused but understanding. He thought you might have been texting a friend or scheduling an uber.

Once you put your phone back you wrapped your arms around him. The hug was secure, something he needed in this moment.

"There, we are taking a mental health day" he hummed back in response a small thank you. His hands were on you, but barely touching.

Even with the great news he couldn't shake the worry that this was a fleeting experience with you.

You pulled back to look up at him, your hands still on his chest. He looked to be still in his head, a sight you had grown to know.

You loved Arthur, but sometimes he was his own worst enemy.

"I love you, I always will love you" Arthur could feel himself begin to melt. He kissed your lips softly

"I know you do, I love you too. Forever and always" then he rested his forehead against yours.

Laying in bed for hours, with the only time getting up was to grab the food. The pair hugged, cuddled, and talked.

Despite living together and having a lot of the same friends, the two were beginning to have some distance. Something Arthur noticed and hated.

"Do you want to pick out a movie on the couch and I'll make dinner?" Y/n offered, getting a huff in return

"Or I could help you? Like the lovely, amazing, super smart, and even more handsome husband I am" he responded coming with you to the kitchen.

She didn't think he noticed it, but when he called himself her husband she paused.

Despite the two dating since university, they still haven't tied the knot. Giving the man a kiss she finally responded

"Silly me"

Husband Master list

Headcannons

Orange Sunglasses

Puffy eyes

Empty Glasses

Chess Queen Part One

Cuddle Bug

Lizards and Looks

Down the Barrel

Mood board + Headcannons

Date night + Boys

An Arthur request please. You work at a zoo and Arthur fancies you. He does everything to win your heart. - 🐤

I HAD SOMETHING ALONG THESE LINES COOKIN

Lizards and Looks

Description: Arthur has a crush on the lizard specialist at his local zoo. He's a bit obvious about it.

Arthur had spent too many Sundays at the zoo. It had come to the point he was on a first name basis with the staff. He would dilly dally around the lions and zebras before beelining to his favourite exhibition.

Everyone knew why he was there. It was no secret, Arthur Frederick was in love with Y/n L/n. He thought he was so slick. The only thing that didn't know about his feelings?

The lizards.

"And that's why the bearded dragon is called a dragon!" Y/n explained to the crowd of kids, all letting out amazed gasps. Off to the side stood Arthur, with a similarly big smile.

He's heard every one of her lectures and knew them all by heart. His personal favourite was on the bearded dragons. They all were named after members of the Scooby Doo Gang.

Once Y/n put the Lizard named Daphne back in her cage the kids all dispersed leaving her with the grinning man.

"Wow, you knocked that out of the park" he exclaims "I mean, this is definitely top 10 times you've done that presentation" he jokes, her laughing with him

"Yeah? I'm glad you think so, you're basically my number one fan at this point" she teases. Not only had she picked up on the fact that Arthur had a crush on her, she felt the same way about him.

"I'm starting a Y/n fan club as we speak" he leans back, against the wall. Him wearing a cheeky smile.

"I'll make sure to let my mom know to subscribe" she says rolling her eyes "Where are you supposed to be right now?"

"What do you mean? I don't have anything going on" he says confused. Having control on his schedule made spending time with Y/n easy.

"What about later? Have Any plans then?" She asked, as she leaned against the same wall next to him. The two facing the reptile hall, as happy children wander about.

"Nope, I almost never film on Sundays, they're my relax day" he explains. "Again, why?"

The cogs in his brain turning as he tried to figure out what she was getting at. He was so clueless to the small looks she was giving him or how her body was slightly shaking.

"Well, I was wondering what time you are going to pick me up" she says pushing off the wall "maybe 6?" She suggests, finally looking over to the man.

Arthur stood with his jaw dropped and cheeks red. You couldn't help but giggle at the sight.

"Uh-" he gulps "Yeah! Six o'clock. Could I have your number?" She nods, slipping him her phone number written on a dinosaur shaped post it note. Giving him a wave she headed to the main office where she was greeted by four coworkers.

"Y/N!" They all exclaimed loudly, nearly knocking the woman off her feet. The five animal nerds all excited about her boldness in asking out the man.

"I can't believe I did it! I'm just glad I didn't do it with Lizard shit on my hands" she admitted, still buzzing from the news of date night.

He always looks so cuddly

I'm going to preface this by saying I am Canadian so I call it Soccer sometimes.

Smooth As Soccer

Description: George hits Y/n with a football and as he makes sure she's okay...he notices how pretty she is.

It wasn't everyday that Y/n had the chance to go to the park and read her book. Probably closer to every two weeks, but when she got the chance she took it.

Sitting under a particularly comfortable tree with her book in her lap she could breathe easier. The noises around her blending into white noise as she was fully immersed.

That was until a soccer ball hit her face.

Square in the nose, the pain came after the confusion. A pulsating sting surged through her face as her hands came up to her nose.

If she hadn't been so disoriented she would have noticed how quickly he got to her. Almost as if he had kicked it this direction and kept going.

"Oh my fucking god I am so sorry!" George ran to her, kneeling down to get a better look at the damage he had inflicted.

"Should I call an ambulance?" A voice from over his shoulder called, she was too focused on the pain to respond.

"I Don't think I broke anything he shouted back" his voice shaky

"Yeah no- I don't need one" you said, bringing your hands down seeing no blood. The man infront of you took your chin between his fingers and took a good look at you.

In any other scenario you'd be dying of embarrassment at the touch of a stranger, but again you were focused on other things.

"Its swelling a lot, I am so sorry" he said letting go of your chin "Is there anyway I can make it up to you? Like anything?"

His guilt was weighing on him like a tonne of bricks. Not only had he hurt you but he had done it in a way where you may seriously hate him.

Y/n shook her head, finally getting a good look of the man her cheeks became warm. His soft brown curls moved with him as he tilted his head

"No, no I'll be okay" she stood up reaching for her book "Uh yeah" George found her newfound awkwardness cute, standing up as well he was quite a bit taller catching them both off guard.

He noticed the book she dropped, it had been one of his favourites. Another reason to like her he thought. He wanted to tell her but knew it probably wasn't the best time. Instead he introduced himself.

"I'm George" he said his a hand going to the back of his neck.

"I'm Y/n" she heard more noises coming from behind him, glancing she saw more men all waiting for their friend to return with the ball. One of the guys waving when he saw her.

As she was looking past, George's heart began beating fast. She was really pretty up close. Her hair was styled perfectly for her face, and her eyes were so bright.

He felt creepy staring at her like this, but he couldn't help himself. When she did turn back she didn't catch him

"I don't want to keep you from your game" she said giving him a small smile. It was hard to not notice how handsome he was, but wow did her face hurt

"Well maybe I can see you again? As an apology I mean" he suggested shyly, pulling out his phone "or like just to hang out?" She giggled at his sudden insecurity

"I'd like that, here's my number" She took the outstretched phone and put in her information.

Now, a few weeks later Y/n stood in a line with her new boyfriend and all his friends. Playing soccer was something they all really enjoyed, and she had been roped into coming.

"George, you hit another girl while we're here you can walk home" you jokingly warn. Of course it later came out that he had purposefully hit you to try and get your attention, though he wasn't expecting to hit you so hard.

"Pssh, you say that like he hadn't tried to get your attention plenty of times before" Chris jokes being met with a pink George and a confused Y/n.

"Wait...had you tried to get my attention before?" George looked away, nudging the soccer ball with his foot "God you're not smooth"

"But look at us now! No need to dwell on the past" he said loudly, earning eye rolls from his friends "Y/n is on my team" he directed as the group split in half.

Y/n could see her favourite tree from where she stood on the field. A direct line of sight to it. If she had looked up even once from her book she would have seen him.

With that she let out a small laugh.

Chris Dixon Headcannons

♡ Needs you in his videos. Always points you out If you're behind the camera or if you call him while filming he answers and puts the speaker up to his mic. To put it gently this man is a hard launch.

☆ If you're taller than him he calls you his Amazonian Queen. If you're shorter be ready for short jokes. He needs an outlet and you're the perfect target.

♡ Once spent an entire hour trying to figure out your text message, finally calling you to ask. Apparently the 28 year old man doesn't know what ttyl means.

☆ Has every holiday marked on his phone with reminders of what he wants to get you. Valentines Day? dinner and chocolates. Easter? Candy basket. Fathers day? Socks.

♡ Changed his profile picture on all socials to a picture of the two of you on a football field. Its his favourite picture of you. The way you're smiling makes him melt.

♡ Has made an entire series on his channel about you. Vlogging dates and explaining stories to his fans as you sit with him. He can't take his eyes off of you.

☆ When you meet his sister its like fireworks. The two of you click wonderfully. And become quick friends, later the two of you hang out without Chris. Which he becomes jealous about quickly.

☆ He loves spending time with you and having a mundane day is one of his small pleasures in life. Cooking, cleaning, running errands all of it.

♡ All his friends love you but when the cameras turn on treat you like you're stealing their man. It's especially funny when Arthur tells you to "step off bitch" in his soft voice.

☆ If he found out you were a long time fan of his youtube he would fall 100 times more in love with you. Then the realisation washed over him that you've seen him at such a young age.

♡ Once drunk texted you about how pretty you were thinking you were someone else. You didn't stop him and listened as he slurred on and on about his wonderful girlfriend.

Head Cannons with Arthur Frederick

♡ The sweetest man you have ever met. Constantly texting you asking how you are doing and if he can do anything for you.

☆ Literally studies your interests so that he can impress you with his knowledge "you know babe, grilled cheeses weren't a sandwich till the 1960s" and you sort of just smile and nod.

♡ Huge animal lover. If you have any pets (especially dogs) he will constantly be with them. Don't bother even looking for a pet sitter he is right there.

☆ Has designated a date night that he refuses to miss. Even if he is across the country filming something he will doordash you dinner and facetime while he eats something similar.

♡ Loves cuddling. Usually falls asleep as big spoon but wakes up as little spoon. He loves feeling your breath on his neck when he wakes up, it soothes him though he'd never tell you that.

☆ Tries not to talk about you too much when filming as to not come off as weird...but ends up yapping about you anyways. "My girlfriend once got this one drink that was like dragonfruit and Basil flavoured!!" And the others are like "okay?" And he is smiling thinking about you.

♡ Before you move in he would spray his cologne on his sweaters before "accidentally" leaving them at your place. Never his favourite one though, he wants you to actually ask to borrow that one.

☆ Has your contact name constantly changing. Cycles through "wife", "lovebug", and "The Missus". If you ever call while he's filming he will answer and explain but is always attentive to what you are calling about.

♡ Has never pressured you about being in his videos, simply offered and if you agree he shows you off like the gem he thinks you are. If you prefer to stay off camera that works too.

☆ All his friends love you and feel confident you will be the girl he marries. Has had to call you several times to pick him up after spending the day drinking.

♡ Speaking of drinking, I think he gets even clingier when drunk. Could be standing there barely able to keep his eyes open and is making grabby hands at you.

I need a ChrisMD fic where George is streaming and the reader is trying to have sex with Chris. Chris gives us and goes into George’s room and unplugs his stream because he’s so over it. George tweets that chris is in a bad mood but chris is too busy having sex with his girlfriend to care

thanks love

Stream interrupted - Chrismd

Chris was trying—really trying—to focus.

The bed creaked under him in protest, the sheets warm and tangled, Y/N’s leg slipping over his hip as she shifted closer, mouth brushing just beneath his ear. The kiss was soft, slow, a question asked without words—one that Chris very much wanted to answer.

Her fingers skimmed up beneath his shirt, nails dragging lightly down his back. He let out a low breath, eyes fluttering shut as she kissed down the column of his throat.

And then—

“NO WAY—chat, did you see that? Man’s moving like his controller’s got a five-second delay. Actual disgrace.”

Chris’s head hit the pillow with a frustrated thud.

Y/N paused, lifting her head with a stifled laugh. “Is he playing GTA again?”

Chris groaned. “He’s got the entire flat sounding like a Twitch convention. I’m literally being heckled through the wall.”

“Could be worse,” she teased, grinning against his jaw. “He could’ve said your name.”

Another yell echoed through the wall.

“I SWEAR if you clip that—Chris is gonna get demonetised just from proximity!”

Chris sat up with a muttered curse. “That’s it. I’m ending this man’s career.”

Y/N blinked, half-laughing. “Babe, you’re literally—wait—Chris—”

But he was already halfway across the flat, joggers hanging low on his hips, no shirt, barefoot stomping down the hall like a man possessed. He didn’t knock. He didn’t hesitate.

He kicked George’s door open.

George spun in his chair like he’d been caught watching something illegal. “Jesus Christ—what are you—”

Chris didn’t answer. He walked straight over, leaned down, and with zero hesitation—click—yanked the plug from George’s streaming setup. The entire rig went dark.

Chat died mid-‘LMAOOOO’.

George blinked. “Did you just… kill my stream?”

Chris was already halfway out the door. “I’m trying to have sex, George. Kindly shut the fuck up.”

Back in the bedroom, Y/N was laughing so hard she’d rolled onto her stomach, face buried in a pillow.

Chris shut the door behind him and crossed back to the bed, all mock irritation and flushed cheeks. “Right. Where were we?”

She grinned, grabbing him by the waistband and dragging him back down into the sheets. “You were trying to focus.”

This time, there were no interruptions.

—

Ten minutes later, a tweet appeared on George’s feed:

chris is in a mood btw

Not five minutes after that, Chris replied:

in my girlfriend actually. cheers x

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A very short one shot but I’m bad after a short break!! I’m a teacher and I started this blog while on school holidays, finding time is a littler trickier now but I hope you enjoy xxx

Requests are open xx

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FINALLY SOMEONE WHO WRITES FOR JOOST

Would you be willing to do a fic with Joost and his stylist dating?

EEEK!! YEAH I LOVE HIM

Here you go my dearest anon

Description: Joost and his stylist/girlfriend have a calm night, with him falling even deeper in love with her.

You never in a million years thought you'd be here. Sitting next to Joost Klein as you sketched his next outfit for the tour.

You were not only is girlfriend but his stylist aswell. It was your job for the man to be on theme but also look good.

He was having a 2000s meets corporate look right now, and she thought he looked very handsome. She let him know it often.

"I think the tie should be fat" Joost said pointing at the blue and yellow striped tie on the models shirt.

"Or should I open up your shirt and show off some skin?" She said tapping the end of the pen on the edge of her tablet.

"Ooo scandalous" he said kissing your cheek "I hope nobody falls in love with me and steals me away from you" He jokes

"If that happened I'd be proud to be your designer and heartbroken as your girlfriend" Y/n responded not looking up from the tablet.

Looking over to the woman he grew to love he couldn't help but feel proud. She was incredibly talented and directed all her artistic skills on him. She was the one to suggest the blue suit for Eurovision and was there to hold him when he was disqualified.

Snapping back to reality Joost chuckled, discarding his headphones he stood up, several pops coming from his back as he twisted. Looking down at his girlfriend he felt a warmth surge through him.

"Should we get dinner?" He asked remembering the time it was. The sky had a soft Indigo hue as it shifted from day to night. It was common for the couple to not eat supper until seven.

"Yeah I guess" she saved the design before switching off the tablet "I'd be down to go out. I want to get some fresh air" she suggested to a nodding man.

As the two ventured off they both silently agreed to go to the Vietnamese place around the corner. It was their go to on late nights like today.

The jingling bell alerted the servers of their arrival as they sat down and ordered. Getting their usuals they rolled into small talk. Joost bringing up some Tik Tok ideas and what he wanted to wear in them.

It was easy talking to Joost, he was charismatic without trying.

"There's one that I really need to be exactly how I envision it oke?" He says with serious eyes. You give him an earnest nod as he explains "It needs to be like one of those I ♡ NY shirts, but instead it say I ♡ Unity. Think you can pull it off?"

As you two share a look you burst out laughing, receiving your food.

"I will need to make some calls, but I think we can make it happen" as the conversation carries on, the warm feeling in Joosts body didn't fade it got stronger.

Once the food was eaten and the bill paid the two walked back their shared flat.

"I love you" Joost said as you walked, the cool night painting a picture behind you. Joost turned to fully face you.

"I love you too" she said as she took his hands in hers, "You're all I want" he gave her a genuine grin leaned down for a kiss, meeting her halfway the two stood there for a moment, the world nothing to them.

No worries, no issues, and best of all no interruptions.