Who Should I Write Headcannons For Next!?

Bob

Description: Y/n is a barista at a local coffee shop, too bad the newest Barista doesn't know about his past selves mistake.

George Clarke was far from proud of the situation he has put himself in. Coming to the same coffeehouse since he was 10, back when the barista asked his name and he jokingly answered as "Bob, like the Sponge"

Its been years and as the people cycled through the shop his nickname remained. No matter what he got or who with, his cup would say "Bob, like the sponge" at times it would even have pictures of the classic yellow sponge.

The reason of his sudden embarrassment? It was all thanks to the hot Barista who asked for his name and someone else answered for him.

"Oh that's Bob" Georges smirk fell from his face. The pick up line dying on his tongue.

Fuck.

The girl looked at him a moment longer before shrugging and writing it on the cup. As she did so her coworker started to explain the lore. George watched past the extra cups and the hundreds of packs of sugar. How his mistake as a little boy was making a pleasant afternoon hell.

"I don't think you look like a Bob" she said when she walked over, "More like a Cornelius" she said with a smile. Him shaking his head but never telling her the real one.

And so this continued. Him coming in and having her try to guess his name. She started off wacky, something George found cute.

Y/n knew who George was. Her brother was a huge fan, but she knew that if she told him she knew that he might stop coming around.

"I like your shirt, that's a great band" she pointed at his shirt, the band had been one he's seen many times.

They had great chemistry, something she wanted to pursue. Not sure how and trying to buy time she continued the game of guessing until it dawned upon her.

He had been posting about going to a concert she had gotten tickets for and finally used it as an open when he wore one of the bands t shirts.

"Right! I've been trying to get my friends to come with me to see them when they play in August" he says excitedly. He had been texting Chris about going that exact morning

"The one on the 20th or the 21st?" She asked as she set the cup of coffee down infront of him.

"The 20th, I have to take a flight the next day, either wise I'd go both days"

"Well I guess I'll see you there" she said with a warm smile.

He was caught off by it. His ears returned to red as he took the coffee and walked out. Looking at the name on the cup it didn't say Bob or Thomas rather a phone number and surprisingly George Clarke.

Of course when he found out the full of her plan he was amazed. He had no clue, of course now whenever he ordered coffee he always put down the name Cornelius.

Because in his wife's words, he looked like one.

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.

So we were both thinking about an Arthur at the zoo fic. Loved it girlie, tysm. You are on a roll. Yoooo - 🐤

Ahhhh thank you!!

He's such an animal lover I knew I wanted to have him at a zoo, either bumping into Y/n and they exchange animal facts till the place closed.

Or!

Zookeeper Y/n x Arthur, so I'm glad you made the choice for me ♡

Feel free to make more requests!

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.

Always Be You

Description: George is so scared of losing you that he puts all his cards on the table. Blurting out his feelings is always a good idea right?

Being friends with George was awesome. So fucking awesome. From being each others bus buddies from the age of 5 to 18 and having almost every class together. Y/n had been his neighbour since he began primary.

Now, several years later they were just as close. Eachothers emergency contacts, biggest supporters, and as you could probably guess long time crush.

His mum told him probably a thousand times that they would end up together. Everytime she caught her son waiting for her to text back or when he'd leave for school early to have enough time to pick her up.

George fell for her after though his soul knew since the first time they met. When he finally figured out she also liked him he thought it was something he had missed his chance on.

The day his mum telling him that she liked him, only for him to shake his head and run off to his bedroom.

Now, he stood infront of her apartment. He was there for a party and to meet her new "friend" Michael.

She had asked him to come as a favour and wasn't given any details.

He seethed at the thought of him. He had not wanted to go, but knew this meant a lot to you. Knocking on the door you opened it.

Wearing a dress he bought for you and earrings his mother gave you. You looked like a dream come true.

"George! Its about time you got here" you said as you ushered him in. He loved the feeling of her hands on him.

Walking in he was met with the smell of something delicious cooking on the stove and the flat empty.

"Where's everyone else?" He asked, he was mentally freaking out that it might just be the three of you.

"No one, just us" she confessed "I have something important I wanted to ask.

A million worries came to him as he stood in the same kitchen he spent many late nights in. He nodded for her to keep going.

"So I know you're worried about me and Michael-"

"I'm in love with you!" He shouted. The fuze of his heart being lit in the same amount it took to explode "And I have been for awhile. I know you don't love me anymore but I can't have you talking about him around me" he wanted to cry "I just can't"

He slumped into the barstool. You watching him with an open open mouth

"I'm in love with you too" you said, your voice barely above a whisper. 8 year old you would have fainted at this point. Admitting it to your diary was nothing to admitting it to the man himself.

She had known longer but let the feelings inside her simmer. She gave up hope, but a little bit of her never gave up. Now seeing the man in front of her she was glad she kept it.

He flung himself up, kissing you passionately. His weight on you a gentle indication of how much he truly loved you. Finally backing away yo let you each breathe. She looks at him with a Dazed look

"Now back to why I invited you over, Michael is getting married and I was hoping you'd be my plus one...everyone else is coming to the party in 20, I just wanted to ask before" George rolled his eyes, not at her but at his own silly jealousy.

"Yeah I'd love to come" he leans in, kissing her again "As long as I can go as your boyfriend" she pretended to think, tapping her finger but before she could answer he leaned in again.

"Your mum is going to explode when we tell her" his face fell. He had to do something he hated, telling his mum that she was right.

I am really enjoying your stories. It was a great day when I discovered you.

This is so sweet oh my goodness!! I'm hoping you stick around, I love having you here ♡♡♡

Arthur's very dishy, isn't he? I don't blame you for going gaga over him. 🙂

He's a total smoke show. I love so much about him, and I know its bad to form parasocial relationships with celebrities...but he's just a guy ♡

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.

Whats your writing process?

This is such a cute question

I find somewhere comfortable to write usually with a blanket and put on my headphones. I either listen to shitty garage band type or TV girl.

Then I find the list of prompts in my notes app and I write there. I prefer writing on my laptop but it's more convenient to type on my phone right now.

If you guys want to see the prompt list let me now!

Black coffee

Description: Will is a little grumpy but Y/n is quick to change his entire morning. Something that he takes seriously.

Will was never a morning person. All his filming was in the afternoon and usually bled into the night. He owned many of those cringe "don't talk to me until I've had my coffee" mugs and used them unironically.

As per usual you woke up first and got up to go get ready for work. Making a pot of coffee you made sure to keep it down as to not wake your sleeping boyfriend.

By the time he did wake up you were showered, dressed, hair done, make up perfect, and the coffee was ready.

Wills eyes slowly opened before closing as he let out a small groan which caught your attention.

"Good morning love" he mumbled as he heard you come back into the bedroom. You were always up before him "you look good"

His eyes took a moment to adjust to the lighting before seeing you. Your hair looked really nice and your outfit was one of his favourites

"Thank you Will" she said as she set down his coffee on the table beside his bed, giving him a kiss on the forehead

"Are you working today?" He asked as he closed his eyes again. He could smell the coffee and your perfume, it always made him feel better.

"Yeah I'm leaving in 15" she said checking her phone for the time "want me to grab anything on my way home?" She asked as she walked to the full length mirror in their shared room.

"Mmm I think we need lemons" he suggested as raised his arms making grabby hands at the girl who rolled her eyes and got back into bed, cuddling up with the sleepy man.

"I'm going to wake you up when I need to leave you know" he grunted in return and smooshed his face into your chest. You were so warm.

Will quickly fell back asleep. Y/n combed her fingers through his hair. Something she knew he liked as he had the smallest smile on his resting face.

It broke her hear having to go, but she had to. Delicately moving him off of her she gave him another kiss and went to work. When Will did wake up fully he was met with an empty bed and luke warm coffee.

He reached for his phone sending a quick text to Y/n

💬 I don't deserve you.

She responded soon after

💬 🍋🍋🍋🍋

Starting to get ready for the day he took a shower, accidentally ignoring all his friends messages. There was only really one thing on his mind.

The love of his life and how he was going to pop the question.