FINALLY SOMEONE WHO WRITES FOR JOOST

Puffy eyes

Description: After a long day of filming Arthur comes home to a less than happy girlfriend.

It was far from normal to be doing this, but here you were. Sobbing into the arm rest of your boyfriends couch. Arthur was streaming for one of his friends videos and had left you alone in his flat.

While he spent the day on the soccer field, being teased and throwing insults with his friends you were home. You had cleaned the living room and made lunch.

Was that the reason you were crying? No. Was it something to do with anything even remotely sad? Nope. You were watching a video of a baby duck and a baby pig being friends.

The water works were strong today. No clue why. After watching the video three times you finally put the phone down and began to wail.

You were sure if any of Arthur's friends were here they would take the piss. But they weren't, it was just you. Wrapped in a shirt that smelt like your boyfriend on his couch that was a shade of green you associated with him, and only him.

In your own head a little too much, you were unable to hear the clicking of the door opening. Worried he'd wake you up Arthur had entered silently. When he heard your cries this plan stopped.

"Baby?" He voice cut through the air causing your head to shoot up and see your boyfriend.

He had bags under his eyes and was wearing the new hoodie you got him. It had a few grass stains, but you weren't concerned with that. Seeing how concerned he was just made you feel worse.

"Hi honey, I was just about to get ready for bed" you said, sniffles sprinkled in between each word "How was your day?"

Arthur looked hurt and confused. You were clearly crying. But what about? Deciding on not pushing it he followed you to the bedroom. One detail he noticed was you not taking your phone.

After making your way to the bed, we got changed in the closet, telling you about the stream and that all the guys wish you could come to more events

"Sounds fun, maybe next time" you smiled, your eyes were still puffy but you had finally stopped crying. Arthur had that effect on you, he was like a deep breath come to life. "Baby could you please go grab my phone? I left it on the couch"

Without another word Arthur left to go grab it, the phone was warm to the touch and when he flipped it over he saw it was paused on a tik tok.

Becoming concerned he unpaused the video and was met with the same video of the duck and pig being pals. A smile crept on his face as he walked back in the room.

Plugging in the phone he got into bed and kissed your temple. You leaned into the kiss and have him a smile back.

"So...I guess I'm not bringing home any piglets home anytime soon hm?" He asked my face dropping before laughing. Him laughing alongside me. "I was so worried when I came home! I almost cancelled my shoot on Wednesday just to spend the entire week with you"

He explained, his smile unwavering. You shrugged

"I wouldn't mind if we took a holiday, my dad has offered us to go visit him for a while" you suggested "And before you ask, it is ducks and pigs that make me cry. One or the other is fine, but as soon as they cross I can't process it"

You two laughed, him eventually agreeing to cancel the shoot to come down. It would be nice to get out of London, as much as he loved it he knew you needed something like this.

Sure it was a duck and piglet, but he was almost positive there was something going on inside you that caused the tears.

Brushing your hair behind your ear he kissed you softly. His stubble tickling your chin.

"Let's get some rest, I think we both had long days" and with that, the two of you got into cuddle positions and headed to bed. You grateful for the man who held you, and him grateful for the woman who he held.

Before the two drifted off, Arthur made a mental note to buy you your favourite flowers tomorrow. He loved you in every way, but seeing you with puffy eyes broke his heart.

Chess Queen Part One

Description: Arthur needed a little extra encouragement from Italian Bach to talk to his YouTube crush.

Spending the day on a rainy football field was far from what Y/n thought she would be doing right about now. Not only had it been much too early but she was also sure she'd be soaked by the time filming was over.

Y/n L/n, the newest member of the UK Youtuber World was not alike the others. Rather than pub crawls and football matches. She was known for streaming playing board games or yapping to thousands of fans. Despite being new, she was popular.

"Oh my-!" Y/n heard, her head snapping to see who had been yelling. There she saw Italian Bach, or Isaac as she been told to call him stood with a man's hand slapped across his mouth.

The two stared at eachother, her bringing up a hand to wave, only for the man to take the hand off and jog up to you, leaving a baffled man standing still.

"You're Y/n right!?" She nodded and he continued "Oh my god, your literal biggest fan is my best mate, I'll go grab him"

He ran back over, hauling with him the mam who slapped him. As he got closer you recognised him as Arthurtv, or just Arthur.

"Its Isaac and Arthur right?" She asked once they were close enough. Arthur going bright pink when she pointed at him.

"Yeah, Arthur here is again your biggest fan. He had heart eyes when you played chess the other day" he explained as his friend died next to him

"Ah, so you saw me mercilessly destroy them all" she joked, in actuality she had done decent, able to win every game. She was surprised when he answered

"You did really good!! Probably better than me," He announced. His voice a little louder than he was wanting. Isaac stood next to him, watching on like a proud dad "I play a lot of chess" he admits quieter.

"We will have to play together some time" she smiled, something that made the man short circuit. His ears going pink as he responded meekly.

"Yeah! Uhm..please" He peeped out. You were going to get his contact information when KSI called over the group to start the video.

After filming, the group all sat under a tent as the rain beat down around them. Looking up at the clouds Y/n let out a deep sigh, catching the attention of Arthur.

He was embarrassed to admit it but his eyes never left her. She had even caught him a few times.

"Are you okay?" He asked, catching her sights. She turned to him, her biting her lip

"Yeah, I'm just sort of dreading walking to the train station" she confesses, Isaac popping out of nowhere

"You're out on Berry right?" She nods "well Arthur here lives like 2 blocks away. Why don't you catch a ride with him?"

He claps his hand on Arthur's back, who nods eagerly.

"Would that really be okay? I don't want to put you out" Arthur shakes his head and hands.

"No!! It'd be no trouble at all" Arthur and you start walking out to his car, the whole time you have slightly awkward small talk.

Arthur had so many things he wanted to say to him but didn't know how.

"So, you film alot" she asks "Your film schedule is like double mine" she jokes.

"What can I say? The camera loves me" he wiggles his eyebrows. The two of you sharing a laugh.

As the buildings pass, the awkwardness passed with them. Pulling up to Y/ns address she didn't want the conversation to end. Inviting him in the two ordered dinner and spent the entire night chatting.

It felt calming and fluid, talking to Arthur she felt like herself.

"I should probably get going, George has been spamming me about not being home yet" you giggle and agree.

"I suppose I'll let you go. Can I see you again sometime?" He stutters

"I would be honoured to see you again, I'm holding you to that chess offer"

And so, the two split up. Once alone they both unaware the other was also freaking out.

One thing was for sure, they both had to practice playing chess for when they did play together. Both were determined to win.

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

Will Lenney Masterlist

Headcannons

Black Coffee

Date Night + Boys

Chris MD Masterlist

Headcannons

Sweet as Pie

Date Night + Boys

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.

Dream Date Night with the Boys

Description: Small snippets of each of the boys dream date with Y/n.

Arthur ☆

Having a date with you is something he'd spend all week looking forward to. Starting off in the morning with coffee st your favourite cafe he'd take you to all the shops you want, and finish with playing board games and eating take out. He'd have a cheesy grin the entire day.

George ♡

His dream date was simple. Dinner at home with you, maybe a movie on in the background. He loved spending time in the kitchen with you, even if it meant that it wasn't perfect. Making memories was worth the world to him. And if it really was bad food you could just order pizza.

Will ☆

To start off the perfect day it would need to involve sleeping in. Then he'd want to go out for a nice dinner and grab cocktails before heading home and binging your show. He'd hold you tight and whisper theories with every development in the plot. You'd often fall asleep to the sound of the intro.

Chris ♡

He'd love to go to the fair with you. Riding all the barely legal carnival rides and eating the most sugary foods in the country. He'd then drive around with you, the windows down and music blaring. He'd look over at you as the window blew through your hair. The prettiest sight he's seen.

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!

Thank you for writing the Arthur snuggle fest. I hope to read many more of your fics. Merci 💋

Thank you so much for the request! Feel free to send more. Also, it's comments like this that make me want to write.

This community is so sweet ♡♡♡

George Clarke Headcannons

☆ Before you two move in together he never comes over empty handed. Always bringing either dinner, wine, or some desserts you mentioned being your favourite.

♡ Spends literal hours thinking about you at night. He has insomnia and in his sleep deprived state, he likes when his mind drifts to you.

☆ Is a bit of a drama queen when it comes to being sick. He needs constant attention or else he begins to get crabby. He doesn't mean to, it just happens.

♡ He loves to kiss your temple. It makes him feel tall and that he is keeping you safe, all from a peck on the head, but you don't mind.

☆ He loves messing with your hair. if you have long hair, he’ll twirl it around his fingers while talking to you. He is learning how to braid it for you too.

♡ Cooks for you in the mornings and always so proud of himself after. Even if the eggs are a little too crisp and the coffee is weak, you are happy to have it.

☆ Loves teasing you and being teased by you. Asks you to never go easy on him, pull no punches. Does he sometimes reuse your material in videos? Yes.

♡ Who never lets you pay something. When you go shopping and you take out your wallet to pay, he frowns dramatically before snatching it and paying.

☆ Spends every moment he can with you, if he's not literally holding your hand then you better believe he's filming and thinking about holding your hand. Its gotten to the point Max has called it his "Y/n Gaze".

♡ Asked you out when his football rolled over to you and instead of asking for you to kick it back he ran up and apologised before introducing himself.

☆ His family loves you so much, to the point they make jokes that you are their favourite. George rolled his eyes and answered "She's my favourite too"