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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 ♡♡♡

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"

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.

Arthur with a reader who hates alcohol?

This is such a cute idea!! I changed it slightly?

Empty Glasses

Description: Meeting a cute girl at the pub leaves Arthur in a dream like state. All he has to remember her is a coke...and her number.

"Wow, you drink all those yourself?" Arthur heard, looking up he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

He looked at the table, all his mates left their empty glasses with him. Arthur had been too invested in his online chess to even notice them leaving.

"No! Only like..none?" He said, which wasn't untrue. He had a can of pepsi "just this" he pointed to the line can. The girl nodding and sitting at the table next to his

"So I'm guessing your friends left you?" He nodded "same, apparently they saw a karaoke machine" she said with a huff. Arthur nodded giggling. As she was talking he noticed the things she was holding. A can of coke and her phone,

"Where do they have coke!?" Interrupting her to ask she looked down at her hand. Her placing it down infront of him.

"You can have it, if you want?" She offered "I brought it from home, I'm the designated driver" Arthur shook his head.

"I can't take yours!" She pushed the can closer to him. Him picking it up, surprised It was still cold

"I insist, maybe you could give me your number as a thank you?" She asked, her cheeks becoming warm at the offer.

Arthur quickly closed the chess app and opened it to his contacts and handed her the phone.

"I wouldn't mind having your name too?" He asked, his cheeks also now warm with embarrassment. He was sure his friends were going to tease him for having the girl ask him rather than the reverse.

"I'm Y/n" she handed back his phone, the name and number entered along with a text "and you?"

"I'm Arthur" he cracked open the Coke, and took a sip. Watching her as she made him a contact, he was caught off guard when she aimed the camera at him and snapped a pic for the contact photo.

"Could I buy you a drink?" He offered, her saying no and explaining she didn't drink, not that she disapproved of it, just wasn't her thing.

The two spent a few hours chatting, mostly about their friend groups and where they grew up. She was smart, witty, funny, and laughed at all his jokes. He could feel his cheeks hurt from smiling so much.

"I should probably go find my friends now, they get weird when I'm not around" as if on que a loud groaning of Y/ns name was heard. The two shared a chuckle before she wandered off.

Just as soon as she left Chris came over to the table. Seeing the googly eyes Arthur was giving the girl walking away he smirked

"Has someone stolen your heart hmm?" He asked as he slapped his back. The touch scaring Arthur a little.

"Yeah..well no!" He was now completely red "we exchanged numbers and she gave me this" he lifted the coke.

"Wow" Chris raised his eyebrows "she's a keeper. But if you're ready to come back down to earth we are going to a different pub now"

The two men stood and joined the rest of their group as they walked. The cold English night nipping at Arthur's cheeks.

This was far from his first time having a crush on some random girl at a pub, but he didn't know. Y/n seemed different. From how easily he found talking to her, to the way she took the reigns in their conversation.

The rest of the group were all too wrapped up in their own buzzed worlds to notice how he had a small smile and a tight grip on his phone.

He wondered all about her. Did she like football? Was she an animal lover? Would she like to film content with him?

As these questions circled around his mind he felt a buzz from his phone. Looking down it was a message from Y/n.

💬 I'm free Tuesday if you would be down to grab coffee?

His whole body felt like it was on speed. He was practically vibrating. He was so excited he completely forgot the meeting he had planned for Tuesday.

💬 I could bring a coke if you preferred

Arthur responded quickly, he hated letting messages sit

💬 Tuesday works! Meet at Cafe Loretta at maybe like 10??

From down the opposite direction of the pub, Y/n responded

💬 I'll see you then :)

Oh well. That's a future Arthur's problem, he was currently basking in the warmth that was a pretty girls attention. And man could he get used to this pretty girl.

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.

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 ♡

Anything Arthurtv that includes jealousy from his side would be welcome

a/n: hope you like it, also thanks so much for the request:)

The Green in Your Eyes

Summary: Arthur and Y/N have been best friends since university, navigating content creation, late-night edits, and awkward fan comments about their “will-they-won’t-they” dynamic. But everything shifts when Arthur notices Y/N getting close to someone new—someone who isn’t him. When jealousy rears its head, Arthur is forced to confront feelings he’s buried for far too long.

Arthur Frederick was sulking. Not in a dramatic, over-the-top way—he wasn’t that type. No, this was the subtle, broody kind of sulking that came with barely concealed glares at his phone, grumbles under his breath, and editing a video with far more keyboard slamming than necessary.

“Jesus, Arthur, did Premiere Pro personally offend you or something?”

You peeked around the corner of his desk, a half-smile on your face as you held up two mugs—one coffee, one tea. You knew his preference depending on the hour.

Arthur muttered something unintelligible but reached for the tea anyway. “Thanks.”

You raised an eyebrow, settling on the armrest of his gaming chair, the way you always did when you wanted to distract him. “You okay?”

“I’m fine.” He sipped his tea too aggressively. “Just tired.”

Right. Sure. He’d been off since last night, when you posted an Instagram story of you laughing with Lewis—your new coworker at the BBC. You were aware of Arthur’s disapproval, but you hadn’t expected him to spiral into petty silence.

You narrowed your eyes. “Did Lewis do something to you?”

Arthur snorted. “Aside from showing up in my life uninvited and hijacking your attention? No.”

You blinked. “What?”

“I said nothing,” he muttered, returning to his screen.

You tilted your head, resting your chin on your palm. “Arthur.”

“What?”

You leaned in. “No way… you’re actually jealous.”

His fingers froze above the keyboard.

He didn’t respond, but the red tint creeping up his ears said it all.

You grinned. “Oh my god. You are.”

Arthur spun in his chair to face you. “I’m not jealous. He’s just… I don’t trust his jawline.”

You laughed—loud and warm. “His jawline?”

“It’s too sharp. Like, cartoonishly sharp. I feel like it could cut glass.”

“Arthur.” You laughed again. “You’re being ridiculous.”

He rubbed the back of his neck, not meeting your eyes. “He looks at you weird.”

You blinked. “Weird how?”

“Like he already knows he’s gonna ask you out. Like he thinks he has a chance.”

You blinked again. “What if he does?”

Arthur finally looked at you, something raw and vulnerable flickering across his face. “Does he?”

The room stilled.

You weren’t sure when things changed between you and Arthur. Maybe it was the late nights editing side-by-side, knees brushing. Or the way he made your coffee exactly how you liked it without asking. Or how he never let you walk home alone after filming, even if it meant taking a train an hour out of his way.

Or maybe it was the way he looked at you now, like you were the only thing anchoring him in the world.

“No,” you said, softly. “He doesn’t.”

Arthur let out a slow breath. “Good.”

You rolled your eyes, but your heart was hammering. “Still doesn’t explain why you acted like a grumpy cat all day.”

“I wasn’t—”

“Arthur, you full-on growled when I mentioned his name earlier.”

He didn’t deny it.

Silence settled between you again, thick and expectant. You broke it.

“You could’ve just said something, you know.”

“Like what? ‘Hey Y/N, it’s totally normal that I want to punch your coworker because I have repressed feelings for you and get irrationally angry when anyone else gets your attention’?”

You laughed. “Yes. Exactly like that.”

Arthur cracked a small smile. “I thought I was being subtle.”

“You were about as subtle as a car alarm.”

He sighed, looking up at you. “Okay. I like you.”

You stared at him. “Say it again.”

He blinked. “I… like you?”

“No, I mean—say it like you mean it.”

Arthur stood up, hands settling on your hips like it was instinct. “I like you, Y/N. I think I’ve liked you since you made fun of my mic setup in uni.”

You laughed again. “It was held together by duct tape and hope.”

“And yet you still sat beside me in every lecture.”

“I didn’t want you to suffer alone.”

He leaned closer. “You still don’t want me to suffer alone?”

You smiled. “Depends. Are you going to glare at everyone who talks to me?”

“Probably.”

You shrugged. “Then yeah. Still don’t want you to suffer alone.”

His forehead pressed against yours. “You know I’d never actually stop you from being friends with anyone.”

“I know. But I’m glad you were jealous. It means you care.”

“I’ve always cared.”

You kissed him—slow, certain, like you’d been waiting for this moment through every video, every shared laugh, every almost-touch.

And when he kissed you back, it wasn’t awkward or new. It felt like coming home.

Later that night, Arthur posted a new vlog. It had nothing to do with relationships, yet the comments lit up:

“Is it just me or is Arthur glowing???” “Tell me he finally got with Y/N or I riot.” “That ‘I like you’ better be on camera somewhere.”

You scrolled through the replies, smirking as you cuddled closer to him on the couch. “Fans know.”

Arthur didn’t look up from his phone. “Let them guess. Builds suspense.”

You snorted. “You’re such a tease.”

He grinned. “But only for you.”

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Orange Sunglasses - Arthur Frederick fluff

Description: Arthur is allowed the very rare chance to wear your sunglasses, too bad he's as forgetful as the day he was born.

Arthur pouted dramatically as I spoke. He was already eyeing my favourite pair. Rather than offering them you crossed your arms.

"I swear to god if you steal my sunglasses again I will kill you"

"Baby pleaseeee" he begged "I don't have any to wear" which was true. Only due to the fact he lost all his pairs.

"Look, you can borrow a different pair, and only for the day. I don't want to be late to the beach. You know what Chris can be like" Arthur let out a laugh before grabbing a particularly ugly pair of glasses, earning an eyebrow raise from you.

They had thick orange rims and low quality shades. Did they go with any outfits? Not even a little. But they were a go to pair, they you packed everytime.

Finally at the beach the group were all there, Chris filming some video that you weren't apart of. Rather you sat off to the side either tanning or going into the ocean. When they finally wrapped up Arthur immediately joined you.

"Ughh its almost dark!! I thought it would’ve been a shorter shoot" he complained as he slid the sunglasses off his hair to his eyes.

You simply stood up in the water, the waves reaching your waist. It was not a surprise to you, his filming always took longer than he expected.

"Its okay, you have the day off tomorrow right? We can come back" Arthur smiled wide before giving you a tight hug, your wet bikini top soaking his shirt

"Ack! Now my shirts wettt" he cried out, gaining laughs from his friends who were only a few feet away. All of them in just their swim trunks. Letting go of you he ran to the shore, taking off his shirt.

"Hey Y/n can I ask you something?" George asked standing only a few feet away. Once you had nodded he went on to ask "Is there any reason Arthur's wearing those glasses?"

Turning pink you explain, the boys all getting a kick out of their forgetful friend. Once Arthur returned them all taking turns teasing him. Arthur took it in stride, struggling to walk in the water he trudged to you.

"You're all just jealous my girlfriend shares her most precious accessories with me" earning groans as he kisses your cheek. The glasses nudging against your cheekbone.

"Nah mate I'm jealous that you can pull them off so well" Chris says teasingly.

"Don't worry Chrissy, I'm sure they make sunglasses in your size" you say earning gasps from the group before the others piling onto short jokes.

Arthur's hand slid down your arm and squeezed your hand. A silent thank as it directed attention off of him. He was never one to shy away from pda, rather he hated putting you on the spot.

Squeezing back his smile was small but earnest. The group spent another hour on the beach before packing up and leaving to go back to their hotels. Y/n and Arthur being the last on the beach, as they walk along the shoreline.

The sun was setting beautifully and the two walked with light conversation being a background noise to the crashing of waves.

Turning to face Arthur he took your hands in his and brought them to his lips to kiss. You could feel yourself melting before noticing something.

"Arthur" Your tone snapped him out of his daydreaming look "where are your sunglasses?"

Terror washed over him. His hands slapping to his hair where as he had dreaded, the glasses were missing. His mind raced trying to think of where he could have lost them. Maybe the water?

"Fuck" he said exasperated. Not only had he done exactly what you asked him not to do, he lost your glasses. "Can I buy you a different pair?"

"How about you buy me dinner instead" you said with a sigh, as much as you were disappointed he lost them, you knew in your heart it wasn't his fault.

"Deal...and I can sleep in the bed right?" Letting out a bark of a laugh you reached up, kissing his lips quickly. Him closing his eyes like he always did.

"Let's see how well you do at dinner and we will go from there"

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

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.

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Hi! I'm Esmé and I am obsessed with so many different fandoms and people!

I am from Canada and am studying to be a teacher. I love meeting new people so if you ever want to chat feel free to reach out :)

I mainly started this blog because A. I love writing and B. All my biggest crushes have almost no fics about them.

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Here are some Things I love

♡ UK Youtubers

- Arthur

- George

- Will

- Chris

☆ Hogwarts (fuck Jk Rowling)

♡ Umbrella Acedemy

☆ The Righteous Gemstones

♡ MouthWashing

☆ Kurtis Conner

♡ History

☆ Joost Klein

♡ Fashion

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