Possessive George Would Be Hot

I had so much fun with that last poll!!

Would you guys be willing to answer for another one?

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"

Hi lovely Esmé, do you write for other uk yt boys than Arthur?

I do! How I think I'm going to approach it I'd that if you specifically want to request one of the others you need to say who and give me a good idea of a plot.

I would also need a bit more time to work on them.

You are all welcome to make any requests from my post of fandoms, I do warn you that I have the right to say no to certain people on there.

Thank you so much for asking!!

He always looks so cuddly

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.

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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Okay. I have been thinking of this for a long time and I am trusting you to make this real.

Chris with a Baker reader and she comes on the channel for like without a recipe type challenges.

Make me proud!

I will do my best 😌

Description: Chris and Arthur compete against Bambino Becky and Y/n in the grand finale of their baking competition.

"I can not believe you mate" Chris held his head in his hands as Arthur stood next to him "I mean she's a Baker. Why are you surprised that shes this good?"

The two had challenged Y/n and Becky to a baking competition. The rules were simple. The pairs had 3 hours to bake any pie they wished and were allowed to use a recipe but for everytime they had to look at the recipe they'd lose time to bake.

"Hear that Y/n? The boys are giving up" Becky exclaimed as she pointed across the way.

Y/n didn't look up from kneading the pie dough. But her smirk was evident. When she and Chris began dating she had not wanted to do anything with his channel but as the years went by she finally accepted the offer of being in a video.

She was the judge in Chris's new baking series until the comments came flooding on about how she should compete.

Pairing Y/n with Becky who hadn't won a single episode with the two champions seemed fair...until Y/n didn't look at the recipe and got to baking.

"Arthur pass me the cold butter" Chris said finally bouncing back out of his moment of desperation. He had to do this, not only to win the competition but to beat his girlfriend.

Once the pies were out of the oven the four contestants stood posing for their final show down. The judge this week was Gordon Ramsey aka Italian Bach in a costume.

"I won't lie, these are both great looking pies, but one takes the cake" he said looking to the camera earning a few chuckles. After taking a bite of each her declared the one Y/n and Becky made was the winner much to no one's surprise.

"The Rhubarb in this one was a bit...grainy?" Isaac continued pointing at the loser pie. Chris and Arthur both booing in the background as Y/n and Becky were given their sashes.

As Chris did his outro Y/n came up behind him giving him a kiss on his cheek. Him stuttering before continuing.

On the car ride home the two chatted about the filming and teases were thrown

"I actually really liked your pie" Y/n said earnestly "I think the bin will like it more though" she said hiding her laugh behind her hand.

"Yeah ha ha so funny, at least I didn't look directly at the camera like 6 times" he teased back "how about you and I switch hm? I go to confectionery school and you take over the channel"

Y/n reached her hand over and put it on his.

"I had a lot of fun doing this baby"

"Yeah, me too. I think I need you to show me more baking though, the fans are requesting a season two and I think if you give me more pointers I have a better shot at beating you"

She gave his hand a squeeze. Once stopping at a red light she leaned in and kissed him

"I'd like that"

any recs for good ukyt writers??

this is such a hard question because i know so many good writers on this app, but ill try and mention everyone i can, sorry if i miss anyone ily all

@missust3l3vision

@roc-haze

@mia-maybank

@deejayrockz

@smzyyx

@sweetfcwn

@finchyclarkemd

@artvscvntymullet

@cheekytv

@insomniac4000

@clarkeybabey

@forchencookie

@authortelevision

@clarkeysbedchem

@fawnme1

@pookietv

@raekensluver

@georgeclarkeys

@lightlybloomed

@octaneink

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 ♡♡♡