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I am currently writing a will fic that should be out soon enough hopefully

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Accidental Confessions ?

Arthur TV X fem.reader

WHO KNEW A CHRIS MD VIDEO COULD TURN 2 FRIENDS INTO SOMETHING MORE .........................

The camera was already rolling by the time you arrived.

"She's late!" Chris MD announced dramatically as you jogged across the football pitch, coffee in one hand and your phone in the other.

"I am literally three minutes late," you laughed, hugging Chris before greeting everyone else. "Good morning to you too."

The group was made up of the usual UK YouTube crowd—Chris, Harry, George Clarkey, Theo, Arthur TV, and a few others. It wasn't unusual for you to appear in their videos anymore. After years of making your own content, you'd naturally become part of the friendship group.

Arthur was one of the first people you'd met in the scene.

From the outside, everyone assumed the two of you were dating already.

You weren't.

You'd just been inseparable for years.

"About time," Arthur teased, stealing your coffee before taking a sip.

"You are unbelievable."

"You still like me."

"I tolerate you."

He grinned. "That's basically love."

Chris clapped loudly. "Save the flirting. We've got football to play."

The morning was exactly what everyone expected.

Missed penalties.

Terrible commentary.

Harry somehow ending up on the floor every five minutes.

Arthur celebrating every successful pass as if he'd won the Champions League.

Every time your team scored, Arthur was the first one running over, throwing an arm around your shoulders.

"Assist of the century!" he yelled after you'd accidentally set him up for a goal.

"It was a misplaced pass."

"It was intentional."

"It really wasn't."

"It absolutely was."

The cameras caught every second.

During one of the breaks, everyone gathered near the benches while Chris explained the next challenge.

You were chatting with George when someone from another pitch wandered over.

He'd clearly recognised the filming.

"You lot are YouTubers, right?" he asked.

Chris nodded politely.

The guy's eyes landed on you.

"Oh yeah, I've seen her."

You smiled awkwardly.

Then he shrugged.

"Don't really get why she's here though. She's just here because she's fit."

The conversation went silent.

Your smile disappeared instantly.

You'd heard comments like that before.

That you hadn't earned your place.

That you were only included because you were a girl.

Usually, you rolled your eyes and ignored it.

Before you could even think of replying—

"What?"

Arthur's voice cut straight through the silence.

The guy looked at him.

Arthur stepped forward.

Arthur repeated, "what did you just say?"

The easy-going smile he'd worn all morning had completely vanished.

The stranger laughed nervously.

"It was just a joke."

"No, it wasn't."

Arthur folded his arms.

"She works just as hard as every single person here."

Nobody spoke.

Arthur didn't stop.

"She spends hours editing, filming and putting videos together. She's one of the funniest people in this group, and she's one of my closest mates."

His voice stayed calm.

Which somehow made it even more intimidating.

"So don't reduce everything she's done to how she looks."

The stranger mumbled an apology before quickly walking away.

Silence lingered.

Harry quietly muttered, "Bloody hell."

Theo nodded.

"Fair play."

You stared at Arthur.

"You... didn't have to do that."

He looked confused.

"Yeah, I did."

"No—"

"Y/N."

His expression softened.

"I hate hearing people talk about you like that."

Your chest tightened.

Chris awkwardly clapped his hands together.

"Right... football?"

Everyone immediately agreed, sensing the moment needed space.

The rest of filming carried on normally.

Well...

As normal as it could.

But every now and then you'd catch Arthur glancing over to check you were okay.

It made your stomach do something very unfamiliar.

Filming finally wrapped just before sunset.

Chris thanked everyone while cameras packed away.

People slowly headed towards their cars.

You found Arthur sitting on one of the benches, scrolling through his phone.

"You disappeared."

He looked up.

"Oh... just needed five minutes."

You sat beside him.

For a while, neither of you spoke.

Finally you nudged his shoulder.

"Thanks."

"You already thanked me."

"I'm thanking you properly."

He smiled faintly.

"I just... got annoyed."

"I noticed."

"I know you can stand up for yourself."

"I can."

"But I didn't want you to have to."

Your heart skipped.

"You've had people saying stuff like that for years."

He sighed.

"And I've always hated it."

You looked at him.

"Why?"

Arthur laughed quietly.

"Seriously?"

You nodded.

He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Because seeing someone talk about you like that makes me irrationally angry."

He hesitated.

"Because I care about you."

"You've always cared."

"I know."

Another pause.

Then—

"I think I've cared for a while now."

Your breath caught.

Arthur looked absolutely terrified.

"I wasn't planning on saying that."

You couldn't help smiling.

"I can tell."

"I've completely ruined the friendship, haven't I?"

You laughed.

"No."

"No?"

You shook your head.

"I've liked you for ages."

His eyes widened.

"...You're joking."

"I'm not."

"You've actually liked me?"

"Arthur."

"I thought I had absolutely no chance."

"You steal my coffee every time we meet."

"I thought it was flirting."

"It was."

His brain visibly stopped working.

"You flirt back."

"I know."

"And we've both just..."

"...completely missed it?"

You both burst out laughing.

Arthur covered his face.

"We're idiots."

"The biggest."

He looked at you again.

"So..."

"So?"

"Can I finally take you on an actual date?"

You pretended to think.

"Hmm..."

Arthur groaned dramatically.

"I don't know..."

"Y/N."

"...Only if you buy your own coffee this time."

He laughed before gently taking your hand.

"Deal."

Without thinking, he leaned in.

You met him halfway.

The kiss was soft, warm, and somehow felt years overdue.

When you finally pulled apart, Arthur rested his forehead against yours.

"Took us long enough."

You smiled.

"Just a little."

From somewhere across the car park, Chris shouted,

"I KNEW IT!"

Moments later Harry, Theo and George erupted into cheers.

You both turned to see the entire group watching from behind Chris's car, phones already out.

Arthur sighed dramatically.

"They've definitely been spying."

"Oh, definitely."

Chris pointed triumphantly.

"I've had a tenner on you two getting together since last summer!"

Arthur laughed, keeping hold of your hand anyway.

"Worth every penny."

And for the first time, walking back towards the rest of the group, you weren't just Arthur TV's best friend anymore.

You were finally something more.

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BLIND DATE GONE... RIGHT?. w. lenney

summary: a blind date arranged by friends unexpectedly brings will and yn together, leading to a secret romance built on late-night texts, cosy dates, and plenty of laughter.

requested: yes / no

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will had been ignoring the messages for three days.

his group chat had long since given up discussing football or youtube videos and instead dedicated itself entirely to making fun of his dating life— or lack of.

stephen: its actuallly getting concerning now

harry: mate, you've been single single for so long your ideal date is a tesco meal deal

will: cheers lads. really appreciate the support.

the teasing only got worse from there.

every suggestion of downloading a dating app had been met with immediate refusal. every attempt at setting him up with someone ended with will making an excuse at the last minute. it wasn't that he hated dating, he just hated everything that came before it. the awkward small talk, the pressure, the expectation that he had to impress someone he'd only just met.

so when stephen casually mentioned he knew someone who had a friend "perfect" for him, will laughed it off.

"no chance."

"you haven't even heard anything about her" stephen argued.

"i don't need to."

"she's funny."

"so are loads of people."

"she's an influencer."

will groaned dramatically "that somehow makes me less interested."

harry rolled his eyes from the other side of the room "you're impossible."

"i'm realistic."

stephen folded his arms "one date."

"No."

"one dinner."

"no."

"you don't even have to pay if it goes badly."

"...tempting."

harry smirked "see? he's cracking."

will sighed, rubbing a hand over his face before pointing at stephen "if she's weird, I'm blaming you."

"i promise" stephen grinned "you'll like her."

—

across the city, the conservation wasn't all that different.

"i've already said no."

"you've said no to the last four people."

"exactly."

her best friend sighed dramatically, dropping onto the sofa beside her "you can't spend every friday night editing videos."

"i don't"

"you edit videos... and watch reality tv."

"that's called balance."

"it isn't"

she laughed, throwing a cushion at her friend.

dating wasn't exactly high on her priority list. between brand deals, filming, editing and trying to maintain some sort of social life, she'd convinced herself she was too busy. besides, the lastt relationship she'd had ended badly enough that she'd stopped looking altogether.

which was exactly why her best friend refused to let the subject drop.

"just one date."

"you sound desperate."

"i am. for you."

she rolled her eyes.

"i don't even know who he is."

"good."

"what does that mean?"

"it means you're not allowed to google him."

her eyebrows lifted.

"so I do know him?"

"no comment."

"is he an influencer?"

"...maybe."

she laughed.

"you've definitely made this sound suspicious."

"it's not suspicious!" her friend protested. "he's genuinely lovely."

"if he's lovely, why's he single?"

her friend hesitated for just a second too long.

"...because he's an idiot."

that earned another laugh.

she looked down at her phone before letting out a quiet sigh.

"fine."

her friend blinked.

"fine?"

"one date."

the scream that followed was loud enough to make her regret agreeing almost immediately.

"oh my god!"

"please stop shouting."

"i'm booking the restaurant before you change your mind."

she shook her head, unable to hide the smile tugging at her lips.

"one date" she reminded her.

"if it's awful, i never have to do it again."

her friend grinned.

"if it's awful... i'll personally buy you dessert."

neither of them had the slightest idea that, for once, the blind date was going to go far better than either of them expected.

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the restaurant wasn't particularly fancy.

it was warm, softly lit, tucked away on a quiet street where conversations blended into the gentle hum of music playing overhead. exactly the sort of place chosen because it wasn't intimidating—just somewhere two strangers could have dinner without feeling like they were being interviewed.

will arrived first.

he adjusted the sleeves of his shirt, checked the time on his phone for what felt like the tenth time, then immediately regretted looking at it. He wasn't nervous, he told himself. he just... didn't know what to expect.

stephen's only instructions had been to look for the table under the window.

"she'll be there in a minute."

helpful.

a waiter led him over and will thanked him before sitting down, tapping his fingers against the edge of the menu.

a few minutes later, the restaurant door opened.

she stepped inside, quickly scanning the room before her eyes landed on the table by the window, then on him and her pace slowed.

"...will?"

he looked up.

for a second, they simply stared at one another.

"...oh."

she laughed first, the surprised sound filling the brief silence between them.

"oh, thank God" she said, letting out a relieved breath "you looked just as confused as i felt."

will stood, laughing as well "i wasn't expecting... you."

"neither was I."

she smiled, gesturing towards the empty chair "can I?"

"yeah, of course."

as soon as she sat down, the awkwardness they'd both been expecting somehow disappeared.

"i've got to ask" she said, setting her bag beside her chair "did you know it was me?"

"no."

"you swear?"

"i swear."

she narrowed her eyes playfully.

"i only knew i was meeting 'someone funny'" will admitted "that was literally all stephen gave me."

she groaned "my friend told me not to google you."

he laughed "probably for the best."

"so this really was blind."

"genuinely."

the waiter arrived to take their drinks order, giving them a moment to settle before disappearing again.

"so..." will leaned back slightly "were you forced into this too?"

she smiled into her menu.

"absolutely."

"i knew it."

"my friend has been trying to get me back into dating for months."

"the lads have been calling me chronically single."

she laughed.

"i think they actually used those exact words."

"they did."

by the time their drinks arrived, conversation had already begun flowing effortlessly.

They spoke about everything, content creation, embarrassing filming moments, travelling for work, the strange things people asked in Q&As and horror stories about awkward brand emails.

at one point will nearly snorted his drink because she perfectly imitated an influencer apology video "you've definitely practised that" he laughed.

"i absolutely have."

"i'm slightly concerned."

"you should be."

dinner arrived, but neither of them noticed how quickly the time passed, the plates gradually emptied while the conversation only grew easier.

there were no awkward silences, no moments spent desperately searching for another question and every topic somehow led naturally into the next.

"so..." she smiled "be honest."

"oh, dangerous."

"were you expecting this to be awful?"

will considered it for a moment.

"...yeah."

she laughed.

"i appreciate the honesty."

"i just hate first dates."

"so do I."

"but this doesn't really feel like one."

she tilted her head.

"no..."

"it kind of just feels like i've bumped into someone i already know."

she couldn't stop smiling "i was literally thinking the same thing."

—

when they eventually looked around the restaurant, they realised there were only a handful of tables still occupied. a waiter walked over apologetically "i'm so sorry we'll be closing in about ten minutes."

will glanced at his watch "...we've been here four hours?"

she blinked "you're joking."

apparently not.

outside, the evening air was cool enough to make her instinctively pull her jacket closer "i don't really want to go home yet" she admitted.

will looked down the quiet street "fancy a walk?"

she smiled "i'd like that."

the city felt completely different at night, streetlights reflected across the pavement from the rain earlier that day and neither of them seemed in any rush to reach a destination. instead, they wandered talking about childhood stories, family, career goals, music, films they'd watched far too many times.

at one point they passed a tiny independent bookshop that had already closed. she stopped to admire the display in the window. will noticed she was pointing out books she'd read while he found himself paying more attention to the way her face lit up than anything she was actually saying.

"so" she asked eventually "how's the blind date ranking now?"

He smiled "it might be the best decision Stephen's ever made."

"that's a bold statement."

"i'll never tell him that."

"good."

she nudged his shoulder lightly "don't let it go to his head."

eventually, her phone buzzed "my uber's two minutes away."

neither of them moved straight away. instead, they stood outside the pick-up point, both suddenly aware that the evening was ending.

"i've genuinely had a really nice time" she said softly.

"so have I."

there was a brief pause. not awkward. just... hopeful.

will rubbed the back of his neck before letting out a small laugh.

"i've forgotten how this part works."

she grinned "the goodbye?"

"yeah."

"i think..." she smiled, "one of us is supposed to ask if we'd like to do it again."

"right."

he met her eyes "i'd really like to see you again."

her smile widened almost instantly.

"i was hoping you'd say that."

"so..."

"so yes."

another laugh escaped both of them.

her car pulled up beside the pavement. she opened the door before looking back at him.

"text me when you get home?"

"i will."

"you'd better."

"i'll prove I'm capable."

she rolled her eyes fondly before climbing into the car.

as it pulled away, she looked back through the window, finding him still standing exactly where she'd left him.

he lifted a hand in a small wave.

she smiled all the way home.

for the first time in a long time, a blind date hadn't felt like meeting a stranger. it had felt like the beginning of something.

—

—

the first text came before either of them had even made it home.

will: made it back alive

she smiled the second her phone lit up.

you: good. i was starting to think you'd got lost.

will: i did.

will: took the wrong exit.

you: already making me question your sense of direction.

will: it was one wrong turn.

you: sure it was.

she couldn't help laughing as she unlocked her front door, the conversation continuing while she kicked off her shoes and headed upstairs.

it felt... easy.

neither of them had to think too hard about what to say. every message seemed to lead naturally into another until they both realised it was well past midnight.

—

the next morning, she woke up to another notification.

will: morning :)

she glanced at the time.

11:58 a.m.

she smiled to herself before replying.

you: morning?

you: it's basically lunchtime.

three minutes later...

will: morning to me.

you: lazy.

will: content creator.

you: same thing.

—

Days passed and somehow texting became part of their routine. she'd send him a picture of the coffee she'd picked up on the way to a meeting. he'd reply with a photo of whatever meal deal he'd grabbed from the nearest shop. he'd send voice notes complaining about editing. she'd respond with one laughing at him because he'd somehow managed to lose a file again.

the conversations drifted between completely ridiculous and surprisingly meaningful without either of them noticing.

one minute they were arguing over whether cereal counted as dinner.

the next they were talking about their families, childhood memories and what they wanted their lives to look like in ten years.

it was comfortable. comfortable in a way that surprised them both.

about a week after the date, she was halfway through editing when her phone buzzed.

will: question.

you: go on.

will: how are you alive before 9 am every day?

she laughed.

you: how are you asleep until midday every day?

will: talent.

you: concerning talent.

another message arrived just after six that evening.

you: have you eaten?

there was no reply.

five minutes.

ten.

fifteen.

finally...

will: ...

you: william.

will: i was about to.

you: you weren't.

will: i literally had the app open.

you: order food.

will: yes ma'am.

she smiled, shaking her head.

an hour later he sent her a photo of a takeaway bag sitting on his kitchen counter.

will: happy now?

you: very.

—

neither of them told anyone just how often they were talking.

when stephen asked what he'd been smiling at during editing, will shrugged it off.

"nothing."

stephen looked at him suspiciously.

"you've smiled at your phone about six times."

"i've seen a funny tiktok."

"you hate tiktok."

"...good tiktok."

stephen didn't believe him for a second.

her friends weren't much easier to fool "you've checked your phone every five minutes."

"i have not."

"you literally smiled at it."

"i was reading an email."

"brand deals don't make people grin like that."

she tried to hide her smile.

"it wasn't a brand deal."

"so it was him."

her silence answered the question for her.

by the second week, the messages had become almost constant.

good morning. good luck with filming. how did your meeting go? drive safe. don't forget to eat. goodnight. small things.

the sort of messages neither of them realised they had started relying on until one evening when will spent the entire day filming away from his phone.

she didn't think much of it until nearly nine o'clock. no memes. no random updates. no messages complaining about editing. nothing.

just as she was debating whether to text first, her phone buzzed.

will: sorry.

will: been filming literally all day.

before she could even type a reply, another message appeared.

will: missed talking to you.

she stared at the screen for a moment longer than she'd like to admit. a smile slowly spread across her face.

you: i missed talking to you too.

she watched as the little "typing..." bubble appeared almost immediately, then disappeared and then came back again.

eventually...

will: would you maybe want to do something this weekend?

her heart fluttered despite herself.

you: i thought you'd never ask.

she set her phone down on her bed, unable to stop smiling.

across the city, will did exactly the same thing, neither of them had called it a second date, neither of them had called whatever this was "dating."

but somewhere between late-night messages, coffee photos, voice notes and checking that the other had eaten, they'd quietly slipped into something that felt like the beginning of more and neither of them wanted it to end.

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SORRY REQUESTS ARE CLOSED FOR THE MOMENT

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𝑾𝑰𝑰 𝑮𝑨𝑴𝑬𝑺 𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 ~𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒙𝒐𝒏

Notes ~ first fic this month surprise! This has been sat in my notes for months and it's Lok not the best fic I've written but I like it xx

Summary ~ Wii game not with your boyfriend and his friends!

Taglist~ @penelopesworldsblog @themdera @arthursartour (ask to be added)

You start to get up to the flat after a long day at rehearsals. As you are walking up to the flat you hear yelling coming from the flat. It is most likely Chris, Arthur, Arthur, Issac and George. You slowly creep into the flat trying not to be noticed and have to join in with there video.

As you slowly go upstairs you hear "reader!! Come sit with us!!" It's Chris calling you how could you ignore that stupidly cute face.

"Fine!" You shout back placing your bag on the stairs and walking back to sit next to Chris. "So.. err.. what are you playing?"

"Well m'lady" Issac starts "we were about to do a game Wii bowling"

"OMG!" you turn and look at Chris like an exited kid at Christmas "I absolutely love Wii bowling"

"I know" he says smiling at you "you have said before"

"Well reader!" Issac stands up offering her a hand "I offer you a challenge. Whoever wins between me and you gets Chris' love"

"Oh! Your on Issac"

Chris looks between them "I didn't agree to this"

After you and Issac did a what would be called a stupid warm up montage. The game of bowling began.

It was the most fun you had had in years you both had fake little cheer squads. You were winning at first till Issac slowly started to catch up to you. Till the last bowl you and Issac were drew it was very dramatic for no reason. Issac took his go first 9 out of 10. You needed a strike to win. You took a deep breath then."STRIKE!"

Chris comes over to you "YES! I CAN STILL LOVE YOU!" as this is happening Issac goes over and does his bit about being sad.

Then George turns and says "are you guys done with this bit now? The rest of us wanna play the zombie game"

"Yeah jesus Christ this bit has gone on for far to long now" Arthur.h finally says out of nowhere.

"finally, the zombie game" says Arthur TV settling back down on the sofa.

You guys all settle back down on the sofa. You are snuggled up next to Chris on the sofa as the turn on the game. "You alright, my love?" Chris whispers to you. "Yeah I'm good just a little tired" you whisper back a little mumbled.

After a couple minutes of arguing they finally get the game on and get into teams. You and Chris, Arthur h and George, Bach and Arthur TV.

"I absolutely loved this zombie game in uni!" Arthur shouted

"Is it because you had nothing else to do with your life?" Chris retorts

"Oh shut up Chris" Arthur replys handing the remote to Chris "you gonna play first the?"

"Yeah alright l" he says as you snuggle up close to him. He says quietly "you okay my love?"

"Yeah I'm fine" you reply "just not the biggest fan of horror games"

"Okay my love" he says calmly before picking up the remote again.

As Chris starts to play the game. There are an horrendous amount of jump scares and every single time you get a little bit closer to Chris. Till at one point you actually scream at the jumps scare.

Bach and Arthur are sat on the other side of the sofa slightly mocking you and Chris. Then all of a sudden a pillow you threw went straight towards them as you and Chris sat there laughing.

"Oh this is war" Bach says throwing one back. This war went on for what felt like hours but it was only ten minutes. But within those ten. Bach and Arthur had decided to go home. George and Arthur had gone to bed. So it was just you and Chris sat on the sofa playing Wii games till 2 in the morning. A perfect date if you ask me

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Ok, so I was thinking chris x reader in the age gap relationship who meet through hinge (the infinite jokes about chris and hinge) but chris starts to feel that reader could do much better than him maybe some comments from his friends (arthur, harry, ethan or calfrezzy cuz they seem most like to say something) and reader are end just comforting him

this is so cute I love it tyyyy x

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The age gap is chris being his age (30) and reader being (20)

If I have any ideas I definitely will write it and it is on my check list I just don't really have any ideas for it as of rn! 😔😔

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Please can we get a fluffy chris md one just him and his girlfriend being super domestic and not realising that liv is like videoing for her vlog and they are in the background

WAIT YES

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Can I send you a request for chris x reader age gap? Is that something you would be willing to try?

Age gap as in the big big age gap like 20 and 50 or like mid age gap 20 and 30 xx

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Hii, I love you writing 🫶🏻

I was thinking maybe a fic where the group (chris, george, arthur², bach, will ect) go out on a pub night where chris and reader like eachover and everyone can tell except them and the friends try to convince them to confess to eachover? Maybe even a little kiss or flirtyness somewhere?

I hope i explained that well lmaoo

Yes you did! Omg this is so cute I really love fics like this x

[holliewollie69]

Love reading all your asks, just wondering when do u think it's gonna come out, like I am loving all the ideas

I could say within the next week because I have one and a half fics Infront of it xx

[holliewollie69]

Hey hun, can you please do a Chris's girlfriend meeting the others for the first time and she shows up late because her boss was being mean and she just wants to cry and she doesn't look the best because she's been working and just wants to go home with Chris but has too meet everyone else for the first time. Like you can decide what happens at the pub but please, I love your writing xx

Omgg thank you so much! Um.. yes it will go on the list but no idea when it will be done tho!!

[angel--cassie]

[witchybundtcake]

I just don't know what to say ):