The fact that imallexx's friends are coming out saying "we didn't know about any of this shit, we don't even wanna hear his side at this point tho like fuck this guy" is INCREDIBLY telling
Golden hour + u can just tell he's getting sm more muscly... godDAMN he's been getting so fine
i cant wait to j finish n post these willne smuts ive been cooking up for you boys, one's on 8k words the others on 6k n i haven't written any smut in either yet....... Just know im cooking up a storm for you lads
“Can you write something about were George and the reader are dating but nobody knows. He is filming is eye reveal video and at the end he also reveals the relationship between you two.“
“I would like a story about Memeulous were he does his eye reveal and y/n is with him and he also does a girlfriend reveal. I hope you know what I mean :)“
Pairing: George Memeulous x reader
Word Count: 1.5k+
Pronouns: She/Her
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" She asked George for at least the fifth time today.
In about ten minutes, he was planning to start filming his 4 million subscribers celebration video. The plan was to reveal his eyes as well another personal topic.
"Y/n, it's perfectly fine with me," the brunette replied, taking his girlfriend's hands into his. "I want people to know we're together, I'm proud to call you my girlfriend." Y/n couldn't help but smile at what he said, George always knew the right things to say to her. He always made her feel good, he always made her feel wanted. "But do you want me to reveal our relationship? You seemed worried considering you've kept asking all day if I'm sure this is a good idea."
"I know how private you are with your fanbase about your personal life, and I don't want you to do something you'll regret... I just-"
"I promise you, I've thought long and hard about this. Yes, this is something I'd like to do. And it's something I want to do with you. I want people to know you're my girlfriend, I don't want to keep you a secret anymore."
Y/n nodded, "Alright, I trust you."
Usually, it was difficult for influencers to keep their relationships private. But luckily, with George hiding his identity, it was much easier for Y/n and him to keep their dating life secret. Y/n had a similar career path to George's, both being YouTubers.
They had been dating for over a year now, things had become quite serious. And by now, George could tell Y/n was the girl for him. They worked so well together, bringing out the best in each other. Every day was an amazing day when he was with her. He knew she was in for the long haul, so George had informed her of a video idea he created. He wanted to introduce Y/n to the fans as his girlfriend.
"As a little reward, I've decided to do an eye reveal. A lot of you have been asking for this for some reason, I'm not joking people have actually been asking for that. So... here it goes." George slid the sunglasses off his eyes, looking up into the camera lens for a moment.
After taking a second for everyone to admire his pretty eyes, he glanced over to the corner of his room. Y/n sat on his bed, scrolling through social media on her phone. "Y/n, are my eyes pretty?"
"Very pretty, George," Y/n replied looking up at her boyfriend.
George looked back to the camera. "To celebrate hitting 4 million subscribers, I have one more surprise for you all. I want you to meet my girlfriend." George turned back to Y/n. "Could you come over here, Y/n?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Where am I gonna sit? On the ground?" The h/c girl jokingly shot back at the masked man.
"Just go get a chair from the kitchen."
"No."
"Why?" George let out a huff of breath, pretending to be irritated with her.
"Because I'm too lazy to carry a chair into here." She was egging him on, knowing it was all for the video. Her introduction had to be interesting in some way.
"Fine, looks like I have to do all the man's work here," George stood, exiting the bedroom for a brief moment to locate a chair for Y/n. As he was gone, she moved towards George's set up, taking a seat in his 'memeulous.shop' gamer chair.
"Hi guys," she couldn't help but crack a smile at the camera. "face reveal." It was a horrible joke, but the best Y/n could come up with at the moment. "I'd explain everything about our relationship, but George will be grumpy if he misses out and he'll tell me I didn't tell the right stories and whatnot. He's an old man pretty much."
"Who's an old man?"
The masked YouTuber had returned, carrying in a kitchen chair. As soon as it was placed to Y/n's right, George turned to his girlfriend; "Okay, there's your seat, get out of mine."
"I think I shoulder have the gamer chair today," Y/n's smile turned into a smirk as she spoke. "Considering I'm your special guest for this video." She could tell George was giving her a look from underneath his mask. "You don't want your fans thinking you're a bad boyfriend, huh?"
George let out a huff, practically plopping down into the kitchen chair. There was a height difference for sure when they were sitting like this, George's hair was definitely boosted up, while their posture was different as well. Y/n sat straight, while George slouched over a bit in his kitchen chair.
"Anyways, what are we gonna talk about? Or were you just planning on showing me off for 15 seconds then turning to Reddit?" Y/n's voice was playful as she shot off questions to the brunette sitting with her.
"I, uh..." Y/n knew exactly what George's plan was. Of course, she did. Y/n could read him like the back of her hand. "No, not at all. I was planning to... talk about how we bonded over Alvin and the Chipmunks."
"Oh," Y/n let out a brief chuckle from what he was referring to. Watching that movie was definitely a big point in their relationship.
"Alright, should I tell the story or should you?"
Y/n gave her boyfriend a look, "It's your idea. You should be the one explaining."
"Fine, fine, I'll do it," George spoke. Looking towards the camera, rather than starring at Y/n, he began his explanation.
As George rambled on, Y/n couldn't help but stare at her boyfriend with admiration. This was such a big thing for them both, but especially him. It meant the world to her to know that he wanted people to know about her. She was only half-listening to his story, beginning to get lost in her thoughts about him.
As the video continued, the couple spent time bantering back and forth about their relationship, explaining some harmless and fun details and whatnot. With about 45 minutes of film done, they had finished up. In a week, the video would be posted, and George's whole fanbase would know about Y/n's existence.
As the week dragged on, Y/n's stomach would turn into knots every day that passed. The more time she waited, the more time she'd think about all the possibilities that would turn out. What if his fans hated her? They'd spam all of her social media with hateful comments, harassing her online, possibly in person too... What if George realized he had made a mistake dating Y/n after his fans gave her a negative response?
***
It was Thursday, Y/n had woken up peacefully. Nothing seemed wrong... until she realized what day of the week it was. George was posting the video today.
It hit Y/n like a ton of bricks, nausea bubbling up inside of her. As fast as she could, the h/c girl scrambled towards the restroom, practically throwing herself at the toilet as she felt puke arising from her throat.
This horrible feeling wouldn't leave her. Maybe it was best if Y/n convinced George not to post the video... maybe it was a better idea if she stayed a secret...
"What happened?" Y/n could feel her hair being lifted from her shoulders, someone standing behind her as she kept her head down by the toilet.
"Are you sure you should post the video?" she mumbled, a horrible taste in her throat now. She wasn't ready to move yet, worried she may lose another meal from anxiety. "What if they don't like me?"
"Y/n..." George let out a sigh, kneeling down by his girlfriend. "They adore you."
"Huh?" She glanced up at him for a brief second. Y/n had noticed his vocabulary, how he hadn't said, 'they will adore you.'
"The video is posted already, it's been up for an hour."
Her stomach was tightened into knots once again. She felt even more ill, was it too late to take it down? "What?"
"As I said, the fans love you, Y/n. Even more than they like me," George continued to speak. After pushing her hair out of her face, George moved to pull out his phone, opening the app that made him famous. After a few seconds, George handed the device to his girlfriend, allowing her to read the comments.
This couple is so cute
What are Y/n's social medias? I love her!
Mr. Memeulous make more videos with your girlfriend, please
When are we going to see more couple content?!
She held her breath as she scrolled through the comments. She couldn't find one negative thing, George was right; it seemed like everyone adored her.
"I..."
"Seems like they love you more than I do."
"What?" Y/n eyes shot up from her boyfriend's phone.
"I said I love you."
Y/n'd knots disappeared, being replaced with only butterflies. "I love you too, George." This was the first time he said it.
The couple leaned in for a sweet kiss, ignoring everything besides each other.
An infamous Influencer that is known for getting into drama befriends ImAllexx, George doesn’t trust them one bit.
Gif cred. @sdmngifs
Pairing: George Memeulous x Reader
Word Count: 2.7k+
Pronouns: They/Them
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A few days had passed since George and Alex had talked about Y/n coming to the UK. Only in an hour or two, George would have to go out with Alex and a few other friends to meet Y/n for the first time. There was no point in lying, George was still a bit nervous about them, how could he be sure Y/n wasn't going to try and pull something on them?
The brunette found himself standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom. He wore a simple black t-shirt and jeans, a faded mark sat on his old school Vans, he had tried to get it off when it first appeared, but only had it fade so the mark had become not as noticeable as it used to be. George had just spent the last thirty minutes working on his appearance, if he was going out for drinks, he wanted to look good. And with a touch of cologne, George made his way out into the living room. Alex sat on the couch scrolling through Instagram, he had messed with his hair, making it look a bit neater than usual.
The blue-eyed male made his way over to the side of the couch,"Are we going soon, or not?" A denim jacket was tossed over the arm of the piece of furniture, he picked the item of clothing, beginning to put it on.
"Yeah, I was just waiting for you," Alex tucked his phone away into his pocket as he stood up.
"Do we have to pick up Y/n, or are they going to get to the bar on their own?" George made his way over to the front door as his roommate had turned of the last light that had been left on.
"They said they'll just Uber to the bar, so we won't have to worry about picking them up."
The car ride to the bar was quiet, George had gotten lost in his thoughts as he stared out of the passenger's window. The dumpster fire could only happen so soon, Y/n wasn't a good person. He had seen their name in too many scandals, if they somehow ended up dragging him or his friends into something that could end their careers, he'd be absolutely livid.
As soon as they had entered the bar, both of the boys had received a text from Will, telling them he could spot them from the table. After taking a moment to have his eyes glaze over the scene, Alex's eyes landed on Will and his girlfriend. They sat at a decent-sized table, there would definitely be enough room for everyone.
Once George had taken a seat and started a conversation with his friends, the problematic YouTuber had disappeared from his mind. It felt good to get out with friends again, it had been a while since the last time he had been out.
Just then, George had noticed Alex was on a call. Maybe he was talking to Y/n. If he was talking to them, a million different things could be happening. George had flickered his eyes away from his roommate, trying to keep him from noticing he was watching.
"Yeah, no problem, I'll be out in a minute." George could hear Alex faintly as the music in the background almost drowned out his voice. Just as the brunette turned to George, Alex placed his phone into his back pocket. "Hey, James is outside with Aria. He dropped their keys so I'm gonna go and help them out. Watch my beer." He now raised his voice, making himself loud enough for George to hear him.
"Alright, I'll keep my eyes on it," George flashed a small grin. Part of him was a bit happier knowing Y/n wasn't here yet, but the other half of him knew any minute they could show up.
As soon as Alex had disappeared from his sight, it had only taken a moment before Will had spoken up. "You ready to meet them?"
Pulling his gaze away from where he last saw Alex, George turned back to face his other friend. "Not at all, I'm just gonna try and keep my distance for the next couple of days."
"Hopefully they don't end up screwing us over," Will took a sip of his beer, taking a moment to look around for any sign of Y/n.
"Exactly why I'm going to try and stay as far away as possible from them," the blue-eyed man replied, he began to stare off into nothing.
"I've heard Y/n has slept with plenty of people," Will shook his head as he placed his beer back down. "I hope Alex is stupid enough to end up in bed with them."
"I doubt Alex would do something like that, he's smarter than that." George's eyes landed on a pair of familiar faces approaching the table. James and Aria had finally entered the bar.
"Hey guys," James grinned as he came into earshot of the table.
"Hey, is Alex with you?" George had noticed his flatmate hadn't followed Aria and James in. Or maybe George just hadn't seen Alex yet in the crowded building.
"He's still outside, Y/n showed up."
This was the big moment, he was finally going to meet the scandalous influencer. He could tell he had become a bit more nervous. It felt as though something in his stomach tied up into a knot.
"I stole a glance at Y/n before walking in and they're much prettier in person. They looked like a model," George overheard Aria speak to Mia. He continued to keep an eye out for his flatmate, waiting to spot him anywhere.
His blue eyes finally landed on a 5'7 man walked alongside someone else. Y/n and Alex were approaching the table as they smiled, each spoke to one another as they were already close friends. As their head turned, Y/n's eyes met George's, and just for a short moment, Y/n smiled at him and waved. Y/n was quite attractive just as Aria said, but George knew he had to be wary.
'They're only here to screw us over,' George averted his gaze from Y/n as he thought to himself.
"Hey guys!" As soon as Y/n came into earshot of the table, they spoke with a smile on their face. One by one, they introduced themself to each person. A handshake to Will, a hug to Mia, a side hug to James, a hug to Aria, and George... Y/n stuck her hand out with a smile, only for him to hesitantly shake her hand with a small, fake smile plastered on his face. As soon as introductions were over, Y/n took a seat between Mia and Alex, sitting across from George.
Once again, they made eye contact. Something shot down George's spine this time when he looked Y/n in the eye. 'They've seen your identity, you're gonna have to hang around them for the next couple of days... what if there's any chance Y/n snaps a picture of him?' George took a sip of his drink, his mind starting to race with thoughts as he tried to find some way to distract himself. Staring up at the ceiling, he had started to pay so much more attention to the roof decor.
But as the night rolled on, George had continued to steal glances at Y/n. he found himself worrying every time they pulled out their phone. Every now and then, Y/n would make eye contact with George, only to give a small wave and an awkward smile. One thing George noticed was how Y/n hadn't bothered to consume one drop of alcohol. They had started the night off with water, only to get a virgin margarita at some point.
"you're acting like a nonce with the way you look at them." Will had leaned over, making sure to whisper in George's ear to keep Y/n from overhearing him. "Y/n doesn't seem that bad as people make them out to be. Relax, George."
You've only know them personally for 2 hours," George scoffed quietly. Y/n's gaze turned to the pair of men sitting across from them.
"You alright, George?"
"Just peachy," he replied, taking a sip of his beer as he looked away from Y/n.
"Just stop acting like a hardass, try and be more open and nice to them. You're the only one acting bitter at this table."
George had been handed a cell phone, Y/n stood in front of him with a sincere smile. "Hey, I was hoping you could take a photo of me with the group? I thought it'd be best if I asked you, after all you are hiding your identity..."
"Uh, yeah. Sure," George took a step back as he lifted the cell phone. Quickly he snapped a few shots of the group before handing the phone back to Y/n.
"Wow, thank you. These are really good," Y/n smiled down at their phone as they swiped through the few photos George had taken.
"George did great," Alex had snuck a peek of the photos from over Y/n's shoulder.
"Hey, Y/n can you send some of those to me?" Mia spoke up before taking a sip of her cocktail.
"Me too!" Aria added on.
Eventually, one by one everyone made their exit. Mia and Will had left together, so did Aria and James. Y/n had decided they would just uber back to their hotel after paying for their drinks.
"You know, we wouldn't mind dropping you off," Alex spoke as the trio walked out of the bar.
"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to take up any more of your time tonight."
"It's fine, Y/n. You're our guest, we wouldn't mind one bit," Alex replied, implying that he was speaking for both himself and George. George didn't say anything as his flatmate continued to speak.
The car ride was quiet. Y/n sat in the back of the car as they stared out the window. Something inside Alex was worried Y/n had found the silence awkward, when really they found it peaceful.
"How does the time difference feel for you, Y/n?" Alex broke the silence as he looked through the driver's mirror at the other influencer for a brief moment.
"It definitely feels different. It's only like 3 pm in LA at the moment." Y/n turned to look at Alex, "But I still need to get to sleep, I don't' wanna be sleep deprived tomorrow while we're doing stuff."
Soon enough, the car had pulled up to the Mandarin hotel. Stepping out of the vehicle, Y/n had thanked both George and Alex for a wonderful night before heading towards the entrance of the building.
George watched as Y/n disappeared behind the doors, leaving Alex to begin driving away from the building. As soon as they were out of the parking lot, Alex began to speak. "So what do you think of Y/n?"
"They seem fine, I'm just worried they'll fuck us over."
"Y/n isn't as bad of a person as people make them out to be, George."
"You cannot be that stupid, Alex."
"You shouldn't be the one to talk, George. Have you been talking to them for months? Have you developed a good friendship with them? Why would they put so much time towards developing a friendship with me if they had planned to show up and screw me and my friends over?"
"You cannot know someone from only texting and FaceTiming."
At this point, Alex had nothing to say to George. The car ride back to the flat had been filled with tension for the rest of the time. As soon as they pulled into the parking lot, Alex got out of the car. George sat there for a moment as he thought to himself. He had begun to massage his temples for a brief moment. He just needed to recollect himself and apologize tomorrow.
Cardigan had played as Y/n found themself dancing around their suite in a bathrobe. Of course, they made sure the music was being played at a respectable tone, they didn't want to upset anyone. Y/n had just got out of the shower, after a long night that was just the one thing they needed.
But before they knew it, their music ended. Y/n looked over to where their phone had been placed on a table.
Bretman was calling. Picking up the phone, Y/n took a seat on the edge of their bed before answering the call.
"You interrupted Folklore."
"damn alright bitch, I thought you'd be happy I called you."
"I'm always happy to hear your voice, Bret," Y/n let out a chuckle from their friend's sense of humor. "How's it been back at home?"
"Same old, same old I guess. It's just been a bit more boring."
"I didn't think you'd notice my absence."
"N/n, I come over to your house like eight days a week, of fucking course I'm gonna notice my best bitch isn't there." Sass could be heard in Bretman's voice as he spoke, "But anyway, spot. any cute guys yet?"
"Wow, asking about the guys before asking how's my day been."
"Oh, I'm sorry, how was your day, your highness?"
"It was alright, when I got here it was like five pm, it took me the whole day just to get over here," Y/n smiled, remembering how quickly the day seemed to pass by.
"How'd that go?"
"Smooth, as usual."
"That's good to hear, anyways... back to the guys."
Letting out a small laugh, Y/n leaned back, laying down on their bed now. "Well I don't really think anyone caught my eye. Two of the guys I met had girlfriends already, and Alex is just a friend." That was a lie. There had been one person that caught Y/n's eye as soon as they saw him. It was Alex's flatmate, George. He did seem quite closed off, but Y/n couldn't help but find him quite attractive.
Y/n absolutely didn't want any way for George's name to get tossed around. Yes, he had over four million subscribers so he was already pretty well known, but Y/n didn't want there to be any chance of other people trying to find his identity. They knew a lot of snakes, Y/n just didn't want to be the reason one of Alex's friends could get caught up in a scandal.
"Dam, that sucks babe. I thought British guys were supposed to be hot."
"It's fine, Bret. Anyways, I think I'm gonna go to bed now. It's late here."
"Well it's only 3:30 for me, so I don't know how you're gonna fall asleep."
"I'll find a way."
"Please don't hang up yet, Y/n. It feels like forever since we last talked," Bretman had resorted to whining over the phone. He just wanted his friend to stay on the call longer.
"Bye, Bret," Y/n cooed softly. As they hung up, they could hear Bretman's whining being cut off.
After a few moments of getting settled, Y/n found themself laying in bed. The curtains had been pulled back, revealing London through their windows. Lights had been shining throughout the city, pulling Y/n's attention away from trying to rest.
They just couldn't find themself going to sleep anytime soon, their head was full of thoughts. George was stuck on their mind, he was so cold tonight. Even if it only hurt their feelings a small bit, they didn't show it. Y/n didn't want to ruin the night by being in a sour mood from how George acted. They could understand why he acted the way he did by the end of the night.
He probably knew about how Y/n had been caught up in quite a few scandals in the past, he probably thought they weren't a good person. They just wished there was some way they could break through to George, they weren't such a bad guy at the end of the day. Alex had talked about his flatmate, George always seemed like a loveable dork.
Before they knew it, they had been romanticizing the thought of being in a relationship with George. Y/n needed to remind themself; it's not going to happen. George was an incredibly private person, he would never even consider dating someone like them.
Y/n was just an infamous influencer who would get attention no matter where they were. George was a smaller influencer compared to Y/n, someone who wouldn't even consider filming a video outside of his bedroom.
Letting out a sigh, Y/n turned to their side, closing their eyes. Maybe if they fell asleep they could get all of this out of their mind.
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