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buzzyb33 · 4 months

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Being in a relationship w memeulous would be a good idea for headcannons love you byeee

Prompt: in request-!

Warnings: some suggestive content, swearing, mentions of height

Obviously- he couldn’t tell the public that you and him were dating, you were a mutual of James Marriott due to you and Jago (James’ drummer) were close growing up both playing drums.

You two met through said which was fun, you two were close before you moved back to London causing you to get even closer, little coffee dates.

“George would you rather be your ideal intellect or be your ideal heig- i start as I sip my coffee.

“Height- look at me Y/n!” He whisper shouts with a grin.

I laugh.

He asked her out around 2 months later and did it with a nice bouquet of blue lilies.

He knocked on her door and she opened it as she rubbed her eyes, she was fully dressed just no makeup and her hair wasn’t done, showing her light freckles may be ironic- but beyond all the odds, she’d never looked prettier.

I smile as I see him.

“Hi george- we didn’t have anything planned today did we?” I say as I Lena on my doorframe.

“Uh, no- but.. I have something to ask.”

My smile wavers at his nervousness.

“Will you go- on a proper real date with Me? You know..” he said and sheepishly brought the lilies from behind his back.

Her cheeks flushes and she grinned.

“You remembered by favourite flower? Oh george! Of course!” I giggled and take the flowers out of his hands gently.

He smiled and I tell him to come him and put the flowers in a vase.

“You-“ he exhaled.and smiled.

“Yeah cool.” He tried to keep his calm but could hardly contain his smile.

Their dates were great, clearly they were meant and happy for each other.

At the start of the relationship the two were still a bit shy with each other, holding hands in public was their only form of PDA.

Though, further on into the relationship George asked you to move in with him, you could trial it for a bit.

After passing the honeymoon and awkward phases of your relationship you two were romantic best friends.

You found out pretty quickly George’s love language was gift giving, while you’re was quality time.

When you two were out before you were holding hands, something you just started doing in public, and his face was red.

“George you okay?” I ask quietly.

He nods and pulls his hand out of mine before wiping it on his chest then putting it back in mine.

Another time, me and George were making out in the comfort of our apartment and I exhale as his mouth goes to my neck.

“George- I have my train to get to-! I have to go meet James..” he mumbled something as he nibbled my neck, me holding back a whine.

“Alright- okay..” he murmurs as his eyes flick between my eyes and neck.

“Have fun.” He smiles and kisses my temple.

I don’t think much about his actions as I’m on my trainer to Brighton; my mind drifts into the fact I haven’t really told James how me and George are dating- same for him, even though he introduced us.

As I get to his apartment- he starts his stream and he starts talking about how his chat should of drew me.

I move my hair out my face and look at James as he talks.

“Neck- chat what are you on about? Neck-“

He looks at me then his jaw drops.

Y/n! You have a hickey!” He jabs my cheek and my face turns a shade of crimson.

He muted his stream and laughs at me.

“Who gave you that? Do I know them?”

I put my face in my hands and sit on his floor.

He unmutes his stream and says I’ll be with them in a minute.

As he ended the stream he laughed again and leaned against the door frame.

“Well, thank you for coming.” He clicked his tongue.

“Who gave you the hickey?” I push his chest and scoff.

“Thank you for having me- I need to go do… things.” He rolls his eyes as I tie my laces.

“Was it George?”

George definitely did that on purpose.

“Can we get matching pyjamas?” I ask as I go into his office as he edits a main channel video.

He doesn’t hear me and I notice he still has his mask and glasses on, I sigh and pull his hat off his head, massaging his scalp lightly.

He turns to face me and smiles.

“Fix your posture, love you do this all the time..” I say softly and he leans back in his chair and looks at me.

I smile and pull his glasses off then his mask.

He exhales and relaxes in my touch as I massage his scalp, his eyes closing gently.

“Mmmh- thank you, n/n.. I- I do love you..” he muttered as I smiled.

We didn’t say that much.

“What did you say- earlier?” He questions as I sense his drowsiness.

“We should get matching pyjamas, I think that- would be cute for us..”

He smokes and nods, already almost half asleep.

“George get into bed..”

He groans and opens his eyes, he saves whatever editing he’s done and drags himself out of his office into his room. (He had a three bedroom apartment and when I stayed I shared with him)

“I’ll get a drink then be back.” I say as I go to get a bottle of water, as I come back he’s already fast asleep.

I smile and climb into bed with him, his arms instinctively going around my waist.

And finally, George definitely calls you short arse to make himself feel better at his 5’8 stature.

A/n:

Can you tell I struggle with boyfriend headcannons? Anyway thanks for the request!! I have a josh fic out soon maybe earlier than next week and TWO tobi ones so!

Requests are open!

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mynamesaaliyah · 4 months

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Hey my names Aaliyah and I write fanfics.

I write for:

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georgiememeulous · 2 years

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waking up to a drunk george

I wake up in George's bed, in the middle of the night, hearing him laughing from his desk, and talking very loudly. I check the time on my phone, 1:07am. He must be recording a 'we watched...' video, while drinking. Typical.

I hear a bottle open as I hear another giggle, and slurred words. He outros the video, shouting out his merch website, as well as his second channel, and James' channel. He says goodbye to James, and I hear the discord disconnect sound. He groans, taking another swig of his drink. I slowly get up, wearing nothing but a matching, lacy bra and underwear set, and socks that are way too big for me.

I walk over to him, and hug him over his shoulders, kissing at his neck as he struggles to take off his bandana. He moans and reaches his arms up, and over my neck. "baby.." his voice trails off. I kiss his cheek, helping him take off his bandana. "Is this still recording?" I study the camera. He takes off his sunglasses, squinting at it, and shakes his head. I spin the chair around to face me, and straddle his lap. George moans as he grabs my waist. "Fuck.." he whimpers, softly running his fingertips along my spine. I cup his face in my freezing hands, kissing his soft, pink lips. He pulls away and a big grin spreads across his face. "You're pretty, I love you." the smile gets bigger, as the corners of my mouth start to turn upwards.

"Can i?" i ask, pulling away from his lips, and tugging at the waistband of his soft, adidas shorts. His eyes flutter, glistening in the dull, candle lit room. George nods, "Please baby.. I need you.." he hiccups. I giggle, kissing his cheek. I rub his bulge, then pull down his shorts, revealing his tight boxers. He whimpers as he puts his hand underneath my chin, smiling at me. I take his boxers off, as his dick springs up, hitting his stomach.

I position myself on top of George, sitting on top of his member. We both whimper, getting used to the feeling once again. I roll my hips into George, as he wraps his arms around my shoulders, pulling me in close and kissing at my neck. I moan as he bites into my neck, probably leaving a very dark mark. "y/n" he moans onto my collarbone. "Fuck George," i moan, digging my nails into his back.

He picks me up, stumbling, slinging me over his shoulder, patting my ass. He throws me onto the bed, stomach up. "You looks so hot baby," He whispers into my neck, then nibbling at it once again, "Ba-" I stop mid word to moan, as he pumps his fingers in and out of me, curling them inside of me. He sucks on my tit as i run my fingers through his soft, light brown curls. He moves further and further down, stopping at my thighs. "Please Georgie.." I trail off, pouting my lips at him. He gives another drunk giggle, "Patience my love," He growls, flipping me over onto my knees, pushing my head down and holding my hands behind my back. He uses his other hand to rub up and down my slit, teasing me. "More!" i moan loudly. He runs over to his desk, grabbing his bandana and putting it in my mouth, almost as a gag, or to shut me up. He leans down closely, next to my right ear, "If you're too loud, Alex will hear and come in to tell you to shut up, so i'm gonna do that right now, shut up. got it baby?" He whispers into my ear. I whimper, nodding my head and i give a muffled "mhm.." He kisses the back of my head, "Good girl, I love you," He says, before slamming his dick inside me. I can't help it, i moan, but thank god his bandana that he's gagging me with muffles my moans and cries. "Fuck baby," He whimpers, quietly, softly smacking my ass, one hand still holding my arms behind my back, the other holding the bandana like a gag around my head, in my mouth.

He flips me over to missionary, fucking me fast and hard, little balls of sweat dripping from his forehead, onto my boobs. He leans down, sucking on my neck again. "Georgie.. I'm close.." I whisper between breaths. "Good girl, hold a little bit longer for me my love. You're doing so so good." he praises me, making me even more turned on. He stops, then continues, however this time, thrusting in and out using short, fast pulses, hitting my G Spot exact every thrust. I dig my nails into his back, he moans more than he has been, then slapping his hand over his mouth. "Cum for me y/n, Cum the hardest you ever have for me, baby. " He grunts. I cum, so hard, gripping onto him as hard as i can, moans escaping harder and louder than they should've. He whimpers, leaning down, clutching on hard to me, bringing me into a hug. "Can I cum baby, please?" He asks me, leaning into my neck. I nod, and all of a sudden he lets go, the warm liquid filling me up, and he lets out a big sigh of relief.

We both lay there a while, panting like a dogs on a hot day. The smell of alcohol lingering on his lips, as I hug into his neck. He pulls away, looking at me in the dim light. His big, drunk grin spreads across his face again. "What..?" I giggle, kissing his wine stained lips. "You're my favourite baby, I love you so so much... Can we shag again..?" his voice drags out long and deep. "No, George, you're very drunk, I'm gonna get you some water and a headache tablet, you'll need it in the morning. He looks disappointed, but his face quickly lights up. "can we cuddle when you're... back?" he says, hiccuping mid sentence. I roll my eyes, smiling at him. I nod my head, walking away to get a headache tablet and some water for the poor fucker.

I help him take the tablet, the help him lay down, then finally cuddling into his chest. "I love you, y/n." I look up and his soft, pretty face, running my hands through his soft curled hair. "I love you too, Georgie." We both drift off, into a deep, peaceful sleep.

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angelus-scripturae · 1 year

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Hiya!! I'm new to your page but I was wondering if I could request a memeulous smut oneshot? I don't have anything specific in mind like at all but if you could that'd be great!!

Also I was wondering if I could be 🐝 anon if it's not already taken?? xx

OFCC YOU CAN

thanx for the request hun :) x

Stressed lately? || Memeulous x reader smut

Summary: you’re stressed with work. George had the best way of helping you.

WARNINGS: smut duh (relatively vanilla), strong language, mentions of stress/ stressful situations.

Female reader and anatomy <3

⚠️smut⚠️

You walked in the door to find the flat quieter than usual. So quiet in fact that you could hear the small rustle of the crisp packet at the bottom of your bag.

Usually, there was either talking between your two roommates or faint music as one or both of them did chores. However, recently this had begun to severely annoy you. You wish you could blame it on “that time of the month” or anything along those lines but in reality, you had no idea why you were so irritable.

Everything just seemed to annoy you lately. Someone breathing too loud, chewing too loud, using a keyboard too loud, having the tv on while you were trying to concentrate. These were all things that never used to annoy you before until a few weeks ago.

You heard a door open from deeper in the flat followed by it shutting and footsteps approaching. George looked at your messed up hair, eye bags, slouched posture - even more than usual - as you sat on the couch, and just the overall exhaustion that radiates from your figure and immediately figure out why everything seemed to piss you off lately.

You were stressed.

A few weeks ago, you had began a big project at your work with people who highly underestimated you. However, since the pay was way better than what you were getting previously, and it was great for your career if it was successful, you took the offer. However, because of your colleges’ low expectations of you, they excluded you from a lot of the project and important information that was vital you knew about. Everything about the project had pissed you off beyond belief and going to your boss didn’t help at all. So you just sucked everything up and tried to keep the peace by unintentionally taking your pent-up anger out on your boyfriend and best friend.

George came up behind you and placed a soft kiss on the top of your head before moving in front of you to crouch in between your legs.

“How was work?” He asked quietly, already knowing the answer you’d give wasn’t the entire truth.

“It was fine, just tiring.” You replied in a flat voice trying to get your laptop out of your bag to continue working. George’s hands gripped yours to stop you from finishing your movement.

“Babe, I can tell you’re stressed.” He said as your eyes trailed onto his face. It hurt him to see such pain and exhaustion in your eyes.

“I just wish I hadn’t taken on this project.” You said as tears began to fill your eyes. One of George’s hands glided onto you face to wipe a stray tear from the corner of your mouth before pressing a sweet kiss to your lips.

As he pulled away you followed his movement, chasing his lips hoping for another. He simply smiled and complied, this time bringing both hands up to hold your face. You tangled you fingers in his hair as the kiss grew hungrier and more passionate, You let out a small moan into his mouth when he placed his knee between your thighs to steady himself giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.

His hands then moved to hold your jaw as he pushed his knee into your clothed pussy earning a quiet, desperate moan from your occupied mouth. You began to grind on this thigh as you tried your best to pull him impossibly closer to you.

In the blink of an eye, you had flipped yourself and George so that you were straddling one of his thighs temporarily breaking the kiss you breath. You continued to grind yourself down his leg, brushing his now hardened cock with your hips in the process. You heard him groan at the action and bent down to whisper in his ear.

“I need you…” You said panting, “please.”

Something in George just snapped. Hearing you say those words just stripped away any self control he had at that point as he moved himself to get on top of you. He Removed his shorts in a quick motion before doing the same with your underwear.

Freeing his cock from the confines of his boxers, he pulled your legs around him before pushing into your tight hole.You let out a high pitched moan at the familiar feeling of his cock filling you in all the right ways.

Once he bottomed out, he gave you a few seconds to adjust before thrusting into you at a slow and deep pace. Moans began spilling out of your mouth as his speed began to pick up, eventually becoming a rough pounding as the sound of skin slapping skin filled the surrounding area. Your moans fell out in a string of curses and slurred variations of Georges name as he rearranged your organs with his cock.

He moved like a piston at superhuman speeds as you felt the familiar knot began to form in your stomach becoming tighter and tighter by the second. You felt it begging to strain as you got close to your climax as George’s head dropped to the crook of your neck leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses all over your neck and collarbone.

“Cumming!” you barely managed to stutter out before the cord in your stomach snapped and you released your delicious juices all over George’s cock. He rode you through your high before pulling out of you and pumping his dick a few times before thick white strings of cum sprayed onto your thighs.

You both simply stayed like that, laying on each other before George stood up and picked you up, carrying you upstairs.

“Come one hun, Alex will be home soon. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

A smile rose to your lips as you nodded weakly settling into his chest.

Thank you so much for the request 🐝 anon and welcome to the anon list! I’m so sorry I got this out so late I’ve just been so busy with my personal life that i just haven’t had time or the motivation. hopefully i get back to a regular schedule soon though. I hope you enjoyed this since it’s the first thing i’ve written since gaining motivation again but yeah!

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blueeyedgeorgie · 2 years

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Girlfriend Reveal-G.M

“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.

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zelfanswhenshecan · 4 years

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imagine this life with george

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florencewritez · 4 years

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The cycle

AN: hope yall doing good, i am tired and listenting to kids by mgmt and only kids by mgmt.

WC: 1543 Words

WARNINGS: lowkey toxic relationship but lowkey the point. alexs jumper gets ruined

"I can't wait to do this again." That's what he'd said the last time we broke up, messing with his hair and casually scrolling through his Instagram. I'd rolled my eyes at the time, saying it was the last time he'd ever see me long enough to say a word to my face. He didn't even look up from a screenshot of a football match, barely even hummed.

At the time, I'd believed my words, pushing past a very confused Alex holding two cups of tea, mumbling an apology before I slammed the front door closed and fell to my knees crying. I hadn't stopped crying till a deliveroo driver had to awkwardly sidestep past me and asked if I was waiting for the food. The taxi drive home had been silent, only noises being my sniffles and incessant typing on my phone.

Y/n: I broke up with George for real this time.

Will: You always say that

Will: By the way did you spill tea on Alex? He's very upset about some expensive hoodie being stained or something

At the time I'd left Will on read, sending Alex a half hearted apology with a few hearts and clicking off my phone. It was then the taxi man turned in his seat and asked if I had had a rough day. I just nodded back, sniffing extra loud for dramatic effect. Yes, I had the worst rough day ever. First, George forgot we had a date, again, and I had to go to his flat to remind him. Then it turned out he'd forgotten to book the damn restaurant and we had to just go back and order takeout. It started with a simple comment of "Maybe we'd be eating actual Italian food and not fucking dominos if someone had remembered to book the restaurant," and spiraled into an extremely heated and quick argument that I can't remember half of. It was just spitting words in each other's faces, not meaning any of them, a crappy movie playing in the back. At one point, Alex came home and attempted to solve things with reason. Of course, such things aren't welcome during stupid fights and he quickly made himself busy with 'editing' in his bedroom.

By the time I'd stumbled in my apartment door, giving a half assed explanation to my very stoned roommate, the idea it was over cemented itself in my head. This time, I'd told myself, biting my lip till it bled, this time I'm not going back.

Easier said than done considering we're in the same friend group and have to consistently film together.

James: Hey y/n, Will wanted me to ask you to come over to his today to film if you're free

Y/n: Yeah I'm free. What's he need me for?

James: Probably a reddit video knowing him though the fact he asked all of us over is a bit suspicious, not to mention he made me text you instead of doing it himself

Y/n: What do you mean he asked everyone over?

James: Haven't you seen the groupchat? Alex, George and Mia said he asked them too. Knowing Will he'll need us for two minutes and then abandon us to edit or something

Y/n: Oh how lovely :)

And now I was here, sitting on Wills couch in between a very scared looking Alex and my ex of two days, listening to Will explain his video idea in great detail. I wish I could lie and say I was listening ever so carefully and definitely not hyper focusing on how George's fingers kept brushing against me accidentally as he moved to drink, wasn't taking notice of ever slight movement of his leg, inching ever so closer to mine. Every so often I'd dare flicker my eyes to his, always at the exact moment he happened to be looking my way. I'd just stick with Mia I told myself, hand curling into a tight fist and gulping, Mia would understand.

"Right so I'm going to film quickly with Mia first because she has to mind her nephew later, can't be late. Shouldn't be too long though so no one get any ideas and leave," Will announced, stating a wiggly Alex down at the last part. Mia stood up, saying she was fine with that. I gave her a pleading look, begging her to stay, to make an excuse and make someone, anyone else, go first. She only gave me a guilty smile back, following Will up the stairs, patting the watch on her wrist. Of course Will chose to film the one day Mia wasn't free for the day.

As soon as they were gone, Alex and James shared a look and quickly excused themselves to the kitchen, Alex nearly tripping over himself as he scurried away. Great friends I have.

For a moment, an awkward silence filled the air, heavier than any scientist thought possible. I gulped and tried to subtly move to where Alex had been sat before but only managed to make a disgustingly loud noise as the leather squelched under me. Curse the summer heat and it's strange sweat noises.

George looked at me properly for the first time, stupidly perfect blue eyes settling carefully on mine. "You look nice."

I squirmed. "Thanks. New skirt."

"Yeah I know, I bought it for you last week." Ouch. I physically cringed and heard George sigh beside me. "Can we talk?"

Crap, the true signal the cycle wasn't over yet. There was always the beginning, crazy and wild and perfect, the pinnacle of a young couple in love in the city. Then came the coziness, nights out turning into nights in and bars turning into movie nights. After that came the fizzle down period, usually lasting for about two weeks before one of us snapped and said it was over. A week later, someone would say can we talk then two minutes later it was back to heavy making out and laughter as the cycle begun again.

Of course this time would be no different, what was two days ago me thinking? This thing with me and George had been going on for nearly three years now, pissing off friends and fans alike with our mysterious relationship status. Still, it suited us pretty well huh?

So, I let out a breathe and nodded, curling my legs under me as I turned to face him.

"Okay fine," I agreed, resting my hand on the couch just near enough his for him to notice. "But only if we take it seriously this time."

He nodded, smiling softly for the first time I'd seen that day, lips turning up at the end and my stomach went all dopey, any hesitation melting away. He'd always have that effect on me it seemed.

"I'm sorry for forgetting about our date, I've just been pretty stressed lately with my upload schedule and stuff and it slipped my mind. It won't happen again." Of course it won't. Every-time we broke up, we never repeated the mistake again. Maybe one day, we'd run out of mistakes to make and things would be the perfect couple we wanted to be.

"And I promise I'll be more reasonable next time something upsets me. We should have mature conversations about stuff like this, like normal couples do." And I would if it meant never feeling that strange tightness that had filled me the past two days without him. One day, we'd get it right, I was sure.

"So does that me-" I cut him off with a quick peck to the lips, laughing when his eyes widened.

"Will you be my boyfriend George?" He didn't reply and only repeated my peck, my hands coming to rest in his hair as I deepened it to something more. "Do you think we'll actually make it to the end?" I asked between kisses, mumbling dangerously close to his lips, having swung my legs over his already.

"Jesus Y/n we haven't even been dating for two minutes yet, might be regretting my decision already." I chuckled, knowing that was his off handed way of saying 'yes of course'. I leaned back in, feeling his hands pull my waist closer before we heard an extremely loud sigh.

"Right next time you break up, wait until I put on something cheap yeah?" Alex groaned, turning back around and walking straight back into the kitchen, carrying two cups of tea again.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing, leaning my for head against George's and relishing in the warmth that came with the contact.

"You know there's a new club open near here. We could go later?" His hands somehow found themselves intertwined with me. It was the same thing over and over again, the same old cycle.

I smiled. "My roommates gone for the night, you can stay at mine after."

It was the same cycle over and over and I lived for it, every part of it. One day, we'll get it right and maybe most of the excitement comes from wondering it this is the time we do everything perfectly. A spark in his eyes reminds me I won't care anyways.

I'm addicted to the cycle as long as it's with him.

#memeulous #memeule #george memeulous #eboys #eboys one shot #eboys x reader #imallexx #alex elmslie #willne #james marriott #george memeulous x reader #memeulous x reader #fanfiction #x reader #short #flowritez

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damn-behzinga · 4 years

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Balcony Chats

George Memeulous X Reader

summary - You go to a party for Aria but you leave with a new friend (and his hoodie).

warnings - swearing?

request -Hey, would it be possible to have a fluffy george imagine thankyouuu

a/n - it wouldn’t let me upload a george gif :(

masterlist + request info

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Aria had invited you to a party, one held by her boyfriend's friend. You had only met her boyfriend, James, on a few occasions so the fact you were at this party was confusing you.

You and Aria walked in and the two of you were immediately separated which scared you. Aria had been pulled away by a girl you didn't know which meant you were now in this unfamiliar flat with no one to talk to.

You made your way to the kitchen where drinks were lined up with plastic cups stacked beside them. You grabbed one before pouring some vodka into it with a coke. You mixed it slightly before sipping it slowly. You didn't want to get drunk and embarrass yourself in front of people you don't know.

You watched as Aria laughed with James and two other men you didn't know. You sipped your drink, looking at the crowd of moving bodies.

"Not enjoying the party?" A voice asked causing you to laugh sarcastically.

"Nah, I only know two people and this isn't my type of music either." You replied turning to look at the man who was maybe a year older than you.

"Okay, I will keep that noted for the next one I throw." The man had an amused smile on his face as your own paled.

"Fuck. I'm sorry that was rude of me." You apologised.

"It's fine, it's for my mate Alex so it's his taste of music. It's his birthday." The man chuckled before extending a hand. "I'm George."

"I'm y/n." You shook his hand, a polite smile painting your features.

"Do you wanna get some air?" George asked, motioning to the balcony.

"Yeah, that'd be nice." You said. The two of you moved through the drunk crowd and onto the balcony where you took a seat as George closed the door behind you. He took a seat next to you and the two of you tapped you plastic cups together and you sipped your drinks.

"So who do you know?" George asked softly.

"Just Aria and James. Aria dragged me along." You chuckled.

"Well, I'm glad you came. You seem like a great person." George smiled.

"Oh, thank you. You too." You smiled. "Is this your flat?"

"Yeah. I share it with Alex."

"Oh well, you and birthday boy are very lucky. This view is beautiful." You said softly.

"Maybe you should come round more often so you can see the view."

You raised an eyebrow and laughed. "Smooth."

George chuckled. "So what do you do for work?"

You explained your job and George listened as you ranted about how it wasn't what you wanted to do originally and how rude people were to you.

"Sound rough," George said sympathetically.

"Enough about my work. What do you do?" You asked, sipping your drink.

"Oh um I work on social media." He smiled.

"Oh, interesting." You smiled back at him. "So how do you know James and Aria?"

"I work together with James on his YouTube channel," George explained. "I met Aria through him. How about you?"

"Aria and I live in the same building and they kept mixing up our mail so we just got talking." You smiled softly before shivering.

"Are you cold?" George asked.

You chuckled. "A little but it's fine. A breeze never hurt anyone."

George hummed before pulling off his hoodie and passing it to you.

"Oh George, it's fine-"

"Take it." George chuckled. "I've got long sleeves on and your cold. It's only fair.”

You blushed lightly and pulled the hoodie over your head, tucking a loose hair behind your ear.

"Thanks." You said softly.

George shrugged. "Don't worry about it." There was a pause before George asked, "What's your favourite movie?"

The two of you continued talking about whatever came to your heads. You learnt that George was a big Star Wars fan and what his favourite foods were. George learnt that you had moved to London for opportunities and that you had a signed poster of your favourite movie. The two of you ranted, slowly becoming a lot more comfortable around each other.

"Shit, I'm sorry. I have to go, my cat has decided to hide from my housemate and she needs help to find him." You huffed.

"You have a cat?" George asked.

"Yeah, a siamese." You smiled pulling up your phone to show the picture of your cat.

"I love cats." George sighed softly. "Sorry, I'm holding you up. Go rescue your cat." He chuckled.

"It was nice getting to know you, George." You smiled. "I hope we meet again soon.

George said his goodbyes as you left the balcony, leaving him to soak in the cold breeze.

You woke in the morning with a smile on your face as you thought about the guy from last night. He was cool and made you laugh more than any other person had in a long time. You pulled out your phone and sighed softly.

You cursed yourself as you double-checked your contacts list. You hadn't given the guy from last night your number. You looked at his jumper that laid on your bed and sighed. Suddenly, your phone vibrated and you looked down to see an unknown number.

'Hey, it's George from last night. Aria gave me your number :) I was hoping we could meet up?'

'Hi! I would love to meet up... I need to give you your jumper back lol'

'You can keep it. it looked better on you anyway'

#memeulous #george memeulous #george memeulous x reader #george memeulous imagine #memeulous x reader #memeulous imagine

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imaginesbymonika · 4 years

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The crush | Alex x reader

Part 7

Previous part : here

Warnings: mentions of abuse, ptsd, trauma, anxiety

(A/N): im back

“Wait, I’ll open up the door for you.”, James, who just arrived at the building’s entry says into his phone. He jogs towards the entrance and a smile appears on his lips when he makes eye contact with Y/N:” Good to see you.”.

“I brought an audience if that’s okay.”, the young woman explains and makes a hand gesture. Behind her stand six out of seven sidemen. James laughs softly:” I don’t think they mind- wait, isn’t one missing?”.

Y/N turns around and sighs:” Okay- where is Josh?”.

JJ let out a loud laugh. “He’s at the car, he forgot something.”, Simon clarifies and perks up from his phone.

James rubs the back of his head:” I’ll go up to their apartment now- I’ll let the guys know that you’re on your way.”.

Ethan fumbles with the keys in his hands, before rapidly opening up the front door to the house. A stillness welcomes him and he takes a deep breath, before entering the building.

“Josh?”, he asks into the silence, and a few seconds later his friend appears in the hallway:” Where is she?”.

“Sleeping on the couch.”, Josh replies, making a hand gesture to follow him. They both stop in the doorway- and when Ethan follows his stare, his heart breaks.

Y/N is laying on the couch, hugging one of the big pillows. Her closed eyes are red and puffy, while she lets out weak breaths.

“What the hell happened?”, Josh asks, his voice a whisper. Ethan shakes his head, while his eyes never leave her sleeping form:” I don’t know, I really don’t.”. A silence falls upon the two.

Not many people know about Y/N’s troubled state of mind- how could they? Y/N barely ever talked about the childhood trauma she’s been through. The persistent verbal abuse from her mother and father... It made the young girl hypersensitive to critique.

That is probably the main reason, why the seven guys are so guarding over her- especially JJ.

A lot of people make fun of the way he acts around her. Out of all the sidemen, he shifts the most when she’s around.

He becomes overly excited when Y/N becomes a part of their videos and he is the first one to say something in return when someone makes a mean joke about her. He just loves her deeply.

„Wait- my phones vibrating.“, Josh mumbles and leaves Ethan alone. The ginger watches Y/N, and he can’t help but tear up as well. He understands a few things about pain and darkness, and he knows how awful life can be when your own brain starts working against you.

“Well, I don’t know-“.Y/N says with a smile on her lips, while she walked through the long hallway towards Alex’s and George’s apartment. The six sidemen are close behind her, as she notices that the apartment door is already wide open.

„He is a bit nervous.“, Y/N can hear George’s voice: “He has been pacing around the apartment the entire day.“.

“I’m sorry, okay! I don’t know even why I’m that nervous- Y/N’s not that special!“.

Y/N and the seven sidemen walk through the front door into the apartment and her eyes widen at the sound of her name leaving his lips. Will, who heard footsteps turns around- when his eyes met Y/N’s he swallows thickly.

“Alex.”, he lets out, uneasiness audible in his voice and George turns his head as well. When he discovers that Y/N and the sidemen already arrived his eyes widen and he instantly exchanges a look with Will. Before he turns to Alex.

“I don’t really know why I am attracted to her.“,he took a water out of the fridge: “She’s just some random girl, that got popular with the help of those seven dudes. I shouldn’t be this nervous!“.

„Alex! Stop!“, George says sternly and Simon who stands next to Y/N clenches his jaw.

“Yeah, Alex. Stop!”.

Y/N can feel how her heart breaks. The anxiety in her chest grows with each second and the seven sidemen look at her. They all notice it. They all see the pain.

„You won’t believe what Simon just told me over the phone.“,Josh exclaims and Ethan turns around, he walks into the kitchen and sits down at the kitchen island: “This is so- I don’t think there is any way to say it without making it sound like some joke. Alex has a crush on Y/N.“.

Ethan let out a breathy chuckle:” Yeah, right.”, before glancing at his friend. But when he locks his eyes with Josh’s, his eyes widen:” Oh! Y-You’re serious. But wait- wasn’t Alex the one who said all this bullishit about her? How could he have a crush on her?”.

“I don’t know, but they’re on their way back already.”, he pauses, before quietly adding:” Simon says JJ is furious.”. Ethan scoffs:” Wouldn’t have expected anything else from him.”.

“Me neither.”.

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The door closes and Alex, who sits on the couch leans back. Hot tears are rolling down his cheeks:” I fucked up. I fucked up.”. George and Will exchange a quick look, before walking around the kitchen island. They sit down next to their friend and Will pulls him into a hug.

“It’s going to be okay.”, George softly mumbles and Alex quickly lets go of Will. He turns around and stares at him:” No, it won’t! You heard what JJ said, I burned all bridges. It’s over. The first time in ages that I have a serious crush- I fucking adore Y/N. And me - I fucked it up.”.

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matchesarelit · 2 years

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Oops I seem to be watching the Garfield video again...

George: Cor blimey

My knees: weak

My palms: sweaty

James in the back of my head 24/7: S'alright sire ya back at her gaf

#james marriott #memeulous #george #x reader #imagine #thirst

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lupineaerosol · 3 years

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2am baking • george memulous x reader

pairing : sleepy!george memeulous x they/them!reader

summary : you bake a cake for george in the middle of the night :)

word count : (short) 408 words

warnings : fluff (?), a few swears, terrible writing(?), this being so shit its genuinely a crime

authors note : genuinely this is terrible because i don’t usually write for george so apologies its so bad i just wanted to post this somewhere other than wattpad ( if george sees this and wants me to take it down, I gladly will. )

GIF IS N O T MINE CREDIT TO OWNER DM FOR CREDIT

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"What are you doing up? It's 2:15 in the morning!" George looked at the love of his life, who was currently grabbing the egg carton from the fridge.

"I was editing! And then I couldn't sleep, so I figured I might as well be productive." They replied, setting the eggs on the counter and going back to reach for the milk.

"So you're making a cake?" George rubbed his eyes and walked over to stand next to the gathered ingredients, picking some up and examining them sleepily. Grabbing the box of cake mix he turned it over to read the large words 'Red Velvet'.

"Yeah! What else would I make?" Y/N replied, smiling.

"Good point." He shrugged.

Y/N poured the dry cake mix into a large bowl in front of them, measuring out the milk and cracking an egg into the red paste. "Hey Gee, can you check to see if the oven is hot?" They asked, looking over their shoulder at him and brushing hair from their face.

"Yeah," George squinted his eyes to see the number on the oven. "Do you want it in Celsius or American?"

Y/N laughed. “American, if you’re going to be a smartass about it.”

“Shit let me calculate-” He closed his eyes for a second to think. “325 I do believe.”

"Perfect, thank you, love." Y/N poured the mixture into the cake pan and maneuvered around George to put it in the oven. Sighing and smiling, they turned back to George, who had been watching them with soft eyes. "Wanna watch something while we wait? I'll pull up reruns of Pokémon on the TV." They suggested.

"That sounds great, nugget." George smiled and after a slow second pulled them into a hug.

"You know I love the shit out of you, right?" He said quietly into their hair.

"Y-yeah of course, bun." They tightened their hug around him. After a few short moments of silence, Y/N spoke up. "You okay?" They studied his face, slightly worried.

"Yeah- Just realizing how lucky I am to have you."

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i wrote this months ago and yes it was rushed im so sorry its so bad

#george memeulous #xreader #george memulous x reader #oneshot #the eboys podcast #the eboys

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marueonmain · 4 years

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Bottom Line ~ Memeulous

Summary: George is concerned about Y/N’s well-being but does not know how to approach or handle the situation.

Pairing: memeulous x reader

Warning: !!DO NOT IGNORE!! MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING - EATING DISORDER(S)

Word Count: 1.2k

Whether or not youtubers are classified as celebrities, four million people is still a lot of people. It is about five times the seating capacity of all Premier League stadiums combined.

Naturally, there was overlap between George’s four million followers and the one and a half million people who viewed Alex’s video on instagram fitness influencer Ashley Nocera. It was an entertaining video with an interesting segment where the flatmates weighed themselves on camera.

“I think George—I think we’re legally dead.”

It was a joke, of course, to which the younger laughed, and the older argued. Both men were fine weight-wise: just on the lighter side of what would be a ‘normal’ weight range for their height and sex.

While it was fun for George to angrily defend himself whenever he was called small or to push the ironic narrative of being massive, it was not in truth something he cared about. As long as he had skin to keep his organs in and bones to hold the skin up, that was all that mattered to him.

It was Alex who first pointed out that his girlfriend might not see it the same. George was not observant, but following that conversation, he tried a little harder, and he noticed some things.

Y/N bought two new identical shirts – seemingly the same fit and size as ones she already had just in different colours – but these did not fit her. She also twice blew up at him for changing dinner plans as if it were his fault the restaurant was closed or too busy to seat them.

“Are you not dressed? We got to go.” Y/N chirped, fiddling with putting her earring in as she emerged from the ensuite into the bedroom.

“You’re not eating as much as you should.” And there it was out in the open. George did not have time to even think how best to approach the topic before his concern overrode his rationale and took control of his mouth – spilling the words out messily.

Y/N shrugged, “Yeah.”

“Well…isn't that like…a problem?”

“Maybe, but I’m not going to deal with that right now.” She finished with her earring and crossed the room to her small shoe collection. “If we don’t leave soon, we’re going to be late.”

“We’re not leaving Y/N. We need to at least talk about it.”

“Now?” A frustrated sigh rumbled through her throat. She threw her hands up in mock surrender and resigned, “Fine. What do you want to say?”

“You know we were together all Saturday and Sunday, and I never saw you eat more than a bowl of cereal and a banana.”

Y/N scoffed, shaking her head she asked, “Is that it? What you’re worried about? You know I don’t eat a lot. Never have. Besides, we ordered in pizza Sunday night, remember?”

“You had two slices!” George spoke sharp and loud before pulling himself back down. “I just—I don’t want you to feel like you can’t talk to me. Even if you think it doesn’t matter or it doesn’t make sense, you can tell me. I haven’t been where you are, and I’m not sure what we’re meant to do from here, but I’m all in for you.”

“We do nothing. I’m fine; I’ve been dealing with this for years.”

“By ‘this,’ you mean your eating disorder.” He did not know how she could be so casual about something so serious.

“I can handle myself.”

“Obviously not. You don’t think I’ve noticed how you started having to wear a belt with all your jeans else they fall right off you? Or how you always change clothes in the other room?”

“Fuck off.” Y/N snapped; the blinds of offhand indifference were ripped down to reveal the blinding light of an angry sun. “Look at you, George. Look at your friends! Attractive, successful social media influencers. I’m not dumb. Ok? I know the type of women who get with guys like you – they’re graceful, camera-ready goddesses. They’re not fat.”

The last word broke off in her mouth and shattered against the floor. Tears sprung to her eyes, and she was quick to turn from George and wipe them with the back of her hand. All the while, her set jaw, and tense muscles worked to maintain her previous unfalteringly stern expression.

All George could muster amidst his bewilderment was a meek, “You’re not fat.”

“I know. Why do you think that is?”

“You don’t understand. You’re noticeably thinner. It’s enough that people are asking me if you’re alright. A quarter of the comments on the last video you were in are accusing me of like forcing diet pills down your throat or other bullshit. Even Will and Alex and them have brought it up.”

“Oh, I see.” Y/N barked out a short, humorless laugh. “So, this isn’t even about me. It’s about you. How you look to your friends. Got it.”

“They’re our friends, and they’re worried about you; I’m worried about you.”

“Well, I’m not going to change. Alright? Bottom line. I know what I’m doing. I know my body and what works for me and what makes me feel good about myself. There’s nothing you can say that’s going to change my mind now, so let’s just leave it. Forget about it and go. We’re already late.”

It took another few moments for either to speak as it seemed the subject was dropped altogether. Y/N collected her keys and wallet up in her hands while George changed his shirt. And both moved to leave.

The solemn silence between them broke just as Y/N locked the door behind them.

“I’m breaking up with you,” George said.

His hard-hitting gaze coaxed a temporary softness from Y/N. Her shoulders relaxed, even turning inward, a hesitant smile on her lips as she searched his face for the joke. “That’s not funny.”

“I’m serious. If you refuse to get better, to even try, then I’m not going to be there while you make yourself worse.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“Sure, I do. Bye, Y/N.” George took a step backwards, before turning around completely and walking up the hall toward the stairwell. He did not even want to share a ride down in the lift with her.

And Y/N did not call after him like in a romantic comedy, nor did she follow him with an intense desire to proclaim a new outlook, a changed perspective on the situation. Her feet remained planted, and her mouth shut. She did not see it for the ultimatum it was – at least not at first.

Y/N: alright, I get it, v dramatic. You made your point Y/N: this is so stupid! Y/N: don’t be a dick. text me back. Y/N: you’re serious? All this over what 3kgs??? Y/N: Fuck you!! I don’t care I’ll go out by myself!

Y/N: answer the phone. Coward. Y/N: must be hard to ghost me on every platform

Y/N: ok I get it Y/N: isn’t 72hours a fair punishment? come by so we can make up.

Y/N: answer the phone. Y/N: George, I get it. I’m not alright Y/N: I’m sorry, Answer the phone, and we can talk, please!

Y/N: I need help Y/N: I’ve made an appointment with a psychiatrist. Y/N: she specializes in eating disorders.

George: When’s the appointment?

Y/N: Thursday @ 11

George: I’ll be at yours with the uber at 10. I’m sorry too.

Eating Disorder Helplines UK: 0808 801 0677 USA: 800.931.2237 Canada: 1-866-NEDIC-20

#memeulous #george memeulous #memeulous imagine #memeulous x reader

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emiwuaidmslomc · 4 years

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I loved the new James Marriott video so much. It was so causal and down to earth, as well as funny, and also serious at points. We also got to see Aria which was fun, she's so pretty!

#james marriott #james and aria #james marriott imagine #james marriott x reader #james marriott gifs #nikocado avocado #eboys #will lenney #willne #alex elmslie #imallexx #george memeulous #memeulous #memeulous imagine #memeulous x reader #willne imagine #willne x reader #imallexx imagine #imallexx x reader

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topsshaggerwillne · 4 years

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Eboys x Intro Eboys Episode 1 - “OnlyFans Got Talent” give credit if used

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blueeyedgeorgie · 3 years

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Scandalous(1)

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

WC: 2.2k+

Pronouns: They/Them

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For the entire day, Alex seemed to constantly be on his feet. At first, George really didn't pay much attention to it, after all, sometimes people just have busy days. Usually for George, his days weren't anything special. He'd just wake up and lay around the house. He'd make sure to film a video every couple of days and could be found playing a bit of FIFA or COD.

George didn't have much of a reason to leave his shared flat. He'd usually go over to one of his friend's places to hang out or film a collab, every now and then he'd go out shopping to get a couple of things for a video or just the flat. Still, George wasn't the type of person to find reasons to rush around or try and get as many tasks done as possible, it was one of the many perks that came with being a YouTuber.

It was normal to see Alex running around once in a while. He'd like to go out and do things like playing football with a few of his mates or just going out and being around people. But today seemed different, as though he was planning for something important to happen.

At first, George didn't feel the need to ask his flatmate about what was going on. But while the day rolled on and Alex seemed to only go back and forth from making phone calls to typing away on his computer, George's curiosity had begun to eat himself up from inside.

As the afternoon rolled around, George found himself seated on the couch. He had been wasting a good portion of his day watching whatever he could find on the TV that was actually interesting. Earlier he had filmed a few videos for his second channel, he looked at the Reddit page for usual funny content and then proceeded to go on a Twitter page and look at nostalgic videos and photos for a second video.

Usually with some luck, George would be able to find something good to put on TV, but today just seemed like one of those days where you couldn't find anything good to watch. So as a final resort, he had turned on some Spongebob cartoons, it seemed like he only had enough luck to have the old cartoons from the early 2000's play.

While watching the yellow sponge on TV, George had checked a few of his social medias, wondering if there was anything else that was going on that could possibly hold his attention for longer than ten minutes.

Maybe he just needed a new hobby, something to keep attention for more than five minutes. FIFA was fun, but you could only play it so many times.

"Hey George?"

The sound of his flatmate's voice had pulled him out of his thoughts. Standing behind the couch, Alex was typing away on his iPhone. He had taken a quick look to make eye contact with George before returning to his text messages. Turning around, the brunette man gave his attention to his flatmate, "What's up?"

"I don't know if you remembered, but I'm having someone come out to the UK to spend a couple of days with me to film some collabs and just get to know each other," sliding his phone in his back pocket, Alex shoved his hands into his pockets. "Hopefully this turns out all good."

How did this slip his mind? Alex had been mentioning he was planning to do this with someone for the past couple of weeks. As the days rolled on, when he became busier and busier, it all made sense. Alex was only making sure everything was going to go smoothly when whoever was going to come to the UK.

"Shit, that totally slipped my mind, sorry," George brushed a hand through his hair with a short sigh. "Are they gonna stay with us or are they staying at a hotel? Maybe they're doing something completely different."

"Hotel," as he responded, Alex began to rock back and forth on the heels of his feet. "They're gonna get here in two days and when they show up me and a couple of our friends are gonna go out and get some drinks, just to get more comfortable with one another. You coming with us?"

"I don't see why not," giving a shrug, George leaned his head against the palm of his hand, supporting his head to sit at a certain angle. "Are you interested in this influencer or something, you keep saying you wanna get comfortable with them."

"Well, they aren't really my type. Also, they're gonna be hanging around us for a few days, so of course I wanna be comfortable around them."

"Who even is 'they'? Does this influencer have a name?" George let out another sigh as he looked up at his flatmate.

"They're Y/n L/n."

Y/n L/n, George had heard that name a few times in the influencer world. One thing he knew for sure, Y/n was much bigger than both Alex and George's channels combined. So why was Y/n planning to come and hang around them for a while?

That wasn't the only question rushing through George's mind, from what he had heard about Y/n (which was very little) he knew they were a very scandalous person. Having them around didn't seem like too bright of an idea, maybe Alex just wanted to collab with them to gain a bit more in subscribers... George knew it'd be smart to keep Y/n at arm's length while they'd be in the UK. After all, they'd only be here for a couple of days, so how hard could it be?

"Oh."

"Just 'oh'?" Alex raised a brow at his flatmate, "What is it?"

"Nothing, I just took me a moment to realize who they were," George turned back to face the TV, implying the conversation had come to an end.

"Alright, I'm gonna get back to making sure the flat isn't a typical mess," Alex sighed, taking a step back from the couch.

"Cool," George mumbled as he watching the yellow sponge on TV run beside a pink star.

If Y/n got Alex caught up in anymore drama, he'd have a fit. He had seen his flatmate come so far since the last time drama was in his life. There'd be a chance that would grow bigger and bigger everytime they hung out that Alex could get caught up in a scandal.

Even though Alex's a grown adult, sometimes he could make really stupid decisions. But that was the thing, Alex is a human being, he's allowed to make mistakes. All George wanted for this whole collab to into come back around and bite Alex in the ass. But it was too late, Y/n was going to be here soon and whatever happens, just happens. There wasn't much George could do besides distancing himself away from Y/n.

"Alright, I think I have enough shirts, I better go double-check to see if I have my toiletries all packed up," Y/n had mumbled under their breath in the midst of packing. Even though they were a big YouTuber and could simply pay someone to pack for them, Y/n had decided to pack for this one trip.

"Y/n, where the fuck are you?"

The sound of someone's voice had become louder, Y/n could tell their friend was entering their bedroom.

"I'm just in the bathroom, Bret!" They had responded while looking underneath their bathroom sink for a few more toiletries.

"Are you seriously leaving?" The one and only Bretman Rock stood in the doorway of the bathroom, looking down at his friend.

"Well yeah, I've been planning this trip for the past couple of weeks," Y/n looked up at the makeup influencer. Bretman and Y/n had been friends since forever, they had gone through so much together.

"You're gonna miss James's party next Saturday," he moved aside, letting the other influencer in the room past by.

"It's just one party," they had let out a short scoff while working on packaging their bathroom items properly. "James always throws parties, I'll go to the next one."

"Fine bitch," Bretman had tossed himself onto Y/n's bed, making their suitcase jump a little with everything else that had been laid out on Y/n's bed. "Why are you even going to London?"

"Well, I'm planning to meet up with a friend to make some videos together and just hang out," Y/n shrugged as they tucked away a few more items into their suitcase.

"Who?"

"He goes by ImAllexx on YouTube."

Bretman shook his head as he watched his friend, "I have absolutely never heard of them... ever."

"Yeah, his channel is smaller than either of ours."

"Lemme tell you now, if you're secretly doing some long-distance relationship with him and haven't bothered to tell me any tea yet, I will literally kill you," the raven-haired man laid on his back, beginning to fidget with the rings that sat on his fingers.

"I'm telling you now, Bret. Alex is only a friend, he's like a brother," they tsked at their friend as they zipped up their suitcase, finally finishing packing.

"Fine, but if I find out you end up hooking up with some British boys over there and don't tell me... like I said, you'll be dead bitch."

"Calm down, you know I can't keep secrets from you," Y/n flashed a cheeky grin at their friend while sliding the suitcase off of the bed. "I had two hours before I head to the airport, what do you wanna do?" For the past couple of weeks, Y/n had been counting down the days until they would leave for London. No doubt about it, they were excited. It wasn't often for them to make friends with other Influencers or people in general. So when they got the chance to make friends with a small commentary YouTuber that went by the name of ImAllexx, they had made sure to be as kind as possible.

At this point it was truly hard for Y/n to make friends, most people didn't like them based on the rumors that had spread about Y/n. Others that usually tried to be Y/n's friends were merely using them for money and fame. It became hard for Y/n to trust people and get close to them. So how did Alex pull off gaining Y/n's trust?

Y/n one day had been scrolling through YouTube, looking for something to watch. At this point, they had seen almost everything, vlogs, challenges, makeup, drama, and more. But one video had popped up into Y/n's recommended videos that had caught their eye.

'We Need to Stop Y/n L/n.'

It was normal for Y/n to see these types of videos, usually they'd come from Drama channels trying to cancel them. But this one had come from a YouTuber with the name, 'ImAllexx'. It was normal for Y/n to scroll when they came across these types of videos, but the video seemed a bit intriguing considering the thumbnail was only a simple picture of themself against a blue background. So of course, Y/n clicked on the video only to hear; "Hello everyone, I'm Alex..."

Y/n found the video quite funny, when they'd watch videos made on them, the videos were typically quite harsh and mean. With Alex, he seemed like the type of person to be able to take a joke. His whole video was on an Instagram post Y/n had made a week or two before Alex had posted his video, he had just been taking the piss out of the photo as a joke.

And after finishing that video and having a laugh, Y/n continued to watch more of Alex's videos, just to see if he was seemingly a decent guy. And somehow, they got hooked on Alex's videos. And by the end of the day, they had binged a good amount of his content.

A few days after discovering Alex and his content, Y/n had decided to check out a few of his social medias. That's when Y/n had found out he was already following them on both Instagram and Twitter.

When Alex checked Instagram a while later, he was surprised to find that @y/nl/n was now following him. Y/n was almost four times(if not more) the popularity size of Alex, so how had they noticed him? He was a bit nervous at first, why would someone like Y/n follow him?

Instead of anxiety getting the best of Alex, he had decided to do something to try and figure out why of all people, @y/nl/n had decided to follow him. So he had been careful with sliding into Y/n's DMS, only to ask why they had followed him. ANd moments later, Y/n responded to him.

'I've just been binge-watching your content lately and I thought that you were funny so I followed you. :)'

At first, Alex felt like it could possibly be a trap, but he continued to message back and forth with Y/n. After a while, Alex had realized that maybe Y/n wasn't as scandalous and dramatic as people made them out to be. As the days rolled on and they continued to talk, they had ended up developing a friendship.

After a couple of months of talking and coming closer and closer, Alex had asked if Y/n would want to fly out to the UK from LA to film a couple of collabs and hang out in person. Y/n had easily accepted his invitation, and just like that, A date was set for Y/n to fly out to London.

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