Bowing Down Meme Novels & Stories

She scrunched her nose like she was thinking hard on how to explain it. "I don’t know, it just seems rude not to respond when they bow like that," She said, Brandon looked at her raising a brow. They walked into an office and stood in front of a desk, "The pack bows their heads in submission, it's to show they respect us." He knew it was going to take some getting used to, he just didn't like the idea of his Luna bowing to the pack.

’ (¬‿¬) Levi, ‘…’ ಠ_ಠ Blackie, ‘Heh! Your level of stupidity is over 9,000! Must be your “love shield” at work?’ (☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞ Levi, (凸ಠ益ಠ)凸 Noah slammed the cue stick onto the table in a huff and then slowly and rather rigidly straightened his waist. Levi, pasted to his back, mimicked his movements until both were standing up perfectly straight.

“Yeah, of course everyone do that. It’s just that… I was still shocked you’d do that to the father. That kind of gesture is not a joke here.” “What gesture?” Jai asked, but he could already feel like he knew the answer. “The bow. The kneel,” Darrion answered, confirming Jai’s hunch. “I don’t know where and how you were raised, Jai. But in this land, that kind of gesture is considered as the highest form of respect and should only be done to worship a deity.” Jai had a look of realization in his face as he listened. “I see… That’s why the three of you were so surprised.”

“How do I keep my wolf calm?” “What do you mean?” he asks and sits on the couch, resting his left ankle on his right knee. Goddess, but he’s a sight to behold. Even dressed in his unremarkable blue bottoms and white t-shirt. Finally happy, Elowen dances to the surface and starts to purr like a contented cat, the sound reverberating unprompted in my chest. “What the fuck is that?” “Mate call.” Bowden laughs and uncrosses his legs, spreading his knees wide apart. “Come sit here-” he pats his thigh.

“Yes, I was sick of you both being so grumpy and not talking to each other” “Then I shall thank you” Chad got down on his knees and bowed dramatically at her feet causing us all to burst into laughter.

Mr Grumpy merely rolled his eyes. I froze, looking between Yaru and the more amused of the party, hoping one of them might explain what I’d done to cause the mirth. “In our culture, to bow is to offer respect or honour for something. We bow to greet, but also when we are given someone’s name.” “Oh,” I said, feeling my cheeks flush with heat. Instantly I wondered if it could be seen through the paint.

the announcer declared, voice booming with reverence. My body went rigid. Around us, chairs scraped as everyone stood in unison—an instinctive reaction, not unlike prey responding to the scent of a predator. I followed suit, slow, unsure, glancing around to see if I was the only one who didn’t understand why we were bowing. But everyone else did. Even Uncle Mike bowed. Lisa and I exchanged a look before lowering our heads too. A forced show of respect. Or submission. The Nightclaws? Were they royalty now?

Naraja: “I don’t know if it’s because I don’t have any memories of myself or because I’m just super weird like that, haha.” Naraja scratched his right-cheek while giving a sheepish smile and turned around to face everyone and bowed his head down to give his apologies to everyone that he had burdened. After showing his deepest apologies, Naraja plopped down onto the floor almost immediately and opened up his arms big ‘n wide with a devilish, but yet a bright and warm smile on the side to welcome everyone to do the same as him. Rest. As each member sat some of their equipment and behinds on the ground to give their feet and body a second, Naraja was the first to open his mouth and...

"Those who want to admit defeat and are afraid of death can kneel down and kowtow and call me grandpa." The crowd burst into laughter. Almost at the same time, the pen and paper were also brought up...

One by one, they started to drool, unable to resist the temptation. Ray began dipping meat into the sauce. He took a bite—hot, so hot!—and almost spat it out. Rolling it around in his mouth a few times, he finally chewed. Delicious. Absolutely divine. Swallowing, he looked at the crowd. "Want some? It's simple. Each of you just bow your head to me, then turn and call Bruce an idiot." Everyone hesitated. Bowing wasn't a big deal. In times like these, dignity was meaningless. Humiliation meant nothing.