Cup Head Meme Novels & Stories

Me crossing the room, leaning in to kiss Kyrian on the cheek and the one second I stayed, paused and stretched into many seconds. I scrolled past it and the headlines were something else entirely. PLAYBOOK'S CONNIE AND KYRIAN: ARE THEY THE REAL DEAL? THE KISS THAT BROKE THE INTERNET—CRESTFIELD'S COUPLE CHEMISTRY. I stared at that last one for a moment longer than the others. "Are you seeing the memes?" Hori said, still chattering like a broken radio. "Connie there's a whole thread—" "I see them."

Someone had used my picture from the launch and made a meme! “It’s hilarious,” Clyde said, laughing dryly. I stared at it in disbelief, and my eyes caught the handle at the bottom. In an instant, my lips turned down at the corners. That bastard! How dare he?!

“No!” “Yes,” Landon said. “Someone titled it ‘Espresso Yourself—To Death.’ It’s got twelve thousand views already.” Suzi couldn’t breathe, laughing so hard tears started streaming down her cheeks. “Max! You’re going viral!” Max buried his face in his hands. “I swear, if anyone tags me…” “They already did,” Landon said. “Your name’s in the caption. ‘Local businessman’s café explodes in mocha mayhem.’ Congratulations. You’re a meme.”

I wiped my face with the sleeve of my hoodie and plastered on my face the brightest smile I could manage before picking. It was a facetime call. “Hey,” I managed, forcing brightness into my voice. “What’s up?” Mae’s face appeared. Poker-faced and eyes narrowed. She didn’t dabble with hi’s or hello’s. Just straight to the point. “Some random number just sent me a video of you giving head to someone,” she said flatly. Ice the size of a dozen hundred needles flooded my veins. “What? That’s insane. Can I see it?” She shared her screen without a word and there I was again, kneeling and eager, lost in what I was doing.

Everyone in our circle noticed what was going on between me and Ji-hoon, so I just quickly took the whole piece of the food inside my mouth before looking away from Ji-hoon. “Ohh… What's going on with you two? Acting so close all of a sudden,” Nana started teasing us. “Seriously? Right in front of my jajangmyeon, Ji-hoon?” Woo-hyun asked him lamely. “Oh yah!” Myung-soo suddenly reacted after hearing what Woo-hyun exclaimed. “How come you know that meme?!” Woo-hyun looked at him confusedly. “Oh, I kept seeing it on my F******k feed. Why?”

Valerius’s helmet—a marvel of high-tech augmented reality that displayed tactical data, gravity vectors, and biological vitals—suddenly flashed. The red targeting reticle on Jack’s neck disappeared. Replaced by a giant, 8-bit cat face. "What?" Valerius froze, the sword hovering inches from Jack’s neck. Inside Valerius’s helmet, chaos erupted. MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW. The audio wasn't just in his ears; it was overriding the ship's external PA system. The entire Cradle was suddenly blasted with the relentlessly cheerful, ear-splitting chiptune music of a meme from the ancient internet.

Was he made of stone? Fine. Plan B. I headed to the laundry room and started tossing clothes into the washer with dramatic flair, humming something sexy under my breath. Then I saw it—the golden opportunity. The washing machine door was open, and my brilliant brain whispered, get stuck. That one p**n meme had gone viral for a reason. Half of my body was already in the machine when I tugged my head back and felt a sharp pull. Pain bloomed on the side of my scalp. Oh crap.

My middle school and high school crush. “Can you stop embarrassing yourself." Jesse is on the bed trying to pull him away from me. “Wake up you deadbeat." Anderson finally opens his eyes. He groans and pushes his hair backwards. He's hotter than when I last saw him, during our graduation. He's hair is grown and his eyes seem a little bit brighter. “What's with all the ruckus? I'm sleepy." “Or hungover," some dude I didn't see yesterday snorts. “Definitely hungover." The others concur.

"Make it punchy, Carlin. We're not just serving tea here." Carlin rolled her eyes but followed his advice, weaving words that ignited curiosity and sparked outrage. Vasky, in his element, enhanced the content with his signature memes. As he clicked away on his laptop, he couldn't help but mutter, "Memes are the modern hieroglyphics, after all." ‌