Funny Reaction Memes Novels & Stories

Oh, he’s going to be quiet now? Me: I didn't even know you knew what those were. Ian Quinn: Emojis? Me: Yes. Ian Quinn: LOL. Just to needle him some more, I’m smiling as I type back. Me: Ah, you know acronyms too, this is interesting. Ian Quinn: What is? Me: People like you never know what LOL means. Ian Quinn: People like me? Me: Yeah, old people. The text shows the bubbles appear and disappearing, did I manage to make the great Ian Quinn speechless? I laughed under my breath, feeling quite pleased with myself. Take that Quinn. Finally, his reply pops in and I wasn’t holding my breath.

TESSA I open I*******m first, and my world implodes all over again. The video is everywhere. Reposted, shared, turned into memes, reaction videos and compilation clips. #TessaFail is trending. #FatGirlDown has over a million views. Someone has auto-tuned my sobs and turned them into a remix. But it's the comments that really destroy me: "LMAOOOOO this is the funniest thing I've ever seen" "Imagine being this delusional about your weight"

Kane Hau Alexander's POV I stared at my phone, a ghostly smile on my face as I read my messages. “So cute.” I reacted with a laughing emoji to the fan's sticker Ethan had sent to me. It was a funny meme of me jubilating. “Naughty boy,” I muttered, smiling sheepishly. We continued chatting, and it felt like I was in another world. I laughed at all his jokes, even the ones that weren't funny. We exchanged funny fan-made stickers and photo cards, and time slowly slipped away as we chatted.

someone yelled. "I won’t shut up until someone answers!" Lucas shouted back, clearly enjoying the attention. "We don’t know and we don’t care, so shut the hell up, Lucas!" another voice barked. "Wrong! It’s called Lemon-aid! Get it? Like the drink?" The groan this time was even louder. "Dad jokes are never, ever funny," Elodie muttered, shaking her head.

he typed, adding a cheerful, oblivious little emoji at the end, "but he made the pain go away." The responses came flooding in almost instantly — not words, but an entire chorus of smirking, knowing emoji faces from Quinn, Heinz, Adira, and even Megat, all sent in rapid succession with an unmistakable air of collective amusement. Elison, reading over Lance's shoulder, frowned at the barrage of reactions, completely baffled. *"….. (What's wrong with them…),"* he thought, entirely oblivious to the fact that his family had spent the better part of the evening constructing an elaborate, thoroughly inaccurate narrative out of nothing more than an injured knee and an overly dramatic patient.

she said. “No it's okay, it's not like I care. You don't have to apologize for him” I scoffed. “But the slap is blowing up. I mean everyone is making memes of her.” Julia squealed, making Madison smirk. “It is just a matter of time before Veronica finds out.” I grinned. Just by hearing her name Julia's mood turned sore. I grinned at the rest of them and we laughed together. “Is not funny, don't laugh!” She murmured, glaring at us. The evening passed by as we lay tirelessly on our mattress. We were not assigned another task for that day.

“No, boss, I haven’t.” “Let’s check how Morgan is doing now,” I snicker.We enter into the living room and I settle down on the couch folding my legs under me while Gabe picks the single sofa on the side. I open my bag and rummage through until I find my phone. Then I enter my social media account and the entire scandal is still blazing hot. I laugh . “This is such a goated move… memes are now being made with his blurry naked shots and they are hilarious.” “Boss, is it still blazing?”

Then the laughter ripped through the air, taunting my ears. “Ignore them.” I said to myself. Easier said than done, Valeria. I forced my attention to my phone, scrolling mindlessly, pretending none of this mattered. I shouldn’t have looked. Because the second I did, the screen slapped me with something that made my stomach drop. A meme. Not just any meme, me, Zane, and Landon photoshopped into a disgusting threesome, covered in crude stickers and comments. My heart throbbed with pain, my fingers visibly shaking.

Harrison asked. “The great Alexander Lancaster is actually scared of something like this? So pathetic!” Hazel laughed playfully. She was so amused by this scenario. “Let me add more to his pain.” Harper pressed a button and it sent a meme to Alexander’s account. It was a picture of him and the surprised Pikachu face. Which described his situation perfectly. The kids laughed quietly, they were enjoying it. “He looks so stupid!” Henry exclaimed. “I bet he is fuming with anger right now. His face must be as red as an apple.” Hazel playfully added.

“Oh, really? Then why don’t you take a look at this?” I caught the phone before it slid off the edge of the table, my fingers brushing the cool glass screen. The post was a scathing thread, complete with memes mocking our new logo and hashtags like #EpicFail and #OutOfTouch. I scanned the comments, hundreds of them, piling on with gleeful vitriol. It was worse than I’d realized, but I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. The audacity of these keyboard warriors was almost comical. Instead, I widened my eyes, feigning shock as if this was my first time hearing and seeing the comments.