Insult Memes Novels & Stories

From the looks of it, he was imitating someone because the others were pointing and laughing at him. For the very first time since I met the guy, Skyr looked disgusted. “That guy is an idiot. If that is how young male adults act on the surface then I’ll say that I am lucky that I came to Atlatis at an early age and grew up here. Otherwise, I might end up being retarded.” His choice of words were too brutal that I had to laugh.”Nevermind. Just now you acted a little bit like your age.” “Insulting is something that you do?”

I wondered when he got closer to me. "Zella, I like you but I'm also your friend. I've wanted to leave that house for a long time because I'm already hurt by their insult to my appearance. So I'll come with you, Zella." he said sadly. I understand how Anjo feels. I was also insulted. We didn’t have the same reason, but it was both painful. So, I never stopped him. Insults are the last resort of insecure people with a crumbling position, trying to appear confident.

He doesn't seemed used to being told that he's ugly, maybe because all of the people praising him so much to the point that he'd been an arrogant jerk, tsk! I'll always remember that the easiest way to pissed an arrogant man, is to insult his so-called handsome face. ***

Because he looks really depressed, and is insulting me, to make his stupid self feel better. Moron. I mutter under my breath, shooting him a glare as I clench my fists. "Dude, can't you see her bountiful boobs? She's sweet sixteen. A girl who would be so sweet in the middle." The shameless overgrown toddler of a boy, Stephen intones with a sick stupid grin on his face. And it's right at this moment, that I know I cannot keep shut any longer. Because I have had the insults and stupid perverted talks up to my neck.

The woman in the yellow dress stood beside him with a smirk. "People turned it into memes," Astrid said. She scrolled through the comments. "It is so viral even penguins in Antarctica have probably seen it. Mom's phone has not stopped ringing since last night." I pressed my face into the pillow to block out the sight. "Turn it off." Astrid did not stop. She read the words aloud in a flat tone. "'So desperate.' 'What a joke.' 'That poor guy, she ambushed him.' Here is a short one. It just says, 'stupid bitch.'"

“So! What do you want to know? How to keep a straight face when annoyed? How to look completely unbothered when insulted? Or, my personal favorite—how to insult them back so subtly they don’t realize it until hours later?” Her voice returned to normal, and Adam and I both burst into laughter at the ridiculousness of her growing list. “Just straight face,” I interrupted before she could go on. “He’s still our boss. No need for the insulting part.” Bella huffed like a sulking child. “Fine. But I’ll have you know, that one brings indescribable satisfaction.” “Bella!” I cut in impatiently.

Her fingers trembled as she scrolled. “Bro she’s INSANE” “Ethan run 😭” “Psycho girlfriend energy” “She belongs in jail wtf” Elena clicked out of that post and the next one loaded so fast. A meme this time. Her face photoshopped onto the Hulk’s body, mid-rampage. Caption: “Elena when you forget to text back.” Then another. Her face on a tiger, roaring. “Don’t mess with Elena Cruz.” Then another. Her with exaggerated muscles and a unibrow. “Roid rage Elena.”

“Mila, you’re a saint!” Then, he pulled out his phone. “Look at the group chat. It’s exploding!” The group name had been changed to ‘Care and Support of the Clown Werewolf King,’ and it was flooded with merciless mockery. Someone had photoshopped Sarek’s face with clown makeup and captioned it: [So I came after. I’m a homewrecker.] There were even meme videos titled, “The Werewolf King’s Breakup Survival Guide.” Louis laughed so hard his whole body shook. “Hahaha! That’s brutal!”

I muttered. On looking at the notification, I could see 99+ notifications. “LET THE LGBTQ COMMUNITY BREATHE!” “LAURA'S KARMA HAD JUST MET HER NIGHTMARE” #JUSTICE FOR ERIC SLOAN# #SANCTION TO LORA KARMA# #THE WICKED MUST NOT GO UNPUNISHED# All the notifications read. The one that got my attention was an anonymous poster that made a meme video clip of me with ruined makeup and some captions that struck me hard. This particular caption was directed to my last post Eric had forced me to make.

I obeyed, humiliated tears mixing with the drool running down my chin. They degraded me nonstop with words that burned deeper than the physical roughness. “Worthless basement cumdump.” “Free-use cousin pussy.” “Grandma’s little secret whore getting passed around like a party favor.” Each insult made my body react, clenching tighter around them despite the shame flooding my mind.