Romans & histoires Once Upon A Time Memes

Alaric let his hands hit the table, causing the silverware to noisily clang. “I find you incredibly frustrating.” “I find you incredibly sexy.” Alaric gave Heather a playful wink. The fake vomiting that was her signature action in those last weeks in Silver Cresent made an appearance. The retching brought an odd reminiscing smile to my lips. “Luna, why do you put up with him?” Her eyes were usually a beautiful icy blue now looked with icicles ready to impale me. “You don’t think he is charming?” I nudged her with my shoulder as I teased her.

His gripped firmed around the towel ready to pull it off. She looked away, cheeks red. Then she heard his laughter, his mocking laughter. So she turned back to see why, he was till on his towel that means he never took it off. "You'd think I would do it?" She chose to retort but nothing came forth from her mouth. "I knew you couldn't handle it virgin!" He taunted. He did not just pull that string! ___$ "Aren't they coming down for breakfast soon?" Audora shrugged at her mother's question. They should be down by now but no, they decided it would be proper to do their honey moon upstairs forgetting that parents can be curious sometimes.

Diane angrily did same also. THE DEAN'S MANSION… Vince sat on his reading table browsing through his phone with a frwn on his face. There were two trending topics on the Internet right now. Leonardo and Camilla's news still remains the top one, while Diane and Olivia's fighting viral video is now top 2. Vince's eyes and focus kept on rampaging through Leonardo and Camilla's picture together he still couldn't believe they were married couples. "Vince! Vince!". Mrs Dean called out as she barged into his room and she faced him.

Every time I tried to do anything, they would escort me back to my corner and instruct me to rest, and I didn’t have the energy to argue with them. “How long does it really take for a werewolf and a witch to bond with each other?” Dominic complained while rubbing the back of his neck. I could see the weariness in his eyes even though he was trying his best to hide it from me. “I have no idea what witch bonding rituals are like, but I am certain that I don’t want to find out,” Mason replied while grimacing, and I could understand why. If their bonding rituals were anything like some of the other magic users’ bonding techniques, then I was sure I didn’t want to know either, because that shit w

One of the men hugged taking advantage of her and brought her up to the ship and when he saw everyone’s disgusted expression, he followed their line of sight and saw the yellow stains on her dress. The guy’s expression was priceless as he pushed her off like a plaque and distanced himself, constantly wiping his hands on his suit and looking down on his suit to see if there were any remnants on him. Neil took his phone back when the video finished playing and swiped the screen to bring up the next few visuals “These are the most popular memes now.” The screen had a picture of Amanda with the lower part of her body with the yellow stains and a caption ‘shark repellent- only while stocks last.’

Gosh, she's frustratingly annoying. "My Mom's not your 'Tita'. Call her Aunt!" I said to make her nose flare in so much irritation from me. Well, basically you call your friend's mom 'Tita' if you are close and 'Aunt' if you're not. That was what we call each other's Mom here in our place. Tito for their husbands. Mirabel Scott was my friend for years now. Since the day we transferred here in their place, I think? I couldn't remember when exactly but it has already been years since her, being my only best friend.

“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!”

He didn’t sigh when she arrived three minutes late to a pitch. He smirked — smirked! — when she called him “Spreadsheet Daddy” under her breath. And then, on Friday, the impossible happened. He laughed. Not a smirk. Not a scoff. A real, low, quiet chuckle. All because she’d Photoshopped his face onto a Renaissance painting for a meme she titled: "Sebastian Mason, Patron Saint of Budget Cuts." It was in the middle of a staff email chain titled “Friday Madness.” She hadn’t expected him to see it.

Tara walked beside her down the hallway, clutching two coffees and grinning like a gossip columnist. “They’re calling you The Muse of Cross. That’s either a curse or a compliment. Haven’t decided yet.” Lena groaned. “I want to disappear.” “Too late. You’re trending on the student board.” Tara showed her phone. Sure enough, someone had made a meme of Damien staring at a blank canvas with the caption: Thinking about Lena (probably). Lena buried her face in her hands. “I hate everything.” Tara sipped her coffee. “Honestly? It’s kind of iconic.”

Someone had even turned Dexter's frosting-covered face into memes. She soon received one from Clara. In the meme, only half of Dexter's handsome face was not covered in frosting. The text beside it read, "Dead inside." For the next three or four days, everyone around Angela couldn't send her a text without adding a few of those memes. Zack was the worst of all. He sent her dozens every day—half of them were ones he had made himself in his office when he had nothing better to do. Wasn't this a little over the top?