Rude Memes Novels & Stories

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.

I hadn’t sent a single meme, but no matter how many Rufio-themed reels he had, I knew he probably laughed at them under his breath. I tapped the message field and typed something casual. Hey, I just saw a dog that looked like Rufio but was fluffier. 12/10 imposter vibes. Hope you’re good. :) I stared at it. Read it. Deleted the smiley. Re-added it. Paused. It wasn’t a big text. It wasn’t a confession, an invitation, or anything more than a tiny, threadbare bridge stretching across the silence. But my thumb hovered over the screen like it was wired to a detonator.

#BlackwoodMeltdown was number five. The videos were everywhere. Dozens of angles of my screaming, my collapse, my desperate pleas to be left alone. And the comments... God, the comments were vicious. "She's literally insane lol" "Someone needs to get this girl some serious help" "When you're so desperate for attention you fake a breakdown " "Maya Blackwood is the poster child for what happens when you give damaged girls too much attention" The memes had already started. Screenshots of my face mid-scream with captions like "When you realize you have to take responsibility for your actions" and "POV: You're not the main character anymore."

No witnesses, no rules broken) he says to me. “Sin romper la regla”, (no rule-breaking) I gasped out as his kisses trailed lower and lower. “Yeah, this just got awkward hearing my friend of eleven years speak another language as a man assaults her with his lips”, says Meme. I dunno why this is so funny, but I burst out laughing. Meme looks at me, her face is flushed and she too starts laughing! I pecked Jonny before climbing out of his lap and into the seat next to him. When Meme is not looking, he takes my hand he is holding and stuffs it down his pants so that I feel his raging boner. I glance back at him, and he smirks. My face grows hot!

Adele~ Arriving at Sapphire Bistro, the first thing I was given wasn't the hug I expected, but a free trip to Trendle. Reading the brutal comments, I didn't know whether to join in the laughter or cry. It was common knowledge that Trendle had the most destructive, savage, unforgiving humor online. If you trended there, it was either because you’d done something extraordinary or embarrassingly tragic. Unfortunately for Ryan, it was both. I scrolled, blinking back a mix of disbelief and amusement as meme after meme filled my screen. One had Ryan’s face edited onto a mop with the caption: “When your ex sweeps the industry while you sweep floors.”

Scarlet cheeks cast down, the host stuttering out a quiet apology before hastily retreating. Kate scowled, one eyebrow rising as she awaited Colton’s explanation. “That was rude.” “Me?” he scoffed, shoulders rolling in defiance. “Rude is staring at your tits like he wanted to fuck them. He’s lucky I didn’t wring out his fucking neck.”

Oliver: I would deal with it if I got to lick you. Sidney grinned again and felt herself blushing in the glow of her laptop screen. As she typed with Oliver, she continued to scroll through comments—a blend of generic hot comments, menstruation jokes, and clickbait advertising. She tallied the reactions in her head. This picture had already attracted more attention than their previous photo. She shared some random horror memes, retweeted from her favorite followers, and commented on horror groups in Facebook. She marched through her evening routine. As she processed the comments and emails from her website, another conversation notification rang.

Satisfied with himself, he further tapped on her profile, tapping the circular story button next. She had a couple of pictures and videos on her story. The very first one with picture with words in fat red letters reading out “JERK”. He blinked as he tapped on the next one, similar fonts but different wordings this time. “ASSHOLE”. There was more. “RUDE JERK” “NARCISSISTIC BASTARD” “SNOB” “SON OF A-“ Horrified by the amount of unfiltered swearing, Giovanni quickly tapped on the screen until he was met with a totally different media.

Heartbeat thumping loud and strong. The baby flips, tiny hand raised like it’s waving. Or flipping the camera off. The chat explodes. 20 million viewers watch my baby give the middle finger to the world. I smile (small and sharp). “There’s your sympathy.” I end the live. The internet loses its mind. #BabyFlipOff trends worldwide in minutes. Memes flood in, the ultrasound with clown makeup on Amara’s face, the baby with sunglasses and a crown. Amara’s podcast clip is ratioed to hell. Her mentions are a war zone.