That Face When Memes Novels & Stories

“I swear you’re bi, Meme” “Bitch, I’d be bi for you and only you”, Meme says through her continuous laughing and winks at Amory, who throws a pillow at her. “I’m joining the alphabet mafia, bitches”, she squeals. When we look at her confused, she says, “you know LBGTQ, and I dunno all the rest of the letters and symbols that go along with it. But you know what I mean”! “There is something seriously wrong with you, Mems”, Amory says to her, but she just shrugs.

Kenna You know that there's a word called 'smh' which means 'shaking my head'? Well, that's clearly what I'm doing right now as I cup onto my face, feeling the heat radiating as I continue to walk back towards our tents; this is way too much for me to handle right now. What was that?

Those memories hit like a punch. Because this? There is nothing sexy about this. Her face is bruised. Split lip. Blood running from her temple. One eye swelling.

I nod my head, "Yeah. But I made sure that no one knew." "How?" "Well, do you have a mean face?" He scrunches his face into an angry face. His brows were arched down, be bared his teeth and growled. He looks like me when I'm grumpy. I throw my head back and laugh, "That's very good! Now, as long as you have that face when you're scared, no one will think you are."

Do I look that bad "What the fuck is that, you look like a fucking monster, what the fuck ewe. Is this your real face? Did you used to use a fake face?" He was coming closer to look at my face properly but as soon as he was halfway close, he pushed away again "Ewe" His face in disgust. “Dude, that’s not nice” I said.

Maya grabbed some biscuits from the table and threw some at me and some at Naya. "What do you mean?" I asked, pushing one of the biscuits into my mouth. "What Maya is trying to say is that, Dad has a default face and it never changes even when he is in a good mood or bad mood. It's just how he was molded to be," Naya explained, also chewing down on her biscuit. "How then do you now tell the reaction of the King," I frowned, not understanding how someone could have a default face that didn't show any reaction. It was more than weird and it made me doubt if he was truly a werewolf or an alien.

I had no idea when my eyes fell shut, but the harsh sting of light, when it came on, I could never forget, along with the looks on the faces of the people around me. There was contempt on some of the faces, shock colored a few faces, and I imagined it was the very same face I had on right now. Disgust was so evidently written on my face, There was shock on some faces, And then, weirdly, there were small smiles on the face of a few. Including the blonde?

“Some of those faces might b… be RBF.” I move backward to lean on my desk, folding my arms across my chest. “Is that a mask brand, I hope?” Fon shakes her head. Wait a second, is she shivering? “It means resting bitch face.” “Hm. What the fuck is that?” “S… seventy percent of the 21st-century young adults are aware of it, ma’am, how are you… not?”

Memories began to flood his thoughts, like a reel of moments frozen in time. One particular memory stood out—a snapshot of him and Andrea, their faces adorned with smiles, indulging in ice cream. He couldn't resist the urge to relive that moment. With a few taps on his phone, he brought up the cherished selfie. The image of the young girl with her radiant smile and striking resemblance to Maiari filled his screen.

please I beg you help me. " Can you please stop acting like you're going to poo? You're making such a weird face right now" I sob on my mind.