sad breakfast club

reblog and let your followers send in one or multiple emojis from each category for you to write a blurb about.

i want you to write a blurb about two characters…

👄 sharing their first kiss

💔 breaking up

💦 sleeping together for the first time

😬 confessing their feelings

🩹 tending to each other’s wounds

🗣 having an argument

👋 meeting for the first time

or maybe i’d rather have you write about…

💍 an engagement

💀 saying goodbye to a dying lover

🙅‍♀️ stopping a lover from sacrificing themselves

👼🏼 revealing a pregnancy

🔪 knife against the throat

⚠️ a love triangle with a character making their final choice

🚪 showing up at the other’s door, begging for comfort

please include this dynamic…

☁️ enemies to lovers

🍯 friends to lovers

🧸 exes with feelings

✨ friends with benefits

☕ reluctant allies

🤎 royal x commoner

🍦 lovers to enemies

with a little bit of…

📆 office romance

👀 forced proximity

🤮 fake dating

🔥 slow burn

💘 love at first sight

😭 unrequited love

Ok now that it’s been a few days back to spooks! 👻 A redraw of my favourite unsolved meme! (it was seriously a hard choice) I use this one more frequently than the others which I think makes it the best A meme needs to be versatile!! Anyway Jughead didn’t connect shit. The background came out pretty cool NGL

He’d loved Betty for so long.  Before he’d truly believed in the word love, he was pretty sure he had still loved Betty.  He would recall faint childhood memories and realize that the common denominator and all of his best memories was none-other than Betty Cooper.  For a while, those memories haunted him.  He could no longer look back at the formative years of his youth without a painful tightness in his chest, and all he wanted was to find Morpheus and take the little blue pill.

But they had started to fade, and while they were still painful to think of, Jughead no longer felt the need to double over in pain.  Eventually he wasn’t thinking of her more than a couple times a month.

But here he was, sitting in the driver's seat of his truck, fingers clenching the wheel as if he were afraid to drive away.  He sees her again, in the flesh and not through his sister's occasional Instagram stories where he swears he sees a peek of blonde hair in the corner of the screen, and suddenly his mind is flooding with memories, and flashbacks are being triggered by something as mundane as a staircase.

She hadn’t meant anything by it.

She hadn’t meant anything by it.

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He’d loved Betty for so long.  Before he’d truly believed in the word love, he was pretty sure he had still loved Betty.  He would recall faint childhood memories and realize that the common denominator and all of his best memories was none-other than Betty Cooper.  For a while, those memories haunted him.  He could no longer look back at the formative years of his youth without a painful tightness in his chest, and all he wanted was to find Morpheus and take the little blue pill.

But they had started to fade, and while they were still painful to think of, Jughead no longer felt the need to double over in pain.  Eventually he wasn’t thinking of her more than a couple times a month.

But here he was, sitting in the driver's seat of his truck, fingers clenching the wheel as if he were afraid to drive away.  He sees her again, in the flesh and not through his sister's occasional Instagram stories where he swears he sees a peek of blonde hair in the corner of the screen, and suddenly his mind is flooding with memories, and flashbacks are being triggered by something as mundane as a staircase.

She hadn’t meant anything by it.

She hadn’t meant anything by it.

like what you're reading? click here to read this chapter!

also me after a bughead crumb or still: