Face Reveal Meme Novels & Stories

It trembled for a moment before steadying again, revealing Aaron, Blake and… him. Next played the one scene that had been on repeat in his mind–Aaron’s fist slammed into his jaw. Suddenly, the video froze just as he was about hitting the floor and a cartoon horny blasted. Bright colors exploded across the screen, his face stretched and farting sound effects played as the footage zoomed in repeatedly. The meme continued for another few seconds before cutting back to the podcast where Gina was already laughing uncontrollably. They showed the other students around her too, all equally amused as they chortled and cackled.

A small and stray tear fell on the screen as I looked down at the selfie Raph and I took together, our faces scrunched in two comical pouts, still remembering that specific moment. “...hey, show me your best bitch face! *camera clicks* Hey, that’s not a bitch face! You look like a constipated duck!” My lips escaped a small giggle, the look on his face momentarily flashing before my eyes, leaving behind the saddened reflection in my mirror, that small smile wiping away just as quick as it came, replaced by another few, bitter tears. Placing the phone back on the make-up table, I wiped away the salty wetness on my cheeks, suddenly feeling the small tingle on the inside of my wrist, my eyes shi

Soon, Zacharias' social media account made it to top trending. The guy had millions of followers. He put up a photo of himself holding hands with Rachel. They were sharing a passionate kiss. The caption read, "The perfect day. I'm in my snug suit, holding my lover's hand, and attending a concert I love." Then, tons of content creators found out about the confession post I uploaded. They compared it to Zacharias' post and grilled me openly. Rachel liked the most trending comparison video. That excited the Internet. They made a meme out of me and called me a simp.

He has a scowl which is normally there, when he isn't scowling he's laughing. "You alright there bud?" I ask trying to break the awkward silence. I retract my hand from the window and roll it up. "Yeah I'm fine... Why?" His face twists into a laughable meme. Like he ate a million lemons and the caption is, Bitch dafuq? (Bitch the fuck?!) "I don't know felt right to ask, you looked like someone murdered your puppy," I shrug not entirely knowing what to say. And considering that I lack communication skills, I'm doing quite well. But I'm pretty sure my social battery is now half empty.

Simon asked with raised brows. “Okay, okay, I will stop,” William grinned as they walked into the elevator. Simon shook his head, remembering the video he had seen on his screen the day before. It was the video of him being pointed at by that little girl and her nodding that his face was what she did not like about the program. “All the media houses know not to make a joke out of that; it must have been one of the senior kids who made a video.” Simon grumbled. They had turned it into a meme, perfectly hiding the faces of the kids and muffling their voices too. Showing only Simon’s shock-stricken face.

So I pulled out my phone again, this time scrolling through my saved folder labeled “EMERGENCY GIGGLES.” I found a meme I knew would work. A sketchy cartoon cat trying to play a grand piano with arms that were way too short. It was dumb. Like, impressively dumb. “Look at this,” I said, turning the screen toward him. He glanced at it. Blinked. Then let out a snort. “That’s so stupid,” he said. “But you smiled.” “No, I didn’t.” “You totally did.” He rolled his eyes, took a long sip of juice, then bumped his shoulder into mine. “Okay. Maybe I did.”

It's FaceTime. I reach for it and answer it quickly. It wasn't the face I was expecting, " Hi, James. " I manage through my shocked expressions. I recognise him from his eyes, his long beard makes it impossible to recognise him. " Hi, Hana. " He waves his hand and gives me a flying kiss. I actually giggle as I wave my hand back, " How are you, James? Why are you looking like a caveman? " " It's like a huge cave in a modern way with a lot of machines. " He laughs.

“Ready Meme” “Ready bitch, let’s do this”, she says. Gabe and Spin get close enough for us to grab ahold of each other, and as Meme grabs my shoulders, I poke at her gut, causing her to giggle profusely and lose her balance before she falls backward off of Gabe’s shoulders and into the water.

He in turn groaned in reluctance, and a moment's stillness later, he spoke like he was spilling gold out of his pie-hole, "I am the one who you like to call the Jerk Mummy King." Do you ever just forget to hide your expressions for a minute and then you're like 'I did not mean to make that face out loud'? Yes. That face. I was making exactly that face right about now. The Oh-sh*t-I'm-screwed face. Think! Think Lithe think! You are the sassy, smartassy most awesome little lollipop triple dipped in brilliance. Making an excuse is a piece of cake. Anything will do. Just speak up. You know you have got this. You can do this!

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.