Aesthetic Profile Pics Novels & Stories

The people of South City had grown extremely familiar with her face that it was Sabrina. The second photo was taken from a different angle immediately after. The man’s side profile could be seen this time. The side profile could not be described as beautiful. ‘Beautiful’ mainly was used to describe women, while the man’s side profile was sharp and angular. If it were slightly more angular, it would be too much, but any less, and it would not be so perfect. The sharp angle of his features showed character and made him look steadfast and resolute. His side profile looked perfect together with the slight stubble that showed his mature masculinity as if sculptured by the hands of a master sculpt

None that made my pulse kick up with one glance. I set the file down and grabbed my phone, fingers already typing her name into F******k before I could stop myself. Her profile wasn’t private. Good girl. I scrolled straight to the album from last summer, beach photos. There she was in a black bikini, water glistening on her skin, curves on full display as she laughed at the camera. One shot had her lying on her stomach in the sand, back arched just enough to show the dip of her waist, the swell of her hips.

his voice is low and husky, “You should see what you look like in this moment. You’re like the perfect picture of a submissive.” “You can take a picture if you use my phone to do it. I’m not comfortable with you using your phone yet.” Jace grins, excitement bright in his eyes as he quickly reaches over to grab my phone. He stands back and snaps a few different angles before coming in close for a few more. When he’s done, he slides back in beside me and starts showing me the pictures, and I have to admit that he’s right. I can pass for one of those pictures of a submissive that I saw online when I was researching the topic.

Of course, she's going to see right through my bs - she knows me all too well. “Well, of course, I actually wanted a picture. What sane straight woman wouldn't?” I let out a laugh and she giggles with me. “I believe that's the truth. So...?” I glance over at her from my phone. “Are you saying you want to see?” She nibbles her lower lip. “Well, maybe. Is it a good picture?” “I think so. What makes it a good picture to you? There’s no dangly bits, if that’s what you’re after.” He’d taken a very tasteful photo that showed off his sexy physique without being too graphic or lewd.

They read, “So we’re thinking of running this advertisement on multiple platforms, right? We still need to figure out which photo we’re going to use so that I can get it formatted. Should we have the one with just you or the one with you and Harper? There are some examples on the back of this page. Please let me know which one you like the best and I’ll get this rolling ASAP.” When I saw my own name written there, my stomach turned. I wasn’t even entirely sure what I was upset about yet, but I had a feeling I was being betrayed somehow. What is all this? What is Bastian asking? I slowly flipped over the paper. On the back of the page, was a picture of Gabe and I standing on his patio with th

I’m kind of surprised my family doesn’t get along with them as they have the same cultural background and the same stupid fake morality. “Oh, no. She isn’t.” Taking out his phone while munching on a peanut, he shows me a profile. A long-haired beauty with big sunglasses is smiling at the sun, while someone, she acts like she doesn’t notice, takes a picture. She is showing off her slender neck as she has her curls collected with her arm behind her head. I snatch the phone out of his hand as he chuckles. “I know, not exactly your type.” Shut up! My heart beats fast as I look for a picture where she doesn’t wear glasses.

Only When Nityam send her the address she looked at his profile. Anvika still didn't get any reply from him. As she is looking her eyes fell on the DP on his profile. It is the DP of very beautiful eyes. Anvika can't able to stop herself and click on it. As she clicked, she realized that it was the eyes of a little girl. Her eyes looked pure and clear. From the look in her eyes, she can tell that when this photo was clicked, she must be smiling beautifully at the camera. She won't know where Nityam gets this picture, or if he just picks from g****e.

Leaving it blank might make it look suspicious, Jamie might not be interested to talk to me, so I shall upload a proper human photo. However, I can’t just use my own photo, can I? My true identity will be exposed right away. That might cause failure to the current plan, and it would need me to start all over again. Twice of suspicious activities of the same kind generate doubts, so I guess I’ll just do this on one go. I need to be careful choosing a profile picture. If I can’t use my own photo, whose should I use then? I search across my mind. If Jamie is gay, I should use a man’s photo, and if he likes white hair guys...

It was definitely creepy. I looked at his profile picture again. Without the visceral image of his wrinkled walnuts clouding my judgment, I had to admit... he was handsome. He had a ruggedness that felt grounded - a strong jawline, messy brown hair, and eyes that were a striking mix of hazel and gold. He didn't look like a stalker. He looked like a guy who enjoyed a pint and probably owned a dog. But the "knowing who you are" comment was unnerving. I needed answers, but I didn't have time to fall down a rabbit hole of paranoia right now.

However, in an instant, I saw my photo which is a chibi art version of me, next a profile of a man with a Bullet picture. That chibi art version of me was created by Jill. That b*tch is kinda talented too. It was the photo that I decided to use for this dating site in order to protect my identity. Afterall, I am now the kind of a woman who showed off her face because I must admit, and I am proud of it, I inherited the beauty of my mother.