Romans & histoires Funny Profile Pics

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“I think I have just what you are looking for.” A mischievous smile spreads across my face. “Oh, I need to look for an amazing picture for my profile, too. I want something that will make Brett cream his shorts, but not something too flashy that will chase the girls away. I need to be friends with both.”

I couldn't stop it. ME: whatever.. you ain't getting boobs of this clingy person.. Then I went through my gallery.. pictures of her and I pitched and I felt like crying. I was so taken by a kid younger than me. I smiled at a picture that I took while she was eating on the couch before she left. She had on her black and yellow bandana, a black tank top and black shorts. She was facing away so I got half of her face. She looked hot as fuck. I quickly put that picture as my w******p profile picture and then logged out.

Somehow I am not feeling very secure with unlocking the phone with my face, in case any of my doppelgangers show up. I tap on the F******k icon and open the application. I log out of my personal account and create a new one. First name I shall put, HotGuy; while for last name I shall put InTheBed. HotGuy InTheBed. That’s it. Perfect. I filled in the details as simply as I can, birth date, address, current location, blah blah blah… And finally, the profile picture. Right, I almost forgot that I needed a profile picture for a F******k account. 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.

i edited my profile and made it look cool, and then i upload my first pictures on F******k, the nervousness of hitting the upload button felt like defusing a bomb. because i have never uploaded my pictures anywhere before, this is the first time and i was kind of self conscious. What if people throw hate comments? I kept my insecurities aside and hit the upload button. It was my childhood pic, with my mom and dad on each side hugging me and their eyes sparkling in joy. the picture quality was low as it's an old one yet I loved this pic. I sent friend requests to my school friends who are never gonna get in touch, it's just that they will like my posts, and I'll do the same thing for them. Or

Siddharth said. " Hmmm," I said with a smile. " Show!! " " Let it be... " I said. " Please show!!! Shruti said and I looked at her and Siddharth and then showed those pictures. " Oh, God !!! " Siddharth and Shruti said in unison. And the very next moment we burst out laughing. I had used the same picture and created a few more changing the face of Siddharth with mine, with Tom cruise and even with a wolf, dog and tiger.

I clicked on his profile and scrolled through some of his posts. He didn't seem to be the social type that writes a lot of things on their bio and have a lot of highlights. He only wrote "I'm Zach" on his bio. I scrolled through his pictures on Instagram and all were just photoshoots of him while some were the matches he had won and some video game clips. He didn't smile in any of his pictures yet a lot of girls commented some nasty stuffs. I scrolled through a comment that made me cringed *let me be your bed, lay on me* who the fuck writes something like that.

Oh my lord. He's friend requested me. And follow requested me. I'm a grown ass woman, currently laying on my bed, grinning from ear to ear, because a guy wants to follow me on I*******m. You're in trouble. My panther teases as I scroll through the pictures on his I*******m profile. He mostly has pictures of nature, but there's a couple of selfies and a good shirtless picture of him. I stare at that one for a moment too long.

Several. He’d gone through my profile. Liked three photos, one from a charity event, another from a trip to Italy, and one at the beach, where I was laughing, my hair caught in the wind, completely unposed. My breath caught. “You didn’t,” I whispered, half in disbelief, half in panic. Except he had. And suddenly, the humiliation of my accidental like from days ago didn’t feel so humiliating anymore. A small, helpless laugh escaped me. “So now we’re even.”

It was obvious at a glance that her caption was designed to show off. I quietly liked the post, then clicked on Beverly’s profile picture. It was a cartoon character. Charles’ profile picture, on the other hand, was a matching couple’s avatar of the same cartoon. I had once suggested to Charles that we use matching profile pictures, too. However, he’d laughed at the idea. “Sarah, can you not be so childish? I have zero interest in stuff like that. “And besides, if I did something that dumb, what would my employees think?”