Goofy Ahh Profile Picture Novels & Stories

DickensDatBooty. My brows knotted in a frown instantly. I wasn’t really sure if Noah was capable of thinking up a username like that. But clearly it was on his phone. As I stayed debating, my eyes fell on the pictures on his profile. If I thought his name was outrageous, the pictures were fucking wild. I’d checked out his I*******m profile once when I was bored and he had only two posts up and none were pictures of himself. Was he drunk when he opened this account? Remembering how rough he’d looked this morning and how he’d missed practice yesterday, it made more sense to me. A sober Noah would never do this.

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?”

I remembered it precisely, because I loved the photo so much that I decided to use it as my profile picture on F******k. Only this particular version of the picture had been altered slightly from the one that was familiar to me. Written in white letters across the bottom, it read, “If the mathematician behind The Kindling Dating website and the blogger behind Never After can find love here…” My knees turned to gelatin and I collapsed into the office chair. I felt my heart thud quickly behind my rib cage, causing my blood pressure to rise and a knot of anxiety to build in my stomach.

I clicked the chat, and a message popped up on the screen. It simply said, “Happy Birthday.” No other words. As if he was going to discuss business with me. He sent it this morning, and I hadn’t replied. I took a deep breath as I shifted my gaze to his avatar. I clicked on it, and his profile picture quickly filled the screen. It was a cartoon picture of a beautiful little bird. This cute avatar didn’t match his serious demeanor, puzzling many. But I knew why he had chosen it. This image was drawn by our old friend, Annika Summers, the woman Nathan had loved with all his heart.

Cocky much? "Wait a sec". I unlocked my phone and searched for a photo of a specific person. He was a famous Bollywood star...well just search for Tiger Shroff, you'll get it. Finally, I got a good pic of him. "Here, this is what's called abs". I shoved the phone in front of his face. His orbs widened looking at the picture. "What's this?! Did he implant rocks into his body?" he shoved my phone back to me which I gladly caught with a smirk.

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Tony loved this photo because we both looked very happy in it, and he thought it was a photo surrounded by happiness. I had to admit that it indeed was. In the photo, I was holding Tony's waist with a gentle expression, and we looked very sweet. I looked at his joyful face. So when Tony suggested using that photo as his profile picture on social media, I couldn't think of any reason to refuse him. I didn't want to disappoint Tony. Only a little part of my face was in the photo, and it was also a bit blurry. I thought no one would recognize my face...

Me: Hey, it is Kim. I typed, which was useless because the large-ass name on my profile was enough, and if he wasn’t convinced, my pictures displayed in every format should be sufficient. I waited longer than I should have, already convincing myself he wouldn’t reply, when a message finally appeared on the screen and I went still. Aaron: Of course I know it is you. Your picture is boldly displayed. I sent a laughing emoji. Me: I had fears you were not the social media type, seeing how you still have only a post from 2020 up.

A second later, her eyes grew wide in shock. “Ahemm..I see. Nice!..” “You should change your profile picture, it was too formal.” She was taken aback. “Umm.. okay?” Her eyes darted sideways. “Yeah, you should replace it with a more candid photo.” He said as they walked back to their line. She nodded. “Got it.” He had a point. The photo she used was the only photo inside her wallet. It was a copy of an ID picture. It really was too formal for a social media account profile picture.

His name is Calvin Whyatt and when I click on his profile, it's all posed pictures of him, most of them topless and captions about working out, some with guys, some with girls, a few with a tiny dog. He's clearly got money, based on the car, the branded clothing and sunglasses he's showing off in each photo and although he looks like a twat, there must be something that she liked about him. I keep going through the hundreds of photos and it's much further down where I find the pictures of Kim. She's grinning at the camera, or making silly faces, and he's surprisingly wearing clothing in the majority of them, with his arm tightly around her. Unlike the captions under his other photos, these o