Goofy Ahh Profile Picture Novels & Stories

'' ''Yeah, thanks for going with me; '' ‘No worries, it's better than sleeping at home doing nothing.’ ''Your profile pic is a dog, is it your dog?” she asked; the dog in his profile was huge, she loved dogs. She had one a Chihuahua name Cindy. ''yeah, it's mine, his name is Alex, do you love dogs? ''

3 million shares and 799k comments. "Who's this cheesy person?" I made a face. Another notification showed on the top of my phone. Aaron.Atkinsonrich1993 has started following you. Aaron.Atkinsonrich1993 liked your photo. 58 seconds ago. Aaron.Atkinsonrich1993 liked your photo. 57 seconds ago. Aaron.Atkinsonrich1993 liked your photo. 56 seconds ago. "What the hell!" My eyes almost budged out of their sockets as I clicked on this profile. This platform too?

She tapped on his username. Kai Rivera. 27. Freelance photographer and graphic designer. His profile was full of moody, high-quality shots — rainy city streets at night, dramatic portraits, and occasional gym selfies that showed off his tall, athletic build, tattoos snaking down one arm, and sharp, intense features. Dark hair, strong jaw, and eyes that seemed to stare straight through the screen. She replied to his comment: laravale: “Dangerous how? 😌” He responded almost immediately.

She hit enter and waited, tapping her fingers against the desk in impatience. This time, the search results were more promising. One link in particular caught her eye—a F******k profile. Flora clicked on it, holding her breath as the page loaded. When it did, her heart sank a little. The profile was set to private, meaning she couldn’t see much beyond the basics. However, the profile picture was enough to confirm her suspicions. It was indeed Janice, though she looked a few years younger in the photo.

After a few more unsuccessful candidates, finally a good profile appeared on the screen. “Hey, this guy looks quite interesting," Yuki said, pointing at the screen. "He's a graphic designer, likes animals and cooking. He has two pets. A golden retriever named Prince and a black cat named princess”. Yuki laughed. “Sounds like a family type of guy, and he has a pretty cute smile, a blonde Ken. What do you think?" Angela leaned in for a closer look. “He does seem like a good guy. And he doesn't look like Antonio, which is a plus.”

He had seemed like such a nice guy. She should have known better. With a frown, she clicked and deleted the profile picture, replacing it with an older photo. This one showed a different side of her-an anxious and insecure version of herself. It felt like she didn't even know that Beauty anymore, especially compared to the bright smile in the picture wearing Bruno's design.

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.