Meme Profile Pic Novels & Stories

She cast Aiden aside and stood next to Olivia. Her hands went under her breasts. She took a bold stance in front of Nancy and tilted her head to the side. “And you are?” “And why do you care?” Nancy answered back. “However, I'm Nancy Ash—” “Oh wait!” Jade gasped. She squinted her eyes at Nancy trying to recollect where she had seen this face before. And when she did, her eyes grew large. “I know you! You're the meme girl. My most used meme.” Jade took out her phone, she scrolled through it for a while before flashing it on Nancy's face.

“Mila, you’re a saint!” Then, he pulled out his phone. “Look at the group chat. It’s exploding!” The group name had been changed to ‘Care and Support of the Clown Werewolf King,’ and it was flooded with merciless mockery. Someone had photoshopped Sarek’s face with clown makeup and captioned it: [So I came after. I’m a homewrecker.] There were even meme videos titled, “The Werewolf King’s Breakup Survival Guide.” Louis laughed so hard his whole body shook. “Hahaha! That’s brutal!”

"Baby, the second a looker like you upload a thirst trap on a hookup site, the floodgates open." I hesitated, then tapped on the message requests. My eyes widened at the sheer number of profile pictures featuring shirtless dudes—most of them taken in bathroom mirrors, some flexing, some looking like they were trying too hard to look casual about it. And then—oh, Jesus. Some had gone full send. "Ohhh, we got some dick pics," Imogen announced gleefully, squinting at my screen. “look at that one, That's a curve if I've ever seen one. Noah, why does it look like a banana"

I sat frozen, numb at the image I was seeing on the news channel. My photo was plastered all over CNN and all I could do was sit there and stare at my F******k profile pic from five years ago when I was like sixteen, I was wearing a bikini top sunglasses and a geeky smile plastered all over my face. Besides being mortified at the fact that I never got around at removing that picture from my profile, what bothered me more was the heading. ENEMY OF THE WORLD…

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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.

I was certain he wouldn't suspect it was me. I settled on the names Ars and Zack. He won't know for sure. He'll believe I'm just one of his avid fans. I also put thought into my profile picture. I snapped a photo of my foot, focusing on the heart-shaped mole on the side of it. Of course, my profile picture isn't a foot. It's just a close-up of that mole. He had no idea I had such a mark on my foot.

The message app was open. The profile picture was him. Shirtless, that same lion tattoo on his chest I’d seen when he mowed the lawn without a shirt last summer. Username confirmed: DominantDaddyRex. Hundreds of messages. Fans begging for customs. Girls sending nudes. Payment notifications rolling in. I clicked the media tab almost on autopilot. There he was.

The link is in my profile :) Thank you for love and support, crazeeps~

I opened his message. :Why is your profile picture like that? Does profile picture mean your face? Are you one of those mellinials who love aesthetics? :Well, I have the option whether I am going to use my face as a profile picture or some other photos that I took personally. You cannot trust social media nowadays. Users of technology tend to go beyond the rule just for fun or to make money. :You're right. But, what if I prefer to use my real face instead? Would you like that?”