Pink Pfp Novels & Stories

Once there, he takes a picture of a big tree and I take a picture of a very pretty yellow flower which I don't know the name of. "We put Red and Blue as nicknames?" I ask. "It's a bit too obvious, isn't it? Other people will see our profiles, they don't need to know which pack we are from." "That's right. But I don't have much of an idea." "I do." He taps on his phone then snatches mine out of my hand. He taps for a moment and then gives it back to me. "Sapphire?" "Yes, it's blue." I get a message on the app.

After greeting the two busy gamers, I sat down with Pink Ranger and kept her company. Though Gray would never reveal her best friends' secrets to me, she talked about them all the time. Which meant I was aware of the basics when it came to each one of them. Like I knew that Pink Ranger worked in Acanthis, an international shipping and logistics company based in our city. A successful business that her girlfriend (who was currently screaming childish profanities at our TV) was set to inherit in the future.

This lady obviously hates pink really. “I’m Pinky! Ms. Janeah, I'm your number one fan ma’am. I followed all of your social media and bought every magazine you made.” She exclaimed which made my heart flutter. “Nice to meet you Pinky. It seems like you really hate pink.” I said to her while smiling which made all of the people here laugh. Her cheeks blushed and she laughed. We are now eating merrily. According to Pinky, they are shy with me because I’m a famous model. I’m just a mere human being like them so what’s with the fuss?

Flynn continued to flick from image to image, scanning them with wide eyes. It was ridiculous, actually, looking at him in his full pirate regalia, holding a cellphone. It felt like the Starbucks cup in Game of Thrones. He paused on a photo of me. A selfie I had taken in a mirror to send to my friends back home. I was wearing the pink dress I'd caught glimpses of in my mind before. My hair and makeup done. A rarity. I'd wanted to show them that I could indeed clean up pretty good if I wanted to.

I was trying to contact a girl through F******k with my profile picture appearing in the dictionary, illustrating the phrase: 'Babe Repellant'. I swiftly swapped it out for a shirtless picture of me from the previous summer at a beach in Spain. I'm no model, certainly, but I also don't feel like I have to put on a shirt these days before I go say hello to a girl. I figure that worked for online as well... How about that other new website? Not Myspace... Instaphoto? I*******m. The one with square pictures and all the filters to disguise how shitty smartphone cameras were. I didn't know a lot of friends who were on it, but it was worth a shot.

loosing the grip on my pillow I got a hold of my phone, as I didn't get any sleep, I thought of going through his F******k account. It's been a few days since I accepted his friend request on F******k. And with hesitation I had sent him a request too, which got accepted in a span of seconds. He might have been online when I sent him the request. within another second I got notified of his likes on my pictures, though I have only uploaded three pictures till now. one was my childhood pic, that seems a little faded and colourless. Another was from my school, in which I was wearing the school uniform and posing with Zakera. That picture is a little blurry though. and the third one was of my l

"His profile picture is a guy with eight-pack abs. His name is a guy's name too." Avery said, "Eric, a profile picture doesn't mean that it's the person's true identity! Since the person who introduced her to your parents said that she's a girl, I don't think there's a mistake."

I guess it wouldn't hurt as long as she promised not to bite me again. "Okay, as long as you don't bite me again without my permission... I guess we can be friends." I tried to smile at her, but it was more of a sideways grin. Half smile, half frown. I walked to the front of the room, and turned to introduce myself. I was right. Me and the pink haired girl were the only ones with weird colors. Everyone one else had shades of black, red, brown, and blonde hair. There were different skin colored kids. It was a mixture of all the world's colors. We didn't specify race anymore, but we did say a person's skin was white, brown, black, yellow, pale, and etc.

Why pink ,why me " I yelled breaking the alcohol bottle it shutter everywhere I took a sip of some drinking it ruffly. A girl walked pass me and she just look like my pink I knew it,I knew you will come back to me I said, I came down from the car walking towards her and grab her Let go of me, the girl yelled fearfully I held her tight now ready to let go The girl yelled Pls let me go,help me She yelled You are just acting up pink but I love you pls I said kissing her roughly Jennie The unknown guy whom am not able to see his face because of the dark night but he keep on referring to me as pink Who is she I was asking no one in particular as he started kissing me I try my best to get ride of

Al Akira (The Pink pack): Third person pov: The Pink palace was made up of gold with all the gold furniture, gadgets, and clothing but even the gold had a pink hue in it. People who looked like normal humans had pink shaded skin. The pink faced slaves were carrying huge food trays to the dining area. The smoke coming out of piping hot food was pink. After placing those trays, a handsome man with a broad muscular build arrived in the room wearing only knee length shorts. His body was undoubtedly beautiful. His skin had a pinkish golden glow, the face had perfect features with glowing pink irises.