Plain Pfp Novels & Stories

He did not even have a biography and the profile picture was of a cat with a lollipop stuck to its fur. You could tell that it was an old account long forgotten about. I decided to g****e his name to see what popped up. Before I read through the results, I decided to click on images to see what pictures the media had of him. To my surprise there was a shirtless picture there, tagged Only Fans. My eyes widened and I chuckled in disbelief. “No freaking way!!!” I enlarged the picture on my screen and took in the scene before me. In the picture – he was shirtless of course, his hands were stuck in his pocket, and he was leaning against a rock in what seemed to be the forest, but like a fake fore

*Meadow* As we are relaxing briefly and eating some roasted wild pig, I make sure to reach to Cara to know she is well. After she tells me she is upset for not being here in the front line I chuckle and make sure to let her know her job as a future mother is more important than being here. I am glad when she tells me that Agape is also well, she had some pain the last few days and our pack nurses have assured us she is only tense and preparing for the birth of her twins should be her only concern. Gideon is with her, but he is also upset for not being here helping us. Agape is brave, and I am proud of having these strong women at my side. Gideon would worry me if he were here.

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 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.

THIRD PERSON POV Imogen’s phone felt like a live thing in her hand, buzzing not with a notification, but with her own nervous energy. On the screen was the profile of ‘Wilder_87’. His pictures showed a man with sun-kissed, tousled hair, a smile that crinkled the corners of his sea-blue eyes, and a penchant for hiking mountains she’d only ever seen on screensavers. For five months, he had been her highlight reel. His voice, a warm baritone through the phone, had talked her through a stressful project at work. His texts, witty and thoughtful, were the first thing she read in the morning and the last thing she saw at night.

His white shirt was unbuttoned at the top three buttons, sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms corded with muscle and dusted with dark hair. He looked tired. And angry. "I have a deadline," I said, my voice sounding braver than I felt. "And your CFO isn't making it easy." "Isla is difficult," he agreed, walking into the small room. The space instantly felt too small. He sucked all the oxygen out of the air. "You left lunch." "I was dismissed," I said coldly. "By your... associate." "Seraphina does not speak for me." Levi stopped in front of my desk, placing his hands on the surface and leaning down until we were eye-level. "And she is not my associate. She is a headache I inherited from my fa

Look for more updates this coming week. Also be sure to follow me on F******k! https://www.f******k.com/profile.php?id=100068563337560

I sing. My mom has improved my mood a little, dad is doing well, I feel that everything is settling down as time goes by. It's a new beginning for me. I create the account on the website and add a profile picture, I don't put one of me, I just put a heart. My username is @jadenotienefinalfeliz. What? It's the truth.

I looked at it and smiled when I saw his picture. "He's very handsome. A few strands of his blonde hair fell on his face. He has captivating light brown eyes, and his skin is so flawless that you can't see any purse. His lips are thin and pink, so soft just by looking at them, and he has a piercing on his ears, two on the right and one on the left. He has a very charismatic feature and is very appealing. Sighed, I hope he won't kill me if ever we cross paths again.

I created a quick profile, put up a blurry photo that showed my body but not my face, and wrote a simple bio: “21, horny, need to be used tonight. No names. No drama. Just rough sex.” I hit post and waited, heart beating fast.