Profile Pictures Aesthetic Novels & Stories

That was it. That’s what I kept telling myself as I stared at the empty profile page. I stood up after a moment, pulling off my shirt, hesitating just slightly before taking a quick picture. I made sure my face wasn’t fully visible, just enough to show my body and nothing more. It felt strange, uncomfortable in a way I didn’t want to think about, but I ignored it and uploaded it anyway. Then came the price.

He clearly didn't know the rules of texting. As irritated as she was at his back to back messages, Natalie couldn't help but smile. He was cute and seemed to be trying very hard at this fake boyfriend stuff. Too bad she'd already pegged him as a weirdo. Sure, the ripped torso, sexy chest, and rock hard abs on his display photo were droolworthy, but why didn't he show his full face like all her other clients? Who showed off the bottom part of their face and a lot of chest on a profile photo of a dating site? To be fair, though, Dreams was hardly a dating site. Still, her new man was either trying too hard to give off an aura of intrigue or hide his badly disfigured face. Natalie's money was o

"I don't like to repeat my words " . . So how's is it? Do you guys want me to use aesthetics? Do press the like button as it will help me a lot. ​​​​​

It was definitely creepy. I looked at his profile picture again. Without the visceral image of his wrinkled walnuts clouding my judgment, I had to admit... he was handsome. He had a ruggedness that felt grounded - a strong jawline, messy brown hair, and eyes that were a striking mix of hazel and gold. He didn't look like a stalker. He looked like a guy who enjoyed a pint and probably owned a dog. But the "knowing who you are" comment was unnerving. I needed answers, but I didn't have time to fall down a rabbit hole of paranoia right now.

I stiffened a laugh, Ace's reaction was a die-for. “No, it's okay, you don't have to do that, I will just wear my singlet from earlier,” Ace said and I nodded my head. He picked up his singlet, and as he was about to wear it, I picked up my phone, I put my hand on the back of the camera, showing my nails and Ace's back. I took a nice Aesthetic picture and uploaded it to my social media, it looked like I was showing my nails but everyone who could see would know I was showing a man. I turned off my phone when Ace was done wearing the singlet.

she replied. "Your standard? What about other people's?" he became even more unhappy. "I don't mean it that way. In fact, if the two of you were to be judged according to appearance, the both of you would be a solid 9.8 out of 10. Everyone has different personal preferences, hobbies and aesthetic views. There will be some deviation in people's hearts. Besides, he's older than us and is at least forty years old. In my eyes, he's like an old uncle," Yasmine explained with a smile.

“Oh, Maddox!” I whispered, amused by his genuine disbelief. With a grin, I opened my camera, ran a hand through my hair to fix the slight mess, and clicked a picture right there. Barefaced, soft lighting from the window falling on my features, natural, nothing extravagant like before. Then I sent a text. “I am not a model. Trust me! That profile picture is just make-up, good angels, and Moon-blessed lighting. You can see now, this is the real me. Still think I am a prank?”

It's been quite a while since Anita had dated but she knew she wanted someone who at least had a job, her last relationship was a disaster as her ex would rather sit on his ass and spend her money instead of working, and sex was extremely vanilla and she never got off. It took her an hour to go through all 30 profiles, finally ending up with 5 profiles that interested her, and out of the 5, only 1 profile had private pictures which she had to send a request to. Anita sent a DM to the 5 guys she was interested in hoping that they would respond, going back to her profile she contemplated and decided to add a pic that showed off her figure fully because she knows women as thick as her aren't ev

"Then let's change it to a photo of the two of us. Or, a family photo of the four of us." "My profile picture is my decision. I want a photo of myself!" Gale swapped the profile picture out with a glamorous photo of herself. Shawn instantly looked displeased. Was she trying to attract men with that kind of photo? With that photo, nobody would know she was married and pregnant; she looked like a single girl. He could not do anything about it. He could only compromise. "Fine, change your profile picture, but can you change the one in your close friend's circle to a picture of us?

It's just out of curiosity. I immediately found it. But it's private so I can't see his pictures. I just looked at his profile. He was lying there and only half of his body was visible. His background was the serene blue sea. He was looking into the distance, his face slightly sunlit and his expression serious. Even in the pictures, he looks really handsome. And maybe at any other angle he was still handsome to look at. He really should just keep the account private because some women might be celebrating.