Weird Profile Pictures Novels & Stories

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. However, I can’t just use my own photo, can I? My true identity will be exposed right away. That might cause failure to the current plan, and it would need me to start all over again. Twice of suspicious activities of the same kind generate doubts, so I guess I’ll just do this on one go. I need to be careful choosing a profile picture. If I can’t use my own photo, whose should I use then? I search across my mind. If Jamie is gay, I should use a man’s photo, and if he likes white hair guys...

I quickly opened my i*******m app and searched for Zara, hoping to see how her profile looked like. After searching through numerous accounts, I saw hers, which I recognized by her picture as her profile picture. I browsed through for a bit and she didn’t even have any pictures posted. She didn’t even have followers, yet she’s full of ego. Annoyed, I turned my phone off and went to sleep.

" Mia said with an evil grin on her face. "I'm dead." I walked ahead with a deflated shoulder while they just laughed behind me. Evil friends. *** I walked like a corpse the following day toward the restaurant. Last night, I couldn't sleep, even just a wink. I've been thinking where to get that damn picture. I've been wracking my brain to find the answer but get nothing. If I get it from the Internet, I'm sure my friends quickly find out. Did I ever mention that Mia is a computer genius? I think not, and Cora is an expert in Photoshop. If I photoshop a picture, they'll instantly know it. How could I make up a lie about that boyfriend thing again, ah, because I don't want to go on that blind

Aiden and I were made for eachother. I took the big leap and hit him up. His profile picture was so good looking and mouth watering that I didn't think he would reply to my ‘hi, Mr hottie.’ I had thought it sounded weird but apart from that, someone as good looking as him must have a stream of girls strewing his dm. He had more than enough girls to fuck and choose which one to really fall in love with, why would he want to add the girl who sent the weird text? He probably would never even see the text.

After about an hour I had selected 6 out of twelve profiles. I opened the selected portfolio again and saw all the pictures. But then I decided to look at the pictures from our old pictures stock. I opened those profiles and I stopped at one of the photographs and my heart skipped a beat. How is that possible?? I opened and closed my eyes again and again. Sarah?? Or was I imagining her? She was beautiful... Hot and sexy. She looked like her. I must be going mad if I was imagining her face. So, I read her profile to learn more about her.

She sent me a message with only her name, "Tiffany Larson." I didn't think much of it. People often reached out through Facebook for art commissions, so I made a note of her name and moved on. That was until I noticed that Zachary also had a "Tiffany Larson" in his friend list. It was probably a burner account—the profile picture was different from the one saved in Zachary's phone under the name "Tiffany", and the username didn't match either. Profile pictures can be faked, and usernames can be changed, but photos can't lie.

From Ria, the professor, Johnny and randos I know not. Having no particular use for the phone, my finger, by its own sheer will goes to Vicky's page. I- I mean, it swipes and scrolls through all his pictures. I let my eyes linger on some more than others. One of them being him posting the sluttiest picture in social media history. I know that's an exaggeration but that's how I feel. Vicky is clad in thongs, that is visible through the netty pantyhose he has on. There are fur boots on his feet that match the fur jacket on. I shamelessly save the pictures. All 13 of them.

Especially someone with over 500,000 followers. There’s a saying in the influencer world: once you pass 10,000 followers, you’re a public figure, and people expect you to maintain your presence. Your page becomes your identity. That includes having a profile picture. When someone’s profile picture suddenly disappears, it usually means one of three things: the person deleted it, the person blocked you, or the account was flagged. But Tyler didn’t know me personally. So why would he block me? My curiosity deepened. I tapped on the empty profile image.

I am certain that we share not just the same look, but the same feeling of confusion. “You’ve seen it?” Reidar asks. “We’ve…” Shaking my head, I let out a long breath. “There is no way for me to explain this without sounding crazy. We’ve been having shared visions of a woman with a mark that is…” I look back at Magnus and he nods in understanding. This time, I don’t even have to say anything in our weird link. He pulls his shirt off and I do the same, turning so that they can see our marks.

I picked it up, rubbing my eyes. Notifications exploded across the screen. Comments, likes, mentions and DMs flooded my screen. Apparently, Jeanne had reposted my new profile picture with a caption: [MY PARTNER IN CRIME 💕] Thousands of comments filled the post. Most were ridiculous, a few were alarming. [F**K!!!!! HE’S DROP DEAD GORGEOUS!!!🥵 ] [Why is your stepbrother hiding this face from society?] [What’s his nationality, because he’s half Australian and half mine😊]