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Gay people can never talk to their exes normally it’s always gotta be some shit like this

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... I saw ATSV again

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Into The Unknown Animation Teaser🐍🍂 (Sanders Sides)

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Yeah Logan, keep lecturing Roman on the importance of sunscreen. Hes absolutely listening. (ref used below)

saw this and the logince cocaine FLEW up my nose sorrgy

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Drew a few screenshots for a bit of a style experiment. Hope you like ‘em!

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Change Some Art Style

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Missing you 

(reblogs > likes)

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fucked up wicker unicorn :) do you like her

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☆ metropolis kid!

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Sometimes it's crazy to think when I started this blog I was a meer 3927... now I'm all grown up at the age of 5000 ❤️‍🩹

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Zoom In, Don’t Glaze Over: How to Describe Appearance Without Losing the Plot

You’ve met her before. The girl with “flowing ebony hair,” “emerald eyes,” and “lips like rose petals.” Or him, with “chiseled jawlines,” “stormy gray eyes,” and “shoulders like a Greek statue.”

We don’t know them.

We’ve just met their tropes.

Describing physical appearance is one of the trickiest — and most overdone — parts of character writing. It’s tempting to reach for shorthand: hair color, eye color, maybe a quick body scan. But if we want a reader to see someone — to feel the charge in the air when they enter a room — we need to stop writing mannequins and start writing people.

So let’s get granular. Here’s how to write physical appearance in a way that’s textured, meaningful, and deeply character-driven.

1. Hair: It’s About Story, Texture, and Care

Hair says a lot — not just about genetics, but about choices. Does your character tame it? Let it run wild? Is it dyed, greying, braided, buzzed, or piled on top of her head in a hurry?

Good hair description considers:

Texture (fine, coiled, wiry, limp, soft)

Context (windblown, sweat-damp, scorched by bleach)

Emotion (does she twist it when nervous? Is he ashamed of losing it?)

Flat: “Her long brown hair framed her face.”

Better: “Her ponytail was too tight, the kind that whispered of control issues and caffeine-fueled 4 a.m. library shifts.”

You don’t need to romanticise it. You need to make it feel real.

2. Eyes: Less Color, More Connection

We get it: her eyes are violet. Cool. But that doesn’t tell us much.

Instead of focusing solely on eye color, think about:

What the eyes do (do they dart, linger, harden?)

What others feel under them (seen, judged, safe?)

The surrounding features (dark circles, crow’s feet, smudged mascara)

Flat: “His piercing blue eyes locked on hers.”

Better: “His gaze was the kind that looked through you — like it had already weighed your worth and moved on.”

You’re not describing a passport photo. You’re describing what it feels like to be seen by them.

3. Facial Features: Use Contrast and Texture

Faces are not symmetrical ovals with random features. They’re full of tension, softness, age, emotion, and life.

Things to look for:

Asymmetry and character (a crooked nose, a scar)

Expression patterns (smiling without the eyes, habitual frowns)

Evidence of lifestyle (laugh lines, sun spots, stress acne)

Flat: “She had a delicate face.”

Better: “There was something unfinished about her face — as if her cheekbones hadn’t quite agreed on where to settle, and her mouth always seemed on the verge of disagreement.”

Let the face be a map of experience.

4. Bodies: Movement > Measurement

Forget dress sizes and six packs. Think about how bodies occupy space. How do they move? What are they hiding or showing? How do they wear their clothes — or how do the clothes wear them?

Ask:

What do others notice first? (a presence, a posture, a sound?)

How does their body express emotion? (do they go rigid, fold inwards, puff up?)

Flat: “He was tall and muscular.”

Better: “He had the kind of height that made ceilings nervous — but he moved like he was trying not to take up too much space.”

Describing someone’s body isn’t about cataloguing. It’s about showing how they exist in the world.

5. Let Emotion Tint the Lens

Who’s doing the describing? A lover? An enemy? A tired narrator? The emotional lens will shape what’s noticed and how it’s described.

In love: The chipped tooth becomes charming.

In rivalry: The smirk becomes smug.

In mourning: The face becomes blurred with memory.

Same person. Different lens. Different description.

6. Specificity is Your Superpower

Generic description = generic character. One well-chosen detail creates intimacy. Let us feel the scratch of their scarf, the clink of her earrings, the smudge of ink on their fingertips.

Examples:

“He had a habit of adjusting his collar when he lied — always clockwise, always twice.”

“Her nail polish was always chipped, but never accidentally.”

Make the reader feel like they’re the only one close enough to notice.

Describing appearance isn’t just about what your character looks like. It’s about what their appearance says — about how they move through the world, how others see them, and how they see themselves.

Zoom in on the details that matter. Skip the clichés. Let each description carry weight, story, and emotion. Because you’re not building paper dolls. You’re building people.

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[points and laughs]

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can we bring poorly edited shitty memes back?

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I feel like we as Fanders really sleep on Mr Fuzzy. i mean.

look at him! he’s adorable! he’s handmade for virgil from joann’s fabrics! He doesn’t like being dropped!

I do like to think that Virgil tried to get rid of him as soon as remus was gone, through burning, but Mr Fuzzy wasn’t even hot when the fire died. Then he tried shredding him. Mr Fuzzy stitched himself back together.

A vat of acid. Mr Fuzzy absorbs it.

Stabbing. Mr Fuzzy heals almost instantly.

Burying. Mr Fuzzy appears on top of the ground the next day, not a speck of dirt on him.

Tying a rock to it and throwing it in a lake of the mindscape. Mr Fuzzy just floats to the top.

Eventually, Virgil just throws him as far as he can and calls it a day. The next morning, Mr Fuzzy is sitting there on his dresser, a little black nest around him. He’s here to stay, and Virgil has to accept that.

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some logince stuff from the other day! ive been Them pilled, WHO ELSE MISS THEM 💪😢

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b my friend!

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“Realistically. What were your options?” “I could’ve gotten there earlier-” “That didn’t happen.” “I could’ve warned him?” “Would he have believed you? He was steeped in their Kool-Aid.” “I could’ve just fucking called 911 like I offered to…” “Do you honestly think the EMTs would get there in time? I saw how-”

Something rough/experimental for Dukeceit Week, this year. Using the Day 6 Prompt: "Keeping Secrets".

I wanted to pull from a drabble I wrote for the iZombie!AU. Mind the warnings, it's kind of intense.

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