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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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Another one based on another oc I have, how joyful. Reader can be interpreted as ace maybe???? Up to you

Cheater Yandere x Reader

M yan x GN reader

TW - Cheating, NSFW, brief mention of noncon kinda

Two years. For two wonderful years you've been dating him. You didn't really think you had a chance back then. It was high school, and he was popular. Hot. The kind of guy most everyone had a crush on, even though he was a player.

And you were... Well, no one special. You weren't especially attractive, or social, or smart. You were just... There. But by some insane miracle, he actually asked you out!

It was tense at first considering his reputation. Your friends tried to tell you not to give him the time of day. Bit he was just so sweet... Bringing you flowers, little gifts, your favorite snack, always planning dates. He was like a dream! It didn't take long though before he wanted to get in bed with you. But you weren't really ready... And frankly, you doubted you would be for a while. But he was so patient. He promised to wait for as long as it takes, told you he loved you no matter what...

So that was a fucking lie.

Turns out, you wasted two years of your life on that whore! He finally confessed that he's been sleeping around with other people for nearly your entire relationship!

"I mean, what do you expect?" He said, as if this was just some other Tuesday. "You wouldn't sleep with me, so I had to have my fun with other people."

"No- no, this isn't something you can just brush off!" You snatched his phone from his hands and tossed it across the room, trying to get him to pay attention. "You've been cheating on me this whole time! What- was any of it - of this, of US - real?! Did you ever even love me?!"

For a brief moment, you swore something dark and terrifying shined in his eyes. But it was gone to fast for you to even care right now.

"Baby, come o-"

"Don't call my baby!"

His fist clenched at his side. You weren't easy to deal with when you were screaming like this... "Look." He finally said, that usual smile back on his face. It was just unsettling now... "Of course I love you. That's why I didn't break up with you back then. I just, you know... My body has needs. But you... You give me everything my heart needs."

He tried to hold your cheek, but you quickly slapped his hand away. What a bastard... If he really loved you, he wouldn't have ever cheated!

"You know what, I am DONE with this." You turned and started to storm away. You shouldn't have to take this. "We are over! Never-"

But he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, holding you tighter than he used to. His once warm and comforting arms felt cold and heavy. Unbearable. To think those same arms have been wrapped around other people... You didn't even know how many. You didn't need to. You were sure it would only make all this worse.

You squirmed and kicked, trying to pry his arms off of you. But he only held on tighter, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

"Don't be like this... You can't leave me. I need you. You can't..." Something about his voice sent chills down your spine. There was something wrong with him... Other than the obvious. It only made you want to get away from him more.

"You can't make me stay here! You-" but he cut you off.

"I can. And I will" His grip only became tighter, suffocating. He was just about crushing you. "You aren't leaving me... You should be grateful I didn't make you have sex with me this whole time. But I've been nice and decided to be patient with you... And I still will be. Since I'm so nice. So you're going to stay with me."

Before you could fully process his dark words, one of his hands shot up to your face, covering your mouth and nose painfully. You were kind of starting to panic.

"Shhh... It's going to be okay, baby..." He whispered against your ear.

You squirmed and writhed, but it only made things worse. It didn't take long before you started to feel light headed. It only took a few short minutes for you to pass out, but it felt like an eternity.

But once your body went limp in his arms, he breathed out a sigh of relief. He couldn't lose you. You were the one good thing in his life. So what if he slept around a bit? He had his reasons. And he'll get over it eventually. But you... You were everything. He couldn't lose you.

And he wouldn't.

Aaaa did it

Hopefully there's no horrible glaring issues in this one lol

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So it's been not quite a year since I last posted a fic. But, I was struck with a sudden urge to come back, so here I am. Ramble about my absence after the fic. I hope you all enjoy

Yandere OC x Reader

M yan x GN reader

TW - Language, implications of murder, mentions of cheating

You were perfect. Well, not really obviously, but about as close as a person could get. And you had your dear parents to thank for that, of course. They raised you right. Kept you in line, made sure you didn't overindulge, stopped foolish phases from your younger years in their tracks. They even set you up with your current boyfriend, who you'll likely marry someday. He was... He was from a good family. One with decent money, like yours.

And your dear old parents also made sure you knew who to stay away from. The weirdos of the world. There were some real freaks out there, the kind that could cause serious harm. But that didn't mean you feared them. That would be stupid. Weird as they might be, aren't they people too...?

But of course, the worst one... "You know what they say, 476th times a charm!" A bouquet of roses blocked your vision, the soft petals unceremoniously pushed into your face. "Won't you be mine?"

Zeyuna. The biggest freak you've ever met. There were so many strange things about him... No way he was human! And for over a year now, not a day has passed where he hasn't asked you out. How desperate could he be?

"No. For the millionth time, no." You rolled your eyes, pushing away the flowers. "I'm already in a relationship."

"Yeah, and that dickwad doesn't deserve you." And such crude language. Had he no refinement? "How can you stay with that guy when he literally makes out with other bitches in front of you?"

"That's none of your concern! Leave me alone for goodness sake!" You stormed off, ending your daily little interaction the same way you always did. Seriously, what did he know! There were more important things than loyalty! Besides, even though your boyfriend was, well, exactly that, you weren't too fond of him either. It worked out well.

He just wouldn't understand! He's just some... Some hooligan! A hooligan that does anything he wants with no regard for others! Anything! Anything at all...

He watched you leave, his 12 dozen roses dropped to the floor as he sighed. This time too... Apparently his latest invention hadn't worked. He wasn't surprised, he didn't usually dabble in drugs. He was much more in to machinery. But he figured it was a more "intelligent" approach. One you might appreciate. But clearly, the damn thing didn't sway your heart. Or maybe he just didn't have enough...

But what else could he do? He knew he was strange. He always has been. His whole life, a lot of people were scared of him due to his innate strength. It was some weird genetics in his family, he never cared too much to think about it. But you weren't... You even seemed like you were certain you were above him. He loved it... You were so cute like that.

Maybe if he gets rid of that shithead once and for all... It would be so easy...

No no, he shouldn't think like that! He didn't want to prove people right about him. Especially not you... But it would be so good for you! To finally be free from that guy! He didn't know why you would stay with someone like that. Sure he didn't have much money and el fucko did, but what should that matter? He would be super rich someday, he knew it. But what would the point be without you?

You were everything.

He needs you.

Oh, hell. Was murder so bad if the victim was worthless? If it was for good reason? The only problem was getting caught... Something he would work around, surely.

Of course, every day after that, like every day before, he would ask for your heart at least once. He was just so... Ridiculous. Just because he buys you flowers and invents little trinkets just for you, just to make you smile if nothing else, doesn't mean he could win your heart! Not that, not his smile, his confidence, his positivity, his... Oh damn it! It didn't matter what good traits he had! Everyone... No one would approve of you being with him.

But the longer this went on, you began to wonder. Was it worth it to live like this? To let your life be dictated by what other people think? What was the worst that could happen anyway? What, they would look down on you the same way they look down on him? It... Wouldn't be nice. How does he stay so positive through all that? It makes no sense!

But... Your curiosity got the better of you one day. "Zeyuna!" You made a bee line for him. He was sure with that look on your face he was in for a lecture. But he didn't mind. It was always nice to hear your voice, even if you were reprimanding him for doing something stupid. "Zeyuna, you...! You... Are you free on Saturday?"

......... What.

"I want to go to dinner with you. If my many rejections still haven't deterred you, that is. Consider it a date."

Holy. Shit.

What.

He was frozen. What was he supposed to do now? Cry? You, his greatest dream, the one who'd rejected him so many times, actually asked him out? Was this an elaborate prank?! A date?! Had a he died and gone to heaven? Or maybe he was dreaming?

And you looked so cute. He hasn't seen you blushing before. He'd never forget this sight.

"Oh wow... YES!" He finally pulled himself together, picking you up in a tight hug and spinning you around. This couldn't be real! He didn't care how many people stared. You were his now! "I promise, swear on my old man's grave, this will be the greatest date you've ever been on!"

He'd do anything to make it so. And this worked out especially great for him! Gave him the perfect alibi for a certain little robot he's been working on to get rid of a certain piece of trash...

Gonna stop there before I go forever. Maybe not the most intense yandere I've ever written, but I'm sure it's alright.

Anyways, as for my little hiatus and some other ramble stuff... The truth is, I lost motivation. I graduated, and the best motivation I had for writing always seemed to come when I was avoiding work and stuff lol. And then I had nothing to avoid so I kind of rotted a bit. I never have too much motivation, and when I do, it's for really specific things. I have kind of a lot of hobbies. Plus I got a job, two technically but one was like seasonal. Go me making money, yay!

I can't promise I'm back. I'm wishy-washy like that if I'm being honest. But, I made this account to practice my writing and hopefully get feedback on my work since I actually want to become a legitimate author someday. And I figure if I'm going to have to enter the adult world, I might as well try to keep up with that. Maybe getting back into writing here will help my motivation to work on my longer books. I recently came up with a super good idea for a new one, I'm just struggling with starting it.

So anyways... That's about it I think. I've missed this, so hopefully I can stick to it this time. But like I said, no promises. Also, at this point, I'm thinking I probably won't get to my old requests. I feel too ashamed, and I'm sorry for that. And I don't know if I'll be taking any new requests any time soon. Because, you know, motivation is bad.

Also, I hope you all enjoyed this little intro to one of my ocs. He's part of this whole oc web I have going on, and is actually the parent of one of my main ocs. Technically his darling would be another oc of mine, my main ocs mother, but I wanted more people to be able to enjoy it, so I made it for a gn reader. hopefully that doesn't bite me in the butt if I continue writing for him, he'll date anybody if he likes them, male female or otherwise, but not everybody can have babies which ends up a kind of important thing.

Okay I'll stop now lol.

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Hope i'm not too late for the Kinger Pomni hype!! Thought i might paint them together recreating one of my favourite paintings By Peter Paul Rubens. (St Christopher carrying the Christ child)

Enjoy!

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if its a massive story

I think you should write some of your smaller stories and shorter requests first before you start on it

I should, you're right. I'll try to get as many of those out before the poll is over I think.

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Okay wait I have a question. So I've had this massive yandere story in mind for years, issue is, it might not be x reader. Or it could be, idk. That might be a good idea so more people could enjoy it, but also it might get complicated since ideally it'll be a couple chapters.

Idk. It might get me some motivation? Don't think of this as a promise.

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welcome back

hope you find time to write again

Thanks, I hope I do too 🥲

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I SWEAR I'M ALIVE :(

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what prompt will you write next after you’ve finished the one youre currently writing?

Honestly, I'm not 100% sure. I just have to read through them and see what speaks to me most at the time

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Should I get to my asks? Yes. Am I doing not my asks and writing part 2 of yan beauty x b3ast reader? Also yes.

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welcome back

Thanks, I'll try to stay a while

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It's completely understandable, I also have an account where I post something around once or twice a month, it's just a hobby, not a job 🙌🏼 What you offer is a free service of commissioned writing after all!

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🙌 Long as it's fun to do, that's all that matters

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Damn, I haven't seen you in a while

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yeah, I haven't been doing very good about keeping with writing and stuff. sorry

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Damn, I haven't posted in a while

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Hallooooooouuuussssszzzz

I luv ur post sm!!!

May I request m reader having a huge crush on his best friend who’s a yan? (Bsf also has a HUGEEE crush on reader) so when readers bsf learns that reader also likes them back they sneak in readers house (can it be nsfw hehe)

Aw, thank you! This sounds so sweet!

Yandere Best Friend x Reader

M yan x M reader

TW - NSFW, implied stalking

You expected tonight to be like any other. You were just sitting at your desk, listening to music, and doing your homework which you were totally focused on. You definitely weren't thinking of your best friend who you totally didn't have a massive crush on.

Okay, maybe you did. Bit what could you even do about it? What if he didn't even like guys? You weren't about to change anything. So you were stuck fantasizing about what could be in an ideal world.

Then unexpectedly, your little daydream was interrupted by none other than the very man on your mind crawling through your window.

"Wha- Why are you here?! My parents are downstairs, I can't hang out toni-" You were cut off by his lips suddenly on yours.

Was this really happening? This wasn't a dream? It couldn't be. The unmistakable feeling of him pulling you closer to his warm body assured you that this was reality.

After a moment, he took his lips off yours. You immediately missed the feeling, but you were too stunned to even speak.

"A little birdie told me you like me back. That true?" He asked, one hand tracing up and down your side so lightly.

You were still too stunned to speak, but the blush on your cheeks gave him all the answer he needed. He slowly brought his lips to yours once more, even more passionate this time. His tongue forced your lips apart so he could explore your mouth. His hand now had a more firm grasp on your hip, the other snaking around to hold the back of your neck and bring you closer.

As he pulled away, a string of saliva kept your lips connected until it broke. He smirked, his hands slowly travelling down your body to the waistband of your pants. He knelt in front of you, his eyes never leaving yours, as he pulled down your pants just enough to reveal your cock.

"You don't know how long I've waited for this." His hand wrapped around your cock, gently stroking it before he kissed the tip. "Please let me have this...I want to taste you." He licked up the entire length of your shaft before wrapping his lips around the head, sucking and swirling around it with his tongue.

You really didn't know how long he wanted this. How long he spent watching you through your window, wanting to make you moan his name. The nights he spent at your bedside watching you sleep.

You had to cover your mouth to hide a soft moan. The display amused him, making him tease you more.

"Come on, stop teasing..." You whined.

"Aw, but you're so cute like this." He chuckled, but easily relented. His warm mouth completely enveloped your cock.

He watched your face contort in pleasure as he slowly deep throated you, enjoying the show. He kept a slow, agonizing pace, only to speed up and suck you off harder right before you asked for more. Like he knew exactly what you were thinking.

He drove you closer and closer to the edge, but never let you reach your climax. Not until you gripped him by the hair and fucked his mouth and whatever pace you decided.

His moans vibrated around your dick, making you finally cum down his throat. He swallowed it all as if it were the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted, enjoying the warmth sliding down his throat, before he released you with a satisfying pop.

"So, you gonna be my boyfriend, or do I have to do that again?~"

He really ruined your friendship, huh

Haha

Anyways that ended up being hornier than I planned but oh well

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