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Can somebody put this girls expression into words?

Im writing a novel and there is a bit like this and i have to explain her expression.

>> No.10088912

The gaze of an animal predator.

>> No.10088913

Resting bitch face. Sour. Bitter. Skank.

>> No.10088914

>>10088911
a look to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained glass window.

>> No.10088923

Had a thousand dicks inside her but still thinks she's special.

A base merchant of the local meat market.

>> No.10088935

>>10088912
I thought of something like that but she is to soft, its more of a i dare you look but that still not quite right

>> No.10088937

>>10088914

I like it, but im trying to do it from her point of view the look she is doing.

>> No.10088956
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10088956

>>10088937
>from her point of view
"to make him crave me I hit the camera with BLUE STEEL"

>> No.10088959

a wave of auburn hair straddles her supple face, much like her supple body straddles the white bed. her skin is white much like her pink underpants, but whats underneath is much more interesting.

>> No.10088964

>>10088959
>white
she's actually perfectly sun-kissed and tanned

actual white girls live in the Pacific northwest or never leave indoors

>> No.10088965

>>10088911
cock-hungry

>> No.10088979
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>>10088964
i-its a metaphor, i never make mistakes

>> No.10088989

>>10088911
A look on her face that says "We both know here this is going to end, but let's be coy about it anyway. Aren't I pretty?", skepticism behind a veneer of lusty intrigue or the other way around, lips puckered and head in constant rotation to lign up with my field of vision so as to always present me with that certain angle.

You can just quote that, I don't give a shit.

>> No.10088991

>>10088959
>her skin is white much like her pink underpants

What kind of metaphor is this?

>> No.10088996
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>>10088991
obviously you are too stupid to understand real writing. study ulysses 1000 more hours maybe you'll get me then. im a maverick baby

>> No.10089023

>>10088996
>>10088991
jk im just tired. wrote something that didnt make sense

>> No.10089201
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10089201

>>10088911
>I looked at him in a patiently alluring way, expectant, waiting for him to make his move. Ball's in your court, boy.

>> No.10089222

>>10088911
She wore an erotic countenance

>> No.10089247

Pout

>> No.10089250

>>10088911
girl looking at camera with eyebrow slightly arched

>> No.10089327

>>10088912
bad
>>10088913
sad
>>10088914
>glass isn't brittle
but comic
>>10088923
read a thousand posts but still thinks he's original

a base surveyor of the global meme machine
>>10088956
bad
>>10088959
what? makes no sense
>>10088965
lame
>>10088989
an attempt, best in the thread so far, but the quotation is studied and not intuitive, 'head in constant rotation' and 'line up with my field of vision' are nonsense, last full of orthographical errors
>>10089201
not credible
>>10089222
now this is the best, because, though simple, does simple well. but needs more
>>10089250
missing the point

>> No.10089366

>>10088911
'The Photograph told me I should have a mean but sexy look'

>> No.10089368

>>10088911
Deliberately affected disdain.

>> No.10089376
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10089376

>>10089366
>tfw sentient photographs now do model shoots

>> No.10089380

She crouched on the bed like a weiner-slurping orangutan, wearing upon her face that unmistakable expression that all wiener-slurping orangutans wear when crouched: "I am DEFINITELY going to slurp his wiener."

>> No.10089388

>>10088914
Isn't this from Raymond Chandler?

>> No.10089435

>>10088911
She had a gaze that was hard to put your finger on, though you would most definitely want to. It was tempting, teasing ambiguity... Begging for a touch or disgusted by the prospect, and in either case deeply smouldering to behold.

>> No.10089436

She had a look that made me want to fuck her in her weird belly button.

>> No.10089448

>>10088911
She wanted to fuck. I excused myself and went to the bathroom where, after three swift strokes, a beautiful white fluid overlayed the surface of the toilet water completely. After mixing a few drops of soap with some water and spraying it on my clothes to cover up the fragrance of my sperm, I opened the door. She was on the bed, looking wilder than before.
"Come and join me." She said.
I had smirked at her and then added after a while "Oh honey, you are not into the same stuff as I am." before I left her apartment.

The next time I visited she greeted me with a bottle of lube in her hand as she opened the door.

>> No.10089456

>>10089448
*overlaid

>> No.10089459

>>10088911
She greeted him with the cold, cruel, inquisitive look of a seasoned merchant, aroused by the thickness of his wallet bulging from the front pocket of his pants.
"Will that cover my orgiastic lifestyle till I hit the wall?" she wondered.

>> No.10089460

>>10089435
I like this

>> No.10089481

She looked like she had to poop. I was trembling at the thought of it and nervously tried to adjust my bowtie. Something wasn't right. As I looked down I realised my fingers had turned to poop, my tie was soiled and my legs were slowly dripping out of my pants. They were also made of poop. The walls, the bed, her eyes, everything was made of poop for a single blissful moment. That is the power of a female's bedroom gaze.

>> No.10089483

>>10088911
kamelåså

>> No.10089489

>>10089481
quite erotic actually

>> No.10089502

This ass talk had a sort of gut frequency. It hit you right down there like you gotta go. You know when the old colon gives you the elbow and it feels sorta cold inside and you know all you have to do is turn loose? Well this talking hit you right down there, a bubbly, thick stagnant sound, a sound you could smell.

’Nah! I had to go relieve myself.’

After a while the ass started talking on its own. He would go in without anything prepared and his ass would ad-lib and toss the gags back at him every time.

Then it developed sort of teeth-like little raspy incurving hooks and started eating. He thought this was cute at first and built an act around it, but the asshole would eat its way through his pants and start talking on the street, shouting out it wanted equal rights. It would get drunk, too, and have crying jags nobody loved it and it wanted to be kissed the same as any other mouth. Finally it talked all the time day and night, you could hear him for blocks screaming at it to shut up, and beating it with his fist, and sticking candles up it, but nothing did any good and the asshole said to him: ‘It’s you who will shut up in the end. Not me. Because we don’t need you around here any more. I can talk and eat and shit.

“After that he began waking up in the morning with a transparent jelly like a tadpole’s tail all over his mouth. This jelly was what the scientists call un-D.T., Undifferentiated Tissue, which can grow into any kind of flesh on the human body. He would tear it off his mouth and the pieces would stick to his hands like burning gasoline jelly and grow there, grow anywhere on him a glob of it fell. So finally his mouth sealed over, and the whole head would have amputated spontaneous – (did you know there is a condition occurs in parts of Africa and only among Negroes where the little toe amputates spontaneously?) – except for the eyes, you dig. That’s one thing the asshole couldn’t do was see. It needed the eyes. But nerve connections were blocked and infiltrated and atrophied so the brain couldn’t give orders any more. It was trapped in the skull, sealed off. For a while you could see the silent, helpless suffering of the brain behind the eyes, then finally the brain must have died because the eyes just went out, and there was no more feeling in them than a crab’s eye on the end of a stalk.

That's the sex that passes the censor, squeezes through between bureaus, because there's a space between. In popular songs and Grade B movies, giving away the basic American rottenness, spurting out like breaking boils, throwing out globs of that un-D.T. to fall anywhere and grow into some degenerate cancerous life-form, reproducing a hideous random image. Some would be entirely made of penis-like erectile tissue, others viscera barely covered over with skin, clusters of three and four eyes together, criss-cross of mouths and assholes, human parts shaken around and poured out any way they fell.

>> No.10089658

>>10088911
Intense gaze.

>> No.10089669

>>10088911

choke me daddy

>> No.10089676
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>>10088911
Thottish carnality, but of appealing amenities.

>> No.10089792

>>10089380
Well it got me hard

>> No.10089809

another day, anoth go round on the cock carousel.

>> No.10090141

>>10088911
confrontationally lustful

>> No.10090207
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>>10088911
A harlot posted on a blue board.

>> No.10090231

>>10088911
I couldn't believe it was her. It was like a dream. But there she was, just as I remembered her. That delicately beautiful face. And a body that could melt a cheese sandwich from across the room. And breasts that seemed to say... "Hey! Look at these!" She was the kind of woman who made you want to drop to your knees and thank God you were a man! She reminded me of my mother, all right. No doubt about it.

>> No.10090234

>>10088911
Like a gazelle in the savannah, taunting the lion. Can you catch me? That primal fight - but you know she wants to be caught.

>> No.10090243

>>10088911
Sultry

>> No.10090262

>>10090231
winner

>> No.10090288

>>10090234
You've read too much Nabokov

>> No.10090400
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>>10088911
Legs spread and learning forward, she offered herself. She wore pink panties and a pink bra, both decorated with darker floral designs, that only made her all the more appealing. Fit and tight, Her body said fuck me, but her face said fuck you. It was then that anon realized the woman was nothing more than a teasing thot. She, like all attractive woman, had no interest in having sex with him. All hope had left poor anon as he knew that no woman would ever touch his benis.

>> No.10090654

>>10090288
But was it good?

>> No.10090708

>>10088911

What a shitty writer

>> No.10090721

>>10090141
nice

>> No.10090731

>>10090400
it's bad
except for this:
>Her body said fuck me, but her face said fuck you.
this is good

>> No.10090735

>>10090708
indeed

>> No.10090744

>>10088911
>>10088912
"Her eyes went white, like a shark about to attack."

>> No.10090764

The dominance stance, yet with confusing hint of distant elegance took me aback. It was almost frightning, like a female gorilla, and at the same time nothing like that. A sunkissed body, as out of a single marble block shaped by a master craftsman, stood before him in this pose. Waiting to conquer? Waiting to be conquered? He did not know, but with all the certainty in his heart he knew that in fact, she did.

>> No.10090768

>>10090764
dominance -> dominant*
me -> him*

>> No.10090774

>>10088911
I see top notes of sensuality
doubt in the drydown
a base of uncomfort, she's probably cold

>> No.10090776

>>10090764
there we go

>> No.10090778

>>10090744
you don't belong here Dan

>> No.10090785

Half naked, silently inquisitive and focused.

>> No.10090792

>>10088911
Her legs are stretched to the point of discomfort. Her core is tense from arching the back as deep as she can. All her weight is resting on two bent wrists fighting the shifting firmness of the mattress. Her heads feels heavy perched out of balance as it is. She keeps her lips tight and dry for fear of betraying her pain. All she can muster is an eyebrow raise to make everything look effortless. He is too busy looking at her breasts to notice

>> No.10090881

A good way to describe women is to imagine that you're gay, & that you (reluctantly) want to describe them in a way that you think others would find attractive. If you really are attracted to them, your descriptions may be pathetic and self-indulgent. Here are some examples of this kind of writing: >>10090785 >>10089459 >>10088959 . Notice how all of these are not only written in the same style, but use many of the same words ("supple", "inquisitive") and are often embarrassingly cliched ("what's underneath is much more interesting"). This is not to say that any sort of involved description is bad per se, rather that these "involved" descriptions are often the least authentic, because they invariably end up borrowing from the author's mental library of "sexy things I heard other people say once".

I can recall a very good description from Temple of the Golden Pavilion, somewhat in the lines of what I am talking about. In it, Mizoguchi describes a scene in which a soldier receives milk from the breast of a woman. Can't find the quote right now, but it is very good

>> No.10090899

>>10088911
BEDROOM EYES : ENGAGED

>> No.10090903

>>10088911
>she wants the D

>> No.10090923

>>10090792
interesting

>> No.10090928

>>10090881
not interesting

>> No.10090950

>>10088911
how the fuck is there 'a bit like this' in your 'novel', op?
how the fuck would you 'explain her expression'?
what does that even mean?
she's just a bitch doing what she's told to sell some lingerie or whatever imho

>> No.10091005

When the midday sun danced high at its focal point she decided, in a pretense of love and some lofty nature, to throw herself on the bed like a playing girl. A seductive expression may have been, had she not realized that all we can do and say loses value when it is repeated for again and again. The paradox of experience: the more she does it, the better she is at it, and more its value, men's pretense in an attempt for self reflection, falls more and more to the absolute zero.
But why did she? Why did she at all? Being vanishes when no prying eyes bother to lure upon it. We play our part, and pretend we care. Her game is one of love - to pretend we go beyond the simple animal instict to copulate. In order to forget she is more than an animal with a mating instict, she likes to pretend - thus we dine, dance, and talk about art as if its lofty nature could just elide the long mating ritual we are in. Even on the bed, sometiemes, we need to pretend. And it would have worked if her glances and poses had not reminded me of spiders, dancing on their webs making a fitness show of themselves

>> No.10091034

>>10091005
you forgot about the guy taking the picture

>> No.10091071

>>10089222
Joke

>>10089250
Woke

>> No.10091077
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>>10089481
>>10089489
>coprophiles

>> No.10091222

She suddenly let herself onto the bed, scantily clad and presenting her cleavage in full view, . Her brown skin almost shining against the sunlight entering from the window. An upright spine heaved her upper body as a mat of disheveled tanned blonde hair fell all over her back and right shoulder. The weight of her chest and head was sustained by her tense, firm and slender arms. If not for the seductive manner her lips and brows were subtly shaped in and the erotism manifest in her intense and piercing gaze; the way her long legs prepared behind her ass and her general menacing posture would have suggested that of a predator about to jump at its prey.

I did my best.
I'm not sure if it sounds a bit stilted, as english is not my first language.

>> No.10091236

>>10088911
scowling at the her desire for earnest boning

>> No.10091415

>>10088911

She scrutinized me the way the old chess hustlers in Central Park do once they've painted you into a corner you can't get out of, a taunting gaze that conveyed just how certainly she believed herself victorious. She was right to be so certain; her intense beauty melted and hardened me all at once.

>> No.10091497

she was /ourgal/ in the sheets, lola in the streets. Her teeth traveling through the tongue, her low brow-Ahh... she was staring at me as if ripping away both my heart and soul ! My dick !! it was time for us to respond.

>> No.10091671
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A cataract of treated Auburn hair flows freely, framing the art project of a made up bone structure currently sitting atop the girl's young body. The plastic pantomime that is her material existence switches smoothly to a new pose at every camera flash. Her eyes caught you between shots. She looked diectly through you with a pair of somebody elses eyes and a sense of silent desperation for someone to look back.

>> No.10092106

>>10088911
She made the generic "sexy face," the form of which has long outlived any definite meaning that it must have had at some point. Dark, vaguely antediluvian, inquisitive, brooding--but sexily so, as though she were cooing from the front row, "Don't you want me, big boy?" or some such nonsense, giving the look its primal mating-aggression of the submissive vein while at the same time, far in the back, she was wondering, "Why is this the 'sexy face?' Here I am, pressing my breasts together, making my bosom heave and showing the world what I've got, but I feel like it isn't the most utilitarian thing. If I smiled, then he would know I actually have teeth. If I didn't have teeth, then I would only have to open my mouth to end this all prematurely! What if he's hesitant on account of this ambiguity? They say, 'Less is More,' but is that true for teeth? I would love to open my mouth and smooth things over, but would breaking this 'sexy face' I've got going kill the mood for him? What a situation!" giving the look its darkness and strange depth.

>> No.10092140

>>10088911
"She had that type of facial expression that women never give to beta cuck like me"

>> No.10092188

>>10088911
She knew not what she was, but searched in vain
For purpose in mens' eyes, for every smirk
And subtle shift was calculated to
Illicit just precisely what she lacks.

>> No.10092198

>>10089201
Actually, this is closest.
>you think? i don't.

>> No.10092222

the word you are looking for is 'sultry'

you underage virgins are retarded, never write you dumb fucks.

>> No.10092229

>>10092222
Sultry... Sulky + attractive?

>> No.10092389

>>10092198
Who are you quoting?

>> No.10092641

>>10088911

Her look says "I want to be raped."

>> No.10093176

>>10088911
"take turns filling me up with cum"

>> No.10093759
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>>10088911
She pounced on the bed, gazing passive aggressively at me, waiting for my response. After a moment of bewilderment, I understood her proposition. She had read Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire religiously, as had I for the past decade. Within the tome, a sphinx blessed with feminine allure blocks young Harry from his goal unless he soothes her intellect, an allegory for the challenge of forfeiting virginity that all young men face and which I now found myself grappling with.

Throwing caution to the wind, I exclaimed "Your breasts feel like salty milk and coins and I suspect your vagina tastes like bags of sand!"

She appeared startled, as dumbstruck by my sudden brilliance as I had been of hers. Slowly she raised herself and signaled an acceptance to the next stage of erotic courtship: exchanging telephone numbers.

>> No.10093864

>>10090400
>pink
Learn some colors, mate.

>> No.10093887

>>10088911
Her body said 'fuck me'. Her face also said 'fuck me'. I did.

>> No.10093906

>>10092389
Intended to quote the picture, as it were. Pretty unclear. My bad.

>> No.10093961

>>10088911
A childlike cheekbone arched on her face with a blush above her voluptuous but distinct carmine red lips softly twitching....

>> No.10094069

>>10088911
She wanted to be a riddle. But her pose, her body, her underwear, her face... her whole image was made of ready-made answers.

He felt that having sex with her would not make a difference or change anything in a big busy world, nor change anything in himself. All that was there was an opportunity for reciprocal deceit.

>> No.10094192

>>10093759
QUICK! SOMEONE GIVE THIS MAN A NOBEL PRIZE!

>> No.10094200

I workout all year round, I love it… it's my therapy. But for this show you want to be strong. I add on a lot of weight, I lift heavy. I was born a stick, I need to work on my shape.

I think Victoria's Secret has always been really good about putting the names of the girls out there and making it exciting. I think they were doing it before social media, so I think social media has amped it up so much more.

I love it because it's given models a voice back, it's getting us not just fighting to make the campaigns… now we get to have a voice and now people care and it's really, really cool to see how much people are interested in fashion.

This was my first year as an Angel, so that was a big, huge difference for me. I got to [open] a segment, I had my first pair of wings on and I had the Swarovski crystal outfit, so it was kind of a mind-blowing night, to say the least.

And just being in this iconic building, being in the City of Love, I don't think you could've put pieces together to make it any better.

>> No.10094218

>>10088911
sour

>> No.10094234

>>10088911
Picture this: Bitch in heat made femme fatale on her knees, back arched, arms straight, legs spread looking like she just got done relieving herself on the messy bedscape. No shame in her eyes just calculated bait; she knows she's a vixen as she flaunts her salmon lingerie, she knows you'd die for a chance to taste her pussy

>> No.10094251
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>>10094234
Fuck yes, an9n.

>> No.10094283

>>10094192
>>10093759
GIMME BACK THIS NOBEL PRIZE!
>>10094234
FUCK YEAH BABY!
SHOW'EM HOW IT'S DONE!

>> No.10094365

>>10093759
>"Your breasts feel like salty milk and coins and I suspect your vagina tastes like bags of sand!"
Stop making a meme out of child abuse.

>> No.10094510
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>>10093906
Ah, I see.

>> No.10094949

>>10094251
>>10094283
Nani?

>> No.10095414

>>10094949
Precisely.

>> No.10095427

>>10088911
Stupid look of a greedy whore.

>> No.10095439

>>10090654
If you are being compared to Nabokov I would say that is a safe bet

>> No.10095820

>>10088911
>She had that "posing for a photo" look

>> No.10095938

>>10088911
as adjective as taylor swift

>> No.10096433

She honestly has the face of a child in a woman's body.

>> No.10096475

If you have to write about this girl's expression for a sex scene, give up. I promise you no girl has ever looked at a guy in bed like that. That's a model face. Choose a different expression. Buuuut if it's not for a sex scene, this is the best I can come up with.

Challenging, the smallest bit of submission hiding in her eyes. An angular face, chapped lips straight and confident. Eyebrow arched, jaw clenched. Prepared, but nervous, but ready.

>> No.10097813

>>10094251
nice 'art' anon
may i ask for more?

>> No.10097816

i like how op doesn't give a shit about his own thread

>> No.10097817

>>10097813
I don't have any more, and I haven't yet had the time to google "glitchy Asian sluts vomit distortion all over each other in reckless sexual abandon".

>> No.10098338

>>10097817
for shame
what should i do with my life now?
what's your favorite book btw?

>> No.10098342

>>10097817
>google that shit
>Women who have had more sexual partners prior to marriage will more likely have their first marriage end in divorce/be in a less stable marriage and report a lower quality marriage. A man's sexual history has no effect on his marital happiness.

>> No.10098418

Once again life was about to bare her breast before me. The theatrical piece was in motion, yet one of us was only mimicking, rehearsing the play.

>> No.10099674

>>10088964
but she's still white.

>> No.10099884

>>10088911
The fuck-me face.

>> No.10099908

>>10088911
It's the face of a woman who, after sucking on a lemon, heard her man say he's too busy trading cryptos to give her a back massage.