Novel & Cerita Disgust Synonym

He had a bushy beard and he had a larger physique compared to Disgustington. Gray’s face slightly twitched upon seeing his hair. “Did a band throw up on you, Mohawk?” she thought to herself. “I-I was just pissing!” said Disgustington, averting his eyes. “You, f*ckwit!” Mohawk slapped him with the back of his hand. “Can’t you control your own damn d*ck?!” “Ow,” groaned Disgustington and let out a heavy exhale as he glared on the floor. Then he looked at him. “They’re brats anyway. They can’t escape on their own,” he reasoned with seething anger.

Aiden remarked. You should stay away from me, your sight disgust me," Emine uttered with a mixture of anger and revulsion in her eyes. Her very presence filled Aiden with shock, as he struggled to comprehend her use of the word 'disgust.' It was clear that she held a deep despise for him. Taking a deep breath, Aiden chose to walk away, accepting the possibility that he might bear some responsibility for this animosity. Determined to uncover the truth, he made a solemn vow. Suprisenly, the moment he laid eyes on Emine, all the hatred he once felt for her dissipated. His feelings toward her had transformed into something inexplicable, leaving him at a loss for words.

The expression of disgust on his face was unmistakable. It made me feel dirty.

Every single detail, every purplish stamp on his skin, was recorded in razor-sharp quality. The Anatomy of Disgust "Disgusting," Madam Wijaya hissed, her voice vibrating with profound revulsion. She stepped forward, the heel of her high shoe stomping directly onto a photograph showcasing Ezra’s gasping face beneath her son's body. "Look at yourself. Do you even have a mirror in that dilapidated shack of yours? You are nothing more than a low-class whore selling your body to pay off your family's pathetic debts!" "Madam... I..." Ezra tried to find his voice, but it caught, sounding raspy and broken.

I can just imagine the shock on their faces, right before the disgust and disdain would surely follow suit. The thought of what I was planning to end the night with, made me feel disgusted in myself for a fleeting moment— the feeling of disgust has been swimming through my veins since the moment I made up my mind to finally come here, this morning. I have a girlfriend for heaven’s sake, a beautiful one at that. Am I even entitled to use the word ‘heaven’ at the moment? Knowing that I was currently in a place where churches preach against and also vehemently warn their members to steer completely clear of.

I shrugged my shoulders. I couldn’t explain why I was repulsive of this man. The moment I saw his portrait– if it was his since he looked exactly the same as the man painted on it- I felt strongly disgusted. But I thought feeling such emotion for a lifeless thing was nonsense. However, now that I see his face in the flesh and hear his voice, the word disgust is too mild and weak to describe it. If I was to put words into the feeling, I guess it should be a compound combination of loath, repulsion, abhorrence, and a few more similar words all in one! Without even knowing who the man was referring to or to whom his words were being addressed.

This man must be testing my patience seriously. “ Oh c'mon. What's with the pride? If it were someone else they would have done everything by this time, to impress me.” Partly biting his lower lip, he eats up my frame head to toe. Immediately I feel a dread of discomfort and disgust. Chills shivering up and down my spine. If only I can disappear this instance. He's so disgusting, a sick. And to even think he takes advantage of other people's desperation. “I'm here tolerating your nonsense. Isn't that impressive?” I sneer, not daring to hide my disgust towards him.

he releases me. I run to my room and lock the door. I even lock the door to the bathroom. There are so many ways to say EWW: gross, nasty, dirty, disgusting, skin crawling, horrible, unpleasant, awful, vile, foul, terrible, all of those; plus more. There are no words to describe how I feel.

How ungrateful. Ainsley’s face remained cold as stone, his expression unreadable. He loosened his grip on Mavis’s chin and tilted her head upward, meeting her gaze with a look of utter disdain. He stood up and took a step back, looking down at her like a disgusted man staring at something filthy. “Disgusting.” His voice was icy and filled with contempt. "You're the disgusting one." Mavis froze in shock. She couldn’t understand what Ainsley meant by those words. She stared at him in disbelief. “Me? I’m better than Eloise...”

He stared at her reaction, realizing she didn't look disgusted or appalled. “You are not?” Ji-ho asked, cocking her head to the side. “Wait…” Min-a shook his head, trying to comprehend her reaction. “Aren't you disgusted?” He asked, his heart picking up pace as he said the words. “Disgusted?” Ji-ho chuckled. “Like, I'm so disappointed in you, you are going to go to hell, you are a disgrace to manhood and you'll burn forever?” Ji-ho said theatrically.