Draw Your Oc In This Outfit Challenge Novels & Stories

Then, I caught wind of a familiar scent. Lykos. The scent led me to a navy blue hoodie, large enough to pass for a mid length gown but cute to be worn with the accompaniment of leggings or joggers. I picked out the outfit and closed the door to the wardrobe. Moments later, I stood in front of the full length mirror, admiring my outfit with a grin of satisfaction at what I looked like; hoodie and large joggers that had me snuggled in. For reasons unknown, I packed my hair into a high bun, letting a few drop in loose curls down the left side of my face. My nose appeared too big in the mirror but who cared?

I have braided my hair into a ponytail and brush it to sit on my left shoulder, with a light make-up on. The kids appear from the corner, suddenly, and instinctively, I gasp at their dressing. Wow. "Wow. This is so hot!" I scream, dramatically, at them. Owen, who's behind, blushing, covering his face behind his palms. Anthony, on the other hand, is coming at me, showing off masculine poses. "You guys are hot, just like the sun out there!" I hype again. "How did you guys even..." I trail off, not knowing how to post my question.

I looked down at the drawing. The coat was enormous, billowing out to the edges of the page. The legs were different lengths. One arm appeared to be somewhere in the vicinity of the shoulder and the other was making independent decisions about its location. “That’s me?” I said. “Obviously.” “Right,” I said. “Yes. I see it.” “Mama.”

They’re practicing some of our cheers and Oliver knocks over a vase causing it to shatter all over the floor. “Oops,” he chuckles and uses his powers to fix the vase, placing back in it’s original spot. “Handy with magic at your disposal,” I tease and we all giggle. “You ready for tonight?!” “I have a new outfit for tonight and I got candles for everyone to light in honor of our friends,” I reply, showing her the olive green sweater dress that I matched with black leggings and knee high boots. I hang the outfit back up behind my door and we head downstairs for breakfast. My team is awesome and already has our usual ready and waiting for us.

Still with a smile on I stand against the rail and watch the open green field that lay behind the manison, it's huge with trees surrounding it, maybe leading to a forest. There were several men, about thirty were combatting against each other, I couldn't make out their faces from up here; not that I know any of them. But I could hear their grunts and slangs they threw at each other. I sighing, I decided to go and freshen up. When I stepped out of the closet in a sleeveless blue dress that is glue to my body like a second skin, it's has deep V-cut that exposed very little of my cleavage. The dress stops just above my knees with a split on the right leg. I had bought this dress some time ago b

But the urgency of our situation left me with little choice. I step out of the bathroom and moved to the closet and opened its doors, surveying the array of clothing options before me. My eyes settled on a black fitted tank top, its fabric clinging to my form and accentuating the strength and agility that lay within me. I slipped into a pair of dark denim skinny jeans, their snug fit providing both comfort and flexibility for the challenges that lay ahead.

The world beyond my cabin blurred into a wintry void. I let out a soft sigh, tilting my head as I examined my latest creation with a mix of pride and contemplation. The floor-length coat stood before me, its silhouette gracefully cinched at the waist, draping effortlessly over an imagined form that exuded strength and femininity. The oversized collar was a statement piece—bold and structured—adding a touch of drama that echoed the character of the woman I envisioned wearing: confident, sophisticated, and unapologetically herself.

All three of their faces are pissed off. "Bella what..........." Ares starts but his tone trails off. All three of their faces drop as they take in what I'm wearing. I try my best to refrain from laughing. All three of their eyes rake my outfit in. I'm wearing a black, long sleeved, one-piece leather bodysuit that shows my curves perfectly. I paired fishnet stockings with it. The bodysuit has a crisscross pattern in the chest area that shows off my breasts perfectly. I decided to wear thigh-high boots that had nice stiletto heel on them. I

Shelly’s POV: Step one in my audacious quest to seduce my stepbrother: choosing the perfect outfit. As I dive into the depths of my closet, a treasure trove of fabrics and colors, my heart races with anticipation. My fingers brush against various textures until I stumble upon a stunning ensemble that feels just right—a beautiful off-the-shoulder, short-sleeve v-neck blouse in an enchanting shade of rich green. It dances with the light and complements my skin tone flawlessly, making me feel both elegant and daring.

We reached the arena’s door and I pulled on my jacket waiting as Aurora took the handle to pull it open. As usual eyes fell on me but it was nothing new seeing as I was used to it. Today, unlike the party where they had all seen me glammed up, I was dressed in my pack’s – Blue Claw – warrior outfit. It was what I had to fight in. Fitted brown leathered pants, armored straps attached to the sleeves of my shirt and a jacket where I could hide my knives should in case I would need them in a fight.