Draw Your Oc In This Outfit Challenge Novels & Stories

I comb my hair back and start a braid, going down my back. In the pieces, pants, tie and jacket are black, while the shirt is white. The shoe is loose on my foot and so I have to fill it with socks so my foot doesn't come off. I chose a black glove so as not to reveal my feminine hands, and finally I left the bathroom, seeing Celina fighting in an infinite war in getting dressed in her super baggy clothes. — I'll kill Scott! Is he calling me fat in this outfit? — He says as he turns to me.

I just grabbed articles of clothing she’d wear herself. I felt more than uncomfortable in the sheer blouse, especially since it showed the lacy push-up bra I had underneath, but I knew Olive would love it. On my lower half was a pleated skirt, not unlike the one’s I wore to school, pulled up to hug my waist. Since it was a bit chilly out, I added some tights and pulled on the pair of combat boots Olive had loaned me. To finish the ensemble, I tossed on an oversized hoodie that would effectively hide my outfit should Hael, Elijah, or anyone else stop me on the way out.

Zoe’s patience and understanding continued, determined to help me find an outfit. After going back and forth for a while, Zoe and I finally picked out a chic and classy outfit. The sleek black skirt flowed gracefully to my ankles, with a fancy ruffle adding a playful twist. It hugged my curves just right, giving a hint of charm without showing too much. I matched the skirt with an off-white top that flowed gracefully over me. Two lovely fabric flowers decorated the chest, giving a delicate touch to the outfit. It felt a bit dressy, but overall, it looked charming and elegant.

I strip from my clothes, I had already taken a shower earlier. I wore the dress, Ocean said I could use the room to how I want to. I look at myself in the mirror, a smile appears on my lips, this is perfect. I decided to find a shoe that could go, I prefer canvas so that's what I'm going with this time. I started searching for a white canvas, then I saw one that has blue matks which matched my drees. I put on some light make up like lipgloss, powder and eyeliner, I did my hair in a doughnut stile, I think that was actually all though. I grab my purse and walked out of the room.

I could not even put anything past him right now. I sighed, going through the box… I even got a makeup pack. How was he even sure I could do any makeup? Was there any rule book that stated that a painter must know how to do some makeup? I was good, but I did not do makeup as well as I painted. After around 20 minutes of doing some light makeup, I stared at myself in the mirror, barely recognizing the girl looking back. It got even better when I got into the dress. The dress Owen sent was stunning, no doubt about that. It was a deep maroon red dress that hugged my figure without feeling too tight, the neckline dipping just low enough to hint at something without giving everything away.

I finished the drawing with white paint, making some details like eyes and scales, ignoring the other girls' glances at our little interaction. " I'm next, pussycat," a male voice caught my attention, making me snort as I found Jax O'Donnel, the troglodyte who had run me over last week, standing beside me taking off his shirt. " Just what I need " I muttered disgruntled. " I'll have a barbed wire around my..." He brought his hand up to the waistband of his pants, making my eyes widen. Does the jerk really want to take his clothes off here?

how did this get so complicated? I slip on the outfit Clara picked for me she said and I quote “Looking sexy will draw the eyes to your body and that will give you the advantage “ it’s a stretchy black shorts that are so short my ass check is probably showing. The shirt is black and barley comes down past the boobs. Great choice Clara.

Hopefully enough to convince him to stick around after the bowling. I settle on a royal blue turtleneck with a cutout across the bust—subtle, but absolutely showing off the goods. I pair it with high-waisted faux leather pants and matching chunky-heeled ankle boots. I go light on the makeup except for a bold red lip, and I pile my long red hair into a messy bun that looks effortless but actually takes twenty minutes. You know. Classic. I send a selfie to Chris, Fati, and JoJo for final approval.

⚠️Warning: 17+ (Violence Content)⚠️ I REALLY NEED SUPPORT FROM ALL OF YOU, BY REVIEWING THIS STORY❤️ Let's cooperate with each other❤️ ***** "Aniki, (Brother)." Orochi saw Ozgur, Orochi still looked friendly, he started to take off his school coat and rolled his long shirt up to his elbows. At that moment, Ozgur began to see the kanji tattoo on Orochi's left wrist. "If you can beat me... No, I mean. If you can knock me down, just once, I'll let you go. Because I'm the greatest fighter here, from now on." Orochi said, looking at Ozgur.

Leona was already there, still wearing nothing but that oversized t-shirt, leaving her long legs completely on display. “I bet she isn't even wearing panties,” Skoll barked in my mind, and the sudden thought made my blood fire up. Great. My cock was hardening against my pants right before an official Alpha challenge. I had to imagine ledgers to calm down. “Leona, let’s officially announce the time of the challenge and change into proper gear first,” I suggested. I was dressed in a charcoal suit—hardly the right attire for a duel. She snorted, tossing her head back. “Backing out of a fight already, Alpha?”