Draw Your Oc In This Outfit Novels & Stories

TIA POV After Meadow officially ruined the relaxation of my shower, I quickly dressed in the black and green combat clothing I found in the back of her closet. I completely forgot about it; I bought it online for a Halloween customer last year for school. It was human military gear, and I purchased the entire authentic setup.

He had on a dark shirt and dark jeans with a black leather jacket. His feet were adorned with black combat boots. She looked down at herself and picked at the dark leather jumpsuit with cut-up sleeves she had on. She wore combat boots too and a black bomber jacket. Her hair was tied up into a high ponytail to avoid being blown by the wind. She looked back at Alaric to ask him something, but she noticed his hands. "Hey, isn't that my Death Claw?" "Come on, Odessa. You literally have claws that can rip through magic shields. At least let me have something cool too."

It caught the afternoon light as I tilted my head, shimmering with an ethereal glow. I decided to keep the outfit simple and comfortable for my petite frame, a "casual-chic" mask for the predator underneath: A snug white crop top that showed just a sliver of skin. High-waisted, light-wash denim shorts that hit mid-thigh. A soft cream cardigan draped loosely over my shoulders, slipping off one side in that effortless way I liked. Classic white sneakers for the inevitable walking, a small black crossbody bag, and my favorite oversized tortoiseshell sunglasses perched atop my head. "Wow... you look breathtaking," Tristan breathed when I rejoined him. His mouth actually hung open for a second, h

he nodded, offering me the folder. I smiled. Of course, Darius boasts about his brother. I truly love that about these boys. They are always supportive of each other and our granddaughter. The four of them are a great balance to each other. I opened the folder and nod with a smile as I looked at the manga-style drawings. It was apparently me, in my youth, wearing my black jumpsuit with red trim and my face hidden behind the white and red kitsune mask in some panels. It was beautiful even though it showed a story of blood and darkness.

Third Person's POV The Omega was so nervous he felt like he was going to vomit. He fiddled with his clothes nervously and hoped his hair looked okay. The Omega wore a traditional wedding suit from his realm that all royal Omegas wore. The suit was linen, a thin fabric perfect for their warm tropical weather. His colors were cream with gold stitching and accents. His pants were neatly ironed, and a traditional dragon wedding vest was fitted over his chest, leaving his arms fully exposed. It wasn't your typical vest. The front overlapped, buttoning off center over his left breast. The buttons and stitching were a beautiful color of gold, matching all the gold jewelry that decorated his body.

It's a one-piece with a cutout in the front and back with a drawstring detailing at the chest, putting her breasts on perfect display in vibrant forest green and black color combo. “Our gift to you and well ourselves.” I answered with a smile while holding up a plate for breakfast for her. “I don’t know if I want to show my tummy, and it doesn’t fully cover my butt.” she frowned, doing a turn. My brothers and I groaned in unison because fuck that swimsuit is perfect on her.

Their control. Perhaps a part of me always wanted to become like them. That was why I had prepared an outfit inspired by them years ago, almost as though I already knew a day like this would eventually arrive. I walked toward the hidden wardrobe by the side of my room and opened it slowly. There it was. A deep crimson red leather outfit. Tight fitted bodice reinforced like armor that hugged my waist perfectly. A high collar neckline that made me appear colder and more dangerous. Long leather gloves stretching past my elbows.

In front of Kendra Colson's face, she began to draw, and within two minutes she drew an outline. "Miss Kendra, what do you think of this?" Arielle pushed her outline to Kendra Colson. Kendra Colson looked at Arielle in surprise, "Miss Arielle you designed it for us?" Arielle bent her lips, "According to your company's requirements, I think this is okay." Arielle took the paper over again and began to refine the outline. She painted a cultural-style cotton- jacket. The top is a cotton-padded jacket with a slanted front, with flowers painted on it, a loop of fur on the neckline and cuffs, and a short skirt attached below.

I could see him smile getting bigger. “Is this…” “Yup,” I said. “Inspired by the fantasy outfits in your game. I just took the capes and armor and modernized them. See, this layered skirt has hidden pockets like the thief in the game, and this leather jacket has a dragon scale pattern that changes color when the light hits it.”

According to the handbook as long as I don't dye my hair any weird color like pink or neon green and I keep the accessories to a minimum I shouldn't get into any trouble Accessorising is not my style anyway. I brush it all out and then pack it into a bun at the top of my head, the mirror on the white make up vanity table reflects my image, the white short-sleeved shirt is buttoned almost to the top leaving two buttons undone, the skirt sits mid-thigh and the socks stop almost at the hem of the skirt leaving half an inch or one inch of thigh showing If I were asked I would have said a man designed these uniforms. It looks like an outfit you see in a Porn video