Httyd Outfits Novels & Stories

SSHS 68 That night, in the midst of the girls going through the closets and drawers of Hestia to choose what she would wear for the weekend shopping, they all squealed with glee— except for Hestia who was dreading this very situation and reminds herself to endure this for the sake of the mission. “Wait, I think this blue dress would fit nicely to her. It is cooling to look at and she has a cold aura. Right, Freya?” Yulia said as she showed the blue dress and draped it in front of Hestia. It was a simple Baby Doll dress and is plain, no any sort of design at all. Once she saw how the dress indeed fits for Hestia, Freya gave a nod of approval and then showed a pair of sandals and they both squ

replied Tj. After her phone conversation, Tj readily hopped off the bed racing to the closet and picking out her outfit for tomorrow. Every outfit already coordinate, since the it was winter, she picked out the black turtle neck with the ash-coloured blazer, and thick pants pairing it off with some black toe boots. With that all settled she got ready for bed anticipating what tomorrow would look like. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤

I quickly shot out of bed and began to sort out the clothes I was going to wear to Tony's bbq with Lydia. Immediately I put on my t-shirt, I heard the doorbell ring and I knew instantly that it was Lydia. I quickly put on my combat boots and took my wallet and credit card before going to answer the door. "Ooouu, you look better than I thought you would. Damn!" Lydia commented, whistling in approval. "Thank you," I grinned. "You don't look bad yourself." I noted as I scanned her gorgeous outfit. She was wearing a tight ref crop top and blue jean that accentuated her generous curves.

“Yes, we are not allowed to wear skinny clothes,” “What do you mean skinny clothes?” Stacy growl. “Yes, like the one you are wearing.” Lydia pointed at Stacy's clothing while my eyes moved to Lydia, she was wearing a tight-fitted strapless grown that just hung at the middle of her thighs, exposing her beautiful full straight legs pairing it with boot shoes, with her hair tie and some strands falling to her side making her look super sexy like she used to call herself.

Hidi suddenly interjects. “Oh, yes?” I don’t know what else to say. So we fall into silence again. “How splendid.” “I’m going to wear a yellow dress and put sunflowers in my hair like the sun’s rays.” Hidi continues. She turns halfway to look at the traveling chests. They are open to let the clothes breathe. “What will you wear?” “I-” Hidi moves to a chest to pull out a dress. “This is quite nice, but-” Hidi stops to touch the fur trim on a blue velvet dress.

“Garrett.” “Thank you, Warrior Garrett. I’ll be a minute.” I tell him as I go back into the room to change. The outfit he handed me is a yoga set, purple and pink ombre leggings, matching tank top and jacket with new clean sneakers and pink socks. Inside the sneakers are a pink brush and a package of hair ties. I’m not very good at doing my own hair other than a ponytail, so that is how I put it up. Easy peasy. When I come back out, we head downstairs.

Ayda Dimitri steps out of the closet with another shirt and a pair of drawstring shorts. “These will have to do for breakfast. I’ll have some of the pack members bring up clothes while we’re eating and then you can decide what you want to wear.” “These are fine, I’m sure.” I say.

“Watch your mouth. You’re asking me for a favor here, don’t act like I begged for this gig. I can walk out that door right now and leave you to explain everything to the organizers. Let’s see how sharp your tongue is when they rip you apart.” I grabbed the first outfit, a sleek black and red sportswear set, and turned my back on him to change. I slipped on the outfit and matched it with a pair of Airmax sneakers, a bracelet, and a smartwatch. Clean, professional, and deadly. Once dressed, I stepped back in front of the mirror and tied my hair in a ponytail. Matty never wore her hair tied in any of her appearances. But I wasn’t Matty. “What the hell are you doing? You know Matty never ties he

"My bad, am I that overdressed ?. '' Tiffy said, as she walked forward. Swaying her hourglass shape. Her dark long hair trailing down her waist. Brent smacked his lips and awkwardly looked away, feeling embarrassed. "N-no, your outfit is okay. Just didn't recognize you a few seconds ago. Hehe, poor me." He said, getting up from the couch. Tiffy smiled checkley and seized him up, as soon as he stood up. Brent was dressed in a hip hop outfit, making him look more stylish and sexy. One would mistake him for a hot male celebrity, if he were to be seen by some group of girls who adored beautiful men.

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?