Uraraka Outfits Novels & Stories

He held up a set of dark green cargo pants and an orange t-shirt with a print of a car with a shark head on it smashing through a wall Sighing, Aricka looked Evan over as he dug into the piles of clothing completely undoing all the folding she’d been able to do. “I’d say the pants are cool. But, the shirt needs to be a little more formal. How about….?” Gregory pulled out a white t-shirt and a light green dress shirt. “This? The t-shirt is comfy and soft while the dress shirt can be left open, but you will look a little more put together. Add those shoes and this belt and you can rock this.”

He came to his senses and began to curse himself. After some time Arnika came to his cabin with his coffee and schedule. Shaurya noticed how Arnika looked in her attire. She was wearing red jacket over a printed white shirt and dark blue jeans paired with heels . Her face was void of makeup except kohl in her eyes and nude lipstick.  Arnika's look She was looking insanely beautiful. His trance broke when he heard Arnika's voice. "Do you need anything else ,Shaurya?" "No..no...Just come with Ayaan after half an hour ,we need to discuss this project ." Shaurya said looking here and there.

Araminta led Aria to her room and offered her a set of new clothes, traditional garments unlike anything Aria had ever worn before. There were no dresses here. First, Araminta handed her a plain white skirt that reached mid-calf, simple and light, to be worn as an undergarment. Over it, she wrapped a long brown cloth around her waist, folding and tucking it neatly so it fell like a skirt.

Sit, open the book, stare at the book and close his eyes to sleep. "Get up. Let's try something new." Patrick stood up from his chair and followed Rara out of the study room. He was confused as to what she wanted to do when he saw Rara heading to the storeroom. Rara opened the door and switched on the light. She then looked around and her eyes stopped at the full body armour at the corner. "Put this on. You're gonna need it." "What is this for?" he looked at the ugly armour and cringed.

she said flatly. “Too bad,” Kyara chimed in from the floor, a pillow on her lap, “I only design bulletproof dresses. Literally. But hey, I could whip up a tactical jumpsuit with a secret pocket for a mini laptop.” I gave a half-hearted grin. “Bulletproof dress… would totally kill at the next charity gala.” “And be useful if someone tries to throw the award at your face,” Kyara added, smirking. Aurora set down her teacup. “You both know I don’t speak code. But, your face, Bell-Bell. You look like you got kneaded like dough, half-baked, and then dropped on the floor.”

Karina tried to remind herself: what happened between them last night was just part of her job. Saka didn’t want anything from her except her body. This afternoon, he was scheduled for a photoshoot with his wife. Karina looked at Aruna. Her guess was right—Aruna was stunning. Saka’s wife was both a designer and a model. Today, the two of them looked perfect together in the photoshoot. Saka wore a sea-blue shirt with black pants, while Aruna wore a beautiful blue dress.

“Morning, warrior-to-be! Let’s get you dressed for victory.” I eyed the pile she dumped on the bed: high-end leggings with reinforced panels, moisture-wicking tops, and sports bras that looked more like fashion statements than functional wear. “These look… expensive. And tight. I was thinking sweats.” Amara waved that away with a grin. “Sweats are for hiding. You need to feel powerful. Who knows who might be watching you out there?” She winked, clearly enjoying herself. “A certain tall, scarred Alpha who’s been extra attentive lately? Come on, try the black set. It’ll hug everything in the right way and still let you move.”

— “Love, they sell all kinds of clothes here. No one else will come in. It’s just us and the owner. Come on, let’s pick out some clothes, okay?” — “Okay.” Ara walked beside Lucca like a frightened puppy, looking at the clothes. — “This is too expensive...” — “Darling, don’t worry about the price. I’ll pay for it, alright? Let’s see, how about this one?” Lucca picked out jeans, shirts, dresses, skirts, and shoes. Ara only chose clothes that fully covered her body. — “Don’t you like skirts?” — “No. I don’t want anything short or revealing.”

They laughed while splashing water on each other. Vikas didn't participate much and after washing himself, he simply sat on the rock. His eyes were on Tanisi. Tanisi was wearing a deep purple Antariya(Top cloth which was used for covering when the weather was cold and folded and hung from left shoulder during hotter days), Kanchuka(bodice) and Uttareeya(5 meter cloth which resembled current Indian attire of Saree tied like a modern day dhoti allowing free movement of the legs). That was the attire of the women of Nishantha. She had minimal jewellery compared to other women. But she had applied the kohl around her eyes like the others and for once instead of plaiting, she had let her long, lu

This one was a far fetch one, but I figured I would ask anyway. “Done.” She quickly responds, “Anything else?” I am thrown for a loop at how fast she agreed to that one. The others shouldn’t be a problem. “Yes. The outfit that you wanted me to wear isn’t going to do.” “That is what all of our treasures wear, Aria.” I roll my eyes, “I understand you need to sell sex, Scarlett. It’s just that the color wasn’t very appealing. Do you have one in a royal blue or violet color? You know, to make my eyes pop.” I giggle.