#camo skirt

[riconastyfan]

#rico nasty #monster energy tour #san diego #apple headphones #headphones #2023 #fulani braids #lefthandla #camo skirt #mini skirt #arm warmers #waist chain #fish #aquarium #fish store #pet store #makeup details #draw #side profile #to draw

[kitimaru]

digital camo skirt upcycled from an old military tarp by me :) the photos display the front and back view.

the weaved layer (which I will get a better photo of soon) is detachable. they serve as pockets and you can actually hook and slide accessories into it as well. My friend David will be taking better photos of it to display the different functionalities of it hopefully soon.

The base is an A line skirt with an invisible zipper and pockets that fit at the hips, which can be worn without the weaved layer.

skirt measures 28’’ across, available for purchase and or rent for editorials

#kitimaru #camp #camo #camo skirt #digital camo

[dixiedeplorable3rdtime]

#dd3 #beautiful #0424 #girl in camo #girl in denim skirt

[pngsforthepeople]

sorry guys, no pngs today :(

#png #pngs #fashion #moodboard #transparent #collage #collaging #clothes #shirt #tank top #skirt #hoodie #bag #purse #camo #camo pants #camo print #y2k

[riconastyfan]

#rico nasty #monster energy tour #minnesota #2023 #concert video #green eyeshadow #hd concert #camo skirt #camoflauge

[fergus-cousland]

i saw a denim skirt online a while ago and it's now vanished and i'm immensely disappointed, not because i wanted it for me but because i wanted to show it to everyone captioned "modern au morrigan"

#thinks about that post which is like ''modern au morrigan wouldn't be classy she would wear fringed black camo denim skirts'' #this one wasn't fringed or camo but it was an impeccably morrigan denim skirt

[onlysaddad]

I promise not to be barbaric 🖤

#my pics #alternative #winter fashion #fashion #aesthetic #demonia boots #fur #baddie #alternative model #outfit #outfit inspo #camo #mini skirt #grunge #punkcore #beauty #makeup #tumblr

[rollupandshutup]

#model #nyc #35mm #gay #hot #skirt #camo #b&w photoshoot

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

I am wearing such an odd outfit right now.

#long black skirt covered with little white flowers #loose t-shirt I got from the beach that has a pretty design with a sea turtle #it’s also a just a touch wrinkled #and camo colored bucket hat #very… odd #I think I like it though lol #my post

[molluskzone-moving]

i do like how skirts look aesthetically but every time i try to wear one it feels like im in drag

#like a costume... #sucks bc ive found some GOOD skirts at goodwill like #high quality fabric and everything... would i wear that in public??? no #its about the Performance #i have to wear my camo pants every day for the safety of the public #is this a Butch Moment or is it just me... #common ray has a complex over a very simple thing moment

[vomitedanaltractmoved]

feeling sooooo cute in my outfit rn :3

#long black skirt + camo shirt :3

[mortalityplays]

the funniest thing about being gay is the way that displays of heterosexuality inevitably age into homosexuality. the women's parlour tea societies and pier-side strongmen of the 1900s. the patriotic rosie riveters and coiffed soldier boys of wartime. the A-line skirts and cat eye glasses and mutton chops and flares of the 70s. the camo minidresses and divine sisterhoods and lad on lad on lad culture of the 90s. it's ours now. the bikers and the sailors and the flappers and the beat poets and the hippies and the ladies maids. you parody yourselves to escape from us and we eat it for breakfast forever and ever amen.

[xx-pretty-toy-xx]

Dressing up to go on a 1am dinner date with my puppy, decided to wear a cropped shirt with some cut outs and some baggy grey camo jeans with a strap underneath so i can fuck them in the car. I’ve always wanted to use a pretty boy in the back of a car.

Gonna make him wear a skirt so i have easy access to just rail my baby.

Good boys cum hard right?

#ftm nsft #dumbification #ftm ns/fw #mlm ns/fw #mlm nsft #nsft ftm #ftm mlm #petpl4y #ftm overstim #puppypl4y #ftm bunny #ftm switch #ftm t4t #ftm puppy #ftm breeding

[recoiloperated]

So- while I was buying stuff for camo patterning there was a family of classic “homeschool” girls looking at the camo cloth at the store, this brought up a cursed thought that I just had to edit into existence:

tactical circle skirts. (images stolen from Linennaive on etsy and edited)

#ngl #it's a vibe #I'd propose on the spot.

[nyc-looks]

Kelly, 26

“I’m wearing a Comme Des Garçons tartan kilt over a handmade camo skirt, a vintage Ralph Lauren tweed blazer, a bomber jacket I borrowed from my sister, vintage Doc Martens, vintage Gucci purse, a thrifted crochet hat, and a handmade silk sash from @candy.mntn. I’m a maximalist, so I try to mix as many textures, colors, and patterns as possible while still looking cohesive. I almost exclusively shop secondhand these days.”

Apr 2, 2023 ∙ Industry City

#nyclooks #street snap #street style #street fashion #new york #style #people #fashion #outfit #vintage #secondhand #thrifted #Comme des Garçons #ralph lauren #gucci purse

[existslikepristin]

Tags: NSFW, TheLounge, Dreamcatcher, Handong, female reader (or potentially a force-feminized male reader your mileage may vary), just a little quick-read ficlet about how Handong is a pervert, is that a foot fetish?, you should probably worship Handong’s body, she got them wander-y eyes and hands, woah woah woah you don't think this is inappropriate do you?, are you a dirty little reader?, oh you're a dirty little reader alright, Handong can tell

Just A Little Vanity

Handong strikes quite the figure. Most anyone would, sitting as she is on an armchair ornate enough to be mistaken for a throne. Your particular point of view is that of extreme artistic foreshortening. Mere millimeters away from your eyes, her bare foot takes up most of your field of view, obscuring even her crossed, mile-long legs. Her face, appropriately for such protracted limbs, seems distant and yet no less beautiful. Beyond those gorgeous, exposed legs, her fashion sense is as ostentatious as the tower-like structure of her body. Shaggy faux fur on denim, bedazzled camo, and pearls. Hair so platinum it might as well be chrome, reflecting blacks, blues, whites, and silvers. One slender finger adorned with two unreasonably large rings taps gently against her cheek.

“What to do… what to do…” she muses, “with such a naughty little girl like you.”

“Make me please you?”

She sighs heavily and presses her big toe against your lips. “Shush, you. It was not a question. Did you hear a question mark?” she demonstrates her meaning with her tone well enough for you to recognize the rhetorical nature of the question. The rest of your suggestions will have to wait.

“You…” Handong says, stroking your jawline with the same foot, “do not get to wave that delicious butt of yours in front of me all day and then just get what you want. There are consequences for teasing me.”

Although you're not going to say anything about it, you can’t help but think that perhaps Handong was planning this all along. After all, she made you wear a tiny skirt today, insisting it would be fine without safety shorts, and then she found any and every reason to be behind and slightly below you. It was certainly less than subtle. You'd been feeling her eyes burn a hole in your helplessly visible underwear all day. At least it kept your ass warm in the chilly spring air.

Yes, it was all a trap. Not a particularly clever one, and also not one you mind being caught in. Though it'd be nice if she let you kneel somewhere other than the hard floor.

Handong continues to caress you with her foot, lifting your chin, turning your head to either side. She inspects your face from each angle.

“Done talking back?” she threatens.

“Yes,” you talk back. Cheeky, but technically compliant.

She smirks with you, appreciating the irony. “Good. I would hate to have to send you home without a snack.”

Oh how utterly, coquettishly subtle.

“Please, no, Handong. I'm so hungry.”

She lifts her foot, and your jaw with it, snapping your mouth shut. “Shut up already. I am looking at you.”

It's unclear how those things are related, but you keep yourself from saying anything.

With a flourish, Handong uncrosses her legs, spreading them wide so you can briefly see up her skirt. “Surprise,” no underwear. But you can't look long. Her upper body spans that vast distance in an instant, putting her face nearer to yours, going from practically a pinprick to vision-encompassing, menacing you from above. Those slender, metal and jewel laden fingers grasp just below your chin, holding your head still. You only feel four fingers, giving you the impression that she's sticking her pinky out as if you're a fancy glass of wine. You can't wait for the dinner party.

Handong clicks her tongue, half-lidded eyes traveling up and down. They linger on the down stroke, reminding you of the other piece of clothing she'd demanded of you. Your chest is barely covered, the neckline of the shirt so low that it really shouldn't be called a “neck"line anymore, but perhaps a “nipple"line. As she pulls you forward, you're sure she can see far, far more than the shirt's designer ever intended. Handong's light dusting of a blush and perverted twitch of a lip key you in further.

“Mmm,” she hums, “I could just take a bit out of you.”

You bite your tongue to stop yourself from correcting her verbal spelling error. She tends to make more mistakes when her mind is meandering down your clothes.

She urges you up with a slight pull. Anybody normal would close their eyes for the impending kiss, but Handong’s eyes stay open and predatory until the last possible moment.

When you’re close enough, she strikes. Your lower lip is caught between her teeth and she nibbles softly before she kisses you proper. Her breath hisses between the gaps at the corners of your lips, greedy more for you than the air. She pries your mouth open with hers, invading you unreasonably quickly. She’s got a different metric for what constitutes reasonability though. You’re her toy. She'll play with you according to her rules.

“Handong!” Soomin shouts from across the room, “I’ve called your name three times! Come get your damn coffee! And we’ve got rooms for that!”

Without any additional warning, Handong drops you to the floor, stands up, and glides gracefully past you toward the counter. Watching her go past, you see no small number of other coffee shop-goers staring in your direction.

“Thanks, babe,” Handong flirts shamelessly as she picks up your drinks, “Oh, and I would like to use one of the rooms.”

#dreamcatcher #handong #fanfic #female reader