( oh, but she does. the protest is largely for appearances, though not in a conscious way— she’s not unaware that she’s stuck, after all, but that doesn’t make it any less humiliating. her flailing pauses as wriothesley moves in, but if she were fuming any harder, steam would be rising from her head. there’s a vulnerability in needing help that makes her want to tear the whole thing off and try something else instead, but... )
What’s the point of clothing like this, anyway? ( it’s not even her first time in a frilly dress. her disdain isn’t for the appearance of it, necessarily: ) Hard as hell to move properly in it.
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( oh, but she does. the protest is largely for appearances, though not in a conscious way— she’s not unaware that she’s stuck, after all, but that doesn’t make it any less humiliating. her flailing pauses as wriothesley moves in, but if she were fuming any harder, steam would be rising from her head. there’s a vulnerability in needing help that makes her want to tear the whole thing off and try something else instead, but... )
What’s the point of clothing like this, anyway? ( it’s not even her first time in a frilly dress. her disdain isn’t for the appearance of it, necessarily: ) Hard as hell to move properly in it.