Booktok Cosplay Novels & Stories

Hiding things, things I knew she was hesitant to say around just anyone. A delivery came, and the person left with no explanation as I read the address it was here but addressed to Bri as “the future priestess of the South Eastern United States,” When she opened it she grinned but her eyes were sad haunted. “Don’t you fuck your makeup Mouse,” I warned her. She swallowed hard before opening the box tule, lace, leather, and glittering fabric were nestled carefully into the box. A bustier with leather and buckles and an ornate bustled skirt of lace and tulle. Hot pants so short her fine ass would be cheeky as could be and buckled stiletto-healed boots. Bri had a conniving grin on her face as we

The girl behind the counter had a nose ring and purple hair, and she lit up at the sight of Tyler. “Lavender iced latte, please. Oat milk,” I said. She glanced down at Tyler, who was sitting like a statue at my heel. “For you, or him?” I grinned. “Definitely me. He’s more of a peanut butter guy.” Drink in hand, I snagged a corner table near the window and let Tyler curl up beside me. He rested his head on my foot like a warm, breathing slipper. I pulled out the latest BookTok darling from my backpack—the one with the cover everyone was blushing over—and flipped to where I’d left off.

She mumbled in confusion. Yesterday afternoon when Keenan sent her a message to ask what gift he wanted, he also invited Yasmin to come to his birthday party. The man told Yasmin that the event would be held using cosplay dresscode. Keenan recommended a cat woman costume to Yasmin while complimenting that the girl would definitely look very beautiful if she wore that costume. Because she was too lulled by Keenan's praise, Yasmin finally immediately obeyed.

That reminds me I will have to come back and find something for her birthday at some point, I put a reminder in my phone adding the date of her birthday into my calendar as well. “Do you want to get your vape liquid or whatever and meet me in the dress-up shop? They will have masks in there and pretty much everything else you can think of. It’s just down there.” She says pointing to the shop. “Sure, I’ll see you soon.” I say with a smile. I get my vape liquid along with some more bracelets and crystal to add to my collection then go to find Viola. Wow she wasn’t kidding this shop has everything from wonder woman to minion costumes, they even have those funny blow-up costumes.

So that night, she went to Club Thirteen. She didn't dress like herself. This was her moment to make use of those sexy clothes in her wardrobe, and who doesn't love a good cosplay? So she wore a low waist black jeans, heels with scuffed soles, and a tank top with a neckline low enough to make people look twice, then forget what they were doing. She leaned against the bar, pretending to sip on something she barely touched, while waiting for someone who'd never show. The club owner, Dax, was the one who mattered to her. He knew faces and histories behind the faces. But he only talked when he wanted to. Tonight, he was her target.

As the other man searched through, he noticed the dressings, how different a particular set of clothes were from the rest, one set were casual mature dressed, he linked that to Roseline, another were gothic clothes, he linked it to lily, but a third set of clothes were bunny like, like the owner dressed for cosplay “Do you cosplay?” The other man asked making Roseline raise a brow “No” she answered respectfully even when she had rather not “Okay” The man replied, during his search, he wanted to see her expression, but since he couldn’t get anything, they left and Roseline let out a small breath. “They make me so nervous” Lily remarked “Me too, I wonder what they could possibly be looking for

Ailina’s POV: Rita, who was walking on the red carpet, smiles sweetly at the reporters’ camera. She made various postures for the photos. The person in charge came over and said to me, “Miss Wilson, for today’s event, you must put on the clothes of our game. You need to cosplay your character in the game.” I found it reasonable. I went to tell Rita about this matter, but she was a little unhappy. “Why would I wear those strange clothes? Why should I put on such weird make-up, like a clown? It's too childish.”

The Princess Leia cosplayer glanced over her shoulder at him and shifted, her eyes sliding off him as soon as they hit, as if she expected a platoon of Storm Troopers to waylay her any second. Zain slowed, keeping his distance while they waited for the elevator to show up. If he had to guess, she was in her mid-to-late twenties and curvy. The buns were either real or incredible reproductions. The outfit wasn't just a sheet with a hole cut in it and belted around the waist, either. It was fitted by someone who knew how to drape fabric, something Zain paid a tailor to do. Judging by her fidgeting, she'd had some unwanted attention at the con-like him-but it was different for women at these eve

“fine I believe you, so what are you going to do about the fact that you are wearing the dress tomorrow, I think that dress triggers your demon side” Eva thought for a while then said “well, I heard cosplaying is in season”

I was still rooted in my spot, leaning against the side handle of the bench. "So what do you need me to do?" I shifted to a seating position, nearly sliding off the bench but I quickly regained my composure, laughing awkwardly to ease the tension, "I'll need someone with good manipulation skills on a computer and a wig." He knitted his brows, his lips pursing in thought, "I'll pretend to understand the first part but what do you need a wig for?" I smiled cheekily, answering ominously, "Cosplay." ........... "I'm having second thoughts about this."