Ciel Phantomhive Cosplay Novels & Stories

“Then let’s board the deck together.” Yael and Helios followed the two best friends closely, and that was everyone from the Bouchers and the Lucases. The banquet became even more lively after their arrival. After a while, Daisie and Colton arrived with an adult-sized mascot, the mascot’s costume tightly covering the person inside. No one would be able to recognize that it was Ryleigh at all. Ryleigh stared at the people around the venue from within the costume with tearless grief. ‘Zee said she had a brilliant idea in mind, ensuring that no one would recognize I’m the person in this costume, but now... I look even more eye-catching with this outfit!’

The ghost fairy stood in front of her as the whites in their bodies began to fade away and Astra believed she was staring at the most gorgeous cocoa-black skin which shone under the moonlight. The creatures before her were wrapped in deep green and blood-red clothes respectively. The female, in blood red, had her hair cascading down her back in tight braids and the male in deep green had very short hair, their big pointed elfin ears pierced at the antihelix and nobule. Their lips were a shiny caramel brown, the same as the color of their big beautiful eyes, and their necks were adorned with necklaces that no normal person could ever get. Suddenly, they smiled as the female ghost spoke. "Woul

It made it difficult to prepare my last surprise of the weekend for him. I had spent a lot of time on my outfit, given that I only intended to wear it for an audience of one person. He would be thankful that his loving sister was so good at cosplay later tonight. I allowed myself to think of his face when he came home and saw me, dressed like Jill Valentine. His very favorite character from his very favorite video game, with very removable clothing, matching lingerie, and a willingness to role-play any way he wanted. It was the best gift I could think of. I hoped that he would like it.

I'm impressed that Astra has gone through such lengths to keep the truth engrained into the system's web; no matter of deleting, erasing, or even powering off the world net will be able to stop it. At that moment, Celia bounds down the stairs, her black curly hair in a high ponytail, and wearing a black tracksuit. She has running shoes on, and she smiles at me, showing off her metal fangs. As of late, she no longer feels the need to hide them from the rest of us, her confidence making a quiet appearance. She walks down towards me, a rolling suitcase in her hand, and sets it next to me. Giving me another grin, and a thumbs up, she lounges on the couch, her feet barely touching the ground.

No man can enter our castle without walking pass to the dark cave. So I am not afraid of going out, wearing my unique eyes. My eyes are different side by side, my left eye is blue and my right eye is the color of the sun they say. When the night comes, my eyes would change and the pictures of the sun and the moon will be visible in my eyes. "Sia? Is that you?!" I was about to run when I saw Lylia fled at my direction and gawped. "Did you escaped from Leia again? Lily would be gone man if she found out."

It wasn't his issue to deal with though. Cielo stormed inside his room and locked the door before going to sit on the bed. She took time to remove every gadget she had worn, from the microphone, the earpiece, and the micro camera. Placing all of them on the table, she loosened her hair from the bun, making it fall before slipping out from her long gown. She was now dressed in biker shorts and a black singlet. She quickly picked out a big t-shirt from her wardrobe of clothes, putting it on before moving over to her laptop that was closed on the table. She opened it and typed on it. The question of the anonymous person kept ringing in her mind.

They bow, taking their seat once done. "This is Xolo Levy, and he's from the Aztec Isles." he gestures, and the boy with the cocoa brown hair smiles, giving me a small wave. I wave back, feeling like this one is full of mischief, and Quill skips over Lip, gesturing to Cersei who refuses to meet my eyes. She wears a rose pink gown with laces in the front, the laces neatly tied up to the base of her throat, the sleeves going down to her elbows, face composed in a blank expression. Her hair is pinned up in the usual bun.

He looked at the entryway and saw the centaur enter the hollow with a pale child riding on his back. “Good morrow, Damien.” called the centaur. “Good morrow, Horatio, Azra.” replied Damien. “I see one of them has awakened.” Horatio nodded at Dorin who nodded back. “Good morrow.” Dorin greeted the two new comers. “How is my liege today?” asked the pale child. She was dressed all in white and wore a small golden crown on her head. Her hair, a mixture of strands and feathers, was tied in a high ponytail which trailed down to her back.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

Hakeem says as he waves them into the room. In step two witches, the reek of incense permeating the air around them and I have to try hard not to wrinkle my nose. I can tell immediately who Citra’s sister is and she did describe her well. Celeste is wearing a soft pink dress and blazer combo with white heels and a matching pearl, earring, necklace set. Her honey blonde hair is pulled back into a chignon at the nape of her neck and her make-up is expertly applied, though slathered on her face. It hides her naturally sun kissed complexion under a spackle of paler foundation. Her wider nose and almond shaped, pale blue eyes should give her a welcoming expression, but her full lips are turn