Ciel Phantomhive Cosplay Novels & Stories

The music thumped softly through the walls of the downtown loft, a low, sensual bass that made every step feel like a heartbeat. The afterparty was invite only, exclusively for the underground cosplay elite where latex, silk, and fantasy collided behind closed doors. Camille stood by the drink table, dressed in a crimson villainess bodysuit that barely hid her curves. Her thigh-high boots clung to her like a second skin, and the black leather gloves gave her the sharp allure of a femme fatale. Her deep red lipstick matched her mood: hungry.

Not Dell. Michelle stands behind them. She's wearing a green cloak, over a white shirt and green trouser. And her silver hair…it's been shorn down, close enough to her scalp. The sharp violet eyes are accentuated this time, she looks more feral. I don't find the voice to reply though, as I fall to my knees, Helen supporting me. I stare at Cyran again, reaching out for him. He turns then, concern slipping into his eyes as he drops to his knees as well.

It was perfect, after all. I glanced at my friend and brother. “Still planning on Link and Zelda?” I asked. Kam smirked. “Yup. The costumes should get here tomorrow. Did you order yours yet?” I nodded. I was going as Christine from Phantom of the Opera. My dress was red, white, and gorgeous! It even had a drawstring front to resemble the eighteenth century European style. I also ordered matching white heels. They wouldn’t be totally authentic, but it was for a high school dance. The mask was my favorite part. Part of me wanted to go with a full Venetian mask, but I ended up choosing one that was made of red lace, and tied with a red ribbon. I totally wasn’t excited to wear it. Nope!

The convention hall buzzed with energy, but Alex felt completely out of place. At 23 and painfully shy, he had come alone, mostly to people-watch and admire the elaborate costumes. Then he saw her. She stood near the photo area, dressed as Zero Two from Darling in the Franxx , the sexy anime character with the iconic pink hair, red horns, and a revealing bodysuit modified into a short, flouncy skirt that barely covered her thighs. The tight top hugged her full breasts, pushing them up invitingly, while thigh-high stockings and platform boots completed the look. Her long pink wig framed a strikingly beautiful face with bright contact lenses that made her eyes look otherworldly. She was breath

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

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.