Ciel Phantomhive Cosplay Novels & Stories

Raven replied to my failed attempts. The image sharpen and cleared until a crystal clear view of Celeste was all I could see… She looked just as beautiful and ethereal as she did the last time I saw her in the vortex. Celeste was standing in front of a mirror dressed in a long delicate lilac colored gown. The dress flowed lightly and gracefully around her, it looked too big but very elegant. Half of her long hair was pinned back and the remaining draped down her back in long thick waves.

[ Celeste ] My feet were cold but my palms were sweaty. The moment had finally come when a new chapter of my life would start. I am going to be the Luna of the Black Shadow Pack. I looked at my reflection in the giant mirror. I was wearing a white dress beaded with real pearls. The thin fabric complimented my pale skin. My scarlet hairs were curled but left open.

Touching it means instant, murderous rage. To anyone else, Kael wasn’t a ‘man.’ He was a walking shadow, a hole in reality. He flickered in and out of existence, sucking in all light and sound around him. That ‘glowing crack’ wasn’t a decoration. It was a raw, open wound on his very soul. It pulsed with pure, concentrated hatred—enough to kill a god. And now, because a human touched it, that hatred was about to explode. "Whoa," I breathed. "This cosplay is insane."

'A level three paragon! Meanwhile, people were starting to exit from the other slit. It was also a group of three from the Marvair Sect. Cecily led the way and she was followed by two young ladies. One of them was wearing a plain color dress and had a headband. She did not put any makeup on but that was fine because she had a very beautiful face and fair skin. Makeup would only spoil her beauty. Judging from the power she was emitting, she could be a level three paragon.

Finally, two long braids hang down my miraculously larger boobs and end just past my waist. Overall, the outfit gives the impression of being too large and, enhanced by the long skirt, convent-schoolgirl style. My demeanor though is mature and smoky: cat-eye makeup, retained orange irises, pink blush and sheer pink gloss. Neither Sol nor I were into cosplay when I was still breathing but it would seem that right now I’m roleplaying exclusively for the camera of Death’s eyes.

Mage Silas – or Galahad - sighed. “I-I know. I won’t lose focus,” Shia said, picking her heavy body up from the ground, standing up again in her trembling, wobbling feet. She was wearing clothes that resembled her garments back in the desserts of Soccora where she had spent most of her childhood. She liked the thick but light fabric that covered only the upper half of body, exposing her waist, but on the lower part, she donned riding pants, similar to what Lady Khailis used to wear when she fulfilled her functions as part of the Imperial Guards.

the paladin bow down and his liege faced them Lina remembered the cosplay of ghosts every Halloween. A white floating sheet –she doesn’t even know if the kid used a bedsheet or their own blanket but it somehow looks like what’s in front of her “A floating skull” Lich looks like the ghost in Halloween –more like the grim reaper With chains and an old book spell in his both hands, black hairdressing in his bone head and a white old and tattered robe for his top… Lich is ready for some trick or treat

The outfits look pretty good and decent, but the real head looker was my makeup. Despite my normal attire, my makeup makes you want to question your taste. My eyelid was covered in pink and glittery eyes shadow and paired with peacock eyelashes and very very dark eyeliner. My lips were also purple with lots and lots of glitter, and my blush was so red that it makes me look like one of those Asian dolls. As Felisha, I also wore my pink wig.

asked Nestie, unable to see how he looked. “Not really, Nes. I think you look cute in that costume. You are one giant bumblebee!” said Lisa. “What are you supposed to be, Lisa? Is that a butterfly?” asked Nestie. “Yes, I am, Nes,” said Lisa, waving her translucent wings around. Nestie looked at Celie and asked her. “How about you? You look like a normal human being in that costume.” “Me?” Celie looked at her gown and said, “I’m supposed to be Carmela, my great-great grand aunt.” Celie then curtsied in front of Nestie and Lisa.

’ Charlotte came to the room that Annalita had prepared for her. After she put on the costume and wig of the “Wild Girl”, she stood in front of the mirror and felt like a real version of the “Wild Girl” that had come out of the comic. She admired herself in the mirror for at least three minutes straight. After that, she snapped a few pictures of herself and posted them to the “League of Cosmic Valkyries” fan group before going out of the room. “Carlie! You look so good in the costume!” Zenios was stunned.