Deku Bunny Costume Novels & Stories

“Come on, Nia. You need to come out of your shell and meet people. It’ll be fun. You've been so wrapped up in Daniel lately.” I sighed and opened the bag. Inside was a very provocative bunny outfit, complete with white satin bunny ears, a tight corset-style bodysuit with a deep plunging neckline, a fluffy white tail, fishnet stockings, and sky-high heels. I stared at it, stunned. “What? A bunny costume?” I asked, holding up the skimpy piece in disbelief. “Yes. You don’t like it?” Lila asked, tilting her head with mock innocence. “Well… it’s uhm… not really my kind of style.”

Rain, on the other hand, was dressed as a mysterious and elusive rain spirit, his costume a shimmering array of blues and greens, with water droplets embroidered on his sleeves and a crown of mist on his head. Ryker watched with a grin, his eyes shining with amusement. He was dressed as a powerful and majestic king of the forest, his costume a stunning combination of greens and browns, with leaves embroidered on his cloak and a crown of antlers on his head. I, on the other hand, was dressed as a beautiful and mysterious moon goddess, my costume a shimmering array of silvers and grays, with sparkling stars crystals embroidered on my sleeves and gown with a crown of moonstones on my head.

What had he gotten himself roped into? "Dr. Odell, right on time." Bunny had a plastic bag full of white, silk flowers over one arm. "Come over here and I'll get you set up with a glue gun." "Okay." He walked across the room to a corner table. Streamers, bits of feathers, a bowl of mini-cowbells and lots of glitter littered the table. "What is it we're doing?" "Making mums, of course." She thrust the bag into his hand. "Everyone should have a mum."

It’s a whole collection of bunny wear: sweatshirts, sweats, tank tops, shorts, and more. Zander: Morgan, this is amazing! Morgan: I want to release it as a fundraiser for an anti-bullying campaign. Zander: Izzy will be so thrilled to hear that. Morgan: I wanted to make Izzy a special OG Bunny sweatshirt. What’s her favorite color? Zander: Yellow. Can you make it baby yellow? Morgan: Absolutely. Zander: You’re the best, Morgan. Morgan: I know. Lol. Zander: Ok, I should probably get some sleep.

“We’ll just get paid and be, ah, on our way . . . ” “Fine, fine, calm the fuck down.” Yanking off his three-fingered paw, Pink Bunny jams a wrinkly hand into a hidden pouch in his costume’s chest. “Look, pizza people, you didn’t see any of this, okay? Total silence.” Neon-pink condoms, a chicken nugget, and a small bag of pills spill from the pocket as he roots around, his hand finally appearing with a moist wad of twenty-dollar bills. “Here. For your trouble.”

Jaxon’s voice rumbles through the room. “The staff dress as sexy bunnies. Low cut crop tops that barely leaves anything to the imagination, black panties with a fluffy tail on them. Ears too.” Bree mutters, rolling her eyes. She turns back to Blue. “Wear a black shirt and shorts. You are behind the bar anyway.” “It’s still showing my legs!” I realised that every time we had seen her, she was in a long sleeved top and trousers or leggings. How bad could the scars be?

When I’m done braiding my hair, my arms are sore, but the long blonde wig slips on effortlessly. I give myself a small as I look in the mirror, this was my alter ego, and I called her Dekara, a name I made up as I played around with my middle name, Adelaide. After spraying myself with anti-scent spray, I finished my look by winding my powers up so tightly inside myself one would think I was merely human, sliding my silver masquerade-style mask on and securing my dagger to my thigh. My mask covered only the top half of my face with intricate swirls that led to the shape of a lotus on my forehead, enough to hide any telltale features. Satisfied, I portal myself outside the castle grounds.

she asked. I shrugged. "What do you mean is that all? What else do you want me to say, Allison?" Her expression turned cold, and she turned to leave. I watched her go before shutting the door and returning to bed. With my body on the bed, my eyes strayed to the floor, where I spotted a small black bag. I picked it up and opened it, revealing a golden curly wig, bunny mask - a replica of Sweet Bunny's signature style. Alongside the blue micro dress with an exposed back, the kind Sweet Bunny normally wore.

Halloween week at Fantasy Island meant themed costumes, and Madam Fantasy had been clear: go big or go home. I adjusted my mask in the mirror. Black and silver, covering the top half of my face, with small silver chains that dangled near my temples. The mask was my safety. My shield. Without it, I was just Jane Puckett, broke college student. With it, I was Jailbird, whoever the hell I wanted to be. The dressing room smelled like hairspray and body glitter. Keiko was beside me, dressed as Catwoman, her mask sleek and minimal. Cammie had gone full Harley Quinn, complete with a baseball bat covered in rhinestones.

I grabbed a red punch which was labeled non-alcoholic strawberry juice. I flinched when I found another student standing next to me who wore a really cool full geared Deadpool costume. He had the exact jumpsuit of Dead Pool, leg guard, gloves, belt plus bag, strap, leg bags a fake dagger, a leather Dead Pool mask and two swords attached on his back. He was getting himself a drink too before he stares at me and pulled a thumb’s up. “Nice costume!” I screamed over the loud music and he gestured a bow to show thanks, I think.