Erza Fairy Tail Outfits Novels & Stories

Floating in midair, wings fluttering like she just stepped out of a Disney movie gone rogue, was a fae. A real one. Tiny as my hand, glowing faintly gold, wearing—dear goddess help me—the most atrocious outfit I’d ever seen. Her dress was made of glitter, tulle, and possibly the souls of sacrificed Barbie dolls. It shimmered pink, sparkly, and had sequins. Actual sequins. “Oh, hell no,” I muttered.

ELORA I stared at my reflection in the mirror. These were clothes tailor-made for me from the richest fabrics in all of Stormrider. Yet, it felt completely out of place. I felt out of place. My new warrior attire was rich and properly fitted to make me look…simply amazing. It was a dark steel-blue tunic, fastened at the waist with a silver embroidered belt shaped like wolves’ fangs, high leather boots hugging my calves, and a cloak the color of moonless skies.

Here, faeries don leaves and vines as their garments, their forms draped in nature's bounty, while others don diaphanous fabrics that billow and swirl with each whisper of the wind, much like the ebony folds of my own dress. Glancing down at my attire, I note the daring slit that exposes my thighs and the bare midriff that defies convention. It's a departure from the modesty I've always known, yet there's an undeniable allure to the ensemble—a sense of empowerment that courses through me with every step, infusing me with a newfound confidence.

There is no point announcing what Pack I belong too; she's smart enough to put together our aesthetic traits and accent. When I glance down at what Zariah wears, I'm surprised to see it isn't a dress, like what most girls wear. Instead, she sports jeans, and a t shirt. The Wisdom Pack is another rather cold Pack, so I'm not surprised that she isn't fazed by the cool air around us.

Louise's steps echoed as she climbed the glass-clear steps one by one. Unusually, the Lady was not wearing her oversized armor. The girl was wearing a simple long orange dress, her golden hair was neatly tied, leaving a strand of hair on both sides which made her pouting face look a little cuter. It's not easy to make a Lady Louise from Silverwall look feminine. Thirty minutes ago, Pepa and the other four Fairies under the care of Angel Tiffany had to fight hard to put all these things on Louise's body who was constantly struggling to protest.

Oh, sweet Natalí. “ Let her in,” I said releasing the breath I didn't even realize I was holding. The door opened once again and my best friend since childhood stepped in, she wore a new purple dress that looked too different from the normal servant gown she normally wears, and her long hair was brushed back and held away from her forehead with a bronze pin. My heartbeat went to various places as I looked at Eria's comforting face. I couldn't help the lone tears that dropped from my face. Annalise bowed and excused herself from the room taking the rest of the maids with her.

Their golden skin against their steel armor made them looked like a shining sea of metal. On the other side of the spectrum were the fairies. They had no discernible lines or ranks as they waited for instructions. The plump creatures were grouped by their season chatting pleasantly with one another. A few were even flying, and the gentle whirring of the wings created a slight breeze. The fairies wore no armor as they would not be fighting directly, and their gauzy clothing made them look like large flowers popping out of the grassy field. Aurora regarded the scene with pleasure and hope. She stood next to Utku, petting him as the final preparations were being made. Zoltan and Bolemir approac

Rhea's Pov “Then I’ll look like a fairy princess!” She declared, already tugging two dresses off the rack. While she darted into the fitting room, Laziel stood awkwardly nearby, pretending to check the other clothes. I arched a brow at him, “You could help her, you know.” He glanced up, half-smiling, “I don’t think I’m qualified to judge fairy dresses.” “Then you can carry the rejected ones.” I replied lightly.

"Go get your family!" The goblin thanked Vino in his gibberish tongue before scurrying away. "What is happening?" "We are officially at war! I will understand if you decided to retreat since the wand you're guarding is already gone." "We are family! We are in this together!" Queen Mother Fairy Nerida changed her gown to a silver war-like garb. Her legs were encased with leggings. Her small waist was pronounced with the short dress and wide skirt. On her arms were sheaths of knives. Her helmet was glittering with diamonds.

The others might think that the leader is being unfair once they saw me joining their meeting but on the other hand, I'm still clueless of what's waiting for us once the tests begin. [Narrator's POV] Moha, Arphen, and King Alasdair headed to the training ground to announce the information regarding the said tests. While they were walking through the gloomy hallway, a girl suddenly appeared from the other side, gently tapping her knee-level dress as if she's trying to take off dust from it. It was a black halter dress with red collars covering her nape and neck. She's also wearing black arm sleeves and tight pants. "Ugh. What kind of cloth is this?" She fretted to the female fairy sitting on