Fran Final Fantasy 12 Cosplay Novels & Stories

Her wristband was thinner, more delicate, but the fangs were sharper, more artistic. **Ravenna’s** look was leather pants and a charcoal gray cropped jacket over a crimson bustier—raw, powerful, ready to fight or dance. Silver fang studs on the collar, deep violet stitching on the cuffs. Her wristband was thickest—rough leather, bold fangs. **Seraphina’s** was sleek charcoal gray trousers with a black silk blouse—tailored, elegant, silver buttons shaped like tiny fangs, deep violet lining inside the cuffs. Her wristband was the most refined—polished leather, subtle fang pattern.

Her perfect body seems elegantly beautiful as if it was meant for only her. Unlike Melissa, who still had her black Leotard and nothing else. No pants, no bra, no slippers just that! Her red hair had spikes like she just fought with the walking dead! She looks wide like a warrior princess, originated from an anime character. Her big brown eyes look slightly swollen and red, the aftereffect of crying for long. Her cheeks were also red, obviously hot red! Her palms and finger look slightly bruised same as her neck and healing cuts at the corner of her lips.

Jenny nodded. “What is the hurry? Don’t you want to see the show?” Jean shot a glance at Jenny. Jenny grabbed her arm. “What are you going to do?” Jean just let out an evil smile. … The shooting went on smoothly. Anne did not come looking for trouble, and Etan did not show up again. The last set of outfits was that of Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, which had a pair of fox ears and a big white furry tail. The makeup artist started by drawing an exotic totem in red from the corner of Jean’s eyes, and then drew all the way down to her neck.

Nara's POV Fran was having way too much fun with this. “Stop moving, Nara! You’re gonna mess up the eyeliner,” she said, leaning in close. Her hazel eyes were full of excitement as she finished my makeup. With her dark brown hair tied up in a messy bun, she looked cute and focused at the same time. When I finally stood up in the emerald green dress and my only heels, Fran stepped back and whistled. “Girl… you look hot. Like, dangerously hot.”

I roll my sleeves up showing my muscular tattooed arms, my head snaps up at the sound of the door opening. My heart skips a beat at the sight before me, my little mate, my Enyo stands looking stunning in her dress that comes just below her knees. I can’t help smiling at Fran when I notice the colour of the dress my mate has on. Her figure hugging dress is in the same material and colour as my shirt.

he pointed the mirror towards the wall again and bright light reflected from it. Soon, the image of the naughty princess of Frost blade kingdom appeared. She wore a red cropped fur coat and black lace skirt. Her eyes were brown and hair ankle-length. Her face was covered partly from nose to neck by a transparent mask. She was holding up the hands of a man who could be considered the male version of Evelyn. He had purple hair and pink charming eyes. His skin was dark, and he had several scars on his body. There was a pair a red bat wings at his back and he looked scared. There was a crowd booing at the two of them.

"Describe the Top." Fran nodded. He puffed his arms out. "Fat fucker, but solid with it. Dark hair that was cut in a high dollar way. Dark eyes. Wearing denim jeans, huge ass silver buckle, cowboy boots, and a button-up black shirt with shiny buttons." He rolled his eyes. "Anything else?" Fran shook his head. Jimmy winced. Cleared his throat. "They left the zip ties." My brow furrowed. "Why is that significant?" Fran rolled his eyes again. "It ain't."

Ren changed me into a warrior-style two piece. It was made from the blackest material I've ever seen. The top was a crop top with spaghetti straps which held my breasts firmly. From the waist down, I wore a long skirt with two leg long splits. My midriff was bare. The warrior boots I had on complimented the whole outfit. My hair was up in a high ponytail and I wore a small, blue diamond necklace. My make up was done dark. I had lost weight in the last few days. My ribs were just visible in between the top and the skirt.

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.

Knight closed his eyes and rested. ___Back in Franziene's room___ Franziene snapped her finger and her body began to glow. Her eyes turned blue and her long straight black hair turned white with a tousled smooth wavy hairstyle. Her clothing began to change into a long dress and a tiara appeared on top of her head. When the light vanished, she was wearing a long white glittering dress and the spirits welcomed her upon her return. "Princess Yuna, you should've told us that you'll be wandering around the city." - Green spirit(voice of a man).