Ladybug Miraculous Cosplay Novels & Stories

Remy (quiet, reverent): “You’re gonna ruin me for every other night of my life, Celeste Morua-Tsatoke.” Celeste (smiling so hard it hurts): “Good. Mission accomplished.” Seras and Lucian arrive like they stepped out of a myth: Seras in a dress made of actual living flame that somehow doesn’t burn anything, Lucian in midnight blue that looks like someone cut the sky into a suit. They walk in holding hands and the temperature rises exactly five degrees (perfect dancing weather). Kayo is here with a girl from the robotics club who is 100 % human and 0 % aware that her date has nine tails hidden under illusion.

- Jason - There have been very few instances in my life where I can recall being left speechless. Tonight was one of them. Standing in front of Joelle's house, I was taken aback as she emerged, looking like a star from a Hollywood red carpet event. "Where is my Bugs, and what have you done to her?" I thought to myself. Her hair was elegantly styled in a simple bun, and her makeup highlighted her beautiful eyes. Wearing a stunning royal blue halterneck dress, every slight curve of her body tempted me to reach out and touch her.

I’d never worn anything like it definitely not back in my tiny apartment, or even since I’d come here. “You're Luna now. You don’t have to like it, you just have to look like you belong in it.” I sighed and pulled the dress over my head. The fabric slid over my skin like water, settling against my curves in a way that made me feel both powerful and exposed. I tugged at the hem, then peeked through the curtain. “Are you sure they’re going to expect this level of… sparkle?” Celia didn’t even blink. “Trust me. If anything, this is mild. The Silver Moon Luna once wore a gown made entirely of crystals. She couldn’t even sit down. Now open up and let me see.”

“Objects hold memories. Let them speak to you.” Rita exhaled, trying to quiet her mind. For a moment—nothing. Then, a flicker. A woman’s laughter, the scent of roses, a whispered promise— “I see her,” Rita breathed. “She’s… happy.” Pru grinned. “You’re a natural.” Deidre, sprawled on her bed like a starfish, sighed dramatically. “I wish I was a witch. You all look so… ethereal.” Freda snorted without looking up. “Says the cornflower-blue-eyed, pure blond-haired, tall, pale, long-lashed immortal. If anyone is ethereal, it’s you, Vampire Barbie.”

Woah, there's even a guy cosplaying as a butler. When I looked into the mirror, I had realized the situation I was in. This was the biggest joke that life had ever played on me. I remember having short yet curly black hair with black eyes like every other person in Asia but... The shiny yet straight silver hair that almost reached my waist along with the eyes that almost looked like emerald …? It wasn't my body...?! "My name? What is my name?" asked the girl as she placed her hands on her cheeks " 'Rubia Mary Albert Charleston' that is your name dear is everything all right? " Answered the woman

As she struggled to get out of their grips. "Who are you and what do you want? ” I barked. The girl seemed scared and helpless.” I’m Edriana Rose, witch of the sorceress’ circle, forced to become Rouge. ” she concluded. I looked at her, cuts and bruises were visible in her skin. She looked pale and starved. She must have been abused. "Penelope, get her treated and then bring her to me in my office,” I Said. She nodded and quickly took this Edriana wherever it was she was going.

Water would fix that. My face has been mended by Lyros so there are no more scars, but there are bags under my eyes. I am well aware of my looks. I could pull off something effortlessly gorgeous if I wanted to, but with care, I could really leave an impression. “Do you have dark silver fabric?” I look at the tailor for the first time and I’m surprised to see his fingertips glowing. Lyros is already dressed in a deep blue ensemble and the faint smell of magic makes me want to sneeze.

"Wait—I might have something that can make it a whole lot easier." "How?" "A spell. To change your shape and your scent. Not much, just enough to mess with their scans." I lifted an eyebrow. "A spell? Who casts one on me?" He was grinning. "Remember Old Magda?" "Oh no. Not her. The woman's insane." "She is not insane. She is a morals-unquestioning mystic herbalist," he told me. "She's insane," I told him. "Talented," he said . "Come on, before you wake up to your senses."

She waved over the nearest shop assistant who was arranging clothes on a rack. “How may I help you?” the girl asked when she came over. Ruby gestured at the clothes on display. “We can’t seem to find what we’re looking for.” “Perhaps I can help then. What exactly do you need?” “Clothes for a costume party,” Ruby explained, “We are going as Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.” The attendant smiled. “Oh, Harry Potter fans, I believe?” “You can say that again."

I welcomed her in while I was still drying my hair. Following the makeover session, I finally opened the box delivered earlier by Alpha Callum. I was astonished by its contents as the outfit was exceptionally exquisite. It was a light blue evening dress with delicate lace short sleeves and small sparkling beads resembling crystals. The design was quite familiar to me as if I had worn a similar garment in the past, although I couldn't recall when. The makeup artist smiled at me, as she assisted me in putting on the dress. After some time of fixing it, she exclaimed, "You are so beautiful as ever Miss Lara. I'm sure Alpha Magnus couldn't take his eyes off you."