Lucy Fairy Tail Cosplay Novels & Stories

But curiosity is clean. Especially from lucy a girl in the pack who carries herself with suprimacy, i heard people calling her lucy and their future The first time I saw her, I didn’t know who she was. She wore her power like perfume—overpowering and sweet, the kind that made your teeth ache. She was tall, flawless, with perfect braids and flawless posture. She didn’t so much walk through the halls of Stormfang as she commanded them. She cornered me the day after my training lesson with Zara.

It’s not their fault that Max is a manwhore. A tap on my shoulder has me stopping my dance and mixing to turn around to find Lucy. Her short golden blonde hair is in a cute bob. Her blue eyes pop thanks to the makeup she has on and the tight blue short halter dress paired with her sparkly silver heels. “I know you aren’t planning on baking like that.” I comment while pausing my music.

“What about you Lucy?” “My fairy's name is Cora. She's sweet too. I got her when I was a baby. Then, I didn't really know what she was but she was around me since I was a kid”. “Where is she now?” “She's probably in the library reading up books about spells and looking for new ways to help me grow my powers. She is more or less like a nerd” “At least your fairy spends her time studying compared to someone I know who only passes exams by using her magic”. Lucian enters the room and immediately goes to his mate's side.

With a smile, she exclaimed as she withdrew her hand. “I hope it’s all good, Trixie,” he answered as he dropped his hand to his side. Trixie nodded and grinned, mischievously agreeing, “Yes, it is.” “This way, please.” And they both led us to the enormous hall. We occupied the seats at the middle round table. I saw Carlos and Lucy. They both looked cozy. Lucy looks stunning in her black and white mermaid-style gown featuring a center front curved-and-rectangular keyhole. Feathers at the bottom and carved-out three-fourth sleeves.

Just then we hear music start playing and we turn to face the aisle. Lucy comes towards us in a shimmery silver dress with a small white bouquet in her hands that has baby blue ribbon streaming down. Her hair and make up are done and she looks really pretty. She smiles proudly at everyone and I smile to myself. Bronwen spreads joy everywhere she goes, I always knew that, but even I am amazed by how much she has changed this girl's life in just a few days.

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.

The smoke settles supernaturally fast and right before everyone's eyes, Lucy's features ripple like a disturbed stream. Her hair flows from the root with ebony black, her usual brown curls eaten up by her actual dark locks. Lucy's olive green eyes turn a bright sky blue. Gasps and sharp whispers of "What's happening to her?" ripple through the hall. Lucy's hands rise to shield her face but it's too late. Even her skin has turned from a natural sun-tanned hue to the precious milky white Tracy always cherished. The potion burns through the illusion fast like fire eating up a sheet of paper and soon, the hall falls silent for a whole different reason.

Lucy's POV "Hold still, my queen," one of the maids cooed, pinning the final golden hairpiece into my curls. I tried to smile as the room buzzed around me, satin fabric rustling and perfume thick in the air. "You look radiant, Queen Luna," another maid said. I didn’t bother correcting her name slip. Lucy. My name is Lucy. As they backed away, their work done, they beamed at me with pride. To them, this was a fairytale. But I knew better. This was a story written in blood and regret.

The room was filled with excitement and anticipation as the girls tried on different outfits and experimented with makeup and hairstyles. The girls giggled and chatted, making the room a mess in the process with clothes strewn all over and makeup scattered on the dresser. As the girls were busy getting ready, Luci walked into the room in her usual manner of not knocking, surprising everyone with a zip-lock bag containing two squares of brownies. Her thick black hair was left in a free afro and adorned with tiny yellow butterfly clips that added a pop of color to her ensemble. She looked stunning in a light nude brown crop top that showed off her gold belly button piercing, paired with a low-

"Today, we have a mysterious guest with us, and this mysterious guest made a request to our robot, Lucy." As the host spoke, Lucy made a grand debut. Lucy was very realistic. It was a female figure, about 1.5 meters tall with long brown hair, wearing a blue and white uniform. Then, the host continued, "Let's see if Lucy can fulfill the mysterious guest's request!" Applause sounded from below the stage. Lucy's eyes swept across the stage, and then she stepped off the stage. All eyes were on Lucy as they wondered who the mysterious guest was, and what was his request.