Nezuko Rave Outfit Novels & Stories

My Friday night gig is not happening tonight, because it is Christmas Eve and they decided to close the Nightingale Cafe for the evening. Getting dressed I go festive with a red velvet button up shirt over a black fitted tee and these forest green skinny cords that Nova found for me with my Doc Marten boots and all my favorite jewelry. I even play with red lipstain, Fuck it! If anyone has a problem with a guy wearing make-up they can fuck off! *********

HALLOWEEN PARTY #Zara'S POV I had chosen to dress as Cinderella while Drake was my prince. Kate and Rose were the evil step-sisters, it was their idea not mine. Justin and Mark dressed up as Vampire and Robin hood. Charlotte was the evil stepmother and some teens came in as the seven dwarfs, they coordinated their outfits to fit what Amber was wearing as snow white, she had gotten the outfit from the mall a blue over-the-yellow dress with slightly puffy sleeves and a cape.

I could feel the void beginning to creep in and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold it off for long if I didn’t distract from it right now. The outfit Raziel had laid out for me was perfect for a vigil. A medium length black pencil dress with a slit up the right side. It had an asymmetrical neckline with cutoff sleeves. It was simple and would give off the right impression. Paired with the soft black flats that were on the ground by the end of the bed, it was perfect.

Zoe’s patience and understanding continued, determined to help me find an outfit. After going back and forth for a while, Zoe and I finally picked out a chic and classy outfit. The sleek black skirt flowed gracefully to my ankles, with a fancy ruffle adding a playful twist. It hugged my curves just right, giving a hint of charm without showing too much. I matched the skirt with an off-white top that flowed gracefully over me. Two lovely fabric flowers decorated the chest, giving a delicate touch to the outfit. It felt a bit dressy, but overall, it looked charming and elegant.

“Can I get the check? We’ll leave when my friend comes back.” It’s then that I see behind her back the door to the restroom open. At first, I don’t even identify the person coming out as Raven, but then I recognize the black backpack with the red stripes he carries on one shoulder. I gape at him, and the waitress turns to looks, too, following my gaze. I expected for his ‘special outfit’ to be something of a hard-rock kind, perhaps leather pants or black jacket with metallic spikes or something. Instead, he’s wearing a dress.

Rafe “Ahh, here she comes,” at Melanie’s words, my eyes darted through the crowd looking for Raven. It takes only a moment for the crowd to part, and there she is. I want to laugh, but I hold it in. Only Raven would wear the color of her namesake. White or pastel colors are traditional for mating ceremonies, like my white suit, but I chose to add a black tie in honor of my mate, which I’m pleased to see, goes well with her black lace dress and the white shawl she’s added.

"What are you wearing for the rite? I think Drusila must have picked out your dress already." I nod, wiping my hands on the napkin she handed me after licking them. Kyra made a face. I toss the dirty napkin on her face. She curses while I flash over to I and Zeke's wardrobe. I pull out a white dress that has long lace arms and a fish tail at the ankle. It's gorgeous. I figured it's best to stay bright on a day like this. "It's so pretty. I think the designer's creation is top-notch." "Drusila got it. Zeke paid as usual."

Jone Jackson POV "Look at this leather riding vest," Rebbie Hale says, her fingers smoothing down the tailored black hide as it hugs Jone’s broad, muscular shoulders. "I took off the heavy armor plating and extended the back train so it sweeps down your thighs like an elite warrior's tunic. Wearing it feels entirely different for this ceremony. It is the same basic ceremonial cut, but today, you actually look like a true royal omega mate."

KEENA Standing in the closet I finger through the clothes that are hanging on the "to wear when I am not around" side of the closet. Letting out a frustrated sigh I grab my cutest pair of black sweats. Looking down at the runes that now cover my forearms I know that I want to have them covered. I wrinkle my nose at all of the oversized sweatshirts and refuse to put them on. Grabbing a cropped sweatshirt from the other side of the closet and I slip it over my head. Jarek can't be too angry at my choice of clothing. I am covered except for a small bit of my stomach that is barely visible.

When they reached the pool house and changed, "Ok, we need to act like we belong here.' Zayne mind-linked Rafael. They even showered and thanked the Divine Goddess for finding an iron. Well, they really acted as if they belonged. Zayne was overjoyed about the opportunity to be at least able to iron, and when he saw his outfit, he'd eyed Rafael, a huge grateful smile plastered on his face. "I figured you would want to look good while you faced off with your Idol." Rafael shrugged. "Thanks, bud," Zayne got back to ironing his suave outfit. A timeless black, patterned midnight blue jacket with a matching blazer that looks like velvet. The flap is a smooth, silky black bow tie, white shirt with