Paper Wig Cosplay Novels & Stories

she added under her breath resisting the urge to tug on the top. “Honey,” Peter smirked. “There is an entire roll of tape connecting you to the top, and if something does pop free, that is why you are wearing pasties. No nip-slips happening here, I assure you. I am a total professional at avoiding controversial photo ops unless they are pre-booked.” “I love the wig,” she pouted at the mirror. The make-up artist had applied so much contouring and highlighting that she barely recognised herself. The wig was gorgeous, though, a rainbow of colours in pastels under a layer of platinum blonde.

Zara bent down, her hair falling forward as she whispered, “Remember, we’re using the wig to keep you hidden, just in case someone recognizes you. Don’t draw too much attention, alright?” I nodded, understanding the importance of blending in. The makeup artist started fixing me up, placing a shiny blue wig on my head. I was shocked by how cool it looked! “Wow, this is amazing!” I said, touching the wig. “I look like a superhero!” The artist grinned at me. “Exactly! You’ll be the talk of the set today!” ---

The uniform was a short cheerleading costume, the team colors a bright mix of blue and gold. It fit snugly, the pleated skirt barely brushing mid-thigh. Beatrix had put a wig cap on me and secured a long red wig, already styled into high pigtails. It was uncanny—I looked like I did when I was reborn, like before I cut my hair in this life. That long, androgynous look I used to have. "I hate it," I said flatly. Honey grinned. "You pull it off really well. And you didn't mess your makeup up!"

"Just wait, give me a second, you know we're going for the smoky makeup so this might take some time." "Yeah, right it already passed a second." "I promise I'm almost done, just a little bit here and there, and voila, oh wait, there is the finishing touch" She brought out a pair of blue contact lenses and a blonde-colored wig with bangs. "I can understand what the lenses are for, but not the wig." "Ha..." Rebekah chuckled." it just goes with the concept you know, and besides, I hear that men are into blondes these days"

I said that because I knew that was going to be his next words. “The hockey team is the eagle team of our Pack, they represent us everywhere, and it’s not that easy.” I pouted dejectedly. “…but I trust you, princess.” “And that’s why I’m going to transform your look completely to Kaius.” I smiled brightly. “Thank you.” I turned and faced the mirror, I felt his brush on my face, hiding some of my freckles, he cut some strands off my hair. He made a wig, just like Kaius’s flattened hair, and I put them on, took off my earrings and necklace, glad Kaius had a piercing in his ears too.

The white towel which is hung around the waist makes him looks hotter. As he walk from mirror towards his wardrobe as he selected a white hoodie with black jeans. And with that he get ready and walk out of the room. "Chiean ge where are you going?" asked Xiaoping. The owner of the name turn and look at the guy who just called him. Xiaoping a.k.a. 'Fatty' is a chubby guy with a cute personality but don't go on his cute personality if you watch him playing game you will be scared as he is dangerous to his enemies.

I rasp. He touches my cheek. "It is you." He gathers me in his arms. "What are you doing here?" Before I have a chance to melt into him, he pulls away and studies my wig. "What's on your head?" He looks at Ethan and Colt, who have released their attackers. The jerks stare at me and Alessandro in total befuddlement, like they're not sure if they should continue fighting us or run off. "You're all in disguise?" Alessandro says in disbelief. His lips lifting in a small smile, he reaches for the wig. "You look ridiculous." He yanks it off my head. It gets caught in my hair and frees it from its binding, sending my hair cascading down my shoulders. "Holy shit," one of the guys says. "She's a girl

Vivian smiled and went into another room,, "Tada!" She came back in with two wigs styled just like a boy would do "Wow,,I specially love that one." Jisoo pointed at one of the wigs "How about you Rose?" "I love it too" She muttered with a smile "Don't be nervous,,it's never going to fall off unless you probably get into a fight which involve pulling of hair,,,you're a guy anyway,,guys wouldn't grab your hair when fighting" Vivian grinned "I will be careful" Rose said

I murmured. Seeing the open sign flipped over at the entrance, I quickened my pace to the coffee shop. Once inside, I asked for the restroom and went in to clean myself up quickly. Looking at my reflection, I practiced smiling without showing my fangs and grinned slightly at mastering it. Going to the counter, I ordered a small black coffee and thanked the worker with a perfect grin. Taking a seat, I watched the road outside as I drank. "Shame you don't know what those two were driving,” my wolf huffed as I tied my hair up into a messy bun. Hearing a speeding car, I asked the worker if there was a rear exit and got up when she nodded.

" You're ready, princess?" " Yeah, sure." I reply as she locks her arms with mine as we leave. ••••• I stare at my reflection in the mirror and run my fingers down the wig. I don't know why I chose red. Alexa says whoever we're impersonating is a redhead and she's supposed to be stripping at Vladimir's strip club tomorrow. I run a little comb down the bangs that sits on my forehead. I drop the comb and brush the wig. Alexa walks into my room and stands next to me as she stares at her reflection. She wears a grey colored bob wig with extra heavy makeup. Her eyes are black and I hate to admit it she looks a little different with her red lipstick and blue lens.