Timmy Turner And Trixie Costume Novels & Stories

"This pink would look great on you." The fabric is fitted, sequins designed to have eyeson every aspect of my body, exposing my flesh to the hounds. I didn't like the idea, nor do I like the pink. Of course the wolf girl assumes I'm interested in whatever 'costume' I'll have to wear in the morning, like I actually care about this forced marriage. "Maybe yellow? I think the lemon yellow will suit you perfectly!" Triss gushes, holding yet another shred of fabric against my exposed bra.

"No matter how many times I say it, you can't compare to him! Unless you kill me. No, even if you kill me. . . I still love him. As long as I'm not dead, I'll get what I want. There's someone like you who would do anything to achieve your goal, You're my role model, what else can't I do?" Safire's gentle voice came from outside the door, "Tim, Yos, why haven't you come out yet? The milk is cold." Timmy opened the door and his expression was the same as when he first came. He smiled and apologized, "Second Aunt, I'm sorry. I accidentally bumped into a vase in Yosie's room and wet my pants. I dried my pants with a hairdryer, so I came out late." "Why didn't you tell me? I can find a pair of pa

I never imagined my love story would turn into a fairytale, but at the moment, it seems like I want to be Cinderella. I bite down my lip. My emotions were mixed until my eyes filled with tears. “Oh! Don’t cry. Your makeup will be ruined!” Trixie warned me. I blew out a deep breath after facing her. “Thank you, Trix!” She only gave me a nod and glanced down at her wristwatch. “It’s time!” said Trixie. She did a few more checks on my hair before she opened the door for me. I exited the suite as she supported my long gown at the back.

Topping it off were a pair of ridiculously impractical heels and a long, blonde wig. "I'm Lacey Miller, Burling College Journalism Major." Tim said with his own dramatic flourish and in his own imitation of Lacey's voice "And if y'all didn't know, I drink like a sailor and take my friend Tim's basketball uniform, which his coach made him pay to replace, to try to win the costume party." "You're the worst person ever." Lacey fumed "I pretend that I just dress casual but I secretly love it when I turn heads so I wear tight and revealing clothes, even to early morning class." Tim continued

“Dear sweet couples, Pollyie had already sewn your costumes for the dance night. You may tell Pollyie if your costumes do not fit ahead of time.” ---~~~--- When they got home, they saw a big box delivered at the front door. Bobby brought it inside while Tiffie took the cutter. Excitement went through her veins. Quickly, she slid the cutter at every side of the box to cut the transparent tape. Carefully, Bobby opened the left side of the box. They rubbed their eyes out after they saw their costumes. It has a black Venus-cut dress decorated with little diamonds. The red curly frills were attached to the edge of the dress. Bobby took the V-neck white Long-sleeves and black slacks. Then, he glim

"I know I know it's terrible too, but this one's different, it's just an award dinner and that's it, you just have to come as my bodyguard, I'll collect them and leave " "I thought Timothy does all that stuff for you?". "Yes he does but he's having a staycation with his girlfriend and has refused by all means to go", he said. I groaned again. "But wait that'll mean we'll have to go back home cuz I don't have any clothes for that ",I stated. " Oh it's okay I've got a couple of them inside ". "You want me to wear your clothes?", I asked. "Of course it'll look cute on you, we'll just look for anything that's slightly bigger than me", he said dragging me inside.

It was a mix of bittersweet nostalgia and joy, with the people who loved Travis coming together to celebrate his life. At the table were Tamara and her husband, Jackson. Tamara was dressed as Madea, and her husband, Jackson, was wearing the signature attire of Professor Klump. They sat close, laughing and reminiscing with the others. Sade looked every bit the supermodel she was a voluptuous Wonder Woman in costume with her signature strut, turning heads as usual. Star, on the other hand, was channeling her inner Storm from X-Men, a fierce and striking presence at the table. Sade leaned in, teasing Star about her costume, but Star just gave her a playful look, her white wig flowing dramatical

"I know I know it's terrible too, but this one's different, it's just an award dinner and that's it, you just have to come as my bodyguard, I'll collect them and leave " "I thought Timothy does all that stuff for you?". "Yes he does but he's having a staycation with his girlfriend and has refused by all means to go", he said. I groaned again. "But wait that'll mean we'll have to go back home cuz I don't have any clothes for that ",I stated. " Oh it's okay I've got a couple of them inside ". "You want me to wear your clothes?", I asked. "Of course it'll look cute on you, we'll just look for anything that's slightly bigger than me", he said dragging me inside.

Still, seeing my grandmother sitting in the front row brings me a small sense of relief. When I lift my eyes, I see the faces that have become my new family. Timmy, with his protective air and crooked smile, wears a deep blue suit that reflects his boldness and style. Midnight, or Huxley, as I call him now, carries his aura of mystery in a burgundy suit, sober and imposing. Gutemberg, the Ghost, who is no longer quite so ghostly, is in a lead-gray suit, flawless as the rich boy he’s always been. Vincent, leaning casually, seemingly indifferent but attentive to every detail, wears absolute black, elegant and commanding. They’re all here, each occupying a unique and non-negotiable space in my

CALEB’S POV. “Wait. What happened to the other costume?” Tim asks, squinting his eyes. I take a step back so he can see it properly. A sheer, black lace long-sleeve shirt with a delicate floral pattern, almost spiderweb-like in the way it clings to me. I’ve got nothing underneath— just bare skin. Vanya hated the other costume said I looked too basic and then went ahead raid Tony’s closet like a raccoon on Red Bull. So I guess the other costume is a waste of money.