Batman: Arkham Asylum Costume Novels & Stories

“Yes, boss.” “I am on my way.” Alessa ended the call and stood up. She walked to her table and she was about to open the drawer to pull out a gun when she heard her door opening. She hurriedly closed it and turned to the door to see Aiden. “Why are you dressed like Batman?” Aiden asked as he held the handle. “What do you want?” Alessa asked, sighing. “I was hungry,” he replied, raising the bag of chips he held.

ASHLEY By the time I was done dressing up, Arden was in the shower and it was a good thing because I was dead sure he wouldn't let me move an inch from this room because of what I was wearing. Not like it was bad, but the possessive beast in him will come out to play when he sees me in this outfit. It was a look I have always wanted to try with my casuals. I was clad in army green cargo pants with a black corset bralette that did so little in hiding my boobs. My cleavage was out in the open and the bralette stopped a few inches below my breasts.

She just simply wore her comfy clothing like her dark sneakers, black straight-cut jeans, and black polo that was making her reveal her sport race back bra. When she was done, she almost forgot that report that she has to do. Ashlyn began on typing over her computer about what just happened over the sudden attack they just encountered. She just type what she think and sensed over the sudden attack of the fallen rogues of their pack. Then she went downstairs, Vladimir was already done and he was wearing a pale red shirt, bloody coat, and black pants with crimson red topsider shoes. It was the clothes that once Alpha Jace wore when they were young and that was the only thing that Luna Serenity

"Your gown for tonight is... unconventional. I took the liberty of coordinating with the theme." I walked over to the trunk. Resting inside was a dress made of midnight-blue lace so fine it looked like woven smoke, layered over silk the color of a deep bruise. Beside it lay a mask carved from obsidian, shaped like a rising phoenix. It was beautiful, but as I touched the cold stone, it felt heavy. "What are you wearing?" I asked, looking at the second suit. Silas pulled a black velvet frock coat from the rack, paired with a silver wolf mask. "The wolf and the phoenix. Arthur would have loved the symbolism. The predator and the thing that refuses to stay dead."

“This is finally my opportunity to attend a costume party, I plan to look the best even in a mask.” * Time moves pretty slowly when you are looking forward to something but in this case, it flies. Before the duo knows it, it’s already 8pm, Saturday. Arthur walks in beside Bethany, tux tailored to perfection, his black and gold wolf mask only half hiding the wariness in his eyes. Bethany? She’s in a floor length gown the color of blood. Deep red. Off shoulder on both sides that her collarbone is uncovered. The cloth is sculpted to her frame like it was made specially for her.

The night breeze grew cooler, but Wendy's face flushed inexplicably. Last year, Asher's Batman costume had been incredibly sexy. Unfortunately, after he won the game that Saturday, she'd kept her promise and worn her cheongsam, but he hadn't put on the Batman suit again. Well, he was right—it would've come off anyway. But why had he made her lean against the wall without taking off her cheongsam? She made a mental note to have him make it up to her.

my dad chuckled, kissing his beautiful wife on the cheek. She gave him a pointed glare, "It's not like you saw it coming to so don't get too smart dear husband." Holding his hands up in a surrendering motion, my dad mumbled, "Okay, okay. Jeez, woman!" "If you two are done being weird can I get going. I don't want to be late," I placed the Batman mask over my head and awkwardly stared at them. I still couldn't believe that I would be attending the dance. Alina and I had picked out the costumes a few days ago and I cursed everything that walked the Earth when she managed to find a Batman costume in my size. The only good thing about the costume was that it had no color. Full black was somethin

I confessed truthfully and watched Blaze flashing his million-dollar smile to the people who were greeting him. Leaning towards my ear, he murmurs, “Me neither. I don’t even have any clue who that guy was, the one who was narrating my childhood earlier” This erupts a series of giggles out of me as he hides his grimace underneath his simple black mask. With his simple black mask covering the upper part of his face, he appeared like the dark knight to me. A really hot one if I may add. His perfectly tailored Kiton suit fit his body like a second skin. The white dress shirt that he wore clung over his body, show-casting the outer lining of his carved muscles that made me drool.

When the shirtless man grew closer, Gregg could see two large lightning bolt tattoos on each side of the man’s six-pack abdomen. Gregg could now see the dark figure. It was a man with white makeup on his face, along with what appeared to be black eyeshadow. The man had his pitch-black long hair tied up into a ponytail, and it looked like he had blood painted across his broad shoulders. The white makeup made the man look like Jared Leto’s Joker from the Snyder Cut Justice League. Gregg felt helpless while looking up at this shirtless, sweaty mass of raw muscle who was towering over him, holding a shiny long antique battle-ax in his left hand. Gregg recognized the man’s face through the white

As if my body could already recognize his presence, and was no longer surprised to notice that he was in the same room. Next to the two men, Flynn Ashton appeared, wearing a totally black costume and a mask of the same color, which highlighted the blond hair that was very well combed and stuck in a loose bun. He looked even more ridiculously attractive inside a suit, and looked even taller with the elegant and glossy shoes. The light eyes did not go from one face to the other, he simply looked at me as soon as he entered the room, and sketched no reaction.