Batman: Arkham Asylum Costume Novels & Stories

His golden orbs had dilated in lust and he held the groan back by biting his lower lip, Arcadia would be his eventually. After the good sweat, Asher returned to his room to get into fresh clothes, he was wearing all black and he slid his mask so no one would be able to see his face. His attire exposed his arms while his torso was protected and so as his lower region. He adjusts his mask to make sure it fitted properly. "You're such a handsome man." He compliments himself as he stared in his mirror, he shares his room with three of his fellow comrades but he believed they had gotten ready and we're already at the celebration. He ruffles his black hair and winks at himself, laughing at his sil

Once, the darkness teased him while they were strolling in Taguig, told him that he had a ‘type’, making it seem like all the men he chose – and even the women he looked at – looks exactly like ‘him’. The same fluffy blackish-brown hair, the same soft pleading eyes, and the same rounded cheeks. That was awfully unfair. That wasn’t the darkness’ fault. The darkness only looked the way it did because he had given it that shape. He chose what he wanted to see, and he wanted to always see a shape of ‘him’. ‘Do you remember,’ he asked, ‘when only you were just darkness and shadows?’ ‘Jett,’ he chuckled as he replied in a deep voice, ‘I am the night. I am batman.’

It was midday already. The day was bright and the weather clear; a cool breeze blew through the trees and made the air feel soft. It was time. “Axton," I called as I stood up. “Let's go." “Are you certain about this?" He asked. I nodded slowly, staring into the distance. “I am." He fell quiet for a moment, then sighed. “Alright, I'll give you space to change." He headed out. I slipped off my casual clothes I had on and put on the official Aries garment, which contained a three-piece of black leathered trousers, a buttoned jacket, and a hooded cloak. I pulled on gloves and the black boots Axton had given me, then stepped out.

The brothers had said they would meet them at the party. Tom was dressed as the Mad Hatter. The costume was rather clever and fun. Tom wore a white broadcloth with a collar with a black ascot around the collar. The vest was orange and brown print corduroy and lined with orange satin. He had a green, velvet jacket with cuffs and large lapels. The green plaid twill pants and the huge foam velvet top hat really pulled it together. Not wanting to distract from everything else, Ava convinced him to wear black dress shoes with it. He hadn’t wanted to at first because he saved his dress shoes for special occasions – like weddings and funerals. Ava assumed this was his father’s influence. But she co

As he applied a fresh dressing, he couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude that the injury was not more severe. Once satisfied with the bandage, Ashier turned his attention to his attire for the day. He selected a regal ensemble befitting his status as the pack's leader. The clothes were made of rich, deep blue fabric with intricate golden embroidery along the edges. The royal crest adorned the buttons of his coat, symbolizing his authority and lineage. His trousers were tailored to perfection, allowing for both comfort and elegance. Completing the look was a silver wolf pendant, a symbol of his pack's strength and unity, hanging from a chain around his neck.

Edward seemed not to notice the angry looks of the bodyguards, and calmly ordered: "Find the size you can wear and change into these clothes." Bodyguards: ... They looked down at the box. This was simply prepared for a large ball. There were Captain America, Spiderman, Batman, and even Elvis' classic stage costumes. It was so late, they didn't want to fool around with Edward. "Mr. Martel..." The captain resisted the urge to beat up Edward and took a deep breath: "You can't not..." "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to save Sasha, put on these clothes immediately and go back with me!"

I teased, running my fingers lightly down his chest. His eyes burned with golden heat. "Then what a way to go." I rolled my eyes but couldn’t hide the slight blush creeping up my cheeks. Damn him for knowing exactly how to get under my skin. I turned back to the mirror and held the dress up against me. The way the midnight-blue fabric shimmered in the light sent a rush of excitement through me. I wasn’t just going to walk into that party. I was going to own it. "Let’s check out," I said, and the sales associate nodded quickly, gathering the gown and matching accessories. Ashton, meanwhile, grabbed a tailored black suit and a sleek black mask for himself...perfect for the devilish look he alw

Those amber eyes come into my vision and I unconsciously smile but when suddenly that smirk starts to appear in my vision, I quickly open my eyes. I gasp the moment his evil face comes into my mind. There is an innocence in his eyes but a true presence of evilness in his diabolical smirk. I shake my head and randomly take out a dress. I found mine and his clothes kept in the same closet. This is quite surprising, because this sign is as if it has a similar place for me in his life as well. I am wearing a green Batwing sleeve cardigan with a white warm wide pants. Drying my hair and then caging them into a loose bun, I come down.

She held up a Cleopatra costume, the gold and turquoise accents catching the light as she twirled the hanger in her hand. “I’m going for queen vibes tonight,” she said with a smirk. “I mean, it’s Alex’s birthday, but that doesn’t mean I can’t look fabulous too.” I rolled my eyes playfully. “Of course, you wouldn’t miss an opportunity to be the queen.” She grinned at me, completely unbothered and honestly, she was going to look stunning as Cleopatra. I turned back to the racks, browsing for myself. My fingers brushed over a few options—superheroes, movie characters, a few random animal costumes—before my eyes landed on a Batwoman outfit. Black leather, sleek and powerful, with the iconic bat

Where is he? Brooke has dressed up as a cowgirl and she teamed Calvin up as a cowboy, she has gone the whole nine yards and I must admit they look good. Ashley has come as Batman and Jack as Robin, seems quite fitting really doesn't it. Katie has come as a fairy and the girl looks good, I can see she's feeling shy but she has no reason to, I wish she could see how beautiful she is, inside and out.