Easy Drawings Harley Quinn Novels & Stories

He’s been my little wingman through all of this. I scan the crowd again and spot the red and black. Of course Alice is Harley Quinn. I smile to myself as I walk over and look her up and down. She’s got on the classic Harley costume. Not the new one from Suicide Squad, but the black and red jester outfit that hugs her lush full curves in all the right places and makes my mouth water. Her hair is down, and the dark curls frame her face. She’s not wearing her glasses, and her eye makeup is heavy. She looks like a nerd's wet dream, and I’m having a hard time walking a straight line to her.

The smaller person also has dark-colored hair and a green body. There’s a red line between the two people. Jenny’s fingers touched the edge of the stone steps. Her nails scraped against the stone, producing a “scritch” sound. She turned her gaze away from the drawing paper and looked at Olivia’s face. Olivia is using pink crayons to draw something in the lower right corner of the paper. Her wrist is very agile; the crayon draws an arc across the paper, then pauses. She changes the direction and draws another arc. The two arcs intersect, forming the outline of a butterfly.

Hawk pulled up a nearby chair, sitting beside him like they were co-conspirators in some unspoken plan. As the pencil scratched against paper, the atmosphere began to shift. "Add the scars," Hawk said after a moment, pointing at the rough outline Quill had begun. "Right here, across the shoulder. Just like his wolf. Make them stand out. Make the wolf start to appear from that spot." Quill paused, looking up at Hawk briefly before nodding. "Good idea." He made a few quick strokes, refining the lines. "If we're doing this, we're doing it right."

Hayden I looked at my warriors holding back Leo as he continued to growl at me. I searched for my pockets so as to find a pen or a marker, just something that would allow me to draw. “Guys, I want to try something. Just hold him still and I will try drawing the rune Madeleine had shown all of us back in the office.” Al of them looked at me in confusion. “Draw that rune? Why??” Charlie asked and I searched for my pockets to find a pen. Luckily, Raine had one and she quickly threw it at me.

The conversation was light and friendly as I stepped around to her side of the table. Harley looked up at me. Her blue eyes, normally bright and almost aquamarine in the day, were like sapphires at night. Her tanned skin was covered in swirling dark tattoos and her lips were dark red. “Charlie!” Harley got to her feet and threw her arms around my shoulders. She gave me a tight squeeze before stepping back and looking me over. “You look hot as hell tonight, girl. You come straight from work?” I put my helmet down on the table and nodded. “You know it. Need some help?”

she switched her black crayon to a yellow one. "Oh, what do we have here? Can I take a look?" Ruth said, diverting Gianna's paper to her, "Wonderful! You did this?" Gianna nodded. "So here is your beautiful mummy, I presume," she pointed out a not-so-straight stick drawing representing a woman with red hair and an ear-to-ear smile drawn in red crayon, which no doubt represented her mother's signature garnished lips. "And this is you, right?" Ruth acknowledged an almost similar version of the first drawing, except it looked small, had a black yarn-like excuse of a ponytail above her head, and no red represented ear-to-ear smile. "Yeah."

She thought of the bagel she was supposed to eat and groaned the third time. "The pain would go soon" the girl reassured her "My...glasses" Maddie croaked and the girl handed it to her. Maddie put on her glasses, then took a good look at the girl perched on the edge of her bed. She was smallish in stature, her long, blonde hair packed into pigtails. She wore so much eyeliner that her eyes stood out vividly, and looked so washed out she was like a bleached-white piece of cloth. Her eyes gave off a kaleidoscopic feeling as they kept changing colors, from grey to hazel to a deep brown and back to grey. Staring into those eyes gave Maddie vertigo. The girl was so small that for the first time in

Harley says, wiping his tears. "It's okay, bubba." I say, kissing his head and smoothing his hair down. He opens the piece of paper and smiles when he sees a drawing of two stick figures, one being small and one being big, the small one being Kai and the big one being Xavier. There's a heart in the middle and it's colored in and outside the lines and- awww, she wrote her name at the bottom. "It's beautiful, baby. Thank you." Xavier says, kissing her cheek.

I asked, crouching down to their height and resting my hands gently on their shoulders. “Great!” Harriet exclaimed, her brunette pigtails bouncing. She held up a crumpled drawing of a T-Rex, the bright colors spilling over the edges of the paper. I gave her a thumbs up and she giggled, her chubby cheeks bunching up. I took their little hands in mine and we walked side by side. As we left the busy school grounds, the sounds of children playing faded behind us. I felt the warm afternoon sun on my back as we walked to the parking lot.

I said gently, wrapping my finger. She giggled. “No, he is! He gave me this crayon box. Ask Jimmy if you don’t believe me.” She showed me her drawing: five figures. “That’s you in pink, Daddy in black, me in yellow, Jimmy in blue... and—” “And who’s this one in red?” I asked. “Why are there horns? Is that blood, Luna?” Before she could answer, Elane walked in. Luna quickly hid the sketchpad behind her back.