Romans & histoires Harley Quinn Costume Batman Arkham City

Ryan had his reservations about putting it on, until the wardrobe head assured us that all the costumes were new, only then did he concede. We were led to different dressing rooms. The tips of my hair was dyed red at my request and packed up in two ponytails. My face was contoured with heavy make-up and with every step I began to look more like a Harlequin. The outfit was put on and I was given the bat. When I came out, Ryan was waiting and he looked like the best joker I have ever seen. No matter if people think I am just saying that because he's my boyfriend, I don't care.

Mason got to his feet, helping Harley up with him. She frowned as the wound on her head began to throb, but forced herself to ignore it as she gathered up her best weapons and changed into attire suitable for battle; a black vest top with a belt that could hold many weapons, and black leggings that had hidden compartments for smaller weapons, and boots on her feet that hid slender knives at the side of the treads. He gave a wry smile as she reappeared from her bedroom, trying his best to believe that the night wouldn't end in a bloodbath. She didn't return the smile, and reached for the door handle, surprised when he reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her away from the door.

She looks around, searching for a familiar face. "Yes, Max and Tatiana are dressed as the Bella twins and Ashley is Harley Quinn." I roll my eyes as I say it. Ashley was so determined to dress up as superhero or whatever and after I said no to spiderman and superman, we both compromised and eventually decided on Harley Quinn. "Okay, I'm going to go find them." She kisses me cheek before she's off to find our other friends. Wow, that costume is working wonders because Kristen is never carefree. Good, all my friends are here. Everyone is having a blast, eating and indulging in underage drinking.

I felt so exposed. "Come on Via, let me see" I finally open the curtain and step out. I do a 360 and she shakes her head. "Your dad will kill me if I let you go out in this" She covers my chest area "Who makes these costumes? Seriously." She points at the Harley Quinn costume. "Try on that one next. I have high hopes for it." I nod and walk back into the dressing room. I slowly get out of the nurses costume and change into the Harley Quinn one.

But who am I to chuck tradition. We’re all wearing our swim gear. I’m wearing a white string bikini under my blue jeans and sheer tunic. Juliet is wearing a red Harley Quinn bikini and some black ripped cut-off shorts. Juliet is a huge fan of Batman and DC Comics. Every year she drags us to Comic-Con and makes us dress like superheroes. It’s surprisingly fun.

Her hard nipples pressed against a tight crop top that read Daddy’s Lil Monster. Harley Quinn! She’d dressed as the hottest comic book villain imaginable. My ultimate fantasy brought to life. How could she know? Mac reached up and tweaked a nipple through the thin fabric. My cock nearly exploded. The call ended abruptly. "My nerd followers always go wild for Harley," Mac giggled in my ear. "Maybe next time I’ll wear my Wonder Woman costume. Imagine me towering over you in those boots, commanding you to fuck my ankles." She laughed, taunting me. "Not that it’ll matter. You’re going to lose today, Squirt."

I eventually realized I needed a pair of glasses to look more like Clark Kent himself. “Hot damn! You look so freaking hot, Jordi. What the ef.” Nikki whistled the moment I met them downstairs. Nikki was obviously Harley Quinn which I find a very horrible idea because I’m a hundred percent sure there will be five other Harley Quinn’s in that party. She looked very sexy though, she’s probably going to be the sexiest Harley Quinn and in for it. Jane on the other hand decided to be fucking Annabelle, a very eccentric choice for her and she even got her make up on point. “Jane? What the hell? I thought you were going to be Belle?” I asked.

Her keen senses picked up the faint tremor of explosions, the muffled cries of battle, and the unmistakable scent of fresh blood. Her chest tightened. She wasn't late. She couldn't be. Not when they needed her the most. The Citadel Manor seems so near, but it's still out of her reach. Back in Citadel Manor… After the Golems clear the dungeons and the Omegas chamber, the Headmaster, together with Jacques, emerges from the depths of the catacombs. The Headmaster wore black modern old Victorian armor. His armor was laced with wolfsbane and reinforced with silver panels. His mask bore a resemblance to a falcon. As if he was mimicking the god of execution—Shezmu.

So many that makes the room seem so colourful and lively. Tara is dressed as the babysitter killer queen, Raya is dressed as, well, Raya in the Raya and the last dragon movie, Ella as Cinderella, Ashley is dressed as Tinkerbell, Darlene is dressed as Batman even though she argues that no character is limited to their gender and makes everyone laugh, Holly is dressed in all black, even down to a black mask, no idea what movie character that is but she claims she's seen it in a movie she watched a long time ago, Harry is dressed like spiderman, Tanya dressed as a Prom queen teases him about being childish but he just rolls his eyes at her.