shequinn ; harley quinn & stephanie brown ; 💖 for a starter
PERHAPS IT WAS THE NERVES. she recently told Tim about the pregnancy and while she had promised to stay home and lay low about crime fighting, she just couldn’t, considering she needed air, she needed to think. and it’s not like the baby bump was that big yet, she could still move, the suit still fitted her, no one had to know. though now that she saw herself in the ground, her cape no longer covering her sides, she could see it there; a bump, a swollen stomach and a sign of her teenage hormones and one bad guy with apparently magical abilities. she groans in pain at the sight before her.
fighting harley quinn isn’t something out of the ordinary but apparently, she has been distracted by recent events. “hold up, princess, this isn’t a fair fight, i’m unharmed.” she quips as she stands up again, now a protective hand over her belly even if she doesn’t notice the gesture at first, hands smoothing down the sides of her suit. “i had something bad too eat, not fair, quinn.” and she does feel her stomach aching. morning sickness? or is it too soon? she needs to inform herself more on the matter, god. GOD, THAT SMALL, WHAT IS IT? suddenly her mask is smothering her and she removes the mask just slightly as if that would soothe her.