Fandom x Reader OTP Challenge

Day 7: Cosplaying - Charlie Bradbury

Day 7: Cosplaying – Charlie Bradbury
For Shri Quinn
A/N: The costumes I chose were what my friend and I were supposed to do for Comic Con but we ended up not going.
Anyone want to help with Dean, Clint, Tony, or Maria?

You adjusted the large jester had that wrapped around your head. The front of the hat went straight across your forehead, a couple of inches above your eyebrows. The sides came down in front of your ears, and the fabric covered the entire back of your head, leaving only your face visible. Your neck was covered by a white neckpiece that extended a couple of inches and had small white puff balls at the end. Your body was clad in a skin-tight spandex suit with alternating black and red patches. The colors crossed over your ribs; your right arm, right half of your chest, and left leg were black with small red diamonds on your shoulder and thigh, and your left arm, left half of your chest, and right leg were red with small black diamonds on your shoulder and thigh. The right side of your headpiece was red while the left was black, and small white puff balls were attached to the ends of each side. A strapless black eye mask covered around your eyes and across your nose, and your lips were painted black. Your shoes were two different colors, one black and one red, just like your gloves.
Charlie sauntered into the bathroom where you were double-checking all the details of your costume and grinned. "You look great, babe."
You turned to look at her, looking her up and down in her own costume, and returned the grin. "So do you."
Her long red locks were curled at the ends and a thin, green, wiry tiara adorned with leaves sat atop her head. She wore a corseted body suit that was emerald green and covered in fake leaves, giving it a scaly appearance. Under that she wore lacy green tights with green gloves on her hands. Thin green wire wrapped elegantly around her arms and her feet were covered by dark green boots. Sparkly green eye shadow surrounded her eyes, extending into soft points at the sides of her face. She wore long fake eyelashes which were also a sparkly green, and her lips were painted red
"This year is going to be the best," she said, resting her hands on your hips.
You placed your hands on her shoulders, a small pout on your lips because you couldn't kiss her after putting on your makeup. "It definitely is."

When you got to the convention, people immediately reacted to your costumes. Cries of "Poison ivy!" and "Harley Quinn!" rang out through the lobby as you stood in line for your badges. As the line moved slower than a slug, you had time to pose for photos. You knew your costume duo would be a big hit, especially with how much time and effort was put into them.
You proudly suspended your badge from your neck when you got them. Yours said "Harley Quinn" while Charlie's said "Poison Ivy." Having already gotten your room key, you headed out to the car to retrieve your bags and then head up to your room.
It was on the fourth floor which was far enough away from all the room parties and convention activities that you would be able to relax should you need it. You deposited your bags and looked over the weekend program before heading back out into the mass. You posed for more pictures along the way, mostly for children and long-time comic book fans. You even saw a man dressed as the Joker, so you posed with him as well.
Your first order of business was an iZombie panel. It had become yours and Charlie's favorite show after watching on a whim on Netflix. It was half the reason you wanted to go to Comic Con, besides the fun of the convention itself.
You and Charlie sat close to the front, having gotten to the panel early. It soon filled with people, and it made you happy to know the show had so many fans. You pulled out your phone and opened the camera, setting it to "Video" before raising it so the lens could catch the beautiful people sitting at the panel table.

After the panel, you and Charlie decided you were hungry. You grabbed your wallet from the room and made sure your phone and room key were on your person before heading out of the hotel. There was a diner across the road from the hotel, and though it was the closest eating establishment to the convention, it wasn't very busy. You and Charlie headed across the road and inside, expecting the simultaneous turning heads as you walked in. The hostess grinned at you as she led you to a table in the back. You ordered drinks, a soda for her and a (f/drink) for you, before turning back to each other.
"I'm so excited," she beamed, reaching across the table to hold your hand. You squeezed her gloved fingers in your own, returning the smile.
"That panel was awesome," you stated as your drinks arrived. You then ordered your meals, your hands remaining attached.
You noticed the smudge of black lipstick on your sandwich when you pulled it away from your mouth. You let out a giggle and looked up at Charlie to see her lipstick was smudged as well. "We'll have to fix our makeup after dinner," you commented.
She nodded with a chuckle, setting her food back on the plate. She then leaned forward, tilting her head slightly. You tilted your head in return, leaning forward and pressing your lips to hers. Black mingled with red and you knew there would be multi-colored smudges on both your lips after, but you didn't care.
You pulled back to finish your food, downing the rest of your drink. When you were both one, you left money on the table including a tip before standing and walking out.
More stares and noises of awe surrounded you as you headed back to the hotel. You laced your fingers with Charlie's, a grin on both your lips, ready to wow the rest of the convention goers.