Avengers Imagines

Zodiac Signs -- Avengers

Warnings: small stucky side ship, maybe some language ???

Description: steve, tony and bucky go a little astrology crazy thanks to you

Word count: 1453

A/N: i did some research (not a whole lot, but a bit) for this imagine so if i got anything wrong, i apologize! i picked parts that would best fit the characters in the imagine. if one of them insults a sign in here it's because they're insulting each other, not the actual zodiac sign. 

also, why do i lowkey ship stuckony now ???

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"They just make so much sense!" You stare in awe at your computer, bouncing between different websites and Instagram pages excitedly.

Lately you had been obsessed with your zodiac sign, attributing all of your problems and good fortune to it. You swear by them. Sure, maybe not all of the traits of your zodiac sign match with you completely, but a lot of them are too spot on to be a coincidence.

"What does?" Bucky walks in with Steve close behind him, a confused frown on his face.

"My zodiac sign," you roll your eyes at his obliviousness, turning back to your computer dramatically.

"Excuse me, zodiac what?" Steve asks innocently, him and Bucky trying to look at your screen from behind your shoulders.

"You've got to be kidding me?" You look between the two of them with a disbelieving smirk on your lips. "Mr. I-was-born-on-4th-of-July doesn't even know that he's a Cancer?"

"I know Steve's annoying, Y/N, but calling him a cancer is a little much," Bucky smirks at his blonde best friend making you erupt in a fit of giggles.

"I am not a cancer," Steve pouts, puppy-dog eyes in full play as they each sit on either side of you.

"Awh, of course you are, sweetie," you coo, patting Steve's head like a child. "Anyone born in between June 21st and July 22nd is."

Now they both just look completely lost which you find rather amusing. With a sigh, you motion to your computer screen where you pull up the Cancer zodiac sign.

"Okay, boys. Basically all you need to know is that your zodiac sign is based on your birthday and is dictated by the stars, planets and fate," you state like some sort of expert, which you definitely aren't. "They are freakishly accurate, too."

"You're trying to tell us that stars and signs determine our fate?" Bucky scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest stubbornly. "You expect us to believe that?"

"I'm a Gemini," a new voice announces as they strut into the room, a smirk attached to their lips. "Not sure what it means, but I'm a Gemini."

"You would be a Gemini, Tony," you laugh, typing away on your laptop.

"Wait," Bucky frowns, his stubborn composure slowly melting away.

"It's okay, Buck," you smile, patting his arm affectionately. "I didn't skip you. You're a Pisces."

"What do you mean 'I would be a Gemini'?" Tony huffs, picking up on your amusement instantly.

"Uhm, we were talking about me being a Cancer," Steve interjects making Tony scoff.

"Oh, you're a cancer alright."

"Children, enough!" You stop their bickering as you raise your voice. "We will get to each one of you, but I have to warn you that deep truths might be revealed."

"Yeah, right," Tony rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, Y/N, you're taking this pretty seriously," Bucky agrees which makes you smirk.