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The girls of TBBT as The Avengers ❤️ 

With the Comic-Con episode coming tomorrow, I thought about how cool will be if the girls surprise the guys with a matching costume about some sci-fi movie or comic that they love. I combined here two of my favourites things, The Avengers and the big bang theory.

Bernadette of course is the enraged Hulk, Penny the powerful Thor and Amy the smart and funny Iron Man! I hope you like it! 💜💜


Me after seeing Civil War.


M A R V E L     V S     C A P C O M     I N F I N I T E

CAPCOM: Megaman X     Ryu     Morrigan
MARVEL: Iron Man     Captain Marvel     Captain America

“You are the Light of My Life” - Bucky Barnes x (f)Reader

Word Count: 1983

Request:  Can I get a happy fluffy one for Bucky please? I think he deserves a happy ending. Maybe even one with angst because he/the reader thinks they’re cheating when they aren’t and it’s all cute/fluffy in the end? Thanks

Warnings: fluff, flirtation (lol), insecure reader, slight angst(?), HAPPY ENDING

Author’s Note: I struggle with writing for Bucky, even though I love him and seb very… very much. So, if y’all have any tips or something you think I can improve on, please let me know! Also, let me know if you like it! Feedback is appreciated :)

“Hi! Give me one sec and I’ll take your order,” you said while looking over your shoulder to greet a customer. Being stuck on dish duty and managing the cash register was not easy, and you definitely expected to get a raise after this. Today was a busy day at Starbucks, and most of your coworkers decided to go out and party, which left you and your best friend to do all of the work. Finishing up with the dishes, you quickly wiped your hands on your apron and pushed back the strands of hair that were dangling in front of your face. “Alright, what can I get started for ya-”

“I’ll take a venti water and a date to Tony Stark’s lavish party this weekend,” the man ordered, watching as you grabbed a plastic cup. You pressed the tip of the black sharpie on the cup, but stopped, realizing what the man had said at the end of his sentence. Your eyes flickered up to the man; you had been so distracted that you didn’t realize your boyfriend, James Buchanan Barnes, had been standing in front of you with a huge grin on his face.  "Hey, doll.“

You smiled, “Hey, there handsome. What are you doing here?”

“Searching for a date to Tony’s party that I happened to get invited to.”

“Wow,” you acted shocked, placing your hands on the side of your face, “that’s weird.”

“Tell me about it,” Bucky chuckled. “Anyways, I thought I should bring this really gorgeous girl that I’ve been dating for the past few weeks,” Bucky said, walking with you on the other side of the counter as you started to fill his cup up with some ice.

“Oh, yeah?” You cocked an eyebrow, filling the cup with water.

“Yeah.” Bucky puckered his lips, slowly licking them before giving a small smirk.

“And what makes you think she’ll say yes?” you challenged, sliding the cup across the counter.

“I can be pretty convincing,” Bucky winked, taking a sip of his water. You were about to respond with a witty remark but were brought back to reality by the sound of an angry customer.

“Hey, young lady! You finished flirtin’ over there?” an older man yelled, waving his hands to get your attention.

You gave an apologetic look and told the customer you’d be right over. “Look,” you turned back to Bucky, “I gotta get workin’ or else I might not earn that raise I’m planning on getting.”

Bucky smiled, “Will you come to the party?”

You rolled your eyes and sighed, “What day?”


“Alright, it’s a date.”

Saturday night came rolling along, and Bucky picked you up around seven pm. He wore a suit that was all black, which coincidentally went with your matte black strapless dress. You were excited, you had never been to a fancy party, let alone a party hosted by the World’s Mightiest Heroes.  Bucky slid his hand around your waist and the two of you made your way to the glorious party that awaited.

The tower was absolutely remarkable, like no building you had ever seen. As soon as you stepped out of the elevator, you were stunned by the guests that were socializing in front of you. Rich people and journalists covered the area, with the occasional photographer snapping a photo of everyone. The Avengers were scattered in the living room: Falcon and Captain America–aka Sam Wilson and Steve Rogers– were over by the bar making small talk with two pretty girls. Hawkeye, Black Widow, Scarlet Witch, and Vision –aka Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff and Jarvis– were sitting on the couches, laughing and having the time of their lives. Iron Man and War Machine– aka Tony Stark and James “Rhodey” Rhodes– were conversing with the other party guests.

“Wow, this place is beautiful,” you marveled.

Bucky turned his head, “Not nearly as beautiful as how you look tonight.”

You grinned, meeting his eyes. “Just tonight?”

“Don’t challenge me, doll. You won’t win this,” Bucky cocked his head, playfully wiggling his eyebrows. You laughed and took his hand, dragging him towards the dance floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he rested his hands on your hips, swaying to the beat of the music. Not long after, Captain America and a few of the other Avengers made their way over to introduce themselves to you.

“So, you are the mysterious (Y/n) Bucky has been talking about,” Hawkeye started, crossing his arms.

“To be completely honest, I didn’t think you were real because Ol’ Metal Arm couldn’t handle such an amazing girl like you,” Sam flattered, giving a wink which made you blush. Bucky noticed your cheeks turn a bright pink, and his grip on your waist tightened. You looked at his rough features and giggled because Bucky freakin’ Barnes was jealous.

“Give him a break, Sam,” Steve defended, “It’s lovely to meet you (Y/n).”

“Nice to meet you, too. Nice to meet all of you, actually. I’m a big-huge fan, just like… wow you guys are amazing,” you stuttered, moving your hands as you spoke. Everyone laughed and kept the conversation going by asking you personal questions, such as your age, where you were from, why you came to New York and what you did for a living.

“Starbucks barista, eh?” Maria Hill asked, walking over to join in the conversation.

You shrugged, “Yep. I know it’s not as great as being a secret agent, but hey, it pays the bills.”

“So, hypothetically,” Hawkeye began, “if you and Barnes were to- oh I don’t know… get married, would we all get family discounts?”

Bucky sighed, covering his face while you laughed nervously. Sam nudged Clint’s shoulder, “Really, Birdman?”

“Hey! Coffee is very essential to my life, and that shits expensive!” Clint argued. “You should know, fellow Birdman.”

Sam rolled his eyes and walked away, and Clint held out his arms, chasing after him. The rest of the group apologized and went back to enjoying the party.

“It truly was lovely to meet you, (Y/n)- hey watch your language!” Steve yelled at Tony, who had apparently made a “very inappropriate” joke to Rhodey. He walked over to the two immature men and began to lecture them on how they should not swear in front of such a large crowd of important people.

Bucky exhaled, “I’m so sorry about my… friends.”

“Bucky, what do you have to be sorry about? They seem like a handful, but a really entertaining group of people,” you laughed.

“I think ‘handful’ is an understatement. I could really use a drink,” Bucky confessed, his eyes glancing over to the bar. “You want somethin’, doll?”

“Sure,” you said, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

“What would you like?”

“Hmmm, surprise me,” you flirted, giving him a slight push towards the bar. He chuckled and made his way over, gesturing to the bartender for two drinks. You laughed once more, then proceeded to sit down on one of the couches and people watch. Every now and then, one woman would throw her head back, laughing at something Tony would say (which was most likely a statement about how amazing he was). Sam stuck with Steve, being a wingman and trying to get the “old man some action”. Most of the conversations you watched entertained you, but then you started to feel lonely and wonder where Bucky went. He had been gone for a while, you thought, glancing over to the bar. Bucky was standing at the bar, with your drinks, but with another woman. It looked like he commented on her beautiful red dress, and she giggled, twirling her long brunette hair and getting closer to him. Her hands ran up and down his arms, giving them a tight squeeze before smiling.

And that’s when you walked away. You couldn’t take it anymore, you didn’t belong here. You knew you didn’t belong here from the moment you saw the Avengers. You weren’t like them, you were just a normal girl that wouldn’t stand in a fight for longer than 3 seconds. Tears started to roll down your cheek, but you quickly wiped them away and briskly walked to the elevator, making your way out of the tower. Maybe you always knew that you wouldn’t belong, from the moment you first found out who Bucky really was. You stumbled outside, wrapping your arms around yourself to keep warm in the cold weather. The street was so quiet, almost as if everyone, including the magical taxi cab you were waiting for, was on vacation. A lampost started to flicker, giving the area a creepy, deserted vibe. The light bulb clearly needed to be changed, it was starting to feel you were taking part in a scary movie. Staring past the stoplights, you waited and waited for some yellow and black striped car to drive by. But of course, the one night you just wanted to go home, there were none. The weight of your body transferred onto the balls of your toes as you leaned over the edge of the curb, making extra sure that you wouldn’t miss anything. But, alas, your thoughts were interrupted by the person you were trying to leave.

“(Y/n), where are you going?” Bucky yelled, running towards you. His tone sounded sincere, his face filled with confusion.

“I’m going home,” you stated, refusing to look into his hurt, beautiful blue eyes.

“What? Why? Did I do something?” He questioned, his hand reaching towards yours, but you moved and wrapped your arms around yourself.

“I… I-I just don’t belong here, James.”

“What are you talking about, (Y/n)? Is this about something the group did? Because they all love you and they probably didn’t mean it-”

“No,” you interrupted, your voice shaking, “No it’s not them. I just don’t belong here. I mean, you guys are the Avengers, the world’s mightiest heroes. You guys fight bad guys and save the world, and I’m just… well, me. You deserve so much better than a Starbucks barista, Bucky. Maybe you should just go back to that girl you were flirting with at the bar.” You bit your lip and shrugged, a tear once again crawling down your cheek.

“(Y/n), stop. That girl was a medic who patched me up after I got shot on my arm on a mission,” Bucky explained, taking off his suit jacket and rolling up his sleeve. Low and behold, there was a patched up bullet wound right underneath his shoulder.

“Wow,” you said, your fingertips lightly trailing over the wound, “that must’ve hurt like a bitch.” The two of you laughed, and you looked down at the floor in embarrassment.

“Doll, we’ve known each other for a few months, correct?” You nodded. “And the past few weeks have been amazing. I have feelings for you, (Y/n). Even from such a short amount of time, you have grown on me in a way that no one else has. You are the light of my life, and I can’t let you go because you keep me sane. You make me smile and feel things I’ve never felt for anyone before. So, don’t overthink things, alright? You have nothing to worry about, doll,” Bucky chuckled, caressing the side of your cheek with his thumb. You smiled and leaned in for a kiss.

“Why don’t we go back to your place?” Bucky offered. “Maybe we can,” He smirked, eyebrows dancing. He expected you knew what that meant, and you did.

“Watch a horrible chick flick and laugh about how completely unrealistic it is while eating Chinese takeout?”

“Took the words right out of my mouth,” Bucky smiled, pressing one last kiss on your lips before wrapping his arm around your shoulders, walking with you towards your place.

“I am so glad I met you.”

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make me choose: memorydragon asked favourite Tony Stark hairstyle in the MCU: Iron Man 3

The Signs as Civil War Characters + Quotes

Aries: Tony Stark (Iron Man) “Obviously you can quote me on that, I just said it." 

Taurus: Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch) "I can’t control their fear, only my own." 

Gemini: Scott Lang (Ant-Man) "I’m shaking your hand too long. Wow, this is awesome. Captain America! I know you, too, you’re great! Geez." 

Cancer: Steve Rogers (Captain America) "He said ‘Bucky’ and suddenly I was that 16-year-old boy from Brooklyn again." 

Leo: Clint Barton (Hawkeye) "As much as I hate to admit it, if we’re gonna to win this one, some of us might have to lose it." 

Virgo: Vision "Our very strength incites challenge. Challenge incites conflict, and conflict breathes catastrophe." 

Libra: Peter Parker (Spider-man) “When you can do the things that I can do, and bad things happen…And you don’t…Then it is your fault.” 

Scorpio: T'Challa (Black Panther) "Vengeance has consumed you. It’s consuming them. I am done letting it consume me." 

Sagittarius: Sam Wilson (Falcon) "Are we supposed to just take that and be okay with it?" 

Capricorn: Rhodey (War Machine) "Okay, now I’m pissed!" 

Aquarius: Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow) "Looking over your shoulder should be second nature.” 

Pisces: Bucky Barnes “I remember all of them.”


It’s called “being a badass.”

some Rhodey love for clairetmple


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