#happy beans

[rookthorne]

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 | 𝐉.𝐁.𝐁

Pairing ❅ Barista!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader Word Count ❅ 990 Warnings ❅ Pet names, fluff, best friends to lovers, swearing, poor Steve is sick of Bucky's obliviousness and he plays the matchmaker Author's Note ❅ My second submission to @the-slumberparty's creator challenge for week 2. Keep Me is this drabble's anthem.

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𝑪𝑶𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑬 𝑪𝑼𝑷  : ̗̀➛ a hot drink made from roasted and ground coffee beans, served in a cup.

Bucky’s cafe was a home away from home, a place where you could be happy, spend time with your two closest friends, and your favourite fluffball. You just hoped that your admission wouldn’t change a thing - at least, you had to hope it would, in the best way.

The wind was bitter and chilly, whipping against your fluffy scarf and beanie with little care for how the cold froze your nose and cheeks. Snow hadn’t started falling just yet, though you suspected it wouldn’t take long at all - which was why you were out and about in the first place, not at home where it was warm, where blankets and pillows awaited your return. 

Instead, you were stopping at your favourite spot downtown, a small cafe affectionately known as Happy Beans Cafe - it was a place where people from all walks of life could drop the baggage on their shoulders for a little while and enjoy the best coffee Brooklyn had to offer. 

And the company was pretty good, too.

The bell on the door chimed when the door swung closed, and you shivered, the sudden warmth of the cafe very welcome to your half-frozen fingers. “Hey, guys,” you said, shuffling to the counter.

“There she is!” Steve was the first to round the stained wood and bring you into a tight hug. “We’ve missed you,” he murmured into your hair, squeezing you tight and then letting you go. You smiled at him and before you could speak, he stepped closer while your favourite brunette had his back turned for just a second. Voice just above a whisper so only you would hear, he said, “Buck more than any of us.”

With a subtle wink, Steve stepped away and rounded the counter again where he punched Bucky on the shoulder. “Fu-” Bucky cried but cut himself off, looking around wildly for customers until his bright eyes landed on you. “Sweetheart! Oh my god, hello!”

“Hey, Buck,” you laughed, watching him run around the counter and lift you in a hug, his arms tight around your waist. “I’ve missed you.”

You had called Bucky your best friend for years now, the two of you had grown inseparable through life’s many trials, and since you had left for a quick trip back home to your parents, you realised something. 

That something was that you had a crush–feelings, for your best friend. 

Without Bucky by your side, you had realised just how much you came to love and crave his presence; his full bellied laughter and that nose scrunch he did when you told a perfect (horrible) joke–or after you had a bad day, how he would be waiting with open arms and a soft smile. 

Bucky’s hugs had been your home, and you hadn’t even realised.

“I’ll make your favourite,” Bucky said, grinning like he was the happiest man on earth to see you again. “Go sit.”

You beelined straight to your favourite spot - a window bench where Bucky’s cat, Alpine, lay basking in what little sun there was. “How is my favourite fluffball?” Alpine chirped and rolled on her back, exposing her fluffy belly and soft paws. You cooed and scratched her belly before moving to her paws, her pink paw pads were begging to be played with. “Look at these toe beans, huh?” 

Alpine meowed and started to purr when you heard footsteps behind you. “Your favourite.”

“Thanks, Bean,” you winked, and Bucky blushed - a light dusting of pink on his cheekbones. The nickname had stuck since he opened this place, but he would only allow you to call him that. The cup he gave you was your favourite, a pretty pattern painted around the bottom that extended up onto the handle. “Come sit with me?”

“Sure,” Bucky huffed, plopping down across from you. A tentative sip of the beverage proved it was the perfect temperature and you hummed happily. Bucky smiled. “What else did my troublemaker get up to?”

You scoffed at his words and rolled your eyes. “No trouble, unlike you.” Bucky laughed and waited patiently for you to sip away at your drink, little did he know that it was for courage. “Actually,” you started, furrowing your brows in thought. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Oh no,” Bucky gasped dramatically, and you slapped him on the knee. “Okay, okay, truce–what’s up?”

Steve had gone suspiciously quiet at the counter, the lull of patrons making it more obvious. Taking a deep breath, you looked into Bucky’s eyes and tried; it was now, or never.

“Ireallylikeyou.”

Bucky stared at you blankly, his head tilted in confusion. It was not a helpful comparison to think he looked like a confused puppy at that moment. “Sorry, sweetheart, you’re gonna need to speak up,” he said, taking your hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze - you sighed and dropped your gaze. It was obvious he didn’t hear you; he’d be teasing you mercilessly otherwise. “I didn’t catch that.”

You cursed in your head and squared your shoulders, meeting his gaze once more. Your voice shook with nerves and it was an effort to force it out. “I really like you.”

The coffee cup suddenly became very interesting, the pattern and swirls like something you had never seen while Bucky stared at you, mouth opening and closing in shock–bewilderment? You couldn’t tell, but it scared the hell out of you regardless. 

“Just tell her, Buck!” Steve shouted from the counter. Your focus whipped towards him and he grinned, while Bucky shifted in front of you nervously. “If you don’t, I will.”

“Tell me what?” You asked, trying in vain to desperately stop your stomach from dropping. This was a mistake; this was a mistake-

“Ilikeyoutoo,” Bucky mumbled, staring at Alpine who had taken an interest in what was happening–her knowing gaze flicking between her two favourite people.

“It’s about fucking time!” Steve yelled, arms wide in victory. “Now, love birds, what drink do we want to celebrate? It’s on the house!”

“Of course it’s on the house, Stevie,” Bucky sighed, smiling exasperatedly, though his eyes shone in the light. “I own the damn cafe!”

You couldn’t help it–you laughed and launched forward into Bucky’s arms and kissed him.

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[mittch22]

A happy reunion. Or a bittersweet memory. You decide.

We dont talk about Finn's mouth!!! Also Im pretty sure Leland is actually smaller than Finn, but hey ho.

[batbabydamian]

Obsessed with little Lima Bean Baby Dami. I feel like Bruce would pass out from cuteness if he witnessed his child looking like that.

Talia should send Damian's baby pics to Bruce lol

[bratniadusza]

Time to bully the Bully and keep your beans cool you guys! :DD

[comraderoscoes]

c: @/mollrhf1

[tangledinink]

interdimensional fankid playdate...? 👀 @beannary @star-sparkler

(they're having a playdate, too.)

[aedelia]

[jack-the-killler]

[milaeryn]

Ned: "You will train them yourselves, you will feed them yourselves, and if they die, you will bury them yourselves."

And then probably Ned 20 minutes later:

[thecatcrew]

This is my favorite picture of Nyla & Buttercup together 🥹🥹🥹💓✨✨✨💓

[bass-alien]

🖤🌸🖤

[happyhealthycats]

Simcoe's favorite cat bed made her look like she was wearing the biggest feather boa of all time.

[finzphoenix]

When your birthday feels like nothing but an april fools' joke... -

Why did I draw him like that?? Noo, bby ;__;💔

[cellystars]

so much trauma and anger fit into this sad old man, whomst i love very much!

[hualianschild]

since it's the first of april let me talk abt my fav prank of tgcf is when xie lian made his communication array password be 'just recite the ethics sutra a thousand times' just cuz he thought he was being funny and I imagine it went like this

other gods : so, what's your communication array password ?? let's be friends

xie lian : just recite the ethics sutra a thousand times ^_^

other gods : ...

xie lian : the password is just recite the ethics sutra a thousand times

which led to no one talking to him in the first place during his first ascension meanwhile xie lian and feng xin just giggling together cuz of the joke