“I Guess I Can Only Hope To Find Something That Good.” “You Don’t Find It Son. You Make It.”

My ships do it better.

When you successfully introduce your friend to your OTP and they ship it as much as you :

This literally made me tear up

If you’re still doing the prompt phrases: trembling hands

“Bucky?” Steve asks, near breathless. A drop of blood runs down his temple.

“Hi Steve,” Bucky says, reaching for Steve, who grips his hand. Bucky foists Steve up, who immediately wraps his arms around Bucky, squeezing tight. Bucky shuts his eyes as he takes Steve into his arms. He smells like dirt, like sweat, but like Steve.

“It worked,” Steve says.

“Apparently.”

“Buck,” Steve whines and God, it’s been so long since he’s heard Steve’s annoying as hell voice that he can’t help but tighten his arms around him. “I missed you, Buck,” he adds after a long moment.

“Wasn’t too bad. Sam was there.”

“Sam’s great.”

“But I missed you.”

Steve exhales, then pulls away a little, just to look at Bucky. He moves a trembling hand up to Bucky’s face. A tear falls from his eye. “I did everything to get you back.”

“I know.”

“I…” His index finger traces Bucky’s cheek bone. “I love you.”

“Steve, I—”

“Don’t, you don’t have to.” He pauses. “Just, all this time I wanted to tell you. I thought I’d never have the chance.” Something in him relaxes in Bucky’s arms. Bucky wishes that he could press him so close that they’d just become one, that they wouldn’t have to talk anymore, that they could just let their bodies say all of the things they’ve never said to each other.

But he can’t, so Bucky does what he does best, what he’s always done with his best friend. He makes fun of him a little.

“You gonna let me say it back or you gonna interrupt me again?” he snarks.

“Buck,” Steve says, voice sounding raw.

Bucky grips Steve’s hips hard, looks him in the eye. “I love you.” Another tear rolls down Steve’s grimy cheek. “I love you so much.” He wants to say something deeper, something poetic, but the words leave him as he looks at Steve’s eyes. It’s not the first time that’s happened.

Steve presses his forehead to Bucky’s, his hands moving down to his arms and holding on hard enough to bruise. “Okay,” he says. “That’s enough.” He repeats it. “That’s enough.”

“You’ve done enough. We get to rest now.”

Steve laughs; he smiles.

“Let’s go home.”

“Where’s that?” Bucky asks.

“I don’t even know. Let’s find it.”

“We have time now.”

“Yes,” Steve says. “We do.”

So F***ing True!!!!

Me: what did we say we’d do these holidays?

Me: write a book, read books, watch movies, learn oil painting, learn a new language, utilize every moment and come out a changed person

Me: and what did we do?

Me: read fanfiction

Me: and?

Me: read fanfiction

Me: and?

Me: watch cat videos

Me:

I think it's the ALMOST canon ships that get the best, most intricately woven, beautifully told fanfiction.

those nearly-kind-of-almost-maybe-could-be canon couples

the ones that make it almost painful to live with the knowledge that if just one or two things had happened differently, just one or two things: if one of them had said something differently here, done something differently there, or if certain events had shifted a little, just a fraction, they'd have been together - undoubtedly.

you can see it. everyone can see it. but it's not enough - they're still an almost-but-not-quite, maybe-but-it-was-never-confirmed, kind-of-but-annoyingly-ambiguous

fanfiction writers take their potential and they hold it close and they lovingly craft something amazing and beautiful with it - finally giving them the chance to be together like everyone knows they would be in-canon if the story wasn't against them

they spring out entire novels from canon-divergence in the places where just a little step in another direction could have led to them being together

they build whole intricate Alternate Universes where the characters are able to meet in an entirely different way and still fall for each other

what I'm saying is that the insanity of a ship where it was almost-canon drives writers to a specific kind of creative madness that produces the best fanfiction....

so if you check out my graph here you can see the line for the more almost it gets vs the more unhinged and motivated it makes the writers both rising in a wonderfully clear diagonal line and today I will be discussing the

Oh, it’s funny because it’s true.

#Poor Cory

Someone: I don’t want to sound like a jerk, but why don’t you try shipping the straight, canonical ships for once?

Me:

i love how it went from roman trying to tell dean in some way not to do it and then just accepting it after he does it anyway and being like.. ‘yeah, that’s my boy’