#hed never put wilson through that

[wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt]

One of my favourite examples when talking about how well Wilson and House know each other, is the episode where Wilson becomes convinced that House has a gun. The fact that Wilson even knows House has a gun in the first place shows how much they know each other. But in the episode, they both trick each other and Wilson breaks into House's apartment and House tries to stop Wilson, but eventually Wilson outsmarts him and ends up going through House's apartment and everything he owns, all while House is insistent that he does not own a gun.

And then, at the end, Wilson pulls up to House's office, brandishing the gun, going, "Ah ha! I knew it." And House rolls his eyes and tells Wilson it's fake and Wilson doesn't believe him, and House eventually hands him back the gun and tells him to shoot him. So Wilson is standing there holding a gun with House encouraging and trying to goad him into shooting him to prove that it's fake. Eventually, Wilson gives up and gives House back the gun and concedes. And then, at the end, it's revealed that the gun was real, and House's bluff was to try to get Wilson to shoot him with a loaded gun as a way to earn his trust.

This is such a good example because I feel like it wouldn't have worked the way it did with anyone else. House was betting his life on how well he knows Wilson, he was so sure that Wilson wouldn't risk shooting him even with a fake gun, that he handed him a loaded weapon and tried to convince Wilson to shoot him. He only did that because he knew Wilson wouldn't. Wilson, on the other hand, knows House well enough to know that he definitely had a gun, and there was always a chance that it was real even if House said it wasn't. He took the gun with that knowledge and refused to do what House was encouraging him to do. He knew House well enough to know that House knew him well enough that there's a chance he'd pull a bluff like this. And so Wilson didn't risk it. They know each other so well that House can hand a loaded gun to Wilson, convince him it's fake, tell Wilson to shoot him, and then be secure in the knowledge that he's not in danger because Wilson wouldnt do it.

I feel like 90% of the characters would've just shot him because they fell for it and wouldn't have believed House would pull something like that. And I don't think House would've pulled that with anyone but Wilson.

[greghatecrimes]

hi! its my nerdy ass again!

ive been obsessing about your baby ducks au and seeing it everywhere. im rewatching my neighbor totoro right now and i can totally see house raising the kids on ghibli movies! hed have that box with all the movies in dvd.

thirteens favourite would be princess mononoke,for obvious reasons,two adass girlies,but i like to think chase would lie and say his is spirited away because it has a monster and a cool dragon when his favourite is actually howls moving castle cause my boy chase is a hopeless romantic lol

Eeeeeeee I love this SO much!!! I seriously can't put into words how huge this is making me smile. Of course Chase's favorite is actually Howl's Moving Castle, and House and Wilson and Thirteen totally all know it, but they let him pretend it's Spirited Away so he doesn't feel made fun of (plus Spirited Away rocks, it's always a great one to watch on a movie night). (Something something once they're teenagers, they finally tease Chase a bit with it, and it's about being as nit picky with his hair as Howl is😂)

And Thirteen's fave being Princess Mononoke, omg YES!!!! I need to put that one on sometime soon, Ghibli movies are really nice to have in the background because the art and the music is always so beautiful! (I'm sure after I watch it, I will have a lot more to say in particular about bby Thirteen loving it! I've never actually seen the whole thing from start to finish- I wasn't raised on Ghibli movies, so I only first heard of them when I was in high school. lots of them I've only seen parts when they're on while hanging out, or the handful that my gf and I have watched together the whole way through. But now I have good reason to watch it ASAP :D)

House totally has the box set with all the DVDs, and around the time Chase (age five) first gets placed with them, Thirteen's (age three) favorite toy is a Totoro plushie basically as big as her. She likes to make him outfits for whatever they're playing, and she loops Chase in on "stealing" clothes from the clean laundry for them pretty quickly. Then after he's dressed Thirteen pulls Chase into imaginary play with her and Totoro. Sibling bonding :) (Of course the outfits never match but look charming nonetheless. I'm imagining one of Wilson's button down work shirts buttoned crookedly, a tie tied completely wrong, and one of House's baseball caps)

[cursestothemoon]

AAAA THOSE SWEATER HCS WERE SO GOOD, CAN I ASK FOR HEADCANNONS OF FRED'S FAVOURITE SONGS AND BANDS? (Y'all no need to do it if y'all don't wanna!)

oooooo yes.

welcome to fred’s playlist

my man is a mid 90′s alt rock fanatic 

his long hair was inspired by one of three people

kurt cobain

dave grohl

eddie vedder 

hE BLASTS LEARNING TO FLY BY THE FOO FIGHTERS DURING THE FIRST PRACTICE OF THE SEASON

also very into the skater music scene

idk how to describe it 

pretty fly for a white guy is his anthem

he has the fATEST celebrity crush on debbie harry

you can't tell me otherwise

he has a debbie harry poster in his room

wait let me open up my spotify 

alright lets just pretend all the songs to now were out then 

miley cyrus’ new album

he’d LOVE IT

my man yELLS never be me when hes having a rough day

hate me put him in the FEELS

sCOTTY DOESN’T KNOW

yeah he loves that song

Freddie LOVES the clash

a lot

also abba

but won't admit it

his sex playlist is mostly arctic monkeys

also some harry styles 

hot and heavy with Freddie 

he listens to coldplay 

yellow

its his song

mother mother

sOMEONE TO YOU BY BANNERS

would shout this at the top of his lung, drunk on firewhiskey, in the middle of the dance floor 

if he was sad...

LEWIS CAPALDI ON BLAST

ok animals by nickelback

idk why everyone hates nickelback 

i personally love nickelback

so does fred

and animals 

by nickelback

its just

you need to listen to it and think of fred 

really listen to the lyrics then come back and tell me how that goes

ok the rolling stones

they have one song

i believe its called 

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

yeah he loves that song

hE ALSO GOES THROUGH A DURAN DURAN PHASE 

major machine gun kelly fan 

but he always rounds back to the mid 90′s alt rock skater genre

rage against the machine

on bLAST

pearl jam

he worships eddie vedder 

he likes guns n roses music

does not like axl

no one knows why

just does not like him

tell him he looks like axl and homie flips shit

will put on the beatles to study

but also loves older beatles stuff 

fred would love the red hot chili peppers

would also worship anthony kiedis

sTOP HE’D LOVE ANTHONY SO MUCH

LIKE 90′S ANTHONY WITH THE LONG HAIR

WEARING A SKIRT AND JUST JUMPING AROUND NAKED ON STAGE

yeah it would really speak to fred

him singing blood sugar sex magik

i can't breathe

add that to hot and heavy with freddie

aLSO 

OK

SO

I HAVE THIS IDEA IN MY HEAD

A SCENARIO IF YOU WILL

WHERE CHARLIE OR BILL IS MAYBE WORKING IN CALIFORNIA 

OR ARTHUR HAS TO COME OVER TO CALIFORNIA 

IDK

BUT THEY GET HERE

and fred would immediately fALL IN LOVE WITH EVERYONE HE SEES 

AND HED SEE, Y/N

you know keep it consistent

and somewhere in the background the beach boys would be playing and Y/n is walking out of the water with a surfboard and hes just

a goner

and loves the beach boys after that

because that trip was so much fun and the beach boys remind him of that time

shouLD WE MAKE THIS A SERIES 

ALL THE CHAPTERS ARE NAMED AFTER BEACH BOYS SONGS

w a i t 

fun fact guys dennis wilson, the drummer of the beach boys, was my first celebrity crush at the age of five (he had passed by then and it was a rough time when i found out)

also im from cALIFORNIA, idk if you could tell

also x 2 i love the red hot chili peppers

a lot

i had the biggest, stupidest crush on anthony kiedis

gOD he was so good looking

like 90′s anthony with the long hair 

hE WORE A MAID OUTFIT ON STAGE ONCE

THAT WAS NICE

alright i need to calm down

:)

[sporesgalaxy]

You know what? Fuck it. Here's the whole ass WIP script for the Danny Phantom/Ben 10/Deadpool crossover nightmare, which is called #follow ur crossover dreams, by the way. I think copy-pasting on my phone is gonna delete some italics but whatever.

Reminder that it's still a really early draft with a lot I plan on changing (wade Motormouth wilson doesnt say nearly enough bullshit, for starters), but hopefully u will enjoy it. happy birthday to me, my gift is letting myself share ideas without maximum effort

[BEN is running through a crowd of high school students, excitedly. He is on his phone] BEN: C'mon, Gwen, just tell me where to go! I wanna fight some bad guys today! It's been weeks! [GWEN is on a computer] GWEN: Ben, for the last time, you are NOT going into this alone! We aren't even sure what's causing this yet! Seismic activity at this scale is totally unheard of around here, and whatever's causing it-- BEN: Is gonna get it's butt whooped by the one and only Benn Tennyson! BEN: Don't worry, I can totally handle this! GWEN: Yeah, cause things always work out perfectly  when you say that. BEN: Just give me the location, and you can catch up with me there! GWEN: No, Ben. I'll fill you in when we know more, but.until then, don't run off. [BEN is dejectedy watching TV at home, when suddenly, there is another earthquake. Soon after, a newswoman reveals the epicenter just outside of town, and Ben gets an idea] [BEN gets off a public bus at a bus stop far outside of town. He looks out into a dry hilly wilderness, and down to his phone gps to confirm he is going in the right direction.] BEN: all right...I didn't wanna risk timing out before I got there, but I think I'm close enough now... [BEN places his phone gps at his feet, closes his eyes, and slaps the Omnitrix] [BEN transforms into Stinkfly] BEN: Well, I was hoping for XLR8, but I guess I can work with this? [BEN picks up his phonr and flies off] [when he reaches the epicenter BEN finds, embedded into a large hill, an abandoned lab of some sort.] BEN: ooOh [BEN enters the lab, and shortly times out, becoming human again. He sort of tries to sneak, but is clearly too excited/curious to be very effective] [The lab is full of rusting, inscruitable equiptment. Finally, Ben enters a natural cave turned testing area deep inside the lab, a cavernous room machinery littering the floor. There seems to be a fixation on machinery that we would recognize as Danny's parents' portal, but not embedded into a wall, so like a door attatched to a tube. Spare parts and dissasembled prototypes rest along the edges of the room, and a few assembled peices rest towards one end.] [Ben stands on the far south end of the cave, looking around at all of the strange wiring and such.] BEN: I wonder if this is Plumber tech... [BEN kicks a bundle of cords on the floor, and the sound echoes through the room.] [Then, a stranger sound eminates from somewhere just outside of the cavern. And another, similar, closer sound is accompanied by a visible flash. And then-- in a green streak, DANNY bursts into the air in the cavernous space, and then hits the floor and skids. When he stops, he turns human as he falls unconscious] [BEN has no fucking idea what is going on] BEN: uh...h...HEY. ARE YOU...OKAY? DANNY: ... BEN: HELLO? HELO-O? DP: ya think he's dead? BEN: AUGH!!!! [BEN jumps violently, very surprised by Deadpool's presence, and takes a step back] BEN: Who the heck are you?! DP: Call me Deadpool! [BEN gives him a look of utter disbelief. That is the stupidest superhero name he's ever heard. He's about to say that, but then,] DANNY: [groans] DP: [hops down. Puts a hand out, signalling for Ben to stay] Stay here, kid. [Ben is offended to be belittled even if it's reasonable. He stands with an angry look on his face for a moment before following just a few steps behind deadpool, hand at the ready above his watch.] [DP veeery cautiosly walks over to Danny and then....abruptly switches gears, standing up straight and gently bumping the boy's shoulder with his foot] DP: hey. hey. get up. DANNY: five more minutess.... DP: ...7Your mom made pancakes? [DANNY's eyebrows furrow. He groans again. He props himself up, and rubs his head. He's covered in dirt and some blood. He opens his eyes and his expression is full of exhaustion and dread as he processes his unfamiliar surroundings. He looks up at Deadpool] DANNY: ...........I don't smell any pancakes. [DEADPOOL and DANNY stare at eachother for a moment. DANNY seems to be waiting for something. He suddenly looks at BEN, incredulous] DANNY: So are either of you going to attack me, or are we having a staring contest? BEN: I dunno, are YOU going to attack? [DANNY is so tired. He's had a long day] DANNY: I'd prefer not to, but it tends to happen a lot. DP: Well that's depressing! BEN: Well if none of us are fighting, I have a question. BEN: Where'd you two come from? DANNY: Ghost portal. DP: Time travel. BEN: ... BEN: You're not giving me much to work with, here. [BEN points to DANNY] BEN: Especially you. I get time travel, I can live with that-- DP: Thank god. BEN: --But, "ghost portal?" Like a portal for ghosts? Are you dead?? [DP slowly prods Danny with his foot again. Danny is too busy suddenly realizing that he's in human form to be concerned with that] DANNY: I--uh-- BEN: Was that what was up with the green energy? DANNY: Maybe I just went through the ghost portal, ok? I--where are we? BEN: Somewhere on the outskirts of Bellwood, Nevada. DANNY: Nevada? BEN: Nevada DANNY: Huh. DANNY: And why are you here? BEN: [excited to sound smart] There was some unnatural seismic activity around here, and I came to check it out, see if it was anything nefarious. BEN: [cocky] You know, usual superhero stuff. [Danny is a little shocked. He's never really met another superhero before, who wasn't a clone, or accusing Danny of being evil or something] DANNY: oh. BEN: What? DANNY: You're...you're really a superhero? DP: You're like 12 is that safe? [What is the deal with all these young superheroes but say it funnier] BEN: I'm 16!!! DP: Children trying to be superheroes never works out well, trust me kid. BEN: I'm not a child!! Why do you care, huh? DP: Cause I hang out with a lot of superheroes and the heroism business has never done anyone's mental health ANY favors. [DANNY puts his hed in his hands] DANNY: Ugh, tell me about it. BEN: Ha! You AREN'T a normal kid! DANNY: oops. BEN: What can you do?? Do you have GHOST POWERS? [DANNY bites his lip] DANNY: What about you? Do you have powers? BEN: I can turn into any of hundreds of aliens! DANNY: ...care to show me? [BEN looks at the Omnitrix. It's still timed out] BEN: ...in theory... [Danny raises an eyebrow] [meanwhile, Deadpool loses interest. He starts climbing on stuff, looking at the scattered tech.] BEN: Uhhh...can it wait a minute? I just flew here. DANNY: What?? BEN: [gestures to watch, grinning sheepishly] Alien tech! BEN: I swear I'll show you later. What about you! Show me yours! [Deadpool arches an eyebrow at them in the distance] DANNY: ...I guess, since you already guessed it... BEN: What are you so worried about? Ha, haven't you ever met another superhero before? [Ben was sort of kidding, but...] DANNY: BEN: DANNY: Uh, no. Not really. BEN: ...So do you fight bad guys all on your own? DANNY: Uh, yeah? I'm kinda the only person who can. [Reconsiders, and adds with bitterness] Well, the only one who can and will. [Ben thinks about that for a second. He knows how it feels to think you're the only person who can save the world, but Ben is usually wrong when he assumes that's the case. He doesn't like imagining how he'd feel without all the support he's gotten in his hero-ing career. He's genuinely concerned for Danny.] [Danny notices the concern in Ben's expression. Ben seems to be about to say something, but Danny suddenly feels insecure about being pitied. He finally stands up, brushing himself off] DANNY: But like, I have friends, and plenty of tech they can use to help me out. I'm just the only...I guess I'm the only superpowered person willing to deal with fighting ghosts all the time, okay? Whatever! I've been at it for 2 years, I'm used to it. [Ben then adds something together in his head] BEN: Wait, have you never heard of me? Ben 10? DP: Wow! Humble! BEN: No, seriously! Never? Have you ever seen any aliens? DANNY: Uh, no? BEN: Where are you from? DANNY: Colorado. BEN: I've saved the world, like, several times. [DANNY and DP raise an eyebrow each] BEN: Publicly!! People know about me! I'm a big deal!! This is--You guys aren't from here. I need to take you to the Plumbers, so we can-- [A portal powers up again. DANNY seems to suddenly remember something. He goes stiff] DANNY: Oh no. BEN: What? Is that the Ghost Portal? DANNY: Yeah. And you're about to meet the guy who punched me through it. [DP rejoins them to look at the threat] DP: Oh, now that you two have your shit figured out, I should mention I'm from another universe. BEN: WHAT! You said time travel! DP: Yeah, time travel gone horribly, horribly wrong. BEN: How??? I've time travelled a few times and never seen anyine mess it up that bad. DANNY: Yeah since when does time travel take you to other universes? DP: OH SO WE'RE ALL TIME TRAVEL EXPERTS HERE ARE WE??? I'm not telling you two how to live YOUR lives! DP: How about I start bragging about being a superhero expert! Neither of you even know what an X-man *IS!* BEN: Like from the comics? [DP looks at Ben. He won't say it out loud but his expression says "WHAT THE FUCK DUDE"] [BEN shrugs]

[time to get DISJOINTED!!! Here's 2 comic transcripts]

...[some fighting I havent written yet]...

DP: DANNY WHY IS YOUR GHOST DAD SO HOT?? DANNY: HE'S NOT MY DAD. PLEASE DON'T CALL HIM THAT, IT'S A WHOLE *THING* WITH HIM-- [VLAD beams] VLAD: Now, Daniel, is that any way to speak to your father?? DANNY: SEE?! Now he'll never shut up about it! VLAD: I've had enough of your sass, young man! You're GROUNDED. [VLAD spikes Danny into the ground HARD.] [DP is pissed off now. He reaches for his katanas.] DP: Ok I get the picture.

...[more unwritten fighting]...

VLAD: Well, now that I have your undivided attention-- [DANNY has just been punched into the ground. He's sitting up, now] DANNY: --You can start the evil monologue. Joy. VLAD: Evil is such a reductive word. Don't you ever get tired of being beaten half to death to protect people that couldn't care less if you lived or died? [DANNY stands up, with some difficulty] DANNY: You *would* think having a conscience is exhausting. [VLAD is taking a lazy step towards Danny every few moments] VLAD: ...Have you noticed where we are, Daniel? VLAD: Because it isn't Amity Park. It's not even in the same universe as Amity Park. VLAD: And it's not anywhere your idiot father will ever bother finding, seeing as it has nothing whatsoever to do with ghosts. [VLAD is standing over Danny, now] VLAD: Do you know what that means, my boy? VLAD: Nothing I do here can spoil my reputation. VLAD: And none of your little friends are coming to save you. [VLAD places a hand on Danny's shoulder, gripping too tight] VLAD: So VLAD: I'm going to make you the same offer I made you the night of the reunion VLAD: One. Last. Time. VLAD: Either abandon Jack and let me teach you how to really use your powers, [VLAD summons some ghostly energy between his hand and Danny's shoulder] VLAD: Or force me to make poor, dear Maddie file a missing person's report that will never be resolved.

[wow direct segue into comic!]

..[just a tad more unwritten fighting]...

[Vlad has Ben by the neck very far up in the air, and Ben is frantically pressing his Omnitrix] VLAD: [cackles] Goodness, I think your powers might be even more tempermental than Daniel's! It's a little sad, honestly. I was looking forward to a real challenge for once. DP: [on the ground, a distance away] Superpowers shmuperpowers [cocks gun, and fires a couple of shots at Vlad] [Vlad was watching DP talk, unimpressed. He becomes intangible, clearly no longer interested in Ben, allowing him to plummet to his death] [After becoming tangible again, and without breaking eye contact, in a flash of pink energy, Vlad is right in front of Deadpool, and violently pins him to a wall] DP: AWH, you can teleport?! That's not even fair!! VLAD: [close to Deadpools face, crushing his neck harder] No. It isn't. And that's just how I like it. DP: [choking] [thinking] don't say harder daddy don't say harder daddy don't say harder daddy [cut to Ben falling through the air, desperately, repeatedly smacking the Omnitrix] BEN: PLEASE WORK PLEASE WORK PL-- [Danny swoops in and catches him] BEN: [clinging to Danny, obviously spooked but trying to be cool] Thanks! DANNY: [amused] Don't mention it. [Danny puts Ben down on the ground] BEN: Um..where are your legs? DANNY: Oh, they uh...they just do that sometimes. DANNY: Is something wrong with your watch? BEN: [glares at the Omnitrix] It just does this, sometimes. [Danny sees something coming] DANNY: Well you'd better fix it fast! [Ben looks up just as Danny turns them both intangible, seconds before Deadpool is sent hurtling through them and into the ground] [BEN is grinning, watching his hands as they turn re-tangible] BEN: That is SO COOL! I've only ever gotten to do that to myself! Y'know, as an alien! [DANNY was looking at DP's crater, but turns to BEN, surprised at the genuine enthusiasm] DANNY: [maybe blushing a little?] Uh, thanks! [BEN grins at him, and Danny smiles back. They're cute.] [Deadpool's hand pops out of the crater, waving (flailing)...reassuringly?] DP: Don't worry about me, all he did was break [groans] most of my bones. [Danny grabs Ben and pulls him out of the way before Vlad fires an energy blast at Deadpool] VLAD: Still think you can manage without superpowers? [DP sits up painfully and slowly, and coughs] DP: Ac-- [Vlad hits him with a copious amount of energy blasts for an unnecessarily long time as he slowly lowers to the ground] [When Vlad lands and stops firing, he turns around to face Danny and Ben] VLAD: Where were we, Daniel? [Danny is horrified. He's gripping a fistful of Ben's shirt like his life depends on it, expecting to have to save him a third time. Ben is a bit shaken but still determined, and holds his hand at the ready over the Omnitrix] VLAD: ...That was rhetorical, my boy. I had just asked you a very simple question. VLAD: [turning his gaze to Ben] And I don't want to repeat myself. [Ben is not quite picking up on Vlad's thinly veiled threat. Danny, bug-eyed, follows Vlad's gaze to Ben, and is clearly absolutely terrified to be responsible for the deaths of two people he just met. Danny tightens his grip on Ben's shirt.] DANNY: ...I-- [a gunshot hits Vlad from behind. Vlad is completely shocked] [behind him, DEADPOOL is sitting up in the crater, charred to all hell but somehow still alive. He appears to only have one (barely) functioning arm left, which is holding the smoking gun] DP: I never said I didn't have any superpowers, jackass. [DP narrows his eyes] DP: I just like guns. [DP tries to shoot VLAD a few more times, but VLAD has turned intangible, and flies to a safer distance] Vlads gonna say some shit and run off Im not done yet but hoo boy. Oh man.

[dirt-cup-draco]

Sam Wilson x Reader

It wasn’t hard to understand why Sam was a little bit out of it. Tony and Natasha were gone and well the same could mostly be said for Steve. But you couldn’t truly put your finger on what was causing him to get so stuck in his mind and he wouldn’t fess up either. He’d kiss your cheek mechanically and he’d lay in bed and you’d swear that you could hear the gears in his head grinding as he thought and thought and thought some more for hours into the night. But what in god’s name was he thinking about? 

Sam was usually never like this. He was a smart man, he thought and reflected on things and he took losses hard but this was different. There seemed to be a weight on his shoulders and he didn’t know what to do with it. You didn’t know what to do with it either. It was rare when he didn’t come to you with the things he was struggling with. You’d prided yourself on always knowing what was going on in his beautiful brain.

Your boyfriend was a man that liked to share his thoughts and heart and lately hed been closing you off from both. He seemed far away. Typically hed be stuck to you like glue, peppering kiss along your jaw before giving you a sloppy kiss on the cheek that reduced you to giggles. But now he hardly seemed to be around, he was always out with Bucky, the liar loved that guy like a brother no matter how much bickering they did. He’d found his purpose again with the avengers but you were a tad needy, you wanted to sit on the couch with him in his lap and kiss his nose and look at his pretty eyes for a while. 

Tonight though you waited up for him and when he was home you made sure to be right there, the first thing he saw. He raised his eyebrows in greeting and leaned in to give you a quick kiss. You threw your arms around his neck and kept him there as you slanted your lips against his. You lightly ran your nails down his back and you felt him shiver. Sam’s hands went down to grab your ass before going down to your thighs so he could pick you up, your legs winding around his waist. He took a few steps back and carried you into the kitchen, setting you on the counter. 

Then he let go and then he put an arm’s length between you after another tiny peck. You pouted as he turned to rummage through the fridge, grabbing a beer. He turned back and smiled at you and you couldn’t pout anymore because his smile was the sun and there were no rooms for clouds. You didn’t say anything about your worries not fitting into the cracks. 

“Are you going to talk to me?” You asked as he started to leave. 

“About?” He asked airily, paused in his tracks but no longer meeting your eye.

“I know you as well as you know me and if I was acting the way you’ve been acting you would sit me down and not let me move until I told you how I was feeling, you know what I’m talking about Sam,” He sighed and ran his hand down his face. He met your gaze and you thought for just a second he would tell you before he shook his head just the smallest bit. 

“Not tonight, please Y/N, it’s nothing,”

Ouch. You don’t know why it stung but it did. He felt far away and you were trying to pull him back but he didn’t want to come back it seemed.

Gritting your teeth you hopped off the counter and stormed to your room, “Fine.” Was all you said and you know it was childish but you just hated knowing something was going on and he wouldnt let you in or let you help. 

You heard him groan and inhale deeply and you knew he was struggling with it too. You two didn’t do secrets and you knew it was bugging him as much as it was bugging you. But that almost made it worse because what could it possibly be that was making him so unresponsive? He could tell you anything and you’d never turn him away, you’d never leave him vulnerable, youd do your best to help him feel better. 

He knew that too. Or you hoped he did. Had you done something to make him doubt you? You crawled under your sheets and wrapped them tight around your shoulders. You were desperate to block out the negative aura that seemed to float around Sam’s head and now yours. Maybe this was your fault somehow and he didn’t want to talk to you about it. Maybe he would rather confide in someone else, anyone else. Was there someone else?

You sniffled, quickly wiping at your face when you heard that one spot right outside the door creak under Sam’s weight as he entered the bedroom. You listened to the dresser drawers opening and closing as he grabbed his pajamas, the subtle rustle of him removing what hed had on before. If only he could do that with whatever was on his mind. 

Maybe you were that thing. Maybe he was tired of your relationship. Why else would he suddenly be so far in his head? You chewed on your lip and shut your eyes tighter to trap the tears that wanted to build. You were worried and confused and you didn’t like the way your insecurities were gripping your chest and making it hard to breathe. One voice screamed that you were the problem, Sam was done and the other more rational one beat you down because you weren’t the issue, don’t make yourself more important than his actual problems, you couldn’t possibly understand. 

The sink in the bathroom turned off and a moment later the sheets were being turned down as he climbed under. He was on his back, his arms folded over his stomach. It was how he always fell asleep. It would be so easy to roll over on to your other side, tangle your legs with his, duck your head underneath his chin and find comfort in the physical closeness. But your limbs wouldn’t move. Your fingers twitched, desperate to grab a hold of something that would calm your anxiety. 

You felt foolish about your feelings. You weren’t struggling, Sam was. You were fine, Sam wasn’t. Help him. Don’t be selfish. You brought your knees up to your chest and your arms tighter around yourself. 

“You cold?” Sam spoke suddenly.

You had to clear your throat, your thoughts choking you up. “No, I’m good, more comfortable this way,” You spoke quietly and to the closet. You had to remind yourself that it Sam did hear you, he was only half a foot away, probably less. 

Sam shifted, his warmth at your back as he snaked an arm around your waist, tugging you back against him. You let your legs relax, letting them stretch out and intertwine with his, one of your hands grabbing his. You let out a shaky sigh and he pressed a feather light kiss just behind your ear. 

“It’s about work, not you,” Sam said and you knew he meant it to ease your worry. It was probably a tangible thing that hung over you at this point. You didn’t mean to parade your feelings so obviously, didn’t mean to make him more upset by showing you were upset. 

“I know, I’m sorry,” Was your automatic reply even if it wasn’t the correct one. 

Sam’s arms loosened for just a moment so he could tug you onto your other side to face him and then they became secure again. You let your eyes flutter closed as he brushed his nose against yours. One of his hands came to tangle in your hair and you sighed at the gentleness. 

“You don’t have to be sorry Y/N... There’s nothing to be sorry for, I’ve been avoiding the hell out of you, I should be the one apologizing.” 

Those tears were going to start springing up again. He was avoiding you, of course he was he didn’t want to talk to you. It still hurt to hear though. You could tell Sam felt you tense up because he gently kissed your cheeks while rubbing circles into your hip at a steady pace. 

“You might not want to talk about it but I have to be honest, you’re freaking me out. I get it’s about work but when has that ever stopped you from talking to me? Maybe I am being selfish or not understanding but what is making you this way? What is weighing so heavily on you that you feel like you can’t tell me? I-is there someone else? I know I’m not a part of what you do, I know I cant always understand but I swear I’ll try harder to just give me something Sam. Whatever it is or w-whoever, I can do better, be better....” You choked out. He’d gone terribly still.

“Are you kidding me Y/N? You think that I would do that to you?” You shook your head and he looked so hurt you wanted to take it back. You weren’t comforting him at all and you hated yourself for it. 

“I’m sorry but what else could it be?” You said, frustrated and tired of the gap you felt between you. 

“Jesus... Fine, fine. Steve gave me his shield. That’s a lot of fucking pressure so sorry if I didn’t give you enough attention this week, I’ve had a lot more on my mind than you...” If the past couple days hadn’t hollowed out your chest that for sure did. 

“Y/N, I didn’t mean it like that,” He added softly after a moment of quiet. 

“It’s fine, I’m sorry for pushing so much, I’ll leave it be,” You kept your reply short, tried to banish the tremor from your voice because you shouldn’t be allowed to feel hurt when he had a lot on his mind. 

“No, come on... I don’t want you to leave it be. I should’ve mentioned this sooner,” 

“I’m not entitled to know, it’s up to you,”

“I want you to know though Y/N. Don’t act like this please... You know now, isn’t that enough? Talking about it makes it more real and that’s scary. Steve’s one of my best friends but I don’t know if I can fill those shoes...”

You took a steadying breath and cupped his cheeks in your hands. “You’re right, I’m sorry for getting snappy. It is a lot but you are Sam fucking Wilson. Even right now I can see that it’s something you want to do, even if youre scared. You’re so capable and strong and you're a hero. What can’t you do?” 

He smiled a little. “What if they don’t want me? You know.... the public. Steve is their poster boy. I’m not exactly the guy they picture when you mention Captain America.”

“There has been so much chaos recently, all you avengers are the peace in that chaos and people look up to all of you. It’s not Steve they see when they see the shield. It doesn’t matter who is wearing the suit, it’s enough for them that someone is in that position, ready to defend and protect them. You already do that, love. You can do it,” 

“Why didn’t I go to you sooner, huh?”

“It’s okay, I didn’t make it easy,” 

“Neither did I but thank you sweetheart, this helped,” Sam kissed you firmly. 

“I’m glad. And don’t put too much pressure on yourself, whatever you choose things will work themselves out,” 

He nodded and tucked his head in the crook of your neck. It was late and you were sure hed been exhausting himself with this, guilt creeping up again because you hadn’t been as understanding as you could have been. 

“Oh!” You said a moment later after some thinking of Sam’s predicament, “I support you whichever you choose of course, just know that if you do take this on, I am not calling you captain in bed,”