Dr. Bruce Banner

18+ indie roleplay blog. Both normal and ABO!verse, written by Thunder

[alphabrucebanner]

// Puppy has settled in, I've got an interview to take over my boss's position next week, and I owe about 30 replies... I'll be getting to those eventually.

[alphabrucebanner]

// I'm back from a very eventful camping trip, looks like I have a dog now. I can't believe people have the audacity to dump their unwanted pups on the side of a mountain.

Replies will be coming tomorrow!

[extrabigsuperlargeboobs]

bruce: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works.

thor, drinking toast: why do you say that?

[wejustdisappear]

"But never say never"

[j-reau-deactivated20251005]

Let me be REAL CLEAR about an important and very fucking strict rule on my blog that i take very seriously: 

if i reblog a meme, you are 300% allowed to send me memes. 

I do not secretly wish YOU personally would not send me one. 

I do not care if we have a thread already or if you sent 10 memes yesterday. 

I am a big girl. I am a grown up. I can set my own boundaries. If I don’t want more memes, I won’t reblog them. Or I’ll tell you guys to pause on sending memes for a while while I catch up. 

I love hoarding memes. I love getting memes from everyone. Even if I didn’t answer the last five you sent me, you might send me ONE today that I have an idea for immediately. 

If you sent me a meme I didn’t answer, I probably just didn’t have an idea right away. But it’s NEVER EVER BECAUSE I DON’T WANT YOU TO SEND ME MEMES. 

Please always send the meme. I do not secretly hate you. If I follow you I want to write with you. If I didn’t want to write with you, I would soft block you. If we are mutuals I want to write. If we already have a verse, I want another one. If we have a thread, I want five more. If I reblogged a meme, I want memes. 

[creativespacetime]

[nsfw-meme-warehouse]

Anonymously tell my muse how you would fuck them

Be as specific and detailed as possible!

[henry-cavill]

CHRIS HEMSWORTH as THOR ODINSON

THOR 2011 | dir. Kenneth Branagh

[alphabrucebanner]

💬 Oh, Bruce? Probably one of the coolest people ever! As a young scientist myself, he’s truly an inspiration. Not only in the sense of his intelligence, but also how he handles himself as a person. I relate to him on so many levels, it’s probably mildly concerning to some, but I’m glad someone understands. He’s truly one of my favorite people!

- @adelinestarkanon

You're such a sweetheart, my dear. Thank you for your kind words 💚 I'm truly honored to have someone as bright as you finding inspiration in me.

[rp-meme-sauce]

Send “💭” for my muse’s honest opinion on yours.

Send 💬 to share your muse’s opinion on mine and see their reaction.

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Bruce Banner | Age of Ultron

[alphabrucebanner]

Hi there! I wanted to ask if your dms are open and do you roleplay only on dash or if you do it in dms too.

Hi there! I usually roleplay on my dash exclusively, with only a handful of exceptions. It's mostly so I can easily keep track of my threads that are owed replies, because my messages glitch and mark themselves as read so I miss them. Thank you for asking!

[yasharose]

Yeah sex is cool but have you ever thought about raising kittens with the love of your life?

[alphabrucebanner]

❛ No, no, no, no, no. You put that sentence back in your mouth! ❜

“Which sentence, the one where I said that all classification systems are arbitrary because they’re about values a society hold, so in theory a horse could actually be a lizard in an alternate universe?” Bruce asked, lifting an eyebrow in question as if he wasn’t joking and was instead dead serious. “Or the one where I said that the designated times we’re ‘supposed’ to have certain meals is essentially arbitrary and there’s no reason breakfast should be eaten in the morning instead of any other time of day?”

[hxrbingxr]

alphabrucebanner​:

Her comments on avocado toast had him laughing- he’d partaken in the occasional avocado toast but she was right, it was bland more often than not and he had to wonder why anyone ate it that way when you could have something much more flavorful. And the way she didn’t hold back it sugarcoat her thoughts was not only hilarious, but so refreshing for the man who always seemed to make people walk on eggshells. “I know he’d just give me a card, but it feels so awkward accepting money from him. After a lifetime spent busting my ass to survive I guess it’s just hard for me to accept a gift- conning my way into things, however, is still totally acceptable.” Bruce joked at his own expense, knowing it must be quite odd.

“Okay, so what breakfast plan do you propose, then?” He teased, sipping his own coffee as his eyebrows wiggled comically. “If I was confident in the fridge being stocked I’d offer to make something, but we all know that groceries are usually the first thing to be taken care of around here.”

“Stark’s playing the bigger con if you’re using that card,” Eira replied after sipping her coffee again. She ran on coffee, not blood. Anyone who worked for S.I basically became a coffee vampire upon hire. “He does that, taking care of people he cares about in subtle ways. You get your ‘stolen card’, sure; but I bet you he paid attention to how much lower back pain you get from sitting for hours, and so upgraded your lab to a half-standing one. Pepper’s entire office got remodeled with squishy carpet so she could work barefoot and not suffer in her heels all day. R&D’s breakroom got outfitted with a bigger fridge once it was known that like… half of us like to cook en mass and feed our fellows. He pays attention.”

She finished off her coffee and scooted off of the table, setting her mug into the little sink to rinse out. “Normally I would vote staying in and ordering, but I haven’t been outside in like three straight days. Diner down the way makes some amazing waffles. Walk there, get food, come back and keep working on that model you’ve been poking at all morning?”

[alphabrucebanner]

She was right, Tony had his ways of showing his affections for those around him. And Bruce never missed it, mostly because he was the same way. Of course, he played the game, pretending not to know so Stark wouldn't clam up on them. "You're right, he really is an interesting character." His gaze turned back down to the work in question, mulling over her answer with a wide grin. "Yeah, that sounds nice. I could use a good walk myself. Being cooped up here does tend to make the days blur together."

He stood slowly, stretching out the lower back that Eira had noted to be aching, and laughed gently. "How'd you know? About the back pain." He clarified, shutting down his work station for the time they were away. He knew she was clever, a genius even, so he didn't know why he asked- maybe because he enjoyed hearing her brain work as she put the evidence together.

[mistakeiwontmaketwice]

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“No, Natasha-” he stammered, hand reaching to rest against her arm ever so slightly at first, before he found the courage to solidify that touch. It sent shivers down his spine even being this close to her, and if she could pick up on those little things she’d see his body betraying him. “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m sorry, I’m awkward and shy and it gets the better of me sometimes.”

The Alpha took a deep breath, looking down at her with the utmost sincerity. “I want you. I do, I mean it. I just have a hard time believing I could ever have a shot with you because you’re perfect and I’m me.” He explained. “It’s my own insecurities, I shouldn’t have let them bleed over onto you…” Then he offered her an off kilter smile, trying to recover a scrap of the confidence he’d held earlier. “You make me into a mess of feelings, Natasha Romanoff.”

Her name on his lips and the way he reached out for her, was something that she hadn’t been expecting and sent waves of thrills skittering up and down her spine. Making her whole body tingle and feel like she had hardly ever felt before. This time, however, there was a major difference. It was real. Not manufactured by chemicals that were forced upon her by those within the Red Room. 

“I am far from perfect,” she insisted with a slight edge to her tone. Tired of men putting her on a pedestal that she had never earned. She had long ago grown to hate that men did that with her. Even as she, usually, took advantage of it. With a touch of confusion, she turned back to him. “How do I do that?” She questioned with a small pout that she wasn’t aware of. 

[alphabrucebanner]

He could hear that change in her voice, the one she used when one of the guys took something a little too far, and he instantly felt guilty for what he'd said. "I just mean you're perfect to me, imperfections and all... Perfect in the scientific sense, where it works and does so without hindrance despite the flaws in the system..." Bruce murmured, shaking his head at the derailed train of thought. He took another breath, centering himself once again so this didn't go horribly.

"I just... I look at you, or spend time with you, and it just brings up all these emotions and it's wonderful and terrifying all at once... I'm not used to this, so I panic and don't think my words through and then I make a fool of myself..." Bruce bit his lip, a little scared of how she'd react to his confession. "No one else makes me feel this way."

[alphabrucebanner]

“You deserve peace.”

- @adelinestarkanon

Bruce stifled a sniffle, the back of his hand running under his nose. He was on the verge of a breakdown, and her words only helped him towards it- but it was a cathartic release, so if the tears came then the tears came. His misty eyes met hers, lip trembling. "Do I though?"

[adelinestarkanon]

She nodded, smiling softly. “Pretty much everyone does,” Her hand going to rest gently on his cheek. “Sometimes the universe gives us the short stick. That doesn’t make us bad. That doesn’t mean we deserve bad. You deserve good.”

[alphabrucebanner]

Her touch startled him, but for once he didn't flinch away- it was more of an internal shock, so unused to anyone reaching out to him in a display of kindness. Adeline's words were enough to send silent tears rolling down his cheeks, despite the shakey smile that had worked onto his face. "You inherited your father's kindness." Bruce murmured softly, a high compliment in his mind. She was truly someone special. "I hope the world never takes that from you- we need more people like you around."

[aspyasuitandasoldier-deactivate]

Open (but selective) Starter

Tony was a regular at this quite exclusive BDSM club. Everyone who came here had to be examined and gave up to date physicals on file from a doctor. He often found himself there when he wanted to have a little fun. Let loose without having to go out do the whole “dating” thing. This was much easier.

He had blindfolded himself and knelt down in the middle of the private room in front of the bed. There were toys and other things in the room as well. His clothes were folded by the door, as he was just sitting there in a pair of black lace panties, waiting in anticipation.

He had posted a sign on the door saying “Sub free for good use. Cum in in and enjoy ;)”. He shifted a bit on his knees and get his cock twitch in his panties when he heard the door open. “Welcome sir.” He purred softly, even though he couldn’t see the other.

[alphabrucebanner]

Bruce had always wondered where Tony disappeared to on occasion. It wasn't often enough to be systematic, but sometimes he'd leave for the night and show up as if he'd just been thoroughly ravaged. The only thing he found odd was that Tony went out to someone instead of bringing them to his place, an undoubtedly more lavish experience. And the whole thing piqued the doctor's curiosity; he might have a reputation for being oblivious, but he knew when something interested him. So, one night Bruce followed Tony. He'd kept a far enough distance between him not to be seen, and ended up at the night club. After that it was some quick research, some documents submitted, and a fee paid before his pass was accepted- the next time Tony left, Bruce was able to fully follow.

This brought him to the room he knew Tony had disappeared into, and reading that sign on the door had his heart racing and his cock twitching involuntarily. He'd always found Tony alluring, and he'd be a liar if he said he hadn't imagined what it would be like to be with him. But now they were both in this place where there were no outside factors, and nothing had to leave this place if they didn't want it to- and Bruce was okay with that.

As he stepped into the room and closed the door, the other man's voice flitted to his ears and he let out a soft groan. In the dim light sat Tony, in sexy lace panties all blindfolded for him. Walking towards him, he sat on the bed and gave a lustful chuckle. "Come here, pet. I've been waiting for this."

[aspyasuitandasoldier-deactivate]

Tony too had been oblivious. But not in the same way. He hadn’t realized that Bruce had been checking up on him. Wondering where he was disappearing to and why he came home looking the way that he did. It didn’t even cross his mind that he would be followed by the doctor to the club. Why would he? Bruce surely had no interest in this. Right?

He heard the door close and footsteps walking the floor. He shifted a bit on his knees in anticipation, grinning when he heard the noise of pleasure leave the others lips. When he heard the command he couldn’t help but feel a familiarity of the voice that was paired with the words. He couldn’t quite place it though. Tony shook it off.

He purred and got down on his hands and knees. “Yes sir.” He mused playfully and started crawling towards where the voice was coming from. He crawled until he felt the bed and legs of the other man in front of him. He sat back on his heels again, placing himself in between the mystery man’s legs.

[alphabrucebanner]

Bruce couldn't help himself. That was what this club was for, after all... Right? He'd told himself that submitting the forms for a membership was purely to figure out what was going on, for science. But had it really been that simple? Of course, Bruce wasn't asking himself those questions right now, they'd come around later after he'd satisfied this very specific, very primal curiosity. The way Tony obeyed was so unlike his usual self, the man he'd known to be sarcastic and stubborn. He liked that version of him, and now found himself liking this version of him just as much.

He contemplated how long to leave the blindfold on, how much longer he'd keep this a secret, and decided he'd wait for just a little while longer... There wasn't any harm in waiting when Tony had consented to being blindfolded. If he really wanted it off, he would ask. With careful hands he unbuckled his belt, pulling the end free from the buckle before pulling his zipper down. His hand freed his length, which was already halfway-hardened by simply thinking of the man at his feet. "Be a good boy and suck my cock." He murmured, his free hand finding the back of Tony's head to gently guide him in closer.