thor, seeing Bruce for the first time in 2 years: you can't spell friendship without p-e-n-i-s
thor: stay slutty my friends

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thor, seeing Bruce for the first time in 2 years: you can't spell friendship without p-e-n-i-s
thor: stay slutty my friends
Let Thor wear dorky sweaters and Bruce have a loving bf
it's hug ur thunder god boyfriend o'clock 🕛 ❤💚
love this ship so much ajskfkgkd
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Thor based Pan and Ace flags and Bruce Banner(and Hulk) based Gay and Demi flags~ (From the MCU) ^^ For an anon!!! Hope you like these~~
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thor: Change is inedible.
bruce: Don't you mean inevitable?
thor, spitting out coins: No, I did not.
soft thorbruce for my tired soul 💐
i love them.........
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Bruce x Reader Drabble?? With the emotion of Protectiveness?? LOve yOu! I'm sO pUmped fOr thIs!
“Bruce?” His ears were ringing as he blinked open his eyes, a blurry picture of you filling his vision. He groaned and you rubbed circles on his collar bone. “That’s it, come on,” Blood was dripping down your forehead, running rivers down your cheek.
“What happened?” Bruce mumbled and you watched as he struggled to sit up. You’d covered him with a blanket, to help with the post hulk-nudity. Your arm ached as you supported him up, the sprain in your wrist making itself known.
“Earthquake,” You said, looking around Tony’s old house. Or… what was left of it, with wires sticking out and sparks flying everywhere. He’d rented it to the two of you for your honeymoon.
“Are you okay?” Bruce asked after a few moments, gaining his bearings and finally looking at you under a critical eye. Your pupils were dilated, concussion, your arm was curled against your chest to minimize movement, broken, wait no, you’d used it to support him up, sprained then, and you had a laceration of your forehead. “Scratch that, look at me,” He checked your pupils, trying to grasp the severity of your condition as JARVIS finally piped up from the rubble.
“The earthquake was clocked in as a 6.5 on the Richter scale, Mister Stark has been notified of the occurrence and the Avengers are on their way in the Quint-jet, Are there any medical needs to be assisted to?” The AI sputtered out, a little glitchy considering it’s entire speaker system had been damaged.
Bruce looked to you, a little worse for ware, but looking at him like you’d never seen anything prettier. You were happy, he realized, not because this happened, but that he was okay. Sure, he was okay, but Bruce couldn’t help but feel guilty that he didn’t protect you. It was his job to.
Which is why instead of taking JARVIS’ offer he simply said, “Are there any in house supplies that survived the damage,” Even if he couldn’t protect you during the quake, he was going to help you after.
I just really like Bruce ok