#thundersmash

[poetjonnyox]

Let us scarcely touch. Let us thundersmash. Let us ride all speeds of love. -Jonny Ox #touching #barely #thunder #smash #shallwe #jonnyox #words #speed #almost #wordsmatter #touched #takeyourtime #hurryup #soft #slow #hard #fast #inandout #aftereffects #afterglow #radiant #thunderstruck #sundaybest https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg9w2XFOydr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#touching #barely #thunder #smash #shallwe #jonnyox #words #speed #almost #wordsmatter #touched #takeyourtime #hurryup #soft #slow #hard #fast #inandout #aftereffects #afterglow #radiant #thunderstruck #sundaybest

[maundering-marauder]

#now I need the fic #steve rogers #bucky barnes #bruce banner #thor #natasha romanoff #valkyrie #peter parker #marvel #stucky #what’s the ship name for Thor & Bruce? #because if it’s not thundersmash #then we’re doing something wrong #thundersmash #& ship name for Nat & Val? #nathilde?! #that can’t be it #help! #tiktok

[captainenjolras]

Ok so apparently it was custom when courting someone in the Viking age to pull said person onto your lap to show you liked them so if you will, just imagine the Avengers having dinner and stuff when Bruce tells a joke and everyone starts laughing only for Thor to just...pick him up and...lap...and like everyone’s so confused and Clint’s still laughing either from the joke or what just happened

#thorbruce #brucethor #thruce #thorhulk #hulkthor #thulk #thundersmash #thunderhulk #thunderscience #gammahammer #bruce x thor #thor x bruce #oh Thor #Bruce is just like huh???? #the avengers #avengers #mcu #marvel #marvel cinamatic universe #there’s more old norse courting rituals that i will include in fics/headcanons/etc

[starrav3ll]

whenever hulk calls thor "pretty boy" in avengers: assemble

me:

#thulk #thorbruce #thunderscience #thundersmash #gammahammer #thor #the incredible hulk #avengers assemble

[brucethor-is-lit]

Thruce Pride Icons (Bi + Pan)

Made by me and free to use, ill prolly be making more of these cause these were originally created for me and my bf

#thruce #thorbruce #thor #thor odinson #bruce banner #the hulk #thor ragnarok #hulk #marvel #the avengers #endgame #avengers endgame #thunderscience #gammahammer #thulk #thundersmash #pride #pride2019 #lgbtq #lbgtq #lbgtqai #lgbtqai+ #pan #bi #bisexual #pansexual

[itrymybespacito]

OKAY BUT WHY IS THRUCE SO SOFT? I LOVE THEM-

#thruce #thorbruce #thulk #gammahammer #thundersmash #thor #bruce #bruce banner #thor odinson #they are living togheter and everything is alright bc thats what they deserve

[thruceislifealloflife]

Jennifer × Jane

#green thunder #thor/hulk #thruce #thulk #thunder science #thundersmash #thruceforlife #thruce is life #THRUCE FOR LIFE #She Thruce

[thorbruce-is-lit]

Well

I got twelve notes on my last post, but thats enough encouragement fro me to post an extract of what i’ve been working on. Currently at 3.1k words, i’m not sure if it’ll grow or shrink, but heres something to keep you interested:

{“It’s... amazing.” he breathed. Thor chuckled.  “You’ve said that.” “But... Look! It’s so beautiful!” Bruce exclaimed, struggling to put his feelings into words. “You’re beautiful.” Bruce looked away from the breathtaking view to see Thor smiling at him again, and felt all the stress of the past few weeks fade from his mind. He didn’t notice the sadness behind Thor’s eyes}  Feedback is, as always, treasured. Also just any comments at all. 

#thorbruce #brucethor #thunderscience #gammahammer #thruce #fic #my writing #its late #ive been working on this on and off all day #it really should be finished by now #oh well #what can you do #thundersmash #is still a great tag btw

[thorbrucealltheway]

Thor says 'I love you' to Bruce every time someone outsmarts him, to remind him he doesn't have to be the smartest to be loved.

#i think thor would do this #bc bruce is loved no matter what #thorbruce #thruce #thundersience #gamma hammer #gammahammer #thundersmash

[whatthefoucault]

THUNDERSMASH!!! YESsssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YES YES YES

Would you like a contextless thundersmash fic chunk?  Because you’re gonna get one:

“My friend, I’ve been meaning to ask,” said Thor, “how come you never wear a shirt?”

“Banner need stretchier shirts,” said Hulk, flexing his bicep by way of demonstration.  

“You could just have shirts made in your size,” noted Thor.

“Hulk not shy,” he shrugged.  "Positive body image.“

Thor smiled.  "Don’t misunderstand,” he said, “I wasn’t - I’m not complaining.  You should wear - or not wear - whatever you wish, my friend.”

Hulk smiled.  "Thor not so bad either,“ he said, and if he noticed that Thor was blushing, he was polite enough not to say.

#answerings #stevebuckythyla #thor #hulk #thundersmash #thorhulk #i love this ship regardless of what you call it it's just the best

[crimesofadeadpool]

“Old Fanfic Snippets that are years old that I never got around to finishing” thread

Contains a Cherik, a few spideypools, including the beginning of a coffeeshop au, an MRT smutty start, and a Thor/Hulk smutty start inspired by the Avengers Assemble cartoon, I think idk guys it’s virgin!Thor and Hulk I got nothing for you. And the finally Wolverine/Spider-man because there was this ‘What If’ comic where Spidey goes all vigilante and I swear, one of the lines is “…Logan enjoyed watching [Peter] take the lead.” And it was so gay I swear, I couldn’t help myself. Anyway, if you want to read them, check the cut below. 

It started, as most thing did in the Xavier household, with a game of chess. Charles and Erik sat at opposing sides of the board.  They were in one of the numerous living rooms of Xavier’s mansion, spread out on the rug in front of the fireplace. Since it was too warm to have the fireplace going, Charles was mentally projecting the fire for them. Erik’s hand hesitated over a knight. “Not getting nervous, are we?” Charles teased. Erik shot him a look and moved the piece. Charles reviewed the board, idly scratching his head. “No powers,” Erik chided. “I wasn’t using my powers,” Charles retorted. “I had an itch.” Erik frowned and looked at the chess game. “Your move.” Charles shifted, lying flat on his stomach. “Patience,” he chided. Erik sighed and took a sip of wine. Charles took the opportunity to look at Erik. He was wearing that black top again, the one that clung to his chest. In fact, he was dressed totally in black, which the shadows of Charles’ imaginary fire only added to.

“You want me to what?” Peter had been many things in his life. Student, teacher, photographer, superhero, scientist. And now, apparently, a stripper. “Don’t be so dramatic,” MJ chided. “We just need a male model.” “To model lingerie.” MJ pouted. “We need a model, and you’ve got the best body of any guys I know.” “Flash, Harry-” Peter began rattling off. “No.” Peter switched his incredulous gaze to his aunt. “You can’t want me to do this.” May gave him a sympathetic look. “It’ll be fun.” “Fun,” he repeated. And here he thought Deadpool was the one supposed to provide the dirty innuendo in his life. These people were supposed to be normal. MJ grinned at him. “Come on Tiger. You know you’re going to say yes eventually. So let’s cut to the chase.” Peter sagged. “Fine.”

Peter leant against the counter, flipping through a biology book. He was technically on duty, but the coffee shop’s clients always dwindled after noon. He turned the page, then looked up as the bell attached to the door rang. A very handsome man walked in, with gorgeous eyes. Peter blushed. “Hi,” he said, automatically plastering a smile on his face. “What can I get you?” “Black coffee. No, wait, with milk. So white. Why are they called that? Black coffee’s actually brown, isn’t it, and white is like honey brown, depending on how much you put in. Actually while we’re on the topic, why is it called ‘straight’ coffee? Like does that mean when coffee has stuff in it, it’s gay? And if so, can we start calling that? Claim the sugar-filled coffee away from the homophobes? That would serve them right. Wait till their coffee addiction kicks in and they come crawling to us, begging for sugar and preaching equality.” He nodded to himself. “Also, I want honey, marshmallows, whole milk and six teaspoons of sugar. Oh and I’m Wade.” Peter blinked at him. “What?” The man pouted. “Coffee. Make.” Peter frowned. “So your order is…” “Coffee, milk, honey, marshmallows, six sugars.” He nodded. “Six.” Peter repeated. “And my name is Wade,” the man confirmed, nodding. “You’re cute,” he added. “What?” “I said you’re cute. You know, for a barrister.” Peter blinked twice, unsure how to respond. He moved to the other side of the counter and began making the drink. “You mean barista,” he said finally. “A barrister is a lawyer.” Wade stuck out his tongue. “Hey, I’m flirting with you. You’re supposed to compliment me back.” Peter looked him over. “Uh…” He spooned in the sugar and handed it over quickly. “Here’s your drink.” Wade stuck out his lower lip. “Thanks,” he said with a hint of sadness. He handed over the money. “Keep the change.” Then he walked out. Peter blinked twice. He looked down at the twenty dollar note. “Okay,” he said to himself.

~

MJ grinned at Peter and bumped her hip against him. “What’s wrong, Tiger?” Peter looked at her. “What do you mean?” He cast another look at the door as a new set of customers came in. “You’re expecting someone,” she accused as she moved to take their order. “I’m not,” he said after he had made their drinks, one black, one plain milk. She gave him a look. “Sure you’re not.” “I’m not.” It had been two days since Wade had come in. Peter wasn’t sure why, but he kept waiting for him to come back. He didn’t mean to. He hadn’t told anyone about the weird encounter yet, because he still wasn’t sure what, if anything, had happened. “Then stop checking out everyone who comes in,” MJ teased. “I’m not-” he sighed. “It’s nothing.” He began cleaning off the espresso machine. “Uh-huh,” MJ said doubtfully. The door chimed again. This time Peter refused to look up. Which turned out to be a mistake when the cheerful voice of Wade filtered through the café. Peter’s head darted up. Wade didn’t notice him, his gaze on MJ. “What can I get you?” she asked in a deep voice. Peter felt a stab of jealousy at MJ and her flirty personality. Of course she’d find him attractive too. Who wouldn’t? “Cinnamon Dolce Latte. With lots of sugar.” MJ raised an eyebrow. “Sugar,” she repeated. “Lots of it.” “Name?” “Wade,” Wade replied happily. From behind the bench, hidden from view, Peter blushed. Wade moved away from the counter to wait for his order. MJ handed Peter the note with his order, and then caught his eye. She folded her arms. “Tiger?” she demanded with a raised eyebrow. Peter looked away hurriedly. “Weird order, huh?” he said non-chalantly.

“Ooh, ice cream.” Wade said, slinging his arm over Peter’s shoulders and tried to redirect him towards the shop. Peter gave him an annoyed look. “No.” He pulled away and kept walking. Wade pulled a face. “But ice cream.” Peter didn’t respond, and Wade had to walk quickly to catch up. When he reached him, he hugged Peter from behind. “I’ll make it good for you,” he teased. Peter froze. A few things ran through his mind, ending with, “What does that even mean?” Wade let his hands wander. “This and that.” Peter scowled. “We’re in public.” He was flushed and pointedly ignoring the looks some passer-by’s were giving them. “Then let’s go to the ice cream shop, it’ll be more private.” He whispered the last word. Peter pushed him away. “You really have no idea how to be seductive, do you?” Wade grinned. “I was still good enough for you to recognise it as seduction,” he pointed out. “But you’re right, let’s discuss this. Over ice cream.” Peter closed his eyes. “Is there any way to get out of this?” “Nope!” He grabbed Peter’s hand and pulled him across the road. Peter sighed. The door chimed as they entered the shop. Wade pushed him into one of the little tables. Peter obediently sat down as Wade ordered. There was a mother sitting with her two children across the room. She cast the mask-less Wade a suspicious look, but smiled when Peter gave her an apologetic look. Peter tapped the table idly as the two kids fought over something. He was trying very hard to ignore Wade’s ordering, knowing it would be some monstrous sin of a creation. Frankenstein’s monster meets Ultimate Aggregor. Knowing Wade, it’d probably end up sculptured into a perfect replica of his ass. He sighed. “Something wrong Spidey?” Wade asked. Peter cast him a fearful glance. Then blinked. And blinked again. Wade was holding out an ice cream cone. A normal ice cream cone. Peter tentatively reached over, waiting for the punchline, but Wade handed it over without comment. He took the seat next to him and dropped a tub of ice cream onto the table. In his free hand was a matching cone. Peter blinked again. He opened his mouth and shut it. The scene was just so…so…normal. It was perfect. That was worrying. Wade gave him a concerned look. “You don’t like chocolate? I thought everyone liked chocolate.” “I prefer rainbow,” he blurted out, still a bit thrown. Wade looked upset. “I can get you one,” he replied quickly, making a move to stand up. “No!” Peter replied, grabbing his arm. “It’s fine. Great.” He nodded to the tub. “What’s that?” “For later,” Wade replied, still with a bit of a frown on his face. “I can get you rainbow flavoured.” “It’s fine. What do you mean later?” Wade shrugged. “Guess you’ll have to find out.” Peter gave him a suspicious look and licked at the ice cream. He smiled at Wade, who was rapt. “No fair,” Wade told him. “You should use that tongue for good, not evil.” Peter rolled his eyes.

Matt hummed and kissed a line down Peter’s neck. Wade made a pained noise. “Why can’t I join?” he whimpered from the arm chair opposite their couch. Peter glared at him as Matt’s hands tugged on the bottom of Peter’s shirt. “Because we’re punishing you,” Peter told him.   Matt sighed as he pulled the t-shirt off and folded it up gently to place on the coffee table. “I said no talking,” he chided Peter with a soft kiss. Peter smirked back. “Wade started it.” “If you’re not silent I’ll punish both of you,” Matt threatened with very little heat as he reached for Peter’s belt. There was a silence as Matt stripped the two of them off and folded their clothes onto the table. “Can’t I just-” “No,” Matt cut him off. His eyes were closed as he slid forward and ran his hands over Peter’s face. “This is unfair,” Wade mumbled, not taking his eyes off the scene. “Entrapment.” Matt kissed Peter softly, prompting a small moan from the other man. “Entrapment would suggest we secretly want you to join us so that we can punish you more.” “Well,” Wade said, “when you put it like that.”

Hulk rummaged through the fridge. “Food,” he moaned as he searched for the fifth time in the past ten minutes. From the counter, Thor pulled a face. “The constant lack of food is an abhorrent trait of this Tower.” Hulk grunted. Thor sighed and rested his head on his arms on the counter. “Food,” he moaned. He sighed and stretched. “Pizza soon,” Hulk reminded him. Twenty-five different types of pizza were on-route. All they had to do was wait.   “Yes,” Thor sighed and blew some hair out of his face. There was a silence. “Is this not the part where we indulge in the ‘small talk?’” Thor had been trying to come to terms with Midgardian social standards. Hulk gave him a grin. “What would Goldilocks want to talk about?” Thor ignored the slight. “What do you mortals usually talk about?” Hulk shrugged. He tried to remember the last time he ‘chatted’ about anything. “The weather?” Thor looked behind him to the window. “It is sunny.” Hulk followed his gaze and grunted. “That was not a satisfying conversation.” Thor commented. Hulk shrugged again. “If I may interrupt.” Jarvis chimed in. “Speak computer,” Thor allowed him. “I have devised a list of common ‘small-talk’ topics. For example, AllWomenStalk.com states that good topics include: How Your Day Has Been, Compliments, Something Interesting From The News, Work. SocialAnxietyDisorder.about.com lists: Weather, Sports, Family, Hometown. Shall I continue?” “No. Thank you, computer.” “You are welcome.” Hulk and Thor exchanged looks. “So…” Thor began. “However,” Jarvis continued, “I have also compiled a list of topics that Captain America and Sir often engage in.” Thor and Hulk shared a look. “Continue.” “The most prominent topics in discussions include – technology, history, fighting techniques.” The two frowned at each other. None of those topics seemed especially interesting. “Was there nothing else?” “There was one other topic.” Jarvis admitted. “But I am not sure it is relevant.” “Tell us Computer.” “The most talked about topic between Captain America and Tony Stark is sex.”  The computer informed them. There was an awkward silence. Hulk burst out laughing, while Thor blushed slightly. “Of course!” Hulk laughed. He noticed his companion’s flush. “Something wrong Rapunzel?” “Nothing.” Thor said quickly. Hulk gave him a look. “You upset?” “I’ll have you know I’ve bedded half the females in Asguard.” Thor declared loudly, looking away as a flush covered his face. Hulk gave him a look over. “Uh-huh.” Hulk didn’t actually care how many people Thor had bedded – female or otherwise. Thor flared up. “Are you challenging me?” Hulks eyes narrowed. Hulk never backed away from a challenge – even if it was an imaginary challenge that was a product of his friend’s wounded honour. Hulk stepped forward, closing the distance between them. He could see in Thor’s eyes the want to retreat warring with his pride. Thor took a deep breath and stayed his ground. Hulk chuckled in response. The Norse God’s eyes flared. “You dare mock me?” “Hulk doesn’t mock.”   Thor didn’t reply. “Touchy,” Hulk commented. Thor raised an arm suddenly, as if to attack him. Hulk pinned down the man against the counter. “Relax.” Thor didn’t meet his eyes and shifted embarrassedly. Hulk suddenly picked up on the mood. “Scared Princess?” Thor’s eyes flashed as they met his again. “I am never scared.” Hulk grinned and darted in, mashing their lips together. Thor froze and his eyes closed. Hulk chuckled again as they parted. Thor squirmed. “This is unfair.” There was an unspoken communication between them. A daring look in Hulk’s eyes, and an equal determination in Thor’s decided their path. They shifted and Hulk pulled him closer. Thor wrapped his arms around him and kissed him. The kiss was awkward and inexperienced. “Half the women in Asgard,” Hulk repeated sardonically.   Thor growled and pulled him into another kiss, this one slightly better than the first one. “Have to teach you,” Hulk continued, lifting Thor onto the counter. A shiver ran through Thor’s body as Hulk began to undress him, gently at first, but -after getting annoyed with the Asgardian armor – ripping away the clothes and throwing them across the room. “Initiating Protocol ‘Fonduing’,” Jarvis chimed in. There was a noise as the room was suddenly locked down – the windows were overlayed with metal and the doors locked with a noise. “Fonduing?” Hulk repeated. “I believe that is Captain America’s word for…” “…Fonduing.” Hulk finished. “Yes. Jarvis?” There was no reply. “I believe we are now alone.” Thor concluded. “Good,” Hulk said and kissed Thor’s neck and his hands trailed down between his legs. Thor squirmed again. “Hulk,” Thor gasped. “Yes, God?” Hulk mocked. Thor’s mouth opened, but he hadn’t any words to explain what he needed, so he shut it. Hulk nuzzled Thor’s neck. Thor’s squirming increased and he wrapped his legs around Hulk’s waist. The sentient part of Hulk’s brain was suddenly glad that Thor wasn’t properly human. It meant that he didn’t have to hold back. He picked up Thor suddenly, and walked over to the couch, dropping Thor inelegantly and then getting on top of him. It became quickly clear that the couch - while being able to hold both their weight, definitely didn’t fit their size. Hulk grabbed Thor and threw him onto the glass coffee table instead

Based off a certain line in one of the “What If” comics – ‘Spiderman versus Wolverine’. “…Logan enjoyed watching [Peter] take the lead.” Yes, it actually said that. I don’t know why. I don’t...I don’t know why.  This is set in the world where Peter stays in Russia with Wolverine, and becomes a hardened killer, and his Spidey-sense evolves into almost precognition.

There was a satisfying noise as his fists hit the punching bag. It was snowing, but that was usual for this place. He hit the bag again, this time too hard and his fist went through the bag. “Are you just going to stand there?” Spiderman asked, as he took the bag off the hook and sighed. Wolverine exhaled deeply, leaning against the wall of the cabin with a cigar in his hand. “Yep.” Peter turned to look at him, folding his arms. “Those things will kill you, you know.” This startled a laugh out of him. “Yeah, that’s something to be worried about.” Peter grinned at him. “Bored, Logan?” Wolverine shrugged casually. “The others are out of town.” “And you want me to amuse you.” “Sounds good to me.” Logan looked at his dying cigar and threw it away. Peter gave him a look. “Now you’re starting forest fires.” “Good chance with that, in this weather.” Logan pointed out. Peter shook his head. “Ever the risk taker.” Logan walked towards him and inclined his head to the broken punching bag. “Having fun?” Peter looked at them with disdain. “Not much of a fight.” Wolverine grinned and reached over. Peter quickly ducked his arm and span to the side. “Wanna dance Spidey?” Spiderman grinned and put up his arms in a mock fighting stance. He beckoned. Logan leapt forward. Spidey easily ducked his punch, and the follow-up kick. While Logan was off-balanced, Spidey twisted and kicked at Logan’s leg, knocking him easily to the ground, and then sitting on top of him, pinning him down. “Not much of a fight.” Spidey said again. “That wasn’t a fight. It was a dance. Weren’t you listening?” Peter rolled his eyes. “Well, thanks for the dance.” “Anytime kiddo.” He shifted. “You going to get off me now?” Peter gave him an innocent grin. “I thought we were dancing.” Logan gave him a look. “Dance is over Spidey.” He was getting a bit uncomfortable about how close they were. His scent was awfully overwhelming – the smell of sweat and blood. He frowned. “You bleeding?” Peter looked at his hands. “A little.” He admitted. “Not as tough as you’d like, huh?” “Still took you out.” “Because I let you.” “Sure.” Wolverine suddenly struck, twisting so that Peter was the one on his back, and Logan was the one pinning him down. Peter gasped as the air fled his lungs. He coughed. “Really?” Logan asked him. Peter gave him a look as he coughed. “I let you do that.” “Well aren’t we both polite?” “To the core.” Logan chuckled. “You going to let me go?” “I thought we were still dancing.” “Yeah, that’s old news. Now we’re cold and pinned to the snowy ground of Russia.” Spidey shivered slightly, his legs spasming slightly against Wolverine’s body. Wolverine paused, trying to ignore the part of his brain that had gone into overdrive. “Eh, whatever,” he said and let go of the man, standing up. Spiderman sat up and rubbed the back of his head. “Huh?” Wolverine shrugged. “You’re right. It’s cold.” Spidey jumped lithely to his feet. “Yeah, it is. But since when have you cared about that?” Wolverine began walking back to the cabin. “Hmm.” Peter said, following him inside. The fireplace was blazing, warming up the inside of the cabin nicely. Wolverine collapsed onto the couch. Spiderman stood up on the couch and crouched next to him, watching him suspiciously. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Wolverine grunted. Spiderman leant towards him. “You okay?” Wolverine didn’t reply. Spiderman reached over and touched his face. Wolverine stood up, but not before Peter realised the problem. He chuckled. “Oh, Wolverine,” he sang, jumping off the couch to wrap his arms around Logan’s waist. Logan froze. “Back off kid.” He said in a dangerous tone. Spiderman moved closer to whisper in his ear. “I’m not a kid anymore.” Logan shivered. “You are to me.” “Just because you’re an old man,” Spidey teased. His hands slid towards Logan’s belt line. “Kid.” “Old man.” Spiderman mimicked. “Come on Wolverine, let’s play.” “Don’t mess with me.” “I’m not messing with you. Turn around.” Wolverine reluctantly turned around and Peter was on him in an instance, forcing their lips together. Logan instinctively pulled him closer. Peter grinned and rubbed against him.

#cherik #spideypool #marvel red team #wolverine/spiderman #spiderine #? #thundersmash #gammahammer #idk #thorhulk #fanfic snippets #These are probably a mess idk #my writing #personal

[robinsgochirp]

I made a list of Thor x Bruce/Hulk ship names cuz we have so many and most lists are incomplete so yeah

thorbruce

Brucethor

Thorhulk

Hulkthor

Thruce

Thulk

Thanner

Gammahammer

Green lightning

Thunderbanner

Thunderscience

Thundersmash

Green Thunder

Dr. Hammer

Lightning Bruce

Thunder Bruce

Thunderhulk

Gammathunder

Edit:

Thrulk

Dr. Thunder

Thundergamma

Brainstorm

If you know of any more please tell me and add on. We have so many, it’s kinda ridiculous but I love it

#im not tagging all of them #thor #thor odinson #bruce banner #hulk #the hulk #thorbruce #thruce #thulk #gammahammer #thunderscience #mcu #marvel

[captainenjolras]

Meanwhile, in the Banner-Odinson residence

Tony: so where’s Thor?

Bruce: oh, he’s out walking the fish

Tony: do you mean the do-

Bruce: no

Thor, waving to them through the window with a fish tank in his arms: hello!

Bonus

Nat: where’s Hulk?

Thor: he’s holding the squirrels

Nat: don’t you mean the enem-

Thor: no

Hulk, waving from the other side of the street holding five squirrels: LOOK WHAT HULK FOUND!

#thorbruce headcanons #inncorrect thorbruce #thor x bruce #bruce x thor #thruce #thorbruce #thundersmash #thunderhulk #gammahammer #thorhulk #thulk #thor x hulk #hulk x thor #tony stark #thor odinson #bruce banner #hulk

[brucethor-is-lit]

Touch

Prompt for ThorBruce week

Day 4: Touch

Summary: Thor get Bruce used to Physical contact

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Even though Bruce hated touch Thors constant touching was the only thing that could comfort him on the vibrant planet. The bright colours, loud noises, and constant reminder of the other guy all faded away with Thors touch. Bruce had to admit he became more comfortable with touching.

When they began dating it took a while for Bruce to become comfortable with Thors embraces.

Thor took it slow. He began with hand holding and other little things like that. Each time he would make sure he had permission.

After hand holding was playing with his hair. Every time Bruce saw Thor more tiny braids were added into his hair. Bruce never took the braids out until the end of the day. Whenever he was stressed he would run his hands over the braids. They reminded him of Thor and he felt as if he had a part of Thor with him.

Next came hugging. Just like hand holding Thor would ask permission. Whenever Thor had the chance he would ask Bruce for a hug. He was often met with a “Yes.” Or “Sure.” but there was one occasion where Bruce just wrapped his arms around him.

The two off them stood there hugging each other until a very weary Clint interrupted them so he could get to the kitchen.

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I haven’t slept for about a week and I changed this halfway through so I’m not really sure if this made sense. If it doesn’t then I’ll completely rewrite it

#thorbruce week #thorbruce #thruce #thundersmash #thunderscience #gammahammer #thorxbruce banner #thorxbruce #thor odinsonxbruce banner #bruce banner #thor god of thunder #thor odison #thor ragnarok #thor the dark world #the incredible hulk #marvel #mcu #fanfic #touch #the hulk

[writterings]

thulk: strictly thor/hulk thruce: strictly thor/bruce gammahammer: thor/bruce or thor/hulk, can be either because both are affected by gamma thunderscience: strictly thor/bruce thundersmash: strictly thor/hulk

#i refuse to tag all this but these are the facts #thunderscience #thulk

[thruceislifealloflife]

Chapter 2

The next day Bruce is laying in the guest bedroom that Jennifer Jane and Bruhn let him stay in until he can finally be on his own. He lays is hands on his stomach only to wonder what life with a child. Bruce starts to day dream until he is snapped out by a knock on his door.

"Hey Bruce." Jane walks in looking like she had just gotten back from chemo therapy.

"Is it alright if I sit?" Bruce nods and Jane sits at the end of Bruce's bed.

"I know it's been a hard couple of months and recently couple of hard weeks but I want to talk with you." Jane takes it as a move to talk on since Bruce doesn't say anything.

"If you want I can talk to Thor and tell him but I'll make sure that he stays away from you. If it's alright with you could I talk with Thor?" Jane talks turning to look at Bruce.

"That would be nice if you could do so." Bruce says looking up at Jane then back down.

"It's going to be all right." Jane speaks softly pulling Bruce into a Hug that causes Bruce to just brake down in to a total mess of tears.

At Thor's

Thor sits at what use to be his and Bruce's living room with some tea. Jane is sitting across him holding something in her hands.

"How is he doing?"

"Not so good but what do you expect."

"Why are you hear you usually just come for hero business."

"We really need to talk about something that concerts Bruce." At that Thor looks up and gives his full attention to Jane fearing the worse.

"Whats wrong?!"

"Nothing but he can't bring him self to talk to you, well not yet at lease?" Jane pauses thinking of how she should phrase her words."He's been sick and more stressed than before. And now we know why, but we don't want to hope too much because it could go bad."

"What happen?" Thor starts becoming anxiousness.

"He's pregnant."

With those words it makes Thor feel like he just lost more, like he had destroyed his entire world. Thor feels his through tighten and his eyes heavy. Soon he finds him self crying in the arms of his former lover.

"I fucked up the only good thing i ever had."

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