#bruce/nat

[titanebaby]

collage tarot deck! scanned all of the major arcana & some of my fav minor arcana

inspired by 306saint’s trash tarot <3

[haveihitanerve]

That scene- where Clint makes more trick arrows… 😭 please just imagine for me Tony Stark and Clint Barton, the two insomniacs of the avengers team, huddled in the lab at four in the morning, Tony leaned against Clint, half draped over him, laughing at something he’s said as they both fiddle with tech, cracking jokes and coming up with more and more outlandish trick arrows to create, toasting marshmallows over the small fire they accidentally started and sharing thoughts and space and… just Clint and tony friendship for me please 

[thewrittenpodcast]

Clint and Natasha, frozen and staring at each other across the counter:

Bruce: this is so creepy

Tony: how long have they been like this

Peter: about an hour

Steve: what happened

Peter: he stole her chips

[lord-cherry-bucket]

Bruce and his scary black cat gf

[i-writes-things]

HI! I want to say that I love you writing a lot, It's so good💖.

I was wondering if you could write (is you don't want to it's fine) Natasha x Teen!daughter reader where reader goes on a mission with Steve, but she doesn't come back and everyone is doing everything to find her but it's like only a few days later that they find her injured. (you can choose what happened and where they find and rescue her) and can you do it as a reader insert (if you don't want to that's totally fine.)

Thank you :) keep up the good work!💜

Aw thank you!

I haven't posted in a while.

So Mama!Nat seems like a good reboot to start with.

"Hey, mom."

"What the hell were you thinking." Natasha growls at Steve before glancing at you.

"I wasn't." Steve starts, "I was unconscious. Y/n saved us. Me, really."

"That I did." Y/n is laying uncomfortably in the grass, her leg propped up. "Barely."

"Steve, I told you to keep her in your sights."

"I did-"

"He was, Mom!"

"Y/n, this isn't your mess." She turned back to scold Steve, but Y/n wasn't having it.

"Not my mess. I'm the one who cleaned the whole damn thing up!" Steve mumbled something with his head down as Natasha turned back toward her daughter. "I dragged Steve out. I cleared the building, I got the hard drive, I was the one who contacted you! Steve was out cold up until 10 hours ago!" Wishing she could stomp away right about now, Y/n huffed and worked on moving herself to a better position. Natasha was silent, tapped her shoe on the ground. Steve walked away.

"Bruce!" He went looking for the little green man.

"I'm sorry."

"For-"

"For forgetting you're not my 8 year old babygirl, who accidentally lit fireworks in the Compound, anymore." She lowered herself to meet Y/n. "You're now," She pulled your chin back towards her "my brave, ambitious and amazing young woman." Taking a glance at your swollen knee, she whispers, "I'm so proud of you."

"I tripped an alarm." You began, "Steve was sitting out in the hall and I thought," Steve and Bruce's footsteps could be heard.

"I thought I was gonna be attacked!" Y/n voice totally changes, leaving Natasha suspicious and Steve told Bruce to listen in. "I mean he was coming for me, Steve," She gestured to him "out in the wall and they gotten me and silly unconscious Steve cornered, quite easily actually." Natasha stared at Y/n trying to get the whole story. She couldn't find a reason. "I had him in choke hold-" Steve threw his hand in the air and Bruce took Steve over to a makeshift table to look "I just tripped." Y/n looked down at her stupid swollen knee.

"What?"

"We weren't cornered, I only had to take down maybe 3 guys. Be that was way before this. I thought I could be cool and do a flip off the wall. Try to at least, I was feeling it and I tripped as I ran to the wall."

"Thank god." Natasha closes her eyes in thanks.

"What? That I fell? Thanks mom. Love you too."

"Young lady, we both know you would have needed stitches if you tried that." Y/n huffed feeling defenseless.

"Whatever."

"So you tried to tell Steve a cooler story." She cocked an eyebrow.

"Tried? I did tell him a way cooler story. Now he thinks more of me! Goal Accomplished!" Y/n smiled, pumping a fist in the air.

"Oh. my. god. Your gonna have to tell him."

"Mom, no." You dreaded this.

"Y/n, yes!" She booped your nose. "You tell him or I do!" She said in a sing song voice. Y/n groans and stands with Natasha's help, wobbling back to the Quin jet.

"I hate Steve sometimes you know that. Why can't he just be oblivious? Mom pleeasse!"

"Okay baby, I'll tell him."

"No no. I will fine fine, you've convinced me. You're so mean." Y/n and Natasha continued to hobble along on the grass.

"Love you too." Natasha waves Steve and Bruce back and they all ride home together.

[natashaslesbian]

Babysitter

From the ‘Tiny Dancer’ series

Natasha had no choice but to leave you with Uncle Bruce when she goes away for an overnight mission. It turns out, Bruce isn’t the best babysitter

Word Count: 1.2k

Pairings (Mom!Natasha x Daughter!Reader) (Bruce Banner x Kid!Reader) (Wanda Maximoff x Kid!Reader)

Warnings: none I think :)

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“Ok tiny dancer” Natasha said as she left a gentle kiss on your cheek “you be good for uncle Bruce ok?” You nodded your little head and gave your mama a sad smile “I’ll be good. I promise” your mommy gave you a tight hug and made a quick exit. Trial and error had discovered that a short goodbye left you much calmer than a long buildup causing you to breakdown when Natasha closed the door. You turned away from the elevator and headed back towards the avengers private living room “Natasha will um- mommy will be back soon y/n” Bruce tried his best to console you, he was still pretty new at this. Until now, Dr Banner had never looked after you alone, he had always shared the babysitting responsibility with Clint or Tony or whoever was at the compound while Natasha was away for a mission. “You wanna…watch tv?” Bruce said “yes please” you replied as you took his hand, much to his surprise.

You spent 3 hours in front of the tv, you usually did right after Natasha had left for a mission. It took a little while to bring out your bubbly personality. “heeeyy y/n” Bruce said as he returned with your dinner “I’ve made your favourite!” Beckoning you towards the dinner table “Dino nuggs?” You asked “yes. Dino nuggets indeed” your uncle said as he helped you up onto the chair. Natasha had left strict instructions on how you liked your dinosaur nuggets to be made and what you would eat them with, you were horrified when you looked over the plate of burnt nuggets and cabbage as a side “ew!” You exclaimed “what’s this?” Bruce had tried his best, he couldn’t find the sweetcorn you usually had with this meal so he settled for cabbage in the hopes you would at least try it “it’s some yummy cabbage y/n, with your dino nuggets” he handed you your little plastic pink fork which was instantly thrown across the kitchen and clattered on the floor. “Don’t want caby thingy!” You yelled “what about the nuggets?” Bruce tried to deflate the situation “they’re b-burnt!” You started to cry “don’t lik-like them burnt!” You climbed down from your chair and made a fast exit back to your bedroom. “Great” Bruce huffed.

Uncle Bruce tried to tempt you with every other option he could think of for dinner, even takeout. You, however, were having non of it, you wanted your dino nuggets. Dr Banner accepted defeat and returned to the kitchen where he spent 3 hours perfecting your dinner to your high standers. It was almost your bedtime when you finally sat down for your second attempt at dinner, you had long ago stopped complaining about your rumbly tummy and could barely keep your eyes open while you ate the last few bites. There were still more mountains to climb before bed, but luckily you were exhausted so you didn’t put up much of fight during bath time. You fell asleep way after your usual bed time and Bruce near enough collapsed into his bed down the hall.

The scientist felt a small breeze against his hand in the early hours of the morning. He shot awake when his handed was tightly tugged. His minor scream as he awoke had you backing into a corner immediately “sowry uncle Bruce” you whispered “oh y/n” he panted “it’s alright, um- are you okay?” He asked as he pulled back the covers “I had a bad dweam” you whispered “oh- ugh” Bruce was baffled, having no idea how to help you “do you wanna- um - have some milk and then um go back to bed?” He offered “well, mommy usually lets me stay in her bed” you sadly said, missing your mama so much. “Right, well” your uncle scanned his brain for any ideas, sharing his bed with you wasn’t exactly his first choice “would you like me to read to you?” He offered again. You drew your gaze down to the floor and sighed “no, it’s ok” you said as you turned on your heels and went back to your bedroom. Bruce gave you a sympathetic smile and rolled back into bed.

It wasn’t until a little while later that he realised the problem hadn’t quite been solved. He could hear your small whines out in the corridor and prepared himself for your re-entry. “Shh y/n, it’s alright” a familiar voice said. Bruce tumbled out of bed to investigate further. Upon opening the door he found an exhausted looking Wanda holding you snug in her arms pattering up and down the corridor. “Wanda?” Dr Banner asked. The brunette must’ve just returned from her solo mission. She shot her crimson eyes at the scientist and he immediately cowered away “why did you send her back to bed crying?” Wanda managed to whisper but also shout “she-she just walked away, I didn’t know what to do!” Bruce stammered, scratching the stubble on his chin. “She just needs some love and cuddles Bruce, just go back to bed I’ll look after her. Properly” the witch didn’t spare a second glance as she took you down the hall to the living area. Bruce excused himself to head back to bed, feeling very defeated. It wasn’t all his fault, he had zero experience with caring for kids and he did try his best.

Natasha wasted no time in heading straight to your bedroom when she returned in the early hours of the morning. She came to a halt in the living area when she saw you fast asleep on top of a dishevelled looking Wanda, who was also fast asleep. The widow was confused but before she could find Bruce a small whimper caught her attention “mama?” You whispered “hey baby girl” your mommy said as she came and scooped you up into her arms. Finally she was home and you were back in the safest place on earth “where is uncle Bruce?” She asked “uncle Bruce is a bad babysitter” you crossly said as you rubbed your eyes, Natasha couldn’t help but giggle slightly. “It’s okay sweethearts, mommy’s here now” she said as she kissed your hairline. You let out a big yawn and another pair of hands came to hold you “hey Nat” Wanda said “Bruce is in his room, I’ll take her to bed” she said, knowing that deep down Natasha was probably quite angry with Bruce. You willingly let Wanda carry you back to bed and fell straight back into dreamland, knowing your mommy was home again.

You woke up an hour later to a commotion outside your bedroom. “I gave you the easiest job Bruce!” Your mom said “how do you burn nuggets? I mean seriously!” You giggled slightly and crawled out of bed towards the door to listen closely “I’m so sorry Natasha I just didn’t know what to do” Bruce pleaded “if Wanda hadn’t had come home she would’ve been left scared and afraid because of you! I am never leaving my daughter with you again Bruce!” Your bedroom door clicked open and both avengers turned to you “hey baby, did you have a good sleep?” Natasha said as she came to give you a cuddle, you hummed contently and lifted your arms up signalling that you wanted your mama to lift you up “let’s go get some breakfast yeah y/n?” Your mom asked “yes pwease” you tiredly said as Natasha headed for the kitchen. You pulled back from her shoulder and looked back Bruce, he smiled. You on the other hand stuck your little tongue out and have a cheeky look at your uncle.

It was safe to say that Natasha wouldn’t be leaving you with Bruce anytime soon.

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This is crap I know I’m sorry :/

-Astara

[swanqueenelmaxshadowhunters]

Wanda’s eyes softened, her gaze steady, and for once, Natasha didn’t feel like she had to hide. Before she could change her mind, Natasha closed the distance, her lips brushing gently against Wanda’s. The touch was soft, tentative, a question in itself. Wanda responded without hesitation, her hand moving up to cup Natasha’s cheek, her thumb tracing a delicate path along her jaw.

It was everything and nothing like Natasha expected—gentle but electric, a spark that set her heart pounding, a warmth that spread through her veins like wildfire. But as the kiss deepened, something in her chest twisted, the intensity too much, too real. She pulled back abruptly, her heart racing, panic clouding her mind.

“Natasha?” Wanda whispered, her voice filled with both concern and something deeper, something that terrified Natasha to her core.

“I— I can’t,” Natasha stammered, her voice barely audible.

She stood up, running a hand through her hair as she fought to steady her breathing. Her walls were crumbling, and all she could think about was the past—the endless nights of training, the missions, the people she’d lost. “I’m sorry, Wanda. I… I don’t do relationships.”

With that, Natasha turned and hurried toward the door, her footsteps echoing in the silent house. She didn’t look back, didn’t dare to see the hurt in Wanda’s eyes. She could feel the memories clawing at her, the pain she’d buried for years rising to the surface, threatening to consume her.

But just as she reached for her coat, Clint’s voice stopped her. “Nat.”

She froze, her heart hammering. Clint stood in the doorway, his expression soft yet unyielding. “You’re really going to walk away from this?” he asked, his voice quiet but laced with understanding. He stepped closer, his gaze steady. “You know, you’re not the only one with a past, Nat. Wanda’s been through hell too. But here she is, willing to take a chance on you.”

Natasha swallowed hard, her throat tight. “I don’t want to hurt her, Clint. I don’t even know if I can be what she needs.”

Clint’s expression softened, his eyes warm. “You don’t have to be perfect, Nat. Wanda doesn’t need you to be anything other than yourself. And from where I’m standing, that’s more than enough.”

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I don't know when I'll be posting this story but I honestly hope to do justice for these characters I love so much (also it's my first time writing anything marvel even tho I've been watching those movies since the first iron man so bear with me pls)

[ironspidersblog]

No thoughts just Tony telling the team be had something important to say and he tells them he’s autistic and they’re all like???? Yeah no shit

[daisybell17]

Bruce: What’s sexting? Nat: I'm not having this conversation with you.

[guardian-angel12]

Ok but just imagine Brutasha as parents! it would be so amazing because while they're both badass, Nat is usually high level badass while Bruce can be that anxious cupcake just trying his best.

Both of them are sooo sweet, but I imagine they'd both be pushovers for their little kid, maybe even it actually having to be Bruce who lays down the law while Nat just watches fondly as their son or daughter (or both) wreak havoc.

Tony and Yelena would also be the total cool uncle/aunt, the ones Brutasha child always wants to be around.

[incorrect-wandanat]

Bruce: *coughs*

Wanda: For the last time, Natasha is taken!!

Bruce: I didn’t even-

Wanda, dragging Nat away: TAKEN!

[haveihitanerve]

Avengers Assemble-

“I… Am…” The power was streaming through his body, electrifying every single cell, and it was all Tony could do to focus on his thumb and middle finger, all he could do to focus on saying those final three words. “STARK!!!” Someone screamed, and he managed just enough strength to loom away from Thanos, to look at Starlord who was sprinting for him. “Grab my hand!!” He was too far away, but Steve wasn't. The super soldier caught his meaning before Tony did, probably due to the fact that Tony’s head was being cleaved in two by six infinity stones, but he grabbed the billionaires free hand, and suddenly the pressure on Tony’s head and arm and everywhere lessoned. Steve’s scream cleaved the air as the soldier bent back with the force of the power. No. Not at this cost. Tony would take the pain if this was the cost. He struggled, trying to break their connection, trying to separate Steve’s hold on his hand, but the Captain had a vice grip, and the original pain had passed. He wasn't letting go. Thor’s hand slammed onto his shoulder, and the god roared in pain, but Steve and Tony both released relieved little gasps as the pressure flowing through them lessoned. Peter was right behind him, then Rhodey, then Pepper, then Clint, and Bruce and finally Starlord reached them and everyone was linking hands, sharing the power, the pain, united in blood and sweat and tears, united by their common enemy, united by their common goal, but most of all united because once upon a time, there had been an idea. To bring together a group of remarkable people, to see if they could become something more. The Avengers Initiative. Tony smiled, grim and proud and thankful. “We… are..” He gasped, making eye contact with Thanos. Steve clasped his hand tighter, and Thor squeezed his shoulder in support. Tony smirked. “The Avengers.” 

[worstloki]

The comedy of brodinsons dragging random cultural biases with them from Asgard is so fun. They should be sexist to people's faces and roll their eyes when anyone says anything about it

[thecousinsdangereux]

Have a weird feeling they are going to put Bucky and Yelena together. Really hoping I’m wrong but that thunderbolts trailer gave me some off vibes.

Need confirmation Kate has a minor role in the film and some teases there’s something between them like a fish needs water

That would be so stupid but then again the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen anyone ever do ever was put in the whole Bruce/Natasha thing, so the bar is at the center of the earth.

I honestly do not think we would ever get bishova as canon for real. But that’s never been why I enjoy a ship, so I guess that makes things different for me. I think all I’m really hoping for is that both characters get some rich canon and maybe, as we move into the next phase of the mcu, they’ll take advantage of how fun they were on screen together and have their stories clash in some way.

[angel-eyes05]

everyones always like "are you a steve rogers, tony stark, or thor girlie" but they never ask if im a bruce banner girlie cause hes sooooo fine in the first two avengers movies😔💔

[natashaslesbian]

Anchor (pt. 1)

Summary: Born and raised in Hydra, 20 year old y/n is rescued by the avengers.

Word Count: 1.5k

Parings: (Reader x Bucky) (Reader x Natasha) (Bruce and Steve speak) (other Avengers are around)

Warnings: talks of hydra and abuse/torture

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Cold. Cold concrete. Cold concrete walls and cold concrete floors. The sun. Oh how you missed it. It’s been so long since you were sent out into the world. Cold. Cold concrete was all you could feel now, it was all you had felt for days. The cold concrete floor seeping through your bare legs and into your blood, even your bones felt cold. The cold concrete wall touched your shoulders, your back covered in a thin barricade. Your arms were stretched out either side of you, your hands hand long ago gone numb, the cuffs were tighter than usual. Cold. Cold concrete. This was just the beginning of your punishment. But it wasn’t your fault, a single soldier up against a 50 man army, you stood no chance. The doors were unlocked and you prepared yourself. One guard entered, a large barrel in his arms, more cold. The freezing water fell across your skin and you gritted your teeth as to not react, that was when you saw it. In the guards arms replacing the barrel, a long baton he held. But this was not just a baton, it was a prod a cattle prod.

You were bare as the day you were born by now, arms released from the chains. You attempted to shuffle away from the electric currants, but it was no use. It struck you over and over, across your thighs, your chest and your face. You were drowned out by your own screams until a much larger sound took over. Red lights began to flash followed by the aching sound of alarms. Every personnel scrambled to the top deck, as called by a cracking voice through the stone speakers. Finally, well for now at least, your torture was over. You rested your head in a large puddle of water, the coldness seeming almost normal now. Your eyes dropped closed, ignoring your wishes to remain awake. You could still feel a sharp sting across your cheek as your body began to melt into the floor, it was an uncomfortable angle, but there were worse ways to be. Your breathing was fractured but as you began to fade away it started to feel smooth again. You welcomed the darkness and drifted slowly into unconsciousness.

“She’s waking up” came a muffled voice, followed by a slightly lighter one “give her some space, we don’t know how’ll she react.” It was bright again, the sun perhaps? But no, that hue of orange and blanket of warmth wasn’t touching you. There was a steady rhythm next to you, a consistent beeping of sorts. You were suddenly aware of a small prick poking your arm and your breathing picked up straight away “it’s alright” that same light voice said “can you open your eyes?” It asked. You furrowed your brows preparing to be met with the same black walls and same doctors dressed head to toe in black. But instead, a warm coloured wall fell adjacent to you, your body was supported by a soft material. A flicker of red caught your attention and you turned your head to explore it further but another voice pulled you away “how are you feeling?” He said, the man covered with a white coat “any pain?” He spoke again “wh-what?” You croaked after a moments silence, lifting your head to take in more of your surroundings. The same flicker of red caught your gaze again and you followed it from shoulder length to a pair of green eyes, watching you with caution. “Are you in any pain?” She asked, you nodded slowly feeling a hint of nausea and a slight dizziness. “You’re at the avengers compound” the redhead said after noting your continued confused glare “I’m Natasha, this is Bruce, he’s a doctor” she continued “we found you at the hydra base, brought you back here a few hours ago” Natasha finished. “I need to check your wounds if that’s ok?” Bruce asked from your opposite side “N-no” you stammered as you pulled back the sheet that was covering you. You were dressed in some sort of hospital gown which only added to your anxiety. You scooted to the foot of the bad and placed your bare feet against the tiles. A muffle of commotion was spoken behind you but you didn’t care to listen, you just had to get out.

You fell out into a long corridor where more people stood. Their shocked eyes all staring down at you as you hunched over and held your stomach in hopes to will away the pain. “It’s alright” Natasha called after you “please, Bruce won’t hurt you we just need to make sure you’re alright” she said “no don’t touch me!” You screamed as you felt a pair of hand on your shoulders. As soft as they were, the sudden contact had frightened you. The widows fellow teammates stood in confusion as you stumbled further down the corridor, all were unsure what to do. At the end of the hall laid a large door, covered in a soft blue paint. They swung opened before you had the chance to reach them and a familiar face came into your view. “Y/n?” It said. The tall figure adorned with deep black hair and a growing stubble, you recognised his eyes straight away but if you needed anymore confirmation his arm surely gave it to you. “Ja-James?” You whispered, frozen in place “James?” You asked again, not trusting your vision in your current state “oh my god, y/n” Bucky said as he ran to your side, catching you just as your legs gave way “they- they said you were dead James” you cried into his neck “I thought you were dead” you sobbed. “I’m here y/n” he said as she took on all of your weight, bringing you both to the floor “I’m right here, you’re safe now” Bucky cooed into your hairline. Bruce, Natasha and the rest of the avengers were amazed at the sight. Not only did this stranger appear to know one of there own, but you seemed to know him by a different name, once they would have regretted whispering.

“Y/n y/l/n, 20 years old, born and raised in Hydra” Bucky said over your sleeping form, gently running his hands over your scalp. “She’s been trained as an assassin since the day she could walk” he continued “they tried to reuse the serum on her, it didn’t go so well, she’s been used as a lab rat all her life” Bucky sighed “how do you know her?” Clint asked “I trained her in combat, gave her this scar” Bucky answered as he pushed back your hair to show a light scar along your neck “Correct me if I may be wrong” Thor spoke up from the corner “but your reunion did not seem that of two people that hate each other” he finished “we didn’t hate each other, we don’t hate each other. I’ve tried to protect her as best I can and I-“ Bucky paused, hiding the crack in his voice “they sent her on her first mission at 10 years old, she was missing for weeks. I guess she came back or they found her, I promised her I’d never leave her, I’ve never mentioned her because I thought she must’ve died. But she’s been there, another 10 years I let them- how did you find her?” Steve rose from his chair “our last intel mission uncovered that Hydra were still operating, still experimenting on people. All our data told us that she was dangerous, she was the only one we found but when we got there-“ he paused, unsure if Buck wanted him to continue, Bucky simply nodded, not needing to hear all the details, he could imagine them well enough himself. “We should let her rest” Bruce said as he began to usher the team out.

“Who- who found her?” Bucky asked, his focus still solely on you “I did” Natasha said, standing last by the door “how did you find her, how was she?” Buck said, returning to stroking your hair “Bucky…I don’t think” Nat stammered “tell me, I need you to tell me” Natasha stood uncomfortably at your free side “she was on the floor, naked, covered in water, and there- there was a cattle prod next to her” Nat said through shaky breathes, not wanting to relive the memory herself. Bucky ran his hand over your cheek, having learnt where the mark had come from, when a sudden realisation hit him “she was being punished” he whispered “what?” Natasha asked in disbelief “she was being punished, the cattle prod that was her punishment which means she had a mission which means she failed that mission” Bucky rambled as he ran to the door “Bucky what’s wrong?” Natasha called after him “if she had a mission and she was the only one you found then they’re gonna be looking for her” Bucky said, fear lacing his voice “Hydra are gonna be after her”

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Eeee a new story! If you saw me post about this like an hour ago no you didn’t lol. This idea just came to me and I bashed out the first part!

-Astra

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