#thorbruceweek

[superblizzardfire]

Bruce has never been kissed.

It's Clint's idea to play never have I ever, but it's Tony who spoils the evening.

'You keeping up there, Cap?' He smirks behind his glass.

Steve, who isn't affected by alcohol, just smiles. 'You're just bitter because I can drink you under the table.'

Bruce catches Thor's eye and they share an amused look. It's the first "team bonding" they've had in a while, and although Bruce's drink of choice is a mild cider, he's still pleasantly fogged. He hasn't let his defences down this much in years. Right now he's trying not to stare at Thor too much.

Steve leans back, smiling. 'Never have I ever... been taken to the ER because I tried to build a flying sex machine.'

'Oh fuck you, that was ages ago.' With a roll of his eyes, Tony gulps his drink whilst the others laugh. 'Okay, fine. Just for that, you can all take a drink. I'm taking you bastards down with me. Never have I ever been kissed.'

Everyone groans and takes a drink along with Tony. Everyone except Bruce, who feels his heart sink. It's not something he's proud of. Forty-one years old and he got his seventh PhD before he got his first kiss. He's learnt to live with it, and since the other guy arrived he's made peace with the fact that he'll probably never have one. But tonight, just when he'd let his guard down...

'You've never been kissed?' says Tony.

Bruce blinks, and realises too late that he didn't take a drink. 'Uh, no.'

He's met with stunned silence, in which he realises what he's done. Steve looks awkward. Nat looks sympathetic. Thor looks... almost disappointed.

But Clint laughs. 'Very funny Banner, drink up.'

Tony leans forward, his eyes a little unfocused. 'No wait, you're serious, aren't you?'

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[sweetbouquetartisane]

thorbruce week day 6: au | college au 🌿 + 📓

Jane got Thor into math. The way she talks about it, makes it sound so interesting. He first met Bruce when he needed help studying for an exam, he already has a phd in math and volunteered. Since then they specifically like to study togheter bc both of them need mini breaks, also they’re boyfriends.

[kxller-queen]

thorbruce week day 4: touch

oof, this isn’t great my bad @thorbruceweek

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Hulk didn’t like touching. He liked hitting things. Touching took up to much time. He didn’t want to be gentle, he wanted to smash for crying out loud! He was the Hulk! The strongest Avenger! But, there was something about Thor’s touch. It wasn’t delicate. It was rough, a slap on the back, a punch to the gut. Thor’s touch made the Hulk happy. Sometimes, Thor and Hulk would fight and they wouldn’t stop. For hours, just hammering away at each other. They both enjoyed it greatly, only stopping when one of them became to tired to move on. After a fight, Thor would pat Hulk on the back and tell him he looked forward to the next fight. Hulk would grunt and shove Thor into the dirt.

Occasionally, Thor would be gentle with the Hulk. When Thor needed Banner, Thor would rest his hand on Hulks leg and talk to Hulk until he calmed down. Hulk didn’t mind that. He liked Thor, so it was okay for him to do it. He liked Thor’s touch, but no one else.

[spookberry]

Day 5! Stars!!

Whew got this done with like,,,, 30 minutes before the day was over lol

[duce-thruce]

ThorBruce Week Day 3- Comfort

A/N: I’m showing up late to the party, but I thought I should contribute a bit haha.

Summary: “Thor came to the understanding that whether it was Bruce or Hulk, he was loved and would always love them back.” Gorr, the God Butcher shows up and Thor is his target. The revengers come to his aid. 

Warnings: Graphic Violence, Characters losings limbs, slight angst.  

Wordcount: 1551

The first thing Hulk heard was the crackling. The strident sound of bones cracking reverberated through the spaceship. Hulk threw a blue-green alien, smashing it into a wall before he turned around.

Thor was squirming on the ground resembling a bug rather than god. Towering him was a cloaked creature, the arch of its back curving over like a praying mantis. It wielded a pitch black sword, clutching Thor by the neck.

Through his teeth, Thor spoke. “Why are you doing this?”

The creature’s lips curved into a malicious smile. “I am Gorr, the God Butcher.”

Then as if to slit Thor’s throat, Gorr set the blad up to his neck.

“NooOOO!!!” Hulk screeched, his voice almost halting the battle. Witnessing Thor become meek and fragile after a matter of seconds, caused the Hulk to become fearful.  

Another alien jumped at him, he merely swatted them away. Hulk tried to gage his own emotions, but one beast jumped on top of him after another. However, his energy only increased the longer he was away from Thor. Every enemy that charged to him died, beaten against the metal of the ship.

“The God Butcher?” Valkyrie asked, running to a spot. She swung the sword, aiming for the Gorr’s shriveled skull. “You will not harm him.” It was a declaration so assured, and very Valkyrie-esque.

Hulk didn’t care who the monster hovering over Thor was. He had to die. That was Hulk’s conviction. With righteous anger, Hulk will crush him to ashes.

The last of the little putrid, blue monsters stood. Thor still quivering along the floor gave a lingering look towards him. Valkyrie protected him, but even she was beginning to struggle with the God Butcher.

Finally, slaying the last of the henchmen, Hulk rushed to Thor, calling out to him in agony.

“Hulk,” Valkyrie commanded,”Buddy, you have to finish this guy off for me.”

Hulk grunted, yanking the killer off the ground. With one hand, he held Gorr by the skull. His head appeared like a walnut in his hands.

He could snap his neck right there and finish the job, but a moan of pain from Thor, lighted his eyes in rage. He peered into Gorr’s beady eyes growling, revealing a long row of teeth.

“If you think you can kill me, you can’t. This amulet gives me all the power I need. I have slain gods of war, peace, love, famine, nature and now I will add the God of Thunder to my list. It is my destiny to decimate the gods of this universe.”

Hulk scoffed, slamming the body into the floor, smooshing it further down, creating a large dent.

“Hulk is no god. You can’t hurt Hulk.”

Then seeing that the Gorr was still alive, he rammed the body into the floor once more.

Hulk paid no mind to the cries of his enemy. He had experience in ruthless killing and conquering on Sakaar, and those killings were more of an afterthought. But this was brutile, unfiltered fury that he was working with.

Piece by piece, Gorr became fragments of flash and bones, and was forming into compost in Hulk’s hands. Ruthlessly, he tossed the body around, never heading the cries of the dying beast. As blood, splashed all over his chess, Hulk ceased his temper tantrum, considering making the killing more ruthless. .

From the corner of his eyes, Hulk could see Thor limping against Val’s shoulder. One last surge of anger was all it took for him to rip that disgusting creature clean in half.

If the God butcher had any last words, there was no one to hear them.

Thor’s gentle voice rang through. “Hulk. Don’t be like that.” But the butcher was an unrecognizable pile of meat. Banner will surely squirm at the sight of that.

Rushing to Thor’s side, Hulk reached out to Thor. No longer angry, he only felt discomfort at the sight of someone so indestructible, someone that he cared about crumbling before him. With his open hand, still using Val as leverage, Thor reached to Hulk.

They were touching each other’s faces. Thor’s smile was telling him everything would be okay, and Hulk believe that..

He submitted himself to the comfort of Thor’s touch, and allowed himself to rest.

Although Hulk was aware of everything that went down on the ship, Bruce awoke distorted and shocked. Before his eyes was Thor with Val at his side. To his surprised, a giant gash was present at Bruce’s knee, residing all the way down his calf. The bone was visible.

“Thor??” was all he could choke out, a terrified lump in his throat  building up. He felt a bit dizzy at the sight of the blood and guts all over him.

Fighting off his own tears, Bruce grabbed Thor’s free hand and placed himself beneath the other man. He could do at least this much.

Thor’s groaning incited fear into Bruce. He couldn’t lose Thor, not when they just found each other, and not when everything seemed to be going well between them.

The ship had several sleeping compartments, and when they came to Thor’s they helped him to lay down. After making sure Thor was comfortable, Val hurried to the medicine cabinet.

Thor grimaced pain surging through his body. A bead of sweat rolled down his face.

Bruce grabbed his hand and gave it a hard squeeze.

“It’s going to be okay.. I promise I will do anything to make this better.” Resting his head on the hand he was holding, Bruce swallowed his need to sob.

“I feel like I should be telling you that, Love.” Thor chuckled despite the agony he was in.

A moment of silence fell between them, one man crying and the other trying not to. But Thor was more of an emotional lover than a stoic warrior, and the second he heard Bruce’s broken sobs, gentle tears fell down his face too.

When Val returned with the giant emergency kit, she also brought back a surprise.

“Look who I found.” She said as she rushed inside to quickly get to work. Loki didn’t hesitate to follow her inside. It was lucky for him, that when Gorr hunted their ship, he was elsewhere making a deal with the Grandmaster. No one really knew what that man was up to. He could have easily became another on the list of the god-killer’s victims

“Thor!” Loki called out, staring at the profound wound.

“Brother.” Thor hummed, giving Loki a nod, before returning his attention to Bruce who was in shambles, still clinging to his hand.

Approaching the bed with caution, Loki asked, “How I can be of service.”

He face the fierce eyes of a warrior, but no reproach was given. At these moments, Val tended to be more critical of the trickster god, but today she pointed at bottle of liquid.

“Give him some of this. It’s a pain killer. He’s going to need a lot of it.”

Loki nodded, pouring the thick as syrup liquid into a cup, and carrying it to Thor who was gritting his teeth. Through his grimace, Thor drank the medicine as Loki brought it to his face. It tasted like strong liquor mixed with heavy amounts of plants and herbs. Minty, but not refreshing.

Bruce was still holding onto him when Valkyrie stopped inspecting the wound.  Her face was grim.

Loki was beside her, his eyes sorrowful. He shut them and looked at his feet.

Val clasped her hands together. “Thor, I can’t save your leg.”

Bruce gave his cold hand a squeeze, his eyes only watching Thor’s face.

The pain was subsiding only a bit, as he realized that the medicine might have contained something more than all natural ingredients. He was dazed, but not enough.

“Chop the thing off.” His resolve outweighed the other options.

Many years ago, this situation would have been the worst case scenario. But he had seen his brother die twice before, witnessed the loss of Asgard, and more importantly, his people. A leg was nothing.

Bruce stayed with Thor, the entire time, although Loki left the room. Whatever his attitude may tell, deep down he couldn’t bare see his brother hurting.

Bruce couldn’t bare to see Thor in pain either, but he knew that he had to be Thor’s strength and support. He could protect Thor as much as Hulk.

Every second that the surgery went on as Val hacked away, Bruce petted Thor’s head, in gentle motions, wiping off sweat.  Sometimes, he would place his forehead on Thor’s or whisper little secrets in his ear to distract him from the pain. The medicine was only capable of so much.

When it was all over, there was nothing below his right thigh. Loki walked back inside, placing a hand on Thor’s shoulder. He smiled but turned his attention to Bruce’s face, stained with tears.

One hand on his forehead and another in his hand, every ounce of Thor was full of Bruce.

Thor was aware of what Bruce had to grow through, seeing him in such agony must have ripped his soul to bits. But he stayed to be his comfort and Thor came to the understanding that whether it was Bruce or Hulk, he was loved and would always love them back.

[manatea-art]

for @thorbruceweek day 5: stars

i decided to do both an au and the prompt ( i love aus ) and they are star princes who are married 

[aced0g]

Day one for @thorbruceweek ~ First Time

I decided to do their first time sleeping together and let me just tell you bruce is very tried and not a graceful sleeper. He will curl up against thor and wrap his arms around him even if it means thors face is covered by his hand. Thor doesn’t mind he thinks its cute 

Gonna try and do all 7 days but I work 40 hours of week have low motivation for everything and i’m not fast. This is a quick sketch probably took 30-45 minutes to complete?

please do not steal/repost this image, reblogs are amazing tho :D

[jdmsrovia]

my first contribution to #thorbruceweek ! it doesn’t link directly to today’s prompt but it’s a bunch of some of my favourite, fun songs that always remind me of thorbruce. a cute playlist to start off what’s sure to be an awesome week ♡ (https://open.spotify.com/user/11137108688/playlist/3DWVxVlYttTMhtox0RRqU6?si=Sz2ZBNHhSCWkHrpBqbjpjg)

[stormikins]

ThorBruce Week Day One: First Time

The first time Thor thought of those three little words was at one of Tony’s parties. More specifically, the party which Ultron showed up. It had been a wonderful evening and the groups were hanging out on the couches, cracking jokes and telling stories.

Thor couldn’t help but be amused when Tony, and then Rhodes, tried to lift his Hammer. He knew they couldn’t. Of course. Didn’t mean it wasn’t fun. And then Bruce stepped up.

He watched the way Bruce walked up and gripped the handle. He watched the way he pulled. He watched the way Bruce stepped back, pretending to hulk out and no one believed him. Thor smiled.

‘I love you, you dork.’

[oscorp]

day 5 of thorbruce week = stars 

[superblizzardfire]

Avengers Halloween Costume Swap Party

Halloween.

Bruce frowned at himself in the mirror. Tony loved throwing parties; at least things hadn't changed too much since he'd been away. Officially it was a "Halloween/Let's All Dress Up As Each Other" party. Unofficially, it was a "Welcome Home Bruce and Thor" party. Bruce couldn't have felt less like celebrating right now.

'You ready?' Valkyrie strode into his bedroom as if she owned it. She'd refused to wear a Halloween costume, but had agreed to let Peter draw some spiderwebs on her face. 'Tony's hopping around like his arse is on fire and I want to drink this party dry.' She snorted. 'What are you wearing?'

When Bruce had first thought of who he was going to dress as he'd thought he was a genius, and had fallen about laughing when he’d picked out his costume. After spending so much time as the Hulk, it made sense that his emotions would be unbalanced for a while. Everything seemed five times funnier. A week later, and he'd started to feel like his old self again, and he was horrified he’d ever agreed to Tony's idea. His whole time on Sakaar felt like a drunken dream. He hadn’t even bothered to hide his attraction to Thor. The first words out of his stupid mouth had been to compliment him on his hair.

Now here he was, wearing a cheap red cape, a plastic winged helmet and a long-sleeved suit with fake muscles. 'I know. I'm regretting it already.'

'You two are so precious, you know that?' She smirked at a joke he didn't get. 'Come on. Stop moping, it'll be fun.'

Bruce gave up on tidying his reflection and trudged after her.

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[sweetbouquetartisane]

thorbruce week day 6: au

detective bruce gets help from thor

[eventually-unaltered]

this series is so nice oml it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside

Chapters: 1/7 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bruce Banner/Thor Characters: Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Heimdall (Marvel), Loki (Marvel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort Preview: 

Imagine if he could stay with them, Bruce thought to himself. And stay with Thor. Be with Thor, someone he now felt so safe around. Someone he cared about so much.

He sighed to himself as he let his mind wander, fantasising about joining the little cluster of gods in space, feeling almost guilty that he was letting himself think about it at all.

‘Banner. You look pensive.’

Bruce looked up to see that Thor had entered the bridge, still dressed in the same clothes he had been wearing on Sakaar.  

My entry for Day 1 of ThorBruce Week! 

Every day I’ll be updating a chapter for this story, set in the hypothetical that there was a week between escaping Asgard and Thanos showing up. 

[kxller-queen]

thorbruce week day 1: first time

Bruce had just met a very nice, very good-looking, blonde man and he had every intention of getting the man’s number. The blonde’s name was Thor and he had just moved into town. Bruce had walked over to his table in the local coffee shop and sat down. He immediately picked up a conversation as though they had been friends for a while. Bruce had finished his coffee a while ago, but had stayed at Thor’s table. Thor was shy and didn’t talk much, only answering Bruce’s questions in short sentences. Even though Thor was quiet, Bruce could tell that he enjoyed the conversation. Every so often, he gave a sweet smile and a soft chuckle. After 20 minutes of easy conversation, Bruce decided he needed the man’s number. He pulled his phone from his pocket and asked for Thor’s number. He punched it in as Thor rattled it off and then slid his phone back into his pocket. He stood and placed his hands on the table, leaning towards Thor.

“I’ll call you, k?” He didn’t wait for an answer before moving to get up and walking away. He turned back to Thor before leaving the shop and threw him a wink. Thor blushed and giggled. Confident, Banner swaggered off, proud that his first wink worked so well.

[spookberry]

Thorbruce Day 4: touch

[burrito-salad]

lets pretend bruce is standing on a box