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A collection of my thorbruce art over the past year <3

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Every reblog this post gets, I will tell my dog he’s a good boy
Thorbruce cuddling fic?
(A.N: wow this one has been waiting a long time! I'm sorry it took me forever, but I hope you enjoy the fic and anyone else I do take requests!)
Bruce knew he shouldn't have agreed to watch horror movies with Tony. It had been late, the long night at the lab stretching into an early morning, and he knew he should've been getting to bed.
But, the billionaire didn't seem to want to settle down quite yet. And so, who was Bruce to say no, really?
Not a lot of people could say no to Tony Stark - not when he turned those big brown eyes on you and claimed he didn't want to be alone for the night.
Bruce didn't want to be alone either. And so, he'd said yes. Obviously.
And then Tony had put on some cheesy horror flick from the 80s, and Bruce had said, 'yes, of course'. He'd seen aliens invade New York, he transformed into a giant green monster sometimes on the daily. Suffice it to say, he'd seen enough to not get jumpy at horror movies anymore.
The weather didn't help much. Cracks of lightning forked against the sky, wind howled, and rain pattered almost horizontally across the large windows as he made his way back to his room. The storm stretched out the shadows, made monsters out of coat hooks, and had Bruce significantly more on edge when he was imagining some knife-fingered murderer lurking behind every door.
He was so caught up in meticulously imagining the theoretical ways that he could kick some monster butt that when he entered his room, he almost didn't register the other presence there.
But, the large shape moved, and Bruce dealt with it as any strong and powerful superhero would.
He yelped and tripped over a kitchen table.
Groaning, he stumbled to his feet, different scenarios flying through his head when another fork of lightning illuminated the familiar face in front of him.
Thor was sat on his sofa, hair dripping from the rain, blue eyes wide with something that shoved Bruce's imaginary foes to the side in exchange for something a touch more real. A touch more worrying.
"Thor?"
Bruce let out a careful sigh of relief, shrugging his cardigan from his shoulders in a fruitless effort to seem more casual after his...dramatic entrance.
"I uh…didn't mean to frighten you, so. Are you well?"
Thor leant forward, frowning with concern at where Bruce's knee had made great battle with the table leg.
"No, no - I'm fine. Just wasn't expecting you, is all." He perched on the arm of the sofa, one arm extending towards the hanging cord of a lamp.
"Thought you weren't due back from Asgard except for emergencies?"
"Strictly speaking, I'm not back."
Thor's voice wavered somewhat, and the Demigod shied away from the light, scooting further back on the sofa - large, broad shoulders hunching over in an effort to look small.
Not that Thor ever really could look small. But the action alone was somewhat concerning.
Blonde hair fell over blue eyes as Thor jerked his head up towards the door, with a flash of recognition like he'd just remembered something important.
"Please don't tell Stark I'm here. Or anyone. Asgard doesn't know I'm gone, and I just -"
"Hey, hey. It's fine, everyone's asleep now, anyway. No one's gotta know."
Ok, Bruce was moving from concerned into outright fearful. Thor's voice was shaking harder than his shoulders, and he restlessly shifted from position to position - hands gripping the soft material of the sofa with so tight a grip that it was a miracle the wood wasn't splintering.
"Just out of curiosity, why are you here? Is something wrong?"
"Yes. Well, no. Well…" Thor trailed off, shaking his head as his frown deepened.
"It's personal."
"Right."
Cautiously, Bruce extended a hand out to rest against Thor's shoulder.
In moments like these, however far and wide they may have been, it was better to approach Thor slowly rather than rush in. Mostly out of self preservation - when the Demigod got upset, things tended to get…sparky. The kind of sparky that may entice a certain green individual out to see what all the fuss is about, and Bruce was really trying to keep the tower intact.
Bruce's hand made contact, and mercifully, his nerves remained thoroughly un-electrocuted.
"You uh...wanna talk about it?"
"It is… difficult to explain,"
Thor glanced up, his face forming a bitter ghost of his usual 1000 volt grin.
"You'll think me mad."
"Try me."
Thor nodded, more to himself than anything else, and the ice cold fear in Bruce's lungs began to thaw.
Thor, thankfully, was not as shut off as others would like to believe. Or, maybe he was, and Bruce was one of the rare few privy to the Asgardians feelings. Whatever the case, it never took too much prying from Bruce to get to the route of Thor's troubles.
The two told each other things. That's just how it was. It was a warm feeling - comforting. Like a cozy blanket settled across the shoulders, or a mug of hot tea clasped between two cold hands.
For so long, it seemed the both of them were encouraged to lock down feelings. To freeze emotion where it stood.
For some reason, Bruce felt capable of thawing in the warmth of Thor's sun. And he was all too happy to return the favour.
"I have not been resting well, as of late. Being on Asgard, knowing Loki is below me somewhere in a dungeon, it just feels...wrong. Like I shouldn't be sleeping - like I am undeserving, "
Thor shrugged his shoulders, some of the tension beginning to seep out.
"But I'm so tired, Bruce."
The demigod's head fell into his hands, the rain outside hammering against the windowpane. Bruce tried not to flinch at the sound of thunder - a tremendously difficult task when you know for a fact that the storm is brewing right above your head, and that the source of it is curled next to you, currently having a crisis of guilt.
Bruce let a few beats of silence pass by, rubbing comforting circles into the demigods shoulder as he mulled over the words.
"Thor, could you look at me for a sec?"
Thor, albeit a little reluctantly, met Bruce's eyeline - suddenly seeming so much younger peeking out from behind stray strands of hair.
Younger, and so much more afraid.
"You know what happened in New York wasn't your fault, right?"
The scientist moved a little closer, until his knee brushed against the cold metal of the top of Thor's boot.
"If I had not expressed an interest in Midgard, then-"
"Then Loki would've come through the tesseracts portal regardless. This one isn't on you. It's...I don't know, I don't think it's on anyone."
Tony's frantic eyes momentarily flashed before him, and Bruce's face fell somewhat as he muttered.
"Anyone we know of, at least."
"The damage is still done, Bruce. Regardless of where or who by."
A shuddering sigh escaped the demigod, his voice suddenly sounding that much tighter.
"It is my burden to bear, my penance to pay, and I am not even sure I can do that for much longer."
Bruce smiled softly, bringing one calloused hand up to rest against the side of Thor's neck. The gesture seemed to bring a sense of familiarity, and for a moment, the rain outside didn't hammer so loudly. Thor's skin was warm under his hand, and in the silence of the living room, Bruce could've sworn he could feel the storm move and shift under Thor's skin.
"Y'know, we've got a saying here on Midgard. 'A problem shared is a problem halved' - you know that one?"
"No," Thor frowned, turning to face him a little more.
"What does it mean?"
"It means that you don't have to bear this burden alone, Thor. I've got you."
He unclenched his other hand from the sofa, linking his fingers between Thor's.
"You can rest here."
Watching scary movies with Tony had been a bad idea. It made sleeping alone that much more unbearable, when you'd imagine monsters of every calibre creeping up behind you.
But, it seemed that Bruce had stumbled across a cure for that particular ailment. One in the form of a large and thunderous Demigod, sprawled across his sofa, head laying in Bruce's lap - snoring loud enough to put the wakened dead back in their coffins.
He was glad Thor didn't take much coaxing with these sorts of things. The Demigod didn't seem to indulge in comforts of the emotional kind too often - the large armour and the old English seemed to speak of a childhood where comfort like this was pushed away.
But, Bruce was happy to be an exception. Happy to lend Thor a t-shirt and sweatpants that were comically small on him, happy to endure shoulder cramp if that meant the demigod would get a good night's sleep for once.
Thor would return the favour, someday. But for now, Bruce could provide a sanctuary of his own.
Hey so I was just wondering if you or anyone else knew of some good thorbruce fics? I can't find any without it being off to the side and I'm DYING
Hi dear Anon.
Unfortunately I don’t have much time to make a complete list, but here is a short list of my favorite stories.
Many authors on this list have also written other Thorbruce stories, check it out. I have also added the link to the Thorbruce week 2018 and 2019.
Petrichor by thor20
Four Times Bruce and Thor Touched and One Time They Kissed by readwriteandavengers
Make Love Your Goal by AppleTeeth
Strongest Avenger, Bravest Avenger by QuarkInShiningArmour
Extreme Lengths to Prove Loki Wrong by QuarkInShiningArmour
That’s Amore by Esperata
Vita Bella by Esperata
Polishing The Lightning Rod by Blizzard_Fire
How Thor Got Inside Bruce Banner (And Not in the Fun Way) by Blizzard_Fire
5 Times Fanfiction Made Bruce Blush (+1 Time it Made Him Smile) by Blizzard_Fire
Armour by TeamThor
Alien by TeamThor
Dawn by TeamThor
In All the Stars and Galaxies by immortalbanner
The 5 Times Thor and Bruce Kissed at the Wrong Time by immortalbanner
Stuck in My Head (Stuck on My Heart) by immortalbanner
buy one, get one free (two boyfriends in one) by pseudoanalytics
There’s no place I could be, but here in your arms. by Sunwarmed_Ash_tree_and_the_dreaming_Stag
big god by Eremji (handsfullofdust)
The Solace System by Ancalime1
ThorBruce Week
ThorBruce Week 2019
Depending on what mood you're in, either prompt 1 or 25
25: “How are you holding up?” “How does it look like I’m holding up?!”
Warnings: mentions of social anxiety and anxiety in general, lowkey panic attack (nothing huge but still)
Note: I wanted to recreate that one part of Thor: Ragnarok but include the fact that I hc Bruce as having social anxiety and make it even more gay
-O-
“Hi. You’re dressed. Good.” Thor flashed a smile when he saw Bruce adjusting Tony’s clothes. They seemed to fit pretty well. Maybe a smidge tight in places, but it was better than absolutely nothing.
“Yeah,” Bruce nodded. “Yeah, um…fuck…”
“Fuck?” Thor frowned. “Why fuck?”
“Why fuck? Why?” Bruce took a shaky breath and shook it off. “No. Nope. No, just…forget it.”
“Are you sure?” Thor put a hand on his shoulder, but Bruce just shook it off.
“Yes, I’m sure. Let’s just go, okay? Please. I need to get out of here.”
“On it. Just, um…hm.” Thor put his thumb to his lips as he thought, looking around. Everywhere he saw was just crowds of people. Most seemed to be wearing green. No doubt searching for their Champion. A quick glance upwards just revealed the Grandmaster’s palace and the tall buildings surrounding it. Surely if they headed in the opposite direction of the palace, that would lead them away from the Grandmaster’s eyes, right? At least for the time being, anyways.
“Alright, Banner. I think we should go–” Thor turned to find that Bruce was gone. “Shit.”
Thor dove into the crowd and called out Bruce’s name, pushing past anyone that didn’t look remotely like him. It wasn’t long before he found Bruce, spinning around frantically and obviously breathing heavily.
“Hey! Hey, Banner!” Thor swam through the people and grabbed Bruce’s arm. He jerked and yelled out, only to lay his eyes on Thor.
“Shit, it’s only you…” Bruce didn’t seem that much more calm.
“Come on, let’s get out of this.” Thor pulled him away from the center of the weird parade-like organization of yelling and drumming and terrible singing. He found a little nook off to the side, almost like an alley but somehow smaller, and sat Bruce down.
“There,” he said. “A little peace.”
“Yep.” Bruce was holding his head in his hands.
“Uh…how are you holding up?” Thor took a slow seat next to him.
“How does it look like I’m holding up?!” Bruce snapped suddenly. A vein bulged from his neck. If Thor didn’t know any better, he’d think that some of the green from the crowd had rubbed off on his skin. But he did know better.
“Hey, hey, shh.” Thor went to touch his shoulder, then decided against it. Bruce didn’t really look like he was in the mood to be touched right now. “You’re okay.”
“I am not okay!” Thor heard a seam tear somewhere and assumed Bruce had grown a bit. That wasn’t good.
“Okay, maybe you aren’t right now, but…you will be,” he said carefully. “I’m here. I’m going to help you, and we’ll get you home, and I promise you that we’ll figure out why this happened to you. Why he was in control for so long. We’ll find answers.”
Bruce’s shoulders lowered and his face softened. Instead of angry and panicked, he just seemed a bit worried. He took a shaky breath and closed his eyes. “Okay…yeah.”
“Sounds good, right?” Thor smiled and reached for his hand. This time, he took it. And Bruce held it back.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “It’s just…I already have really bad social anxiety. And now, with everything else added, and we’re on an alien planet…”
“I mean, that’s normal for me. The alien thing. It’s not that big of a deal.” One look from Bruce shut Thor down, and he was quick to apologize. “I mean! For you it is. So…I understand. But like I said, I’m here to help you. We’re friends, okay?”
“I know we are.” He rubbed at his temple with his free hand. “It’s just…a lot.”
“It is a lot.” Thor took a glance at the crowd behind him. As much as he wanted to stay here to comfort Bruce, and to hold his hand for even longer, he knew they needed to keep moving if they ever wanted to leave. “We need to go back out there. And I know that’s not the best thing for you right now, but I’m gonna guide us through and get us out as quickly as possible.”
“Yeah. I know you will.” Bruce took a few more deep breaths. Thor heard him count down under his breath. “Okay. I think I’m ready.”
“Are you sure? Positive? And please don’t lie, because–”
“I’m sure.” Bruce gave him a smile and squeezed his hand. Thor grinned back and gave him a hug. With a burst of courage, he pressed his lips to his head. Bruce didn’t say anything, but his cheek was warm against Thor’s neck. Without another word about it, Thor stood up, put the blanket back over his head, and tugged Bruce into the crowd of fans.

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this thor with this bruce, they can and will save the world
Thor, ‘Thor: Ragnarok’ (2017)
my zappy sons solving crime
this is highkey rushed af but like,,,,when your boyfrien lorge,,,,,,,
fwends

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I really think this look worked for us.
going sicko mode is just bland hulking out
This isn’t what Bruce meant when he wanted to go back to the house….
alolan stormbreaker 🥞⚡️
like father, like daughter

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“You’re always taking care of others, don’t you think it’s about time you let someone take care of you?”
a weak fool: no one would fuck the hulk
thor: