#hulk system

[marvel-unofficial]

british swear words [id in alt!]

[concord-and-cliches]

been playing some marvel catch-up! [id in alt]

[alien-formed-on-earth]

joe is just a fucking mood

(The Incredible Hulk vol1 #359)

[sillypinkboy]

Graveyard Conversation

Charcters; Bruce Banner and Joe Fixit

Word Count; 370

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“Bruce-” a softer than normal tone left Joe’s mouth. Maybe it was a form of respect. He loomed outside the graveyard, his hair pulled back into a loose ponytail.

Bruce answered, annoyance already on his tongue, “What is it?” Silence followed. Joe tucked his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

“Ya ever feel bad?” Bruce was taken aback. This wasn’t… the normal type of question his alter would hold to him.

“I feel bad about a lot of things, Joe. You might need to be a bit more… specific,” most of his annoyance had left. Melancholie took its place. Maybe it was something about being so close to the graveyard… maybe something about knowing why they were here. Neither of them ever had the courage to enter the place. It was… odd.

“‘Bout Dad,” Joe looked ahead, staring at that gravestone. Even if he couldn’t see the words from here, he knew what it said by heart. He continued to talk before Bruce managed to answer, “I know he ain’t the best- Not even close to it- but ya gotta miss him sometimes. He’s our pops.”

Wind rustled the dying leaves of the trees nearby. Bruce answered with that uncertainty that always hung when his dad was brought up. It wasn’t that noticeable. It never really was. “He was a horrible person,” there was a pause, “I am … happy to see him gone.”

“He ain’t gone,” Joe looked up at the tree as he spoke. Cold silence filled the air. Neither wanted to go further with it.

“I know.” Bruce was the one to break the silence, though it seemed to come back as soon as he did.

Joe continued to look ahead, as did Bruce. The wind nipped at their neck and rustled the trees. Some leaves fell down on the sidewalk, others to graves. The gloomy weather felt thick, but appropriate. They stood there in silence. Bruce took a deep breath, and Joe closed his eyes. Nothing came from it.

“We should go, yeah?” Joe spoke quietly, but didn’t move. He sighed and turned away. It took a moment for him to actually leave, for him to move. He lit a cigarette on his way out.

[aformofnerdlife42]

The incredible Hulk vol1 #359 or the time hulk (Joe fixit) bet las Vegas, a soul of a guy that I don't really care for the name and his own soul with the fucking demon, or as he introduced himself satannish, clootie, old Nick, old scratch, the serpent and a lot of other names

[age-of-moonknight]

“What If…Venom Had Bonded to She-Hulk?” What If…? Venom (Vol. 1/2024), #1.

Writer: Jeremy Holt; Penciler and Inker: Jesús Hervás; Colorist: Ceci de la Cruz; Letterer: Ariana Maher

[sestrahulk]

Happy Birthday To My Sister Of A Down Love you Tatiana Maslany

Elyse Levesque via Instagram, September 22, 2023

[thatlonelydarkprince]

It’s official- I am the Hulk! Why? Because last night I got so overwhelmed I turned into another person.

DID joke

[farsight-the-char]

"This place can hold the Hulk."

When in the name of Gaia has anything "Meant to Stop the Hulk" ever stopped the Hulk.

There are scrapyards filled with failed attempts at "Hulkbuster" armour.

Rogue and Hulk should team-up. Hulk for The Unity Squad. I feel they would be friends.

[wubbelwubbwubb]

Rethought my Murderbot concept because I wanted it to look more intimidating

[marvel-unofficial]

@namorweek free choice! aka keep sucking on his fish face

[id in alt!]

[concord-and-cliches]

i like the long hair look and i doubt it's a style borne of choice in-universe but in any case i do think he'd get dunked on

[bookish-bi-mormon]

I don't get why Hulk writers (comics/movies/everything) keep leaning into the public perception of the Hulk as "guy with extreme anger issues" when the premise of "group of guys who despise each other, but are forced to share a body, try to save the world or whatever" is right there, and is much funnier/more tragic and more interesting in general

[thrakaboom]

The person I'm mailing this collage postcard too isn't on Tumblr so you all get to see it! Majority of the art is from Captain Marvel (2000) #5

[goodoldfashionedengineer]

I am watching Daisy Jones & the Six rn, a fictional band which was really popular in the 70s but had a fallout and no one answered why, until 20 years later when they interview the band members and people involved with them, a documentary of sorts.

And I love that sort of thing.

So, idea: Bruce was a brilliant scientist and one day, he disappeared from the face of the earth (on the day of the gamma bomb test). They make a documentary about Bruce Banner in the 80s/90s.

None of his still living family members wanted to participate.

They pull in some other people.

Elementary school teacher: "He was gifted from a young age. Always on top of his class. Could read before he was four years old. But he wasn't really sociable. He didn't have any friends, no. The other kids quickly saw him as a target and ganged up on him."

"It was usually his mom who picked him up. Brian Banner, his father, was known to... Not be a pleasant person. A very angry and also insecure man.”

Former neighbor, “The neighborhood wasn't really a community. Except for church services, maybe. But yeah, you could hear screams from the Banner house very often. Mr and Mrs Banner went out a lot and the boy stayed with the Nanny. Highly unpleasant person as well. You didn't see her often but you knew that you just didn't want to talk with her.”

Bartender, “Brian Banner was a regular. Nobody liked him because he got really aggressive when drunk. And loud. He would often complain about his son, making claims about him being a monster. It was at these moments I was glad he was at the bar instead of at home.”

Former neighbor: “Rebecca did sport a black eye every now and then, no amount of make-uo was going to conceal that. Plus she wore long-sleeved shirts even in summer. She was a good woman. She didn't deserve what happened to her. But yes, the clues that something like this could happen were there.”

Reporter: “What happened?”

Police Officer #1: “We got a call. An accident with one person dead. We arrived at the scene and we all knew that this was no accident.”

Police Officer #2: “He was still kneeling beside her bleeding body. His hands, his face, his clothes, they were all covered in blood. I gave him a blanket, guided him away to our car. He didn't show any signs of emotions. But tears were running down his face. Suddenly, he said ‘She didn’t slip. "He killed her’.”

Police Officer #3: “I remember him. I couldn't ever forget that case. I was with him at the station while we waited for his aunt. He was sitting there all alone, wrapped in a blanket so I decided to get him a hot chocolate. You could see that he had it tough in life. There were bruises on his arms, some handshapped. I brought the hot chocolate over to him and he was holding out his arm. Was muttering something along the lines of ‘I can't find it’. I never understood it.”

Reporter: “You were his middle school teacher?”

Teacher #1: “Yes, I was.”

Reporter: “What do you remember about him?”

Teacher #1: “He was a real troublemaker. Not because of his grades, but he would cause scenes because he only ever wanted to work alone, which backfired multiple times. And his constant mumbling!”

Reporter: “Mumbling?”

Teacher: “Yes! He would talk to himself so often, even during class! And then he had the audacity to not even pay attention to the lesson!”

Schoolmate #1: “I was in the same class as him.”

“Ohh, yes, he mumbled to himself so often! Not even himself, his imaginary friend. Imaginary friend! We were teenagers and the guy still had an imaginary friend. Probably because no one else would willingly spend time with him.”

“Hulk. He always called him Hulk, yeah. Even wrote that name down in his notebook he always carried around.”

“He had this notebook and he would write in it whenever he could. Even during class.”

“I don't know what he wrote in it anymore. Some sort of equations.”

Carla, schoolmate: “He stepped in when Ken, the school bully, harrassed me. He didn't have to do that, but he did anyway.”

“Well, they… they beat him up. He had to go to the hospital. Broken ribs. But once he came back, he asked me if I was okay!”

“What I said? Erm, stuff I regret saying. I don't want to talk about it. We were teenagers and I had a lot to deal with already. I had my own insecurities and your reputation was really important back in school. It wasn't fair, yes, but I was just a girl.”

“He was a good person. Sure, he was weird, but he did not deserve to be bullied. Nobody does.”

Reporter: “How do you know Bruce Banner?”

Former college student #1: “We were roommates during college.”

Reporter: “What was he like?”

Former college student #1: “Smart. Passionate. Awkward. He was great at what he did, a real favorite amongst teachers. He studied with Stoddard, another gamma scientist. Stoddard was always jealous of Banner, because he worked much harder but Banner was the one who got all the praise.”

“It wasn't that Banner was lazy, he was just a genius who just instantly understood everything it seemed. When he had a problem, he would immediately try to solve it.”

Reporter: “How do you know Bruce Banner?”

“We were friends during college.”

“We had a study group in college and we would spend the weekends together too sometimes.”

“We were all nerds, which is why it was so easy to talk together. The rest? They didn't understand us. But we understood each other.”

Former college student #3: “We had fun sharing our interests, sharing knowledge, getting into rambles, going into hypothetical scenarios.”

Former college student #2: *rubbing the back of his neck* “What we would do in our free time together? Ehh.”

Former college student #3: “Drugs.”

Former college student #2: “It was the 70s and burnt out college students. I’m sure that’s all that you need.”

Former college student #1: “Once, I hadn't seen him for three days. I didn't think much of it until he came back. He looked really shaken up and spaced-out. Told me he was at a cafe three towns over. Apparently he had no idea how he got there and just walked back.”

“If he went to parties? Usually not. Except when he did. See, most of the time he was really timid. He was sure of himself, but still introverted. But when he did go out? The guy went all the way. Would even ask me if I wanted to come with him, which I declined. He was like a completely different person.”

Former college student #2: “We had a great time together. Parties were so fun! He really knew how to charm the ladies. It was like Clark Kent and Superman, one second an unassuming guy, the next, he knew how to read the room and what to say to people to get what he wants as if he could read their minds.”

Former college student #3: “Sometimes we would drive to a casino, he would make some money and afterwards we would get something to eat.”

Former college student #2: “And sometimes… Sometimes it seemed more like possession than a superpower. I remember one time we were in the car, mentally not 100% present and he asked really panicked ‘Where am I? How did I get here?’. And that whole confident demeanor? It was gone.”

Former college student #1: “Yes, this was not the only occurrence. Sometimes he would become… childish? He would talk in a few word sentences. I blamed it on sleep deprivation but when I asked him about it, he told me he didn't remember.”

Journalist: “What happened after Dr. Banner’s college time is mostly speculation. What we do know is that he tried to get funding for his research but was declined. As to what his idea consisted of, we have no idea. Eventually he would join the government and this was the last officially known thing about him. His contact with friends and family members became less and less. Of course, he had co-workers that would probably know more, but even the ones working with him are mostly classified and the ones we do know of were unable to be contacted. Eventually a missing person report was filed - and immediately closed. Did he die? Is he held captive? Did he see something he was not supposed to see? As of now, we don't have the answers. But there is hope that we one day will.”

[devileaterjaek]