My name (in case you couldn't already tell) is Elizabeth Banner (Betty to my friends.) You could say I've led an interesting life.

My husband is Dr. Robert Bruce Banner. Not too long ago, I was a resident in Stark Tower, living among the Avengers and their loved ones. A dysfunctional family of sorts. We laughed. We cried. Oh, god that sounds like such a cliche...

But...

Well, let's just say that I should know that when something seems too good to be true, that's because it is. Certain circumstances have led to my current living situation across the country under the care and protection of SHIELD. Meanwhile, Bruce is off wandering about in God-Knows-Where. We still talk occasionally, but... Well, let's just say that we don't talk as much as I'd like to these days.

It all seems like it was so long ago. Years. The wedding, the Anons, the curious birth of my step child. Everything was moving so fast, so much was changing that I could hardly keep up. But now...

((This is an MCU Betty Ross-Banner RP account, though I take inspiration from the comics as well. Please feel free to drop reminders in my inbox if I haven't replied to something. I'm not ignoring you, I swear. Proud member of the Assvengers RP group.))

 

Anonymous asked
M!A: Hello, Dr. Banner. I've heard that times have been tough lately, so I'll give you the choice on this one. I know that you care for your husband deeply, and would love nothing more than for him to be cured. I wish that I could grant you that, but I haven't the power to do so. I can, however, grant you the power to take on the burden of the Hulk for a day so that he might have a break. But the choice is yours. Take it or leave it as you will. I hope that someday he can have his cure.

Thank you, Anon. I’ll… *Closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and braces herself.* I’ll do it. *The hair on the back of her neck stands on end as she feels the magic take effect.*

((Hey, guys, sorry I haven’t been terribly active, and I’ll get to replies ASAP, but I’m putting everything on hold until after I do this M!A that’s been in my ask for months.))

Bruce: Did you know I used to wake up in the middle of the night and just stare at you, just to make sure you were there? Sometimes, I’d get scared that it might all be taken away from me — just watching you sleep used to calm me down. If I was living a dream, I figured, at least it was a good one.

And then you went and died, just to prove me wrong.

(Source: ackerman-ism)

((Progress on my blogs))

a-man-divided:

((Been making edits on all of my blogs. Here are the links to the pages I’ve edited:

a-man-divided: 

Links to my other blogs complete with pictures and everything.

Cleaned up my mun page a bit.

drelizabethbanner:

Blog links because I have THREE blogs.

browncoat-banner (Personal blog):

Changed the look of the blog itself. 

More blog links and pictures edited in MS Paint. Shiny.

So there you have it. Feel free to check these out if you so wish.))

browncoat-banner:

Wait a Minute, That’s Not Tiny… by ~SailorMedic42
Okay, so I got a little silly and had another one of those “What If?” moments, during which no one took away my art supplies, so here you go.
Is it Tails? Is it G-5? 
It’s…
It’s…
Both?
So what would his name be? Tiny Prower? Miles Harper? We may never know…
The pin to this piece can be found here if anyone is interested.

browncoat-banner:

Wait a Minute, That’s Not Tiny… by ~SailorMedic42

Okay, so I got a little silly and had another one of those “What If?” moments, during which no one took away my art supplies, so here you go.

Is it Tails? Is it G-5? 

It’s…

It’s…

Both?

So what would his name be? Tiny Prower? Miles Harper? We may never know…

The pin to this piece can be found here if anyone is interested.

Home for Christmas (Open to Assvengers Group)

askjanethescientist:

drelizabethbanner:

It had been a long trip. She was supposed to have arrived Friday evening, but a couple of detours had to be made and one of her buses ran out of gas, leaving its passengers stranded for most of a night. While traveling, she attempted to purchase gifts for everyone back at the tower, but could only afford cards. 

Looking slightly disheveled, she trudged into the lobby, weighed down by her luggage.  

Jane didn’t even say anything at first. She just ran up to Betty and embraced her. She motioned for Betty to put the luggage down, then waved at an attendant. Carrying her own luggage was something Jane would have done as well, most of the time, but…well, she was getting used to the future princess thing. She kissed Betty on the cheek.

“We missed you. There’s a gift for you under our tree. You want to stay in one of our rooms?” Jane asked, to confirm, a natural tone. 

It had been a while. Jane had changed not at all in attitude, but she looked healthier, happier. Right now she was wearing a jogging suit with a galaxy shirt of some sort beneath, her hair curling naturally at her shoulders. On her left hand was a rather large ruby ring. 

Betty had placed her luggage on the ground after having been hugged. She felt just a tinge of guilt as the attendant carried her luggage off to the apartments in the tower, but far be it for her to refuse hospitality. Although she recognized Jane immediately, the subtle changes to Dr. Foster’s outward appearance did not go unnoticed. She smiled warmly. “Jane, it’s great to see you again. It’s been far too long. Oh, you didn’t have to do that… Yes, if it’s not too much trouble, I’d like to stay in one of the rooms.”

Thank you to everyone for the gifts. I’m sorry I couldn’t give out any of my own. Merry Christmas, everyone.

((Tumblr is giving me problems with text in posts…)) 

In a box, under the tree, with Betty’s name on it…

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Betty, I hope you like this necklace from Asgard. Beyond its beauty, I think you’ll like the stone itself. It does not yet have a scientific name, and I leave it to you to name it.

Love, Jane.

browncoat-banner:

Tony, Those Are HORNS. Not Antlers. by ~SailorMedic42
Merry Christmas, everyone! I figured that, since I haven’t yet done any shameless self-promotion for this piece, now is a better time to do it than waiting until all of the holiday madness is over with. So have some Loki getting teased by Tony, and re-discover the Mechanical Master of Mass Sassing that is JARVIS. 
Excelsior!

browncoat-banner:

Tony, Those Are HORNS. Not Antlers. by ~SailorMedic42

Merry Christmas, everyone! I figured that, since I haven’t yet done any shameless self-promotion for this piece, now is a better time to do it than waiting until all of the holiday madness is over with. So have some Loki getting teased by Tony, and re-discover the Mechanical Master of Mass Sassing that is JARVIS. 

Excelsior!

((Okay, so I won’t be on tomorrow during the day. Reasons. I’ll try to be on in the evening, but no promises. Clint, Thor, Bruce: Like this post or shoot me a message if you want to continue RPing. Everyone else: Like/message if you want to start an RP. I’m off to bed because I have to be up stupid early.))