Hulk Smash

Bruce Banner spent years trying to control it. Suppress it. Science his way out of it. The Hulk just punched his way through. There’s something uncomfortably relatable about a man whose anger is so big it needed an entirely different body to contain it. Not a villain. Not a monster. Just someone who was pushed too far, too many times, and eventually stopped apologising for it.
Front: the fist — green, massive, coming straight at you.
Back: one word in green.
That’s the whole argument. For everyone who’s been told to calm down one too many times. Hulk doesn’t calm down. Hulk smashes. Then calms down.