u ever eat something just cuz its carbs? like it doesnt even taste that good, ur stomach just Wants it?
my intestines talking to my brain: spare glucose? spare easily metabolized energy source, ma’am?
my brain to my stomach and tastebuds: eat an entire sleeve of ritz crackers. plain. just do it. it will be so good. so fuckin good. the whole sleeve, now.
Bruce Wayne has never looked more like a DILF than when he’s being drawn by Greg Capullo
Greg Capullo is absolutely the best Batman artist. The talent his Bruce has. The range.
Mysterious and sexy.
Soulful and soft.
A wholeass man when necessary
And who could forget his boldest entry: Zero Year-Bruce. This baby Batman is a jacked, protein-shake-drinking, mid-20s fuckboi with the freshest fade in Gotham city. But. He is still soft. He has Disney Prince eyebrows and he absolutely knows how to use them.
His Bruce Wayne is so good, but then you have to factor in the most telling component in any Batman artist’s work, and that’s how they draw Robin in relation to Batman.
the things i would imagine running alongside the car when i was a kid
This is gorgeous and I need a pack of them so we could run through the woods together hunting.
The Runalongs are rare in worlds without fast transportation. It seems they are brought into being when someone, bored by a journey, looks out to watch the countryside go by. They daydream of a creature that follows their path (guarding? Or hunting?) and suddenly, without fanfare, it appears.
Runalongs have little in the way of ecology, but they are known to eat other dreams. Sometimes if the one who called them is particularly lonely or afraid they will get closer and even speak in humming voices without opening their mouths. But the second you stop moving, the creatures turn and vanish behind themselves, disappearing to wherever fantasies come from.
A Runalong can also have other forms; a humanoid figure (without distinct features) is common, and these may also ride things that are supposed to be horses. If only we were better at imagining, then they might not look so terrifying.
WAIT
OTHER PEOPLE DID THIS
???????!!!
Mine were large cat-like creatures
I forget what mine were but I imagined this too! I like the name Runalongs.
Please, I’m nearly 30 and I still have Runalongs join me on long, boring car journeys. They must be able to sense people who are in need of their presence, for company, for entertainment, or are just so used to them being there.
when you put your hand palm down out the window and it jumps and sways in the speed, the pressure you feel, not quite solid but not quite air is the ghostly backs of the runalongs arching up for a pat.
