#and casually sticks granola bars into your pockets when you havent eaten

[haveihitanerve]

sobbing.

Batman, Bruce Wayne, Brucie- it doesn't matter what you call him, at his core, its all the same.

He's a sickeningly optimistic optimist, though people'll have you believe he's not. But he is. Because he has so much hope for the world, for the people, he sees the good in everyone, everything, is intent to pry it out of them himself if he has to, and plaster it across every billboard in the city if that's what it takes for them to believe him.

Batman is every old man at a gas station who buys you a soda because you didn't have enough quarters. He's every college kid at a bus stop, handing you his umbrella because its raining and you don't have one. He's every old lady patting you affectionately on the cheek and telling you, "you're such a nice young man/woman aren't you?"

Bruce is every child that surprises you with a spontaneous hug, grinning up at you like with one smile it can wipe every bad thing from the world. He's every toddler that frowns in determination, desperate to lead the spider outside instead of letting Dad kill it.

He's every act of kindness, every bit of hope, every spark of goodness in everyone.

Batman might not be the first person people think of when asked to imagine a good person. But he should be.

Because no matter what you've done, no matter how worthless you think you are, no matter how many people you've hurt or however many crimes you've committed, he'll show up to bail you out, and he'll still offer you a hand up off of the floor.

Because he cares goddamnit, and he'll risk the flames if it means you're not alone.

if you were at your worst, if you’re a villain or a screwup or whatever, there is a goth man dressed as a giant bat who keeps coming after you, bothering you. he sabotages your journey of self destruction over and over. ur ready to give up but he won’t let you. you think, today he won’t come. today he will give up on me too. he never does.