— ​be your own ( damn ) hero !

[nocturnix]

                          [ BE YOUR OWN DAMN HERO ! ]

#𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐗.   private ,  low activity ,   BATGIRL / ORACLE / BARBARA GORDON   from  the  DC  comics  as  written  by  Esme (  she  /  her  ),  30 + .  circa  2014 ( same url ) ,  revived  2024.  mutuals only, 21+ . read rules before following.

note : portrayal is primarily   𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙉  𝘿𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙂𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀  ; incorporating headcanons & mixed media interpretations. this blog will feature Barbara as BATGIRL   &   ORACLE.   Barbara's disability is not erased ;   this depiction will emphasize her disability throughout various stages. barbara's disability is very present , visible , & will be mentioned in threads. for more information on Barbara's timeline , please read this post. if you have any issues with this depiction,  please block at your discretion.

↳ 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 : Batgirl : Year One , Batman : The Killing Joke , The Batman Chronicles : Oracle Year One , Birds of Prey (1999) , Injustice : Gods Among Us (2013) , New 52 Batgirl , Birds of Prey (2010-2014) , Rebirth Batgirl , Rebirth Batgirl & The Birds of Prey , Rebirth Nightwing . [ & ] 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 : The Batman (tv series) , The New Batman Adventures (tv series) , Young Justice (tv series) , Batgirl of Burnside , The Oracle Code , Batman : Arkham Knight (game) , Justice League (Snyder cut) , Convergence : Nightwing/Oracle , New 52 Earth 2 , Batman Beyond (tv series)

  [  01  ]   carrd .   [  02  ]   headcanons  .   [  03  ]   sent. starters   . 

[loxare]

Blue Beetle Volume 8, 18

[adultum]

[midvales]

setting the other woman down gently on the rooftop, a hand still on her waist for just a lingering moment — a safety precaution, before she’s absolutely sure, " feel that? live from the tallest building in metropolis, long ways from them hard ways, filled with brokers and jokers. "

pitbull starter call. / @nocturnix ♡ for a starter featuring pitbull lyrics

[nocturnix]

𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀'𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐍, entrusting her companion as her figure is settled on a perch. separated from her wheelchair, her faith devotedly placed in her super. this felt oddly reminiscent. when the bat & super took to the night skies from metropolis to gotham, nothing could stop them. except a bullet & an untimely death.

grief still sat with her in between the quite moments. rarely has she's allowed another into her space since that night that changed her world. but she remade herself, that grief is over. its the other invisible wound that has ripped itself wide open again. a pain that comes in tenfold each time she stares at those clear blues beside her. ❝ i almost forgot how beautiful this view was. metropolis felt . . . empty without you. ❞

[midvales]

" maybe i just thought you'd like nice in it. " kara taps at the face of the watch, shoulders shrugging. she leans back against barbara's desk, arms crossing as her head tilts down to look at the redhead. " if you must know, " her finger drags from the face to the side where there's a third dial on the side, applying a gentle pressure, " this one is the speed dial. " though it makes no difference to the seated girl, kara's face wrinkles from being so close to the source of the tone, " to reset it, just pull it back out, " she pinches the dial, pulling it out, and just like that it's over. " i trust you'll use it wisely, y'know for life threatening moments or if you find yourself terribly bored. "

[nocturnix]

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃, barbara dutifully observes the demonstration. eyes following the other's actions for the silent alarm, evoking a reaction only for kara to hear. both options presented seemed to yield the same response. ❝ oh? so you'll come to my rescue . . . ? ❞ despite the surface tease & playfulness, it was a flattering gesture. one not lost on barbara, it meant more than she could put into words. shoulder gives a playful shove against the other, already busying herself in strapping on the watch over her wrist. ❝ and what happens when you get tired of little ol' me? do i lose my kara-privileges? ❞

[bruz3r]

The furrow of his brows stay stern. A whole world of wrongs could happen to these kids under his watch. Not just his now but Jim Gordon's daughter too. The stakes were high. But maybe it's a leap of faith. Maybe it's just intuition. Or maybe he just knows a pair of stubborn kids when he sees them. They were going to do this with or without him.

     [ ₁ ] But they wear his sigil.      [ ₂ ] And that changes everything.

" No. " He answered eventually then, pining the location of the now slightly burnt vehicle so ROBIN can come find them. " It means you will put it in the back of the car so we can take it back to the cave. "

[nocturnix]

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍, restrained at the bite of a lip & echoing a disapproving grunt. there was still a volatile spark of rebellion within her. but at a moment's pause, the mind eventually wins that war waged with the heart. reason once more cooling the forge that more often than not, caused more grief than resolution. keep your head on your shoulders, babs.

for a change, she spares him quick wit retort. best not to further provoke the bear . . . er, bat. then, the realization of his words suddenly hit like salt to wound. ❝ wait! ❞ posture dramatically frozen for a beat before they hastily rush to catch up on his heels. ❝ pixie boots gets to drive the bat-mobile?! ❞ oh c'mon . . . could this night get any worse? she's already dreading the smug face of the little bird coming to her rescue.

[nocturnix]

█ ▌ ↳ 𝙸𝙳 : [ 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙰 𝙶𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙾𝙽 ] › fashion ( late 30's - 40+ ).

[nocturnix]

█ ▌ ↳ 𝙸𝙳 : [ 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙰 𝙶𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙾𝙽 ] › fashion ( late 30's - 40+ ).

[danversiism]

when she's out here, the hybrid misses home, but when she's in New York for long, she longs for the beauty & quietude of space. thus is the life of a child from two worlds. whatever sacrifices come are absolutely worth it to keep her friends & her planet SAFE. Danvers wouldn't have it any other way.

there's a soft meow as Chewie demands some food, prompting Carol to hop down to feed her. as she's finishing the task, her phone buzzes & she tries to picture what Babs is doing.

( sms : Gordon, Barbara )

she's a lot friendlier than she sounds. she's really come around the past couple of years.

honestly, she used to be quite the handful before.

congratulations in advance ! do i get a hint ? are we talking professional or personal here ?

i miss you too. i promise we'll have a girls' night in soon !

sleepovers never go out of style.

pretty sure this life chose us . . .

i've heard of him. can't say i've had the pleasure of kicking his ass, but i guess i have you to thank for that.

they all think they are superior beings, don't they ? it's so lame. where's the originality ?

[nocturnix]

𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐄, barbara had armed her online system with a contingency plan. should she fail to log in within 12 hours . . . well, it would trigger a crisis response with the league to answer the call. today is different, she's outgrown the vigilante mask. finding herself more & more distant from fighting from within the shadows. stepping into the light, the promise of a family & a steady career . . .

batgirl & oracle don't fit into that equation. knowing sooner or later, her network would find its new driver. and she would disappear into the routine of a 9 to 5, maybe a kid or two to rush off to school & a certain ex-robin to kiss on her way to work in the mornings. on quiet evening like these, barbara allows herself to indulge in the possibilities of tomorrow.

[ ↪ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂, 𝙲. ] really? did you wear her down or did she get you? [ ↪ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂, 𝙲. ] thanks but sorry, colonel. that's my secret weapon to get you to touchdown on earth. [ ↪ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂, 𝙲. ] sleepovers, huh? think you can handle family game-night? the boy-wonders can get quite competitive. [ ↪ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂, 𝙲. ] it's all fun & games till someone gets hurt with a monopoly board piece. [ ↪ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂, 𝙲. ] if you can handle jason losing to damian, don't think darkseid can be half as threatening. [ ↪ 𝚂𝙼𝚂: 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂, 𝙲. ] not that i foresee another space tyrant on a power trip a problem for our dear captain marvel.

[nocturnix]

█ ▌ ↳ 𝙸𝙳 : [ 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙰 𝙶𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙾𝙽 ] › fashion (mid 20's - 30's).

[danversiism]

the core of the matter is that the blonde is always trying to do the right thing. is it always perfect ? not by a long shot, but there's no way in hell she'll ever stop showing up when people need her. this is the galaxy she was brought into, from a weapon to a hero ( or villain ), depending on the day & the civilization asked.

either way, Carol Danvers will ALWAYS be Carol Danvers.

carefully, she supports her friend's weight, ( hopefully ) easing part of the discomfort Babs is feeling. ❛   me ? i never leave Gotham until you people CHASE ME OUT of here. i guess i'm a bit of a masochist.   ❜ a light-hearted tone accompanies the pair taking off in the direction of the redhead's place.

❛   i'm listening.   ❜ the colonel says, quietly admiring the scenery as they pass by several buildings. like any other city, it is bustling with signs of life━people going about their evening in relative peace. ❛   how can i refuse ? you drive a HARD bargain.   ❜

laughter flows next before she lands on the rooftop. ❛   as tempting as that is . . .   ❜ even now, she doesn't let Gordon fully down. it's obvious she's exhausted & putting on a brave face, which she RESPECTS. ❛   there's no need to bribe me in any way. i'm always happy to help a friend. now, do you need to put in a code ? or disarm your security system, i'd rather not get attacked by anything or anyone.   ❜

[nocturnix]

there's a guilt that accompanies this suit, weighing her down towards the bottom of an ocean. denying it was like swallowing the sea; choking on a false aspiration. salvation only found by liberating herself of this suit. it was a relic of the past anyways.

while barbara allows the colonel to maul over her proposition, digits gently press over her temple. the built-in beacon in her cowl syncing with her home network. true to carol's intuition, deactivating her silent alarms. the bigger threat remained at her tower. note: never break-in to her clock tower. lest you plan to answer to a few members of the league on stand-by. ❝ relaaax. i don't keep a terminator at home. ❞

barbara eases herself down, keeping an arm anchored over the colonel's shoulder for support. leading them from the access door of the rooftop to the interior of her building. hand clutching onto the hallway walls for balance. lucky to not run in to any neighbors. finally, they've made it to her door. ❝ mi casa, es su casa. ❞ with that, barbara motions for them to enter. even in the dark, she can find the couch to drop her entire weight onto. the clink of her gear ringing in the darkness. a moment to breathe, low but firm tenor cuts through the stillness moments later. ❝ thanks, carol. you saved my ass tonight. ❞

[nocturnix]

she embodied the divine sun, radiating light & warmth. eliciting an earnest chuckle from barbara; very few could pry barbara from her studies. obedient to the invitation to unravel her gift, eyes expand upon the sudden realization. ❝ is this . . . what i think it is? ❞

a simple watch in hand, but it was something more sophisticated than that. they had talked about it, joked even. a device . . . beacon that only a super could hear. its deserving of a tease, disguised as something else unsaid. ❝ is this you giving me your number? ❞

█ ▌ ↳ [ @karanite ] from here.

[heyitsjiayi]

Commission by @jjmk-jjmk. We can always use a little more Dick & Babs together. :)

Please credit the artist - reblog, don’t repost, etc.

[nocturnix]

happy halloweenie, boys and ghouls. oracle is on duty tonight. she’s making sure the crosswalk lights have a lil extra time tonight for the kiddos to cross. the BoP are on standby. come over to the tower for hot drinks and horror flicks after. and share your candy with her. she might delete your student loans.

[nocturnix]

𝑮𝑬𝑻  𝑻𝑶  𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾  𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹  𝑴𝑼𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑳𝑺  ,  answer  and  tag  six  people  you  want  to  get  to  know  better  !

FAVOURITE  COLOUR  :  crimson. the color of the sith. LAST  SONG  :  Collar of Truth by Violent Vira CURRENTLY  READING  :  drafts. i read & negotiate legal contracts all day, my eyeballs are usually melted by 5pm. but i'd like to jump back into my BoP & X-23 comics reread. CURRENTLY  WATCHING  :  just finished the alien tv show so i'm in my "filler" lapse till i find a new show. i was watching The Crow (1994) last night that i gotta finish. and currently in the punk hazard arc of One Piece. CURRENTLY  CRAVING  :  nothing? i don't really crave foods or drinks. but if i had to choose, maybe an authentic colombian cortado coffee shot. not right now, otherwise i'd be up the next 12 hours.

tagged  by  : @identimfied  ( tysm! 💖 ) tagging : @mndies, @felinoir, @loveologie, @karanite, @trvstbroken, @soruteika & anyone that wants to do it.  

[trvstbroken]

 ❛❛  I'm  not  keeping  score,  even  if  I contributed  to  your  recovery, your  progress  however  matters. . . ❜❜  he  answers  dryly,  Lex's  lip  curves  resisting  the  urge  to  bristle.  This  expression  forming  spoke  more  indifference  than  amusement.  Her  hostility,  masking  maybe  the  pain  he  spoke  of.  Barbara  thought  herself  as  some  experiment,  as  if  his  work  could  be  reduced -  summed  up  to  marks  on  some  lab  sheet.  It  was  not  just  about  DATA  &  RESULTS.  It  meant  that  his  technology,  his  life's  work  could  be  a  measured  for  good,  if  he  decided  it. 

After  the  silence  lingers,  he  continues.   ❛❛  Besides  lab  rats  don't  have  a  say,  they  don't  argue  back.  ❜❜  he  moves  now,  from  monitors  &  numbers  to  drift  his  strides  through  the  sterile  space  over  to  her,  cold  hues  cut  down,  devoid  of  emotion  -  flat.  ❛❛  If  I  wanted  to  treat  you  like  one,  you  would  have  no  anatomy,  you'd  be  in  a  cage,  for  study,  you  wouldn't  be  walking  in  here  by  your  own  freewill. ❜❜

[nocturnix]

calculated words that cleave with the precision of a scalpel, cutting away an objectified argument that has begun to lose credibility. the tepid reproach starkly contrasting the inflamed accusations. making reactionary a mockery of her better judgement. reducing barbara's defense to a displaced blame; a woman's pain is always lessened under scrutiny.

the jagged teeth of her attack withdraw upon themselves. simmering heat still crawling under her skin in vexation. as she recoils, he the lethal predator that enters his domain ━━ unchallenged. it was her turn to take the shrapnel piercing her skin. feign a rigid defense to his counterattack. evident in fueling her volatile temperament.

an audible scoff, the readjustment of posture. shifting the weight as dull ache has reemerged in her lower back. stone features refusing to fold under contention. ❝ oh? how humanitarian of you; i'll try to remember that next time you try to destroy us. ❞ she's thought of it. maybe not a kill switch implanted; but if he possessed the ability to reverse her regeneration at-will. god among us.

[tls123]

BATGIRL #6