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Do you think if someone stayed submerged in the Lazarus pit long enough they could turn into a baby?
Lesser Known Effects of Using a Lazarus Pit
We all know about the homicidal tendencies, but here’s some lesser-known psychological effects Ra’s has experienced, as reported by anonymous members of the League of Assassins.
-Bieber Fever. Now the mere mention of the singer’s name is enough to warrant severe punishment.
-Becoming a Hippie. Which led to Woodstock, which led to Talia, which led to PTA meetings...
-Bad Financial Decisions. Such as funding Coronado’s expedition to El Dorado (so shiny!) or buying into tulip mania (so stripey!).
-Ability to Withstand Effects of and Communicate with Eldritch Horrors. Like that time Ra’s decided to take a mental health vacation to R’lyeh or when he and Cthulhu became pen pals for two years straight. (They still send cards on occasion.)
-Taking Up Bizarre Hobbies. Such as yak jumping, armpit hair weaving and social media. (He gained quite the following for the armpit hair thing.)
-Interesting Delusions. Such as the time he insisted he was Princess Furiosa of Inner Earth (and dressed to match) or that sea gulls were plotting against him (which resulted in his mental health vacation to R’lyeh.)
-Reluctance to Leave the Lazarus Pit. Which resulted in the delusion that he was actually a whale.
If you’ve ever wondered why more members of the League don’t sneak a dip now and then, you have your answer.
(To the tune of the old Superman cartoon theme…)
Puddle Man!
Puddle Man!
Steps on in,
Lives again,
Puddle Man!
I’m gonna call Ra’s Al Ghul, “Puddle Man” to his face.
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Where is the consistency
Like come on you can’t have the Lazarus pit be blue when you dump Jason in it but also have it be green (like it should be) in the book Gar is reading
What’s up with titans making things that are green in the comics blue
First the Lazarus pit and now Starfire
Do they just really like the colour or something
Not me waiting for Dick to come back temporarily insane after being dumped in the Lazarus pit, only to get a weird dream sequence and for him to come back perfectly fine
Did you guys know that the Lazarus Pits were named after Lazarus of Bethany? Because I didn't.
The more you know, I guess. Though, it makes sense
Have my Wraith! Tim Drake Au
Backstory and full outfit sketch board in the works.
I also have a Jason Todd and Tim Drake centric fic ongoing. (Cuckoo by Coincidence on AO3 if you're interested)
The promised Au Board and outfit sketches. More to come.
This is an AU where Jason never dies. Bruce doesn't accuse him of murder and he's there to meet Sheila and in time to save Jay from Joker. Jason doesn't continue being Robin and instead goes by BlueBird. (Au board for him later) While Jason is recovering, Joker & Harley kidnap Tim and JJ happens. B & Babs never found out who the kid was and Tim's parents didn't notice anything happened. A few years later the Drake's trade Tim to Ra’s for him hiding them after they ran from the police for tax evasion. Ra’s goes “Free Heir!!” and raises Tim. Damien is Tim's little brother once he is born. The official story for where Tim Drake is is that he's staying overseas with Jack's estranged half-brother after his parents died. Tim comes back to Gotham at 16 to take over at Drake Industries and reintegrate into High Society. Wraith is an informant mostly, though they famously hate and beat up or k*ll ab*sers and tr***ckers. They understand but don't adhere to the no-kill rule. Wraith interacts with BlueBird the most out of the Bats.
The League of Assassins hideout with the Lazarus Pit has been attacked, with many members suddenly going silent. Of course, this fact makes its way back to Batman.
When the Justice League arrives to figure out what is going on, they find a group of 'metas' throwing a party, all of them with cups filled with Lazarus Water.
As it turns out, the Lazarus Water is actually high quality ghost booze, and a group of specters has decided to set up the current Ghost King's wedding reception around the best source of it.
Jason Todd x Avengers Crossover
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Unexpected (part 3)
If he knew that he would be blamed for murdering someone the moment he got back to Gotham, then Jason would’ve waited another week or two before returning.
No matter what a lot of people said, Jason wasn’t stupid. He knows not to expect things that were unlikely to happen.
Jason couldn’t risk raising his hopes when it came to the bats.
He knew that he wasn’t gonna receive a warm welcome filled with hugs and cupcakes. Honestly, the most he expected was a nod of acknowledgment. And if he was lucky, then maybe- maybe he would’ve gotten a smile with the quiet whisper of a welcome back.
It made his heart twist in all the wrong ways to know that his family didn’t trust him as much as he thought. Jason genuinely believed that he and the bats were on good enough terms to earn him the benefit of the doubt.
He forced himself not to flinch as he met Batman’s harsh, distrustful gaze.
“I wasn’t even here when he was killed,” Jason tried to say as calmly as he could, knowing that if he loses his temper, everyone would use it against him. “I was following a case up in New York.”
He couldn’t go back to Arkham! Not again. Not with the Joker only a few cells away from him, taunting him with his laughter— his voice filled with cruel exhilaration as he continuously promised Jason that they would play together once again. How he would soon be reunited with his favorite playmate.
His favorite Robin.
He heard someone suck in a breath behind him.
Jason didn’t expect anyone to defend him. Not against Batman. But still-
He didn’t expect them to just stand and watch as Batman tore him into shreds once again. Batman threw accusation over accusation, yet he never once provided a single piece of evidence that proved it was Jason that did it.
He took a step towards Jason and he had to force himself not to flinch. Batman wouldn’t… not with his kids in the same room.
He ignored the rising panic in his stomach. Jason was safe.
He was safe.
Bruce wouldn’t beat him in the cave. Not in front of everyone. Not in front of Damian.
Jason would be able to walk out of the cave with his ability to walk. He was gonna be okay.
“Look, B. You can even ask them,” he pointed at the spot where Dick and the others were standing. “I told them that I was leaving Gotham for a while.”
Batman turned to where Jason was pointing. “Well?” he asked expectantly.
The cave was engulfed in eerie silence before Tim opened his mouth, faltering a little when he met Jason’s pleading gaze. “He’s not lying Bruce. He told me that he had a mission out of Gotham while we were hanging out a few weeks ago.”
Jason could feel his chest loosen up for a few seconds, thankful that Tim confirmed his statement.
He remembered the day that Tim was talking about. The bats were getting even clingier than usual. They weren’t even trying to hide the fact that they were following Jason anymore.
Tim asked Jason if he wanted to watch a movie and Jason agreed.
The bats were gonna be watching him anyways— they didn’t even try to hide the fact that they bugged him and all the known safehouses he has.
At this point, Jason didn’t know whether he should feel offended with how much they underestimated or relieved.
They already viewed him as dangerous and unpredictable. If they ever find out that Jason’s been holding back, even if it was just a little-
He won’t let them throw him back to Arkham. Jason would rather go back to the League of Assassins.
If Jason wasn’t watching Batman so closely, he would’ve missed the sliver of a nod the man-made.
Jason tried not to think of the fact that Bruce immediately accepted Tim’s answer without hesitation.
For the millionth time in this conversation, he wished that he was wearing his helmet. Instead, he forced his expression to remain calm. To remain bored as turned back to Bruce an eyebrow raised.
“Is that good enough proof for you, old man?” he couldn’t help but spit out, bitterness clear in his voice.
Batman remained unaffected, not even bothering to verbally answer Jason’s question. Instead, he just nodded.
Jason’s heart clenched, of course, he wouldn’t get an apology. Batman was too prideful for that.
“Truth.” Cassandra’s voice rang across the cave, breaking the heavy silence. “No… not lie.”
Batman nodded once again and Cassandra’s eyes met his. It took everything in him to stop a retort from coming out of his mouth.
Couldn’t she have said that a few minutes ago? Before Batman ripped him apart like he was nothing but flimsy paper.
Still, he guessed he should be thankful that she defended him. Even though it was too late.
After a few seconds of no one saying anything, Dick broke the awkwardness with an annoying smile on his face. “Now that that’s settled, why don’t we get that movie started?”
It was only because of all his training that Jason didn’t break down right there.
Of course this was just another thing that they’d sweep under the rug. Something that they would never want to speak off again.
Discussions of what movie they were supposed to watch erupted the room. It didn’t take long for an argument to break out between Damian and Tim.
Jason watched the scene for a few seconds before looking away.
They looked like a real family.
He turned away, these things happened frequently enough for Jason to know that he wasn’t welcomed.
He blocked out all the noise as he walked towards his helmet, eager to put it back on.
It was only a matter of luck that the universe hated him so much that he knocked something down, the thumping noise alerting everyone that he was about to leave.
Jason couldn’t help but feel relieved that he put on his helmet as soon as he got his hands on it.
At least he didn’t have to go to all the trouble to force his expression to remain impassive anymore.
Batman could use it against him.
Dick’s eyebrows furrowed, “Where are you going, Jay? I thought you were joining us tonight.”
“Yeah, well maybe I’m not in the mood to watch a stupid movie tonight.” Jason spits out.
Was Dick being serious right now? There were so many things wrong with that question.
One: Why would Jason want to spend more time with the people who thought he murdered someone and didn’t even bother to defend him.
And two-
No one invited Jason.
Before anyone could say anything else, Jason hopped on his motorcycle. He needed to get out of the cave.
He could feel their eyes on his back but no one bothered to stop him.
The last thing he heard was Cassandra’s voice assuring the bats. “Be back,” she said with enough confidence that one would think that she could command Jason to turn around with only her words. “He will be back.”
Jason held in the harsh remark that threatened to leave his lips.
Plus, it wasn’t like Cassandra was lying. He knew it— and hell, the rest of Bats probably knew it too.
Jason would come back. He always did.
It wasn’t like he had anywhere else to go.
But for now, he needed to get away. He thought that one week would be enough to calm the pit.
It wasn’t.
In fact, he feels like the interaction with the bats today just made it worst.
He’ll stay away from them for two weeks. That should be enough time for the pit to stop screaming at him.
But who would he stay with?
Jason had enough experience to know that the best way to calm the pit was to surround yourself with people you trust.
Kori and Roy were still in space.
And Talia was busy with the civil war against Ra’s.
Jason had no one else.
Except-
His phone grew heavier in his pocket and he remembered that an Avenger owed him a favor.
Clint said that Jason could text him whenever.
And the more he thought about it, the more Jason decided that he did trust the archer in some way.
Jason soon found himself staring at the side mirror of the vehicle and poisonous green eyes stared back.
He quickly averted his eyes.
Clint was his last choice. And Jason couldn’t risk being in the peak of a pit episode without anyone to keep him in his place.
He could do this.
It wasn’t like he had another choice.
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notes:
Balancing out school and volleyball was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Only one month has passed and I am swamped with work.
I don’t know how I feel about this chapter. It’s not my best work but I wanted to put something out for you guys!!
I hope that you liked it.
I’m gonna spend this weekend to try and get my life together so hopefully, that means that next week will be easier for me.
Especially since I still need to finish my permit course. (If you couldn’t tell, I’m kinda hating sophomore year of high school right now)
Like always, please leave a comment. i love reading them and they just motivate me so much! And they would help an extra ton these days.
And once again, if you have any fanfic requests, questions, or just suggestions for a specific fanfic i’m writing, just leave it in a comment down below or you can just message me here on tumblr.
Dick: "I want a refund"
Dick: *gets a refund*
Dick: no no wait not like that
I'm golden-child!Jason and not-even-a-silver-egg!Dick truther for life, and that's so funny.
Bruce is used to the chaos he calls his son, so when Jason actually behave, Bruce is soooo confused.
Like, what do you mean Bruce can tell him to not do something and Jason will??? Obey??? The order??? Dick would never.
Bruce, fully prepared for scandal: You are not allowed to jump from one wardrobe to another, it's dangerous for you.
Little Jason, who has no idea why he should: Ok? I wasn't planning to anyway.
Confused Bruce: You wasn't?
Little Jason who are scared to touch anything here, because it probably costs more than his life: I don't want to ruin the mansion...
More Confused Bruce: You don't?!
Or
Bruce: so, you are saying that if I tell you to sit in your room and read books, you will really sit in your room and read books?
Little Jason, who has no idea why he shouldn't: Yeah?
Bruce, whispering to Alfred: I didn't know they could do that.
My very personal rating of every lazarus pit fanon side effects I've ever read, ranked from favourite to least favourite :
Tapetum lucidum (the thing cats have that makes their eyes gleam in the dark): that's so creepy and cool, eery in a more discreet way than a full-on glow, idk who hced that first but they are a genius
Contaminated blood laced with the lazarus protein: because our blood renews itself pretty often, this implies the existence of either a lazarus organ that continues to pump the lazarus protein in the blood, or, more probably, the contamination of one of the blood producing organs, maybe of the bone marrow, by the Lazarus pit. Like imagine the Lazarus Pit changing you down to the inside of your bone... The implications are so fascinating I'd love to read more about it.
Altered dna: this doesn't make sense, how does the magical healing pit change your dna, I love it so much, tell me more about the magic gatorade that rewrites dna
Accelerated healing/enhancements: what's funnier, that the pit gave Jason metahuman abilities like being able to withstand a meteorite and going toe-to-toe with Deathstroke (the wiki's words, not mine) and it was just never discussed, or that nothing Jason went through gave him these abilities that he really shouldn't have and he still does and it was just never discussed? I don't know but still, that stuff is top-tier
Glowing green eyes: on the one hand, eyes that glow when the person is feeling intense negative emotions (even better it's not just rage, like, imagine having a flashback or nightmare or getting fear toxined and their eyes glow and people think they're about to attack but they just scream that'd be so cool) but on the other hand, I feel like the colour is too limiting. Sure, Ra's or Riddler can fuck with the glowing green but come on, my girl Cass deserves eyes that glow gold (like the gold from the Batgirl suit). Jason deserves to have glowing red eyes. Cicero says that eyes are the reflection of the soul and while I love the idea of the lazarus pit being toxic, contaminating a part of the person's soul, in comics, a character's colour scheme is an essential part of their graphic identity, and I think altering it to the point of giving it a totally different colour is too much for my taste personally. Like, you are still the same person that you were before the bad thing happened. Yes, it changed you irrevocably, but you are still yourself and you should still have the right to your name and to the colour of your soul.
Lazarus Rage/Pit Madness: so I've seen this one criticized pretty often, often because of how unnecessary, and honestly probably damaging, to the understanding of Jason's character after his resurrection. And like, I agree, but also I've found myself to enjoy the fanon version of the Batfam. Like, I don't like that it's murky and confusing sometimes to figure out which is fanon or canon and that that leads people to judging canon actions from a standard of fanon information, and parts of it can be sexist or racist or classist, but the same can be said from canon, you have to be critical with what you consume. Basically to me there are two batfams and I consume both differently and enjoy both, and in the context of fanon I enjoy Pit Madness. The idea of uncontrollable, alien rage is fun, is angsty, and as someone with intense anger issues I'm telling you writing a lazarus rage episode was one of the most cathartic things I've ever written and it felt so good. I also think part of the upset on the subject is a bit undeserved because I see people complain that "the lazarus doesn't work like that because it didn't do that to other people" as if the way the lazarus pit worked made any sense. You're telling me this stuff healed Jason's malnutrition but it didn't fix his trauma? That it healed the Riddler's brain cancer but couldn't be bothered to fuck with Jason's hypertrophied amygdala and the fucked up connections between his amygdala and hippocampus??! Obviously we can't expect dc to know or care about science that much , but I still have the right to be nerdy about it. Jason went into the pit resurrected by God and with brain damage and Ra's said it was a plague and that could make him crazy, I fully believe he could have gotten Pit Madness even if the others hadn't.
Eye-colour change: that's the same thing as the glowing part but without the fun part, really dislike it. I need to be able to listen to I know these eyes/this man is dead from the Count of MonteCristo Musical while making up Under the Red Hood edits in my head please and thank you
Lazarus Pit brings people back to life: I hate it so much dc stop treating life and death so inconsequentially oh my gosh characters fighting life and death situations should not have a source of immortality right in hand I hate that lazarus resin lazarus toxin stuff they have right now and the idea that the pits can bring back to life plays into that idea so I really dislike it. I understand the appeal, it's the basics of coming back wrong with a side of rebirth in the water but instead of being purified it's being poisoned, but I just can't get over how frustrating it is to see a beloved character die and only be able to say I hope he doesn't come back for his own sake and then he comes back. Urgh.
Dragon blood au!
In a universe where the Lazarus Pit is made of dragon blood (which is a species that disappeared years ago), people coming into contact with it develop physical traits identical to the animal and their emotions are increased tenfold.
Jason Todd thought he had escaped this effect because he only entered it once, but two months after his resurrection he woke up with a toothache so bad he couldn't even speak. He quickly realized that he was bleeding from his gums and when he looked in a mirror he realized that his teeth (especially his canines) had become longer and much sharper! Since then the effects of the Lazarus Pit have manifested themselves more and more, horns had grown on his head, his nails had transformed into claws, some scales had appeared on his skin (very little so he can hide them), and a tail had formed at the end of its spine.
Fortunately for Jason these effects can be hidden (not erased according to Talia) with emotional control. Learning to calm his temper was more complicated than Jason expected, which allowed him to plan his comeback so well. When Jason finally agreed to return to the Batfam he kept his new appearance a secret for a long time. Dick, Alfred and Bruce were also surprised to see him so calm since he couldn't get angry without revealing his secret.
He managed to keep his human appearance until one winter at the manor when Jason's body could no longer stand the cold and decided on its own to make him regain his dragonish appearance to keep him warm. Only Damian didn't react to that while the others looked at Jason speechless since he had grown up with Jason in the league for several years and he too had a dragonish appearance having also been placed in the Pit but also never told anyone because : "it wasn't important."
Weird potential cryptid au thing?
I've had this idea for a while now, I don't know if you can really call it a "cryptid au" but I didn't know what other name to give it.
So imagine a universe where certain humans or animals can enter into connections with an element (example Bruce with Gotham) to become a kind of creature that represents it. To give you an idea, imagine if by devoting his life to Gotham Bruce BECOMES Gotham. Like he loses a little of his humanity and Batman literally becomes a mystical creature with strange powers that people talk about like an urban legend. And if we follow this path, imagine that the Robins, the Batgirls and other sidekicks become the same by joining the Batfamily? Which now leads me to my basic idea:
Ra's could not stop, for years he bathed in the Lazarus Pits with the hope of entering into connection with them, but never succeeded. It drove him crazy. Then Ra's had a daughter, a daughter he thought worthy of the one thing he was not capable of, but a daughter who also failed, rejected by the healing waters of their family. This girl also had a child, a glimmer of hope, the son of an assassin and a being who managed to link himself to what was dear to him, but a son who attached himself to something different. And when all was lost, when Ra's sank into madness, Talia did not accept: she took a courageous soldier, a soldier who died for nothing, a soldier who would have a chance, a soldier who was welcomed with open arms.
Red Hood, incarnation of the Lazarus Pit was born.
(Anybody wants more of this?)