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downthetubes · 3 months
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Inkblot, an indie comics festival comes to Manchester this Saturday
Inkblot, an indie comics festival, lands at the St Thomas Centre in Manchester this Saturday, 24th February 2024
Inkblot, an indie comics festival, lands at the St Thomas Centre in Manchester this Saturday, 24th February 2024. The team behind the event describe it as an occasion “where creativity and originality come together under one roof”, offering a day full of comics, art, prints, and more. We’ve only belatedly learned of this event, sponsored by Lazarus Comics and Meraki Comics, but this year’s…
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dragonpyre · 4 months
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If the Lazarus pit can restore lost limbs and bones and shit, would that mean it also restores wisdom teeth?
What I’m saying is, assuming Jason had his wisdom teeth out early (like I did), he’d have to get them out AGAIN before enacting his 5D chess revenge plan on Batman
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baihujun · 9 days
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A birthday pie for @krizariel 💚💦
Bonus:
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voidlesscreator · 14 days
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Alfred has a relative???
Recently, Alfred had received a letter from a 'relative' of his for reasons unknown to the batfam. Alfred seemed happy about it so none of them minded too much, even when the butler said that said relative would be visiting since they hadn't been able to see each other in many years.
A few days later there is a knock on the manor's door and one of the batkids opens it to see this young adult dressed in modern yet formal attire asking if Alfred lives there.
They assume that the man is a cousin or something similar of Alfred's, until the man all but squeals like a banshee at the sight of the butler and beelines for him before doting on him.
None of them were prepared for the young adult- if he even is one at this point- to call Alfred "his boy" and for Alfred to refer to him as "father/papa".
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*knock on the door*
Tim: *opens door* hello?
Danny: Hi, does Alfred Pennyworth live/work here?
Tim: Yes??? Why do you ask?
Danny: Well you see-
Alfred: Young master Tim, who might be at the door?
Danny: *Squeals* My little Alfie!!
Tim, watching Danny rush over to Alfred and start pinching his cheeks: what the-
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mischieviem · 1 month
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That natural soup show or whatever
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raevulsix · 1 month
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“Tech is gone. I am what remains.”
WIP version
Come join our discord community. ✨
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magnoliasandarson · 3 months
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the tragedy of Jason Todd
There's something so heart-rendering about Jason confronting Bruce. He died. His funeral service was closed casket because his body had been so severely brutalized. His brother wasn’t even on the planet when they lowered him six feet down. They buried him and moved on.
He dug himself out, breaking open his own casket with a belt buckle. He shredded the skin off his fingers and splintered his bones, choked on dirt and worms, almost suffocated without oxygen. He wandered the city begging for his dad.
When Jason came to after the Pit, Talia told him his father replaced him and let the Joker live. He makes his way back to his city, but he has a passenger riding around in his brain. There is a thirst for blood and vengeance that blurs his vision. He needs to be good, fix things, and prove himself all over again. Jason is half insane, but he still needs to help people.  He needs Bruce.
He catches the monster that killed him, stands him in front of his dad, and says, 'my killer or me.' He clawed his way out of his grave, fought the Gauntlet in Nanda Parbat, and battled the Lazarus Pit eating at his soul, all to beg his dad to love him.
Jason does all of that, all for Bruce to slice his throat. 
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mirailenkun · 5 days
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Because you were always the one who persevered
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mottemort · 6 months
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WFA fan edit - Jason al Ghul
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fishfission-dc · 1 year
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Batfamily Powerpoint Night! (Part 7: Damian)
<<Part 6: Steph    |    Part 8: Duke >>
[Masterlist]
Damian: I volunteer to present next.
Steph: Damian’s will either be really boring or really interesting...
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Cass (signing): Really interesting, apparently.
Bruce: Damian, is this appropriate?
Jason: This seems like a cop out for me-
Tim: We get it Jason we know you died
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Dick: Ohhhhh so this is actually thinly veiled love for us all.
Bruce: Hn. (disgruntled appreciation)
Damian: Absurd. I am simply planning you all to combat likely scenarios. For tactical reasons.
Steph: He loves us :)
Damian: Tactical reasons.
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Dick: I AM A GOOD DRIVER
Jason: Debatable.
Barbara: Not that debatable when you see the Gotham City Police Department’s record on his license. 
Dick:  D:
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Barbara: I’ll take that to heart Damian thank you for the concern.
Duke: Who taught Damian what girlbossing is?
Steph: Damian flawless use of that vocabulary.
Damian: Thank you.
Duke: Why did I ask when we all knew the answer.
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Jason: WHERE DID YOU EVEN GET MY MUGSHOT
Duke: Did you dye your hair?
Steph: He’s a natural ginger but he’s just emo about it or something
Jason: THIS IS SO FOUL I HATE YOU GREMLIN
[noises of violence]
Dick: You should consider therapy though like actually 
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Tim: MINE IS A WHOLE NOVEL? AND THE PICTURE??? This is not thinly veiled love this is blatant hatred. 
Damian: You simply have a lot of flaws, Drake.
Jason: Your picture makes me feel a little better about mine.
Dick: Damian is the implication that you’re going to murder Tim for.. being annoying?
Damian: Interpret as you wish.
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Steph: Wow. Fair, but wow.
Barbara: Is that a picture of you in a hostage situation?
Damian: The consequences of one of the aforementioned idiotic decisions.
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Cass (signing): I love you too, Damian. :)
Dick: I’m sensing some aggression
Damian: I sure hope so
Bruce: Hn. (embarrassed but knowing)
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Duke: Is this because of th-
Jason: Yes it’s because of the gang
Duke: I guess that’s fair.
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Tim: Valid.
Steph: Immortal until proven mortal.
[unanimous agreement]
Alfred (from the other room): Thank you, young sir.
<<Part 6: Steph    |    Part 8: Duke >>
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rainynovaside · 1 year
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lazarus
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zabash · 1 year
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My best work yet I fear
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dragonpyre · 4 months
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Ok but au where Jason had vitiligo or poliosis since he was a kid and always had the white hair streak but just dyed it when he was with Bruce so as to not give away Robins identity. Stops doing that after he died cuz there wasn’t really a point. Somehow the rest of the family (minus Bruce) didn’t even KNOW he has poliosis/vitiligo and just assumes it’s a death thing
This leads to many confusing conversations
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comickergirl · 1 year
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Really liked Lazarus Planet! So, you know. Had to draw a silly comic. XD Joke stolen from 30 Rock. 
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sharkksee · 6 months
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A LITTLE DEATH !
──── Damian Al Ghul x Reader. 571 words.
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Living after dying was too expensive a price that everyone avoided, because anyone would not be able to continue or repent when the effects of madness came. Everyone who has ever been revived in that well may never be the same again, Damian knew this very well, he has seen it with his own eyes.
The Lazarus Pit was too dangerous. They could use it on soldiers to keep the League of Shadows standing, not use it on loved ones. Using the grave of someone you love is like a death note delivered in front of the devil, on shaking knees. But the loneliness, the guilt, accumulated on him.
He let your inert body sink into the waters, freeing your death to the forces that his grandfather abused. It was a nightmare to see you like this, reminding him that he couldn't save you.
How did he fail like this? He is the heir of the Al Ghul, the blood of the deaths of his origins wells up in his veins. How did your death pass over him?
He can't allow it. No. He forbids you, in life and soul, to agonize in his presence, to abandon him and release him. You have to be with him, he won't let you even fall into the arms of death.
His eyes move over you, as he is always very curious about you. He is fascinated by your body, your curves, and the way the water covers your contours so softly on your fatal wounds. The gaze lingers on your soft, kissable lips, and he longs for the taste of your return. He wants to taste the sweetness of your lips with his. He longs for you, because he needs you. Damian will have wealth, soldiers, weapons, blood. But not having you is like a curse.
Soft, slow breathing is heard. The little chest goes up and down, in and out, in and out. But he doesn't move, not even a muscle, while he's listening to your every heartbeat from the edge of the Lazarus Pit.
Your body begins to react to the effects of the immortal waters, and he looked at you serenely. His hands clenched into knuckles, wishing for your own soul to be saved. Your fingers begin to move, and your body reacts, wanting to escape the waters as soon as you opened the eyes that Damian had loved so much from beneath the waters.
He gently lifts you into his arms and lifts you out of the water, feeling the living heat radiating from your body. He looks at you, intently, attentive to everything about you as he wraps his arms around your body tightly, not wanting you to escape from him.
“Beloved,” Damian whispers, his voice a hoarse but reassuring whisper. He feels your heartbeat. Oh, God. Your heart is beating, your lungs are breathing, your blood is reviving. He smiles slightly, noticing that you have calmed down from the waters and understand every part of what happened.
“I won't let you go… Again,” Damian whispers, almost to himself, holding you tighter, burying himself in your shoulder.
He can sense that you are agitated, your mind processing your return to life, wanting to ask. But the simple, cold gaze of those emerald orbs warn you to remain silent, like before you lost your life.
“I forbid you to leave me again.” He hissed, his breath now hitting your ear, sending shivers down your spine. He can't lose his favorite toy.
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Cullen: *trying to distract Ras Al Ghul for his sister who he just found out was Blue Bird* Why do you worship Lazarus anyway? What does it give you?!
Ras Al Ghul: It gives me endless life and eternal youth.
Cullen: But I bet it can't give me a boyfriend.
*Lazarus green portal opens up in the sky and shoots a guy down at Cullen feet*
Ras:
Cullen:
Nightwing:
Bluebird:
Robin:
Cullen: Dibs
Robin: That is a demon. A pit demon.
Cullen: and I called dibs
Phantom: ????
Phantom: I know a place if you like burgers
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