#titan build

[datharlequinoni]

After revamping the hell out of Racasix I was ready to approach Verocia and give her a similar treatment. However, what initially began as a desire to have the system wedge attached to the torso by something better than two 1/2 pins (which caused it to come off if you so much as brushed it with your finger) ended up exploding into a complete and utter total rework of everything below her shoulders and exponential increase in the amount of system I was using for this build. I changed fucking everything, and it took multiple days to finally figure everything out. Verocia is now, somehow, even more of a rework than the Racasix build was, which means that that build I posted, as part of my standardized Vortixx build set, is now outdated. Yes. Outdated. Within a 4 day period. All because I wanted a system wedge to not fall off. I also want to elucidate on Verocia's design philosophy a bit. Thanks to Greg saying Vortixx are basically primarily black, and silver works incredibly well with that, the vast majority of Vortixx MOCs tend to follow that trend. I have *never* been okay with this. I stan the green mofo that Roodaka killed. I will not accept the litany of black and silver. So she was gonna be an off the wall colour. After establishing that baseline, and running a very Roodaka-ish design philosophy tools wise by Bobthedoctor, I decided that the primary two inspirations for Verocia would be two iconic female protagonists: Samus Aran, who's zero suit is the basis for the colours and shapes, and Bloodrayne, for whom I owe the idea of arm mounted flip blades.

So of course I had to build a giant fuckoff arm cannon for her. I don't know if the cannon will be...Ahem, *canon* to her appearance in my AU, as I don't know how to implement it into the story and whether to have her lose an arm or not, but it is decidedly awesome and hammers home the whole Samus Aran aesthetic. Zero suit Vortixx. Vortixx Prime. Unfortunately, if I really want the arm cannon to work I would have to completely change her colour scheme and shoulder armor, so this isn't as complete as the reference could be. Still, fucking awesome.

[mysterycitrus]

my absolute fave lowstakes hc is that donna and garth and kory’s first proper impression of a vanilla human was dick grayson which like…. permanently fucked up their perception of what humans were supposed to survive. like they see dick jump out of a plane head first with no parachute and are like…. yeah that makes sense. humans can fold themselves into a discus and launch themselves at 80mph to take down enemies. that tracks. humans are just sorta like that ig

then the first time donna tries to throw roy as a javelin and he almost breaks his spine going through a wall and she’s like

[punnifullife]

Request from @wafflesandd1ck for an evil starfire request. I wouldn't say "evil"-evil, but this was if she was either mind-controlled/under a hallucinogen (like robin was in that episode "Haunted") but she sees everyone as enemies or something. idk. And I couldn't decide on what he was saying at the end, BUT i know my girl could body all them if she didn't hold herself back 👍

[premade-username]

There’s something poetic about the body of a titan of earth being made home for people. Isn’t that what earth at its core is, over any other element? Dirt for animals to burrow, caves in which to find shelter, soil to cultivate countless habitats. What is dwelling within its skeleton but worship? What are flowers beds growing from its ribs, but an altar?

[spacedace]

Nother dp x dc prompt for yall:

Jazz tracks down the League of Assassins to get as much training from them as she can to take out the GIW and her parents. While there she meets Jason post his Lazarus Pit dip.

They get along a little too well for Talia's (and her plans for Jason's) comfort.

[danwhobrowses]

Ashton "I serve the weak, I serve the forgotten, I serve the dirt beneath our feet" Me "Saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"

[ruanbaijie]

The world is full of pain and suffering… so you should live in a way… to be helpful and loved by everybody.

@animangacreators challenge 34 ✧ fantasy genre ↳ most interesting world set-up

[aq2003]

it's really funny that everyone was going "thank god apollo isn't in hades 1 because achilles is our mentor and things could get awkward haha!" and then in hades 2 odysseus is, like, actively begging mel to not bring him up around poseidon

[astro-nomaly]

Something about an ancient relic so large it becomes a home. A whalefall, yes, but what about a sword so large it’s hilt becomes a vault. What about the hands of a giant becoming the supports of a bridge. A god’s ring becomes a colosseum. A rib cage sunken into sand becomes the path through the desert. All I can say is that The Owl House gets it. The body of a god becomes an island. People become microorganisms, feeding off of long-dead nutrients and cells. A skull becomes a temple. Do you understand

[fanfic-obsessed]

Pit Magic

This one…This one is going to start a little strange, and with a bit more world building than I let myself indulge in for my Tumblr ideas, but the set up is a bit necessary. As always there is no Canon to see here.

The first important note here is magic and how magic works. Magic here is both sentient and not. Magic does not necessarily have thoughts, but does have opinions about who and how it is used.  With Spells powerful enough to leave remnants behind, those remnants do not work well going against their original purpose or used by people whose intentions are too different from their first caster. All magic, after enough time, can be corrupted (made to work against its original purpose- so remnants of a spell made to kill used to heal would also be a corruption) but even corrupted magic is, for lack of a better term, protective of anyone or anything that matches the vibe of its pure form. 

This brings us to the Lazarus Pits. There is no recorded history of the Pits, with its mystical water that cures the sick and kills the healthy.  No one ever recorded its true origin. The truth is the original Lazarus Water was a non magical spring in a cave system in what is present day Turkey, a location that was long lost even before Ra’s Al Ghul began using the Pits.  This cave was the home to a small tribe in the middle of the last ice age. An illness struck this tribe, nearly wiping out the entire tribe in a matter of hours. All except the daughter of the tribe's leader, who had a natural magic. Though grieving, her main intention was to help, to save those she loved no matter the cost to herself. Her magic reacted creating a powerful spell to revive her tribe and kill the illness that afflicted them. She gladly gave her life so that they would live. 

The spell was so powerful it left long lasting remnants that sunk into spring water, turning the water of the spring into a healing elixir, the predecessor to the Lazarus Pits.  The spell also changed the tribe irrevocably, making them heartier, slower to age and more resistant to illness and infection; these resistances and the healing that came with them passed through the blood of the tribe, which then passed to most of humanity as the generations flew by.  Though no one had ever had cause to make the connection, the more of that lost tribe's blood that flows through a person's veins the better the Lazarus Pits work for them, the less the madness affects them.

By the time Ra’s Al Ghul took control of the Lazarus Pits, the original spring was lost to time and the remnants of the original spell were hopelessly corrupted.  

This brings us back to what this is setting up for.  Due to the nature of the League of Assassins, who their clients are, who their victims are, no one in living memory who had been exposed to Lazarus Water had come face to face with someone whose vibe matches the love and need to help of the original caster. This vibe check can only be done in person, not through surveillance equipment, or photos or reports. 

Until Jason Todd attacks Tim Drake at the Titans Tower.

Stubborn, self sacrificing, loving Tim Drake. Feral, protective, willing to do anything for his loved ones. And he loved so deeply, so desperately.

The exact match of a girl so long ago who poured everything she was into a spell to heal the people she loved. Who died gladly, with no regrets, creating a healing spell so powerful that it changed humanity itself.   

Jason Todd had broken into Titan’s tower, mind drenched green with Pit Madness, intending on hurting the little Replacement Robin. That is until he entered the room the Robin in question. The madness did not clear, instead it switched from Anger to ‘Mine! Protect!’.

The Pit Madness in Jason’s head screams that this is not a safe place for Tim (someone intending to hurt him had just broken in).  Running on adrenaline, madness, and an overwhelming protectiveness, Red Hood scoops up the little Robin and exits the tower stage left to get somewhere safe (depending on which is funnier, he either manages to escape with a struggling Robin over his shoulder-no knocking out Robin, that would be hurting him- , or said Robin figured out that Red Hood was Jason Todd and went quietly for ‘It’s Jason’ reasons).  Somehow Jason runs with his captured Robin straight back to the only safe place he can think of, Nanda Parbat. 

Later, after he is not running so fully on strange instincts, Jason would not be able to say how he got from San Francisco to the League of Assassins in the middle east, but somehow he did.  

While not every Assassin in the League has had a dip in the Lazarus Pits, most have and every single one of them, from Ra’s Al Ghul to Talia to Damian to the lowest Assassin who had been dipped in the Pits takes one look at Tim Drake and go ‘he is our precious cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure’.  It should also be noted that they do not want Tim to become an Assassin, not even Ra’s; this really is a ‘we must protect the innocent boy from all the evils of the world’ kind of situation (Which is hilarious given the age difference between Damian-who has declared himself Tim’s personal bodyguard- and Tim).

So now Tim Drake has been abducted by the League of Assassins and they all want to give him…hugs? Like Tim knows he’s a bit touch starved, ok, but he didn’t realize it was so bad that an actual villain organization would get concerned.  And there is talk about how he needs to be protected. Yeah, they are not letting him contact anyone or leave, but they are also not torturing him or trying to kill him. It is a little strange that he is getting more maternal affection from Talia Al Ghil than from his own mother, who he is not even sure knows he is missing yet.  AND Jason Todd is there, which means Jason is alive, so Tim is trying to get Jason to come home. Tim is also trying to figure out if this made his life weirder or not.

Back in Gotham, Batman is losing his whole mind. He has video from Titan’s Tower of The Red Hood abducting Robin, now one has heard from either since. It has been weeks.  In addition no one has reported Tim Drake missing. It has been weeks and there is no one outside their nightlife that would notice if Tim disappeared? Bruce has been trying to get in contact with Drakes for all of those weeks (in between his frantic searching for Tim himself). The messenger he sent to find them, one of the Justice League undercover, was told essentially not to bother them about Tim, just talk to him directly and refused to listen when being told he might be missing. 

Listen when Bruce gets Tim back from wherever he has been abducted to, he is going to be concerned about the implications of his parents actions. Right now he and Dick are scouring all of their contacts to find their missing Bird. Crime is at an all time low in Gotham, in spite of the Bats not patrolling. 

There was precisely one(1) Arkham breakout since Robin went missing. Instead of the normal round up, where the various Rogues all had time to get to their preferred battlegrounds before being gently (and until that breakout none of them would have ever considered that the Bats were actually being gentle with them) recaptured, with fights that served as enrichment in all of their enclosures the four rogues that escaped that night were all put down fast, and with broken bones to would put them out of commission for months, by an impatient Batman or Nightwing.  Neither have time for the normal crime fighting until they bring Robin home, they are on a Mission.   And everyone knows not to bother the Bats on a mission.

[rms-mauretanic]

"Wow, that's a really nice picture of the Empire State Build-"

[kaiserouo]

still punch

[haunthospitals]

i swear to god if i have to scroll through another 10 reader insert smut fics that are basically just a written script of a video you can find on the hub and not anything like the actual character before i can find actual content for a piece of media im just going to start eating rocks.

feel free to write whatever you want but holy shit is it annoying to have to scroll past 194141290489012 hentai manga caps with a colour gradient on them before i can find a single piece of fanart. followed by more porn. in the MAIN TAG OF A FANDOM

[ajaxbleachishere]

WHEN THERE'S TROUBLE U KNOW WHO TO CALLLLLL

Version without title and shot I took from show :DDDD

I love my dysfunctional superhero team-

[findmeinthefallair]

These are the completed/near-completed ones so far.

I counted (only the post-finale ones, excluding the pre-finale ones such as the wolf sanctuary scene and the nightmare scene that ties Hollow Mind to Labyrinth Runners) and I have 15 in progress, and ideas for at least another 15. And outside of the 36 mentioned, I have one for Huntlow so far and I doubt it'll be the only Huntlow screenshot I make

[elllteo]

Creators I love you but it's time to wake up

Among rumors about our tumblr user data being sold off to Midjourney/Generative AI, recent Extremely transphobic events (that have been ongoing) coming to a head, another extremely concerning internet censorship bill being pushed in upper levels of government, and a general air of frustration over how the site belongs to and is operated by perhaps the second stupidest CEO (second only to twitters own) of our age, I'm very done with the last few vestiges of what the old internet held for artists.

And if you're reading this, you probably are too.

I know we're tired. We are all tired. It is not always viable to pack up shop and move, again and again and again.

From tumblr to twitter to anywhere else we've ever grown up posting, things no longer work. Our audiences are kneecapped by aggressive and hostile algorithms, our reach is abysmal - if we aren't shadow-banned or silenced for one (transphobic) reason or another, we're thrust into an ever growing pit of hostility where the only thing that drives clicks is fighting and contention.

We're tired. We're so fucking tired. We aren't businesses, we aren't content mills, we cannot keep this pace that modern social media has set for us, to wring every ounce of creativity out of us to profit from and leave us rotting.

The key to staying afloat here, and I cannot stress this enough, is to stay connected to your peers.

Pack up and move as units if you must. Exodus from the sites that are killing us. Push your entire friend group of artists to move from one site to the next that promises you a kinder experience.

Art drives movements, it drives change, it is all that encompasses being human. If you take that away from the shitty places, they will be left with nothing but a cesspit of inhumanity and the people who follow you will be more incentivized than ever to move with you.

Yes, this is terrifying. There are no guarantees. There never was, and never are, and never will be.

But stay connected. Stay human.

Support each other and be willing to hold hands and jump when we all - as a group - need to jump from the flames we're all trying to convince ourselves wont kill us before rescue comes.

Rescue isn't coming, rescue will be found hand in hand with each other. I'm offering you my hand, please take it. There's always a new start, there are always helping hands reaching for you. You have to look up from the doom-scroll long enough to see and take them.