#MM is so big

[dikobuan]

Au crossover of two different versions of Music Meister along with their partners!! What chaos will ensue… (Late post but…)

[nanenna]

This Blind Panic Could've Been a Q&A Session

Sleepy King masterpost

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Clark was disappointed, to say the least, that they were giving up on Danny so quickly. Whether the Ghost King was Pariah Dark or Phantom didn’t change much, the poor boy had still been stolen from his bed in the middle of the night and had an unknowably powerful being stuffed into him. It was a comfort, small as it was, to know that Phantom likely would be just as horrified at the situation as the rest of them and likely would do his best to save Danny. But that’s all it was: a hollow comfort.

Still, the decision had been made and it wasn’t as though there was much Clark could do in this situation. It’s not as if he knew much about magic, even if he did decide to spirit Danny away there wasn’t anything he could do to actually help the boy.

So back to the town that was magically hidden from everyone it was.

He tried not to sigh as he led their strange little procession through empty hallways towards the zeta tubes. Well, mostly led, Constantine and Raven had enough of a lead on them that Danny didn’t seem to smell their demon blood. It was them both stopping short and spinning around that alerted Clark to something happening, barely having time to halt himself before something simply appeared out of nowhere near them and flew at Danny.

“Ow!”

Clark looked down to see Danny picking up some kind of… was that a boomerang?

“Guess Jazz got imp-... uh… what?” He looked around at them, fully awake and clearly confused.

“Well, it’s a good thing we were just taking you home then, right?” Clark asked with a nervous chuckle.

Danny looked at the group of heroes around him, then down at the strangely glowing boomerang. Clark reached forward, ready to get back to guiding Danny towards his home.

Danny ran.

Clark reached for the boy, but he seemed to slip right through his fingers and then right through a wall.

“Shit,” Constantine said loudly as he hustled up to the startled group. “Congrats, the Ghost King is awake and loose on yer fancy space station.”

Diana frowned and Clark frowned along with her, they’d both heard him talking about his sister before fully realizing where he was and who he was with.

“Look, there’s still a chance we can take care of things peacefully if we can find the little bugger and get him back to his egg before the council of mother hens shows up. And trust me, no one wants a bunch of angry gods looking for their missing godling.”

“I recommend asking J’onn for assistance,” Bruce suggested.

Clark nodded along, he seemed like their best option.

Everyone’s comms pinged, “Unidentified vessel approaching the Watchtower.”

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Danny stopped when he felt like he’d put some space between himself and flipping SUPERMAN! He took a moment to try to get his heaving breaths back under control as he looked around the room he’d ended up in. It was pitch black, no lights on, no windows, the door shut tight. It didn’t mean much, what with Danny’s ghost eyes. A gentle green glow reflected in the cramped space of what seemed to be some kind of storage. Okay, time to take stock.

Danny looked down to find himself still in the clothes he’d gone to bed in: an old, stained T-short and the ragged Marian Manhunter pajama pants someone had given him for his 12th birthday that he’s technically since outgrown but keeps wearing because do you know how hard it is to find Martian Manhunter merch?! So that means Superman and everyone else in the Justice League saw him wandering around in a stained T-shirt and pants so short they were half way up his shins. Great. He also had a couple new additions: namely a pair of plain white house shoes and some kind of… blanket?

Danny held up the dark cloth he’d grabbed on instinct when it started to slip from his shoulders during his blind panic. It was… well it was dark. And strangely heavy. He tucked the booo-merang into his waistband so he could use both hands to spread out the blanket(?) and get a better look at it. It was kind of shaped like a half circle, but with these spiky edges on the round part? And it had a kind of dip? In the center? And… latches? What?

Danny flipped the blanket? Shawl? Poncho? Whatever it was so it sat over his shoulders like he’d been wearing it earlier. It settled comfortably, hanging down around him and pooling on the floor by his feet. Heh, with how well it sat and how dark it was he kind of felt like a vampire. Danny grabbed an edge and held it up, “I vant to dwink yur blüd!”

Holy shit, this is Batman’s cape!

Danny threw the cape on the ground and tried not to panic. He was pretty sure the guy in all black with the little devil horns standing near Superman had been Batman, and he definitely didn’t have a cape. There had also been others, like Wonder Woman and Captain Marvel and some lady dressed up to do magic tricks at Vegas or something.

Danny kicked aside the cape and started pacing furiously in the small space. “Okay, focus. What do I remember?” What did he remember? It was all kind of blurry, he’d been half asleep and not really paying much attention. He’d been lost? But Dad and Pandora were there? Trying to find a way home? Except he hadn’t seen either of them after he got smacked by the booo-merang. And it was pretty clear he was somewhere with the Justice League and they’d said they were taking him home. That was a good thing, right? He was starting to feel kind of silly for panicking and running away.

But then why had he been hit with the booo-merang? That meant his family was looking for him, so did they not know where he was? And the way it’d hit him it had to have come through a portal, which means they’d thrown it in the Infinite Realms, which means they really, really didn’t know where he was and were trusting it to lead them to a portal. So they didn’t know the Justice League had Danny? Did… did Danny get kidnapped by the Justice League?

Danny wasn’t sure how to feel about that. Well, first things first was to get home and find out what he’d missed. If the Justice League came after him again at least he’d be awake and have his family backing him up. Now, he just needed to know where he was. Considering how canned the air smelled he was probably underground, so up it was. He was about to start flying and phasing through floors when he was hit upside the head by an incredibly loud sound, like being attacked by static that stabbed straight into his brain.

Danny collapsed to the floor, clutching his head in agony.

[harryzroze]

Corrupted Macaque based off @/Crooked_Bullet ‘s design on X!!

It’s inspired by Void Fiends in RoR2 >:)

Extra doodles + their character sheet under the cut!

I loved their design,,,a lot

[baskeigh-ball]

analog horror be hittin kinda different amirite

also, me posting some vague backstory lore reveal? it’s more likely than you’d think

[colorpuzzled]

does anyone fw him . the ringer

[monsterboyblood]

She isn’t going to be a huge part of this au but I adore her and I’m insanely proud of this redesign.

I’m gonna make a proper lore post soon cause I had like a HUGE influx of ideas and did kind of an overhaul of the backstory to make it fit a little better with the kind of story I wanna write, until then I’m gonna keep posting little design snippets and concepts, I really appreciate that people have been interested in this au even thought it’s kinda taking me a while to make proper content for it. It’ll still probably be a while before the proper comic is something I can consistently work on but I’ve got some other things planned in the meantime :)

[bloody-soda]

[kara-zor-els]

I need Cassandra Cain fans who enjoy the current BoP run/Barda's and Cass's dynamic to read Big Barda comics if they haven't already. She's an amazing character on her own right too. Some recs:

Mister Miracle (1971) by Jack Kirby. Issues #1-#18 are the original run by Kirby. It's where Barda was introduced and developed as a character.

Barda by Ngozi Ukazu. Graphic Novel that came out this year about Barda's backstory in Apokolips. Not technically canon (since it's a graphic novel) but follows the canon events. Highly recommended, especially if you want something more recent.

Bonus:

Birds of Prey (1999) #100-#109. Barda's original time with the BoP. Putting it here since I have yet to read it, but it seems like it would be interesting for context purposes.

Mister Miracle (1989). I have also not read this yet but I've seen people recommend it before so I thought I'd mention it.

Mister Miracle (2019). This is the Tom King run. Upfront you have to know that it's essentially an elseworlds and that it butchers the character of Orion and Lightray, which is why most New Gods fans hate this run (even though I personally enjoyed it given the context of it not being canon). That being said I do think that it's an enjoyable book from a Scott and Barda prespective, and since that list is about her I thought I might as well include it. Also the art is great. Please look at the triggers thought.

[hooked-on-elvis]

Those are absolutely two of my favorite pictures of Elvis. Of course I like the details and all the info I can get on the pictures. One thing I have to say is that in that moment Elvis was in his 7th season at the International Hotel in Las Vegas (August 4th - September 4th 1972), and it was the first time he brought Linda Thompson to accompany him during the concerts (prior to that she had only accompanied Elvis during rehearsals in July). You can imagine how jealous I am of her because, well, just look at Elvis! 🫠🥲 Anyway, here's a little story about the fans with Elvis in those pictures:

Las Vegas, NV. Monday, August 28, 1972. Elvis with two Italian fans. The woman is Nicla Crippa and the man was the President of the Italian fan club, his name is Livio Monari. Livio Monari started the Italian FC in 1962. Together with Nicla Crippa, a personal friend and member of his Fan Club, they met Elvis just after the Midnight show on 26th August 1972. Photos taken that day didn't come out, so they asked to see Elvis again... to have new ones taken on the 28th August (2nd meeting) which are the ones shown above. They had just attended the Dinner & Midnight shows on the 28th Aug: when a waiter approached them - that Elvis was waiting for them.

Nicla said the following about the meeting:

1972 was a special year for me, I picked up all my saving of a year and together with Livio Monari at that time president of the E.P.F.C. of Italy, I flew to Las Vegas in August to see Elvis performing. When we arrived we were so excited that we started immediately to ask anybody of Elvis entourage if we could meet Elvis, crook Col. Parker was at a gambling table with his cigar and he said very rude "NO, you cannot met Elvis", then Joe Esposito who said No too, and when I told him "Hey Joe you are Italian like us" he answered "I'm not Italian, I was born in Chicago" very rude too... until I saw the name of Emilio Muscelli on an office door, I knocked and entered and I said with all my 18 years old enthusiasm (in fact I was not yet 18, I would have turned 18 on December 30) "Hi Emilio, we are Italians and we are here to see Elvis concerts and meet him"... well he took it good to his heart and from that point on he treated me like his daughter - he was 50 years old. We saw 14 concerts in 7 days and we met Elvis TWICE, the first time on August 26 but the pictures Joe Esposito took with Livio's camera did not come out as Livio due the emotion charged an already used film in the camera... the second time on August 28, this time we called a professional photographer to take the 2 pictures to be sure. When I saw Elvis the first time coming out of his dressing room I ran towards him and I almost jumped on him, I hugged and kissed him and he returned the hugs and kisses to me and he asked me "Hey baby how old are you" I answered "18" and he said "And you came all the way from Italy just to see me?" "Yes Elvis" and he "Oh baby..." and he hugged me again very tight. We stayed with him for 15 minutes, we gave him a trophy we brought from Italy unfortunately we have no picture of Elvis with our trophy but I saw it at Graceland Trophy Room in 1987. He wrote a dedication to me, and one to Livio, on 2 LPs we brought with us, he gave us a yellow scarf each, but especially I held his right hand in my hands for a long time, and he did not withdraw it, on the contrary he caressed my hands. He was such a gentle, sweet and tender person, he made us feel at ease and he slowed down speaking English as at that time I could not speak English well. We asked "when will you come to Europe?" he said looking at Joe "I definitely wanna go, after a project I have for January 1973 (Aloha from Hawaii) I'll ask Parker to organize a tour to Europe". The night after Emilio gave us seats in the first row, Elvis saw me from stage and he stooped down and he put a red scarf around my neck... and on August 28 we met him again same place backstage and he said "Hey you are still here, good", he had such a sense of humour. Those 2 meetings with Elvis still are the best moments of my life!

Credits: elvis-collectors.com

[babacontainsmultitudes]

Ough guys I'm hopping on the train in less than 2 days to move to a new city this is sooo fucked up what do you meannnn

[gr8ntaire]

do u think when Marc meets little kids (all decked out in gear to support him 🥺) he thinks of his little kid self and how much love and devotion HE had. Turns the whole thing into something just as lovely and pure as he possibly can because he recognises how important stuff like that is. waaah.

[howtodisappearcompletelyand]

20/10 stars little guy

[moonstonecanyon]

(10/26/2024.)

Why's this boy so GEEN

[koodless]

Fire and Elec headcanons saved because I think about them a lot. Some sweet stuff, some sad stuff. Also, I yap a LOT in this so I'm sorry if stuff doesn't make sense or repeats itself:

When they were first built/waking up, of course, Light tested each one to ensure they functioned well before the big reveal.

I'd like to imagine Fire is right there next to Elec waiting for him to wake up. It might be that he senses Elec is sleeping (gathering code and waiting til it's done to wake up for testing) and keeps to the side and stays by his side when he first wakes up. It's kind of like making sure that he's alright and not alone (personally I imagine both robots had to wake up separated, Fire and Bombs, since they’re explosive together, and Fire not understanding anything when he wakes up alone and stuck in a chamber with powers that can heat things instantly.) (Elec is also last in the line next to Fire and Bomb and idk i just think Fire suddenly is drawn in his programming to make sure Elec is ok once he sees him a month later)

Not wanting a friend to wake up alone like he did

Poor Light has to reassure Fire that Elec is in fact ok. It's like he saw Elec tubed up and thought “What happened? Does this robot require medical attention?”

I imagine Elec can't touch water, other than cold surfaces or some small precipitation. If he touches water then it can shock him or the surrounding area. That's why when he cries, it's hard for him to wipe it away. He shocked himself before and left a few tear marks behind. Also, he's supposed to be the confident and cool role, why would he cry or have the ability to cry? He thinks to himself. Fire meanwhile reaches over and wipes the tears away, and it feels like a warm mist over his face. Elecs face is super red afterward.

I mentioned in another post that Robot Masters can have dreams and thus bad dreams based on the memories they have saved or experienced (memories saved in RMs can appear in dreams depending on what they are, like deja vu or stress/ terror they experienced).

Fire Man can't sleep well if he has a bad dream, particularly one that he is under control and stressed to attack others. Elec stays with him all night, talking about the better memories he has saved or telling him he’s not that kind of robot at all.

Elec has bad dreams too, as part of being their group's team leader, he has ones where the others are in danger. A really bad nightmare was when he found Fire badly injured, so badly broken, he could feel his core weakening. On another side headcanon, Elec can hear and oftentimes gets overwhelmed by the influx of electricity around him. From power generators to other Robot Masters. He could feel Fire dying at that moment and he woke up freaked out that Fire still isn’t able to keep power; he was that scared.

They have both asked each other to stay the night after those moments just so they don’t wake up alone again.

Afterward, they get comfortable being in each other's space, whether it's how close they are or just talking about whatever/ working through their emotions

On their friend meetings (dates) after work, I imagine them getting different types of human foods to consume other than their traditional foods. They’ll pick up some food they’re curious about to try as they sit on the empty rooftops to watch the stars. Do silly food reviews of “I heard about these sour worms you might like them…” or “wanna try a REALLY spicy pizza?”

Elec came home late in the rain once, trying to make it in time for Rock’s birthday party. He had come home tracking in mud, something Roll did not like. After that whole bit, Fire just said, “Come on Elec, I’ll warm you up” and showed him how to square dance, going slow and dancing around the room.

“Red, I don’t know how to dance, I'm not a dancer!” “Well, call me a teacher cuz I'm teachin’ you!”

Elec saved those moments, of them laughing when they stomped on each other's foot or bumped into something. He comes back acting coy, saying with a small smirk “Listen Red, I think I might’ve forgotten a step in that little dance you showed me earlier. Can you show me again, how did it go?”

NICKNAMES– Elec called Fire, Red (because he’s always as red as a tomato) and Fire calls Elec, Eleki, or darlin’

One of Elec’s favorite things about Fire: is his dimples, freckles, and face. He doesn't get to see them as much! He also likes the sound of Fire’s core, the way it doesn’t sound overcharged but a calm, humming furnace.

Fire’s favorite thing about Elec: he can't choose. It would be one thing, but then it ties into another, and soon enough, he just thinks about revisiting Elec at work.

He will hold the other’s face and watch Elec’s cheeks flush because his hands are constantly warm.

Fire’s love language to me is mostly physical touch/ affection, so he can pass out hugs, and pat/ scratch your back. Elec, when he's comfortable, won't stop talking and will talk for hours about a niche topic and gets to be goofy.

Elec, since he is working himself overtime constantly, tends to fall asleep in random places or doze off. He argues with Fire that he’s fine until he falls asleep because he’s in the comfort of others.

A big BIG believer in the “person a fell in love, person b fell harder” trope between them (and between other robots)

They haven’t had a first kiss really 🫣just moments where they snuggle and Fire dabbles kisses on Elec’s face or Elec smooches Fire’s hand. If they were to ever have their first kiss, Elec would do it first. Fire to me is like the encouraging, loving type, does the little things just to encourage or to make the other comfortable. Elec meanwhile has cuteness aggression and even if he has to have the courage to face dangers, why does he still feel butterflies and gets nervous when Fire smiles at him?

He’d be like “Oh I forgot to do something,” “Forgot to do what?” then give Fire a smooch and watch as Fire explodes before his eyes like a supernova.

Elec got sick with a virus over winter (much to his dismay, a robot suffering a cold!) and Fire brought soup (with the twins' help) and cuddled up next to him. Elec jokingly said “You know humans stay away from each other if they get sick. Aren't you scared I'll get you sick with my germs?” “No, I want to be with you either way, so I don't mind if you get me sick.”

Fire indubitably got sick afterward

Fire always makes sure Elec doesn’t overwork himself when they go their separate way for their job sites.

Occasional accident of elec zapping fires hand or fire forgetting he’s cooking elec as he places his head under his chin, but such mistakes they’ll laugh and try again

The others can automatically see how much they like each other before they do.

[slingbats]

bloody mess

[limielle]

A memory found whilst following the trail of former Inquisitor Astra Lavellan.

(memory series, part 1)