#max eisenhardt imagine

[girlkisser13]

being married to erik lehnsherr would include

• erik is EXTREMELY protective of you. he uses his powers subtly to ensure your safety, like redirecting bullets or stopping potential threats without you even noticing.

• when you’re driving he will use his powers to move a car over if he thinks that they’re drifting into your lane.

• as his partner, you have a significant role in his plans and strategies. your insights and ideas are crucial, and he trusts you implicitly with major decisions.

• balancing erik’s often ruthless methods with your own moral compass can be challenging. you constantly strive to find a middle ground, helping him see different perspectives while understanding his deep-rooted convictions.

• erik loves to shares his vast experiences from different historical events, giving you a unique perspective on history and the evolution of mutant-human relations.

• being with erik means constantly learning and evolving. he encourages you to hone your skills, whether they’re related to your powers (if you have any) or other talents.

• despite his tough exterior, erik shows his softer side only to you. his love for you is profound and unwavering, and he cherishes every moment spent with you.

• you both enjoy challenging each other intellectually. debates are a common occurrence, and they often end in mutual respect and deeper understanding of each other's viewpoints.

• erik shows his love in small, meaningful ways, like always having your favorite tea ready or ensuring you have a warm blanket when you’re cold, using his powers to fetch things without you asking.

• you both share a strong commitment to the mutant cause. whether it’s through activism, helping mutants in need, or fighting against oppression, your relationship is a powerful force for change.

• despite the constant battles and responsibilities, erik always makes time for private getaways with you. these retreats are a chance to relax, reconnect, and enjoy each other’s company away from the chaos.

• HIM LETTING YOU WEAR HIS HELMET>>>

• the two of you often host gatherings for the mutant community, providing a space for mutants to connect, share their stories, and support each other. these events are filled with a sense of unity and purpose.

• trust is the cornerstone of your relationship. despite the challenges and dangers, you both have unwavering loyalty to each other, knowing that your bond is unbreakable.

• erik respects your independence and ensures that responsibilities are shared equally. whether it’s managing your home or leading missions, you both contribute and support each other’s strengths.

• if you have children, erik is a fiercely protective and loving parent. he’s dedicated to teaching them about their heritage, powers, and the importance of fighting for their rights.

• GIRL DAD MAGNETO>>>

• i mean come on, it’s basically canon that this man is a girl dad. look at the way he treats wanda and lorna compared to pietro.

• he occasionally shows off his abilities in small, romantic gestures, like creating intricate metal sculptures for you and arranging a metal flower bouquet that never wilts.

• your house is adorned with thousands of metal flowers he's crafted for you.

• he's also made countless pieces of jewelry for you as well.

• he made your wedding ring himself. <33

[magneticallyyours]

The way I'd let him snap me in half like a kitkat is diabolical 😇😇

[ast-art]

Dysfunctional Family of All Time

[magnetic-regent-magneto]

-- Visualisations of Magneto's Powers. ||

Ferromagnetic storms

Plasma

Lightning

Northern Lights

Sprite Lightning

[iroukem]

Charles has been working for at least a decade to accomplish two of Erik's main goals: a place where mutants can be safe and live in peace and the assurance that it will never come to nuclear war.

And Magneto still left him

[xxplastic-cubexx]

you should post screenshots of all the marvel rivals magneto lore for those of us who don’t have the game 👀

"Max Eisenhardt was born with a near-limitless Mutant ability to manipulate magnetic fields. Suffering a lifetime of brutal persecution, Magneto made it his mission to ensure the survival of Mutantkind, no matter the cost. His unyielding crusade often puts him at odds with other Mutants who seek more peaceful ways to coexist with humanity. Magneto led the campaign to gather the planet's Mutant population and transport them decades into the future to a safe haven on the sentient island Krakoa, protecting his brethren from the growing dangers of the wider world."

magneto lore description + his signature :) i'll come back to reblog and add to this post as the rest of the stories are unlocked!

full Trial of Magneto story below the cut screenshotted AND typed up by Yours Truly

As he gazed off into the distance towards the line where the ocean met the sky, Magneto's cape fluttered gently in the calm breeze that was drifting across the coast of the sentient island nation of Krakoa. His was a life far longer than most people ever had the chance to live, and this was one of the few moments of true peace that he could recall. But he knew from experience it would not last for long. It never did.

"Something on your mind, old man?" a familiar voice asked from above, breaking the silence. As Magneto glanced up, there, hovering on the wind like a majestic goddess, was Ororo Munroe -- the Mutant weather manipulator known as Storm.

"Funny, isn't it," mused Magneto, "that we fought all those years for a better future for Mutantkind... and now we have finally found it, further in the future than any of us ever imagined."

Not so long ago, the sovereign nation of Krakoa had been swept up in a chronal storm -- a time-twisting anomaly that would have ripped the island to bits if not for Ororo's deft manipulation of its tumultuous currents. Instead of becoming lost in the timestream forever, Krakoa arrived safely on the other side of the tempest in the year 2099. The future that Mutantkind had always dreamed of was finally theirs to claim. And Magneto was never one to let such an auspicious opportunity pass him by.

"It matters not what century we are in," Storm said. "What matters is that our people have a home here on Krakoa, thanks to you, Erik..."

Magneto cringed as his old friend called him by his human name. True, he had gone by many of them over the decades -- Max Eisenhardt, Erik Lehnsherr, Magnus -- but they were monikers he had merely tolerated in order to better fit into a world where Homo Sapiens still believed themselves in control. Here, in this new era, he could choose a name that spoke to who he truly was. Magneto -- the Mutant Master of Magnetism.

"I may be leading the cause to find our fellow Mutants and bring them to this safe harbor, my dear," said Magneto, "but the success of this crusade cannot be attributed to one Mutant alone."

"You're damn right it can't, bub," a grizzled voice snarled from the edge of the jungle that bordered Krakoa's shore.

Magneto and Storm both turned to see a familiar figure walking out of a newly-blossomed Krakoan gate. The short, hairy figure looked as though he had just been to hell and back. And knowing Wolverine, that could very literally be the case. Alongside Wolverine stood a young Mutant, just old enough for her powers to begin manifesting.

"Found the kid who got sucked through that dimensional rift," Wolverine continued. "She's lucky I went in there after her. Limbo is no place for a new Mutant."

"I couldn't disagree more," another voice said, this one with a hint of a Russian accent. "This New Mutant has managed just fine there."

"Illyana? Can it truly be?!" Storm rushed over to the young woman who had just stepped through the gateway, instantly wrapping her in an embrace. For years, Illyana Rasputin, the Mutant teleporter known as Magik, had been like a daughter to Storm. Before she was claimed by the darkness of Limbo... Before...

"Nice to see you too, Windrider," said Magik with an uncomfortable smirk. "It's been... longer than I care to remember."

Magneto stepped towards the new arrival, not embracing her, but examining her closely instead. There was something strange about her. It was clear that she had walked a far different path than the Illyana Rasputin of his world. This child had been hardened by the horrors of war, something to which Magneto himself could closely relate.

"You are not the child we once knew," Magneto said. "But you are welcome here on Krakoa. All Mutants are, regardless from where or when they hail."

"How about people who grew up thinking they were Mutants, only to h ave their entire world turned upside down when they learned the truth years later...?"

Magneto audibly gasped as the question was asked by another woman who had just arrived through the Krakoan gateway. His gaze instantly shifted over to her as she walked forward. Her every step stirred ripples across his memory, for he had been there when she had taken her very first ones so many years ago.

"Wanda..."

"Hello, father," the Scarlet Witch said as she approached Magneto with a calm confidence that few had ever shown in his presence. She reached up and began to slowly remove Magneto's helmet, an action that would almost certainly be met with instant retaliation should anyone else attempt it. But Magneto stood as silent as solid steel, simply basking in the magic of his long lost daughter's company. His stoic expression softened as Wanda leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"How... How can you be here?" Magneto managed to say. He could bend Adamantium into any shape with his Mutant power, but these simple words were somehow nearly impossible to form.

"It took a bit of work," Wanda mused. "I'm not technically a Mutant like you, after all, which means Krakoa wouldn't normally let me through its gates. But a touch of chaos magic did the trick."

"What I meant to say is..."

"Oh..." Wanda's playful tone vanished faster than a stage magician's pet rabbit. "Your Wanda... She's gone, isn't she? I'm sorry... This must be difficult..."

"Quite the opposite," Magneto said, regaining his composure. "To see your face again, to hear your voice, to know that -- somewhere in this fast Multiverse a version of you has thrive -- is perhaps the least difficult thing I could ever conceive. It is all that any father ever wants."

"I wouldn't say I've been thriving, exactly," Wanda admitted. "I've been holding my own universe together by its threads for far too long. I truly believed that I was its only hope to survive."

"Like father, like daughter," chuckled Wolverine.

"But I've started to see the bigger picture," Wanda continued. "We're all fighting our own wars. The only chance we have of winning them and keeping ll of our universes intact is if we start fighting together."

"Speakin' of fightin', I'm late for a date with Natasha," Wolverine said. "We've got ourselves a tin-plated dictator that needs overthrowin'."

Magneto almost chastised Wolverine for entrenching himself in the petty squabbles between the humans of this era, but he paused for a moment and considered his daughter's words. Perhaps she was right. Perhaps his own war to preserve Mutantkind was just one battle of many, all of them equally important.

"Since Krakoa arrived in this future, my allegiance has been to Mutantkind alone," said Magneto. "I felt it best to isolate our people in order to protect them. But your words inspire me, my dear. It is clear that no Mutant is an island."

"Except Krakoa, da?" Magik chimed in playfully.

"In order to commit to such an alliance, however, it must be a mutually beneficial one," Magneto continued. "There are still Mutants out there, lost across space and time, who require out assistance in order to lead them home."

"That sounds like the perfect task for a Sorceress Supreme," Wanda said. "But I'll require your help. As fond as I am of your classic look, I think we're in need of use a helmet that's a bit more functional."

"Of course," Magneto said, raising his hand into the air. Within moments, tiny scraps of metal buried beneath the sand of Krakoa's beaches converged and reshaped themselves in a complex yet familiar device once worn by Charles Xavier himself -- Cerebro.

"If I recall, old school Cerebro was capable of tracking down Mutants anywhere in the world," said Wanda. "But a few arcane enhancements should expand the helmet's search area to include adjacent dimensions as well. Like you said, all Mutants are welcome here, regardless from where or when they hail."

"Well?" said Magik, her eyes burning with anticipation. "Try it on already, old man!"

The moment Magneto put on the helmet, he saw flashes of powerful Mutants scattered across the Multiverse. A telepathic ninja trapped in a strange world of unholy amusements. A king of the seas preparing to strike at the unsuspecting surface world. A powerful cosmic presence determined to burn the darkness out of the night sky. And thousands more, each yearning to defy fate and to find their place in an ever-shifting cavalcade of timelines and realities.

"There is much work to be done," Magneto said. "Far more than I expected. When do we begin?"

"No time better than the present..." said Magik. "Or the future, I guess. Wherever we are."

"You have given Mutants a gift this day, Wanda," Magneto said proudly. "Your efforts will not be forgotten."

"I'm going to hold you to that," Wanda replied. "And when the time comes, the army that you're about to gather may very well be the one that tips the balance in our favor."

"Then let this be a call to all Mutants across time and space," Magneto continued. "The gates of Krakoa are open to them. In the words of a dear old friend..."

"...to me, my X-Men."

[keepsmagnetoaway]

X-Men: Magneto Testament 3 (January 2009)

Greg Pak/Carmine Di Giandomenico

Testament's historical narrative takes us now to occupied Poland: first the Ghetto, and then deportation to the death camps.

The Eisenhardts briefly manage to escape being rounded up for deportation, and go on the run, and the comic teases you with the possibility of becoming some kind of adventure story, but barely a page later they are betrayed, caught and executed: all of them except for Max. This all closely follows the established canon of Magneto's backstory that we haven't yet read - it's soon to appear in Uncanny - but it massively de-emphasises any kind of agency or heroism. The comic here - as on one or two other occasions - does suggest, gently, indirectly, that Max has used his latent powers unconsciously.

But only barely, and not very meaningfully: his family are all still killed, he is flung in the pit with them.

He climbs out and tries to flee and is again caught a few days later, and at the end of this issue he arrives at Auschwitz. The relentlessness of this issue is remarkable: the horrible historical finality of the story and the way it keeps refusing to be what you imagine it might be, keeps refusing any kind of adventure or heroism, are really impressive (and disturbing).

[racefortheironthrone]

I have come to realize, I don't quite understand what a back-up story is? Like, do some comic issues just sometimes have too much space for the main story so they include another, smaller comic at the back?

No, it's usually the reverse: the creators have a story they like, but that's too short to make up a full comic, so they attach it as a bonus feature after the A-story.

To me, the acme of how to do backup stories are Chris Claremont's Classic X-Men. In an era before trade paperback and omnibus collections were common, in an era before there were digital comics libraries where you could access the entire back catalogue of entire companies on demand, Classic X-Men reprinted everything from the Roy Thomas/Neal Adams Silver Age through to the big hits of the first hundred or so issues of the Claremont run with edited captions and dialogue and interstitial panels and pages of new art.

However, Chris Claremont wasn't satisfied with tinkering around the edges, so the first 44 issues of Classic X-Men included backup stories by him and Ann Nocenti. These short (usually ~8 page) stories included a lot of "deleted scenes" - so you get to see how things that are alluded to but not shown in the main narrative, like the beginning of Logan and Jean's attraction in the immediate wake of Giant-Size #1, or Emma Frost's Hellfire Club scheming against Jason Wyngarde or Selene during the Dark Phoenix Saga, or Jean Grey wrestling with what it means to be the Phoenix with the help of Storm and Misty Knight, or why Nightcrawler stopped using his image inducer and came out of the closet as a mutant, etc. These scenes "danced between the raindrops" of canon, where they added richness and flavor to the main story without being essential reading.

But more and more, Claremont and Nocenti used these backup stories to fill out backstories through "period pieces." It is in these stories that we see Max Eisenhardt escape Auschwitz and tragically lose his daughter Anya, or go from being a Nazi hunter in South America to a mutant separatist terrorist when he learns the truth about Operation Paperclip. It is in these stories that we see Jean Grey's psychic powers awaken when she experiences the tragic death of her childhood friend Annie Richardson from inside Annie's mind, and how that shaped her understanding of life and death and what it means to be a mutant.

I would argue that these stories are essential reading, because they're often where Claremont (and Nocenti) found the emotional core of his characters, the motivational drives that make them who they are.

Alternatively, backup stories are where creators could take advantage of free "real estate" in anthology books, team-up books, and annuals to tell more fantastical and imaginative B-stories that wouldn't have fit within an overarching narrative. So we get weird stuff like Margali Szardos casting her adopted son Kurt Wagner into the literal Inferno of Dante Alighieri, or straight-edge Harlan County miner's son Sam Guthrie romantically abducted by an intergalactic cat burglar who also happens to be a cockney Joan Jett, and so on.

And that's what I like about backup stories - they're like miniature paintings, where the artists get to stretch their creative muscles free of the burden and pressure of the magnum opus.

[jewish-sideblog]

And just to make it very clear that this must be intentional, I’m putting a collection of all the Jewish comics characters and their fates below the cut:

Abraham Erskine (Played by a goy, Jewish identity omitted)

Bobby Drake (Played by a goy, Jewish identity omitted)

Max Eisenhardt [Originals] (Played by a goy)

Max Eisenhardt [Prequels] Played by a goy)

Ben Grimm [FF ‘05/‘07] (Played by a goy, Jewish identity omitted)

Ben Grimm [FF ‘15] (Played by a goy, Jewish identity omitted)

David Haller (Played by a goy, Jewish identity omitted)

Billy Kaplan (Played by a goy, Jewish identity omitted so far)

Pietro Maximoff [MCU] (Jewish identity actively erased)

Pietro Maximoff [X-Men] (Played by a goy, Jewish identity omitted)

Wanda Maximoff (Played by a goy, Jewish identity actively erased)

Kate Pryde (Played by a goy, Jewish identity omitted)

Mark Spector (Played by a Christian who is unconnected to his limited Jewish ancestry, Jewish identity diminished)

I imagine I’m missing something, given how many characters are depicted across so many different film franchises. And given that Shira Haas plays Sabra in CA:BNW, and Ebon Moss-Bachrach will play Ben Grimm in the new Fantastic Four, there is a chance that we’ll get a single genuinely Jewish character soon. But this should still be an alarming trend over the course of the last two decades.

So Marvel is genuinely allergic to casting Jewish actors in Jewish roles huh?

[marvelstars]

X-men Blue #20

Writer: Cullen Bunn

Art by Silva

A lot to unpack here but I mostly enjoyed:

- Magnus relationship to the O5

- The fact they were worried about Wanda, Pietro and the rest of the brotherhood being dead, because they were killed by Xavier Jr Brotherhood

- Magneto casually asking about this brotherhood that killed them, then going to his time travel machine to find them and hunt them down

- Both because they were a danger to the O5 because they wanted to kill them to take their place in the past and to avenge his brotherhood.

- This happens after Axis so here he was bassically avenging the children that were no longer his but he still saw them that way and while it happened on an AU he could not ignore it.

[girlkisser13]

erik lehnsherr masterlist

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imagines

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[magneticallyyours]

DAAARLING

Guess who's back from JAAAAIL

-Charles shaking in the corner-

[tepkunset]

Remember that time Magneto came to the X-Men with his helmet off, completely vulnerable, and wanted to pledge himself to their attempt at building a mutant nation, something he has long advocated for, and when Xavier attacked him Scott told Xaiver to fuck off?

(Uncanny X-Men #516)

[movedto-jewishbucke]

friendly reminder that a character is Jewish as long as either a) they have at least one Jewish parent or b) they converted to a recognized Jewish branch. that applies to real fucking people too and also if you’re not Jewish, be quiet about who is/isn’t Jewish.

[paragonrobits]

“Is this the right thing to do?” is something asked to him.

It is not often something spoken in the public spaces of the groups he has run with. For he has worn many names, guises and identities in the course of his battles. He was Erik Lensherr. He has been Magnus, he was Max Eisenhardt a very long time ago, and the name Magneto rings truest. Yet it is not the whole of him; it is his battle-face, the one the world knows him as.

(And this is the key, to all of it. That the world thinks of Magneto, as a terror and doom upon it, or as a hero willing to do whatever it takes to keep his people alive against the certainty of humanity’s cruelty. And yet, it is an image. A carefully crafted one, and perhaps most honest to who and what he is, but it is still an image.)

Magneto’s followers are true believers. Those who stand with him, or those willing to perform any cruelty, do any despicable deed as long as they could imagine that their crimes would be the stepping stones to a day when such things would no longer be necessary (for, in his youth, Magneto once courted those who were willing to do such things, and those who wanted that just for the sake of their own terrible lusts or just because they liked hurting people, but he has since seen that it does him little good to be among such people). They are loyal; not perhaps to him, but to their cause. They are honest, and sincere, and there is little room for lies or illusions in these spaces.

But it is also not excellent room for forethought, or doubt. So they do not ask these things in public. And he dislikes that this is a problem; this is not a cult. This is not an online space, where merely saying things is the same things as doing actual work, and the illusion of virtue is seen as the same thing as willingness to do what had to be done.

But still; any sane mind has room for doubt, and it must be addressed.

He cannot, will not admit that he has his own doubts.

He does not speak of them. Magneto cannot be seen to doubt, or hesitate for even a moment.

He does not turn his head. The movement behind him, the whispers on the wind, might just be his imagination. They might be the dead left in his wake, the people he tells himself had to die, and had to be tortured and brutalized as a warning or to one end and another. The families he leaves broken; the people left behind.

Some part of him, molded into this shape by the horrors he has seen and the things he knows will come again (for humanity does not change, and he has seen enough of history to know the same stupid, hateful patterns will repeat over and over until something makes it stop) shares a though that he knows his followers would not dare imagine him thinking.

They cannot know that, even if for a moment at a time, he wonders if the death he leaves behind him is worth it.

No sane mind can kill, for decades or even just years and months, and not be scarred by it. Ruined by it, in some way. Indeed; he MUST force himself to ache from it. The pain must never leave him.

He has seen, over the decades, what happens when people allow themselves to be comforted too much by a sense of righteousness. So he forces himself to feel it.

The pain in his wake weighs heavily on him.

It has to be worth it, he thinks. It MUST be worth it.

He’s building a better world, he tells himself.

He has no choice, he tells himself.

Even so. He clenches his hand tight.

He cannot forget what he has done.

He thinks that, with the things he has done, even if the safer world he dreams of comes about in his lifetime, he will not see it.

No. Not after what he does, what he must do, to achieve that world.

[wyslyyzr]

red dead verse :) 

erik is born in dusseldorf, germany, under the name max eisenhardt, to edie and jakob eisenhardt. they are a family of poor jews, and fled to america around 1850 (give or take) to escape economic hardship and riots in germany. they settled in new york. in real life history, this era, from about 1820 to 1920, was a massive flux of jewish migration from europe to the us, so this fits easily and well.

an important note: in every universe, erik is a mutant, as this is an aspect of his person i absolutely cannot erase. its integral to his person, as important as him being jewish, and it feels.. borderline offensive, tbqh, to remove that for the sake of the universe. considering there is enough weirdness in the rockstar collective and rdr universe--i.e. time travel, vampires, ufo, etc, even if its meant to serve only as easter eggs, i think y’all can give erik a pass. 

to create some sense of reflection in this verse, erik’s mother and father are killed when erik is about 15 in a shoot out in which they were bystanders. ruth and erik--then max--survive.

erik works various jobs as he grows up,  desperately trying to earn enough money to keep himself and ruth afloat, but eventually becomes frustrated with the civil and class injustices he witnesses around him. after his wife magda and daughter anya die over a work dispute, this fuels him into the age of outlaws into becoming one--especially once he discovers that no bullet can touch him. 

changing his public identity from max eisenhardt to erik lehnsherr in order to erase his past and protect himself, erik acquires a variety of nicknames from other gunslingers, but those that stick out the most prominently are “erik the red”, and just “red”. 

his gang is colloquially known as the ‘magnus’ gang. he is, basically the kind of freedom fighter that dutch imagines himself as, except he actually sticks to it and his values.