#copyright?

[transparentcupcaketimetravel]

I forgot to post this here, does anyone know if Tumblr deletes copyrighted posts? Or mute them? Because I have the full song too, please let me know.

[anony-mouse-writer]

Meet the most hilarious potshot DC ever took at Marvel: The Maximums. 

Introduced in Superman and Batman (2003) With a Vengence. These guys play a bit rougher than their Marvel counterparts (killing super powered threats or out of vengeance is not off the table for them), but they're still pretty recognizable to anyone who's seen or watched a Marvel product in the last few decades. 

 - Soldier: no nonsense leader. cap wannabe 

- Robot: tech master for obvious reasons. Also the team's voice of reason. So maybe not an exact Stark replica... 

 - Hornet and Skyscraper: at least their relationship seems healthier than Jan and Hank's until Skyscraper is offed like 5 panels in. (oh, spoilers btw)

- Betty: a small girl that turns into a giant blue behemoth that 'boops' people (at least until she's possessed by Kryptonite Man (the ghost of Major Force) and turns green. (This is a weird comic) 

- Viking: son of the frost- sorry, ice giants (Irony.) Has an elemental throwing weapon and a magical sister 

 - Bowman: a snarky archer in life, but by the time we meet him, he just hangs around and smokes a cigar as a bitter and sarcastic ghost, supposedly because he was killed by an old teammate (Turns out he's not really a ghost, but that’s complicated) 

 - Bug: red and blue, has four arms and and a spoopy villain toss his girlfriend off a bridge (look, I know it was a trap, but at least Spidey tried to save his gf....) 

- and Wolfen: animalistic fighter with rage issues, bestial instincts, a healing factor

Looong story short, the Maximums were created and manipulated by MXY in order to retrieve a part of his reality altering, 5th dimensional power back from the Joker. (It was a really weird comic) 

The whole thing ends with a Superman/Batman composite fighting a Maximum fusion (really, really weird) and Bizzaro beating joker.

When all is revealed to Supes and Bats, MXY explains how each of the Maximums are merely copies of the two heroes, borrowing different elements of their abilities, powers, and myths to shape a team of heroes. 

I can practically hear the writer's laughter still. Oh, and did I mention their battle cry? MAXIMUMS MARCH!

[emilystitches]

I will explain myself no further

[magical-composers-andstuff-blog]

i wonder why the MUSIK Vol 2 don't have Schubert songs...

[minervadeutonomy]

will I get like, nuked from orbit if I use the majors mask soundfont on a project? Like, literally 1 note of a sound player way lower than it normally does.

[your-local-gummyworm]

yall i was scrolling through the app store looking for something to play bc im bored

guys? what does this remind you of?

and not to mention that it's *talkie*

god, i hate them. their ads suck and they make me want to rip my eyes out

[writwrote]

‘in time’ a poem about a lyricless beat

[this is a poem I wrote whilst listening to J’san’s ‘in time’, it really inspired me. I hope you can listen to the song and resonate with my words]

A soft red flow emitted in my dark room,

The figure of my being comfortably residing in my bed.

 Eyes trailed and stuck to the stars dotting the early morning sky.

The soft sound of the piano suddenly encompassing the background of my thoughts.

 My eyes were hypnotised by the beauteous scenes of each star gently glowing in the sky,

Like God’s personal treasure chest.

 My mind was overtaken by bar chimes shimmering in time with the sky diamonds.

Inhaling from a joint lazily hung between my fingers, the smoke slunk into my lungs,

And ascended my mind out of my body.

An exposed soul shimmering into the astral plain guided by those sweet chimes.

 Soft saxophone hummed and lightly groaned in my eardrums.

Turning my attention away from my intoxicated mind and instead to

Melody.  Sweet and calming.

He gently embraced poesy whilst dancing in the ballroom of my mind.

The two swayed and span through the crevices of my psyche occasionally stopping to glance

Nosily at the memories and the other figures that clamoured to be heard in my peaceful state.

 August wind tentatively flew in my open window dispersing remaining smoke

Gently holding my head and kissing my face: forehead, cheeks, nose, lips.

Her cold touch kept my mind alert yet content against her odd frosty embrace.

The high of my mind making each of my sense strikingly sharper beneath her fingers.

 By now the saxophone had more confidence in its performance,

A strong rich melody ebbed and flowed from the white plastic in my ears

to the inner corners of my mind,

Attempting to grasp my focus despite my drowsy nonchalant state.

 And it faded into nothing.

The music had stopped.

The lights in the ballroom dimmed and guests dispersed.

Darkness sucked the rest of the light that remained.

 Two figures remained in the shadows,

Glowing eyes glued to my form.

Reminding me of their presence and what they can do to me.

Depression. Anxiety.

They want me to remember how easily they can break me

Even in my happiest moments.

 I don’t know if Melody will reunite with poesy,

Or if poesy will make another visit to my mind.

 But looking up at the night sky and

Seeing the twinkling stars eased my quiet mind,

For now, the glow of the stars echoed sweet Melody.

 Mils JKM