#mathbonus

[cyanidelover666]

yesterday i was writing down every artist i listen to in my notes app in a random order and now i want to sort them in chronological order and write down my fav songs &albums of them

this is bc whenever someone asks me what i listen to, i suddenly can’t remember anything, so i was thinking what if i make a list so then i wont have to try and explain anything cuz all this is so fcking random i cant even figure out my vibe myself

The Neighbourhood

Chris Isaak

Marika Hackman

Aphex Twin

MAREUX

Crystal Castles

PASTEL GHOST

Memo Boy

CRIM3S

plenka

SIDEWALKS AND SKELETONS

mathbonus

n u a g e s

I Monster

bonjr

Mr.Kitty

MGMT

Harmless

EYEDRESS

Tom Odell

Tom Rosenthal

ROAR

Dream, Ivory

C418

BADBADNOTGOOD

Duster

salvia palth

Alex G

Foo Fighters

Type O Negative

Bauhaus

плохо

молчат дома

Пошлая Молли

Odraz

Guerra Fría

Ivan Cornejo

yg h y p n o s.

joji

Виктор Цой

instupendo

MayRoosevelt

arbour

Brookside

VACATIONS

Alicks

Cigarettes After Sex

awfultune

SYML

Deftones

Mother Mother

Men I Trust

Nicole Dollanganger

Arctic Monkeys

Ry X

Peacock Affect

bon iver

Bernadette Carol

Current Joys

Yves Tumor

Haley Heyendrickx

Blue Foundation

alt-J

Черниковская хата

KA$TRO

Christian Death

Rammstein

Winter Aid

MoonDeity

Montell Fish

Yung Lean

AK4RI

Xasthur

I’m in a coffin

Где Фантом?

АДЛИН

ssshhhiiittt!

Gigi Masin

Guti

Беспокойник

almogfx

jéger

Vague003

leadwave

Øneheart

analog_mannequin

thenian

Thom Yorke

estrada

harris cole

Jaysen

Vida

Logan Belcher

TELEVISION BLONDE

ethan

emi priest

Odd Sweetheart

GEE TEE

oscar lang

pyro

EKKSTACY

hebona.

dandelion hands

PHANTOGRAM

ooes

мы

Vundabar

lunafreya

ghostangelo

(only after 6pm)

insomnia // Nine Paths

Haulm

lil peep

xxxtentacion

BOY FROOT

$uicideboy$

Mind’s Eye

Dexter Britain

JRS

OSIAS

Max Diaz

chiot

60juno

1782

Lebanon Hannover

Lana del Rey

Witching Hour

Depeche Mode

Your Funeral

vagabond893

Rew

Surf Curse

Grouper

The Mamas and The Papas

Wallows

Flora Cash

Cults

Emma Lu

girl in red

RENDEZ-VOUS

Maribou State

Bicep

Chakra Efendi

hisohkah

noire

flume

Mag.Lo

TV Girl

Princess Chelsea

Sitcom

Pixies

matt maltese

lord huron

Portugal. The Man

Sir Chloe

City Morgue

Gorillaz

Boodahki

Baby Bugs

Kina

Shiloh Dynasty

Karamel Kel

strawberry guy

WH0R3AGAMIZ

High Sunn

calamar

Sykes

bedroom

Toby Fox

pierce the veil

Nirvana

Hole

Marilyn Manson

Depeche Mode

Mac Demarco

twenty one pilots

Hozier

The Drums

Le Tigre

Mr Floyd Larry

K.Flay

IC3PEAK

Patrick Nitti

Patrick Watson

honorable mention: AURORA (bc not only do i love her music, but me and her literally have the same name hehe)

will probably update lol

#i have bpd #the nbhd #chris isaak #marika hackman #aphex twin #mareux #crystal castles #pastel ghost #memo boy #crim3s #plenka #sidewalks and skeletons #mathbonus #nuages #i monster #bonjr #mr. kitty #mgmt #harmless #eyedress #tom odell #tom rosenthal #roar #dream ivory #c418 #badbadnotgood #duster #salvia palth #alex g #foo fighters

[ambientworld]

#bandcamp #mathbonus #wave #ambient #atmospheres #2024 #pitch black #electronic #night music

[unspokenmantra]

#Mathbonus #5150 #mood #🖤

[tapi0cass]

daily doodle 2023: 055/365

★彡

reel here:

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CpHSZH9Oi9V/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

#music by #Mathbonus #there is light in us #dailydoodlechallenge #engvtuber #gervtuber #procreateart #raetedart #smallartist #vartist #vtuberart #digitalart #virtualart

[ferngutz]

#spotify #retrospective #2022 #play list #mathbonus

[bewby]

this is genuinely peak music to me nothing sexier than this

#when songs are making you MISERABLE and are DARK AND GLOOMY and FUCKED AND DEPRESSINF. #this reminds me of when i had an obsession with fog by mathbonus . it's a similar vibe except it's this one is MUCH better and crunchier #i had no business listening to that when i was 11 btw no wonder i have bpd .

[naivegh0ul]

More on the sleepy Ghost agenda except it's Dad!Ghost.

He's always dead tired when he comes home. His gear heavy on his back as he steps through the door of his flat. His mask comes off immediately as he tiptoes through the living room, trying his hardest not to wake Beth, as he can see her sleeping on the sofa with her stuffed bear tucked close to her chest.

Though, as hard as he might try to be quiet, he's a tired man, so he can't help when his feet drag along the hardwood, steel-toed boots knocking against the floor and waking up Beth.

"Daddy?" She mumbles, rubbing her eyes with her small hands as she blearily opens her eyes. "Yeah, 's me, pup." He says softly and makes his way over to the couch, leaning on it for support as he fights to keep his eyes open.

Beth scrambles off the sofa, scuttering over to Ghost as she wraps her arms around his waist, her cheek pressed into the hard fabric of his tactical vest.

"Hold on, sweetheart, let me take this off, alright?" Ghost tiredly unbuckles the straps on his vest and lets it drop to the floor with a thud, groaning as the weight is taken off his shoulders.

He flops down on the cushions of the couch with a hefty sigh and scoops Beth up, plopping her onto his lap and holding her close. "I missed you, you know that?" He mumbles into Beth's mousy brown hair as he holds her tightly, the feeling of her heartbeat against his chest after seeing so much death and violence for so long making him tear up.

"Daddy, you're squishing me!" Beth giggles and squirms on Ghost's lap, reaching for her teddy to give to Ghost. "I missed you too, Daddy. Why do you have to go away all the time?"

"I have to... save people. Make the world a better place for you." He answers, careful with what words he uses to describe his job. "So you're like a superhero?" Beth says, beaming with happiness at the thought of her father being a superhero.

"Well, I suppose you could say that." Ghost closes his eyes, leaning back into the soft cushions as he holds Beth close to him. "That's cool." Beth says with a yawn as she snuggles up against Ghost, pressing her face into his chest and holding her teddy tightly. "Sleepy." She mumbles.

"Yeah, me too." Ghost says quietly, cracking his eyes open to look down at Beth with a soft smile. He slowly strokes her hair, watching as her eyes slip close and she falls asleep, her mouth slightly open as she breathes.

Soon enough, Ghost falls asleep, too. Safe and home with his favourite girl.

#dad!ghost #no reader #parent au #ghost cod #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost fluff

[romantichomicide95]

I have a question regarding your self ship with levi or megumi, which songs are on your playlist that remind you of him and your relationships?

ahhh. i love this question :) thanks for asking! i am like always listening to music. also sorry ahead of time if this is long i ramble so badly 🙏🏽

to be honest with you for me it’s usually the melody/tune that always makes me think of a person. so for these songs there’s no rhyme or reason it just makes me feel my love for them somehow. sounds corny i know 😂.

levi :

snowfall and watching the stars- øneheart (sped up versions)

tek it-cafuné , this the only song the lyrics matter and it’s because this song to me has i love this person more than they love me vibes. and i love levi so much idk that it could be reciprocated the same way from him even if he loved me too. (that’s so depressing but 🤷🏽‍♀️)

roslyn- bon iver (slowed version)

the lost soul down- NBSPLV

scott street-phone bridges

always forever- cults

flawless- the neighborhood

duvet-boa

sps - hot mulligan

down bad- yot club

blondie- current joys

megumi :

duvet-boa (it reminds me of both of them)

mr loverman- rocky montgomery (blame the edits)

i was only temporary- .diedlonely

saturday- yot club

i’m so happy-EKKSTACY

there is a light in us- mathbonus

honey-vacations

no one else- indian lakes

remember when- the wallows

#levi ackerman #megumi fushiguro #answered #anon asks

[salviaishome]

я не знаю как врываться сюда после долго периода и че говорить, но в знак приветствия я в конце охуевший трек на зацен скину.

я в последнее время оч даже хорошо справляюсь с апатией, но сокращаю слова в предложениях даже ирл. мне говорят это беды с башкой, а я говорю «ИДИТЕ НАХУЙ!».

рисую бля уже месяц на холстах, на листах вырваных из скетчбука (зач он мне был нужен вообще непонятно, конечно).

почему-то из всех мои рисунков я не могу выделить один, они все описывают моё состояние в те или иные периоды (за месяц, кнш) да и ебал я рот выделять что-то одно, я все моменты безумно сильно ценю и уважаю своё время.

мне хочется творить, пишу много в последнее время, возвращаюсь к истокам, так сказать.

мне совестно, что я бежала так долго от себя, но прибежала-то в себя же.

прыгала выше головы, но прыгала-то на месте.

я. я. я.

всегда было много «я» в моей жизни и меня это всегда устраивало, а вот других раздражало.

я в моменте даже решила закрыться от людей, залечь на дно, быть тише воды и ниже травы, но это не мой лайфстайл.

говорят, что я интроверт, но не социопат. люблю общение, когда оно не в тягость. когда вы буквально сливаетесь в потоке мыслей друг с другом и этот неуловимый поток не заканчивается.

кажется, что это бессмысленный набор предложений, но это жизнь моя.

я не гонюсь за «услышана» и «понята», мне хорошо, когда есть я и платформы, где я могу хуйню постить.

спасибо и трек послушай.

#aesthetic #underground #русские посты #русский tumblr #русский автор #русский дневник #русский тамблер #copyrightcontent #spotify #soundcloud #Spotify

[morningwalksposts]

08.02.2024

thursday ~ 08.02.2024

ghost in the loop - murmures et lamentation

mathbonus - tundra

marconi union - departure

mathbonus - come near you dark

mathbonus - col blooded

#music playlist #foggy morning #foggy aesthetic

[mellodiies]

Q. 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 — 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬: A.    these are just random instrumentals. that remind me of mello, basically they're songs without any lyrics that have his vibe. ¹ there is light in us — mathbonus. / ² stratosphere — duster. / ³ this feeling — øneheart. / ⁴ blood &. innocence — yves tumor. / ⁵ five — alicks. /

#forces u to look #. [ ⚘️ ] 𝙼𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙾 . anger and fear still comfort the boy. ━━ 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙳𝚈.

[stardustinthesky]

there is light in us. babylon 5. delenn, john sheridan.  she wishes they were back on babylon 5, it wouldn’t be a problem then; they would retire to the privacy of his quarters and she would help him undress and he would sleep in his bed, his human bed, and she would lie down next to him, watch over him, just relieved to have him back, to see him alive. she would kiss his brow and tell him to sleep, just sleep, and he would, just that easy. - missing scene from 4x19, set before john takes command of the agamemnon.

muse-ic: there is light in us (slowed) by mathbonus

disclaimer: I own nothing, just playing with the characters for a little while. not beta’d, so all mistakes are mine.

read on AO3 or continue under the cut

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It is quite some time before he agrees to have someone look at him.

She listens to the physician list John’s injuries, not letting go of his hand the whole time; two ribs appear to have been broken and mended during his incarceration, dehydration, drugs still in his system, cuts and bruises. For such a fragile species, humans are particularly resilient.

He is no exception; wounds will heal, bones will repair themselves, not the way they were before but something sturdier, stronger. With time and care, his body will recover. She will have to learn the new scars, add them to the collection, memorize the new map of his skin. As much as she hates them right now, hates that his own people inflicted them upon him, she will learn to do with them because they’re a part of him now, and she loves him.

He doesn’t want to talk about what they have done to him beyond the physical, though.

They’re gotten reports of torture, both physical and psychological; though he appears to have been beaten up repeatedly during the last week, fortunately he’s gotten out of it in pretty much good shape given the circumstances. She fears about what he doesn’t tell her though, what it means; when he doesn’t want to talk about it, it only means one thing.

It was that bad.

One quick shower, and a light meal to settle his stomach, and he is ready to collapse. He doesn’t look happy upon seeing the slant, but he’d insisted on leaving medbay as soon as the examination was over. ‘Only the angles of the beds in medbay can be changed,’ she reminds him hesitantly.

‘Yeah, I know. Too many accidents trying the change the angle.’ They don’t talk about Susan, the only one on the ship to have this luxury. Probably the reason why he fled medbay as quickly as possible.

He grimaces when he tries to settle on it, on his back, arms straight. He closes his eyes and breathes deeply through his nose, tries to relax; his legs give out immediately and he starts sliding down.

‘Goddammit!’

She grabs his hand, helps him up. ‘I know, I’m sorry.’

He sighs, squeezes her hand. ‘I’m sorry. I’m just—I’m tired.’

She wishes they were back on Babylon 5, it wouldn’t be a problem then; they would retire to the privacy of his quarters and she would help him undress and he would sleep in his bed, his human bed, and she would lie down next to him, watch over him, just relieved to have him back, to see him alive. She would kiss his brow and tell him to sleep, just sleep, and he would, just that easy.

It’s not that easy.

Were he in better condition, she would tell him to move over so that she could curl up next to him, help him find the best way to be comfortable. But he’s not, his ribs still hurting and adrenaline running low now. He’s cranky and snappy, if only he could get a good night’s sleep, put his mind at rest for a few hours at least.

She kisses his hand instead and he stills, looks at her in a way that unsettles her. What have they done to you back there?

‘You should sleep, John—’

‘I saw you when I was there, you know,’ he says, his gaze unflinching, the corners of his mouth going up in the tiniest of smiles. ‘I saw you.’

She wants to tell him that it wasn’t her, couldn’t be but doesn’t. But then maybe he did see her, the same way she woke with a start, calling his name; she just knew. They are no telepaths, both of them, but the connection runs deep, something she doesn’t really have words to explain, whether it’s in her language or his. Love through the vastness of space; physics don’t apply to it, it just is.

But right now she just needs him to sleep, to rest for a while.

‘Please, John,’ she tries again. The hardness in his eyes softens a little; he’s done, seen and undergone too many things now for it to ever go away, but she gets to see a little bit of the innocence he had when they first met, before all of this.

‘I’m so tired.’

She smoothes the hair away from his forehead. ‘I know. I’m here. Go to sleep.’

Na’chas du’vena.

The sound of gentle rain and he blinks, hard. His next breath is shaky as he suddenly focuses on the ceiling. He doesn’t shout or trash the place in anger but he does cry, silently, tears running down his cheeks like rain would run down on crystal buildings in Tuzanor, the City of Sorrows; a cleansing of the mind if not the healing of it.

She doesn’t tell him it will be okay, at least not in English, but she does tell him in Adronato because he’s told her once it sounded gentle and he hasn’t had time to learn it yet. Told him back then he should start with Feek but he’d insisted on learning her dialect, because it was hers.

They never had time. They never do.

A’fel E’, she whispers, her lips brushing his forehead. It’s not the first time she tells him, but it’s the first time she tells him in her own language. She tells him about how she’s loved him from the very moment she laid her eyes on him, has never once stopped loving him and how she will continue to love him even when he is gone. A’fel E’, ah’mala. De’Sher.

She kisses him gently. He doesn’t respond, but it’s okay.

He sleeps, finally.

—end

#babylon 5 #john x delenn #delenn #john sheridan #m: babylon 5 #mine: fanfic #otp: we are star stuff #sfw #in case anyone's wondering

[artbypasse]

the first fog of the night

#nightphotography #into the night #foggy #dark #moodyphotography #moody #SoundCloud

[azathura]

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱.🪴🍃⛈

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#peace #rainyweather #Spotify

[meatriarchived]

for in those last moments, when the remains of air in my lungs flutters out like little moths.

s.potify - maria's playlists : radio tunes. sunshine incarnate. teeth sink into flesh. grief & guilt. blood runs hot.

#Spotify #[ mf ] ── * 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘. { maria. }

[mucktracher]

I skipped school yesterday.catch the track, friends ☕



#lol #tumblrpost #photoblog #photography #art #hangout #Spotify