#monoton

[idonttalkwithpplhere]

Az ember szép lassan elfárad. Belefárad.

[stub-by]

Bin zurzeit irgendwie gefühlslos. Das Gefühl „Freude“ kommt nicht hoch. Es ist alles so monoton. Mir tut das selbst weh, wie ich bin. Wie ich teilweise zu anderen bin. Tut mir echt leid. Ich hab keine Kraft momentan. Wird schon wieder.

[alperen1emre]

Kaynar çay içerken ağzım yandı ama içmeye devam ettim bu şeye benziyor bazı insanların yaptıkları şeyler yüzünden canım yanmasına rağmen sırf seviyorum diye katlanmaya devam etmek

[thingsdavidlikes]

men in black.... (Kw 43_brenizer method) by Yve.Wa

[kleinesblumenmaedchen]

Vor meinem Haus graben sie eine alte Bombe aus. Halt echt direkt vor meinem Haus. Sie lag dort ganz friedlich, all die Jahrzehnte Hat geschlafen, Tag ein und Tag aus. Ich stand jeden Tag darüber und hab auf die Tram gewartet - War mir sicher in meinem Leben passiert noch weniger als gar nichts. Dachte, mein Leben ist monoton. Dabei war jeden Tag was los! Jeden Tag ging eine Bombe unter mir nicht hoch. Doch im Fernsehen, da haben sie gesagt: Es besteht keine akute Gefahr. Und alle könnten bald in ihr altes Leben zurück. Doch was ist, wenn ich das nicht will? Ich habe langsam das Gefühl ich wäre endlich motiviert... Mit einer Bombe unter mir.

[trevlad-sounds]

On this day in 2022. This mix happened.

Iguana Moonlight-VI

Bernard Fevre-impressionism

The Heartwood Institute-Striding Edge

Natureboy Flako-Crystals

Tom Elliot-Image Maker

Correlations-Recall

Craven Faults-Deipkier

Pye Corner Audio-Exhumed

Sam Prekop-The New Last

Basil Kirchin, John Coleman-Assignment K 3

Freedom Power-Metropolis Notte

Maston-Evening

Monoton, Konrad Becker-Ein Wort

Folclore Impressionista-The Illusion of Freedom

THE DANDELION SET & ALAN MOORE-Cosmic Variations

Domenique Dumont-Quasi Quasi

The Twelve Hour Foundation-Through Violet Perspex/5-6-7-Go!

The Heartwood Institute-Stock Ghyll Force

The Twelve Hour Foundation-Hundreds, Tens & Units

Keith Mansfield-Staying Power

Folclore Impressionista-Shadow and Dark

B. Kaufman-Jingle 1

Cate Brooks-Econoparc

The Twelve Hour Foundation-Elastic Limit

Mark Barrott-Baby Come Home

Correlations-Alonso

Mo Foster-Times Square

The Twelve Hour Foundation-Coquillages

Menahan Street Band-Midnight Morning

Listening Center-T-Group

Café Kaput-Cells In Action

A. Frydman & M. Cannone-Sylphides

Roger Roger-Sounds Industrial N°2

Jonathan Snipes-Flashing Lights in Unison

Correlations-Mount Hood

Jonathan Fitoussi / Clemens Hourrière-Vague

V. Geminiani-Ophis Le Serpentaire

Stellarays-Trish's Toy Rocket

The Heartwood Institute-Honister Pass/ The Druids Circle

[whyyareallnamestaken]

az ember egy idő után kiég, ha mindig ugyanazok a gondok támadnak a kapcsolatában, és az események monoton módon ismétlik egymást

[mysillycomics]

[buttererer]

Monoton - Dubwise (1980)

[ihatebrainstorm]

When everything around is dead or dying, then you know it's time for some jazz

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

katsuki is and forever will be a massive baby.

and it’s all your damn fault, so he says.

you hadn’t even said anything bad. all you'd said was that he looked even more handsome today then he usually did. and he'd looked at you like you grew an extra head, and now he's like this.

you don't even really know what did it, but then again it could've been anything with katsuki. too much eye contact, too long eye contact. your hands lingering a little too long on his face or your fingers rubbing at the crease of his eyebrows.

you don't know what it is but he won't remove his head from your neck now, grumbling about how stupid you are.

"katsukii.."

"shut up." he hisses through gritted teeth like he's angry, and he is. look at what you do to him ! it drives him crazy. you drive him crazy.

yet you giggle, rubbing softly at his hair and he shoves his head into you harder, the angle he's forcing your neck at is awkward but you don't mind, you'll let him have his little tantrum as you stroke his blonde messy tufts of hair tickling your chin.

"all i said was that-"

"i heard you. the first time. shut the fuck up." his grip on your hips tightens to the point you think he'll make indents in your skin. hands practically steaming and boiling hot to show you the embarrassment he refuses to let show on his face. your smirk grows wider, god you love messing with your boyfriend.

"i don't get why you're so angry, baby." you coo sweetly and he growls from the deepest part of his throat. he squeezes at your waist, clearly wanting you to just stop talking. but of course. you don't.

"it's cus you—you fuckin'—" he splutters and cuts himself off, not finding a proper way to convey how much you make his skin burn and prickle and itch. how you have his heart buzz and beat so loud against his ribcage he's sure you can hear it. and how much he fucking hates it. (he doesn't)

so he does the next best thing.

"ouch !"

he bites you. the asshole.

you're such an asshat !" you whine, pushing at his shoulders, and he grumbles when he pulls away. he lightly nuzzles against the mark he's left into your skin as a sort of apology, you don't deserve a kiss right now. (he'll give you one later) then he pulls away to look at you.

"s'your own fault," he huffs, cheeks less bright then they first were when you'd made the irreparable mistake of complimenting him (in his eyes, you regret nothing) but still with a nasty scowl on his face.

"ya keep sayin' dumb shit so now you deal with the consequences," he presses his nose against your pulse point as he huffs hard into your neck to annoy you and it works because you grumble, you feel him smirk proudly.

two could play that game.

"what dumb shit ? the fact that you're handso-" you cut yourself off with a giggled squeal as katsuki drops you backwards onto his bed with a snarl. you snort and giggle when he blows raspberries and softly bites into your neck, helplessly trying to push him away with your limp arms.

"you just can't help yourself, can ya.." he tuts, grabbing your arms and pushing them against his bed, barely suppressed smirk on his face as he sees your eyes prick with tears, leaning back in to blow into your neck "think you’re funny ? hah ?!"

he ignores your giggled plea's and bites at your fingers when he leans back enough for you to push at his face.

"yuck ! you're gross !" you wheeze, still giggling as you see the lopsided smile on his face. he huffs at the exertion of keeping you still, he really isn't trying hard to convince you he isn't handsome when he looked like that.

"yeah ? i'm gross, huh ? right back at you," he leans in close to you again, smirk still playing on his face "saying mushy shit like that."

"yeah well, i'll keep sayin' it !" you retort, sticking your tongue out at him. he rolls his eyes and drops onto you, causing you to grunt out an 'oof !' sound. he's stays quiet until he presses a soft kiss onto your skin, right where he'd bitten you. unbeknownst to you, his expression softens as he tries to repress a smile. he scoffs.

"you're so damn weird." he utters affectionately.

[rosieandthemoon]

cemetery beauty

[musicdiaries]

Betterov, Provinz - Mein Leben ist monoton

[azu-marill]

keith kogane the ultimate silly goober

[vazgeckendinden]

Monotonlaştım🤬

[thephilosopheroftheboudoir]

Monoton

Tanzen und Singen (Dancing and Singing)

from the lp Monotonprodukt 07