#josh garrels

[gay-doodlebug-with-adhd916]

hey fellow neurodivergent Christians! if you like stimming while you worship, I highly recommend the song Pilot Me by Josh Garrels!! it has wonderful vibes :)

[tildeathiwillwrite]

What song makes you feel better? (for the get to know you asks)

(in reference to this ask game)

Honestly any song that will take my mind off of whatever it is that's making me feel shitty fits the bill. Usually songs that I associate with my OCs like Hopeless Wanderer by Mumford & Sons. I'm also partial to White Owl by Josh Garrels, mostly because I have this very vivid AMV that plays in my head whenever I listen to it, one that I have neither the time nor the skills to exist anywhere besides the inside of my head.

[poptartportfolio]

"Life is strange. I bumped into this girl on the way to the store, guess she was having a day cuz she just looked at me. Almost like she was trying to parse if i was real or something... well, she just muttered 'sorry' and scampered off after that. Wonder who she was..."

[011590]

Perfect Love

[femslashfanvids]

Xena: Warrior Princess

Song: Josh Garrels - Ulysses Pairing: Xena x Gabrielle Vidder: chakramwarrior Vidder Notes: N/A

Xena & Gabrielle - Sailing Home to You 

[wisdomfish]

As the inhabitants of a little, narrow street in Paris looked out at their doors one morning, they were astonished to see a young woman pacing backward and forward on the top of a six-story house. Their astonishment was changed into alarm when it was discovered that she was unconscious of her peril, and was walking in her sleep! The young creature seemed to be dreaming of an approaching gala day, and was humming a lively air. Again and again she drew near to the very verge of the parapet, and again and again crossed over to the other side of the roof, always smiling, and unconscious of danger. Suddenly her eye was attracted by a light in the house opposite. She awoke instantly; there was a piercing cry, a heavy fall, and all was over. Alas! that this sad incident should have a counterpart in things spiritual still more appalling. The despisers of God’s mercy, who are now dreaming away the brief remaining portion of their existence, will be aroused suddenly from their guilty slumber by the light which bursts in upon them from the other world, but only to discover the fearful precipice on which they have so long been standing, and when escape from ruin will be impossible. ~ J.N. Norton

[dijidweeeb]

Motivational Music in the Morning ... #JoshGarrels, #BornAgain ... #Home [Official Music Video] (2015) #MMitM1

[madrone33]

Thanks for the song recc!

On the floor

[ioannemos]

Album: Love and War and the Sea In Between

Opinion on cover design: it's... fine

Favourite song: i did not expect "spoken word and a little of hip hop meddled with alternative rock" from josh garrels and it's usually not my cup of tea. but. the resistance is bomb

Least favourite song: the whole album's pretty neat, tbh

Underrated track: i wouldn't know

Overrated track: i wouldn't know

Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

[kgdanny02]

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[mozart-the-meerkitten]

Been in the mood for angst, so here's a scene from The SOS Chronicles. Takes place pre-story, might come up sometime as a flashback or something. Features one of my main characters, Silvie and her mother.

Deliver Us

            Sasha took several deep breaths, trying to focus.

            The Enforcers were coming.

            They were not coming for her.

            They were coming for her daughter.

            “Silvie, come here, please.”

            Tiny claws pattered on the floor as Silvie appeared, her little furry brown head tilted to one side, her scaly tail swishing behind her.

            Sasha knelt down in front of her. “Silvie, bad people are coming. They are called the Enforcers. They want to take you away from me. You have to run.”

            Silvie blinked at her. “Hide?”             Sasha nodded. “Run first, then hide.”             Silvie took her hand and tugged on her. “Come.”

            Sasha’s heart twisted. “I can’t. I have to stay here.” I have to buy you time to get away.

            Silvie frowned and tugged on her more insistently. “Come.”

            Sasha shook her head. “You run. You hide. I-” she swallowed hard. “If I can, I’ll come find you, later.”

            Silvie’s frown deepened. “Scared?”

            Sasha reached up a hand and squeezed her daughter’s shoulder. “Yes. Mama is scared. And mama needs Silvie to run.”

            She had known, of course, that this day would come eventually. Silvie wasn’t like her. Sasha had learned early that she needed to hide who she was, to hide that she wasn’t under control like everyone else. Making different noises, dancing in the streets, singing and laughing loudly and screaming when she was angry and scared were all things she would be targeted for. She could not be different, so she wasn’t. She molded herself into the perfect Aguithan; obedient, quiet, never questioning orders, never questioning why she had to hide.  

            And then one night she’d been caught in the streets by an Enforcer, only being obedient, only coming home from work a little late…

            And she had been good. She hadn’t fought back, she let him have his way with her.

            She’d been told not to have the child that came from that. To get rid of it before it was born because all it would be was trouble.

            That had been the first time she had fought back since she was a kitten.

            She had kept her child and Silvie was born, small and precious and helpless and perfect.

            And like Sasha, but more. Silvie was louder and more excitable, hard to control, unable to pretend she could be controlled. And at five years old she was happy and full of life and Sasha was grateful every day that she had kept her little one.

            She had hid Silvie’s nonconformities for as long as she could, learning how to help her daughter stay calm and listen and understand.

            But it couldn’t last and she had always known that. And she had made peace with it.

            And if it kept her daughter safe, she would die.

            “No scared, mama,” said Silvie, patting her mother’s face.             Sasha smiled as a tear slipped from her eye. “No scared,” she wrapped her arms around Silvie and squeezed her tightly. Silvie let out a happy little purr.

            “Be brave, Silvie,” she whispered, stroking her kitten’s fur, wrapping her tail tight around them both, just for a moment. “Be brave.”

            “Brave,” Silvie repeated, purring louder.

            Sasha purred back, breathing in her baby’s scent, running her fingers over her daughter’s soft fur. “I love you. More than anything. I love you, Silvie.”

            Silvie’s purring reached a crescendo and she nuzzled Sasha happily.

            Her heart broke, and with a shuddering gasp, she pulled back. The Enforcers would be there any moment, she didn’t have time-

            She reached over and grabbed a little backpack that she had sewn and long kept ready for this day. “Wear this. It has food and water in it,” she said, looping it over her daughter’s back and shoulders.

            Silvie’s ears twitched and her nose scrunched for a moment, then her expression settled as the weight pressed against her back. She had always liked weighted things.

            Sasha pressed their foreheads together. “Run, Silvie. Run, then hide. Run outside the city. Hide there. Stay away from the Enforcers. They are big and mean, with black and red belts. They will hurt you if they find you.”

            “Hurt you?”

            Sasha’s breath hitched and she squeezed her eyes shut. “Don’t worry about mama. Run, Silvie, just run.”

            “You come?”

            Sasha opened her eyes and met her daughter’s bright, yellow-golden gaze. “I promise I will do everything I can to follow you, Silvie. Now run, please, run.”

            Silvie hesitated, then lunged forward and hugged her, tightly. Sasha choked out a sob and hugged her back.

            “Brave, mama,” said Silvie.             “Yes. Be brave my little one,” she pressed a kiss to her daughter’s mop of brown hair. “Now go, run.”

            Silvie pulled back and drew herself up, tiny, fluffy hands curling around the strap of her backpack across her chest, her iridescent tail twitching behind her. “Runhide. Run. Brave, mama.”

            “Brave, Silvie,” Sasha whispered, pulling a smile onto her face.

            Silvie nodded, then turned and dashed to the window. She gave Sasha an excited look. “Window?”

            Sasha’s smile turned real as tears dripped down the fur of her face. Silvie had always wanted to climb out the window for some reason, and often tried. “Yes. Window.”

            Silvie’s eyes lit up. “Window!” she pushed it open and scrambled out. “Bye, mama. Silvie brave!”

            Sasha pressed a hand to her mouth to stifle her sobs. “Silvie brave,” she whispered.

            Then, she took a breath and stood. She pulled on the mask she’d worn since kittenhood, hiding who she was, her emotions and fears. She would be a model citizen, obedient and quiet.

            (She would give Silvie a chance to escape.)

            Not five minutes later as she stood at the sink cleaning dishes, the Enforcers knocked on her door.

            “We’re here for the kitten,” they said.             “What kitten?” she smiled demurely, even as they pushed her away and searched the house.

            Of course they found Silvie’s things, there had been no time or point in hiding them. The Enforcers could smell her anyway. But Silvie was gone, long gone into the city and the night and the myriad of smells there. Her trail would be all but impossible to find. She would be safe.

            “Where are you hiding her?” they demanded, claws glinting in the dim light of her apartment.             “I’m not hiding anyone,” she said, truthfully.

            Their leader, a great brute with white fur and one patch of black on his scarred head, pulled out his gun and pointed it at her head. “Where is the kitten?”

            He was going to kill her, so Sasha smiled and bared her teeth, letting her mask drop. There was no point in hiding anymore. “Right here. I’ve always been right here, hiding under your noses,” she clenched her hands into fists and lunged forward, pushing her face towards his. “You think you can control us but you can’t. For every one you kill or take captive there is one like me who is hiding, ready to rise up and fight back,” her smile turned into a snarl. “You will never see us coming, not until it’s too late.”

            He snarled back. “Ignorant fool. Your rebellion will fall before it ever begins. Any schemes you’ve put in motion are futile,” he pressed the gun to her forehead. “And you will die here tonight.”

            She laughed, her eyes cold as ice. “But my daughter won’t,” she sneered. “You failed. You will always fail.”

            He pulled the trigger. She closed her eyes as the blast traveled through her and smiled as she thought of Silvie in the window.

Be brave, my kitten.

[angstyavocado]

*spam incoming, tag #wordartnotebook*

This is probably my most long term project ever. I started this notebook of word art in the spring of 2018, and I filled the last couple of pages tonight (July 30, 2023), so it's been five years in the making.

It's not the most original of works (tracings, borrowed ideas, literally all someone else's quotes and lyrics), but it feels really personal as these are all from things that are or were important to me. Some of them are decoratively arranged, and some of them I just got down onto the page.

I'm really happy to have intentionally completed this project and for all the ways it has helped me process and to enjoy art for art's sake in the last half decade.

(yes,I'm going to attempt to rapid fire post every page so I have it digitally all in one spot)

[sojo-gatoru]

got tagged by @monimolimnion thehe thank you pal 💕

shuffle your on repeat playlist and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people

I will not apologize for my music taste bc it's banger lmao Also.......yes Herald of Darkness has been playing in my head forever I don't even go there but there is just something about the song that makes it fun to do chores lol

Never Have I Found - Josh Garrels

Wealth & Hellness - Human Zoo, Will Wood

Herald of Darkness - Old Gods of Asgard

fuck you i'm going underground - Grand Commander

I Am an Animal Cannibal - Mysteron

Last Surprise - Lyn

Yes, to Err is Human, So Don't Be One - Will Wood

INFATUATION - I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

I'M STARTING A CULT - Fuller

i think i wanna be alone - mazie

dunno if I wanna tag 10 people but here ya go friends if you wanna feel tagged <3 @bored-cat-child @claraschaos @spots-of-gold @lenithepanda @brothersskeleton @charmspoint @trash-gargoyle

[please-dont-pet-the-okapi]

Are songs disappearing off of anyone else’s 2022 Spotify Wrapped playlists, or is that just me?