#ulysses by josh garrels

[thepartyponies]

i typed out a whole thing but it's too personal so i don't think i'll post it

anyway now i'm listening to bittersweet music and crying, how is your day going?

#ulysses by josh garrels

[hycinthrt]

oop having immigrant blues time to go listen to ulysses by josh garrels and project on odysseus of ithaca

#he is just like me #just wanna go home sometimes yknow #tagamemnon #the odyssey #odysseus #nothing to see here #ulysses

[apomekhanes]

❤︎ countdown to lsmyfg's return: FIC PLAYLIST! ❤︎

[Link to playlist]

tracklist: intro by the xx / overture iii/awake by sleeping at last / charlie boy by the lumineers / like the dawn by the oh hellos / head to my heart by elenowen / will you still love me tomorrow by sweet talk radio / mystery of love my sufjan stevens / let's be still by the head and the heart / our song by the xx / if i couldn't have you by sweet talk radio / no choir by florence + the machine / the best part by gungor / i'm here by sweet talk radio / wanna be yours by the tide rose / simple by the moth & the flame / the wolves and the ravens by rogue valley / cold is the night by the oh hellos / unchained melody by lykke li / ulysses by josh garrels / dotted lines by sweet talk radio

annotated notes to come soon :)

#abner krill #polka-dot man #abner krill x reader #my fic #the suicide squad #polkadot man

[subjectsix]

I'm feeling an Emotion rn and its whatever this is

(ulysses by josh garrels || liberty by switchfoot || exeunt by the oh hellos || in memoriam by the oh hellos || bread & wine by josh garrels)

#liberty that makes me swell with genuine joy anytime I hear it #anyway #this is about escaping the 'sirens' and the deep love and joy of friends and the growing process that is always occuring #and my God and Father too but its applicable in many ways #queue with me if you wanna live #this has been in my drafts for months #I shall free it now

[dimsilver]

11, 44, and 88?

Ulysses by Josh Garrels

I’ll Get By by Avi Kaplan

Let the Ground Rest by Chris Renzema

#spotify wrapped #asks

[mreme23]

#Spotify

[pizzagranni]

Songs to remember:

- “scream!” - Judah + The Lion

- “Dark Blue” - Jack’s Mannequin

- “Lost Man Running” - Eliot Root

- “Ulysses” - Josh Garrels

- “Living Proof” - Gregory Alan Isakov

[wen-kexing-apologist]

Ulysses by Josh Garrels is a perfect JonMartin song you cannot change my mind

#jonmartin #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #the Magnus archives #tma #mag #ceasless watcher

[kendall-coded]

13, 27, 43, 89

oh gosh. no one look at me ok.

13. moon song - phoebe bridgers

27. ulysses - josh garrels

43. scott street - phoebe bridgers

89. right where you left me - taylor swift

((spotify asks))

#reece rambles #asks #spotify scalped me this year

[my-robot-heart]

Just rewatching the Marvin Gerard episode and thinking about how Red said that Lizzie is his North Star guiding him home. And how he related the story of Odysseus spending ten years at sea in battle, but his greatest battle was finding his way home. Anyway, the songs 'Ulysses' by Josh Garrels, 'Guiding Light' and 'Picture You' by Mumford & Sons came to mind. It makes me frustrated how the whole Lizzie being Polaris guiding Red home was like flushed down the drain and sort of never continued or mentioned again.

Hi Anon who just watched my fave episode! Lol thank you for these recs, I'll have to watch again and consider them during the episode.

In Ulysses, this rings sadly even more true with recent events

I'm sailing home to you, I won't be long

By the light of moon, I will press on

So tie me to the mast of this old ship and point me home

Before I lose the one I love, before my chance is gone

I wanna hold her in my arms

I do really like Mumford, and Guiding Light has this gem

Cause even when there is no star in sight

You'll always be my only guiding light

And in Picture You

And in you I have no doubt

When the chaos calls me out

And it feels like there is nothing I could do

I picture you

I too was frustrated at how that beautiful scene melted away never to be referenced again. Recently here on tumblr I actually read about how there was a big kerfuffle when that episode aired because the "I see my way home" lines were stolen from another show? (I want to say The Wonder Years but I honestly can't remember). Anyway so possibly due to that embarrassment the writers decided not to callback to that particular scene in case people git upset? I'm not sure. You could probably Google for more in depth info or maybe someone else here remembers? Sorry I don't know the full deets, I really only saw it in passing and remember my disappointment.

But on a brighter note let me see if I can find a fave gif from that episode to cheer us up...

Ah here it is. Red coming out with a pink to-go box of pie (two slices, you remember) as they make their getaway lol.

Thanks for sending these songs!

#ask #anon #marvin gerard #lizzington #song recs

[tryalittlejoytomorrow]

when itunes plays a song that is both a song AND a fic inspiration and the feels come back right at you with no warning

#Angèle babbles #oh if it isn't josh garrels' ulysses playing with my heart tonight #still my best bellarke fic born from this gem

[name-and-pronoun-validation]

Hello, I’ve already asked one before, so I’m sorry I’m asking again.

I’m trying out the names Mike, Synth, and Ulysses, and I wanna try out the pronouns he/him, ey/em, and it/its.

I like Miitopia and the band Gorillaz.

Thanks a ton :)

Hi Mike! Don’t worry, it’s okay to submit multiple asks. As long as you’re not spamming me with like 10 in a row, you’re all good lol.

Mike is trying out a few different names and pronouns, so I hope my answer can help him out a bit. I think the names he is thinking about are cool. Mike likes Miitopia, which looks like a really cool game. I would love to play with em some time! I wonder what eir favorite thing to do in Miitopia is. I haven’t played before, so ey would have to show me the ropes. But Miitopia sounds like a lot of fun. I hope it has fun playing! And I wonder what other video games it likes, and what its favorite games are.

Synth has an awesome name. I wonder how he chose it? He’s trying out a few different pronoun sets, and I hope this helps him. Synth likes the band Gorillaz, and so do I! I would love to listen to Gorillaz with em some time. I wonder which Gorillaz songs are eir favorite. I used to listen to them a lot, but I don’t remember all the songs I liked. I wonder if Gorillaz is eir favorite band, or one of eir favorites. It sounds like Synth has good music taste. I remember the music videos were really cool too. I would love to re-watch all those music videos with it some time. I wonder if it has any other band suggestions for similar music.

Ulysses has a cool name. I think I remember one other person thinking about the name Ulysses (though maybe that was his first ask and he’s still thinking about it, which is totally fine btw.) It makes me think of the Josh Garrels song which I really like. I wonder if he has heard of that singer. Anyway Ulysses sounds like a cool person! Ey like video games and Gorillaz. I think I would get along well with em. I hope it remembers to drink water to keep itself hydrated, and I hope it has a good day!

#Mike #Synth #Ulysses #name and pronoun validation #pronouns #neopronouns #he/him #ey/em #it/its #ey/em/eir #Anonymous

[malfoyheartsgranger]

Ulysses: A Tale of Late Nights

Summary: A story about Draco, Hermione, their love, late nights, and why Hermione always stays.

Request: no siree

A/N: This is loosely based on the song “Ulysses” by Josh Garrels. Not my finest work, but I will still share. Ulysses: https://youtu.be/S3YKD_qKVwM

Warnings: alcohol, cheating, swearing

Word Count: 1.5k

. . .

It is nearly two o'clock in the morning when I hear the apartment door swing open. It is always like this with him. Late nights filled with drinks and friends and probably some girls. I try my best to ignore the fact that I was most likely not the only one he spent his nights with. There are ones before me and sometimes ones after me.

I’m holding on to the hope that one day this could be made right.

I am supposed to be the only one. That’s what it’s meant to be like when you’re together.

Not for Draco.

I’ve been shipwrecked, and left for dead, and I have seen the darkest sights.

I hear him stumble around in the kitchen. I picture the pots that hang above the counter swinging when I hear the clatter. Merlin knows what he could be doing out there. Maybe making a pot of spaghetti, maybe cleaning dishes, maybe snogging another girl. The only thing that makes me doubt the third is the loud curse that escapes his mouth then.

He wasn’t always like this. When we first got together, he was so attentive, so sweet. He was unlike Viktor or Ron. He was better. We both returned to Hogwarts for our seventh year. Both of us became head students, and soon enough, our patrols and duties were neglected for each other. It took a long time, but I realized that I had fallen for him. I had fallen for Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Prince.

Everyone I’ve loved seems like a stranger in the night.

It was slow, his transformation. It all began after Lucius Malfoy died in Azkaban. He had claimed he hated his father even before the fact, but I knew how he really felt. He didn’t despise his father; he despised what his father stood for. He hated that when he thought of Lucius, he thought of all those years in Malfoy Manor, his life controlled, his choices made for him. He hated that when his gaze drifted to his forearm, the Mark on it did not remind him of Voldemort, but of his corrupt family. He hated that when he looked into his mother’s eyes, he saw pain, and he knew that his father was the reason it was there. But he didn’t hate Lucius. No, I knew the truth. He loved his father. He was just too proud to admit it.

But oh my heart still burns, tells me to return, and search the fading light.

First he was angry. Angry at his father for controlling him, angry at his mother for allowing herself to fall prey to Lucius’s mistreatment of her all those years, angry at himself for not being capable of protecting everyone.

Back from a meeting with the headmistress one night, I entered the shared Head Boy and Girl common rooms to find him on the floor with his wand pointed at his arm. His shoulders were hunched, his head down. Quietly, I shut the door and advanced. As I approached, I saw that his wand was pointed directly at the scar of the Dark Mark that remained. Several gashes ran through it, appearing as though someone had taken a knife and slashed at it. I knew, though, that Draco had done it himself with his wand. His entire body shook as he let out a sob. I threw my hand over my mouth as one of my own escaped. My Draco, my strong, strong Slytherin, in pieces.

The moon illuminated the common room through one of the large windows beside the fireplace. His face was painted a ghastly shade of white as his head turned to me. His wand fell from his long fingers and he went as to cover up the Mark. The blood oozed between his fingertips. It ran down his arm and splattered the carpet. I rushed to his side.

I’m sailing home to you I won’t be long.

I slid onto the ground beside him and joined him in his pain. I cried as he did, and I shook as he sobbed.

By the light of the moon I will press on.

He fell into my arms when I opened them for him, and he laid his head on my chest. Maybe it should have felt awkward, my small frame cradling his much larger one, but somehow it didn’t. It felt … right. His tears soaked my shirt, but I didn’t mind.

It was in that exact moment that I realized just how much I loved this boy.

Until, I find, my love.

“Draco,” I murmured, “what have you done?”

He took a shuddering breath and spoke. “I just - I just wanted it gone.”

Not the Mark, I knew, although that, too, would have been a benefit. He wanted the memories gone. He wanted to be free of the evil scar that reminded him of all his pain.

He had hurt himself to do so, and I felt his pain with him. I hurt for him. I hurt for myself. Mostly I hurt for the young boy he had been when he endured all that the Mark reminded him of now.

And still, I let him cry onto me.

Trouble has beset my ways, and wicked winds have blown.

He was just sad after that. I guess he had been sad for a while. He cried a lot. I let him.

A light flicks on outside the bedroom. I see the yellow rays slip underneath the closed door. I glance toward them and catch his footsteps heading towards the room.

I turn my face into my pillow and pull the sheets up around me. I may be awake, but he doesn’t need to know that. He doesn’t need to know that I wait for him every night he leaves. He doesn’t need to know that I make tea for myself at midnight in order to keep my drooping eyelids from falling shut.

Sirens call my name, they say they’ll ease my pain, then break me on the stones.

I could leave. I know I could. But when the door creaks open and Draco walks over to the bed and stops, I know I won’t. Because I know him. I know what he will do.

When he kisses the top of my head, rubs a hand on my hair, and lets it lay there for a moment, I realize once again, to what extent I belong to him.

Fully.

But true love is the burden that will carry me back home.

I hear him begin to undress. The dresser drawers and the closet door open as he searches for pajamas. He is quiet now, his movements slow, shuffled - unlike he was when he first walked into the apartment. It’s because I am in the room. He doesn’t want to wake me.

Carry me with the, memories of the, beauty I have known.

If I left, I would be abandoning one of the most wonderful men I have ever met. I would be neglecting all of the good memories that outweigh the terrible ones. I would also be freeing myself. There is a price for freedom.

The sheets make a slick sound as Draco slides into the bed. He wiggles until he finds a comfortable position. His sigh as he runs an arm down my own causes me to smile a bit. Then I register the smile and it wipes off of my face, followed by a tear. The whole thing is a bit bittersweet, I would say.

I’m sailing home to you I won’t be long.

I’m luckier than most. At least he comes home every night. Throughout our relationship, there has never been a night when I did not fall asleep with his arm slung around my body. There has never been a morning when I did not wake up before him and stare at him and wonder how the hell I got so lucky. Because I really did.

By the light of moon I will press on.

I can’t complain. Maybe he is rowdy. Maybe he has a bit too much fun. Maybe he spends a lot of time out. But he also kisses me goodnight every night, makes me breakfast when I sleep in, and tells me he loves me.

These things may not occur as frequently as they used to, but they still happen, and that makes me fortunate.

That makes me love him.

So tie me to the mast of this old ship and point me home.

And just as I do every night, I fall asleep thinking that, yes, I could leave. But I won’t. I know I won’t.

He needs someone to hold him when he cries, someone to wrap bandages around his forearm, someone to admire his beauty.

Before I lose the one I love, before my chance is gone.

He needs someone to love him.

I want to hold, her in, my arms.

I will be that person, even if I don’t want to.

Damn you, Draco Malfoy. Damn you for making me stay.

…

my stories

#dramione #harry potter #draco malfoy #hermione granger #harry potter fanfiction #romance #malfoyheartsgranger

[dimsilver]

6, 11, 99?

Millstatt by The Arcadian Wild ❤️

Ulysses by Josh Garrels

When I Fell by Canyon City

#spotify wrapped #asks

[kurokoros]

honey and wildflowers (sweet pea x jubilee jones [oc]) || Playlist ↳ “Honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips. We should just kiss...”

like real people do hozier // hello my old heart the oh hellos // that sea, the gambler gregory alan isakov // our love judah & the lion // anchor novo amor // coastline hollow coves // awake my soul mumford & sons // lullaby lord huron // ulysses josh garrels // saturn sleeping at last

#riverdale #sweet pea x oc #sweet pea imagine #sweet pea moodboard #oc: jubilee jones #swubilee #requested

[selenebellona-blog]

playlist ; - 

i. mind on fire - aisha badru 

Have you seen the girl with the mind on fire? She set out to tell the world how they suppress our desires Said she wouldn’t back down ‘till the rules were amended And she didn’t give a fuck who she offended

ii. heartlines - florence and the machine

Odyssey on odyssey, and land over land Creeping and crawling like the sea over sand Still, I follow heartlines on your hand

iii. river from the sky - the weepies

Time's a river so they say, and then you drown, and then you drown Heavy storm about to cry like a river from the sky

Life is like a waterfall and you are falling like a doll You never think of me at all, there isn't time, there isn't time Heavy storm about to cry like a river from the sky

Never you mind, sweet waste of time Truth is unkind, truth is unkind

iv. still - daughter 

Two feet standing on a principle Two hands longing for each others warmth Cold smoke seeping out of colder throats Darkness falling, leaves nowhere to go

v. organs - of monsters and men

And I should eat you up and spit you right out I should not care but I don’t know how

And I cough up my lungs ‘Cause they remind me how it all went wrong But I leave in my heart 'Cause I don’t want to stay in the dark

vi. lullaby - lord huron 

Come inside and lie down to sleep You ain’t gonna run and you know that you’re beat Rest awhile, they’re coming for you There’s a price to be paid for the things that we do

vii. ulysses  - josh garrels

I'm holding on to the hope that one day This could be made right. I've been shipwrecked, And left for dead, And I have seen the darkest sights.

Everyone I've loved seems like A stranger in the night But Oh my heart still burns, Tells me to return, And search the fading light.

viii. young blood - noah kahan

If you want I could tell the truth That this life takes its toll on you That I spend nights stitching up the loose threads of my soul And in the mornings I’m bullet proof

#q #tw skulls #them indie feels #do yall hate my heavy handed persephone metaphors yet? #{ the golden } #playlist 002 #{ music } #{ musings }