#Hozier live

[your-starless-eyes-remain]

forever haunted by hozier's face when he sings "put me back in it" (and by haunted i mean i'm clawing my eyes out)

[thisphantomlife]

The most beautiful version of From Eden

Dublin, December 2019

[lulu-spooks]

Nothing sexier than a man with a tambourine (Hozier in the nobody’s soldier live performance at lollapalooza)

[fvckingwolfstar]

You Forgive Me Yet?

pairing: top! Hozier x fem! reader

summary: he teases you and makes it up to you

genre: smut 18+

word count: 837

cw: the slightest bit of exhibitionism, teasing, calling him an asshole, oral (f! receiving), begging if you squint, bickering

author’s note: a shorter one that i might make a part two to! Also this video makes me s(cream), wanted to share.

masterlist

smut under the cut

“Almost ready?” Andrew calls, fixing his hair in the mirror.

You finish your makeup and pull up your dress to sit right on your chest, “Yeah, I’m done,” you say, walking to the door to slip on your shoes. He follows you and kisses your head softly.

“The restaurant is always crowded, so I don’t think anyone will recognize us,” he hums, wrapping your jacket around you. “Lets go, love.”

You nod and take his arm, walking out to the car with him. He drives to the restaurant, the two of you humming along to the radio and chatting. When you arrived to the restaurant the two of you were seated almost immediately. You were sat beside each other in a booth, some of his friends in the booth beside you.

As you ordered your food, he reaches over and puts his hand on your thigh. You don’t really notice, he does that all the time, but when his hand starts making it’s way to the hem of your dress, your breath gets caught in your throat, so you cough to distract from it.

Andrew’s large hand creeps further up your thigh, before landing at the crease between your thigh and your hip. You choke a bit on your water as it gets there. His slender fingers tease over your aching core as you try to keep your composure and make small talk with the people beside you. As you keep up this act, you can feel Andrew’s eyes boring a hole into you.

Your fork clatters to the table as he slips his fingers under your underwear.

“You alright, y/n?” he asks, feigning concern.

“Yeah, yeah I’m okay,” you say, picking up your fork up again. A blush creeps from your face to under your dress as he rubs your clit at a snail’s pace.

He continues teasing you, killing you from the inside until the end of dinner. You’ve been on the edge of coming for at least ten minutes, and he’s refusing to help you at all. After the dinner, the two of you walk to your car in silence. When you’re both inside you turn to him, “What the fuck, Byrne?” You ask angrily.

“What’re you talking about, love?” He asks obliviously. He steers the way home with one hand on the wheel and another returned to your thigh. You can see a hint of a smirk resting on his lips

“You fucked with me all night, you dick!”

He chuckles softly, “Oh, that?”

“‘Oh, that?’” You mock, “Asshole, you’re making this up to me when we get home.”

“How do you suggest I do that?”

“You’ll fucking figure it out if you want me to forgive you,” He chuckles lowly and pulls into the driveway.

He gets out first and goes to open your door. His hand in yours he leans down to kiss your cheek, “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll make it up to you,” you get that fluttering feeling in your stomach when he does that. You try to hold back a smile as he pulls you inside, peppering kissing on you as he does.

Once inside, he closes the door, pushing you up against it, “I’ve been wanting you since we got up this morning,” he hums against your neck, nipping at it playfully. You lean your head back, moaning at the sensation.

He kisses down your body until he’s kneeling in front of you. He pushes your dress up and kisses your thighs, “Is this okay?” you nod frantically and pull the elastic out of his hair quickly. He chuckles as you shake his waves out with your hands and take a hold of it. He sucks hickies into your thighs, pressing soft kisses to them as he finishes each one.

He kisses your clit softly through your underwear before hooking his fingers in the waistband. He pulls them down slowly and mumbles, “So pretty,” he kisses your lower stomach, making his way to your heat. His strong hands grip your hips, keeping you in place as he teases you with his tongue.

“You teased me already today, you asshole,” you whine, gripping his hair tighter, “please, just do it.”

He dives in, sucking your clit into his mouth. He groans against it, making you buckle against the door. He holds you against the door with more force, licking slowly strips against it. He rotates from sucking, to slow stripes, to flicking it quickly with his tongue. All the movements and changes making you tear up slightly from the stimulation. Your grip tightens on his hair and he whines softly against you.

You shake as you come on his face. He continues his ministrations before you pull him off by his hair. He leans back on his calfs and looks up at you, he lips wet and red and his eyes glinting. “You forgive me yet?”

You chuckle tiredly and lean down to kiss him softly, “Yes, but you’re still an ass.”

He shrugs, “I can live with that.”

[ginwhisky]

Hozier playing “Francesca” — an unreleased song off the new album!

Alhambra, Paris • 21 April 2023

[depresxo]

Saw Hozier last night and it was so magical

[arluna]

That You Are is the ultimate embodiment of beauty, and everything else is just a grotesque, pitiful farce by comparison. It’s the kind of masterpiece that renders all other attempts at beauty utterly laughable and irrelevant

video from shelbs0o on tiktok

[tryingnsmiling]

Hozier oh my fucking god, bro

I feel it is only fair to my Tumblr self that this lands a spot on my blog. So without further ado:

god is real and I held his hand.

REWIND...

EXPLANATION: my sister and I bolted to Hozier's b-stage before he played cherry wine. we were lucky with our timing. we high-fived the man himself. he stared into my fUCKing soul and healed every sin and every aching bone. I think flowers are growing in my lungs and my tears are laced with pixidust. I am constantly in awe of how beautiful and talented this man is.

OH - and then he pOSTED my hand to his fUCKINg instagram. THE MOMENT my fucking life changed (changed is a strong word, but stfu let me have a moment)

Anyways that is all. Sorry for the brag. Hozier has been an important artist to me for a long time, and Cherry Wine especially is a really important song to me for a plethora of reasons, so this moment meant the world to me. Feeling very grateful, and I hope others who love his music get to experience it live, too.

oh bonus: my sister held this picture up to him and he looked at it for like a full ten seconds. She is very sorry, Hozier.

[kacievvbbbb]

Hozier said this;

And honestly sometimes it’s all that keeps me going

[rosyopal-eva]

slowly starting to realize that I did in fact see this man irl last night 🧍🏼💗

he asked us what the griddy was 💀

[thisphantomlife]

A beautiful moment in Amsterdam

Source: 666_slut

[i-am-confused-by-life]

Hozier in Glasgow was amazing!!! My first concert in years and I ended up going solo but loved every minute

[jerzwriter]

"Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother

But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time

The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine"

[adhara-the-star]

I saw the second coming of christ (hozier in concert)

[underwater-alchemist]

What if we hold hands while singing Take Me to Church? 👉👈

[plethoraa9]

I just want to put Hozier live shows footage from TikTok all over the walls in my room