#in the form of hozier

[starfailsstuff]

Guys

I just saw God (aka Hozier)

I cried

Also I am just now getting into bed from getting back from the concert

[maniacace]

dbd cancellation news coming out 10 days before jatp anniversary is so incredibly fitting

[snitling]

Hozier said "you called me angel for the first time, my heart leapt from me" but all I heard was Aziraphale

[ibeewashere]

Me explaining how Widojest is literally so Hozier coded like. Name one song that doesn’t fit at least one of them. I’ll wait. (Don’t actually do that I’m sure there is one but I’m insane so just let me live my little delusional life 😔)

[earthfromadistance]

Someone in a hozier fb group I’m in posted this and I just have to ask: am I the only one who’s always shook when they see pics of baby hozier?? for some reason I’m always like he obviously popped out of the womb as we see him now like this is a cursed image to me lmao

[weirdgirlvampire]

you’re telling me arctic monkeys released am and hozier released take me to church and mgmt released their self titled and lorde released pure heroine all within september of 2013. how did I survive all that at the time. how has it been a decade

[toomanywordsnllines]

Ghost's love is... Morbid. Melancholic in the way that he explains it and expresses it. It's extreme and revolting.

Disgusting.

No sane person would look at the object of their desire, love and affection and think half the things he does. Try and do half the things he does.

It's the way he wants to tear and be torn apart, inch by inch of his skin, have his muscles ripped apart, his bones broken and shattered. It's how he wants his organs to stop working the moment his love dies.

He wants to decompose and be eaten by the earth, he was almost once, and it brought him a sick sense of peace. To know that after all the pain he went through. There would be peace and he would just go back to the earth.

It's probably because of his fucked up psych and all the torture his mind as been through since the day he was born. Simon is a cursed name, he's known this for a while. That's why he destroyed it and buried it. Hoping, wishing, that it would have the piece it desired.

It didn't. He got restless under the skin of Ghost and little horrid pieces started revealing themselves slowly. Like ants coursing through his veins, it burned like poison. Made him itch. It scratched his insides painfully. Made him want to tear his viscera out. Gore displayed over his fingers.

But when he looks at the person he loves. Johnny. His person.

His Johnny.

It's like a part of his brain is both satiated and starving for more.

He cannot help but want to die for him.

Kill for him.

But also, live another day to see his smile, his laugh. Watch the sun melt into the beauty of his blue eyes, reflecting back the beauty of the sky like crystal water.

Like a cat bringing his owner a gift of appreciation-

Wishes to decapitate the ones who did Johnny wrong and bring their heads on a silver platter. Hoping for praise and satisfaction.

But he controls himself, because Johnny can take care of himself. Because Johnny, strong and resilient Johnny is not a man of pitiful revenge. Not when it's about himself.

And he gives him what he seeks anyway. In the way of gentle hands and soft touches, encouraging words. Time. Touch. Talking.

Still, most days, every day he wants to taste his blood on his tongue. Drink it like the sweet tasting wine he knows it would be.

But most of all-

Wants to be killed by his love's hands when his time finally comes.

When he commits a mistake he cannot undo. When he has overstepped his stay. He wants Johnny to put his hands on Simon and to break him. Slit his throat. Quick and gentle. Lay him down gently to the dirty. Flowers heavy on his chest.

Because love for Simon is devotion.

The moment he saw John. He swore to devote his life to him.

However, John's love is caring.

Taking care, his own form of devotion. Construct Simon back to be whole, not trying to make him perfect, never. Paint his cracks gold, always trying his best, plaster on his wounds, chipping his skin, bleeding over him. White glue, duct tape. 

It's messy, it's terrible, disgusting, disfigurating.

He has never felt so understood (He's not looked at like a freak. His concerning sentences aren't brushed off as odd or concerning but listened. Observed. Johnny understands that his words, words that would leave anyone queasy, green with sickness, are the only way Simon was taught to love. Learned to love.)

It 's peaceful.

It's the way of Johnny loving him and that's enough to quell the morbid thirst in Simon's heart.

A little 'study'(?) on how I think Ghost loves... Some notes I wrote after:

My favorite type of Simon is the one who's love is just revolting. Out ,of what's called, the ordinary and extreme.

It's the love of a man who does not let others in, not because he's scared of being seen. But because he knows if they knew how much he loves them they would run away. Disappear. Question his fucked up mind. Lock him away. Treat him like the freak that he is.

That's why he loves Johnny.

Because the man is not scared of him and he himself admits he's not normal. Too clingy, too obsessive. Explosive. Weird. Too much.

They're both freaks, in their own way.

That's why they love each other.

[lifemod17]

this is my face whenever i say i am looking respectfully

Oh that's a good respectfully looking face, mine probably would be more like:

Respectful, but you will see me turn into the human version of the heart eyes emoji 😍

[spinninglightning]

whenever i read fics i always end up thinkin of a song for the fic or like, th chapter and then i canr stop associating the fic w/ those songs

[super-who-locked-me-in-here]

New Noah Kahan/Hozier release is giving Hannigram post-fall and Will is still scared to take the final steps towards them being in an actual relationship rather than just a murder courtship, and Hannibal sees this and he wants it more than anything but he's so scared to push Will in fear of losing him again when it finally feels like he has him all to himself and this song is Hannibal having all these realizations about how stuck they are.

[dumbbullet]

GREAT NEWS EVERYONE! DEPRESSION IS CANCELED!

[theaologies]

Hozier writing a song about language and the loss of it at the hands of colonialism and how so many indigenous words are used all over the world as place names but so few people know their meanings but at the same time, they mean “home” and how he’s grateful that Gaeilge was preserved and how despite so few people understanding it nowadays it still feels like “home” has me so deeply fucked up I’m weeping

[aroaessidhe]

2023 reads

The Faerie Hounds of York

queer gothic fantasy novella set in 1810 england

a man who is cursed by the fey travels back to his childhood home on the moors, and meets a stranger who helps him figure out what’s happening

but it's hard to stay out of the fey's graspe, and the stranger has his secrets too

atmospheric, creepy fey, bittersweet romance

[thedaythatwas]

what if I said arsonist’s lullaby by hozier was *the* akechi song? what if I also said it was *the* komaeda song? what then liberals?

[lilyflxwers]

laid in the garden listening to hoziers discography, thinking maybe i will put the suicidal thoughts on the backburner

[eyebagsanonymous]

Going to write an essay about hozier. For school. My professor is going into read it and like it or I swear to god.