#singer quote

[garysixx]

There's absolutely no one in the world that can tell you can't do something. You're the only person that can set that limitation.

Andy Biersack

[whendidmythoughtsgocrazy]

One day I will stop falling in love with you. Until I do, I'll be thinking of you.

k.b. // laufey, philharmonia orchestra - let you break my heart again

[tsuchinokoroyale]

Bedhead 🐮👅

[spn-incorrect-quotes]

Y/n : We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends.

Cas: ... Your what?

Y/n : My friends.

Sam: Are they saying “friends”?

Bobby: I think they're being sarcastic.

Dean: No, no, no, this is delirium, they've cracked from being awake all night. Hey, Y/n ! All of your friends are in this room.

[boywonderloverr]

giggled a lot making these

[la-bombera-911]

#Family don't end with blood

[flowersforfrancis]

Fight club - 1999

[lukas-dusk]

Castiel : If I fall…

Dean : I’ll be there to catch you.

Gabriel *looks at Sam* : What if I fall?

Sam : Then I’ll fall with you, never leaving your side.

Crowley : *watches these four interactions*

Crowley, to Bobby : And if I fall?

Bobby : I’ll be the one who pushed you.

[gothamite-rambler]

Red Hood (singing while deflecting a punch): Oh, ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves. And deep down I know this well. I lost my best friend, I lost my mentor, my mom. 500 men gone, this can't go on!

Batman (trying to get his son's attention): Red Hood.

Red Hood (enjoying himself while dodging a punch): I must get to see my family so if we must sail through dangerous oceans and beaches, I'll go where Aquaman won't reach us.

Red Hood knocked out three goons without pulling out his gun and still singing with ease.

Batman (kicking a goon in the stomach): Okay it's impressive how you're changing some of the words, but stop singing!

Red Hood (singing, ignoring his father): And if I got a drop another infant from a wall in an instant so we all don't die

He flipped a man to the ground as Batman tried to speak, but his theatre obsessed son wasn't taking a pause.

Red Hood (big finish): Then I'll become the monster! I'll deal the blow! And I'll become the monster like none they've ever known! So what if I'm the monster lurking deep below? I must become the monster and then we'll make it home!

Batman punched his son in the arm to silence him.

Batman: Cut that shit out!

Red Hood (rubbing his arm, pouting): You're no fun.

Batman (punching a goon that snuck up behind him): Did you agree to team up with me just to piss me off?

Red Hood (coy, but sincere): That was one of the reasons, yes. I like fighting with you, too. I think we both know how to fight well enough that I don't have to shoot anyone.

Batman: I... That was actually nice to hear.

Red Hood shrugged.

Red Hood (singing): I'm just a man.

Batman groaned with a small amused smile.

[madbard]

I just realized another reason I love Hozier’s music. It’s not just that the lyrics are complex, or the music itself is beautiful - it’s that Hozier is a musical liar.

Take Cherry Wine. This is a song about an abusive relationship, told from the perspective of someone very much in love with their abuser. Throughout the song, the narrator describes their lover’s cruelty. Lyrics like “I walk my days on a wire” and “open hand or closed fist would be fine” make the darker aspects of their relationship all too evident. At points, the song suggests that they are defending this relationship to someone else who cares about them (“it looks ugly but it’s clean. Oh mama, don’t fuss over me”) and even the more beautiful and seemingly romantic lines later in the song (“oh but she loves like sleep to the freezing”) have dark undertones (what else is sleep to the freezing but death?) Still, I often come across the song being used in a wholesome, romantic context. A lot of factors contribute to this, but I would argue that this song mainly gets mistaken for a romantic song because of how soft and gentle the music is - it presents as a sweet love song in every way except the lyrics. Even those lyrics are told through the lens of someone defending their broken and abusive relationship, deepening the lie. Our narrator wants to portray this relationship as something dark, yet also immensely beautiful and encompassing. The result is a song about the agony and pleasure of a broken relationship, disguised so well as a love song in every possible way that it gets mistaken for something romantic. (Even if you are aware of the meaning, there is still that deep urge to experience the song as something romantic. Just like the narrator, the listener is drawn in by beauty and the powerful idea of love, so much so that it can blind them to reality.)

Variations of this can be seen in Talk. In this song, the narrator makes their intentions very clear - they are sweet-talking someone in order to hide their own thoughts and desires (“I try to talk refined, for fear that you find out how I’m imagining you”). Despite knowing this, the sheer power of the lyrics (“I'd be the voice that urged Orpheus / when her body was found. / I'd be the choiceless hope in grief / that drove him underground. / I'd be the dreadful need in the devotee / that made him turn around, / and I'd be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice”) overwhelms the listener. We know the speaker is putting on a show. We know they have ulterior motives, and likely don’t even believe what they are saying. But their words are so beautiful that we don’t care. The intense, almost mythic music in the background is so lovely and deep, it makes the lyrics seem genuine, because what lie could sound so astounding and true? In this case, the song about smoke and mirrors and empty talk becomes a love song because the narrator is just that skilled at lying.

Even songs like Too Sweet, sung by a narrator who refuses to be with someone unless they allow their standards to slide, become ‘romantic’ and ‘sweet’ to certain listeners - not because the lyrics are impenetrable, but because so many of Hozier’s narrators are unreliable. His songs spin sweet stories, lies so stunning that listeners are willing to deny what they know in order to experience the beauty of that untruth, the complexity of that space between what is real and what we want to believe.

And isn’t that more true to the experience of being a person, and loving other people, than the simple truths we often see in these types of songs?

[strange-birb]

Tim ❤️👀

first post

[imdowndownbutdefinetlynotout]

[whendidmythoughtsgocrazy]

If you're telling all your friends how you don't need me, then why you tryna keep me?

k.b. // jordy - delete me

[thoughtkick]

Family don't end with blood.

Bobby Singer

[kingstarkingslay]

Remus and Sirius doing press tours together and never answering the questions. Whenever Remus and Sirius are on a joint press tour for their latest projects—Remus promoting his new album, Sirius talking about his upcoming film—journalists have zero chance of getting a straight answer.

They’ll ask Remus about his creative process, and he’ll answer with something like, “Well, it all comes from the heart, and sometimes… from Sirius eating too many crisps in the middle of the night.”

Sirius will chime in, deadpan, “I think we should make an album of just that: late-night crisps eating noises. It’s a bold artistic choice.”

The entire room will just die laughing, and the journalists, slightly defeated but totally entertained, will give up trying to get any real information. It's always a chaotic, unfiltered whirlwind of charm, wit, and inside jokes, and honestly, it’s the best part of the press tour.

[super-incorrect]

Bobby - You are the first person in the recorded history to have ever started a fire with water, ya idjit.

Y/n, moved to tears - Oh my gosh, thank you!

Dean - THAT WASN'T A COMPLIMENT!