#shrike by hozier i couldn’t utter my love when it counted ah but i’m singing like a bird about it now

[violenceenthusiast]

watched one (1) episode of doctor who and now i’m hallucinating dw amvs while listening to my music 🤡

#shrike by hozier i couldn’t utter my love when it counted ah but i’m singing like a bird about it now #doctor who #watched the new ep and hadn’t watched since capaldi’s first two eps

[paradoxon-3791]

More chapter 7 means more Hozier and Malleus vibes:

Well this time it’s more specifically Yuu and Malleus because the song choice today is Shrike. (my personal favorite)

Listen Yuu being a bird and Malleus being a dragon is just too good of a parallel for me to pass up.

And also I picked this because I feel like it could be about the guilt Yuu feels for being able to notice Malleus hurting and about to overblot because they were so eager to go home.

“I couldn’t utter my love when it counted, ah but I’m singing like a bird ‘bout it now”

#twisted wonderland #twst diasomnia #twst malleus #disney twst #twst #twst chapter 7 #malleus draconia #twisted wonderland malleus #malleus draconia x reader #malleyuu

[catholickedd]

hi i’m here to talk about my favorite hozier songs and drawing parallels to good omens!!

hozier often draws on themes of sacrilege and worship of the lover in his music and that’s something that is amazingly fitting for crowley and aziraphale

we all know the famous line in “from eden” but here’s a few more good fitting songs

“wasteland, baby” - the world is ending but i don’t care because i love you; i.e, armageddon??

“francesca” - it’s about loving someone enough that you’d go through hell and back for them. enough said because aziraphale LITERALLY DID

“unknown/nth” - “you called me angel for the first time, my heart leapt from me” (btw this is one of my favorite songs of all time. if you haven’t heard it please go listen to it.)

“like real people do” - do i even need to say anything, really

“take me to church” - about corruption of the church (i.e. heaven) and “the only heaven i’ll be sent to is when i’m alone with you.” no notes 10/10

“nobody” - this one is a bit of a stretch, but i like to imagine the line “i’d be appalled if i saw you ever try to be a saint, i wouldn’t fall for someone i thought couldn’t misbehave” from crowley’s perspective.

“all things end” - “oh crowley. nothing lasts forever.”

“work song” - “heaven and hell were words to me”

“it will come back” - some good crowley perspective parallels, hit very hard after ep6

“shrike” - “i couldn’t utter my love when it counted, ah, but i’m singing like a bird ‘bout it now,” also crowley’s love language being acts of service fits the overarching metaphor really well

yeah that’s about it for now, comment any i missed ♥️ ♥️

#good omens #good omens s2 #good omens s2 spoilers #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #good omens analysis #hozier #unreal unearth #andrew hozier byrne #take me to church #wasteland baby #francesca #unknown / nth #like real people do #go #nobody #all things end #work song #it will come back #shrike

[smokeyfuzz]

Wicked Games: Three

“I couldn’t utter my love when it counted

Ah, but I’m singing like a bid ‘bout it now

I couldn’t whisper when you needed it shouted

Ah, but I’m singing like a bird ‘bout it now”

- Shrike, Hozier

You had packed two duffels worth of luggage, which now sat on the small bed of the empty dorm room. Satoru had spent the trip trying to convince you to come to his place instead, so when you finally got back on campus you promptly kicked him out, explaining you needed to unpack. Thankfully, your office already held many items from your home, making packing easy as you brought clothing and essentials.

You looked around the small room: the single dresser, the plain walls, and the desk and chair. Not much has changed in the way of interior design since you lived on campus during your teenage years. Memories were pushing their way to the surface of your mind, the good and bad. 

Suguru sneaking into your dorm room at night to stay over and the intimate moments you shared. Sharing laughs with Shoko as she managed to embarrass Satoru. Studying with your friends. Your fights with Suguru. Training with them.

You let out a soft sigh, trying to clear your head. You knew temporarily living here would be painful, but it was a choice you made and you had to live with it. Your mind filtered to Nanami and his choice to leave the Jujutsu world altogether after graduation before returning, but not in the capacity of teaching. Maybe he had a point.

A sudden knock on your door stirred you from your thoughts and you turned, seeing your long-time friend Shoko standing in the entryway.

“So you really are staying on campus?” she noted, eyeing the bags past you. 

On your way over you had texted Shoko, summarizing the events that had unfolded in your home. Unlike your friendship with Satoru, which could be in the best ways described as chaotic, Shoko was a rock - calming and grounding. Afterall, it had been you and Shoko who had survived your teenage years with young versions of Suguru and Satoru.

You looked down at your bags, exhaustion beginning to work its way into your bounds as the adrenaline of the day's events began to dissipate. You sat on the edge of the bed as Shoko entered the room and joined your side.

“Yeah, but only for a little while, until things are… settled.” Your voice trails off at the end, the gravity of the words sinking it as you say them. 

She’s quiet for a moment before she stands, motioning towards the door. “Come on, you need to unwind.”

You eye Shoko skeptically, remembering the last time “you unwound” with your old friend. It had been four years prior, 2014. Seven years following the events of Surugu massacring an entire village. You had been dealing with the fourth anniversary of the day you had ended things officially with Suguru, after he found you a week later of the murders, affirmed the rumors of what he had done, and then pleaded for you to join him in his new world. The memory always replayed in your head, your happy memories with him warped and contaminated by the tragedy. She had showed up at your apartment, convinced you to go out for the night and unwind. You easily drank too much that night, made some poor decisions…

You felt flushed and carefree, the sadness and anxiety slipping away as you threw your head back with another shot, five already having been downed earlier. Shoko sat beside you, flirting with the bartender as she enjoyed her own beverage - something on the rocks. You eyed her enviously, the way the bartender - a good looking man - was essentially eating out of the palm of her hand. You hated how after seven years a part of you still felt like you were still Suguru’s, like he had a part of you. That if you started something else with someone new, that it would be wrong. You eyed your cell phone then, a thought transpiring in your mind.

“I’m gonna go,” you told her.

She briefly looked away from her new companion and eyed you carefully. “Y/n…”

“I’m fine, Shoko. This actually helped, but I have an early day tomorrow. I’m going to grab a cab.” You gave her a quick hug, then teased: “Have fun!” 

You dashed out the bar and into the cool night, jumping into the first cab that pulled over, head dizzy and heart racing. When you pulled up to the apartment, you paid for the cab and quickly made your way upstairs, stopping at the familiar door. Two knocks. Two knocks was all it took, biting your lip to keep your nerves still, a dopey smile on your face.

“Y/n?” Satoru greeted. He was dressed casual, hair down and sunglasses on. Sweats hung low on his hips, a loose t-shirt on his frame. You could hear the television in the background playing softly. He perched against the door, his frame taking up the whole doorway and keeping you from peeking inside, as much as you tried to glance over his shoulder.

“Can I come in?” He nodded, making way for you to squeeze past him and into his large apartment. 

Unlike your own home, which was modest and cozy, Satoru’s home was modern, sleek and expensive looking. He had all the latest appliances, the most luxurious furniture. Playing with the ends of your sweater, you twirled around the room. The last time you had been to Satoru’s place it had been his family home or his dorm room. The apartment was new. 

Satoru had shut the door, making his way into the kitchen where he poured himself a glass of water. “Like what you see?” he smirked.

You walked around the open space, eyeing the living room which was adorned with an expansive modern fireplace, television mounted above and surrounded by plush and expensive looking furniture. Large windows overlooked the space, showing the night sky and city in the distance. You couldn’t help but notice the lack of photos in the space as you finally turned to him, watching him take a sip of his drink.

“It’s… wow.”

He let out a soft laugh as he approached you, sliding his glasses up on his head. “So what’s up?” As all of the many times before, he was in your space. Always standing too close. He smelled good - like sandalwood paired and something earthier, muskier. His eyes were focused on you, making you flush only further at the ridiculous thoughts that quickly raced through your mind. 

“Just felt like visiting,” you mused. “I know I’ve been meaning to see your new place.”

Another laugh. “I’ve had this place for like two years.”

You shifted under his gaze, letting out your own laugh. “Well I’m here now.” You eyed the space, noticing the absence of Satoru’s young wards. “Where is Megumi and his sister?”

Satoru moved past you and into the living room, your feet moving on their accord as they followed behind him. He settled into the sofa and you sat beside him, curling your legs under your skirt. 

“They're at school. Boarding school for now.”

You're momentarily taken aback, a rush of soberness hitting you. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Satoru shrugged. “I didn’t think it was a big deal.”

You scoffed. “Satoru!” 

Since Satoru had taken in the two children you had spent a great deal caring for them. While it was selfish, you knew a part of the reason you had grown so close was because it had initially helped in taking your mind off Suguru. However, over time you felt a pull to be active in their lives, knowing how chaotic it was. 

“Look, if it’s such a big deal you can go visit them,” Satoru promised. 

A pleased smile spread across your lips. “Thank you.”

Satoru simply nodded, setting his glass down on the counter as he stretched his arms out behind him and his legs out in front him. 

You each fell into a comfortable silence then, watching the television as some late night baking show played on the screen. Satoru and his little quirks. His love for all things sweets-related and reality television. You wordlessly curled into his side then, snuggling into his arm as you leaned your head against your shoulder. It wasn’t your first time cuddling with the man, and yet your heart was racing.

“Satoru?” you suddenly said, voice soft.

He let out a hmm, eyes focused on the screen. When you didn’t immediately respond he peered down at you from where you had pulled away slightly, looking up at him all vulnerable and sweet. You slowly sat forward, tilting your head upwards until your lips lightly grazed his. A quick, hesitant peck. Testing the waters. You pulled away only slightly, breathing in each other. He tasted of mint and he noticed the slight trace of alcohol on your breath. 

When he didn’t pull away you leaned forward again, a hand slipping into his hair as you placed a deeper kiss on his lips. He hesitated for a moment, kissing back towards the end before you pulled away again. He was watching you closely, trying to understand the reasoning, understand you. You shifted slightly, pulling closer into his frame.

“Just one night,” you murmured. “Please.”

He was quiet for a moment, watching you until he nodded. You maneuvered yourself into his lap, straddling him as his hands fell on your hips and you felt the bulge growing in his pants when you unintentionally grinded against him.

You leaned forward again, kissing him slowly and softly, hands coming up to cradle his face. Gradually the kiss deepened, picking up passion and speed as his fingers dug into your sides and you began to press yourself against his chest, your hips beginning to rotate in his lap as he guided you. You pulled away from his lips, trailing kisses across his jaw and neck, as you softly moaned. You heard his own groans as he began to guide you quicker on his lap. 

“B-bedroom,” you gasped, before leaving a love bite on his neck to bury a moan. “”Toru… pu-please.”

He brought your lips back to his own, his hands traveling up under your sweater where you felt your skin light up from his touch. He brought his hands back down, grabbing the hem of the garment before pulling it up, your lips detaching as you quickly discarded it, tossing it on the floor. His hands slid down your waist and onto your bum, suddenly lifting you effortlessly as a squeal left your lips that was quickly replaced with another kiss. In quick steps you suddenly entered his room and tossed onto the large mattress. You look up at him, eyes glazed over with lust.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, trying to ignore the very distinct feeling below his waist that was telling him to fully send it. 

You quickly nodded, shimmying out of your skirt and leaving you only your underwear. You watched him take off his own shirt and toss his sunglasses onto the end table, moving towards you achingly slow. When he finally approached the bed you felt his hand wrap around your ankle, stroking up and down your calf muscle in a soothing way before slowly ascending further and further up until he was massaging your upper thigh with his large hand. You let out a mewl, hips jerking up as you watched him. 

“Beg for me,” he smirked, eyes trained on your face. 

Your blush deepened. Of course Satoru would tease you, but you answered regardless. 

“Please fuck me. Please, ‘Toru.”

He watched you for a minute longer, your nearly naked form presented before him as you tried to maneuver his hand lower. His smirk only grew before he moved on top of you, face meeting yours as you kissed again, feeling his hand trace the ridges of your panties before finally lightly trailing his fingers over your folds of the material. You tried to chase his hand, to grind into it as you moaned against his mouth, Satoru himself aching. 

“You're so wet,” he teased, pulling away to watch you squirm beneath him. 

“Sat-URO-OH,” you began to complain just as his hand slipped beneath your panties and brushed against your clit. 

He buried his lips into your neck, leaving love bites and marks along the exposed skin of your chest and shoulders. You humped into his hand, your moans filling the room as he rubbed your clit with his thumb and then slipped one, then two fingers into you, pumping as you chased your high. 

“‘Toru,” you moaned, feeling the tightening in your stomach from what you knew would be your orgasm, legs twitching as you tried to close them, however Satoru’s frame kept you spread open and wide for him. He picked up his speed, curling his fingers as he pistoned against your g-spot and you squeezed your eyes shut, mouth hanging open as a silent scream fell from your lips. You felt butterfly kisses along your jaw and face then as murmurs of praises graced your ears before Satoru’s lips were on yours’ again. 

“You’re so messy,” he cooed, fingers slowly pulling out of you as you whined from the lack of feeling of fullness despite the sensitivity of your body. “My baby did so well.”

You watched him bring his fingers to his lips, sucking on them lewdly. “Taste so good.”

You blushed, rolling your eyes at him. “You’re disgusting.”

He simply leaned forward, brushing his lips against your own as you tasted yourself on his lips as his hands moved to pull down his sweats and you followed suit with your own bra and panties until finally you were both completely naked, Satoru’s body flushed against your own.

“Your thighs are trembling,” Satoru noted with a satisfied smile as he gripped your thigh with his hand and hiked it up alongside his waist. 

You felt his dick brush against you and ground against him, seeking more.

“Stop teasing,” you pouted, brushing your lips against his own before biting and tugging his bottom lip.

You felt him smile and moan against your mouth and you took the moment to roll him onto his back, straddling him once more as you aligned him to your center before you began to slowly sink down. Satoru’s head fell back, a loud fuck falling from his lips and ringing in your ears and you finally bottomed out. Slowly you began to move your hips, his eyes on you again and hands squeezing your sides as he rutted up into you. Gradually your pace increased, Satoru sitting up and circling his arms around your waist to meet your pace with his own. He buried his face in your neck, murmuring sweet words and praises intermingled with degrading terms that left you hot to the touch as your body reacted, the knot in your stomach building.

You feel him whisper other words against you before capturing you in a kiss, too lost in your own building orgasm to hear what he’s saying. His hips snap up just right as you pull away for a breath, your sweaty foreheads pressed together as you whine above him, the knot inside you snapping as you feel your body tremble from your orgasm, stars hitting your vision as you bury your face into his neck where you moan loudly. Satoru’s own pace begins to falter as he quickly maneuvers you onto your back, pulling out just in time as he releases onto your thigh and stomach.

You lay beside one another breathing heavily, until your eyes begin to drift shut, body twitching as you feel Satoru cleaning up your body from the mess made between you. When he was done he climbed back into bed, pulling you to his chest where you felt yourself finally fall asleep.

When you awoke the next morning your head was aching, mouth dry. Your limbs were tangled in unfamiliar silk sheets and were sore. You sat up, the bed empty beside you as you recalled the previous evening's events. 

“Fuck, fuck fuck,” you whispered in a panic, looking around the room for your underwear and skirt. Your eyes landed on a photo sitting on his dresser, a photo of you, Suguru, Satoru, and Shoko as teens. You tried to ignore the guilt rising in your chest - you and Suguru were over. You slipped out of bed, knees wobbly as you quickly slipped into the clothing that had been discarded in his room. His alarm clock read 11 a.m. You were late for work. “Fuck,” you muttered again as you clasped your bra on. 

Just then Satoru stepped out of his adjoining bathroom, a billow of steam following him with a towel hanging loosely on his muscular frame. 

“Morning,” he grinned at you.

You flushed from his toothy smile and cocky attitude, remembering the night's events, what was hiding beneath the towel, how you felt last night.

“I’m late for work Satoru. Why didn’t you wake me up?”

He shrugged, following you into his living room. “You teach upperclassmen. Most of the time they're away.”

You slipped on your sweater and whirled around, nearly colliding into Satoru’s strong chest.

“Last night was fun,” he teased.

“It was only a one time thing,” you warned, holding your finger up at him. 

He simply smirked as he looked down at you and you wondered what was going on behind his head. You knew Satoru had slept with people before - he wasn’t a saint, but you had never considered that maybe he would want to sleep with you. Or was he pitying you last night? God you hoped not. 

“Of course,” he answered. You eyed him for a minute longer, trying to understand his thought process but finally gave up after you realized you needed to head home, shower, and change.

You grab your cell phone and bag that sat on the entrance table near his front door, noticing the five messages and one call from Shoko. Fuck.

You looked at Satoru again who had followed you to the door, the sun of the outdoors rippling off his sculpted body. You gulped, eyes meeting his own again when you caught yourself staring. You never did one-night stands - let alone with a friend. What exactly was the protocol? You thought about last night, the words he was saying to you and the words you couldn’t quite make out. You weren’t expecting for the sex to be so good, for the intimacy he brought to it both during and after.

“Satoru last night -” you pause, voice soft as you struggle between honesty and hiding behind the wall you had built for yourself after Suguru. The latter winning. “Can we keep this between us?”

He smiles, but you fail to miss how it doesn’t reach his eyes as he nods. “I’ll see you later?”

You hesitate but nod, remembering you’ll run into him at school where he’ll likely spend most of his day bothering you rather than teaching. “Um, yeah. See ya then.” 

And then you were gone.

You blinked, surprised at how the memory came back to you so quickly. You looked up at Shoko, realizing she was saying your name.

“Y/n. Relax - I promise it won’t be like last time.”

You pause, but finally relented as you followed her out of your room. 

***

You watched Shoko take a log drag from her cigarette before offering it to you. You took it from her extended hand, taking a drag and letting out a cough. It had been awhile since you smoked - back when you were still a student.

“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked. 

You both were laying on separate medical bed trolleys pulled next to one another, staring up at the ceiling. You were quiet for a moment, another drag from the cigarette, a light warmth filling you.

“He looked different, but the same,” you said softly. “Like he’s stuck in time.” You glanced over to Shoko, eyes sad. 

She hummed in response, eyes glancing to your’s. 

“Do you still love him?”

Your silence is deafening in the room. “I don’t know. I mean, there was no one else before him. He’ll always…” Your voice trailed off then, letting out a frustrated sigh. “I think a part of me pities him.”

“I think he pities us,” Shoko muses to herself. 

You look over to her again, watching her sit up as she shrugs. “We’re here - we have different beliefs, a different philosophy he finds wrong. I mean you remember those years after he left… he was relentless in trying to get us to join him. Because we were important to him at some point in his life.”

“Maybe we still are…” you murmur to yourself. 

Suddenly the door to the room opened with Satoru marching in.

“Smoking on campus?” he smirks, eyeing the cigarette in your hand. 

“Gojo,” Shoko greeted as he joined your side, tucking your legs over his lap. “Heard we have a new student.”

You offer the cigarette in Satoru’s direction, watching as he takes it and takes a drag. Unlike yourself, he’s perfect in his action - no coughing. You watch his cheeks hollow before a billow of smoke falls from his lips. He hands the cigarette to Shoko, who finishes it. 

“Yuji Itadori, Sukuna’s vessel,” he agreed. You feel Satoru squeeze your ankle reassuringly as you recall Suguru’s words. Rumor has it Satoru’s found a vessel for Sukuna.

“I’d like to meet him,” Shoko muses. “Sukuna is powerful, what makes Yuji special…”

You sit up, legs swinging off Satoru’s lap to hang over the edge just as Satoru turns to you. “That reminds me, you're joining me tomorrow. New student.”

“Satoru I have my own students to look after.”

You watch him brush off your comment. “You students are all away on missions.”

“I still need to check-in on them.” Then: “I'll join afterwards.”

You give a defiant look and he relents. “Fine.”

Shoko scoffs, a smirk on her lips. “Only you can put Gojo in his place.”

You watch her hop down, flushing from her comment as you remember your earlier memory. You watched the dark storm outside, your thoughts drifting to Suguru as you wondered if he was out there somewhere. You cleared your throat, also jumping down. 

“It’s late, I should try to get some sleep.”

“I’ll walk you back,” Satoru offered. 

You agreed and said goodbye to Shoko, Satoru following beside you with his hands in his pockets. Both of you were quiet, a comfortable silence that wasn’t always familiar when in the presence of Satoru. When you reached your door you turned to say goodbye to him, only to watch him stop in front of the room across the hall from you. 

“What are you doing?”

“Didn’t I tell you? I’m staying here for a bit.”

Your mouth fell open as you watched Satoru smirk at you proudly before opening his own door. “See you tomorrow, Y/n.” 

And then he was gone.

#letthesmutbegin #suguru x you #toxicsuguru #satoru x reader #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru #getou suguru x reader #friends to lovers #enemies to lovers #enemies #jjk angst #angst #Jujutsu Kaisen #jjk x y/n #jjk reader insert #romance #jujutsu shoko #toxic relationship #toxic attraction #messyfriends

[mxtxmusings]

svsss characters as hozier songs

bingqiu weird mushroom time - in a week

and you haven’t moved an inch / such that i would not know / if you sleep always like this / the flesh calmly going cold

you cannot tell me this doesn’t give major binghe shizun is not dead i can bring him back vibes

this whole song is just essentially that entire arc

sqh literally complained about bingqiu being too cottagecore

what is more cottagecore than just rotting in the woods next to your lover

we lay here for years or for hours / your hand in my hand / so still and discreet / so long we become the flowers

mushroom sqq

honestly there’s no particular line that stands out to me

besides the refrain i’ll be home with you

i can already imagine the bamboo house

there’s just something so macabre but also tender about this song

PLUS IT’S A DUET

THIS SONG WAS LITERALLY MADE FOR THEM YOUR HONOUR

bingqiu post abyss - as it was

just as it was, baby / before the otherness came

and tell me if somehow / some of it remained / how long you would wait for me? / how long i’ve been away

the idea of a haggard hero who comes home and is greeted by their lover

and comforted by their unchanging love for them

it’s what binghe wishes he could have gotten after he fights his way out of the abyss

but strangely i think the hero coming home is actually shen qingqiu in some ways

lbh came home literally but it is sqq who realizes that he never changed

aka binghe is still a simp

i keep on putting bingqiu together

shang qinghua - be

when the man who gives the order / is born next time ‘round on the boat sent back

when i have no kind words left, love for you

be as you’ve always been (lover be good to me)

if this whole song doesn’t scream shang qinghua during the side stories

idk how to help you

there’s literally a part about when the master is crossed

he literally begs mobei jun to treat him better like idk how to tell you how obvious these parallels are

the energy is 100% different though

but i like that mobei-jun doesn’t magically change or feel different about sqh

turns out their dynamic is just weird as fuck

even jesus can’t take the wheel of their relationship

your honour they are simply incompetent and incapable of proper communication despite one of them being a demon general and the other one being god

mobei-jun - blood upon the snow

the world that hardens as the harsher winter holds / the parent forced to eat its young before it grows

it’s not my arms that will fail me / but this world takes more strength than it gave me

are you seeing the vision

i mean it’s pretty obvious from the cover art

and also the general vibes

the song talks a lot about the brutality of nature, of the world, and how difficult it is to survive

there is a sense of isolation in the song, as though it is better not to get close than to be hurt because that is all they have ever experienced

honestly felt like the whole situation with mobei-jun’s uncle and also his general distrust of people

liu qingge - shrike

i couldn’t utter my love when it counted / ah, but i’m singing like a bird ‘bout it now

this is more about blaming yourself for a breakup

even though that relationship wasn’t always positive, there were still good aspects to it that are missed

but in this case, i see it more as the regret of not even trying

also because i think lqg is incapable of winning i’m so sorry

you snooze you lose

not like he could compete against the protagonist but man didn’t even try

it may seem like i always bully him (which i do) but fun fact he is one of my favourites

bro literally fumbled so bad with sqq though i’m sorry how does he have negative rizz

yue qingyuan - foreigner’s god

she feels no control of her body / she feels no safety in my arms

you cannot tell me that this doesn’t feel like his relationship with both shen jiu and shen yuan

except not literally cheating but yknow

like the vibes are all there istg

i promise all of the pieces are there

i just can’t explain it

like he lost sj when he left him and then he loses him again after the qi deviation

it’s just hopelessly hanging onto somebody that you never had to begin with yknow

and i mean shen yuan is technically a foreigner…

tianlang-jun - jackie and wilson

looking up from a cigarette, and she’s already left / i start digging up the yard for what’s left of me and our little vignette

i think this song really depends on your interpretation of it!

i’ve seen people say it’s about a person who fell in love with this woman and begins to fantasize about a future with her only for her to not return their feelings

or they are disappointed by the idealized version of a woman they have created in their head, only to realize that they’re not interested in the real person

i think the first one is definitely more accurate to his situation with su xiyan but i could see the second one working too when he thinks that she betrayed him?

either way the naive love from this song felt like the right fit for our resident teenage girl stuck in a dilf demon’s body

#Spotify #luo binghe #mxtx svsss #shen qingqiu #mxtx fandom #svsss #tianlang jun #mxtx books #shang qinghua #bingqiu #mxtx #yue qingyuan #liu qingge #peerless cucumber #airplane shooting towards the sky #hozier #wasteland baby #svsss novel #mobei jun #i am probably missing a bunch #and this may not be correct #god knows #there are many interpretations of hozier songs

[absenthearted]

THE TIES THAT BIND || a travis x laura playlist about the pull of fate, the lines drawn in the sand, a home you can never return to, and finding hope and trust and love again in the last place you would ever look. [read] [listen]

master & a hound - gregory alan isakov where were you when I was still kind?

promise - ben howard who am I, darling to you / who am I

little lion man - mumford & sons but it was not your fault but mine / and it was your heart on the line / I really fucked it up this time / didn’t I, my dear?

wish it was true - the white buffalo mother, I tried to do right by you / to do what you asked me to / I did wrong, and I knew

poison & wine - the civil wars I don’t have a choice but I still choose you

the savior complex - phoebe bridgers all the bad dreams that you hide / show me yours, I’ll show you mine

happiness is a butterfly - lana del rey do you want me or do you not?

shrike - hozier I couldn’t utter my love when it counted / ah, but I’m singing like a bird ‘bout it now

peace - taylor swift all these people think love’s for show / but I would die for you in secret

heal - tom odell and take my past / and take my sins / like an empty sail takes the wind / and heal

to build a home - the cinematic orchestra this is a place where I don’t feel alone / this is a place where I feel at home

last sunrise in the wasteland - at the end of times, nothing instrumental.

#hackearney #travis x laura #travis hackett #laura kearney #the quarry #the quarryedit #the quarry fanmix #the quarry playlist #sometimes i make things #yes this is a shameless post for my own soulmate au lol #the ending of that was the cheesiest thing i've ever written and i stand by it #if you like sad indie folk... i'm your girl lmao #most of these songs are actually on my general travis/laura playlist #(...which is actually my bthtny playlist really) #with some changes #no my general otp songs have not changed in the last 10 years #sorry for the clichéd choices #but this has been my writing playlist for the last eight weeks #that and hand covers bruise from the social network soundtrack playing on repeat for five hours straight 🙃 #i did have something more ambitious planned for these gifs and then my ambition slammed against my actual photoshop ability #i'm very out of practice #hackearney fic exchange

[ryuzatodraws-archive]

Please consider if you will, Copia singing Hozier’s Shrike in regards to Terzo after his death. Especially if there was some undisclosed feelings that he had.

“I couldn’t utter my love when it counted, ah but I’m singing like a bird about it now”

That is all, do with that info what you will 😂

#this took…a year xD until now #ghost band

[roxy206]

🎧! But also I have a request! Choose your favourite lyrics and then assign them to the ship you think best suits them!

I love this so here are several lmao

do I really have to chart the constellations in his eyes? — Feyre x Rhysand

what is true when I’m in pain; when I get destructive & I ruin things again — Nesta x Cassian

someone’s gonna show you how a heart can be used, like you did mine — Beth Boland x divorce

if I didn’t know better, but dammit I do — ahhhh this is so hard because this is suuuuch a shippy song to me! Especially for irl ships. I have to give this one to Bristen though

I couldn’t utter my love when it counted; ah but I’m singing like a bird about it now — Trixya

got tired of waiting, wondering if I was ever coming around; faith in me is fading — Chriska

get so jealous when you ain’t by my side; I know it’s selfish but I need you tonight — Trixya

I can’t wait till we can both say I’ve been feeling it the whole time; I can’t wait till we can both say, I’ve been waiting for the first sign that I wouldn’t be alone when I told you I’ve fallen for you — Vandergerd

just give me trust & watch what’ll happen— Trixya

what if the way that we started made it something cursed from the start, what if it only gets colder— BANKS is always Brio vibes

🎧 ask game

ETA: shout out to Read U Wrote U, Hello Hello, Under The Big Top, & Jantasy which all came on shuffle from my liked songs while I was doing this 😂

#music ask game #(Luna’s Version) #kimmy answers #kimmy x music

[lcsthings]

↪   𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙳  “   ♫   ”  𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 𝟹 - 𝟻 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃   𝙸 𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙾𝙲𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷   𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴𝚂 ,      *   bonus points if receiver specifies lyrics !

CIRI & KAZ @barrelcrow

──  ; SHRIKE by hozier.    ...     I couldn't utter my love when it counted / Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now / And I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted / Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now / Words hung above, but never would form / Like a cry at the final breath that is drawn / Remember me, love, when I'm reborn / As a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn.

── ; LIGHT ON by maggie rogers. ....    Oh, if you keep reachin' out / Then I'll keep comin' back / 'Cause if you're gone for good / Then I'm okay with that / If you leave the light on / Then I'll leave the light on / And I am findin' out / There's just no other way / That I'm still dancin' / At the end of the day / If you leave the light on / Then I'll leave the light on / And do you believe me now / That I always had the best intentions, babe? / Always wanted to stay / And can you feel me now / That I'm vulnerable in oh-so many ways? / Oh, and I'll never change.

──  ; PICTURES OF YOU by the cure. ....  So much more than everything / Hold for the last time then slip away quietly / Open my eyes, but I never see anything / If only I'd thought of the right words / I could have held on to your heart / If only I'd thought of the right words / I wouldn't be breaking apart all my pictures of you.

──  ; PLAINSONG by the cure. ....    I think it's dark and it looks like it's rain, you said / And the wind is blowing like it's the end of the world, you said / And it's so cold, it's like the cold if you were dead / And then you smiled for a second / I think I'm old and I'm feeling pain, you said / And it's all running out like it's the end of the world, you said / And it's so cold, it's like the cold if you were dead / And then you smiled for a second / Sometimes you make me feel / Like I'm living at the edge of the world / Like I'm living at the edge of the world / It's just the way I smile, you said.

──  ; I RUN TO YOU by missio. ....  Oh, I run to you, I run to / You / I'll keep chasing you, keep chasing / You / I don't judge you, Love, I never have before / We make mistakes, we leave them by the door / I-I-I run to you, love / I-I-I run to you, love / I'll wait for you, I'll wait for / You / Don't quit on me, don't quit on / Me / Please trust me now, trust me / Now / I won't hurt you, Love, won't hurt you, / Love.

#[ CIRI / music. ] #barrelcrow #( #i wannamakea new tag for kaz so lmfao fdsfsd #i hate the one i had #ANYWAY ENJOY #)

[se-mia-bstract]

shrike by hozier is helnik but it’s also kanej and i can’t

‘remember me love, when I’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn’

matthias literally calls her love it kills me ever time

‘I couldn’t utter my love when it counted, ah, but I’m singing like a bird ‘bout it now’

‘I couldn’t whisper when you needed it shouted’

when kaz started more actively showing inej he cared she’d already determined to leave ketterdam

‘I was housed by your warmth and thus transformed by your grounded and giving and darkening scorn’

matthias’ whole world view literally changed when he met nina and she challenged his prejudiced beliefs

also SHE LITERALLY KEPT HIM WARM

#im weak #helnik #kanej #six of crows #crooked kingdom #kaz brekker #matthias helvar #nina zenik #inej ghafa #grishaverse #leigh bargudo #hozier

[lyricsonfire]

I COULDN’T UTTER MY LOVE WHEN IT COUNTED

AH, BUT I’M SINGING LIKE A BIRD ABOUT IT NOW

I COULDN’T WHISPER WHEN YOU NEEDED IT SHOUTED

AH, BUT I’M SINGING LIKE A BIRD ABOUT IT NOW

—hozier, shrike

#music #music recs #lyrics #song lyrics #song recs #hozier

[saintbleeding]

[ID: An 11-panel digital TMA comic focused on Jon, a thin, dark brown skinned person with greying curly black hair to his shoulders and dark brown eyes, and Martin, a fat, light-skinned person with freckles, red hair, and medium brown eyes. Both habitually wear glasses. The comic is overlaid with lyrics from Hozier’s Shrike.

Panel one: Martin stands by a bookcase, a statement in one hand, worriedly watching Jon, who is walking away with a suitcase in one hand and a boarding pass in the other. Text reads: “I couldn’t utter my love when it counted/Ah, but I’m singing like a bird about it now”.

Panel two: Jon, one hand reaching out, follows Martin into a darkened passageway. Martin is dressed in a three-piece suit with a tie pin in the shape of an anchor and coloured in a more washed-out palette. Jon’s hair is longer, he has more scars, and there are faint green eyes floating around him. Text reads: “I couldn’t whisper when you needed it shouted/Ah, but I’m singing like a bird about it now.”

Panels three and four: Panel three is a close-up of Jon accepting a plain white mug from Martin. Panel four is Martin and Jon sitting at a cafeteria table by a window on a clear day. Martin is gazing at Jon who is laughing, fiddling with a straw in one hand. Text reads: “The words hung above”

Panel five: Martin and Jon stand facing each other, both wearing sad expressions. Jon wears a duffel bag over one shoulder, the strap of which he is clasping with one hand. Behind them, Basira, Daisy, and Tim walk into a raging fire. Text reads: “But never would form”

Panel six: Jon and Martin lie dead in a field of grass. Jon’s regular scars are joined by extra bloodshot green eyeballs, but his expression is serene. Martin’s eyes are fixed vacantly ahead, and his shattered glasses stick into his head. There is a knife in Jon’s back and Martin’s right leg is bent at an odd angle, with bone and muscle exposed. Text reads: “Like a cry at the final breath that is drawn.”

Panel seven: Jon glares at Tim and Sasha who are leaning on a counter with their faces in their hands, looking admiringly at Martin who is sitting oblivious at a cafe table reading a book with a latte in front of him. A sign on the wall says The Serapeum Cafe. Text reads: “Remember me, love,”

Panels eight and nine: In panel eight, Martin, with longer hair, sits against a wall, one hand over his face, a tear rolling down his cheek. In panel nine, Jon leans over a balcony, smoking a cigarette. There is a cat sitting next to him.

Panel ten: Martin and Tim stand with beer bottles in their hands, Martin laughing and Tim singing. They have their arms around each other, and Tim’s other arm is around the shoulders of an unimpressed looking Jon. Behind them, a door bears a placard reading “Sasha James, Head Archivist”. Text reads: “When I’m reborn”

Panel eleven: Two images overlaid in alternating sections. One image is Jon and Martin’s kiss at the end of MAG 200, and the other is the two of them kissing in a field. Jon wears a deep red sherwani and Martin wears a blue three piece suit, a wedding ring visible on the fourth finger of his left hand. Text reads: “As a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn.” End ID.]

y’all i am once again being very very normal and well-adjusted about them

#the magnus archives #tma #jmart #jonmartin #teaholding #my #martin blackwood #jon sims #idk what else to tag lmao #also ! thank u to tired and horse and call for being so encouraging and wonderful during the fucking week and a half this took to do <3 <3 #they are cool good friends i cherish them #gore #body horror #blood #knives #smoking #fire #srry that this id is sparse i was tryna keep it as short as possible so ppl dont have to scroll past the frickin bee movie on this post <3 #also i hope this actually tracks slkdglksdgls #ok goin to bed bye

[nikossasaki]

deancas request ➤ shrike by hozier

i couldn't utter my love when it counted ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now i couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now the words hung above but never would form like a cry at the final breath that is drawn remember me, love when I'm reborn

#gif request #destieledit #destiel #castieledit #castiel #deanedit #spnedit #supernatural #spncreatorsdaily #adorkabledean #userannie #userdee #inacatastrophicmind #fieryfrankie #tvcentric #cinematv #spn gifs #*edits #6x20 #15x18 #13x04 #dean winchester

[astoldbygingersnaps]

oceans between us, the definitive playlist.

in honor of me finally finishing atonement au after nearly a year of watching the second chapter languish in my drafts, please enjoy a complementary playlist that you can find here.

tracklist is located beneath the cut:

❤️ chapter one ❤️

i. when i fall in love; nat king cole: when i fall in love it will be forever / or i'll never fall in love / in a restless world like this is / love is ended before it's begun.

ii. center of attention; jackson waters: but i'll take my time if you want to / and i'll give you whatever you need / and i’ll wait a life time to give in to you.

iii. it had to be you; ray charles: for nobody else gave me a thrill / with all your faults i love you still / it had to be you / wonderful you.

iv. animal; troye sivan: i want you all to myself / don't leave none for nobody else / i am an animal with you.

v. nevertheless (i’m in love with you); the mills brothers: somehow i know at a glance / the terrible chances i'm taking / fine at the start, then left with a heart / that is breaking.

vi. gravity; sara bareilles: you hold me without touch / you keep me without chains / i never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love / and not feel your reign.

vii. i’m confessin’ (that i love you); doris day: i'm confessin' that i love you / tell me, do you love me too?

viii. wildest dreams; taylor swift: i said, "no one has to know what we do" / his hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room / and his voice is a familiar sound / nothin' lasts forever / but this is gettin' good now.

ix. emotions; brenda lee: emotions, what are you doin'? / oh, don't you know, don't you know you'll be my ruin? / you've got me crying, crying again / when will you let this heartache end?

x. oceans; seafret: it feels like there's oceans / between me and you once again.

xi. i’ll never smile again; tommy dorsey & frank sinatra: within my heart, i know i will never start / to smile again, until i smile at you.

💔 chapter two 💔

xii. dancing with your ghost; sasha alex sloan: holding on too tight / head up in the clouds / heaven only knows / where you are now.

xiii. black coffee; sarah vaughan: i'm talkin' to the shadows / one o'clock till four / and lord, how slow the moments go / when all i do is pour / black coffee.

xiv. the chain; ingrid michaelson: my room feels wrong / the bed won't fit / i cannot seem to operate / and you, my love, are gone.

xv. sleepwalk; renee olstead: please come back and when you / walk inside the door / i will sleepwalk no more.

xvi. waves; mr. probz: wave after wave, wave after wave / i'm slowly drifting (drifting away) / and it feels like i'm drowning / pulling against the stream.

xvii. i’ll be seeing you; billie holiday: i'll find you in the morning sun / and when the night is new / i'll be looking at the moon / but i'll be seeing you.

xvii. after dark; mr. kitty: the night will hold us close / and the stars will guide us home / i've been waiting for this moment / we're finally alone.

xix. tonight may have to last me all my life; nancy wilson: leave a memory / to keep me company / tonight may have to last me all my life.

xx. come back when you can; barcelona: come back when you can / let go, you'll understand / you've done nothing at all to make me love you less / so come back when you can.

xxi. we’ll meet again; the ink spots: we'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when / but i know we'll meet again, some sunny day / keep smiling through, just like you always do.

xxii. shrike; hozier: i couldn't utter my love when it counted / ah, but i'm singing like a bird 'bout it now / i couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted / ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now.

xxiii. it’s been a long, long time; peggy lee: you'll never know how many dreams / i've dreamed about you / or just how empty they all seemed without you.

xxiv. moon river; frank ocean: two drifters off to see the world / there's such a crazy world to see / we're all chasin' after all the same / chasing after our rainbow's end.

xxv. at last; etta james: you smiled, you smiled / oh, and then the spell was cast / and here we are in heaven / for you are mine at last. 

#my fic #shiita #itashi #uchiha itachi #uchiha shisui #and to think i originally wasn't going to give these two crazy kids a happy ending #thank god alexa made me keep writing this

[hotchseyebrows]

hozier lyrics but they are just about penemily actually

"babe, there's something so lonesome about you, something so wholesome about you" - from eden

"we'll lay here for years or for hours, your hand in my hand, so still and discreet, so long we become the flowers" - in a week

"i've no language left to say it, all i do is quake to her, breaking if i try convey it, the broken love i make to her" - foreigner's god

"cause there's no better love that's laid beside me. there's no better love that justifies me, there's no better" - better love

"we tried the world, good god, it wasn't for us" - jackie and wilson

"if i was born as a blackthorn tree, i'd wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies" - nfwmb

"honey, you, you're atlas in his sleepin' and when you move, i'm moved" - movement

"i'd be the immediate forgiveness in eurydice, imagine being loved by me" - talk

"i couldn't utter my love when it counted, ah, but i'm singing like a bird 'bout it now" - shrike

"be still my indelible friend, you are unbreaking" - wasteland, baby

"when my time comes around, lay me gently in the cold dark earth, no grave can hold my body down, i'll crawl home to her" - work song

#im in a Mood aisnsjwjw #penemily #emily prentiss #penelope garcia #hozier #cm #cj.txt

[littlesmartart]

Your art brings me joy every day. Whenever I’m not feeling well, I just look at your happy aus and everything feels better. I hope this doesn’t sound like a weird question, but do you associate any Hozier songs with your favorite untamed ships?

oooh okay interesting question

I think like pretty much everyone else in the fandom, I have Feelings about Songxiao x "shrike" (I couldn't utter my love when it counted / Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now / I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted / Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now)

off the top of my head, there's something... interesting? sad? about the idea of "sunlight" as Xichen's perspective on Xiyao (Each day, you'd rise with me / Know that I would gladly be / The Icarus to your certainty / Oh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight) given ZZJ has described Xichen as JGY's "untouchable white moonlight" (BLUE/GOLD IMAGERY BABYBEEE)

I think "no plan" could work for very tired post-canon Sangcheng, particularly from Huaisang's perspective where's he's like "you're fucked up, I'm fucked up, maybe we should fuck" (Why would you make out of words / A cage for your own bird? / When it sings so sweet / The screaming, heaving fuckery of the world? ... My heart is thrilled by the still of your hand / It's how I know now that you understand)

"as it was" could be Mingjue's reluctant perspective on post-divorce Nieyao (And the sights were as stark as my baby / And the cold was as sharp as my baby / And the nights were as dark as my baby / Half as beautiful too)

AND HEY, IF YOU WANT SOME VERY PAINFUL XUANLI, TRY "WORK SONG" !!! (I just think about my baby / I'm so full of love I could barely eat / There's nothing sweeter than my baby / I'd never want once from the cherry tree / 'Cause my baby's sweet as can be / She give me toothaches just from kissin' me) bUT ALSO - (When my time comes around / Lay me gently in the cold dark earth / No grave can hold my body down / I'll crawl home to her) ......fierce corpse!Zixuan AU anyone????

and I don't actually ship xuexiao at all bUT "like real people do" does, objectively, fit them really well (So I will not ask you / Why you were creeping / In some sad way I already know / I will not ask you where you came from / I will not ask you and neither would you / Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips / We should just kiss like real people do)

#I'm not tagging the ships because this is just ~ opinions ~ #the untamed #thanks for the ask this was v interesting!! #I very aggressively assign songs to ships and AUs so if anyone wants to ask any more song questions please feel free #ask #anonymous