Hozier Stories

⚠️ strictly for kneegrows ⚠️ ~I haven't read many stories with much representation so I hope I can be that for some of you :) ••• Y/N is a 28 year old black woman. She is 5'11 and is thick 😩🤞🏾. She works as a geneticist at one of the highest rated hospitals in Chicago. She has just finished her ph.D and just wants to work for a bit. When work becomes too much, she turns to reading. She loves reading, it's like her getaway, but when she meets Andrew, will it be her only one? some chapters contain smut ⚠️🔞 ~ I will put a warning

I think I was inspired to write this after seeing Hozier perform live, he's relaxed when he performs, like he's someplace else.

"𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕, 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗." This will be a story of forbidden love intertwined with a customized type of Grumpy x Sunshine, there are obviously many tropes but these are the main ones. None of the Harry Potter characters are mine, all rights reserved to Warner Brothers, other then the obvious OCs that will be pointed out

Hi! This is a super short piece I wrote when I felt extra wlw lmao. Let me know how you like it! <3 (inspired by Take Me To Church - Hozier)

Hi! This is a book that will eventually be full of lyrics, at the moment it just has songs that have been stuck in my head. If you would like a specific song in here just ask and i will add it... All lyrics are from azlyrics.com and checked by me. CC*

- things that are on my mind - - - 🎀🍊🔆🦎🦋🪻 - - -

i walk my days on a wire (misc. and spam book)

[COMPLETED] "Why look at the moon, if I can't touch it? Why look at your lips if I can't kiss them." Two childhood friends and lovers grew up separately. With newfound knowledge of guitar, sexuality, and the internet, interacting isn't so difficult anymore. Or is it? minho and chan short story © chanswaffles started and completed april 2020

She was not meant to fall in love with a mortal. [COMPLETED]

this collection of quotes ( none of which are mine ) has been put together purely for the fact that I can " quote " my favorite sayings and lyrics with the pretty backgrounds. but if someone else finds something in it they like, all the better!

A Short Story About Love Describing About A Major Problem In India

Using research material from his book “ Lady Carnarvon’s Nursing Homes : Nursing the Privileged in Wartime and Peace” ISBN 978-1-905914-3-6 (2011) William Cross explores and appraises the brave contribution made by several woman aristocrats of High Society in nursing the wounded during the Great War both at home and in the theatres of war. Among the ladies featured are Nellie Hozier ( sister in law of Winston Churchill), Millicent, Duchess of Sutherland, Lady Angela Forbes, Hon, Angela Manners and Shelagh, Duchess of Westminster

"anyway to distract and sedate." she never really had a bad life, but she didn't have a good one either. he parents fought, they didn't have much money, so once she was 18 she was out. she doesn't have much but her most prized possession is her violin. she needs a place to stay, a job, and a new life. in that order.

After getting accepted into a prestigious music school in Ireland, Cody begins to follow her dreams of becoming a world class musician. This school brings both joy and drama, as she is faced with a near-impossible decision. Leaving her boyfriend, Chase, in Canada with a promise of everlasting love, Cody has to choose whether she wants to fulfil that promise, or reveal her growing feelings for a local folk singer by the name of Andrew Hozier-Byrne.

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😫🎵

As I walk into the dark night of the forest with only a lantern and a devotion inside me to find something buried, but finding something graceful. Setting my lantern down, as I do this it makes long and elegant shadows creeping up on the trees. I see a shadow on the ground that leads me to you. Slipping my hand between your head and the earth. I pick you up gently. Unsure, but, knowing I will not ask you where you came from. I will not ask you, neither should you. Stumbling, starting to collapse still having a ways to go before we get to the cabin. Finally getting there taking a deep breath, smelling the moisture in the air, looking up thinking how it could rain. I start taking you in to the bedroom, laying you down in the bed, and unfolding a blanket to cover your shaking body. After that, desperate to take a break I slammed my aching body onto the chair next to the bed. Not able to sleep,my brain is having a running marathon. I am not able to stop it. The sunshine pushing in through the blind. Warm wind comes gushing in I am enlightened with fresh air, taking a bite out of it. Gently opening my eyes, you were still asleep looking innocent and pure. I get up gently not wanting to wake you. I walk outside and sit down thinking, after a while. You come walking out looking for answers. Even when I told what happened you were still confused wanting to ask questions but in some sad way you already knew. After a couple of days you were still here unsure where to go but with no fear. Your eyes are still seeking and so are mean. We haven't talked, I don't even know your name. We just set on the porch and stare feeling like we know each other but knowing that's not it. Both wanting to ask questions but not wanting or knowing how to give answers. That's s why I will not ask you where you came from, I will not ask you, neither would you. Go listen to the song Like real people do by Hozier

"Oda!" I called your name 'til the fever broke.