"There is definitely a kind of wry smile to the work, but it takes place with a great shadow hanging over, I suppose, the end of the world kind of hanging over the album a little bit. But that is enjoyed in the best way possible."
Hii! I love your fics, and I had an idea based on almost (sweet music). Basically, reader has passed away and dad!Hozier, after coming home from work (or anything, really), hears their daughter in her room blasting the music he and reader used to listen to. I've had this idea for mooonthss now, but I don't have the writing skills to put it down myself 🥹 Thank you in advance!
Ahhhhh!!!! I’ve never thought of that!!! And I hope you enjoy it!! (I’ve never done a Fic. Like this and I also really struggle)
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I laugh like me again, she laughs like you
•dad! Hozier and daughter
-Warnings: sad Hozier, thinking of the past, listening to music.
(Also this picture make him look like a disappointed dad)
It’s been awhile since she has died and somehow they’re managing. But Andrew could help but feel empty with out her. It had already been a long day at the studio, his mind would not stop wandering for the life of him. He finally arrived home later at night. He unlocked and opened the front door, shutting it behind him, he let out a sigh of exhaustion. The house seemed quiet except for the slightly blaring music coming from his daughters room. It was music Andrew and she used to listen to. He smiled and shook his head, he set his things down and walked up the stairs to his daughters room. Once he was in the hallway he could hear the music a lot better. It was the song Andrew and she danced to at their wedding “Can’t Help Falling In Love with You.” By Elvis Presley. He leaned up against the door and softly smiled at the thought. Once the song finished he knocked on the door “Hey, my sunlight. It’s your da.” He said gently. The door opened and there stood his teenage daughter that had the perfect combination of her mother and him. She smiled and rushed into his arms giving him a long hug. “Hi da.” She said. “Hi, how was your day?” Andrew asked while embracing her warm hug. “Erm…. Tiring and stressful…” He softly laughed “Same here. Why were you listening to that song? You don’t even like that kind of music.” He couldn’t help but ask. “Well…. I honestly don’t know why, I guess it just helped me remember mom…” She said softly while pulling away from the hug. “Oh, I see.” He looked her in the eyes. “You have your mothers eyes.” He said softly. She smiles “I know….” The silences of grief fill the house for a moment, it was then interrupted by Andrew clearing his throat. “Erm… anyways, why do you tell me about your day over dinner?” She smiled and nodded “I would love to, da.”
Notes: sorry if it’s not that good, I’ve never done a Fic. Like this before! But anyways I hope you enjoyed!!!!!
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 😔)