#florence <3

[witchwoodcrow]

And Every Cup They Brought to Me

A Birdie Moodboard

Inspired by Drink Deep by Florence + The Machine

[starrihan]

aaaaa hello munyeoreoz here, sending from my main blog 🥹 i'm glad you liked my leehan fic! i LOVED ur gongfourz blunt rotation fic and i reread it religiously 🫶🏻

oh my god hi!!!!

i didnt like it, i LOVED it ive been looking for longer leehan fics and yours just fell in my lap so thank you very much for writing it!! am i greedy if i say I need more ugh 😫

thank you!! that fic is one of my babies fr im glad you love it and reread it 🥹🫶🏽

[sapphicsports]

62 & 41 for your spotify wrapped please?

Thanks Florence!!

Live While We're Young by One Direction (Why. It's not even one of their best songs. Was past me okay.)

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Take My Hand by 5 Seconds of Summer

[fall-dog]

thinking abt these lines from florence + the machine... so r/s... i want to bite something

(big god, south london forever, hunger, no light no light, the end of love)

[chefsydney]

NICE

[staal-eric-archives]

Fluff prompt #34 for staallagher, please?

34. "My future has you in it. Everything else is just a bonus."

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Eric has to face it: it’s over. His hockey career is over. As much as it hurts to admit it, it’s the end of everything. He’s really glad he could end it on this note. Of course, he would’ve wanted to win the Gold one last time but he can’t say he’s not glad to have experienced that one last time. It felt like a last run or something. And he knows it.

He feels that he was so close to win another Stanley cup last year but at the same time, he feels at peace with everything. He’s not and immortal and he knew this was coming. It was a question of what and when.

“Is it really your final decision?” Brendan asks him a couple of days prior.

They are lying in bed, sometimes after the Olympics or something. He can’t remember the timeframe correctly. “I feel like you already know the answer.” Eric replies softly.

“I just want to make sure that... you know... you’re ok with it.” He knows that Brendan has been worried since he could not get any NHL contract or when he came back from Beijing. There’s also a lot of trace of the different things he’s trying right now: cooking, painting and gardening. Gardening seems like an option right now. But Gally is worried for him. “I don’t want you to regret it or anything because it’s a final decision...”

Eric should be devastated at this point but he knows deep down that it’s the end. He can’t do anything else. In hockey, at least, he can’t do what he would want but he knows something for sure. He brings Gally closer to him. “I don’t know what the rest hold. But I know one thing.”

“And it’s...?”

“My future has you in it. Everything else is just a bonus.” He tells Brendan as his boyfriend raises his head to look at him in the eyes.

Gally comes closer to his face and kisses him slowly. “I know you’ll find something. And you’re in my future too. Whatever you choose...”

“Yeah, you’ll be there and I will be there for you as your partner.”

“Partner.” Gally echoes as he rests his head on Eric’s chest. “Partners. I like the sound of this.”

Eric then kisses his hand as they stay there for the rest of the evening. Daydreaming about what the future holds for them. They just know one thing for sure: they are in this together.

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[starrihan]

you're so right about leehan's red hair suddenly i'm ovulating early and i'll gladly give him five kids HUH WHO SAID THAT

NO FR LIKE 😩

idk I think the brown hair after the blonde was too short lived however this red hair is just 💋

I need him to grow his hair out and then do a curly red man bun I think I wouldn’t shut actually explode

[gay-for-the-snz]

Thinking hard about Florence snz right now. Sure, she likes to tease the snzfuckers in her life, but also she is a woman who just induces for pleasure also. It's a pain that she rarely sneezes naturally, building up into nothing but a false start that fizzles out and leaves her unsatisfied. Inducing with a toothpick, or the edge of a handkerchief, or taking a pinch of snuff. The maddeningly dainty and girlish sneezes that eventually give way to something harsher and more growling if the irritation persists and she's lucky enough to induce long enough into something truly satisfying...