#Songbird by Fleetwood Mac

[imfinereallyy]

“Sing me to sleep.” Steve mumbles, head falling onto Eddie’s chest. They’re lying in the back of Hop’s old pickup truck; he had sold it to Eddie not long after the van finally gave out.

Steve is drawing circles on Eddie’s shirt, following the constellations up above. Hawkins isn’t good for much, but nothing really beats the clear night skies during an Indiana summer.

Eddie hums above him, not even bothering to laugh at Steve’s request. Instead, the small huff of air sounds almost endearing.

They haven’t really talked about it, this thing between them. How they have been slowly drifting closer and closer to each other as the months pass. It feels almost inevitable, the two of them. But not in a bad way—not like a car crash or a meteor falling into earth. No, Steve and Eddie are inevitable, like in the way the sun will always eventually rise; how it’s always there in the darkness waiting to shine. How even in days of grey, eventually, the rays will peak through.

Steve and Eddie are like the sun always rising because the only thing able to stop them is the end of time.

Maybe it is a twisted way of viewing being bound by love, but Steve doesn’t care. He thinks it makes sense for them—he thinks it’s kind of beautiful.

“What kind of song do you want to hear?” Eddie doesn’t tease him. His voice is soft against Steve’s ears as he plays carefully with the ends of Steve’s hair.

Steve ponders for a moment what he wants exactly. Something nice? Something soft? Something about love?

None of it sounds right.

But then Steve tilts his head up, away from the stars, to stare at the beautiful boy before him—his Eddie, who is like the sun.

“Something warm.”

A soft smile breaks across Eddie’s face as he leans down to brush his lips across Steve’s hairline.

Steve’s eyes flutter in anticipation, but a kiss never comes. Instead he gets something better, feeling the brush of hot air across his skin.

“For you, there'll be no more crying…” Eddie starts to sing. Steve’s eyes finally fall shut, no longer caring about the stars, only needing to listen to Eddie’s voice.

“For you, the sun will be shining

Because I feel that when I'm with you

It's alright, I know it's right.”

[lizzy-bennet]

You’ll never get away from the sound of the woman that loved you.

[casthefallenangel]

Harry Styles Love on Tour (HSLOT) 2022 - tags to remember - part 4/5

part ♡ 1 ♡ 2 ♡ 3 ♡ 4 ♡ 5 ♡

[kitkatdoodlez]

Silver springs x ballad of songbirds and snakes

[evilrobotdog]

You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you

[larrylimericks]

12Jul24

Three hundred and fifty-six days Since last we saw Harry on stage, But tonight a duet! For Ms. Nicks’ Hyde Park set, And a Songbird who’s now flown away.

[weltonboys]

i love you i love you i love you

these violent delights - micah nemerever / songbird - fleetwood mac / queen of air and darkness - cassandra clare / pink in the night - mitski / this is how you lose the time war - amal el-mohtar & max gladstone / i capture the castle - dodie smith

[godshideouscreation]

💕Paid of💕/ MV

[thats-h0w-th3-light-g3ts-in]

Fleetwood Mac

• Arden Flavor Fresh Milk •

photographed by Sam Emerson in 1977

[phantombirds]

Track: Songbird

Artist: Fleetwood Mac

Album: Rumours (1977)

“That was a strange little baby, that one. I woke up in the middle of the night and the song just came into my head. I got out of bed, played it on the little piano I have in my room, and sang it with no tape recorder. I sang it from beginning to end: everything. I can't tell you quite how I felt; it was as if I'd been visited - it was a very spiritual thing.”

— Christine McVie (1943-2022)

Rest in peace, Songbird. Thank you. 🕊️❤️

[nightmarettd]

I'm always fighting for the snowbaird x Fleetwood Mac agenda

[hsonlyangelxo]

This will always be one of my fave covers of him. His angelic voice. Oh I love his high notes so much and when he sings so "soft". Like in boyfriends 🥺🥺🥺🥹🥹🥹🫶🏻

[popchoc]

Rest in peace, Christine McVie.

[stevienicksrarities]

Happy Birthday sweet songbird 🪽

[hopelessfandomfreak]

“And the songbirds keep singing, like they know the score”

- Songbird, Fleetwood Mac (x)

[wisteriaphilia]

John's bird (?) tattoo isn't talked about enough...