Emerald & Ruby
Set during the Tusk tour in 1979. Stevie and Christine rediscover their irreplaceable bond at the start of a testing era in their lives.
Set during the Tusk tour in 1979. Stevie and Christine rediscover their irreplaceable bond at the start of a testing era in their lives.
I have been wanting to try this for a while, It is a story to do with present day Buckingham Nicks, but each chapter is inspired by a different song, I really hope you like it! and I hope it works!
Direct Sequel to Wide Open Spaces (AU) Newly re-married Stevie and Lindsey, their life with their three children (Callie, Dylan and Iris) and a new little one (or two!) on the way.
Follow Lindsey and Stevie as they marry and raise two daughters, Sara and Lily. Lindsey's POV. *This story was inspired by a one shot I did called Sunday Breakfast, though the timeline is slightly different*
Actions are louder than words; and adults must take responsibility for their actions.
Fanfiction crossover: King Kong/Buckingham Nicks Fleetwood Mac embark on their 2018 farewell tour but bad weather takes it's toll, leaving the band stranded on an island filled with unknown surprises. Rated M for strong language and adult situations
The year is 1994, a year after Stevie gets out of rehab for her addiction to the drug Klonopin. Stevie doesn't want to concentrate on making music because she wants to make a difference in the world for those are less fortunate. She begins the process of becoming a foster mother but some warn that this could be the wo...
Sometimes Stevie liked to go all out when she bought his birthday presents. Other times, she felt something smaller, more intimate, more knowing, was appropriate. And on special occasions, she liked to fuck with Lindsey’s head…
He talks about compartmentalization a lot. He also rambles about subtext and cycles and denial. She may as well go and read a thousand interviews spouting similar stock phrases and annoyingly pretentious words for all the good this talk is doing.
The most beloved people in Stevie's life have seemingly left. Is anyone going to come back?
Another Fleetwood Mac tour is set to begin. One drunken night disrupts the normalcy of everyone involved.
He was unfairly cute, his darling curls just begging to be messed up even further. Unfortunately, he had someone to do that for him already...
They were still for a long time afterwards. Stevie lay half underneath him, Lindsey’s quiet, deep breaths the only reality intruding on what was almost a perfect mirror image of a dream she was ashamed to admit she’d had not that long ago...
The first day after the news, she hears the door open as afternoon fades to evening, and she feels a rush of anticipation before realizing the one person she wants to walk through it won’t. Ever.
He was uncomfortable and she could see it. Every twitch, every fidget, every little glance towards the door all highlighted the fact that he couldn’t wait to be gone. Frankly, she couldn’t wait either. Everything about this moment felt wrong.
She very rarely felt weak - in mind or spirit, at least. However, as she curled up against his body, his arm coming to rest protectively around her, she could admit that she always felt stronger when he was beside her.
With her, it was easy. “Good morning, honey,” she said as he came downstairs for breakfast, bleary-eyed and unshaven.
Lindsey never bothered using the defense ‘we’re just friends’ when Carol Ann worked up the nerve to confront him about his relationship with his ex...
The first line they crossed breached the gap between friendship and romance. Their first kiss was not memorable, not anything special. But she always remembered it...
Sometimes she thinks such a superficial, temporary fix isn't even close to what they need. Other nights, as she curls up against his naked body, satisfied and exhausted, she wonders why she bothers pretending it isn't...
You’re not even touching him but you can feel his presence in the bed and it’s comforting and reassuring...
She can remember the time when she thought that being with Lindsey again after all this time would be the most frightening, disconcerting, unstable, unsafe thing imaginable for her...
1986, post Rock A Little. Tango in the Night production comes to a halt with devastating news.