New Buddie Fanfic Series - Love, Life and Adventures!
Part 6 is now available on AO3: "My Endless Love." - Buck and Eddie both have family functions to attend on their weekend off, so Eddie plans for them to spend Friday together on a cruise ship.
"My Endless Love."
7.7K Words; Rated: General Audiences
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Here's a romantically fluffy snippet with Eddie serenading Buck after they spent the morning and early afternoon on a romantic day date.
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As soon as Lionel starts singing, Eddie sings too. “My love, there’s only you in my life, the only things that’s right.” He continues as Diana sings the next part. “My first love, you’re every breath that I take. You’re every step I make.”
Buck listens and the lyrics cause him to gasp for several reasons. First, Eddie calls him my love and second, he’s Eddie’s first love and Eddie’s his and he feels so happy that his heart swoons. Third, he’s always known they can’t live without each other and it’s hard for him to breathe whenever they’re apart and this song depicts that perfectly.
He keeps singing the pre-chorus and the chorus along with Lionel and Diana. “And I, I want to share all my love with you. No one else will do. And your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, they tell me how much you care. Ooh, yes. You will always be my endless love.” After he finishes that part and while the piano plays, he glances at Buck and admits, “You’ll always be my endless love, Buck. Always and forever remember?”
“I do and you’ll always be mine. Always and forever!”
Eddie quickly returns his attention to the interstate and as he merges onto the 405 freeway from the I-710, he sings the next verse with the artists. “Two hearts. Two hearts that beat as one. Our lives have just begun. Forever (oh). I’ll hold you close in my arms. I can’t resist your charms. And love, oh love, I’ll be a fool for you, I’m sure. You know I don’t mind (oh), you know I don’t mind.”
Buck allows the lyrics to settle around him because he shares an endless love with Eddie and he trusts they’re going to be together forever. They’ve been emotionally intimate for years and now they’re in a romantic relationship which will be even more intimate after he proposes to him next month. He believes he’ll say yes and he can’t wait. And since this song perfectly describes the way they feel about one another, he wants them to dance to it at their wedding.
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Love, Life and Adventures!
Currently 6 works completed. 50K Words; Rated General Audiences and Teens and Up Audiences: This is a new FANON series I’ve created and titled “Love, Life and Adventures” and it’s adapted from the title of the photo album Thomas was making for Mitchell in 2x8 “Buck Actually.” In this series, Buck and Eddie are in a secret relationship and they will be going on dates and having a fabulous time as they get to know each other romantically. They’ve always been emotionally intimate but they’ll be dating and wooing the other one with surprises and romantic gestures.
I’m not sure how many fics will included but I do know I want to write about them having fun and enjoying their time together because they deserve it.
"Tell me a secret!" - 3.1K Words; Rated: Teen and Up Audiences: Buck and Eddie are in a secret relationship and they’ve only told one person they’re together. They’re planning to reveal it to their biological and found families soon but they won’t do it until they’ve had the chance to love, live life and share some adventures while they’re in the honeymoon phase.
“Islands in the stream, that is what we are!” - 6.9K Words; Rated: Teen and Up Audiences: Buck and Eddie go on a date and spend a romantic Saturday in Santa Catalina Island, CA.
“Love was made for me and you!” - 7.1K Words; Rated: Teen and Up Audiences: After Buck and Eddie’s 48-hour shift ends, they take a quick trip to Malibu, CA for a romantic day date.
“My love, take my breath away!” - 11.5K Words; Rated: Teen and Up Audiences: Eddie and Buck spend the day in downtown Los Angeles doing a food tour with 10 other people but they still manage to remain in their own little romantic bubble.
“You proved my fantasy of what love could really be.” - 5.6K Words; Rated: General Audiences: After working a 48-hour shift, Buck and Eddie take the short journey to Hollywood, CA for a romantic day date.
"My Endless Love." - 7.7K Words; Rated: General Audiences: Buck and Eddie both have family functions to attend on their weekend off, so Eddie plans for them to spend Friday together on a cruise ship.
Write a scene set in one of these locations. Some are settings for an apparently coincidental meeting that turns into a date; in which case you can use more than one location if needed.
Aquarium
Spa
Park or garden
Amusement park
Festival
Hotel--room, restaurant, spa, shop, conference, etc.
Temple or shrine (especially if they have a romantic or inspirational association)
Friendly Dates vs Romantic Dates: Navigating the Pros and Cons
Regarding dating, there are two types of dates: friendly dates and romantic dates. Each has advantages and disadvantages, and the perfect date style for you ultimately relies on your personality, tastes, and relationship objectives. In this post, we'll look at the distinctions between friendly and romantic dates to help decide which is right for you. "Friendly dates vs Romantic dates". So, let's begin.
Friendly Date:
A friendly date is a relaxed outing with someone you enjoy spending time with. This style of date is often low-key, with the goal of having fun and getting to know each other better. Hiking, visiting a museum, or having a cup of coffee are all excellent possibilities for a casual date.
Building Lasting Connections: Exploring the Benefits and Drawbacks of Friendly Dates
The Benefits of Friendly Dates:
Builds a foundation of friendship:
Low-pressure atmosphere:
Allows for a more genuine connection:
Variety of activities:
Builds trust:
One of the biggest benefits of a friendly date is that it helps you to establish a friendship-based connection. This sort of date is great for those seeking a long-term, meaningful relationship. You may lay a solid foundation for a romantic relationship by first getting to know each other and developing a friendship.
A friendly date also has the advantage of being more comfortable than a romantic one. There's no need to impress your date with a wonderfully romantic gesture. Instead, you may relax, be yourself, and spend time with someone you care about.
Overall, friendly dates may be an excellent way to connect with someone without the stress of a love engagement. By concentrating on friendship first, you may provide a solid basis for a deeper, more meaningful connection in the future.
The downfall of friendly dates:
Lack of romance:
An ambiguity of intentions:
Friendzone risk:
Limited physical intimacy:
Slow progression:
A friendly date, on the other hand, may not have the same amount of thrill or passion as a more typical romantic evening. A nice date may not be the ideal option if you're searching for an exciting, passionate experience.
Overall, the disadvantage of pleasant dating is the lack of romanticism and the opportunity for ambiguity. While friendship is crucial, if you want to pursue a love connection, you need to be honest about your goals and make a move.
Romantic Dates:
A romantic date is a more conventional style of date in which the focus is on establishing a romantic mood and connecting via intimacy and shared experiences. Dinner at a fine restaurant, a walk on the beach, or a candlelit movie night at home is common activities for this sort of date.
From Sparks to Soulmates: The Benefits and Drawbacks of Romantic Relationships:
The Benefits of Romantic Dates:
Intimacy:
Stronger emotional bond:
Opportunities for physical connection:
Shared experiences:
Fun and excitement:
One of the primary advantages of a romantic date is the opportunity to develop a strong emotional connection with your companion. Holding hands, hugging, and sharing intimate moments with your spouse can help you form a strong relationship with them.
Another advantage of a romantic date is that it may be really enjoyable. Romantic dates are intended to provide you and your companion with an exciting and thrilling experience that you will remember for a long time. A romantic date may be the way to go if you want a date that is both enjoyable and emotionally gratifying.
Overall, romantic dates may be an excellent method to form a deep emotional and physical bond with someone. Romantic dates may help develop a deeper and more lasting romantic relationship by providing opportunities for intimacy, shared experiences, and physical connection.
The Downfall of Romantic Dates:
Pressure to impress:
Unrealistic expectations:
Expensive:
Lack of authenticity:
Lack of substance:
A romantic date, on the other hand, might be high-pressure and stressful. The pressure to impress your date and make the evening perfect might be frightening for some individuals.
Overall, the drawback of romantic dates is the pressure to deliver a faultless experience and the danger of false expectations. While romantic dates are a great way to get to know someone better, keep in mind that a relationship founded only on romantic gestures and experiences may not be sustainable in the long run. It's vital to establish a balance between enthusiasm and honesty, communication, and a genuine want to learn more about the other person.
Which is better: Friendly Dates vs Romantic Dates?
Finally, the optimal sort of date for you is determined by your personality, tastes, and relationship goals. If you want to make a long-term, deep relationship with someone, a pleasant date may be the way to go. A romantic date, on the other hand, maybe more your style if you want an intense, passionate experience.
When it comes to dating, there are no right or wrong answers. What matters most is that you discover someone who shares your beliefs, aspirations, and interests and that you enjoy spending time together. Whether you go on a casual or romantic date, the most essential thing is to be yourself and have fun.
i want a man who reads me poetry, takes me to libraries and museums, go shopping with me, watch the sunrise and sunset with me, watch me while i look at the moon and the stars, talk to me endlessly about the things he love and absolutely hate, scream at me in that incredibly romantic and caring way, love me like there’s no other
Can you believe were getting a romantic lit dinner with Terry and Kreese this season? Like to think they’d be in this luxury restaurant in each other’s company just makes me feral 🥺️ I hope Terry pulls out Kreese’s chair for him and let’s him have every expensive meal/drink on the menu😭
DAY 6: “Can I uncover my eyes now?” “No, stop being impatient.” + Humor
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“Can I uncover my eyes now?” Merlin said, not two minutes after Arthur covered them.
Arthur rolled his eyes, but still got a jab in his stomach from Merlin. “I could hear that eye-roll,” Merlin grinned over his shoulder.
“Shut up. Stop being impatient, Merlin.”
They were outside, in the dead of the night, stumbling through the forest like lunatics. Arthur tried hard to make sure Merlin wouldn’t crash into trees, but branches are pesky little things. Merlin let out another hiss when a tree branch grazed his arm.
“You’re going to remove this blindfold, or I’ll burn it,” Merlin hissed, rubbing his arm. Arthur sighed, resigned. He was determined to keep the location a secret, to see Merlin’s reaction when he would realize where they were.
“Just a bit longer.” Arthur guided Merlin to a clearing, a familiar one. Not much had changed since the last time they were here. The river still flowed, the long grass still tickled their ankles, and the air still felt chilly and clear. Arthur had planned this right to the smallest details. He'd tried his best to recreate the night they kissed.
Arthur untied the knot to Merlin’s blindfold, letting it drop. Arthur saw everything, every expression that crossed his face. First, it was confusion, then realization sparked his eyes like the stars in the night sky. A brilliant smile crossed his features, giving it a manic edge. Then his eyes turned soft, dark in the moonlight.
Merlin met his eyes, face almost glowing in the starlight. “Prat,” Merlin muttered, drawing Arthur into a soft kiss. It’s been a month, but it still felt like the first time. Merlin’s kisses were eccentric- the softness of his lips contradicting the feel of his calloused hands framing Arthur’s face. His touch sent the same sparks, same feeling. He kissed like a man struggling for air, but sometimes they were soft and chaste and loving.
Arthur pulled back, resting his head against Merlin’s, relishing the warmth his body provided. “There’s more,” he muttered after a while of comfortable silence.
“Oh?” Merlin asked, fluttering his eyes open. Up this close, Arthur could see the faint blue of his eyes and the dim gold that freckled them. The darkness made it harder to make out anything else.
“Yeah,” Arthur said, “only if you have the patience to wait.”
Merlin’s lips twitched upwards. “The one lacking patience would be you, your royal highness.” Arthur shook his head because only Merlin could make it sound like “chamber pot.”
“None of that.” Arthur slipped his hand into Merlin’s, intertwining them. “I’ll have you know I’m plenty patient.”
“Funny,” Merlin smirked. “If I can recall correctly, you’re the one who unceremoniously crashed his lips to mine, instead of waiting until the laws were repealed, like we agreed.”
Arthur shrugged his shoulders. “Would you rather I had not?”
Merlin immediately shook his head, saying, “nuh-huh, kiss me again.” Arthur was more than happy to oblige.
Arthur dragged him to the picnic blankets he’d laid out this morning. Merlin raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Okay, which servant knows about us? ‘Cuz I definitely didn’t lay all this out,” Merlin said, sounding genuinely surprised.
“All me,” Arthur smirked, feeling proud. Merlin’s eyes widened, lips pressed in an impressed line. Arthur felt his pride soar.
“Impressive. Hard to believe, but impressive,” Merlin said and sat down. Arthur did the same. Arthur pulled out the fruits, bread, cheese, and tart cakes he packed from the basket. He laid it all out for Merlin to see.
“Are those apples and blueberry tarts? Who are you and what have you done to Arthur Pendragon?” Merlin narrowed his eyes in fake suspicion.
“The real Pendragon is rotting in my dungeons, Emrys. I’m here to kidnap you and make you my pet sorcerer,” Arthur lowered his voice for extra effect. Merlin gasped, his hands flying to cover his mouth.
Merlin froze and then lowered his hands, face morphing into a thoughtful expression. “Will there be blueberry tarts?”
“Plenty,” Arthur smirked.
Merlin shrugged, reaching forward to grab some. “I see no problem with this, then.”
They both stared at each other for a beat and then burst out laughing. Arthur loved moments like these. Moments where he could forget that he was King and Merlin was a powerful sorcerer, and enjoy the ridiculous company Merlin is. It was just them being completely, utterly, ridiculous.
“No, but seriously,” Merlin said, once they sobered up, “what do I owe this pleasure to?”
Arthur thought about it, “just for us. I wanted to show you something, but you have to wait.”
Merlin smiled a soft one smile and shrugged. “As long as I’m waiting with you. What is it?”
Arthur had to scold his heart for speeding up like that, especially when Merlin shifted over to cuddle with Arthur. His heart, obviously, did not listen. Merlin didn’t say anything about it.
“Well, you know that Astronomer that visited a few days ago?” Merlin nodded. He’d come with a visiting delegation from a kingdom of magic. Arthur had already made peace with the Druids. Now, he thought it was best to start with the neighboring kingdoms, too. Of course, the visiting delegation immediately recognized Merlin, and it was fun watching Merlin get all flustered and shy.
“He said a giant star would fall tonight, leaving a trail of ice. I wanted to watch, with you,” Arthur said and pulled Merlin closer. The night was getting colder. Merlin turned and gave a look so full of adoration, Arthur just had to kiss him again. “I don’t know how he knew, but…” Arthur trailed off, shrugging.
“He was a seer, remember? And he studies the sky for a living.”
And so they waited. They teased, bantered, kissed, ate, and teased some more. They watched the sky, but Arthur spent most of it watching Merlin. Sometimes, if he turned a certain way, it looked like the stars were embedded in his eyes, twinkling and shining. Arthur loved him, so much, that it felt amazing.
“I’d seen this before, in Ealdor, I think.” Merlin burrowed his head on Arthur’s chest. Sometime during the night, they’d laid down on the blanket, too tired to sit up. Arthur tightened his grip around Merlin’s waist, pulling him closer.
“Hm?” Arthur hummed, telling Merlin to continue. Arthur buried his nose in Merlin’s messy hair, breathing in the comforting scent there. Merlin smelt like home- like the forests, crisp and fresh. Oh God, Arthur loved him.
“I don’t remember much.” Merlin sighed. “But it was beautiful. I’m not sure if it’s the same thing.”
“Can’t trust you to remember much, anyway. It’s a miracle you remember your own name.”
For his efforts, Arthur got a mumbled, “shut up,” and a slap to the chest, followed by laughter. Worth it.
“As I was saying-” Merlin shifted, sliding his legs between Arthur’s, burrowing closer, “- it was a very big star, more like a chunk of rock or something. It left a trail of blue light behind, a long one. It was like a tail or something. It was beautiful.”
“That sounds impossible. Rocks? In the sky?” They would fall down to the Earth.
“I know. But it wasn’t a star, I’m sure. It was too big.” Arthur stared dubiously because it sounded ridiculous. This led to a fairly stupid discussion (read: argument) on whether there could be rocks in the sky. Merlin thinks the Sun and Moon are rocks, while they’re obviously just big stars. Arthur said that this giant “rock” is just a hoax or something.
“I have faith. Maybe it’s true,” Merlin said, shivering.
“Cold?” Merlin nodded. Arthur went to the basket and brought out another blanket, earning a kiss from Merlin. They snuggled close, exchanging kisses and jabs.
When the moon was halfway across the sky, Arthur gave up. It did put a damper on his mood, a big one, in fact. He wanted to show Merlin something pretty, something impossible. But it just didn’t happen.
“Hey, stop pouting,” Merlin said, poking at Arthur’s lower lip. He wore a small smile and leaned forward to press another kiss. “It doesn’t matter-”
“It does, though,” Arthur sighed.
Merlin’s eyes went all soft and adoring, his hands running through Arthur’s hair. “I’m happy, though. It’s been a while since I had this much fun,” Merlin confessed.
Arthur had to agree. The past couple of months were hectic. He got crowned King, Merlin showed him a side of himself which Arthur never knew about, they fought, made up, almost kissed, decided they weren’t ready, and then kissed again because Arthur couldn’t wait. Then there were the countless meetings and delegations and feats. In the end, they were both worn out and tired.
But Arthur wanted to, perhaps, maybe, try doing something romantic. He failed, obviously, and it was disappointing. Arthur wanted to see Merlin’s brilliant smile, hear his melodious laugh, lose himself in his eyes. Arthur hated the fact that he’d gone all soft, but Merlin made it all worth it.
Merlin sighed, letting his head rest on Arthur’s chest. “Alright,” Merlin said, raising his head again. “I could show you what I saw in Ealdor as a kid.”
Arthur considered it. If they wait for too long, they’d lose the night sky and won’t be able to see anything.
“How?”
Merlin smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. He raised an arm and wiggled it, “magic.”
Arthur chuckled, impressed. “I thought you said magic was to be used judiciously, or something like that.”
Merlin frowned, shrugging. “I think I can make an exception.”
Merlin rolled away from Arthur’s chest, resting beside Arthur. Arthur turned his head so that he could see Merlin. He inched his hand closer to Merlin’s because he missed the physical contact. Merlin wordlessly held Arthur’s hand and closed his eyes.
Merlin said something Arthur couldn’t quite understand, but when his eyes opened, they flashed a brilliant gold. It reminded Arthur of sunsets. Merlin's face twisted, eyes narrowing in concentration and effort. His grip on Arthur’s hand suddenly tightened, making Arthur jump.
“Merlin-” Arthur began to protest because Merlin’s grip suddenly slacked. Arthur’s stomach dropped, because what if Merlin hurt himself? He always pushes himself to his extent, poking and prodding at his limits.
Merlin turned his head to the side, his eyes tired. The corners of his lips twitched up, smiling lazily.
Arthur’s heart dropped. Arthur pulled him closer, cradling him in his arms. Oh God, what if Merlin really hurt himself? Arthur should have known that it was a bad idea. Dammit.
“Watch,” Merlin slurred. Arthur couldn’t take his eyes off Merlin. He could not; will not. It was his fault, and Merlin isn’t telling him what’s wrong- “If you miss it, I’ll never forgive you.”
Arthur reluctantly tore his eyes away from Merlin, clutching him closer. And, oh, oh. It was large, larger than a wishing star, but smaller than the moon. But it left a beautiful trial of white and blue, glittering like a million stars crowded in one area. It moved across the sky, and in about a couple blinks, it was gone, leaving behind a trail of white dust.
Not a few seconds later, a wishing star passed by. Arthur knew it was childish and stupid, but he closed his eyes and wished a wish.
Arthur turned his head to where Merlin was still watching the sky. Something heavy bloomed in his heart, something spectacular, magical. Arthur wondered what he had done to deserve Merlin- someone so beautiful, so magical, so, so- Merlin.
Arthur was shocked by the intense wave of emotions he felt. He swallowed past the lump in his throat, content to continue watching Merlin watch the night sky. Merlin turned, and soon they were staring at each other.
Arthur is very well aware that he looks like a love-sick fool, and for once, he doesn’t care. He wants Merlin to know, to understand, just how much he cares for him, how much he loves him.
So he did. Under the night sky, under the stars, right after Merlin did something that seemed so impossible, Arthur pulled him closer, delighted to have him in his arms. “I love you,” he whispered, and meant it with every fiber of his being. He’s never felt so deeply for anyone. He never let himself. But Merlin, sweet, loyal, impossible, Merlin, broke through every one of his walls and carved a Merlin-shaped hole in his heart. He wouldn’t have it any other way.
Merlin’s expression changed from droopy to delighted, smiling wide and lazy. Merlin leaned forward but couldn’t get far. But Arthur understood. He pressed his lips against Merlin’s, nipping at his bottom lip, sucking it. Merlin’s kisses got sloppier, and Arthur pulled back.
“I lov’ y’u to-'' Merlin began slurring, but Arthur understood. He placed a soft kiss on his forehead, heart about to burst. He tucked Merlin’s head under his chin, bringing the blanket up to Merlin’s chin. He tucked him in, weirdly comfortable sleeping on the ground, but it mostly had to do with Merlin being in his arms.
