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Farm witch friends, you have done the coven proud.
We've got so many good recs it's going to take a few weeks to share them all!
Starting with these that were recommended more than once, if you haven't spend some time with these fan favorites, you should check them out now! And leave the authors some love, of course.
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Everyday Magic (houdini74/@mostlyinthemorning)
Each magic story is so unique, so sweet, so... D&P! 
I couldn’t pick just one of these wonderfully variable scenarios that all include just a little (or maybe a lot of) magic added to the perfect scene setting and banter. 
Favored Nations (@blueink3)
ALL OF IT! It’s my go-to when I’m feeling down, when I need to revise our boys. The characters, writing, and plot are all amazing. 
Amazing world building, very in character slow burn.
The ultimate slow burn, the perfect love story set amongst the wonders of Broadway and NYC.
It’s just so, so good!  I am a sucker for secret romance fics, and this one has that and so much more.  Add in some Shakespearean theater with a twist and just the right amount of angst and sexiness, it’s just perfect! I love it so much.  
This author knows David, Patrick, and the NY theater world inside and out. The volume and level of specificity, volume, tenderness, anxiety, and love of these characters and worlds is astounding. The characterization is so vivid, it's the easiest fic to forget isn't canon.
Fifteen hundred miles (morehuman)
I go back to this fic a lot! I just love the idea of them both challenging themselves and finding out what they are capable of.
The most incredible journey, a gift to go along with them in it.
I carry these heart-shapes only for you (@ladyflowdi and @ships-to-sail)
I love this transportative, visual feast of historic fiction. Luscious WW2 Paris is so vividly portayed and David’s wild, wealthy, LGBTIQ+out flamboyance juxtaposed to the farm-boy turned military-man Patrick is sexy and sweet. It undoes me every time. I actually first came to the piece via FairManor’s outstanding podfic. Both the text and the podfic are high art. It’s not just one of my favorite fan-fics. It’s one of my favorite stories of ALL time in any genre. I read/listen and I am at the Gaston, riding on the back of Patrick’s motorcycle, kissing in windmills, eating crepes, touring junk shops & dancing naked to 40’s blues. I’d give anything to see this as a film with Dan & Noah & cast. I want a leather bound print copy of it. Also - The epilogue is progressive, heartbreaking thoughtful genius. I’ve just finished rereading & listening to it again. Each time there are new Easter eggs to be found. Joyous. 
It's just the most beautiful piece of writing ever written. Descriptive, lyrical, hot, stunning, heartbreaking. It has everything. 
I’d swing with you for the fences (@nontoxic-writes)
Achingly sweet and fluffy all set in the perfect baseball/famous AU with secret relationship AND musician Patrick. I come back to reread this one a lot!
What isn't there to love?  Baseball, long distance relationship, sex, songs, coming out to the parents, coming out to the team, coming out to the world, excellent use of side characters....I could go on and on.  There are so many amazing fics out there, but I've read this one at least a dozen times! 
Incorrect (@lisamc-21)
You can hear David saying it, but now picture the Maldives.
A beautifully written story of our boys meeting on vacation. Their trip is so sweet and so hot, and when they say goodbye, it's heartbreaking. The twist- they are both famous in their own worlds but don’t recognize each other so don’t realize who the other has hooked up with. When their week ends, they try to maintain a long-distance friendship as they learn who the other is. What was a hot hookup becomes a slow burn, and it’s amazing!!
The Last Rose Video (@distractivate)
Gorgeous writing, the perfect mix of canon and AU, clever plot, great dialogue.  The fic I read over and over.  It’s as comforting as a warm blanket. 
Swoon. SWOON.
Strike Anywhere (@madlori)
Hot firefighters. Hot sex. Hot romance. But like in a Sandra loves Keanu sliding out of a speeding bus kind of way.
Hot hot hot!  That’s the first work. Then- the author developed a prequel that is also hot but is also funny, loving, sweet. Love fireman Patrick!
This enemies-to-lovers-to-secret-husbands story featuring Patrick Brewer as a firefighter, is deliciously tropey and blazing hot, but also it’s written with such authentic emotion and perfect banter that it keeps me coming back to read it whenever I need a mood lift. 
Such great heights (@likerealpeopledo-on-ao3)
Great story, the very best jokes, and the wedding date chapter is so good it would work as a stand alone fic. 
It's got the mother of all fake dating scenarios, and Stevie in this in among the best I've ever read her. It's also very very funny. All the times when they say Feel The Air crack me up every time!
Sustineo (@rockinhamburger)
This is a perfectly paced one-shot AU that builds a world in which David is a brilliant, stormy, reclusive artist whose whose treatment by the press (and one Sebastien Raine) has made him unwilling to engage with the world…. Until he meets an intuitive and kind art writer who sees him for everything that he is (and can be). All of characters here are perfect and I love the descriptions of David’s art. 
Incredibly hot art fic.
You can fall (sweetsirius/@wordthieve)
It takes the David and Patrick rescue each other theme of the show and makes the stakes even higher. Plus it's just a genuinely beautiful piece of writing.
The story arc and pacing are fantastic. I love how David and Patrick's relationship develops and how Patrick learns to open himself up again after grief. It's incredibly well written. I've read it so many times, from full read thrus to dipping in and out of my favorite moments and chapters.
Patrick is so heartbroken, but then he meets David. So romantic, and feels lived in.
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typicalaveragefangirl · 11 months
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hiiiii, friends. this is a really anxiety-inducing post for me to make??? but i am looking for a beta reader.
i have been reading schitt's creek fic almost exclusively for the last year or so, and over the last few months i've slowly but surely been working my way through writing my first fic in the fandom. it's a gilmore girls au (where david and patrick follow luke and lorelai's story at the end of season 4/beginning of season 5 with rose apothecary opening instead of the dragonfly).
for a long time i figured i'd never actually finish it so i haven't posted anything yet, but now that i'm 33k words and 13/~15 chapters in, i thought it might be helpful to have another set of eyes on it and my usual beta readers aren't in these fandoms. i have no strict timeline planned so no rush to get through all of it quickly.
so if you like to proofread and love SC and/or GG and/or just wanna make sure i didn't write something 3 months ago that i contradicted last night because i forgot what i wrote, dm me pls 🥹 username is the same on ao3 if you want to look at any of my other stuff first x
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vanillahigh00 · 4 months
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WIP Word Search
Tagged by: @hgejfmw-hgejhsf and @indestructibleheart. Thank you so much friends! 💜
RULES: use this generator to generate three random words (or however many you'd like to do!) and share the lines where they show up in your wips!
My words are:
bell
This comes from a Valentine's Day fic I started writing over a year ago that is sitting in my google drive called Secretly Admiring You (Schitt's Creek). It needs some rework and is not betaed. This is rough... be kind!
David walked across the street and correction jogged as the cool December wind whipped across his face. He quickly unlocked the store and turned up the heat before filling in any product display holes. It was just after 9am when the bell sounded, indicating David had a visitor. With product in hand, David emerged to the storefront, discovering a pair of honey-brown eyes staring back at him. 
“Hello,” Mr. honey-brown eyes said, his voice just as warm and inviting.
“Hello, can I help you find something?”
“I’ll just take a look around if that’s okay.”
“Sure, I’ll be outback if you need anything. My name’s David.”
The man moved closer and extended his hand. “Patrick. My name’s Patrick. I’m new in town.”
David felt a shot of excitement run through his body at this revelation. “Oh, lucky you. Welcome to Schitt’s Creek. What brings you here?”
“A change of scenery.”
“Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but there isn’t much to see here.”
“I’m not so sure about that.” 
transfer
I have nothing for the word transfer. Sorry!!
thank
This comes from a future chapter in "I've Been Searching For You (Schitt's Creek)." Be gentle... this is rough also.
Rachel furrowed her eyebrow, crossing her hands over her chest. “I’m not sure if I should be thanking you or just upset you were putting this off like you have everything else in our relationship.”
“Rach-”
Rachel put a hand out to stop him from continuing. “Please head to work. I’m going to pack up some clothes and start the drive back home.” Rachel turned on her heel toward their bedroom.
No pressure tagging as I'm not sure who has already done this in no particular order: @apothecarose @chelle-68 @dinnfameron @demora00 @hullomoon @jettestar @jesuisici33 @leofdaeg-sand @lizzie-bennetdarcy @missgeevious @mudbloodpotter05 @ohhhelloyou @obsessedwithdavrick @statueinthestonetoo @smblmn @seadeepy @themelancholyvegetable @vamprayne @sspaz1000 @hippolotamus @stereopticons
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smallumbrella369 · 10 months
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Fic Rec Friday
This week’s theme: Rec a fic that starts with the same letter as your user name (Or, if you like, a part of your user name.)
The rules: Tag the fic and describe why it’s so good/how it has a hold on you. Then, tag some people to see what everyone else is reading. Please tag @welcometololaland or tag #fic rec friday so they can compile a master list on Sunday.
Thank you @lizzie-bennetdarcy @mallpretzles for the tag 🥰
I’m going to rec Sustineo by @rockinhamburger
David is a world famous contemporary artist who has become a recluse. Patrick is an art critic that interviews him. 
This gorgeous piece of writing has a astonishing amount of depth for having a word count of just 10k. I love it for so many reasons. It’s deeply achy. You’ll feel for David in your bones. Patrick as an art critic is soothing in his manner and his intelligent questioning. It’s art. It’s artists. It’s the meaning and motivation behind artistry. And laced through that is their developing relationship. I swoon every time. 
I’ll tag @meadowharvest4856 @flowerfan2 @statueinthestone @five678patty @apothecarose @treluna4 @apothecarypants
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meadowharvest4856 · 1 year
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@schittscreekdrabbleblog, here's my first spin around the block! ** “Hey,” he hears his husband whisper. “How are you feeling?”
Patrick winces. His head is cloudy and aches radiate through his body. None of this is fun.
“None of this is fun,” he mumbles.
“It’s not supposed to be fun,” David says. “You’re supposed to rest and get better.”
Patrick nods faintly. “What’s your pain level?” David asks. 
“Six.”
David nods. “It’s almost time for your meds. Now where’s one place it doesn’t hurt?” Patrick raises his pinky, and as his eyes close, he feels soft kisses pressed to his little finger, from knuckle to nail.
He smiles and sleeps.
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Patrick Brewer's rookie season with the NHL is kind of a disaster and his personal life has fallen apart, but everything changes one fateful night on the roof of a New York City hotel.
OR: How Hockey!Patrick Met the Love of His Life
READ IT ON A03.
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All the details about that night mentioned in breakaway:
David will never know whether it was luck or fate that had sent rookie player Patrick Brewer out to the hotel hot tub in search of some peace and quiet to think that night. But he absolutely knows that Patrick saved his life, both by dragging his passed out under-all-the-influences ass out of that water when everyone else had left him, and by staying by his side every day since. 
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amazingmsme · 6 months
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What Siblings Do
AN: Yes yes, late again, don’t be expecting that to change lmao. But this is a Schitt’s Creek fic I started awhile back to fight the writer’s block & I’m so happy I got to include it for tickletober! Here’s day 15, hope ya like it!
The Rose family was not a tight knit, overly affectionate one. Even as children, the siblings were distant from one another, preferring to play with their expensive toys alone or with their respective friends. When Alexis started to toe the line of puberty, she set out on her world-wide bender that lasted throughout her middle and high school years. David was already on his own in New York, his sister merely a footnote in his thoughts.
When they lost everything and their lives essentially flipped upside down, they only just began to realize they may not be the perfect, happy family they thought they were. Money can buy a lot, but memories are forged from your actions, or lack thereof.
Alexis thought she and David were normal brother and sister, that their contempt and annoyance with each other was common and didn't border on hostility. After being forced to spend so much time with him, she's grown to enjoy his near constant presence, and wondered why she'd ever shut him out. But then he'd say something snide and bitchy and she was promptly reminded. But David was smarter than he gave himself credit for, and she had to admit he could be hilarious. (She couldn't let on that she thought that; the last thing he needed was an ego boost.)
It was the middle of the afternoon, and she was hanging in the motel lobby to fight off her boredom. Stevie gave up on passing her Candy Crush level and shifted her full attention to Alexis's nonstop rambling and the occasional question. She must've read something in her expression, because her next words threw Stevie for a loop.
"I hope I'm not coming off as, like, an entitled whiny brat trying to brag. But I just miss the way things were when we had money. Things I never even considered as a luxury before, I can't dream of having now," she said dejectedly.
Stevie shook her head, eyes wide. "No, I-I don't think that at all. I mean, you are an entitled whiny brat, but so is David," she said, smirking when she saw a fleeting smile grace the other's face.
"Thanks."
"I mean, you can't really help it. You guys had a lot of money, so you lived like rich people. You never knew this would happen, so it's okay to miss it. Hell, I miss it and I don't even know what that's like."
Alexis nodded, taking in her words. "Yeah, but I guess if anything good's come from it, I don't think I've ever been closer with my family."
"Hm, I can see that. No offense, but none of you seem like the... touchy feely type," Stevie said, vaguely waving her hand in her direction. Alexis giggled and rolled her eyes.
"Well you're not wrong there. I can't help but wonder what it's like to have, like, a normal childhood," she wondered aloud, leaning on the front desk.
Stevie hesitated before she spoke. "Weeell, when I was a kid, we played outside a lot." Alexis listened intently, leaning farther over the counter. Stevie let out an amused huff as she continued. "We'd get dirty and someone wound up hurt most of the time. We got into a lot of trouble," she admitted, chuckling. "Even though I can't really stand my cousins now, we had some good times, back in the day."
"Aww, that's so sweet! So like, what would you guys do? Any favorite, memories you'd like to share?" she asked in her usual inquisitive, bubbly manner.
Stevie thought for a moment, a smile forming on her face. "We'd go skinny dipping in the creek during summer. But only after it rained," she specified, the two of them succumbing to a short lived giggle fit. "We had a few sleep overs. We just did normal kid shit like watch movies and play games." She paused and chuckled, shaking her head. "There were some pretty brutal tickle fights. But I'm sure you know all about that, being the youngest," she teased.
Alexis cocked her head. "Mm noooo," she said, stretching her arm out and leaned away from the counter.  "Should I?" she asked, knees slightly bent and arms tucked close like she does when she's nervous about something. Stevie looked her up and down, brows furrowed.
"Are you trying to say you won against David growing up? 'Cause that doesn't really seem likely if I'm being honest," she deadpanned.
When she didn't answer, Stevie dropped the sarcasm. "Alexis... have you and David ever had a tickle fight?" she asked, genuinely curious. She thought for a moment, shook her head, paused and hummed to herself before shaking her head again.
"Nnno, not really. Maybe when we were like, really little, but nothing more than a poke here or a squeeze there," she explained. Stevie looked at her, something akin to pity in her gaze as she tried to think of something to say. It made Alexis fiddle with her hair as she whined. "That's not weird, right?"
Stevie froze like a deer in headlights. "No," she replied, a little too late.
"Mmmm really?" she asked skeptically. "'Cause you're acting like it's weird, and it's making me feel weird, 'cause, like, were we supposed to?"
"Well- I- obviously, it's not for everyone," she struggled to put her mind at ease.
"Why do you keep looking at me like that?"
"Like what?"
"Like, I don't know, like I'm one of those dogs on the sad commercials."
Stevie shrugged. "I don't know. I guess, I'm just a little sad for you guys," she said honestly, her hands shoved in her pockets. Apparently that was the wrong thing to say.
"Oh my God, it is weird!" she cried, grabbing a fistful of hair. Stevie shook her head frantically, mouth slightly agape.
"I didn't say that!" she insisted.
Alexis heaved a sigh. "You didn't have to."
There was a long stretch of awkward silence. Stevie finally spoke up. "You know, it's never too late. And I saw David get back like an hour ago, and most of the guests are out for the day," she hinted. Alexis picked up what she was laying down, and a bright grin stretched across her features.
"Thanks Stevie, you've really been a huge help. On an unrelated note, I think I'm gonna go," she said, already at the door.
"Uh huh," Stevie grinned as she watched her leave and walk down the sidewalk through the window. She muttered a silent prayer for David, hoping he'd forgive her for whatever hell she unleashed upon him.
When Alexis burst into their room, David was laying on his bed eating Doritos and talking on the phone.
"Why have we never had a tickle fight?" she demanded, slamming the door behind her. David jumped out of his skin and started choking. Alexis could hear Patrick on the other line asking if he was okay until he composed himself enough to answer.
"I'm fine, Alexis just- barged in here and said the most atrocious thing I've ever heard so I started choking on my Doritos!" Patrick hummed in understanding. Ah, so that's what all that crunching was.
Alexis stared down at him, arms crossed. "That's not an answer!"
David groaned. "I'm sorry babe, I have to go. I'll call you later." He didn't wait for Patrick to say goodbye before hanging up. "Are you out of your mind? I was on the phone!" he yelled at her, standing up from his spot on the bed.
"Oh come on David, I've walked in on much worse," she teased. He huffed in frustration, running his hands through his hair.
"What even brought this up? The last time I just acted like I was going to tickle you, you hissed like some demon and flipped me off."
"Well, yeah, but when was the last time you actually tried?" she asked in exasperation.
David blinked a few times as he realized he didn't have an answer.
"I... don't know."
"Don't you think that's weird?" she asked, staring at him expectantly. Hopefully.
He shrugged, "No."
"Well Stevie got this look on her face when she found out, and she said she thought it was sad!"
Oh, so this was Stevie's fault. He was going to kill her. "It's only weird cause you're making it weird!"
"So you really don't feel like we missed out on something?" she asked, something accusatory in her voice.
"No! And honestly, I wish you'd just drop it!" he snapped, throwing himself back on the bed. He turned his attention back to his phone, thumbs flying across the screen. He didn't notice his sister creeping towards him, which would utterly be his downfall. He looked up just in time to see Alexis looming over him, and let out an ear piercing scream.
In the lobby, Stevie muttered to herself as she idly clicked around on the computer, "Wow, that was fast."
Next door, Johnny's head snapped up in alarm when he heard his son's scream, but his nerves were set at ease when it was followed by loud laughter. Moira on the other hand, didn't seem to bat an eye.
Back in their room, Alexis was already laughing as David flailed on the bed, holding her hands and pushing against her with all his might. She had the high ground and ultimately won the upper hand when she twisted out of his grip and shoved him on his back.
"Alexis! Alexis nohoho!" he immediately broke, having no resistance against the feeling. She was scribbling up and down his sides, finely manicured nails sending ticklish shocks through his whole body. He rolled onto his side, curling in a tight ball as he swatted at her persistent hands.
"Wow David, who knew you were so ticklish?" she taunted, pinching around his torso sporadically, leaving him in a fit of jumpy giggled, shrieking each time her hand made contact. “I really missed out! Oh well, guess I just gotta make up for lost time!” she chirped happily, kneading her brother’s stomach as if she were a cat making biscuits. Needless to say, it was very effective.
“Nohoho you dohon’t! AHAHAHA!” he screamed and arched his back when she poked his bellybutton. A devious grin spread over her face as she wiggled her fingers above him. He didn’t know why, but felt warm and fluttery inside. He hadn’t played with Alexis like this in… okay he’s never played around with her like this, but something about it felt somewhat adjacent to fun. He tried to banish the thought from his mind, but was beaten to the punch when she started squeezing his hips, sending him into mad cackles.
“Ohohoho fuhuhuck you!” David snapped as she began squeezing his thighs. That had no right being so ticklish.
“You know, you’re not really doing much fighting in this tickle fight,” she teased smugly, hands continuing down and latching onto his knees. David screeched and kicked, but to no avail.
Hold the phone.
“Ihihi cahahahan doho thahahat?” he asked incredulously through his laughter. Alexis scoffed in annoyance as if it were obvious, which, to her,
“Duh, it’s called a tickle fight! You’re supposed to try and defend yourself!” Apparently, that was all the permission David needed.
He mustered up the strength to turn over and shoved his hands under his arms. She let out a shrill squeal, falling on her back as she fell victim to bright, bubbly giggles.
“Ha! And you tried to say I was bad?” he mocked, enjoying how the tables turned. That made her snort, followed immediately by a shriek.
“Dahahahaviiihihid!” she whined, grabbing a pillow off the bed and shoving her face in the cushion. Her laughter was muffled, but only slightly.
“What’s that? Sorry, I can’t understand you, you’re laughing too hard,” he teased, scribbling over her neck. She yelped, biting her lip in an attempt to hold back her laughter, but to no avail. He looked down at her and smiled. He doesn’t remember the last time she looked so carefree and happy. Her hair was tussled in a way she would’ve been appalled by, her cheeks were flushed a bright pink, her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but most importantly, she wore a smile that stretched from ear to ear. David smirked down at her. “Or maybe just take that pillow out of your mouth.” She flipped him off.
He gave a dramatic gasp. “Well that’s not nice! I guess someone needs to be taught some manners!” He went to attack once more, but the predator became the prey.
Next door, Johnny Rose had been trying to read the same newspaper article since their tickle fight began. Don’t get him wrong, he loved the fact they were bonding! But did they have to bond in such a loud manner? His brows furrowed in concern when he heard a shrill scream followed by begging and screaming for help. He set his paper aside and made to stand.
“Ah ah, what do you think you’re doing?” Moira asked, brush combing through one of her many wigs. John gestured wildly to the door.
“He asked for my help! It sounds like there screaming bloody murder in there!” he exclaimed, pointing to the door behind him that connected the two rooms. Moira gave him a look
“John, they’re adults, they can fend for themselves. Besides, Alexis borrowed a necklace without asking, and David blew me off for dinner to go see Patrick. So I say let them tickle torture each other to their heart’s content,” she chirped, unbothered by the sounds next door.
Johnny sighed, defeated. “Okay, if you say so.” It was probably another 10 minutes before they settled down.
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apothecarypants · 1 year
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Whisper
“Good night, Patrick,” David says softly before walking away.
“Good night, David,” Patrick says, touching his lips.
“Good night, David,” Patrick repeats to the closed motel door, picturing the man on the other side getting ready for bed. What would he wear? Would he shower first?
(David, naked, rivulets of water running down his body)
“Good night, Patrick,” he says sternly to himself, starting the car. Leaving before he does something insane like knock on the door.
Home, in his own bed, Patrick whispers urgently as he feels his climax coming.
“oh god good night david good night oh fuck”
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jesuisici33 · 1 year
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Flowers
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Before he was surprised with the wonderful lip sync and dance, Patrick made David use an olive branch to open the store early. Patrick lied saying he hadn’t been able to sleep in since the opening of the store, despite him being an early bird naturally. He wanted to lightly torture David a little bit.
As he went to his small desk in the back late morning, a surprise greeted him: a small vase with flowers. Smiling softly, he dragged his fingers lightly through the petals, an unknown feeling coursing through him.. No one had ever bought him flowers before. 
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rmd-writes · 1 year
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For the @schittscreekdrabbleblog prompt: ECHO + bonus word COSY
David’s head hits the tiles behind him as Patrick does something truly spectacular with his tongue, hollowing his cheeks and bobbing his head up and down repeatedly.
His orgasm takes him by surprise, rolling through him like a tsunami, the waves of pleasure almost overwhelming. David’s legs are shaking, his blood is fizzing in his veins and the only thing keeping him upright is the almost bruising grip Patrick has on his hips as his moans echo throughout the bathroom.
After, he sits, wrapped in his cosy bathrobe, as Patrick applies his skincare for him, kissing David between each step.
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Our farm witch friends really delivered with their faves last month and we're here this week to share the last of that list. Thank you to everyone who responded to pass along the fics you love and help keep this fandom reading (and writing)!
Check these community fave works out and leave the authors some love!
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Bound by symmetry (barelypink) “I am and always will be a sucker for a slow burn. This one is a diamond.”
Goodwill (@spiders-hth-is-an-outlier) “I don't know why I love this as much as I do. It's really sad, but also really joyful. It unfolds so beautifully. I love all the introspection. And the socks. I'll always love the socks.” 
If not now (MoreHuman, swat117) “There is no truer test of a relationship than all the time in the world.”
If you say run, I’ll run with you (upbeat) “Wonderful, different take on the wedding.”
Language of Love (pandorasdaydream) “This series takes the 22 min tv episodes and fills in the moments we don’t see. David and Patrick are fleshed out, while staying true to Dan Levy’s characters. The series is beautifully written and developed.”
Left unsaid (@treepyful) “A very detailed day in the life of a rare pair in the Fandom. Like, so so detailed. But every word is glorious and intentional, and somehow, though there's only like 6 words of dialog in the entire fic, so much gets said. Also, there's one of the most incredible descriptions of a thunderstorm that I've ever read.”
Neither snow, nor rain (middyblue) “Christmas slow-burn.”
Post hoc ergo propter hoc (various) “I love all of the installments in this political AU because I liked the West Wing a lot but it was never queer enough. This series has all the humor and dialogue and romance and Queer Feelings (tm) you might ever wish for in a beltway workplace drama, plus President Johnny Rose and Stevie Budd as his (eventual) chief of staff.” 
Prismatic (thetrustytaco) **WIP**  “You only see b&w until you get close to your soulmate! Gah! Not finished but so good so far!!”
Sleepless (@wellschitt) “This fic is funny, sexy, and full of heart, and at just over 10k, it's the perfect length for a reread (or in my case many, many rereads) when you need a quick pick me up on a stressful day.”
Time until the end of time (@ships-to-sail, yourbuttervoicedbeau (@kiwiana-writes)) “I've been into the idea of a waiting room on the way to the after life for a long time, and this piece totally does our characters justice. If you have an ache in your life, it will knead it and might even heal you a bit.”
Value added (theMaura) “Short. Hilarious.”
Vampires Are People Too! (@petrodobreva) “It's a rare thing indeed for a fic author to create a unique, fully realized alternative world while still holding on to the spirit of the canon work that we all know and love, but that's exactly what petrodobreva manages to pull off in this teen vampire AU.” 
Winning the Game (@ladyflowdi) “One of the most hilarious laugh-out-loud fics in the fandom.” 
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five678patty · 1 year
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Necklace
Patrick's hands are things of beauty. All slutty and come hither. The entirety of Patrick's body is alluring. From his solid thighs that flex around David as he fucks between them, to his thick cock that fills him so exquisitely. That gorgeous hole thirsty for his fingers, his cock, his tongue. And a mouth that expertly teases David in every way imaginable.
But David can’t stop thinking about Patrick’s hands and their prominent veins. Beautiful and blue. 
He wants them around his neck. 
He knows it needs a conversation. 
So not now, while orgasming and spilling over those hands. Tomorrow.
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Inspired by this tumblr post.
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missgeevious · 9 months
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@mostlyinthemorning tagged me to share one line from my fics to convince people to read my works.
I don’t know if this will get the job done, but here goes. It’s from A Hint of Amnesia.
(It’s way more than one line. 🤷🏻‍♀️)
“Mmm,” Patrick hums into David’s kiss and then pulls back. His heart starts beating faster as he thinks about what he’s about to say and then he goes for it. “Did you know cardinals mate for life?”
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Tagging @blueink3 @cheesecurdsgravyandfries @cinnaluminum
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brokenchairwrites · 1 year
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Reworked something and am very proud to share this with you <3
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rosedavid · 2 years
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Tray
For @schittscreekdrabbleblog’s word of the week
David hurries through the hallway of the ER, heart pounding. When he gets to the Patrick’s room, he pauses, prepping himself for the worst. He opens it.
His husband isn’t unconscious. In fact, he’s sitting up and smiling at a nurse he eats from a tray of food on his lap. There’s a bandage on his head and bruises on his arms, but he’s in one piece.
“Oh, hey, David—“
David races to hug him, pressing kisses against his temple. “Fuck, Patrick, I was so worried.”
Patrick hugs him back and whispers into his ear, “I’m okay, baby. I’m okay.”
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typicalaveragefangirl · 9 months
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It's done!! If you love Gilmore Girls and want to see David and Patrick follow Lorelai and Luke's story at the end of season 4/beginning of season 5, I have the fic for you! Also applicable: you don't love GG and still want a slow burn fic full of fluff and pining and quick banter.
And with one more profuse thank you to @treluna4 (at least for right now, because there will never be enough of them), happy reading!
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