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schittscreekficrec · 1 year

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hey there as someone new to this fandom, are you able to rec a few good fics to start out with? Preferably canon to start out, and not unfinished/incomplete works? thanks in advance

Hi there and welcome! Here's a selection of canon compliant and/or post-canon fics that we enjoy, and hope you do too! We've included a variety of pairings, lengths, and ratings, so hopefully something strikes your fancy, and if there's something you'd like more of, please let us know!

Workin' My Way Down by houdini74 @mostlyinthemorning [david/patrick, G, one shot]

Take My Sweater by agreatwave [david & alexis, G, one shot]

Dance with me by @myolivebranch [david/patrick, T, one shot]

reciprocal by @fakingsincerity [david & stevie, T, multi-chapter]

everything in transit by foxtails @ratchet [david/patrick, T, one shot]

Mrs. Schaeffer's Stationery and Paper Crafts by @brrose-apothecary [david/patrick, T, one shot]

four silver rings by @dessertwaffles [david/patrick, G, one shot]

ici by @blackandwhiteandrose [david/patrick, E, one shot]

singing in the car, getting lost upstate by @olrhys [david/patrick, G, one shot]

Kink!Verse by @yourbuttervoicedbeau [david/patrick, E, series]

Around Town by @walnuts-and-berries [david/patrick, G-T, series]

just a line in a song by @blackandwhiteandrose [david/patrick, T, multi-chapter]

six of yours beats anyone's dozen by @my-nameless-bliss [stevie & patrick, M, multi-chapter]

call me on the line any, anytime by @hagface and @lilythesilly [david & marcy, G, one shot]

From Humble Beginnings by @rosedavid [david/patrick, T, multi-chapter]

i can hope (how this will end) by @my-nameless-bliss [david/patrick, E, one shot]

you got me (and I get you) by @middyblue [david/patrick, T, one shot]

the same deep water as you by @stereopticons [david & rachel, T, one shot]

all there is to come by fairmanor [david/patrick, T, one shot]

Always, Then, and Now by @my-nameless-bliss [david/patrick, T, one shot]

More than words is all you have to do to make it real by @yourbuttervoicedbeau [david/patrick, T, one shot]

I've got the feeling you're the right thing after all by jessx2231 [david/patrick, T, one shot]

Under There by @distractivate [david/patrick, E, one shot]

Cafe Tropical (Schitt's Creek, ON) Has 3.96 Stars on Yelp by doingthemost @sarahlevys [twyla/alexis, G, one shot]

Rumours Make Bad Lovers by @alienajackson [david/patrick, G, one shot]

Another Look by bigficenergy @fraudulentzodiac [david/patrick, T, one shot]

between love everlasting and meaningless rhyme by @my-nameless-bliss [david/patrick, T, one shot]

Two World Collided by storieswelove [david/patrick, T, one shot]

#asks #anon #schitt’s creek #schitt's creek fic #schitt's creek fic rec #canon compliant #dp #gen #ta #by julie

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farm-witches-fic-recs · 2 years

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Happy Friday, all! The coven has received several requests for Summer Reading Challenge related recs, so we have compiled a mega-list for all of the tropes associated with the challenge in a Special Edition Summer Reading Challenge Round-Up.

Some are existing lists and a few we put together just for this. Read up and leave the writers some love!

alternate universe

angst

enemies to lovers

fake relationship

family (and siblings)

fluff

friends to lovers

future fic (and post-canon)

high school or college

humor

hurt/comfort

magic au

pining

roommates

sharing a bed

slow burn

smut (or pwp)

soulmates

sports

coffee shops

And all the silver moons - @petalwritesx

Better latte than never - doingthemost (@sarahlevys)

Hot tea - @storieswelove

I offer you my heart - sonlali (@landofsonlali), @sunlightsymphony

In the cards - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)

Linger like a tattoo kiss - @nontoxic-writes

On a Wednesday in a cafe - @nontoxic-writes

Pull the shot. Steam the milk. Repeat. - @treluna4

A sprinkle of cocoa powder - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)

Sweet Caffeine - @maxbegone There it is on the tip of my tongue - @designatedgrape

crack

Ah, leaven help me, he’s dangerous - @yourbuttervoicedbeau

Am I an outside cat? (I’ve been to Coachella) - doingthemost (@sarahlevys), @lilythesilly, singsongsung (@anniemurphys), sonlali ( @landofsonlali)

Bought matching diamonds for six of my bitches - doingthemost (@sarahlevys)

David Rose vs the House Hippo - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)

Elf on the shelf: a Christmas tradition - @dinnfameron

I Had My Reservations About Banana - @weathereyehorizon

If dreams were lightning and thunder was desire - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)

Must have been some magic - rhetoricalquestions (@rhetoricalk), @sunlightsymphony

Natural selection - @ICMezzo

Right before your eyes - @fishyspots

Selling Schitt’s Creek - doingthemost (@sarahlevys), @lilythesilly, nerdframed, Typewrites

Squirrels gone wild - @asoftplacetoland26

Stuck in the Molasses Swamp with you - @dinnfameron

A taste for the finer things in life - @delilah-mcmuffin, @spiffymittens

What’s new pussycat? - @agoodpersonrose

A wild goose chase (Illustrated Edition) - Houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)

friendship

all i really need (is to know that you believe) - cottagepodfics, @dinnfameron, @goodiecornbread

An Imbalanced Social Dynamic - @my-nameless-bliss

coming home to you - @stereopticons

Former Roommates, Travel Edition - @januarium

It's Nice to Have a Friend - fairmanor

No Dress Rehearsals - @kindofspecificstore

Petrichor - @unfolded73

See How They Shine - @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3

Stevie and Patrick are buds - @weathereyehorizon

The Forest Between Us - @treepyful

time travel

All that I have are these to remember you - @hullomoon

Captive on the carousel of time - @designatedgrape

The Days of Our Lives - Basingstoke (@basinke)

Don’t it always seem to go - @blueink3

It’ll be alright when the morning comes - @hullomoon, @kindofspecificstore

Making spirits bright - @petalwritesx

(a long time ago) we used to be friends - @rockinhamburger

A test of time - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)

Time - curious, mystical, wondrous time - doingthemost (@sarahlevys)

Through time - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)

whump

An early winter - littlebebecrows

Cost me so much - @lastchancecafe13

Don’t whump with my heart - @delilah-mcmuffin

Evergreen - unkindravens (@corvidapocalypse)

How will I let you slip through? - @maxbegone

I swallow the sound and it swallows me whole- @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3

It’s the pits - @blueink3

On solid ground - @trueillusion82

Something out of the dark is just beginning - @lastchancecafe13

This bed wasn’t built for our love - @delilah-mcmuffin

Whump, there it is - olivebranchesandredwine (@judithandronicus)

You made it all okay - @trueillusion82

You’d always go past where our feet could touch - doingthemost (@sarahlevys)

#friday fic rec #schitts creek fic #schitt's creek fic #schitt's creek fanfic #sc fanfic #sc fic rec #sc summer reading challenge

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scraregenrecs · 2 years

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SC Reading Challenge Alternate Universe Recs

(Posted again to fix an incorrect tag!)

We're taking a page out of our wonderful affiliate @schittscreekficrec's book and posting some recs for the reading prompts in @screadingchallenge! Today's post features alternate universe recs that don't also fit into other bingo prompts. Enjoy!

Canon Divergence

burn before you bloom (Alexis/Rachel, M, by earlylight)

The Cat's Meow (Alexis/Shannon, G, by @landofsonlali)

champagne problems (Patrick/Rachel, G, by @fairmanor)

Home at Last (Stevie/Alexis, E, by @januarium)

i'll make your legs shake, you make me go crazy (Stevie/Alexis/Twyla, E, by @anniemurphys)

Lock and Key (Ted/Rachel, G, by @sarahlevys, @landofsonlali)

on the wrong side of paradise (Stevie & David, M, by @petalwritesx)

Simply the Vet (David/Ted, M, by @hullomoon)

something in you lit up heaven in me (Stevie/Alexis, T, by dearzoemurphy)

tryin' so hard not to get caught up (Stevie/Heather, T, by dearzoemurphy)

you know that it’s god, baby (when you’re around her) (Stevie/Alexis, E, by @anniemurphys)

you set me free (Rachel/Twyla, G, by @sparklesmagiclightlove)

We Must Let Go to Know What’s Right (Alexis/Rachel, E, by @neelyo67)

A Wish in the Well (Stevie/Ruth, T, by @middyblue)

Different First Meeting

Crystal Clear (Alexis/Twyla, T, by @imalittlebitgogirl)

Push the Boundaries of the Unknown (Stevie & Ronnie, G, by @neelyo67, @reginahalliwell)

salt air and the rust on your door (Alexis/Twyla, Stevie/Ruth, Stevie/Ruth/Alexis/Twyla, T, by @sarahlevys, @sunlightsymphony, @schittposting, @roguebebe, @schitthappens, Amanita_Fierce)

Voulez-Vous (Stevie/Mutt, T, by ProseApothecary)

Famous

Just Good Business (Stevie/Alexis, T, by @yourbuttervoicedbeau, @sarahlevys, @januarium, @petrodobreva, @reginahalliwell, @rhetoricalk, @schittposting, @sunlightsymphony, @unfolded73)

measure by measure (Stevie/Alexis/Twyla, T, by @sarahlevys, @sunlightsymphony, @rhetoricalk, @schittposting, Amanita_Fierce)

Flower Shops

putting roots in my dreamland (Alexis/Twyla, G, by @lilythesilly)

Wearing glass slippers, I got my Chucks (Stevie/Alexis, E, by @yourbuttervoicedbeau)

Espionage, Crime, & Mystery

Dead Guy in Sleeper Car Number Four (Stevie & Moira, T, by @hullomoon)

Hide Your Diamonds, Hide Your Exes (Alexis/Twyla, T, by @middyblue)

three can keep a secret (if one of them is dead) (Ted/Alexis/Twyla, T, by @sarahlevys, @lilythesilly, @turningtimeinthetardis, @petalwritesx)

Mythology

I Would Be a Mermaid Fair (Stevie/Twyla, T, by storieswelove)

TV/Movie-inspired

always and forever, twyla sands (Alexis/Twyla, NR, by @lilythesilly)

canned heat in my heels tonight (Alexis/Twyla, T, by @sarahlevys)

date night in the forbidden forest (Alexis/Ted, G, by Quillium)

Deadpool Strikes Back!: How One Merc For Hire Sticks It to an Army of Goons, One Annoying Narrator, and The Worst Villain of All: Self-Doubt (Stevie/Ruth, T, by @sarahlevys, @petrodobreva, @rhetoricalk, Amanita_Fierce)

got a knack for burning bridges down (Stevie/Alexis, T, by @nerdframed)

If Hell Had a Creek (Alexis, T, by @landofsonlali, @sunlightsymphony, @noahreids)

a little change (Stevie/Twyla, T, by @samwhambam)

Much Ado About Schitt All (Stevie/Alexis, Rachel/Twyla, G, by @kindofspecificstore)

Silence Lay Steadily (David/Stevie, Alexis/Twyla, E, by @petalwritesx)

Taste of a Poison Paradise (Alexis/Twyla, M, by @lilythesilly)

the devil's in the details (but you've got a friend in me) (Stevie/Alexis, T, by @leopxld-fitz)

The Raine Job (Stevie/Rachel, Alexis/Twyla, M, by @lastchancecafe13)

there’s a lot of us, i think we’re all all right (Stevie/Twyla, E, by ships_to_sail)

Space

and the stars look very different today (Alexis/Twyla, Stevie/Ruth, Rachel/Shannon, T, by @hullomoon, @hagface)

#sc reading challenge recs #alternate universes

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imaginariumgeographica · 2 years

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Summary: Irene tells Helen a bedtime story

My offering for @storieswelove for the @hamiathesgiftexchange!

Helen picks up her own tea and says, “What stories did you like when you were young?”

Irene shrugs inelegantly. “I didn’t get a lot of bedtime stories,” she says.

“But you had some,” Helen says.

Irene inclines her head in agreement.

“Any you remember?” Helen asks.

Irene blows on her tea again to give herself time to think.

“There was one…” she admits.

Helen doesn’t prompt her, just waits, and Irene begins to speak.

#I am very happy with how this all went ajfkljfd #alex writes #queen's thief #hamiathes gift exchange

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carolrain · 1 year

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Favorite Albums/Songs of 2022

Thank you for tagging me @mostlyinthemorning and @jesuisici33

Okay, I don’t think there’s a way for me to do this without (a) breaking several rules (b) annotating way too much (c) making everyone realize I’m deeply uncool. But here I go!

Top 5 Albums of 2022

Adjustments — Noah Reid*

Humble Quest — Maren Morris*

The Music Is You: A Tribute to John Denver**

Front Porch — Joy Williams***

The Story — Brandi Carlile

Top 5 Songs of 2022****

Mountain Angel — Dolly Parton

If We Were Vampires — Jason Isbell

All That You Have Is Your Soul — Emmylou Harris*****

Sunscreen — Ira Wolf******

Apollo — Noah Reid

*actually released in 2022; the rest are not at all released in 2022 but I bought them in 2022

**I love covers, okay, and I wanted the Brandi Carlile & Emmylou Harris version of "Country Roads" and also I have such a soft spot for "Leaving on a Jet Plane."

***I knew of Joy Williams (who was also half of the Civil Wars) because I listened to this podcast with her seven years ago, which is so good that I still think about it all the time. But I went looking for this album because of @ships-to-sail's fic don't dare touch the fire, where, in an author's note, she calls this beautiful song, "The Trouble With Wanting" an "anthem for Patrick's horniness," which, yes. And ships-to-sail credits @storieswelove for introducing her to the song, so I must too.

****not actually released in 2022, chosen by looking at my iTunes playcount and trying to remember the past year, not scientific and not in order

*****ah, but this is a Tracy Chapman song, and the original is gorgeous

******found through this video (ao3 / youtube) by goodmorninglovelies, which you should definitely watch if you have the emotional wherewithal today

If anyone's still with me, I'm tagging @chelle-68 @treluna4 @five678patty

#on tumblr like it's my job this week #can't shut up #tumblr needs a footnote feature #this is what I mean by this fandom is an embarrassment of riches #can’t write a list of songs or albums without realizing I found half of them through Schitt’s Creek #and I don't want to know why you do it #I don't want to know I don't want to know I don't want to know #basically lives full-time in my head #so I listen to Apollo a lot to shake it out

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morhath · 3 years

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helphos braiding thing >:-)

Classic Mar lmao. This is the thing I’ve been complaining about b/c I haaate it right now and even though I know where I want the ending to go I am having trouble getting it to go there. This came from the server discussion ages ago about Sophos having long hair, Eddisians potentially doing a lot of hair braiding, etc. Here, have some Smooth(ish) Sophos as a special Mar treat:

“I thought we were practicing real swordplay,” Sophos said. He felt his poor hair tie finally lose its grip and fall to the ground; more hair fell in his face. Helen’s lips twitched as he tried vainly to blow it out of the way again. With the practice sword still at his neck, he didn’t want to try shaking his head to get it to move.

“You should always remember the advantages and disadvantages of any weapons you’re using,” Helen said.

“Oh my queen,” Sophos said, leaning in and waggling his eyebrows outrageously, a skill he had finally mastered only a few years ago. “I can think of another weapon I can show you the advantages of.” Helen looked up at him, her face seemingly neutral, until the tension at the corners of her mouth betrayed the fact that she was struggling to contain a smile. Sophos looked down at her, experiencing the same problem. He cracked before his wife did and let his smile spread across his face again, beginning to snicker. Helen stepped away lowering the practice blade, as she cracked her devastating grin, dimples deep in her cheeks. She began to laugh as well, finally devolving into a full-blown cackle with the occasional honking snort as she ran out of air. It sounded like someone torturing a very troubled goose; it was one of the most beautiful sounds Sophos had ever heard. Its ridiculousness also set him off, until both monarchs were hunched over in the practice court, struggling with great whooping gales of laughter. Every time one of them calmed down, the other would make a comedic noise, which would set them both off again. After waiting for a few minutes to see if the two would free up the practice court anytime soon, most of the spectators wandered off in resignation to begin sparring at the smaller and muddier of the available training grounds instead.

Finally, Helen straightened up and picked up her original training blade. She handed it, along with the one she’d taken off her husband, off to a cousin and began to stride away.

“Come on!” she said to Sophos, who was still snickering. He trotted to catch up with her. “Let us further your instruction in the arts of war,” she murmured to him, holding out her hand. Sophos hastened to put his arm under her hand so that she could rest it in the crook of his elbow.

“I am a very eager student,” he said, looking sidelong at her through his lashes.

That middle paragraph still needs some work tho

#life #writing #my writing #fanfiction #queen's thief #friends #storieswelove

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likerealpeopledo-on-ao3 · 4 years

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20. Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference; D/P

Sweat trickles in less-than-fine rivulets everywhere on David’s person, doing god-knows-what to the fabric of his Neil Barrett. He is a sea creature, dripping as if he’s just emerged from an algae-laden pond. To top it all off, he’s carrying burdensome, heavy furniture that Alexis bought retail. And in a case this dire, there is but one thing David can do. Complain.

“The next time you offer to help my sister move, could you please ensure that she does not live in a fourth floor walk-up?” David grouses, swiping at his forehead with his inner elbow. Obviously this sweater is unsalvagable.

His husband, who is five steps above David holding the opposite end of an apparently lead-based coffee table and showing off his balance and coordination by doing everything backward like some sort of gymnast, has the nerve to laugh. “I’m sorry, did I offer? I feel like I remember saying I’d be happy to help you help your sister. I was thinking I’d drive the truck or even be more like moral support. I’ve seen the two of you pack. It’s like D-Day but with five hundred pairs of shoes and an over-abundance of fine leather goods.”

If David had an available hand to wave dismissively, he would, but. He settles for an aggrieved eyebrow raise and a slightly aggressive shoulder shimmy. “Listen, we don’t have a transcriptionist on hand so I’m going to go with my memory of the events if you don’t mind.”

Patrick grunts in response as he hoists his end a bit higher to miss the next step up. It isn’t as if they aren’t both exerting themselves. It’s just that when Patrick sweats, his forehead merely glistens as if woodland fairies have jubilantly spritzed him in a fine mist of morning dew and sparkling magic dust. Even in the dingy light of the too-tight stairwell, he looks like an ingenue, if ingenues wore Blue Jays caps and a one size too small white t-shirt, just to be ornery. Patrick even has the cuffs rolled up because it’s hot David, but David knows better.

Better is because Patrick, after two years of dating and almost a year of marriage, has discovered that he’s a fucking dish. Which David is thrilled about. When they aren’t trapped in a two inch wide stairwell in a heatwave holding Pottery Barn’s latest abomination and David isn’t doing his Creature from the Black Lagoon impersonation.

“David,” Patrick says as he takes another step backward toward the landing and does a graceful little turn to maneuver onto the next set of what appear to be endless stairs. “I promise that the next time you offer to help your sister move into her fourth floor walk up apartment in August, I will remind you not to wear a sweater.”

David sniffs and comes to a dead stop. He doesn’t drop the coffee table because he’s in no mood to become a widower at...thirty-f-something, but he needs to take a stand. Patrick’s left bicep and forearm bulge and mock him silently where he’s gripping the table. “I don’t think—” David is unable, however, to finish his thought because his too-hot-for-the-stairwell husband is hovering above him, lips tantalizingly close.

“I’ll make you another promise,” Patrick’s voice is low and a little scratchy and the tone of it scrapes its way down David’s nerve endings, straight to his cock. His bottom lip brushes David’s top one, a kind of slow murder, death by a thousand electrical impulses. It isn’t fair that Patrick can still make David weak-kneed over something as simple as a kiss after all this time. It’s sorcery. He finds himself on his tiptoes, magnetized and energized by Patrick’s lips on his, wishing he could explain to Patrick the power he possesses.

Patrick must know, though, as he licks into David’s mouth and makes a strangled noise in the back of his own throat, as if he is the one who is overcome. David can feel his grip on the coffee table slipping, can feel his grip on the fabric of reality slipping, thanks to his husband’s clever tongue. They’re panting and sweat is dripping into David’s eyes when they finally pull apart.

“You were saying something about a promise?” It’s hard to be casual when all he wants to do is pin Patrick to the dirty stair rail and kiss him until the landlord installs an elevator but he will do what he has to do.

Patrick’s eyes are a little dazed, which is nice. It’s nice to see the physical manifestation of both the love and lust David feels for Patrick, reflected back at him, even now. He also loves that Patrick is still towering over him, glistening and glimmering and beautiful. Patrick clears his throat, recovering. “I promise we are going to finish this later.”

@storieswelove thanks for the prompt...sorry it isn’t better 😂

#schitt’s creek #fan fic #writing prompts #storieswelove #david x patrick

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seagodofmagic · 3 years

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storieswelove: Please I’m going to google because my Greek mythology/history is poor but I need more thoughts if you’re willing

so my favorite thing about the worldbuilding in the queen’s thief series is that it is very haphazardly accurate to ancient greece, which gives us lovely things like eddis joking about how inappropriate it is for her to be named helen, who was famously beautiful. (also, one of my favorite scenes for all kinds of reasons, i would read a whole entire book that was just eddis and attolia awkwardly hanging out)

and there are a lot of other touchstones that aren’t explicitly called out in the text, like how galen the royal physician has the same name as a real ancient greek physician, aristophanes is a well-known playwright, et cetera. usually it’s at most nebulously meaningful and not important to the story at all!

anyway the first time i read king of attolia every time aris showed up it was so distracting because all i could think about was that he had the same name as the famously gay tyrannicide who kind-of-but-not-really kicked off athenian democracy because the tyrant insulted his boyfriend, and it’s not exactly a generic name! also it felt of-a-piece with the other seemingly deliberate gay subtext, like the legarus storyline and baron artadorus’ lover whose pronouns we never get (and now i guess the teleus/relius subtext, which i absolutely did not pick up on) and it still cracks me up every time i reread the book

#storieswelove #queen's thief #return of the thief spoilers #<- just in case haha

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thecrenellations · 1 year

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a portrait about parallels and siblings for @storieswelove as part of @hamiathesgiftexchange, there could be no better reason to draw it

Eugenides is giving Hephestia her thunderbolts, and Gen has taken Helen's earrings (again). That's what it's all about, now and for their lives!

also here, with a few more words

#:)#the queen's thief #queen's thief #eugenides #eddis helen #hephestia #qt art #something i #mwt #eugenides' scar must be on his right cheek because you can't see it #in this particular version #oops #hamiathes gift exchange #cousin tag #my art now

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schittscreekficrec · 2 years

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I have some crazy busy days coming up. Can you recommend some short fics (under 2500 words) for when I get breaks? Maybe light and happy? Or heavy on the trolling/banter/humor?

We absolutely can! A few of these are over the 2.5k mark but we couldn’t resist including them.

Bouquet of Pretzels by AllTheSchittyThings [david/patrick, M, 156]

clean mouth/sloppy mouth by @apothecarose [david/patrick, G, 434]

serendipity by @rmd-writes [david/patrick, T, 601]

Could you brie any more annoying? by @anomalousy [david/patrick, G, 641]

That’s not how you spell it by @lastchancecafe13 [david/patrick, G, 667]

Interflix Killed the Video Star by Turkey_Virgin [david/patrick, T, 1020]

Good Morning, Sunshine! by PositivelyBedeviledSchitthead [david/patrick, G, 1112]

Lessons in Silver Fox Crisis Management by Siria [david/patrick, G, 1312]

Man about Town by Turkey_Virgin [david/patrick, T, 1361]

put your little hand in mine by theinvisibledisaster [david/patrick, G, 1457]

Made With Love by @vanillahigh00 [david/patrick, T, 1494]

Of Secrets and (Potentially) Rabid Goats by TrueIllusion [david/patrick, G, 1680]

tell me you want me to stay by @5ambreakdown [david/patrick, T, 1731]

Ray Butani: Undercover Matchmaker by @weathereyehorizon [david/patrick, G, 1784]

Strip Club! by storieswelove [david/patrick; alexis/ted, T, 1917]

You Had Me At Meow by @mostlyinthemorning [david/patrick, T, 2104]

fun-sized super nice guy by apothefarley [david/patrick, T, 2588]

And we’ve written a few that we think qualify ourselves:

Logging Off by @stereopticons [david/patrick, G, 481]

It’s Excel-lent by @stereopticons [david/patrick, G, 2513]

A Lock and Key by @rosedavid [david/patrick, G, 2575]

Google It by @rosedavid [david/patrick, T, 514]

(i could drink) a case of you by @patrckbrewer [david/patrick, T, 1599]

forehead kisses, tuberculosis, and chicken soup by @patrckbrewer [david/patrick, T, 1743]

Poison On Your Lips by @patrckbrewer & @alienajackson [david/patrick, G, 1493]

Love or Whatever by @alienajackson [david/patrick, T, 456]

in the lea of a picturesque ridge by @sarahlevy [david/patrick, G, 1200]

#by ali #requests #asks #anonymous #schitt's creek #schitts creek #schitt's creek fic rec #dp

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farm-witches-fic-recs · 1 year

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Greetings Coven!

After reading "A Marksman's Ability" by storieswelove, I was wondering if there was a fic where any of the SC characters have been written as a villain (a cartoonish, silly villain or a serious villain).

Thank you

Salutations, friend!

We do have some villain fics creeping around here:

Bein' A Villain For A While - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)

Blade and Saffron - Autumn_tide

Blood as Sweet as Cherry Wine - asoftplacetoland

Hide Your Diamonds, Hide Your Exes - @middyblue

It'll Be Fun - @neelyo67

Let Me Paint You a Picture - houdini74 (@mostlyinthemorning)

Rose's Eleven - @leupagus

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loveburnsbrighter · 4 years

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Prompt: 7. Late nights (bonus points if it’s pre-Grad Night or early relationship bc I’m sad and pathetic and it’s all I want 🥺)

it's been soooo long but i finally cranked this one out! i challenged myself by writing pre-grad night, and it was so much fun :-) i hope you love it! here's the ao3 link.

"What do you mean you've never seen The Princess Bride?" Patrick mock-glares at David, then turns to Stevie. "Did you know about this?"

Stevie shrugs, and the look on her face tells David that she cares less about the actual fact that he's never seen the movie than she does about bothering him to death. "I can't say it's ever come up, but I naturally assumed he had."

David leans against the counter, supporting himself on both hands as he lets his shoulders slump. It's nearly closing time, and this conversation is ridiculous, but he feels comfortable. The store has only been open for a little over a week, but the three of them have spent so much time in this space together that it feels natural, standing at the counter and getting harrassed by the two of them.

"David, you have to watch it. I can loan you my copy —" Patrick actually does seem invested in this, which David, God help him, finds endearing.

"There's no DVD player in my room," he says, engaging because Patrick's eyes are sparkling, and he's got his top two buttons undone, and no undershirt on, and when he gestures, the shirt gapes a little too wide, giving David a glimpse of collarbone.

And because Alexis and Stevie have hooked David on the idea that maybe Patrick might be…not totally straight. And not totally not into David. He's helpless to the maybe of it all.

Which is why, when Patrick says, "Well, Ray's not home tonight, why don't we have a little watch party?" David finds himself agreeing.

Stevie agrees too, when David shoots her a sharp glance, and if Patrick has any reaction to that, he doesn't show it. But Stevie is, despite all her and David's constant bickering and blustering, an excellent friend, and she understands without him having to say a word that watching a movie together, alone, on Ray's awful floral couch, lights off, probably a bottle of wine open…it would destroy him.

"Great," is all Patrick says. "I have a thing after we close, but you guys can come by at like eight? I'll make Jiffy Pop."

There it is. Already. The very idea of Patrick standing at the stove making popcorn the old-fashioned way is enough to make David want to bury his face in his hands and squeal. This is why he needs Stevie.

"You're my buffer," David explains to Stevie on the drive over. He's got two packs of brand-x licorice, because the single sad convenience store in Schitt's Creek actually can't afford to sell name brands, and a bottle of wine he pilfered from his mom's stash before they left.

"I don't think he's planning to sleep with you tonight," Stevie says mildly.

"My emotional buffer." He curls one leg up, putting his heel on the seat of Stevie's passenger seat. "Because I really like him, and I don't — if I'm left alone with him, like that, I'll definitely say something stupid and ruin our friendship, and then he'll pull out of our contracts and I'll run my business into the ground and be back to only having one friend."

Stevie snorts indelicately. "Who's saying I wouldn't take Patrick's side in the divorce?"

He ignores her, watching out the windshield as they pull into Ray's driveway.

Patrick greets them at the door and leads them to the kitchen to pour the wine; David stands at the counter and observes that Patrick actually has made Jiffy Pop. Something about it seems weirdly nostalgic to David, despite the fact that he himself had a professional popcorn machine growing up, and it makes him ache in a way he doesn't want to poke too closely. This is probably a relic of Patrick's growing up. David can almost picture tiny Patrick, standing on a chair to reach the stove and observing the foil rising into a ball for him.

While David has been lost to this thought, Patrick has found three stemless wine glasses and poured the wine. Stevie unearths a big bowl from the depths of Ray's cupboards for the popcorn, and together the three of them troop to the living room.

It's so much worse than David could have imagined.

There's just the couch — there's an armchair, but it's beside the TV rather than pointed at it, and there's nowhere to move it to. They'll have to share the couch, which has a horribly ugly, probably handmade and supremely cozy-looking afghan draped over it.

Stevie and Patrick claim the ends of the couch, leaving the middle for David, which is reasonable — they're both better friends with him than they are with each other, and it's the first time David has experienced that dynamic in his life — and a nightmare, because now he has to sit beside Patrick.

Patrick is unbothered, because it's normal to sit squished on a couch with someone you only consider a friend. Or because he's just completely unflappable; thus far, David has yet to see him express emotions outside of frustration, focus, and varying shades of amusement.

David plops between them, and his thigh grazes Patrick's. He tries to squish closer to Stevie, and she pushes him back.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Patrick turns toward David a bit, pushing the whole solid line of his thigh against David's. This was a mistake, this whole thing. David should have come up with an excuse not to come. A prior engagement. Dinner with his parents. A Sunrise Bay viewing party. A trans-continental flight.

David gives in when Patrick hands him the popcorn bowl, cradling it like a child and trying to ignore the line of nerves lit up where their legs are pressed together as Patrick queues up the movie.

David focuses on the screen studiously, like he'll be tested on it. Sips his wine, crunches his popcorn, lets the vaguely European fantasy hijinks onscreen take up as much real estate as they can in his mind. It's an easy movie to focus on, funny in a way that means he can see why it's such an icon. Romantic enough that David can't help but be a total sucker for it.

It's not until midway through that things get dire. Wallace Shaw has just laughed his last victorious laugh and keeled over, and Patrick nudges David, taking the mostly-empty popcorn bowl and setting it on the coffee table. He reaches back for the afghan and tugs it from behind their backs, and passes the end to Stevie, so that the three of them are snuggled beneath it, and David is the middle of the coziest little sandwich.

It's a nightmare. He glances at Patrick, who's watching the screen with a little smile, and then he looks back and turns that little smile on David, and David takes a deep breath and turns back to the screen.

It's fine. What's changed, really? That they're warmer now? They aren't cuddling, or anything. Although Patrick looks cuddly to the max in his little blue sweater. It's almost definitely synthetic and remarkably soft for the fact.

David sneaks a glance at Patrick out of the corner of his eye; he's so relaxed, so in his element. David feels like he's never seen Patrick out of his element. Is everything his element? David is struck with an urge — or maybe a quiet desperation — to find the borders of Patrick's comfort zone. To prove that they exist.

David's borders are everywhere. They're under this blanket and along the side of his thigh and at the bottom of his empty glass. His comfort zone is smaller than his body, and so everyone is always rubbing his edges.

But with Patrick, he instinctively minds less than with…a lot of other people. Surely that must mean something. Maybe not something cosmic, but…something.

It gets even worse.

David is focusing as studiously as he can on the movie, doing his best to ignore Patrick's thigh against his, his shoulder against his. Wesley is mostly dead, and David is caught up in the fantasy peril, he is, and then Patrick yawns, pressing his whole palm up to his mouth, and slumps and rests his head against David's bicep.

It's unacceptable. To be that casually touchy with a friend. A coworker. David wants to shove Patrick off and shout that there are rules about how to treat people you don't want to date. He wants to hold him close, wrap an arm around him and whisper and gamble on that…maybe he does.

Rather than doing either of those things, he turns his head slowly to glare at Stevie in total panic. She meets him with an excited little smile. "Yes," she whispers. "Love this for you."

"Don't rush me sonny," the healer guy onscreen says. "You rush a miracle man, you get rotten miracles." Like having an unrequited crush on the guy sleeping on you, David thinks sourly.

"Hmm?" Patrick lifts his head from David's arm to look at him and Stevie, and David immediately misses the warm weight.

"Nothing," David says too quickly. Patrick frowns, and he doesn't say anything but he supports his own head for the rest of the movie.

David knows he's in too deep now, because he wants to tug Patrick back to him. He wants to hold him, and this isn't — normal, for David, is what makes it horrible. He's not used to slowly growing to like people. He's not used to liking people, flat out. Attraction is something he can handle, the invisible line that draws two people together for a night or a week or a month, keeps them in the same bed until they find new beds to fall into.

But this? Getting to know someone, feeling warm in his gut when they smile at him? Wanting to know someone better, and wanting them at the same time? This is new. And to have these feelings for Patrick, who's so buttoned-up and straight-laced, nice and smart and clean? Even if sometimes David thinks…

Because you don't lean your head on someone's arm if you don't like them, right?

David loses the whole finale of the movie, trapped in his head with Patrick beside him, warm and soft and sleepy. Imagining things too far and then reeling himself back in — like what if after the movie, Stevie left, and David and Patrick put in another movie and fell asleep sweater-to-sweater on this couch? But no, stop, because Patrick…who knew if he felt even a spark of what David felt? He couldn't risk this, their friendship, their business…

"So, what did you think?" Patrick asks over the incredibly sappy song rolling in the credits.

"Mm," David says, trying to think of something to show he's been paying attention. "I normally am not a fantasy fan, but young Robin Wright is a gift." God, that makes him sound like he's into Robin Wright, what the fuck is wrong with him.

Patrick's invisible brows raise half a millimeter and his mouth curves with something akin to fondness as Stevie pokes David harshly in the shoulder, no doubt ribbing him for saying something so stupid. It's hard to care when Patrick's expression is making David feel hopeful that maybe, maybe what he feels between them is double-sided.

"That she is," Patrick says. He's alert enough, but he looks sleepy, his eyes ten percent warmer and wider than usual. David wonders what it would be like to have a night like this and then stay; to let Patrick nod off against his shoulder and not wake him.

"We should get going," he says instead.

Patrick follows David and Stevie to the door; Stevie is already halfway down the driveway, having said her goodbye, when Patrick puts a hand on David's elbow. "We should do this again sometime," he says. "I had fun."

For a second David lets himself imagine that this is the end of a date. That he could smile and pout and lean in and Patrick would lean too and they could kiss and hug, that David could leave feeling warmed up inside.

Just for a second. Because this isn't that. "Me too," he says, and despite the bite of just friends when he's so desperate for more, he means it. He'll take friendship with Patrick, movie nights and long days at work, anything he can get.

He turns and joins Stevie, and Patrick waves from the doorway as they back out. David rolls his eyes but he waves back, and it's strange — he does feel a little glow, as if they did have a date. He turns to Stevie, and she's smiling at him just a bit, just out of the corner of her mouth.

Don't rush it. Maybe, maybe, he thinks all the way home.

#im probably gonna go through this later and clean up the formatting a bit but i just wanted it posted!#storieswelove #david x patrick #fanfiction #long post #i never learned how to do read mores and im not abt to learn now

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