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This month I’m doing the fic rec bingo created by wild-aloof-rebel. If you have time I suggest doing it, it’s been a lot of fun! I’m a glutton for punishment so I’m doing the whole blackout. Continuing on that path I’m also not repeating a single author or reccing fics that I have already recced before. I decided I wanted to make recs, but a little more in-depth, and because of this there may be some slight spoilers.   

A Fair Return by: thingswithwings

Podfic by Amanita_Fierce

Chapters: 6/6  Word Count: ~237K

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Schitt’s Creek

Relationship: Patrick Brewer/David Rose

Characters: Patrick Brewer, David Rose, Ray Butani, Ronnie Lee, Stevie Budd, Alexis Rose, Moira Rose, Johnny Rose, Ken (Schitt’s Creek), Twyla Sands, Derrick (Schitt’s Creek), a small army of OCs

Additional Tags: queer community, Gay Character, Coming Out, coming out as a very long weird process, Sexuality, Queer Families, Queer Friendship, sexual revelations, Canon Retelling, Queer Community Building Events, Community Leadership, Patrick feelings, rural canadian queers, CanCon, cis character exploring gender expression, alcohol abuse (chapter one), Depression, Anxiety, references to past homophobia, Ray Butani/OC, Ronnie Lee/Karen, Ronnie and Patrick: Gay Frenemies, introvert/extrovert, Bondage, d/s dynamics, Consent Play, Kink, Clothing Kink, Food Kink, Schitt’s Creek in the winter, David and Patrick like to build things together, Mostly Canon Compliant, Baseball, Toxic Masculinity, Kink Negotiation, give Patrick some queer friends 2k19

Summary: and there are some like us,
just walking, making our feet move ahead of us,
a little bored, a little lost, a little angry,
walking as though we were really going somewhere,
walking as if there was something to see at Adelaide or maybe on King,
something that will give a fair return for this use of shoe-leather,
something that will make us smile with a strange new
happiness, a lost but recovered joy.

- Raymond Souster, “Yonge Street Saturday Night”

Thoughts: This was chosen to fufill the bingo square: A fic you stayed up way too late reading. I know many people have included this fic in their bingo and for good reason. I will admit what I consider late is different then other people but I looked back at the time stamps on my comments and probably stayed up until midnight or later reading this. Part of it was by my own design because I didn’t start reading until chapter four because I didn’t read at the beginning and since it was so long I thought I would wait until it was finished. And then my friends wouldn’t stop talking about it and I caved and then I madly rushed to catch up. That said it was totally worth it.

I just love that this fic gives such a thorough exploration of Patrick’s identity and just him as a character. We get to see him grow in the town, make (queer!) friends, and learn what he wants in life. The last time I read this I was stuck at the airport for six hours so if that ever happens to you 10/10 recommend that you read this because the time just flys by (pun not intended).

A lot of people can put in better words why this fic is so good, so instead I’ll leave you a snippet of what I put on my comment for the final chapter: “… The ending was fantastic and once again I cried. It really captured the growth that Patrick experienced in the town and I just let out this big sigh and it felt like all the tension and worry I had for Patrick while reading this was finally allowed to leave because he was finally and truly comfortable with himself.”

Recommended if you like: Fics over 100k, Character Study, and Well-Rounded Original Characters

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“Fully expecting one of the usual suspects from around town who liked to pop in around this time of day, Patrick was surprised to find it wasn’t anyone he recognized.

The uneasy feeling that had been slowly creeping up his spine became more insistent, harder to ignore.”


Rose Apothecary gets an unexpected visitor on a day Patrick is working alone.


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It takes really living together for a while for David to fully register that he’s not the only one who deals with anxiety. He slowly begins to pick up on Patrick’s coping mechanisms, realizing that they are more than just personality traits. His love of spreadsheets helps to organize his thoughts. He keeps the ones for the store on their Google Drive and David has found him more than once, on a weeknight or a Sunday morning, scrolling through them on his phone for a few minutes, not making changes, just scrolling…looking at the numbers all lined up where he put them days before.

He also likes to re-watch baseball games, the same games, over and over, even though the plays never change and the score remains the same. He tells David it’s like background noise, something he can enjoy without having to wonder if things will work out, if his team will win or lose. David recognizes this, as he has favorite books he does this with, passages of text he can just scan with his eyes, not needing to read the words as he knows every syllable by heart. 

Unlike David, he’s not prone to vocalize when he’s feeling troubled, but David learns to pick up on those cues, too. There’s one afternoon in late summer and they’ve had a slow week at the store, prompting Patrick to scroll through those spreadsheets more than normal, constantly picking up his phone even as his game plays on the TV. David senses he could use a distraction and offers one up. He calls Patrick into the bedroom, immediately directing him to the bed where he’s pulled Excel up on their laptop and asks him for help. They spend the next two hours cataloging David’s knits together, making columns for color theme, designer, weather weight, material and even wearability. He wants to argue that wearability shouldn’t be a factor, because it’s fashion, but Patrick enjoys the debate so much that he relents. Not on whether something is wearable, but on the inclusion of the column. They even have to call Stevie and Alexis to get intel on the sweaters they’ve stolen, prompting more laughs and ganging up on David, but he takes the abuse.

In the end, it turns out to be an enjoyable afternoon, one that leaves Patrick smiling for the rest of the night, his spreadsheets for the store on his phone forgotten and the weight on his shoulders obviously lifted. 

He doesn’t need to know that David already has a detailed catalogue of his knits in one of his journals, with records dating back at least ten years. 

Of course, Patrick’s well aware of this, but he keeps quiet and just lets himself be loved.

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Tiny little headcanon Tuesday:

During the winter months, Patrick always gets chilled easily. David of course is cold year round, but when Winter hits it’s Patrick who’s uncharacteristically freezing and wearing heavy sweaters. They buy a little space heater for the back room at the store and Patrick brings his grey zip up hoodie in his backpack to wear when they close and count the tills. David buys a very warm fuzzy blanket that’s kept on their couch, and gets Patrick the warmest gloves because he always complains about how freezing the steering wheel in his car is when he first gets in.

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Happy Headcanon Tuesday! Just a lil one today

Sometimes I like to think about David and Patrick going on vacation somewhere tropical and beachy. When they decide they can finally take a vacation, David obviously shoots for the stars and suggests an over the water bungalow in Fiji but they end up somewhere much less expensive but still lovely. They eat lots of delicious food and take long walks on the beach at sunset… all of the cliche vacation with the love of your life stuff. There somehow happens to be a nude beach and there are accompanying shoulder wiggles when David tells him “I had no idea, Patrick! …But, I mean, since we’re here………..” Patrick feels bold with David by his side so he just goes along with it. They may or may not both end up with sand in very uncomfortable places that day but… worth it. David has a natural ability to tan but Patrick isn’t so lucky. Even slathered with sunscreen, he ends up burning and David gets the pleasure of covering him with aloe at night when they get back to their room. They sit out on the balcony, watching the sunset and listening to the waves, all wrapped around each other and deliriously in love. They’re relaxed and so very, very happy.

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He wakes up with the morning sun with the faint memory of loneliness. Sometimes, that old melancholy just faintly passes by him, the leftovers from a lifetime ago. Memories of a time when he disconnected from people, from the world around him. Memories of people who cared less about him and more about what he could offer them. They don’t come often now but they still come. 

He’s pressed between two warm bodies, keeping him in, keeping him safe. While they tend to sleep with David’s head on Patrick’s shoulder, there are nights like these where the cold snuggles them up under piles of blankets and piles of each other. Patrick is nestled in behind him and Blue is curled up like a little comma in the alcove of his bent knees. He’s surrounded by his little family and yet still, sometimes that safety reminds him of the time when it didn’t exist. 

He aches for that time. Not because he wants to return to it but because if he could just for a second meet that version of himself, tell him to hold on, that good things were coming….well he wouldn’t have believed it so maybe that wasn’t the point. Maybe the point was to remember that time to know how much he should hold on to the present. Hold on to this warm little cocoon that surrounds him on a winter morning and know, at last, good things are meant for him too. 

Patrick’s hand grips tighter to his shirt as Blue quietly woofs in his sleep at some invisible squirrel. And David holds on to them and lets the rest go as he drifts back to sleep. 

(This is part of a 5+1 that I think my brain is finally allowing me to write)

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i have a lot of thoughts about how each person in schitt's creek texts, and they are as follows:
Patrick: Follows the grammar rules pretty strictly. Proper capitalization, proper punctuation, and tends not to be a big double texter. No acronyms. The occasional text smiley, when it calls for it. :)
David: all lowercase, but great punctuation and grammar. this is not out of laziness, this is an aesthetic choice, you know? absolutely no emojis under any circumstances. refuses to keysmash.
Stevie: also all lowercase but what the fuck is punctuation. sometimes she uses it sometimes she doesn't. there are no laws here so don't try to keep up. will use imessage reacts to avoid responding. emojis are only to fuck with david.
Alexis: Does the most over texting! Proper capitalization. Punctuation are accessories for words and she uses a lot of them!! Emojis are a valid form of response! Will send you six texts in a row when she could have sent one - you're welcome!! Will use iMessage reacts and then continue to respond.
Johnny: Hey do u kids kno what LYL? means. It means love you lots! - Dad
Moira: [Read 6:26 PM]
Ronnie: K.
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Chapter 2: The new tutor

Summary: David meets his new tutor, Patrick.

Notes: Hi everyone! Now that we’ve all listened to Noah’s new album Gemini all weekend (it’s literally perfect go listen if you haven’t), here’s the next chapter! I hope you’re liking this premise so far. I will be updating every Monday.

Thank you for your continued support, it means a lot!

Hope you enjoy this chapter! 💖

Catch up from the beginning 

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