Fic Rec Friday's Week of Celebration and Self Recs, Day 1

Thank you for tagging me @a-noble-dragon @elleelleg amd @jamilas-pen !

I've decided to go big or go home and rec every single fic I've written this week! Some of them are a bit of a stretch to fit the theme, but I'll warn you in advance.

Light & Fluffy: here are two drabbles for your enjoyment: Snow & Brick.

Humor: a holiday themed double drabble, Yule Love It

Around the World: A fic where David & Patrick visit New York City, A Knight and His Noble Companion.

Thanks for the tags @kiwiana-writes @orchidscript @freneticfloetry @anincompletelist (and thank you to everyone who has continued to tag me during my months-long absence from this place. I've been checking my notifs and DMs occasionally and it always makes me a little 🥰 to see that you've thought of me 💖 I can't promise that I'm back, but this game seemed like fun and I was curious how many letters I could tick off)

Rules: How many letters of the alphabet have you used for a fic title? One fic per line, 'A' and 'The' do not count for 'a' and 't'. Post your score out of 26 at the end, along with your total fic count.

Are You Screwing With Me? (firstprince, RWRB)

Baci (David/Patrick, Schitt's Creek)

Call Me (By My Name) (Tarlos, 911 LS)

Despite it all (Tarlos, 911 LS)

Everybody needs good neighbours (firstprince, RWRB)

Feeling kind of sketchy (David/Patrick, Schitt's Creek)

Get fucked (or die trying) (firstprince, RWRB)

Home for the Holidays (firstprince, RWRB)

It's just for snow (David/Patrick, Schitt's Creek)

J

the key that unlocked me (firstprince, RWRB)

Letters to my Lover (David/Patrick, Schitt's Creek)

Make the Yuletide Gay (Tarlos, 911 LS)

Never the same twice (firstprince, RWRB)

The only thing I need (David/Patrick, Schitt's Creek)

Precious Love (Tarlos, 911 LS)

Q

A Revelation (David/Patrick, Schitt's Creek)

Soon (Tarlos, 911 LS)

To the victor, the spoils (firstprince, RWRB)

(Un)professional Services (Tarlos, 911 LS)

V

Who am I if I can't carry it all (June & Alex, RWRB)

X

You're all that I need (firstprince, RWRB)

Z

21/26 - not bad! Several letters had many, many options to choose from (S and T both had 10 each!)

Week 6 brought to us by @chelle-68

This week, I am asking for The One. That one fic that started your SC fic reading journey. The one you stumbled upon while going down the Schitt’s Creek rabbit hole after binging the entire series and JUST COULD NOT GET ENOUGH (me). Or someone said, “You should read SC fan fiction,” and you were like “ummm, I don’t know…” but gave it a shot anyway and there was The One that kept you coming back for more. Made you go “Yes! This is what I have been missing in my life!”

Oh! I have an answer for this one!! So, any fellow SC fan in my orbit will not be the least bit surprised by my answer, I'm sure of that. I was a latecomer and binged the series in 2021. I couldn't possibly tell you what the first SC fic was that I read, but I will never forget the fic that made me create an ao3 account. It's always on my 'what should i read?' rec lists.

Smoke Gets in Your Eyes by @this-will-be-our-year

This Mad Men inspired au (featuring business owner David and ad man Patrick) grabbed me from the very beginning and never let go. The level of detail is immaculate. Reading these two going through the growing pains of falling in love, in a time when it was forbidden, makes me melt every single time.

Hell was the journey (but it brought me heaven)

Chapter 9 - Cottage

"I hope you don't mind that I brought us here.” Kara mumbled with a breath of relief when Lena finally woke up, opening her gorgeous green-blue eyes. “We kept saying we would come and something always came up.“ Kara smiled, and then clarified, “We are in the cottage your mom left you." Kara kissed Lena’s hand, clutched in hers. "I needed to get you out of the city. I couldn't bear it if something happened to you. I think I would tear this world apart." “What happened?” Lena groggily questioned.  “He put a bomb in your car,” Kara explained in a low voice. And before Lena could ask, she added, “I got Frank out, remember? He’s okay, nothing but a few scratches, nothing to worry about. You lost consciousness after the blast, we were too close to it. Alex ordered an entire retreat. Everyone is in a safe house. Except for J’onn and Brainy.” Lena covered her face with her free hand, a thoughtful, yet miserable expression on her face, “How long was I out?” “You woke up after the ordeal pretty soon. Alex looked you over and decided to sedate you so you would rest. That was a little over 16 hours ago.”  “So, you decided to fly me to Ireland?” Lena asked, and Kara could tell she was trying to lighten up the mood. “No, I couldn’t fly with unconscious, precious cargo, over the Atlantic.” She replied, trying to smile. She kissed Lena’s knuckles and continued, “I was a little too on edge for that. I used the portal watch.” “My knight in shining armor…” Lena teased in a mumble. “This is my fault.” Kara confessed, in an equally low voice.  “I don’t think it is, Kara. It was me who antagonized John Kiley.” Lena didn’t even try to sit down, which made Kara worry a bit, because she knew how stubborn her girlfriend was. “Maybe you should have let the shooter hit the target.” “Don’t joke about that…” Kara said between gritted teeth. “It’s not funny. I put you in this situation too, and I don’t know how to protect you. How to protect our family.”

2019

Choking Hazard [david/patrick, M, 1,964] by Coffee_Flavored_Kisses

A continuation of my Tumblr post: Can’t stop thinking about Patrick with his lips close to David’s ear that first time they have a chance to fool, around and he’s in the middle of saying something absolutely filthy when he gets his hand inside David’s pants and realizes how fucking huge he is, and it makes him lose track of what he’s saying.

darling, only you can ease my mind [david/patrick, G, 1,552] by Asanamu

Patrick helps David deal with his insecurities. Or, I watched the music video for Ease My Mind by Ben Platt and all I could think about were David and Patrick

frission of energy [david/patrick, G, 421] by @enablelove

As the ring of the bell signals her entrance, Krista quickly realizes that the pair of owners are very much involved with each other, based on how close they are.

Just a Sex Thing [david/patrick, E, 1,422] by smilexdarling

Patrick becomes an amateur plumber for the day and David...has some feelings about it.

Never Again [david/patrick, T, 6,440] by @mostlyinthemorning

Wedding planning is stressful, but it's Patrick who's feeling the worst of it.

For this Fic Rec Friday, let’s all share our favorite hurt/comfort fics. If you are ever having a bad day I find reading a lovely hurt/comfort fic to be a great balm.

Apparently it’s Christmas in July because my recommendation is ‘tis the season (of joy and sorrow) by @flowertrigger

It’s emotional hurt/comfort with smut mixed in.

Thank you @jamilas-pen for the banner.

Tagging @carolrain @characterassassination-at-9am @chelle-68 @jamilas-pen @queenmabcreates @ramonaflow @stereopticons and @a-noble-dragon

Schrödinger's Cave - @sciencewife

Happy one year anniversary to a really fun fic! Many twists and turns, and the ghosts of one man, come to haunt Aperture's halls. A very good read to check out! A sequel to this piece! [LINK]

*content warning: implied abuse*

fly away on the breeze to freedom [ao3 here] (Prompts 1-5: Leaves, Courage, Dress, Garden, Alone)

“There is freedom waiting for you, On the breezes of the sky, And you ask “What if I fall?” Oh but my darling, What if you fly?” -- Erin Hanson

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Thick fog swirls soft and gray along the edge of the yard, long fingers slowly snaking their way through a maze of trunks and branches to settle in a heavy blanket above the multi-colored treetops. A blue ceramic mug gripped tightly between her hands, she savors its warmth in the chill of the early morning. Wisps of steam curl off the hot liquid to dissipate in the crisp autumn air, and the rich aroma of hot chocolate wraps itself around her like a gentle hug, always her comfort drink of choice on a dreary day.

She thinks about the dress hanging in her closet, silken white, skirt layered with tulle to make it full and fluffy, bodice overlaid with intricate lace and beadwork.

She thinks about the suit in the closet opposite hers, a classic black tux with a silver vest and shiny black shoes. She thinks about the man who will be wearing it.

She almost didn’t buy the dress. It had been a rare moment of bravery that had risen from within her, but then had dissipated as quickly as the steam from her cocoa.

Her sister had pleaded with her, tried to convince her she’d be safe, that all of Kara’s family and friends would be there to protect her if she could just find the courage to walk away. But she was too scared of the consequences, too scared of ending up alone. It was something her fiancé liked to remind her of, how sad and inconsequential her life would be without him. For some reason she always believed him.