Week 47 brought to us by @stargazer56
In the spirit of discovery, this week let's all recommend our favorite underrated gems. Is there a fic you constantly reread that you think deserves more love? What about that fic you've been dying to recommend, but it doesn't fit neatly into any of the previous categories? Writers, is there a fic of yours that you feel is overlooked? Let's recommend those deep cuts and fics that haven't previously received any Fic Rec Friday love.
I think these four deserve some more love and kudos, so if you haven’t had the pleasure of reading them, get with it! 💙🖤
by lonely_ampersand / @smblmn
“You dropped this” reads the post-it note stuck to the snippy guy’s card. A card that the snippy guy himself just slid on the table where David was peacefully eating until his disruption. And now, the snippy guy is looking down at him from where he’s standing beside David’s booth, wearing a sort-of-smile that is, unfortunately, not not doing things for him.
Trapped In This Gothic Horror Show
by calloftheloon / @wearpersistencewell
David and Patrick navigate an alternate timeline where the Rose family never lost their money, and Schitt's Creek never had the Roses - with the help of Twyla and a few awakening loved ones. Or, in which I attribute "Roadkill" to a glitch in the matrix, with AU goodness to boot.
by TrickiWoo / @trickiwooao3
David was well practiced in turning nothing into something. This situation with Patrick sure felt like something, but he needed to be sure. He used to count things out of anxiety but this was a scientific inquiry. It was definitely not a compulsion. Patrick was spending entirely too much time thinking about, wondering about, and, if he was honest, fantasizing about his new business partner. He knew he could get caught in an endless loop of this kind of analysis and speculation. He needed an action item.
Memories Feel Like Weapons
by elifisher96 / @elifisher96
His feet did not touch the floor, so he began to swing them back and forth, but stopped when the woman behind the desk looked up at him. I’m going to be in trouble, he thought. My mom is going to be here and she’s going to take me out of school and hit me because I’ve been bad. He waited for what felt like an eternity, going over worst-case scenarios in his head. Finally, the principal came out of her office and gestured for Patrick to follow her. Heart hammering, hands balled up at his sides, he went with her, scared that his mother would be waiting for him.
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