#holmesapothecary

[wild-aloof-rebel]

Dan Levy for Bustle

[language-of-love]

Do not doomscroll. Think about Patrick and David snuggling on the count on a crisp fall evening instead.

Yes. This. 

I imagine David pushing for an aesthetic in their living room, with monochromatic pillows and throws. Patrick, not caring much one way or another, would have obliged, stashing his grandma’s old patchwork quilt in the den where he goes to watch baseball or play his guitar. 

After being away for a few days visiting his parents, he smiles when he finds David out on their back porch sipping coffee (with a dash of booze), waiting for him amidst their twinkle lights, all wrapped up in that ratty old quilt with a sheepish smile he’s trying desperately to hide behind his mug. Patrick doesn’t say anything about it, but when he joins him, he pulls the quilt around them both a little tighter and smiles into the side of his husband’s neck. They stay out there until dark, watching the leaves as they rustle and fall to the yard in a colorful pile and kissing each other’s smiles. 

Ask me anything - tell me something good that’s happened lately - chat about fic - whatever. 

[hullomoon]

13. “for starters, that’s impossible.”

Patrick sat on the barstool, fiddling with his beer and occasionally taking a sip. This wasn’t his usual kind of place, but after Rachel had asked him to take her, he agreed. When he went to the club the first time he felt out of place and wanted to turn around. It took Rachel coaxing him and promising to buy his drinks for him to stay. And that’s when Patrick saw him.

Patrick had noticed him from across the room. The man was dancing in a cluster of other people but he stood out. It wasn’t just his outfit, which looked too expensive for Patrick’s taste, no it was the confidence the man exuded like he knew he was the hottest person there and could have anyone in the club if he just asked.

Rachel had teased him when she noticed his attention rarely drifted away from the man the entire night. Patrick started to return to the club each week, whether or not Rachel joined him he would either sit at the bar or find a table looking for the man. Any guy that approached him he brushed off, but he was too nervous to talk to the man himself.

“He’s not telepathic you know. The best way to talk to him is, you know talk to him. I would suggest dancing but that’s never been your strong suit,” Rachel said taking a sip of her cosmopolitan.

“There’s no way he would be interested in me. You saw what I wore the first time I came here, I looked like I should’ve been at a PTA meeting.”

“For starters, that’s impossible that he wouldn’t be interested in you. You just need to be your charming, witty self and he won’t know that if you don’t say anything.” Rachel stood up, giving Patrick a quick hug, “I’m taking off. I promised Stevie I would be quick.” She walked toward a brunette in a flannel, giving her a kiss before taking her hand and walking out the door.

Patrick felt something brush up against him. “Can I have a martini?”

Turning his head he noticed it was the man from the dance floor. Up close he looked even better. He had a sheen of sweat on his forehead and Patrick could smell the woodsy scent of his cologne. A hint of chest hair peeked out from the shirt. If this was a movie then Patrick would have fallen out of the barstool. 

“Oh, it’s you.”

Patrick left his daydream to see the man was now staring at him.

“Oh-uh,” He stammered.

The man grinned, “I’ve noticed you staring at me the last couple of weeks, I thought you’d be more coherent.”

Patrick wiped his palms on his jeans, “Uh, I didn’t mean to stare at you. I-I mean that yes, I was staring at you, but it was more because I wanted to talk to you but I didn’t know what to say.”

“You seem to be doing a fine job right now. I’m David.”

“Hi David, I’m Patrick.”

“Do you want to dance with me?”

A million thoughts ran through his head before he grinned and replied, “Yes.”  

[mollymop2019]

HELP😩I just got a lovely Christmas 🎄 card from a total stranger. Because she signed it “Warmest Regards”. I’m assuming she got my name from a list that began on Tumbler. One of the amazing Schitt’s Creek fans asked for people to sign up if they wanted to participate in a Christmas card exchange. I did, but never got the list of other names. Just assumed there was a glitch somewhere. However, because I did receive one, there’s going to be a person who DOESNT. I feel really bad, but I can’t remember who started it. Hoping this will get back to him and we can fix the situation. My best guess is it may have been holmesapothecary🤔

[leupagus]

holmesapothecary replied to your photoset: #hope he’s wearing sunscreen

@leupagus OMG I thought the same thing. LOL

Oh fuck - no, that amazing little tag was all @patrickbrewerisgay, I just had like... additional feelings about it. Sorry will edit with credit!

[projektrevenge]

holmesapothecary replied to your post: holmesapothecary replied to your post “does...

Highlight all the frames in the timeline and then just use crop like you normally would.

omg really??? this whole time I’ve been fiddling around with image/canvas crop and losing my mind. thank you!!!!!

[hullomoon]

Beth! I'm so happy we became friends this year. From running ourselves crazy this summer with our accidentally huge fundraiser to your lovely fic (and lovely beta-ing), you are stellar!!!! Here is to a 2020 full of yelling over our favorite show and more stories to share.

bea i wish you could see the gigantic grin i had on my face when i read this. i also realized when i sent you a message i forgot to tell you what a wonderful beta you’ve been for me and it would be remiss if i didn’t tell you here, so thank you for making my words make sense. i can’t wait to see what’s in store for us next year and i have a feeling we’re gonna just be puddles on the floor by the end.

[jcams88]

Hey friend, thanks for being such a fun person to hang around the internet with and talk about SC, baking, politics, how bad the Abby/Harper plotline is, and much much more. Here is to a much better 2021 (but not less cookies).

Bea! You’re so sweet! Here’s to more hanging out on the internet, even more cookies and maybe eventually leaving the house lol. Happy New Year! 💖