#patvid

[cherishingstydia]

Ok but a buddie first kiss like David and Patrick’s??? Rewatching schitts creek….again and it’s all I could think of during that scene. Patrick is Eddie and David is Buck.

[murphels]

everyone talks about how david is so dramatic but patrick really climbed a whole ass mountain on multiple occasions just to stare contemplatively at the vista and be like “I Am Very Gay”

[romance-and-nibblies]

What👏🏻is👏🏻their👏🏻last👏🏻name👏🏻

[wild-aloof-rebel]

😍 David looking at Patrick 😍

[birdy-lady]

Behind the Episode : Dead Guy in Room 4

[wanderyears]

holy schitt it’s a fic rec

for anyone and everyone (but @im-here-sammy​ the most)

---The Boy Who Doesn’t Exist by falconeggs

To ensure that Patrick never falls in love, he thinks up an impossible boy and casts a spell to tie their destinies together. He doesn’t exactly know that, though, because he’s just a kid when he does it.

---Tonight I'll Drift In A Dream With You by torakowalski

“Patrick is sleeping,” Alexis says helpfully. “I’m not really sure what David is doing, but earlier he was just sort of smiling dopily at the top of Patrick’s head. It was really gross.”

---In Tea Leaves by taelynhawker

It isn’t just about the tea. Or wanting it to be perfect. It is about those things, but David might also be freaking out a little bit about what he just said to Patrick. Maybe he just needs to see that what he told Ted is true. Sometimes it does work out.

---One Week by lettered @letteredlettered

Every day of the first week of David and Patrick's relationship.

---All the Things You are to Me by hudders-and-hiddles @wild-aloof-rebel

After accidentally calling David "babe," Patrick spends weeks trying to find the perfect pet name for him.

---Memorial Weekend by another_hero 

David shook his head again, brought his hands up to his face. “I know, I know, okay, but you,” he said, “are easy to love. And I—” Patrick opened his mouth, but David fluttered a hand in front of him for silence.

---Hide Your Diamonds by helvetica_upstart

“I’m going to work on wedding planning,” Patrick says, smacking a kiss onto David’s lips, “And you are going to reconcile with your sister.”

David wrings his hands. “But — you can’t tell the difference between eggshell and ivory!”

“Better make up quickly, then!”

---Of All the Riches. by falconeggs

Patrick Brewer is an actor and music superstar, with millions of adoring fans worldwide. David Rose is a pioneer in social media influencing, with a successful reality show chronicling the life of him and his family. One ostentatious evening, the two celebrities meet.

---Keep Me in Your Glow by goingmywaydoll @brewerspatrick

David and Patrick take a trip to Bed, Bath & Beyond.

--- As Fate Would Have It by bytheseas @davidrosed

There’s coffee in one of David’s hands, and a bag of fabric in the other, and he’s rushing down the hallway because he’s running late, and he might not make it, but there’s a hand that holds the door for him so he can slip in, just in time.He knows who it is before he even sees their face.

---You've Got Me Feeling Emotions (Deeper than I've Ever Dreamed of) by wardo_wedidit 

“Um,” he tries, suddenly concentrating very hard on his shoelaces. “I have what is probably a very, very stupid idea. What if… I pretended to be your boyfriend?”

---As Seen By by taelynhawker

David And Patrick through the eyes of others.

[jpierrepontcriss]

can we talk about this gif too pls

you can actually see the gears turning in david’s mind when he takes out the box, like he’s interlocking all the puzzle pieces of everything patrick has said and done in their relationship and that day, the picture forming right before his eyes as the last piece clicks into place when he turns around to see patrick on one knee  😭💍

[startswithhope]

incapable of faking sincerity...

Because Saturday mornings are perfect for ficlet writing and I wanted to try my hand at writing Stevie... (AO3)

He should probably look away, but it’s quiet and there isn’t much else to do, so staring at his boyfriend across the store as he meticulously checks that every label is facing out on every bottle seems to be the best use of Patrick’s time. David is in a zone, his mind probably elsewhere (thinking of new vendors or what sweater he’s going to wear to dinner) as he doesn’t seem to notice Patrick’s fond gaze.

“You’re gross,” he hears from behind him, startling a bit as he’d completely forgotten that Stevie was there, leaning against the wall behind the register with a bottle of wine she’s most definitely not planning to pay for.

Knowing what she’s referring to, he decides to play dumb, because bantering with Stevie is one of his favorite things.

“Pardon?”

Stevie steps around him to lean her hip on the counter, her head swiveling to David and back to Patrick with exaggerated flair. “You love him so much it makes my teeth hurt.”

“And that’s gross why?” Patrick questions, hiding his smile behind his hand as he leans down and props his chin into his palm.

Her eyes roll to the back of her head and she harrumphs under her breath. “Because....because cavities are bad and going to the dentist is...uh…” Her words trail off...

“You lost the plot a bit, eh?” Patrick chides, raising his eyebrow as she just shrugs and begins to peel at the label on the wine bottle with her short nail.

A companionable silence falls between them and Patrick’s eye search out David again, this time catching his gaze and they share a sweet smile.

“You’re gonna marry him, right?”

Stevie’s voice is quiet, but her words are loud, hitting him square in the chest like a wave hitting a taut sail.

Stammering a bit, he whispers, “Hopefully, yeah, but I’m still figuring out the moment to ask so if you could keep your voice down…”

“Oh come on,” she interrupts, “he’s planning his outfits for the week and isn’t hearing a word we’re saying. So...yeah...good. I just needed to make sure you were making that happen.”

Stevie looks back down at her wine bottle, frowning at the edge of the label she’s ripped off as if it is responsible for its own destruction.

Concerned, Patrick leans a bit closer, nudging her hip with the back of his hand as he asks, “You okay?”

Patrick watches as Stevie straightens, the mask he’s seen her put on during Cabaret rehearsals when she’s uncomfortable sliding into place. He’s thankful that he’s had time with Stevie to get to know her better outside of her friendship with David, as he now feels like he’s her friend, too, in his own right.

“Fine. I’m fine. I just want you two to be happy, that’s all.”

Lie.

Straightening, he decides to take charge of this situation. “Hey David,” he calls across the store, smiling as David seems to shake himself out of his internal world to look up. “We’re gonna go grab some tea from the cafe, want anything?”

“My usual, thanks,” David replies with a flourish of his ringed fingers, a big smile his thank you before he’s back to counting scarves on the rack on the wall.

Patrick walks around the counter, leading a confused and very prickly Stevie by the elbow out the door. She shakes him off as soon as they are outside.

“Did I say I wanted tea? I don’t remember anything about tea.” She holds her now stolen bottle of wine in the air as if to make a point of her drinking preferences.

“Yes, Stevie, you can take that bottle of wine. You are very welcome,” Patrick jokes, hoping to lower her hackles a bit so he can find out what’s really going on.

A small smile cracks through her facade as the wine bottle finds its home in her shoulder bag and she falls into step beside Patrick. Time to prod a little.

“You wanna tell me what that was all about back there?” he asks, voice quiet and reassuring, or at least he hopes it is.

He’s learned over these past few weeks that Stevie can be really closed off, but not all the time. When she’s comfortable, she can be quite direct. Unnervingly so.

She stops when they reach the sidewalk outside of the cafe, her eyes narrowing at him slightly as if she’s trying to make a decision. When her hand wraps around his elbow and she’s dragging him to the side of the building, he guessing that decision has been made. When they’re fully out of sight of passersby, she lets go of him and digs her hands into the flannel at her hips.

“I thought I was in love with him once,” she states, “...got all emo about it and everything. It was embarrassing. But I figured out that it wasn’t love, not that kind anyway, but I do still love him. A lot.”

“I know, Stevie,” Patrick murmurs, his affection for this woman growing ever stronger the more he gets to know her.

Stevie continues as if Patrick hasn’t spoken, as if this is a monologue she’s memorized (which is rather ironic considering she can’t get a single one of her lines right in Cabaret).

“I don’t know what love really means, but I see you and David and it makes me feel hopeful. Not necessarily hopeful for me, really, but hopeful that sometimes fate might be real and maybe that perfect person is really out there.” She stops and gives him a pointed look, waving her hand in his face in a way that reminds him so much of David that he finds his lips curling into a smile as she continues. “And before you get an even bigger head than you already have, I am not calling you perfect. You’re just...perfect for David.”

“He’s perfect for me, too,” Patrick replies, having known this truth since he listened to David’s rambling voicemails back on the first day they met.

“Hi. Yeah, I know that,” Stevie grumbles, “thanks for paying attention. So, I’m gonna need you to put a ring on that asshole over there, despite all the the antiquated and hetero reasons for marriage. Not just because you guys deserve to be happy, but because we’ll be doing karaoke for his bachelor party and I’m getting it filmed this time for blackmail purposes.”

Patrick laughs out loud at that, pulling Stevie in for a hug that she fights for a second or two, her hands then gripping at the back of his shirt as she hugs him back. It’s brief, but meaningful.

As they walk together into the cafe, Patrick leans in to whisper, “You know I’ll be needing a copy of those videos, right”

“Oh, we’ll be playing them at the wedding.”