In the glow of a picturesque laptop, I occasionally write fics on Ao3 as SweetSirius, particularly in the Schitt's Creek fandom. Check below for my fic master list!
Long fics (over 40,000 words):
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You Can Fall
: (AU, 96,986 words) Patrick Brewer has spent four years existing, just trying to build himself back up. He has a LOT of baggage. He's absolutely not ready for a relationship. At a party, while trying to Get Back Out There, he meets a stranger who makes him want to try living again. (Rated E, handling emotions and intimacy through sex)
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Anything for Us
: (AU, 123,588 words) From the moment he trips over David Rose in the hallway outside English, Patrick Brewer is determined to be his friend. And David, despite his best efforts to remain unfriended, never stands a chance. But everything changes. (Rated E, HS/University AU)
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One Last Shot
: (AU, 49,266 words) David has had enough of working for a photography company with an off-the-books philosophy of "sleaze and cheese". This is, in fact, his last job. At least it's an easy shoot - a puff piece on some up-and-coming Canadian singer-songwriter on the indie circuit who's just been catapaulted to widespread fame. He'll be in his apartment and wallowing in his bamboo-silk sheets before he knows it. (Rated E, photographerDavid)
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Bon Hiver
: (AU, 42,530 words) Patrick, fresh off ending his engagement, is desperate to not be around people this Christmas. It seems like a long shot that the owner of this cottage, in a town neither he nor anyone he knows has ever heard of, is also looking for an eleventh-hour escape over the holidays, but ... there's this pull in his gut that he's curious about. (Rated E, The Holiday AU, *Frozen Over*)
Middle-sized fics (over 5,000 words):
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Working Out
: (AU, 8,763 words) Patrick has just started working out at a new gym, and he keeps noticing this guy ... (Rated M, inspired by the "I'm in love with my gym bro" reddit thread.)
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Open Arms and Wide Awake
: (AU, 17,997 words) David doesn’t know how he’s become a hugger. He hates hugging people. He also needs eye cream. And since his resume contains none of the receptionist skills that Stevie has, well, here he is. David Rose: Professional Hugger. The company calls them “cuddlers”, but David just can not. (Rated M, CuddlerDavid *Passions and Pastimes*)
Short fics (under 5,000 words):
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Head over Heels
: (missing canon, 1,248 words) David is appalled. He cannot believe that Patrick is doing this. In a public place. There are people around, and he’s just sitting there, doing that. It’s positively obscene. Patrick. Is sitting there. Reading. And rubbing David’sankle. (Rated T, Missing Moment)
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Come on, get higher, loosen my lips
: (missing canon, 3,274 words) David is drunk, and full of good feeling. He has 15 polar bear shots dancing through his bloodstream, a hotel room all to himself, and a severe case of missing his boyfriend. (Rated E, Patrick gets a late-night phone call during season 5, episode 4: The Dress)
Not only is he delivering wonderful scenes (that LOOK directly into camera is going to stay with me and while we're at it i need someone to make a gift of that please) but also DAMN if he didn't show up from minute 1 looking ridiculously, illegally hot.
Buck lays his feet on Eddie’s lap as they sit in comfortable silence on the couch, Buck reading and Eddie staring into the ether since someone on B-shift lost the television remote. Eddie absently brushes his hand up and down Buck’s shin, enjoying the peace of no calls and no chores until dinner. Buck peers at him over the edge of his book, clearly not reading anymore, and grins. Placing the book down on the table, he begins to slide forward until he’s scooted himself almost all the way onto Eddie’s lap.
“Hey, there,” Eddie whispers as he cups Buck’s cheek to anchor himself as they kiss.
Buck smiles against his mouth. “Missed you.”
“From all the way over there?” Eddie teases, taking everything Buck gives him even though he knows they’re not supposed to be doing this at the station. Or at least not so out in the open.
“Of course.”
They’re interrupted by something tapping against their faces, forcing them to separate.
“Dollar for the kiss jar.” Chimney holds out the offending container. Set on his face is the disappointed expression he mastered from watching Bobby deal with them for all those years—and that was all pre-relationship.
Buck glares. “You know, no one likes a hall monitor.”
“And no one likes PDA,” Chimney gripes in return. “One of you has to pay up.” He continues to jiggle the pretzel container—one of those large ones shaped kind of like a beehive—in front of them like a street performer.
Eddie glances at Buck. “You’re the one who started it.”
Buck makes a face at him as he searches for his wallet. “See if I start anything when we get home,” he mutters under his breath before he curses because his wallet hunt turns up empty. It’s probably in his locker. Defeated, he sighs. “We really should set up venmo for this thing.”
“This was supposed to make you two not kiss in public spaces,” Chimney grumbles while eyeing what has to be a fifty dollars filling the jug. They emptied it last week, which was enough to purchase take-out for the entire station including B-shift. “Somehow I think it’s had the opposite effect.”
“How about an IOU?” Eddie suggests after Buck continues to come up with nothing and he’s certainly not going to attempt a search, though he is certain there’s a dollar in change under these couch cushions. Unfortunately, he’s particularly comfortable right now, with Buck on top of him.
“An IOU to babysit the kids tonight and we’ll call it even.”
Eddie turns to Buck, a smile cracking across his lips. “I don’t know; sounds like extortion to me.”
“See what happens when he finally gets some power?” Buck agrees, brows arched. “But also, Jee and Robby’s bedtime is like seven. They won’t be home from date night until ten easy and no one will be around between then.” He waggles his eyebrows for the exaggerated comedic effect of it all to drive Chimney up a wall, and Eddie has to laugh.
“Like the way you think.”
Standing, Buck salutes Chimney. No attempt is made to conceal his mischievous grin. “We accept. See you at six-thirty, captain.” He gestures for Eddie to follow as he begins to head downstairs.
“Hey!” Chimney quickly calls out, “No making out at my house, Buckley!”
Not turning around, Buck waves him off. “No promises.”
I feel quite naive, but honestly, what drives a person to comment on an entirely neutral thread with "go and die then"? What made them think they needed to put that out into the world? They could have just thought it, and, yeah, that'd make them a bit of a shitty person, but it wouldn't have done any damage. Is it that they think, in their bubble, it's a wonderfully witty thing to say? Are they that deluded that they think everyone is waiting for their opinion? Why? Why would you go and purposefully try to make someone's day worse?
Maybe I'm also naive in thinking this site is better, because it seems to be filled with open, weird and honestly funny people. Maybe that's just my bubble. Think I'll stay in it. I'm tired of people making it their mission to convince me humanity is shitty. Bombard me with vanilla extract. Tie me up in the president's shoelaces. Something something AND I'M JAVERT.
So in the future, before I click 'post', I have a motto: is it going to make someone's day better or worse?
I miss your writing in the Schitts Creek Fanfic universe! - Any ambition or plans to pick it up again, it was so enjoyable.
hi and thank you! I've been MIA from here for a while (life stuff ... also I got a puppy and it has kind of hijacked all my free time) but I still think this fandom had the best and most consistently wonderful stable of writers in it, so it's lovely to be included. 🥰
I haven't been writing much lately. I'd love to get back into it, though. If and when, I'd want whatever it is to be worthy of the source material. I've been vaguely thinking about an idea, but it'll need a bit of thought and inertia to turn it into actual writing.
Either way, I've had the best times in this fandom. It'd be lovely to come back to where everyone fits in.
burning one hell of a something... [david/patrick, T, 8,881] by @startswithhope
Bad ventilation, burnt steak and an obnoxious fire alarm, all the ingredients needed for Patrick to meet David and spark a very different kind of flame.
(this is pure flirty fluff with AU and canon interspersed, spread over 6 short chapters that I’ll be posting over consecutive days)
Give My All [david/patrick, E, 10,220] by @mickeysmyheart
It's David's birthday & his and Patrick's anniversary. Patrick plans a few surprises for David, wanting this to be a very relaxing day for them since there's been some stress planning the wedding, running the store, and finding a new place for them to live together. That doesn't mean David doesn't have a surprise of his own for Patrick.
2020
A private kind of happiness [david/patrick, E, 4,550 + art] by @kiwiana-writes @sparklesmagiclightlove
“We need to find a solution to this,” he grumbles as he leaves Patrick to tidy himself up while he deals with the interruption.
Stevie is the interruption. But miraculously, suspiciously, annoyingly — she is also the solution.
All I Can Do Is Keep Breathing [david/patrick, T, 3,304] by @loveisallyouneed21
Two moments, one where Patrick has to deal with a traumatic memory and one where homophobia comes from someone outside of Schitt’s Creek.
All's Right With the World [david/patrick, E, 39,103] by PositivelyBedeviledSchitthead
Providing “behind-the-scenes” glimpses of Patrick’s and David’s life together post-Rachel, this work is mostly canon-compliant.
an old-fashioned man [david/patrick, G, 1,300] by the_hodag
Clint and David have a moment at Patrick’s “surprise” birthday party.
Fiona, Adele, Alanis [david/patrick, T, 3,064] by bigficenergy
Stevie, Patrick, and David walk into a bar. Karaoke and tipsy affection ensue.
Green-Eyed Monster [david/patrick, T, 2,416] by @agoodpersonrose
After missing his chance on David's birthday, Patrick deals with watching him get set-up on a date with somebody else.
Hop on the Purple Line [alexis/twyla, G, 2,024] by @kindofspecificstore
Alexis is preparing to leave Schitt's Creek, and Twyla can't bare to see her go (or tell her how she really feels)
Kissception [david/patrick, NR, 806] by MoreHuman
Patrick has figured out how to make David want it. It isn’t that hard, to be honest.
What’s Cookin’, Good Lookin’? [david/patrick, E, 1,435] by @delilah-mcmuffin
“In here!” David’s voice called out from the direction of the kitchen.
Patrick frowned and braced himself. The thought of David alone in the kitchen all day was both terrifying and adorable. He frequently spent his days off cooking things for Patrick, deep diving on Pinterest for recipes he thought would make Patrick’s mouth water. And Patrick appreciated the thought, he really did. It was just that sometimes, after a day spent in the kitchen, all that David had to show for his efforts was the thought. And some kind of lumpy, burnt thing that was supposedly a pot roast or maybe banana bread.
you're stuck in my head, stuck on my heart, stuck on my body [david/patrick, G, 1,436] by scullymldrs
It’s probably a little ridiculous, considering that they have phones and Patrick could just text David these things. But David adores these little notes, these simple reminders of Patrick’s affection.
2021
Dress You Up [david/patrick, T, 3,200] by @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3
Patrick goes shopping for shirts. Feelings ensue.
“So take me shopping then.”
“Oh honey, I don’t know if we’ll survive that kind of test so early on in our relationship.”
Patrick doesn’t know whether he should call attention to the relationship or the honey. He likes the sound of both. He already can’t stop tasting the shape of boyfriend in his mouth and it’s only been two days. He loves it. He loves it so much he’s volunteering to shop.
If I Could Know Within My Heart [david/patrick, T, 5,629] by MoreHuman
David remembers thirteen. Thirteen turned him into a different person, too, and he’s not just talking about the nose job. Thirteen made him hyper-aware of everyone staring at him and everyone he thought was staring at him and everyone who could potentially one day be staring at him. So he gave them all a reason to stare. Thirteen was the year fashion became his armor. He looks over at the contour palettes, glitter, and false eyelashes spread out on the table next to them. Maybe Jayson’s looking for his own armor.
You can fall [david/patrick, E, 96,896] by @wordthieve
Patrick's instinct is to leave, but he’s just noticed something about this guy. “I know you …” he says slowly, uncertainly.It’s hardly flattering, but the other guy chuckles. It’s a nice sound, Patrick thinks, cautiously.
“Yeah,” says the guy, his grin sliding into a smirk. “I think you, uh, tried to flirt with me once.”
And now Patrick recognises him. A million years ago, at a party he hadn’t thought twice about, before everything really took off, this guy stood in a kitchen, not unlike this one, wearing a shirt blazoned with a mouth and bloody fangs, teasing Patrick.
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Patrick Brewer has a LOT of baggage. He's absolutely not ready for a relationship.
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In which the author tries not to spoil anything, and in doing so fails completely at the summary.
2022
[Podfic] And sew it begins... [david/patrick, G, podfic] by @sweatersinthesummer
So what if David had mentioned a favorite black t-shirt that he’d lost in the move to Schitt’s Creek? He had waxed rhapsodic over lunch one day about how the sleeves were the perfect length, how it was just fitted enough and soft, so soft. Patrick listened, and thought maybe it was time to try sewing something new.
(Read by the author)
Ain't no friend of mine [david/patrick, G, 2,027] by @lizzie-bennetdarcy
"Um, hi?"
"Oh hey, sorry, I was looking for someone else. Must be the wrong apartment."
David sat up, his full attention on the door. He knew that voice - despite their disastrous elevator encounter, his stomach still felt fluttery at hearing Blue Shirt outside his door.
David and Patrick meet under less than ideal circumstances.
Everyday is Summer With You [david/patrick, E, 7,700] by @a-noble-dragon
A collection of one shot ficlets featuring David, Patrick, and with guest appearances from their friends.
The picnic spot is perfect for the four of them. They sit huddled together on a rug next to the large lake. David savours the last bites of their lunch while the others chatter inanely. Alexis plays with the ribbons in her girlfriend’s hair, and Twyla weaves flowers together that she finds in the long meadow grass, placing colourful crowns onto Alexis and Patrick's bowed heads.
2023
can't buy me love [david/patrick, G, 252] by @enablelove
David has always lived his life as the provider - money, drugs, alcohol, you name it and people have flocked to David because they know he has whatever they might desire.
Pointy [david/patrick, T, 1,592] by @wearpersistencewell
Patrick is with Ken. So why can't he stop thinking about David?
Stats:
No fanworks for 2017, 2018, or 2024
2019: 2 fics/19,101 words
2020: 10 fanworks (9 fics, 1 fic/art combo)/59,438 words
2021: 3 fics/105,815 words
2022: 3 fanworks (2 fics, 1 podfic)/9,780 words
2023: 2 fics/1,844 words
Total: 20 fanworks (18 fics, 1 podfic, 1 fic/art combo)/195,978 words
Thanks to @mostlyinthemorning for tagging me and bringing this back around.
For Day 1, I want to share one of the first Frozen Over fics I remember reading. Bon Hiver by @wordthieve has impeccable banter, queer feelings, cozy holiday vibes and hot, hot sex. Basically, it’s everything you could want in a holiday fic and I highly recommend it!
