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This or That: David & Patrick

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Open Mic performance or Willkommen / Brewer-Rose or Rose-Brewer / quiet sex at Ray’s or sneaky sex at the motel / service top!Patrick or thirsty bottom!Patrick / “designated grapes” or “you’re my Mariah Carey” / David has an art studio in the cottage or Patrick sets up a veggie patch / wedding reception missing scene or post-Jake's house missing scene / bratty sub!David or competent Dom!David / David’s wedding vows or Olive Branch lip-sync / David and Ronnie's friendship or Patrick and Ronnie's rivalry / Patrick calling the Roses 'Johnny and Moira' or David calling the Brewers 'mum and dad' / pet names or no pet names / backseat car sex or backroom make outs / AU fics or & canon compliant / they get a dog or cat / David in a skirt or Patrick in his baseball outfit / early morning sleepy sex or late night couch sex / BDE!Patrick or disaster gay!Patrick / Patrick’s habit of neck kisses or David’s habit of shoulder rubbing / last scene of Meet the Parents or last scene of Start Spreading the News

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name: julia

age: X=(Nosho)x2

your time zone: Pacific Standard Time (PST) / UTC -8 (it's a pleasure to hang out with you Australians on discord at night!)

what do you do for work? manage operations for a small agency

do you have any pets? a cat and a dog who are the most reluctant roommates and eat each other's food

what first drew you to this fandom? i was perusing the schitts creek subreddit in 2021 and someone recommended the show, specifically these mysterious mickey and ian characters. I was looking for a new show so in i went... and i have yet to emerge! This is really my first fandom and i can’t believe how nice and SO talented everyone here is!

are you a morning person or a night owl? for those of us who stay up late reading fics and then wake up early and read fics, this is a tricky question...

what are your hobbies? reading, galladrabbling, learning to draw a little, walking with audiobooks

how tall are you? 5' 6”-ish

if you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live? I’ve toyed with chicago, but considering how california i am, i’d probably freak out the minute the temp got below 45 degrees F (7 C?)

favorite color? aquamariney-blue

favorite book? tough question! one that comes to mind right now is Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine

favorite movie?  I can watch Pride & Prejudice (2005) anywhere anytime

favorite fic? Well this is basically impossible. None the Wiser, ORFNSP, You Deserve Good Things, Like Real People Do, and and and ...

favorite musical artist: new order & depeche mode, as this will answer the above age question for you

what is your average screen time so far this week? uhh… i do a lot of stuff on my phone ok??

what's the first app you open in the morning? instagram & discord

how long have you been on tumblr?  2 years

finally (and i know this one is hard) tell me a fun fact about yourself: there’s a chance i might still be able to do a cartwheel

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@krysmiss @suzy-queued @palepinkgoat @ms-moonlight-inn @mickeysgaymom

@tv-obssessions @astaraels @too-schoolforcool @bawlbrayker @deathclassic

@transmurderbug @ian-galagher @sandrashaine @francesrose3 @doshiart

@jademickian @piefrans @sweetbee78 @vintagelacerosette @gillyp

@gembu-tortuesouscafeine @heymrspatel @jessieoneday @callivich @look-i-love-u

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[shimmerystyles]

Mistletoe Makeup - Harry x Famous!Reader

Summary: Y/N and Harry have broken up just before the holidays. You decided that fighting over tabloids and rumours were just corrupting your relationship. Is there still a chance for a reunion before Christmas? Or are you destined for a holiday full of heartbreak.

word count: 3.9K

warnings: angst, arguing and swearing, accusations of cheating (if you blink you'll miss it), a happy ending (pinky promise (;)

You've been keeping yourself busy for days and days now as you had just broken up with your boyfriend, Harry a few weeks prior. He was your person, the one you did everything with as often as you could, so to go from having that outlet to losing it so quickly you tried your best to preoccupy yourself.

You turn the Christmas tree lights on to fill the once dark living room you were sitting in. As sad as you were, the holidays were your favourite time of year.

You've baked enough cookies to gift everyone and their nephews a few for the holidays, you've watched and rewatched Schitt's Creek three times and now, a fourth time.

"Why can't I have a love like David and Patrick, Ellie?" Your cat comes and sits next to you, purring into your lap. You smile and pet her head. "At least you love me, right baby?" She licks your hand once and nuzzles her head back into your lap.

You grab your phone with your free hand and turn it back on, your phone flooding with messages and missed calls you were meant to get back to but just never had the energy to.

One person remained missing from these messages.

Harry.

You knew he was probably going through his own grief but it still hurt that he wasn't apart of the urgency of needing you like the rest of the people in your notifications.

You decide to call back your manager, Maria, seeing as she left dozens of messages for you.

"Y/N? Oh thank goodness you picked up. You have an event tonight, girl. I was nervous that I was gonna have to cancel on them."

You sigh. "Maria, I don't really feel up for an event tonight. I don't feel up for anything really."

"Y/N, I wouldn't be asking if it wasn't this important, honey. I've cancelled carpet appearances and rescheduled meetings for you, but this is an important event. I can't cancel this one."

"Okay."

"Great, I'm sorry honey. Your stylist and team will be up shortly. This is Columbia Records holiday gala. You'll be seated with friends and familiar faces so it'll be a nice environment for you."

You felt your stomach drop. "Is Harry gonna be there?"

Silence filled the other end of the line.

"He will be there, yes. Not seated at your table, to my knowledge. If that's the case, I will call the event immediately and have you moved."

You gulped and breathed out slowly. "I can do this." You say through the phone.

"That's my girl. See you later, honey." The line clicks and you throw your phone across the couch.

"Well, Ellie. So much for finding out if Ted and Alexis get back together." She meows at you and you scoff.

"I KNOW i've seen it three times and know what happens, but let me live okay?" She rubs up against your hand and you smile.

"You're lucky you're cute."

The team came upstairs almost immediately following the call. "Y/N!" They exclaimed, rolling their stuff inside. You wave and smile weakly and your MUA, Marty pulls you in for a hug. "We're gonna make you SO hot babe, don't you worry!"

You sit and take his hand in yours. "Don't worry, hun. We got you."

You close your eyes and let them work their magic. Curling your hair and pinning pieces back. Natural but sparkly makeup. The dress, a red off shoulder sparkly gown with a high slit.

"That gowns too beautiful for me. I don't think I would pull that off." You chuckle nervously.

"Are you KIDDING?" Your stylist, May exclaims.

"May, I'm serious!" You laugh some more at her reaction.

"Baby, you're drop dead GORGEOUS. The dress is wearing YOU." She motions you over to the bathroom to change.

She helps you slip into the dress and turns you to the mirror. "You. Look. PERFECT!" She squeals. You smile softly. You felt beautiful, the most beautiful you've felt in days.

"Thank you, guys. Let's get tonight over with." You flip hair over your shoulder and they laugh.

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The driver parks in front of the red carpet and gets out to open the door for you. You breathe in and out nervously, anticipating the crowd of paparazzi screaming questions at you as you walk.

When the door opens, you hesitate for a moment but his hand extends in to help you.

"Thank you." He smiles and nods his head as you pick up one side of your dress to lift up onto the carpet. You're immediately rushed on and off you went, posing as if nothing was wrong.

The sounds of the paparazzi's were muffled and lights were blurry but you kept composed as you walked from marker to marker as they got their shots. You reached the end of the carpet and immediately sighed and dropped the smile.

Time to face the music.

You enter the venue and are greeted by trays of champagne. You grab a glass and make your way to the seating chart, looking for your name.

Table 3;

Y/N Y/L/N Chloe x Halle + 2 James Arthur + 1 Dove Cameron + 1

You froze as you looked at the table chart again.

Harry Styles + 1

You must've been the +1 that was added to his name but now you were independent on the list. That made you more nervous than ever. You took a couple deep breaths before you heard your name being called.

"Hey, girl! How are you?" You turn to see Dove reaching out to grab your hand. You extend it and she gives it a squeeze.

"I'm alright, Dove. How are you?" You smile weakly. She gives you a sincere look.

"I'm okay, girl. It's looking like you and I are at the same table, shall we?" She opens her arm to hook with yours and you take it.

As you enter the grand ballroom, you stand at the top of the staircase and everyone's gaze goes to you and Dove. You immediately turn your head to her and give her a confused look.

"What are they looking at, Dove?"

"Hun, they're looking at you." She rubs your hand with hers and you shake your head.

"A-are you sure?" you ask nervously. You look out into the crowd and see Harry, mouth open, in complete awe of you.

"Dove, I don't feel so well."

She gives you a nervous look. "Let's get you to the table okay?" She helps you walk down the stairs and to your assigned seats. You wave quickly to all your friends calling your name and throwing compliments out to you. When you reach your table, Dove helps you out.

"Hey guys, where are we seated?"

They gesture you to the seats on the other end of the table, away from Harry.

Thank goodness.

She walks you over to the other side and you both sit down.

"I'm sure it's because you haven't had anything substantial to eat. Hopefully they serve something better than that nasty pollock last year."

The table laughs, but you are too busy staring at Harry, who unfortunately, is staring right back. He breaks the gaze for a moment and you reach for your phone to keep yourself distracted. While scrolling Instagram, you get a text.

Harry: You look beautiful, Y/N/N.

You look up at him and he's still on his phone.

Y/N: No contact for weeks and this is the first thing you say to me?

Harry: I'm sorry, we broke up. I was pretty upset about everything.

Y/N: Even after our breakup, you didn't message me once. Not once.

Harry: That's the thing with breakups, Y/N. You end contact because the relationship you once had, was gone.

Y/N: Look at us, even after breaking up, we're still fighting.

Harry: I miss you.

You look up at him, his eyes pleading for you to say it back.

Y/N: Harry, you know I miss you.

Harry: Then what are we doing?

You sigh, feeling your eyes well up with tears. The first course is served and you take that excuse to drop the conversation you were having with your ex-boyfriend to take in the warm and spicy soup.

"This soup is so good." You say doing a little wiggle as you normally do when you like something and the table giggles at you.

"What?" You laugh back.

"It was cute, your wiggle when you like something, it's adorable." Harry says, everyone agreeing with him.

"Oh." You smile and continue to eat your soup, trying hard not to wiggle but you can't help it and Harry is mesmerized by you.

After all, you were the love of his life. It wasn't hard to see that.

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"That chicken was the best food they've ever served here." Dove says patting her stomach. You giggle.

"Honestly, the soup was the best part. I may dance while I eat a lot of stuff, but not with that." You joke and the table laughs with you.

Harry, hands on his face, listening to you joke and laugh with the table. A small smile creeping up on his face.

You catch his gaze as someone starts another conversation and you smile softly at him. He tilts his head towards the dance floor and you look down at your phone.

Y/N: Harry. What's happening?

Harry: Come dance with me.

Y/N: Is that the best idea?

Harry: Just come dance.

You place your phone on the table and stand up, Harry following. You walk over to his side of the table and he takes your hand softly as you guide him to the dance floor. You wrap your arms around his neck as he places his hands on your waist.

"So... how've you been?" He asks and you roll your eyes.

"How do you think, H?"

He smiles.

"Miserable, like me."

You nod.

"How did we get here, love? How did we break each other's hearts?" He asks.

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"You're a fucking idiot if you think I don't see the shit they're trying to pull over us." You spat at Harry as you walk away from him. He angrily follows you.

"And you're fucking crazy if you think a stupid tabloid would be true, Y/N. Never in my life have I EVER thought about cheating on you, seems like you're just insecure."

That stung.

"Fuck you, Styles. You're telling me you've NEVER been insecure either? How fucking dare you."

He scoffs. "Yeah, Y/N, I have. I see you with guys on carpets in interviews, hugging and them flirting with you. It hurts me too. But it’s not enough to drive you away from me. I feel like the second I'm seen with another woman, you grow cold and we argue and then this fucking happens."

"Oh so it's all my fucking fault then? I'm the one taking the pictures of you leaving clubs with "mystery" girls and sending them to these fucking paps?"

"I didn't say it was your fault. Jesus, Y/N, why are you acting like this?"

"You have NO idea what it's like to see these stories, made up or not, of you and girls I have no idea about "leaving parties together" or my favourite "canoodling in the back seat of an uber" like HOW am I supposed to take those pictures, Harry?"

He shakes his head. "Y/N, you're being ridiculous. You and I both know when we’re photographed with ANYONE how twisted the stories get. I love you, and only you. Fuck all the other girls I'm photographed with, fuck the paps. You're what matters."

"You just went against everything you just said. You insulted me, you made me feel like I was crazy for feeling anything about the situations I've seen you in and now you want to kiss up to me? No, not happening, Styles."

"And here you are, acting like the fucking hero and I'm the villain. Once again, you're the angel, Y/N. Congratulations." He claps sarcastically and you grumble in frustration.

“You know what? Maybe we need to break up."

The room fell silent. You both stare at eachother, chests breathing heavily after the screaming match you both just had and Harry shakes his head.

"Fine. We’re done."

Harry gathered his coat and hat and walked towards the door, slamming it. You felt your body give out on itself as you fell to the floor, tears falling as you loudly sob into your knees.

There went the love of your life, and your soul left with him.

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"We've been bad for eachother, Harry." You say softly. You feel yourself lean your head into his chest, he brings your arms down to his waist as you hold him in a hug, he wraps his arms around your shoulders. "We're also good for eachother, Y/N/N. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." He places a soft kiss on the top of your head before swaying back and forth with you.

"Harry."

You lift your head up and both turn to a woman, hands on hips and Harry looks flustered.

"May I cut in?" She says in an annoyed tone.

"Of course, my apologies ma'am." You let go of Harry and immediately you feel cold. Your warmth was gone. "Y/N-"

"I'll see you later, H."

You walk towards the table and take your seat back with Dove. "Let me guess, ex problems?"

You nod. "We broke up not even a month ago and he already has a new girl. He just fed me more lies" Your voice cracking.

"Oh, honey. She's nowhere near the woman you are. You're exquisite. Trust me, he'll see what he's doing."

You stare at them dancing and talking, your face tensing up. You decide you've seen enough.

"I'm going to get some air." You stand up.

"Want me to come, girl? I'll leave my date here! He's more interested in James anyways." She giggles.

"I'm okay, I just need a few alone. Thank you for everything." You take her hand and squeeze.

"Take your time, girl." She smiles warmly before turning back to the table's conversation.

You make your way towards the exit, maneuvering your way through tables and towards the staircase.

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"Harry, this has to be believable." Erica says nonchalantly as they dance.

"Maybe I don't want this." He tries to look over at you, but you're not in your seat. "This was the labels idea, Harry. We can't make that choice."

Harry looks up towards the staircase and takes matters into his own hands.

"I gotta go, Erica." She stops him. "Go where?"

"To follow my heart, she's not getting away this time."

Except this time, Y/N got away... again.

You had already gotten into your town car and had the driver bring you home.

Harry ran a hand through his hair and frustratedly stomped back into the venue. "Fuck" He muttered under his breath.

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'But don't you worry, Mr. Styles. There's still one more chance to get Y/N back... patience is a virtue.'

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As you walk inside your apartment, Ellie prances to you immediately, meowing away as she tries to rub against the sparkly gown you're in. "Sorry, baby. Let me go change."

You quickly change into this, and walk back to Ellie who greets you once again, this time purring because she's not rubbing against sequins. "Sorry, my girl. I know that must've been painful." You pick her up and carry you with her to the couch.

"Well, my love, it's you and me tonight... how do you feel about Elf this time?"

She gets comfy in your lap and you smile. "Alright, let's watch"

You hear your phone ring and you pick it up to see Harry calling. You let it go to voicemail and turn your phone off.

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'Y/N, Y/N, don't you know that your gift can only come when you least expect it? Stop being stubborn and listen to the messages being sent your way!'

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Christmas came quickly. Holiday dinner after holiday dinner, you forced smiles through them all as you mingled with your family when you'd rather be wrapped up in a blanket, eating your many, MANY cookies and wallowing by yourself. But here you were, in your nice clothes at your parent's house with your brother, parents and grandparents. At least you weren't alone on Christmas eve.

"Y/N, you okay?" You looked over and your brother, Charlie, looked concerned. You simply nodded. "Yeah, sorry. I'm not in a big celebrating mood." He rubs his hand on your back. "Sorry, kiddo. Hopefully the feeling changes soon. I know how much you love Christmas." he shoots you a small smile and you reciprocate it. "Thanks."

You stare down at your phone, the lock screen of you and Harry from your 6 month anniversary. You smile weakly at the photo, trying your best to hide tears. A text pops up and you open it immediately.

Harry: C'mon, Y/N. Please talk to me. I'm going crazy over here.

Y/N: What is there to say, H? Clearly you moved on, I need to do the same.

Harry: You've got it all wrong. Please.

Y/N: I'm tired of fighting, Harry.

Harry: I am too, please let me explain this and I promise I won't bother you if you don't want to hear me out.

You sigh and excuse yourself from the dinner table and walk into the nearby guest room.

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"You've got 2 minutes, Styles." You cross your arm and start pacing around the room.

"Okay. Erica was the girl who cut in between us at the dinner. Management had her come so it wouldn't look weird of me to show up alone to the gala. I wanted to come alone, but, it wasn't my choice. She was only doing her part in all of this because her career was just starting and she really wanted to kickstart it. What better than to be seen canoodling with Harry Styles. I didn't want this, Y/N. Please believe me."

"Harry. This was exactly like the last time. Girls I don't even know being seen with you and twisting tabloids around, making themselves and you look like the "New Couple of the Year" while I sit at home wondering what's fake and what's real. I don't want to do this anymore."

"Neither do I, Y/N. I only want you. To be around you, photographed with you, going places with you. I don't want these tabloids, but sometimes they're unavoidable. I try my very best to keep to myself but one bad picture can change anyone's POV and create a story. Please, Y/N. I don't want anything else"

"I-I'm sorry Harry-"

"No. I'm not losing you this time."

"That's not your choice to make, Harry. Like you said, this isn't our decision."

"Y/N. Please. Don't give up on us."

"Have a good Christmas, Harry." Your voice cracks as you hang up the phone.

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You take a minute to compose yourself and walk back out to the dinner table. You take your seat and Charlie notices your sadness right away. He takes your hand and you bite your lips to hold back tears. You nod frantically and he catches on right away. "You're a strong woman, Y/N. You can cry. It's okay."

You sigh and wipe your eyes. "Thank goodness I didn't wear any eye makeup." You giggle and he smiles.

"Even when you're sad, you find a way to lighten up the mood."

You smile weakly. "That's me."

"Well, kids. I think the turkey isn't going to eat itself." Your mom walks in with the last of the trays.

"Alright, let's eat everyone!" Your mom starts passing dishes around when you hear a knock at the door. Charlie gets up to answer it. You scoop some mashed potatoes on your plate and pass it over to your dad, wiggling in excitement over the food.

"Uhhh, Y/N?" Charlie peeks his head back in. "Hmm?" You say pouring gravy. "Harry's here."

You almost drop the gravy on yourself and everyone stares at you. "S-sorry, i'm coming."

You smooth your dress out and walk over to Charlie. "If you need me, come grab me." You nod and he taps your shoulder as you walk into the doorway and see Harry in a beanie, big puffy jacket and snow covering his exposed curls.

"Harry, what in the world are you doing here?"

"I told you, Y/N. I'm not losing you this time. We're going to talk."

You let him in as you see him shivering and he sighs a relief when he feels the warmth hit his face.

"Thought I was gonna freeze, I forgot how cold it gets in New York." He chuckles.

"You can hang your jacket. I'll be right back." You say as you walk over to the dining room. "I'll be just a moment, guys." Your family all nods and continues eating as you walk back to Harry, now showing his big Christmas sweater and black pants. He looked cute.

"Come." You guide him to the living room, and slide the sliding door closed so you had some privacy. "Y/N..."

"You crashing my families Christmas eve dinner wasn't on my list of things I was expecting, Styles." You crossed your arms.

"Y/N/N, just hear me out." You stop and sit across from him.

"I'm listening."

"Okay. I talked to management. I've made myself very clear what I want and what I want, is you."

You unfold your arms as he continues.

"I can't control what paparazzi's say, or tabloids, but I can avoid those things. You mean everything to me and I'll do anything to make sure you're mine forever."

You smile softly. “Okay.” You manage to get out.

“Okay?” His eyes lighten up at your acceptance.

You get up and walk over to sit with him. You stick out your pinky and he looks at you with furrowed brows.

"I want to make a promise to each other. If we see something that bothers us, we talk to each other. We communicate our feelings. We be honest and kind. Pinky promise?"

He wraps his pinky around yours. "Pinky promise."

You stand up. “Also, Ellie’s pretty upset with you so she’ll need her own apology” You look off to hold back your laughter and he chuckles.

“Of course, can’t have my darlings mad at me, can I?”

You smilie and hold your hand out to him. He gets up and you smirk.

"What?" He wraps his hands around your waist. You look up and he looks with you.

"Mistletoe... pretty convenient, don't you think?" You say wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Hmmm, i'd say so." He leans in and kisses you softly and you smile in the kiss.

"I love you, H."

"I love you, more. Y/N/N."

You kiss him one more time before grabbing his hand.

"Want to stay for dinner? My mom makes enough food to feed 20 for the 8 of us." He chuckles.

"Of course, I'd love to gas up your mom's cooking." You laugh and take him into the dining room, everyone warmly greeting him as he sits down with your family.

Christmas music plays in the background as you and your family help Harry make a plate. You smile at your family and then at Harry, your heart warm once again.

Now this was the Christmas gift you were hoping for.

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YAY!

Another one down! Holiday!Harry is truly my favourite to write about. That and angsty harry idk whyyyy hahahhaah. i hope you guys enjoy! I have 3 more in my drafts so lets hope I can edit them well enough to post for ficmas! I’m trying my best to write something smutty but i’m not very good at it hehe my next one is gonna be a sad ended one because not EVERY story can have a happy ending, right? hehe okay i hope you guys like it!

love you all<3

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Here's my poster of my official version of my version for my DisneyElseWorld's Pixar's...

INSIDE OUT 2!

I saw the new Inside Out 2 trailer, and they made Anxiety, Ennui, Embarrassment, and Envy bad by betraying the old emotions. Lots of crazy stuff is about to happen! We don't know what's going on, lots of details are there too. But what would the ElseWorld version be like?

SO!

For my idea. I have 6 new emotions, one of my OC emotions I've created like, Courage, Surprise, Pride, Trust, Frustration, and Shy.

MAIN VILLAIN

I am using on of my oc villains, Spite, to be the main villain of the AU second movie.

OTHER CHARACTERS

Characters like Nia, the assistant of Spite, she runs the business with him but she tries to avoid him to help others. Bud, Courage's blood cell buddy, he doesn't speak but he's sweet, nervous, cute and got some attitude. And Brain, the big boss of Riley's mind, and the emotions need his help to stop Spite.

What New Places Would the Emotions Go To?

In this AU, far from HQ and Long Term Memory, instead of the back of the mind being empty, there is a huge mind-filled city called Mindtopia, aka, The City of Riley, where everything in the mind has everybody for Riley's Inner Workings in her mind. That also includes Headquarters. And guess what, they're not the only company, there's also banks, council buildings, restaurants, malls, houses, apartments, and everything for Mind Workers after they work at Long Term Memory. And The Mind Councilman, Chairman, is the Mind Prime Minister.

Returning Cast like...

Amy Poehler as Joy, Lewis Black as Anger, Bill Hader as Fear (YES! I'm bringing Bill Hader back! He's so much funnier then I expected), Mindy Kaling (Yeah yeah, I get it, Velma is garbage but her acting as Disgust wasn't) as Disgust, Phyllis Smith as Sadness,

Kensington Tallman as Riley, Diane Lane as Mrs. Andersen, and Kyle MacLachlan as Mr. Andersen.

With All-Star Cast like...

Chris Pratt (The LEGO Movie films, and Onward) as the new outside leader emotion known as Courage, Sam Richardson (Ruby Gillman: Teenage Kraken, and Veep) as Surprise, Kate McKinnon (Ferdinand, DC League Of Super Pets, and Saturday Night Live) as Frustration,

Zach Woods (The Office, & The LEGO Ninjago Movie) as Trust, Randall Park (the Ant-Man, and Aquaman films) as Pride, Tituss Burgess (Central Park, Angry Birds Movie, and Spellbound) as Shy, Julia Louis-Dreyfus (Seinfeld, and A Bug's Life) as the sweet and huge, Mother Esteem, Eugene Levy (Finding Dory, and Schitt's Creek) as the mind algorithm boss of Riley Andersen's Mind/City of Riley known as Brain, Nathan Fillion (DCU's Superman, Monsters University, and Cars 3) as the very evil and hilariously charming, but whiny, Spite,

Ilana Glazer (Netflix's Green Eggs and Ham) as Spite's sarcastic female assistant, Nia, Dan Fogler (the Fantastic Beasts films, and The Walking Dead) as Mind Councilman Chairman, Ken Jeong (Transformers: Dark of The Moon, The Hangover, and Scoob!) as Yes Man, Alan Tudyk (the Moana, Frozen, Zootopia, and Wreck-it Ralph films) as Mind Gate Guard Jimmy, Peter Sohn (Ratatouille, Monsters University, and The Good Dinosaur) as the emotions new best blood cell companion named Bud, Stephen Root (Barry, King of the Hill, and Finding Nemo) as Doc Stem,

Yvette Nicole Brown (Disenchanted, and Avengers: Endgame) as Riley's middle school P.E. coach, Mrs. Roberts, Brady Noon (Good Boys, The Mighty Ducks: Game Changers, and Tales of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) as Jordan, Haley Tju (Amphibia, and Big Hero 6: The Series) as Kelli, Raymond Ochoa (The Good Dinosaur) as Riley's bully, Francis, Josh Peck (Drake & Josh, and Drillbit Taylor) as Francis' bully friend Lars, Bruce Campbell (the Evil Dead, and Spider-Man films, and Sky High) as Dale Daley, Rob Huebel (Knuckles, and Goosebumps) as Geoff James,

Bobby Moynihan (Hoppers, and IF) and Paula Poundstone (Home Movies) as The Forgetters, Paula Pell (Sisters, and Netflix's Big Mouth) as Mom's Anger, Flea (The Wild Thornberries) as Mind Cop Jake, Carlos Alazraqui (Fairly OddParents) as Dad's Anger, Dave Goelz and Frank Oz (the Muppets films and Sesame Street) as Mind Cop Frank & Mind Cop Dave, John Ratzenberger (the Toy Story and Cars films) as Fritz, Nick Jonas (the Jumanji films) as Imaginary Singer, and The Lonely Island (Akiva Schaffer, Jorma Taccone, and Andy Samberg) (Hot Rod, and Chip & Dale: Rescue Rangers) as Imaginary Cupids.

CREW

Written & Directed by Josh Cooley

Co-Directed by Bob Peterson

Produced by Mark Neilsen, p.g.a.

Executive Producers Pete Docter, Andrew Stanton, and Jonas Rivera

Story by Josh Cooley and Pete Docter

Edited by Kevin Nolting

Cinematography by Patrick Lin and Kim White and Adam Habib

Production Designer Jason Deamer

Story Supervisor Peter Sohn

Additional Dialouge by Dan Scanlon, Bill Hader, and Amy Poehler

Visual Effects Supervisor Bob Pauley

Supervising Animators Lou Romano and Jerome Ranft

Music Scored by Michael Giacchino and Andrea Datzman

Casting by Kevin Reher & Natalie Lyon

[filet-o-feelings]

A prompt for you if you fancy it:

"Ted? Oh my god, what are the chances?!"

Your pic who's speaking! 💚

Patrick steps through the front door of Twyla's Cafe tropical just as he does every work day at lunchtime, shaking the snow from his recently grown-out curls and removing his gloves. He stomps his feet a couple of times to remove some of the slush that has accumulated on his very practical boots that he refuses to give up, despite David's protests.

When he's finally satisfied that he's as dry as he can possibly be given the circumstances - the increasingly heavy snowstorm currently brewing over the town of Schitt's Creek - he glances up, expecting to be greeted by Twyla at the counter. Instead, he finds himself face to face with a man he hasn't seen in years.

"Ted? Oh my god, what are the chances?! Are you back for good or just visiting?"

"Patrick! How's it going, bud?" Ted claps him on the back as if they're old friends who see each other regularly, and not old friends who lost touch when Ted moved to the Galapagos and eventually ended his relationship with Patrick's now sister-in-law.

Patrick attempts to hide the shock written all over his face and come up with an appropriate response, but before he does, Ted answers his question.

"I'm back! I had a great time in the Galapagos and did some amazing work, but it was time to return to my roots, you know? I could use a few more fluffy house pets and a few less insects in my life these days."

"Yeah, totally. Does Alexis know you're back? David?" David hadn't mentioned anything, so he doubts he or Alexis have any knowledge of Ted's return. Not that it matters. Probably.

"Nope, I just flew in yesterday. Gotta rest my arms," he jokes. Ah, yes. This is definitely the Ted he knows. "I haven't had a chance to talk to anyone. Is Alexis still in New York?"

"Right. Yeah. Yes, she is. She's doing great out there. So you haven't stayed in touch?" Patrick asks.

Ted frowns. "No, we thought it best for a clean break. I'd love to say hi next time she visits, though, if she's cool with it."

Patrick studies Ted's face, noting some sadness and a touch of wistfulness there. He's seen the same look on Alexis's face on the few occasions that Ted's name has come up during one of their visits.

"I'm sure she'd be happy to see you. Once you get settled in, you'll have to come over for dinner some time and see the house. I'm sure David will want to catch up as well."

"That sounds great!" A burst of cold air hits Patrick's neck as the door opens behind him, and he realizes he and Ted have been standing right in front of the entrance. Ted appears to just realize this too, and hurries to step aside. "Well, I suppose I should be on my way before this snow gets worse. I still have lots of unpacking to do!"

"Of course. I'll let David know you're back and we can make dinner plans some time. I'm sure we'll see you around."

Ted nods, and Patrick thinks for a moment that he's going to hug him, but his hands are full and Ted seems to pick up on the awkwardness and turns toward the door, much to Patrick's relief. He waves as Ted opens the door and steps onto the snowy sidewalk before turning to Twyla to order lunch for himself and David.

[rainbowcoloredpalmtrees]

This or That [David/Patrick Edition]

tagged by: @ramonaflow 💛 I should not have laughed at everything being bolded in yours

Open Mic performance or Willkommen / Brewer-Rose or Rose-Brewer / quiet sex at Ray’s or sneaky sex at the motel / service top!Patrick or thirsty bottom!Patrick / “designated grapes” or “you’re my Mariah Carey” / David has an art studio in the cottage or Patrick sets up a veggie patch / wedding reception missing scene or post-Jake's house missing scene / bratty sub!David or competent Dom!David / David’s wedding vows or Olive Branch lip-sync / David and Ronnie's friendship or Patrick and Ronnie's rivalry / Patrick calling the Roses 'Johnny and Moira' or David calling the Brewers 'mum and dad' / pet names or no pet names / backseat car sex or backroom make outs / AU fics or canon compliant / they get a dog or cat / David in a skirt or Patrick in his baseball outfit / early morning sleepy sex or late night couch sex / BDE!Patrick or disaster gay!Patrick / Patrick’s habit of neck kisses or David’s habit of shoulder rubbing / last scene of Meet the Parents or last scene of Start Spreading the News

tagging: my other Schitt’s Creek mutuals even if y’all have graduated to other fandoms 🫶

[kiwiana-writes]

7. Favourite type of au? ALSO 33. Fanfiction pet peeves? (kissing you with tongue, etc.)

👅

(God, that’s a horrifying emoji.)

(Also, you weren’t supposed to see me procrastinating writing you a thing WHOOPS.)

7. Favourite type of AU?

Not to like put you on blast on main or whatever but I’m pretty sure you single handedly got me back into the college AU. I barely read them in Schitt’s Creek, had next to no interest. Now they’re my favourite thing to write AND to read. So. Thanks?

33. Fanfiction pet peeves?

Oof, going for this one huh.

I do very firmly and genuinely believe that everyone should be able to write what they want to write, and I will Simply Not Vibe With Everything and that’s okay! I’ve been fandoming for a lot longer than tags/filters/etc have been easily used, so I’m pretty liberal with my use of the back button when something isn’t for me 😅

BUT this is an author ask game, so my number one pet peeve AS AN AUTHOR is people kink shaming in my comment section. I pretty liberally delete comments of this nature these days, because I don’t ever want someone who is specifically seeking out a particular type of content that I write to read the comments and wind up feeling bad about themselves. I tag the absolute shit out of my kink both so those who want to avoid things can avoid them AND so people who want to seek things out can seek them out. The characters might be fictional, but the thoughts and feelings and scenarios are very real, and respecting that is really important to me ❤️

[fanfic author ask game]

[dollarbin]

Nickel Bin #21:

J.D. Souther, RIP

Wow, he just died. Poor John Dennis!

I grew up with an uncle named JD. Unlike Souther, my uncle never suggested that Linda Ronstadt invite him over and cook him dinner (she, righteously, made him a PB&J). Nor did he found a terrible band with Richie Furray and Chris Hillman, nor write largely mediocre hit songs for The Eagles. Rather, my uncle JD collected archaeological tidbits from around the globe and worked as a chemist for a hospital until he died, relatively young.

I also grew up idolizing an altogether different JD: JD Fitzgerald, author of The Great Brain books. Did you read his books too? If not, turn off your computer and start reading them. Right now!

Uh oh, I see your still reading this instead. Okay, that's weird. But, I'll carry on...

Unlike JD Souther, my uncle JD and JD Fitzgerald did not retire at age 35 and then decide, “I had done what I wanted to do musically. And I just thought to myself, ‘All the men in my family worked until they died, and I’m going to take a few years off and build a great house and have a life.’”

Wow, that sure sounds nice. My uncle worked till until he died; so, I imagine, did JD Fitzgerald; after all, he wrote a whole bunch of books.

And I may not be named JD but today, when I am 13 years older than Souther was when he decided it was high time to hang up his songwriting boots and commence to forever appreciate the good life, I principaled a high school, taught 6 hours of classes on 12th Night, The Inferno and The Brothers Karamazov, cooked three family meals, shopped for hummus and sauerkraut at the ridiculous neighborhood grocery store my wife prefers over Trader Joe's, justified my existence in that store by picking up a six pack of hopefully gluten free beer, prayed for my Dodgers, had my dreams for them come true despite their troubling dirth of pitching as they crushed the Marlins, pet and fed the cat while dealing with its feces, typed this nonsense in my kitchen while simultaneously applauding the Schitt's Creek episode taking place in the family room, watched 7 glorious minutes of Neil Young shredding on stage in Japan in 1976 and read 20 divine pages of Ursula K. LeGuin.

And J.D. Souther? He apparently spent the last 44 of his 79 years retired and the other 35 years as either a child or as a guy who wrote songs for others and dated famous ladies. Plus he played occasional shows and did a little acting on the side. Sounds rough.

Wow, I sure sound bitter, don't I? Butdon't get me wrong: I enjoyed my day and I'm prepared to praise the recently departed JD Souther. But first we need to talk about JD Fitzgerald.

I note, by the way, that you have not stopped reading this and done as I directed: you are not currently reading The Great Brain books. I will take the high road and assume that you are not a lazy bum; rather, I will embrace the fact that you already know those 6(?) or 7(?) titles all too well: that you read them to all your children when they were young, or plan to do so once they are born, and that you keep copies of the books, like I do, conveniently about your house.

But just in case I'm wrong, and you are indeed a lazy bum, here's a run down on Fitzgerald: JD grew up 100+ years ago in a Utah nowheresville with a Mormon mom and a non-Mormon dad and an older brother who was a born confidence man, i.e. a swindling preteen who did everything from selling tickets to view his family's water closet - the first in their town; come, see it flush! - to using his great brain help the town's lonely and angry queer girl learn how to read and fend off the bullies. The younger brother in question grew up to write stories about said older brother and each novel is a Stone Cold Classic and is surprisingly unproblematic - there's no racism or homophobia! progressive thinking around religion and migration abounds! - even by today's probably not lofty enough standards.

I'd say J.D. Fitzgerald did more than all right for himself.

And J.D. Souther? He did all right too. After all, he passed this timeless, swaying song to Linda Ronstadt (and he even contributed some choice backing vocals).

And Faithless Love is just about equal to a lifetime of very good work...

[hippolotamus]

🦛💕🌈Fic Rec Friday Fun🌈💕🦛

Tagged for this really cool thing by @spotsandsocks and @heartbeatdiaz. I love this, thank you. Spots says:

So wanted to get some hiatus rec lists going and encourage some self promo in my friends so how about sharing your top fics no matter how big or small - give us the links to your wonderful words with the Most hits/Most kudos/Most comments/Most bookmarks /Most words/Least words

Most hits: Whatever may come (your heart I will choose) The story of Eddie and Christopher Diaz. Eddie's journey of self acceptance, learning to love and forgive himself. As a person, as a dad, as a partner.

Most kudos: I'm weaker than a man should be A silly little prompt fill where Eddie starts using pet names for Buck and it does not go how he planned.

Most comments: Whatever may come again, so runner up is How Will I know? David Rose has it all: Money, status, a premier apartment with a killer view and the affection of the hottest photographer in the city. But a little voice keeps telling him there’s something missing. Will a certain Button help him figure it out?

Most bookmarks: Also I'm weaker than a man should be. Runner up is My Favorite Color is You. This one is so near and dear to me. Artist!Buck occupies my brain way more than is probably healthy. If you're looking for painter!Buck, smut with feelings, boys in love painting each other during sexy times... this may be the fic for you

Most Words: I'll go to the runner up There Was a Boy the Schitt's Creek/Moulin Rouge au that basically only I asked for

Least words: a prelude to a kiss Alexis considers all the previous kisses leading up to this very important one with Twyla

no pressure tagging @shortsighted-owl @alyxmastershipper @stereopticons @blackandwhiteandrose @elvensorceress @panbuckley my love @lizzie-bennetdarcy @apothecarose @rmd-writes @jesuisici33 @littlebitofdiaz @buddierights @911onabc @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @monsterrae1 and anyone else who wants to

[aniron48]

Hello, and welcome to my Master Post for 007 Fest 2023! I'm going to try to keep the links to the things I create in one place, and will update this as I go.

Fics

friends were a fate that befell me: Prompt fill for Anyawen, who suggested the prompt lyric "friends were a fate that befell me" from the song "Dinner & Diatribes" by Hozier. Also fills the 2023 Prompt Table entry, "Movie night. Who is there? What do they watch?"

heals the hurt faster: Fills the 2023 Prompt Table entry, "Cutesy plasters for all those administrative papercuts and/or shallow slashes from broken glass and knives."

close to the sun in lonely lands: Fulfills the 2023 Prompt Table entry, "The great outdoors: the sun, the smoke, the bugs, the scenery. bring it on;" and is also a Rare Pair (00leiter) and an entry for a Theme Day (Felix Friday)!

you don't step into love: Fills the 2023 Prompt Table entry, “Q being utterly impervious to Bond's charms until the day he sees James in glasses and falls hard and fast.”

Headcanons

Q Can Dance: Fills the 2023 Prompt Table entry, "Dance. Flailing arms? Okay. Ballroom waltz? Gimme. Line dancing? Sure. Bump and grind? Ayup. Gliding across the floor or stepping on toes, put it in my veins."

Other Fan Creations

James Bond x Schitt's Creek Quotes: Fills Scavenger Hunt #9, "create an incorrect quotes post."

Mexican!Q’s Playlist: Fills the 2023 Prompt Table entry, “Show me the playlist of someone at MI6.”

00Q photo and lyrics post - "Jesus Was A Crossmaker."

Recipe - Felix Leiter's Empanaditas

Meme - Is Your Child Texting About Espionage?

Scavenger Hunt Item #26 - Show us your pet working for MI6!

Use. Your. Words. (Linked Haiku by Team Q Branch)

Misc.

Solved @kitten-kin's coded message (answer below the cut)

Comments/reblogs with tags: 97

Solution to coded message: Good luck out there in the field. And please return the equipment in one piece. - Q

[welcometololaland]

Tag ten people you want to get to know better

I saw this floating around in Schitt's Creek and I'm putting a call out to Lone Star/RWRB people to tell me more about themselves - questions below (with some rogue commentary by me) and I'm tagging @rmd-writes @celeritas2997 @iboatedhere @strandnreyes @reyesstrand @beautifulhigh @goodways @three-drink-amy @basilsunrise @hoko-onchi-writes @freneticfloetry @fitzherbertssmolder @marjansmarwani @cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @treluna4 @queen-saltyfries @carlos-in-glasses @heartstringsduet (but you don't have to do it of course, i'm just being nosey). also like...open tag so anyone can do this!

Relationship Status: (although this question is lowkey jumpscare territory so it could be your relationship with your pet and I wouldn't judge - I have a mean, former stray cat called Potato and he hates my guts most of the time - do with that information what you will).

Song stuck in my head:

Last song I listened to:

Three favourite foods: (I will judge your favourite ice cream flavours, be warned).

Last thing I Googled: (pls provide evidence).

Dream trip:

Anything I want right now:

I want to add more questions but also I don't want to be a freak so I'm just going to add two more:

If you could be any animal, what would you be and why?

Would you rather have the power to read minds or fly?

[ardentpoop]

had a dream where i was walking a red carpet representing(?) some nonexistent long-running genre show from the early 2000s called like “pet boys” or something, aesthetic inspired by the band swans (???) and also the outsiders, and the whole cast was there milling around off-camera in casual clothing. and i was dressed in some fancy one-of-a-kind suit like something david rose from schitt’s creek would wear to his wedding, and i had the men’s haircut I’ve been dreaming abt getting for months. and ruth connell who played rowena on spn was there and i made her erupt into laughter by rolling my eyes and saying “great” after she claimed that the only sure thing abt a hypothetical spn cast reunion was that "dean would be there"

and she like hugged me and laughed some more at my jokes and i was Ecstatic. and i think ayo edebiri was there too

one of my mutuals was also there in the flesh (amorphously) and they called out to some renowned writer man like “hey what are you doing here bro” and he was like “oh i wrote for spn towards the end… living the dream lol” and my mutual gave him an unconvincing “of course. good for you.” and i was very amused by this exchange

[heymacy]

hello little stars and welcome back to Tag Game Tuesday ✨ we’re getting back to basics this week so buckle in!

name: macy 🐭

age: 29

where in the world are you? 📍 chicagoooooo

the meaning behind your URL: i like space and i like mickey. next question 😇

your second favorite color: yellow 🌻🍋🐝

any pets? 3 lil rats disguised as cats 🐈

favorite season: fall 🍂

last thing you read: i’m re-reading “Sweetpea” by @whatthebodygraspsnot — very much a comfort fic 🐈‍⬛

last song you listened to: BLAME THE MOON by Cain Culto 🌕

what are you wearing right now? a t-shirt that says “Let’s Start A Cult” and christmas pajama bottoms 🎄

a hobby of yours: writing. love writing. would love to write again someday ✏️

your comfort show or movie: Schitt’s Creek and That 70s Show 📺

and finally, what are you up to today? workin, aka slinging strawberry açaí refreshers to every bitch in town 🍓 (hence why this is déjà queued — someone come save me pls 😭)

i’m tagging @gardenerian, @iansfreckles, @greggster, @heymrspatel, @metalheadmickey, @whatwouldmickeydo, @gallawitchxx, @whatthebodygraspsnot, @7x10mickey, @y0itsbri, @vintagelacerosette, @mishervellous, @squidyyy23, @sleepyfacetoughguy, @sickness-health-all-that-shit, @thisdivorce, @rereadanon, @creepkinginc, @crossmydna, @lalazeewrites, @palepinkgoat, @howlinchickhowl, @you-are-so-much-better-than-that, @xninetiestrendx, @energievie, @captainjowl, @shameless-notashamed, & @whaticameherefor 💫

[highfunctioningalcoholic]

hale appleman, pansexual, cis-male + he/him, figher «—◦—→ well met, ender malikov! the godling born child of dionysus. it’s been 35 years and now they have answered the song in their veins. can he change the course of history with their passion, dramatics, + eloquence? or will their narcissism, jealousy, + high functioning alcoholism hinder them? only time will tell before this godling’s name is sung into myth and legend!

name: Anders Dimitriy Malikov nicknames: Ender date of birth: june 14, 1989 age: 35 face claim: hale appleman godly parent: dionysus height: 6' 2 dominant hand: left education level: associate in performing arts from julliard university occupation: advance level sommelier; understudy on broadway with dreams of making a lead role

parents: dimitri malikov ( father ), anna genovese (mother, deseaed) siblings: leo malikov ( twin brother ) pets: none currently

astrological sign: gemini positive traits: passion, dramatics, eloquence, creative negative traits: jealousy, narcissism, high functioning alcoholism, addict habits: always has a smoke or his flask in his hands and is constantly drinking from it, is nocturnal, pescatarian and will only eat locally sourced seafood, tends to forget to eat when he is focused on work, speech pattern tends to be more on the eloquent side but can get lazy if he hasn't had enough to drink, his left eye has started to twitch since he arrived at camp and is starting to lose track of days quirks: chain smoker, always has a flask in his hands, tends to oversay whatever he is trying to say almost as if he is monologuing, acts as if the world revolves around him/as if hes on a stage and is the main character, runs hands over his face/hair when hes deep in thought or stressed, speaks 3 languages fluently (english, italian, russian), can recite poetry pet peeves: tags sticking out of other people's shirts, people who are full of themselves (hypocrite), tba hobbies: theatre, wine, performance, singing, dancing, wine, writing, traveling, wine, partying, drinking, drugs

sexual orientation. pansexual sexual position. switch; dominate

clothing style: his style leans very much into what one would call hipster but he also enjoys comfy sweaters and a pair of jeans. he can also be seen dressing up a bit nicer with button up shirts and vests but also has been spotted looking like he just rolled out of bed that day. all depends on his mental state... prominent features: tall, skinny but lean with muscle, glasses, beard or some kind of scruff, has a small tattoo of a bunch of grapes on his inner left wrist that he can easily hide if need be, scar above his right eyebrow that is barely noticeable from an accident when he was a child

what were they doing when they hear the song of their godling blood?

ender was in the middle of taking his master sommelier test when he heard the call. he walked out not finishing it knowing full well he would have to wait for another invite from the masters to take it again. the call was too strong to ignore though and curiosity got the best of him. besides he was sure dionysus had connections to get him another invite...right?

class: fighter inspirations: eliot waugh from the magicians (shocking), bender from futurama, kalus from the umbrella academy, shaggy at times from scooby doo, bean from disenchanment, david from schitts creek biography, if you’d like: tba anything else? no really, he needs booze to survive/function. think of bender from futurama, if he's sober hes useless