#Shawn Interrupted

[sshawn-sspenstar]

i still don't understand why shawn's fake diagnosis in shawn interrupted (S6E6) was NPD and not psychosis with delusions of being a psychic

[juliets-roller-derby-awesomeness]

so im just gonna take a wild guess and assume none of these actors have the conditions of the characters they're playing and just-

this just feels so uncomfortable. a trans slur here or there i can look past and joke about, it was 10 years ago, etc etc, but this is the second time theres been a character with did, and a big part of their storyline is having multiple parts with different genders, and the guys being confused and rude about it and it just makes me feel so gross

im all for systems in media, and im loving that they're not a villan, just like an awkward love interest, but the transphobia of it all is just icky idk

[cultivating-wildflowers]

Brief descriptions below the cut:

Shawn Takes a Shot in the Dark - Shawn and Gus solve a mystery involving an ice cream truck. Origin of the beloved text-from-a-kidnapper's-trunk: "bin shot not lol".

Office Space - Gus rage-quits his job, then returns that evening to discover later that his boss has been murdered. And his fingerprints are all over the crime scene.

Last Night Gus - Shawn, Gus, Henry, Lassie, and Woody all wake up completely disoriented and have to piece together what happened the night before. "You killed Bobo!"

100 Clues - A parody of the 1985 masterpiece "Clue". With a secret chocolate room.

Tuesday the 17th - Shawn and Gus are invited back to their old summer camp to investigate a disappearance. "I've seen enough slasher movies to know that when a brother goes out to the woods, he doesn't even sorta come back."

Mr. Yin Presents - Mr. Yin lays out clues based on Alfred Hitchcock films. The episode ends with one of my favorite interactions between Lassie and Jules (though it is also a little heartbreaking).

Lights, Camera...Homicido - Shawn gets a role on a telenovela. "Me gusto queso."

Scary Sherry: Bianca's Toast - Jules enlists the boys' help in solving a series strange events surrounding a sorority. The boys discover they created an urban legend.

Bollywood Homicide - Shawn and Gus help a man who is convinced he has a curse that threatens any woman he dates.

Shawn (and Gus) of the Dead - Mummies!

[jamesrodayrodriguezpresents]

This week, Maggie & Tim travelled to Tim's home state, Seattle, WA to podcast the shit out of it live at Emerald City Comic Con. Together, they talk about S6 E6: the episode where Shawn and Gus go undercover in a psychiatric hospital to investigate a billionaire accused of murder.

[newwavesylviaplath]

more music opinions whoops (fair warning not proofread)

really cool fun fact about me is i CAN admit when im wrong and i was very wrong in my post on sabrina carpenter. i'll take full accountability i WAS a hater i DID believe her stadium shows weren't gonna sell out but i was incorrect!!! however i stand by what i said about her music itself being kind of average. i really like taste its a good song but if a different artist released it i doubt it would get as far as it's gotten. i honestly think a large part of the reason she's got so big in the past few months is 1) her marketing/aesthetic; which i personally love i think her opening for each show and the outfits she wears are all adorable, not to mention her music videos. and 2) the fall of chappell roan; i love chappell but to no one's surprise she quickly became the subject of a lot of online vitriol (the reason being irrelevant to my point) chappell was the most aesthetically interesting new pop girlie but without her presence there's been a lot more room for sabrina. and finally 3) she's definitely an 'every man' her lyrics don't delve much deeper than being sad and also horny- which isn't necessarily a bad thing because if anything she's been bringing to topic of female sexuality into mainstream pop music in a way that feels more natural and in light of itself than what some would call 'vulgar'. again, do i think she'll reach a taylor swift level of fame? i don't think anyone can really. BUT the records sabrina has been breaking over the past little while are actually kind of insane and like super impressive. so unlike before, i don't think she's going anywhere for a while. however i do stand by what i said about her music not really having anything that makes it stand out. its just generic pop - and coming from someone who LOVES generic pop, it's kind of underwhelming to me.

[aaronwtte]

welcome to my girlblog !

౨ৎ Hello! I'm Tay, thanks for following my blog. Here I'll post edits/memes, fashion posts, books and generally my feminine thoughts. Here are some things about me:

• my name is Tayane

• i'm eighteen years old

• i live in Brazil

• i'm a Leo

• i'm an ESFP

• i'm going to study medicine

౨ৎ I enjoy writing and reading books. I read mostly classics/romance and very rarely fiction or non-fiction (true crime/psychology).

౨ৎ I listen to a LOT of music. Some of my favorite artists are Taylor Swift, Nessa Barrett, Shawn Mendes, Olivia Rodrigo, Justin Bieber, Sabrina Carpenter, Martina Stoessel, Benson Boone, Luke Combs and more.

౨ৎ I watch a lot of movies, and I'm completely in love with the cinematic world, but I also like watching series. Some of my favorites are The Vampire Diaries, The Originals, The O.C...

౨ৎ Some of my favorite things are skincare, fashion, Pinterest, dogs, blogging with girls, doing my makeup, doing my nails (occasionally), watching documentaries about crimes, staying up late, going to amusement parks, winter, medicine, the color pink and blue, books, perfumes, editing and playing games like The Sims.

Thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this! Dividers, credits to their respective owners @lady-of-saturn (thanks so much for the idea).

[dragonfankaz]

Random Details about 90s Wrestlers That Are Just Canon Because I Say So:

Shawn Michaels: Doesn't know how to preheat an oven, despite everyone's efforts to teach him. (There was an incident.)

Kevin Nash: Hates hair dryers and refuses to use them. He just sits there with a mop of hair for several hours.

Hunter Hearst Helmsley: Is scared of rollercoasters.

Scott Hall: Has one braincell but is also the only one who understands how to boil water for some reason, so they need him.

Bret Hart: Always tries to read the newspaper on Sundays and is always interrupted.

Kane: Has an inexplicable fascination with gingerbread houses.

1-2-3 Kid: Has derailed plans for the day on numerous occasions by forcing others to take him to a trampoline park so he can practice his "sweet moves".

Undertaker: Lacks a basic understanding of swimming despite enthusiastic attempts by Shawn to show him. (Shawn pushed him in the pool. Twice.)

[dynamitekansai]

wwenxt: CMP 🤝 HBK #NXTDeadline

[1castielnovak1]

When Dean gets back to purgatory and he’s mad at Cas

[mhaccunoval]

'i can cure her shawn' the original i can fix them

[juliets-roller-derby-awesomeness]

gus: red wine

okay.. i guess that tracks

shawn: bloody mary (i think)

honestly tracks, big midwest dad energy

jules: some beer with a gold label

im sorry? holding it like that too? juliet o'hara ladies and gentlemen, drinks craft beer and idk how to feel about this ajsjwjs

[lunar-rotation]

17 July 2023

This week's accidental theme is relationships. Which is pretty broad. Some of the songs are about the relationship with found family, others platonic relationships, some relationships with society, and one or two on romantic relationships.

This week's playlist:

Got Each Other (feat. Rancid) by The Interrupters

Atom Bomb by Authority Zero

Lalala by NOAHFINNCE

We Should Go to Counseling by Quiet Company

Tiger by Alex Vile

Know It All by Koethe

Nobody's Gonna Save My Soul by Sin Shake Sin

Belt Loops by The Films

Governess Shadow by July Talk

The Thief and the Moon by Shawn James

Lunar Rotation Weekly by Winifred Yost

[justalitlecreacher]

I am making the psych edit of all time

[pigeonmilk117]

I found this gem of a blooper on YouTube the other day and knew it would do numbers on here for you little goblins

(From “Shawn, interrupted”)

[talaok]

Okay so I’m thinking Pedro x Actress!reader where another famous guy/actor says in an interview that he has a crush on us which makes Pedro a bit jealous and then we all end up at the same event - maybe Pedro gets abit angsty with him but he’s super loving and affectionate toward us…

warnings: jelousy

a/n: it goes without saying that i apologize for the wait babe, i really loved this request 

It wasn't that he hated him, it was just that if anything were to happen to him he wouldn't be the one to cry, that's all...

and maybe he'd thought about punching that smug look off his face once... or twice... or every time the thought of him came up.

But it still wasn't hate

Hate is a strong word, and Pedro wasn't not one to throw it around easily, he was all for peace and love and everything but this guy... this guy was really pushing the limits

And what the actual fuck was he even doing here tonight?

"You're staring"

Your soft, amused voice pulled him out of his own thoughts, his eyes sliding to you

"I just don't get why he's here"

You stifled a laugh as you answered "The same reason why we are baby"

"he's not even nominated" he grumbled,

"neither am I" You smiled, placing your hand on his cheek, feeling his soft scruff graze your palm "It's not a big deal babe, he probably said my name just because it was the first one that popped into his mind" you shook your head "I bet it's not even true"

Yeah right

He would have believed that if you were anybody else, but you... fuck- it didn't take him even a second to fall in love and you expected him to believe that that guy didn't have a crush on you? He would have sooner begun believing that Mark Zuckerberg was one of those lizard guys.

You were everything anyone could have ever dreamed of, you were funny, so incredibly smart it made him feel like a fifth grader in comparison, and god you were the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen 

he knew what you did to men, he knew what you did to men because that's exactly what you did to him,

and he didn't even mind that much, he'd never been the jealous type, but the problem with Shawn wasn't that he liked you (because he clearly did), but it was that he had the audacity, the smugness to fucking say it out loud, to admit it in front of a camera for anyone to see, like the woman he was talking about didn't have a husband, like he wasn't her fucking husband.

"I saw him look at you before"

This time, you did let out a little snort

"what, how dares he?" you mocked him, laughing again as his face remained completely unamused "It's your big night babe, don't let this silly little thing ruin it, please"

But just then, just when he was finally starting to let go a little, the focus of all of his loathing appeared beside you

"I'm sorry to interrupt-"

Then fucking don't

"I just wanted to introduce myself" 

Shawn's eyes were only on you, as if he didn't even exist, as if your hands hadn't been on his cheeks but a moment prior

"I'm Shawn," he said, offering his hand to you "I'm... well, I'm a really big fan" he ended with a soft laugh, smiling in that charming way that surely made women all woozy

"Hi Shawn, it's a pleasure to meet you-"

As you shook his hand, Pedro was closing his into fists

This fucking guy-

"Hi pal"

Pedro's voice didn't sound even a little bit not completely pissed off

"I'm Pedro," he said "her husband"

The flicker of amusement that sparked behind his eyes made Pedro seriously ponder whether or not a little punch was that bad of an idea

"Oh, I didn't know you were married"

Andrew's eyes were back to you, and god it was taking all of Pedro not to grab him and throw him to the other side of the room

Just the fact that he was looking your way seemed too much, 

How dare he look at you, at his beautiful wife, at the love of his life?

It felt wrong, it was wrong, and it was making him furious

"I'm sure you didn't" Pedro grunted, taking a slow step closer to him "Shawn right?" he asked, even though he knew much too well who he was "What exactly are you doing here?" Pedro's eyes narrowed, his head tilting "I didn't notice your name in any of the nominations"

"baby" your soft warning was met with a soft smile from him, one that faded into a stoic/murderous gaze as soon as your husband's eyes were back on the man before him

"I'm just asking a question sweetheart, that's all"

Shawn seemed to accept Pedro's challenge in the blink of an eye

"I'm here with a friend, he's the one that got the nom"

Pedro nodded slowly, "ah. Right," he said, his hand going to your back and drawing gentle circles on it

He didn't miss the way Shawn followed the movement

"And why exactly are you talking to my wife Shawn?"

Now that, that seemed to take him aback a little, but he recovered quickly

"What?" he laughed "is no one allowed to talk to your wife without your permission or something?"

"Oh absolutely not, my wife can talk to whomever she wishes," Pedro spoke "I'm just not very fond of her talking to men that have openly admitted to liking her" he shrugged as if his eyes and voice weren't yelling murder 

You, in the meantime, were busy looking for the fastest way out of this place

"You've seen the video," Shawn said more like a statement

"I sure did" Your husband nodded "I especially liked the part where you described her as your "dream woman""

Shawn sighed loudly, shaking his head

"listen, man-"

"No, you listen, man" Pedro interrupted him "How 'bout you get the fuck away from me and my wife, mh?" he said more like a threat "How bout that?"

Shawn let out a loud breath before responding

"whatever man" he sighed, his eyes moving to you "It was nice to meet you y/n, maybe we can meet another time..." he glanced to the man on your right "when the guard dog isn't around"

"yeah" Pedro scoffed "Go fuck yourself, buddy"

You both stared at his back as he walked away, but after no more than two seconds, you couldn't help but let your lips pull into the smile you'd been holding this whole time

"that was a bit harsh"

Pedro only grinned as he brought you flash against him with his hands on your waist

"Like you haven't done worse" he smirked

Yeah... while Pedro wasn't usually jealous, you were... let's just say you were not exactly on the same wavelength

"you looked ready to kill him" you chuckled, wrapping your arms behind his neck

"mh" he hummed, ghosting your mouth "Who says I wasn't" he teased, his lips crashing with yours in a long, deep kiss that Pedro absolutely didn't wish for Shawn to be witnessing

[pedroscurls]

Hugh x younger gf (always age appropriate, 30s-55).

Hugh and reader hosting a bbq with friends and reader in super horny as she sees Hugh's sweat glow under the light of the fire

sneak away with me

summary: you sneak away with hugh during a party. pairing: hugh jackman x fem!reader word count: 2.2k warnings: smut (unprotected p in v sex, creampie, manhandling, dirty talk, oral - m receiving, doggy style, light spanking) a/n: ugh, i need this man bad. thank you to this anon for requesting this. i know i have more requests to get to, but i just needed some good hugh smut for my delulu mind (btw - this isn't proofread, so apologies for any typos!!!)

You can’t help but stare at Hugh. He’s talking with Shawn and Ryan at the grill, laughing with a drink in his hand and a spatula in the other. He’s wearing a white t-shirt, his arms flexing with each movement and you have to bite your lower lip at the sight of the fabric stretching around his muscles. 

The heat of the grill radiates off of him, a sheen of sweat trickling down the side of his neck as it disappears into the collar of his white t-shirt. He’s smiling and laughing – nose scrunching with each chuckle. Hugh seems so relaxed, so calm, but you… You can’t take your eyes off of him. You ended up tuning out the people you’re standing next to, eyes solely focused on Hugh. 

You and Hugh had decided to throw a casual barbeque with a handful of close friends, and especially after the success of Deadpool & Wolverine, you knew that Hugh needed this. To just relax and be around a group of people that keep him grounded. 

His eyes move towards you, flashing you a large smile as he brings his martini glass to his lips. Hugh’s eyes never leave you as he gazes at you from afar, from the rim of his glass. He knows that look you have on your face. He can see the way your eyes are ogling him, making it clearly obvious (to him) that you want him. Need him. 

Hugh excuses himself from the conversation and makes his way towards you, never once breaking the gaze. You want to walk towards him, want to just jump into his arms, but instead, you let him come to you. 

The people you were speaking with slowly walk away, giving you and Hugh some much needed personal time once he’s standing next to you. His hand rests on your lower back as he turns his head to give you a kiss at your temple, lingering for a moment to whisper. 

“You’re starin’, y’know that?” he says against your ear. 

“How can I not?” you respond, moving a hand to rest on his chest. “Do you see how good you look? And then to top it off, you’re standing in front of the grill all slick and sweaty and–”

Hugh’s low growl interrupts you mid-sentence. His lips are still near your ear as he subtly dips down to nibble at your earlobe. “This party is gonna go on for a few more hours and–”

“Take me upstairs,” you interrupt him. “They can mingle for a while. Ryan and Shawn can handle the grill.”

“You can’t wait for a few more hours?” Hugh asks, pulling back to look down at you. 

You’re gazing up at him, batting your eyelashes in his direction as you gnaw at your lower lip. “If you don’t take me upstairs, I’m gonna go up there myself and take care of it on my own,” you threaten.

Hugh’s gaze darkens as his hand dips lower to rest just above your backside. “Oh, baby, you and I both know you won’t be able to take care of it yourself.”

Your eyes narrow. “Well, you can stay down here and I’ll excuse myself from the party for a moment.” You turn on your heel, beginning to walk back inside the home you share with Hugh before he reaches for your wrist to pull you to him. You glance around, noticing that your guests aren’t even paying attention to you and Hugh. 

“Get on up there,” Hugh whispers, voice low and husky. “And when I get up there, you better be on your knees.” 

“Or what?” you ask, biting the inside of your cheek. 

“Oh, you’ll find out. Now, get on up there.” Hugh releases his grip on you and watches you walk back inside the house as his eyes drift down to your backside. He feels his manhood stir awake, beginning to press itself against the fabric of his jeans. He gives it a few more minutes before he walks over to Ryan and Shawn, asking them to watch the grill for a moment.

“Oh, we saw the way she was looking at you,” Ryan winks. “Go get her, tiger.”

Hugh rolls his eyes and walks back inside the house, ascending the stairs and skipping a step to get to the second floor quicker. He approaches the bedroom and opens the door, seeing you lying back on the mattress instead of on your knees like he asked you to. 

“What are you doing?” Hugh asks, shutting the door behind him as he reaches for his belt and begins undoing them. “You’re not on your knees and I thought I said–”

“Wanted to lie down,” you interrupt him, leaning up on your elbows as you watch undo the button of his pants and then unzip the zipper. 

“Get on your knees,” Hugh demands, walking towards you.

“Can you say please?” you tease, biting your lower lip. You know you’re playing a dangerous game, but you’re horny and you need him to split you in half. 

Hugh growls and shakes his head as he pushes his jeans and boxers down in one motion. His cock springs at attention, already leaking at the tip. 

“If anyone’s gonna be doing the begging, baby, it’s gonna be you.” Without waiting for you to respond, Hugh straddles your midsection, grabbing your hands and pinning them above your head. His cock brushes against your lips and you’re pinned to the bed, Hugh hovering above you. “Be a good girl for me and open up.”

You feel your walls clench, already wet from earlier. You can’t play this game any longer and part your lips for him. He holds your wrists against the bed with one hand, using his free hand to grasp himself at his base and directs the head of his cock past your lips. 

“Suck,” Hugh demands. He’s careful not to put any weight on you as his knees are at either side of your chest, cock slowly sliding into your warm and wet mouth. When he feels your lips wrap around him tightly, his eyes slowly begin to flutter. He pushes his hips forward, forcing you to take more of him as you stare up at him with an innocent look in your eyes. “There’s my good girl,” he coos, letting out a quiet groan as he feels your tongue swirl around his length. 

His hips slowly begin to move forward, releasing himself to grab a fistful of your hair. He groans, eyes falling shut as his head tilts back as he guides your head along his manhood. 

“Fuck,” he groans, his grip around your wrist tightening. You’ve always loved doing this for him, seeing him completely at your mercy, even though you’re the one pinned to the bed. You hollow your cheeks as you pull back from his length and then lower your head back, feeling him begin to hit the back of your throat. You let out a quiet gag, tears stinging your eyes as Hugh moans. 

He pulls away abruptly, looking down at you as his cock is slick with your saliva. He moves down your body, forcing himself between your legs as he releases your wrists. Hugh leans down and brushes his lips against yours, growling lowly. 

“I’m gonna fuck you now,” he smirks. “And then maybe you’ll be a good girl for the rest of the party.” 

You whimper, rubbing your legs together with anticipation. “And then you’ll fuck me again later?” 

“Oh, baby,” Hugh grins. “The night is only beginning.” 

Then, he climbs off the bed and grips your waist, turning you onto your stomach with ease. He then moves his hands to your hips, forcing you on all our fours as he lifts the ends of your dress to reveal your lower half, growling to himself at the lack of underwear. 

“You’re not wearing any underwear?” Hugh asks, gripping the base of his cock as he runs his head along the length of your sex. 

You moan, gripping the sheets as you try to push back against him, yearning for him to just slide into you. “N– No…”

“Ah, so you had this planned all along, hm?” Hugh says, pressing his tip to your entrance. “You’re lucky I love you,” he continues, hands gripping your hips as he slams into you without warning. He fills you to the brim, leaning over you as his lips hover against your ear. “Even though you are being bad.” 

“Y– You love it,” you say through quiet moans, trying to remain quiet even though everyone’s outside and away from earshot. 

“You’re right,” Hugh chuckles darkly. “I do like it when you’re bad. Gives me reason to punish you.” He pulls back, fingertips digging into the flesh at your hips as he wastes no time in thrusting into you repeatedly. The sound of skin slapping against one another echoes off the walls of the bedroom and you’re still forcing yourself to remain quiet, hands gripping the bed sheets. “Lemme hear you, baby,” Hugh encourages. 

His thrusts doesn’t let up. He fills you so perfectly, pulling out to his tip only to slam himself back into your warm depths. You know you’re going to be sore after this, but you don’t mind. It will only serve as a reminder of sneaking away with Hugh while hosting a barbeque with friends. 

“Oh god,” you moan aloud, eyes shut tight as you feel yourself begin to tremble. You know you’re close, know that you’re about to reach your high and Hugh knows it too. He then grabs your arms and crosses them behind you, gripping your wrists to hold them against your lower back as you move your cheek to rest on the mattress, backside high in the air for him. 

With his free hand, Hugh delivers a light slap to your ass. He groans to himself, the feeling of your walls tight around his length, milking him with each thrust brings him closer and closer to the edge. It excites him, knowing that he can fill you up with his seed. He likes knowing that you’ll end up squirming long afterwards, a clear sign of his spend pooling out of you. 

“Oh, fuck, baby,” Hugh moans, the sound of his skin slapping against yours mixed in with the sounds of your moans and the wet squelching noise coming from how wet you are. It’s almost filthy and it only drives him further. 

“H– Hugh,” you whimper, your walls beginning to clench around him as you feel your body tremble. “Oh fu–” Hugh releases your hands and grips your arms, pulling you upright to be flush against him. He moves an arm around your frame, gripping your breast over the fabric of your dress as his lips are near your ear. 

“God, baby,” Hugh growls against your lips. “Gripping me so tight, fuck,” Hugh’s hips begin to falter, his other hand reaching down to rub your clit. 

Your entire body is already so sensitive, still riding your climax and you try to claw at Hugh’s wrist, trying to push him away as the sensations become too much.

“Hugh–” you moan. “Baby, I can’t, oh god–”

“Gimme one more, love,” he says softly, breathless and panting against your ear. His grip around your breast tightens as he applies pressure to your clit, moving it in circles and at a pace to time with his thrusts. 

You reach behind you, lacing your fingers into his hair and gripping it tightly as your body shakes against him. You let out a loud moan as your walls tighten once more around his length and you feel him loosen his grip around you, moving his hands to your hips. His hips stutter and you feel his warmth shoot inside of you, filling you to the brim. 

He rolls his hips a few more times before he pulls out, watching his spend slowly begin to drip out of you and down your inner thigh. He growls at the sight and then watches as you move to lie on your abdomen, trying to catch your breath. 

Hugh walks to the bathroom to grab a warm and wet towel to clean you up. You shiver against his touch, looking over your shoulder at him with a lazy smile. 

“You better wear some underwear when we go back out there,” Hugh chuckles. “Or else this is gonna go everywhere.”

“Mmm, I like it,” you smile.

“I like it too, baby.” Hugh smiles, leaning down to peck your lips. “Love knowing that you’re filled of me.” 

You bite your lower lip and look up at him, slowly moving to lie on your back as you gaze into his eyes. “I love you, Hugh.”

“I love you too, baby.”

“Do we have to go back out there?” you tease with a quiet laugh.

“Just a few more hours and then it’ll just be me and you,” Hugh promises.

You nod and then stand up once he’s finished cleaning you up, walking to the closet to pull on a pair of panties underneath your dress. When you step out, you see Hugh pull up his pants and boxers, buttoning and zipping it back up as he loops the belt around himself. 

He looks over at you and smiles, walking towards the door and taking your hand with him. 

“Ryan’s definitely going to give you shit,” you laugh, descending the stairs with him and going back out to the backyard to join everyone else.