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Juliet O'Hara ▪︎ Shawn Spencer ▪︎ Emily Prentiss

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I was wondering if you could write a fic with Shawn Spencer from Psych? Something where Shawn has a girlfriend or boyfriend who’s like goth? Dresses in all black, has a lot of piercings some on their lips, nose, ect. And lassie and Juliet somehow meet them and are all kinds of shocked because they didn’t expect Shawn to date someone like that.

You weren't nosy, nor were you controlling. When Shawn went off on a case and didn't call or text, leaving you to find out about it on the news, it made you a bit anxious. Hearing how he took down a cartel or caught the latest serial killer. While you were sitting in your apartment, he was out there taking down a cartel or catching the latest serial killer. Come to find out gus completely agreed with you. Shawn's non-eccentric best friend was the one to keep you in the loop. Except for the time he was busy. You hopped he was busy, and not kidnapped, or deep fried and cut into little tiny pieces to be fed to the public- maybe you need to calm down. Maybe it's nothing. You touch up your makeup, grab your bag and load into your car. Arriving at the station, you were somehow let in, pairing with all the chaos. "What're you doing here? No, how'd you get in?" Gus asked with his eyebrows approaching his hairline. "Some cop let me in. Mc- jab? Nab? Something like that. But forget that. I should be the one asking the questions here. Why weren't you responding to my texts?" Despite the fact you sounded like a nagging girlfriend to your boyfriend's boyfriend, you glared at him and put your hands on your hips. "Shawn through my phone off the harbour." The expression on your face softened when the latter spoke. "Wow! You've come to see me working. I have to say you didn't catch me at my best moment." He joked, standing still as you got a look of his appearance. His clothes were shredded, as if he'd been put through a garbage disposal. "What the hell, Shawn!" You screech, trying not to laugh; you could see his nipple through the shreds. Without hesitation you take off your jacket, pushing it at him. "Put them away you slut." Before a response from the psychic could even come to mind, a female voice spoke up, only uttering the word, "Wow.." your eyes darted around trying to find the speaker, eventually landing on a dazed, yet beautiful, blonde woman. "You must be Juliet. Shawn talks so much about you. We're dating." Juliet was still in awe. "You're- you're the one he was talking about?" You nod. "Not what you expected?" She shook her head. "Sorry, no. I, I didn't." At least she was honest. "Who's this?" Lassiter asked. "Don't care, back to work p-" Juliet cut him off. "They're dating Shawn." Jaw on the floor, looking you up and down, Lassiter was in shock. "I feel like I'm a museum exhibit." You laughed out. "I think your gorgeous." Juliet smiled. "Not what I was expecting. What do you see in him, exactly?" Lassiter questioned. You had to answer a lot of questions. Good thing you weren't busy.

(this was rushed. Hope u like it though!)

[hpxmcusworld]

Title: “Holiday Surprise” — Part 2

Pairing: Shawn Spencer x Reader

The house was exactly as you remembered—warm, cozy, and over-decorated thanks to Juliet’s influence, no doubt. You and Shawn slipped off your coats and stepped inside, following the trail of muttered curses to the kitchen, where Lassiter was furiously stirring eggnog with enough force to churn butter.

“You knew,” Lassiter growled without turning around. “Tell me you knew this wasn’t going to happen.”

“Technically,” Shawn said, waltzing in like he owned the place, “he knew I was his boyfriend. You, on the other hand, missed all the signs. It’s almost like you don’t have the observational skills of a top-notch detective.” He winked.

Lassiter spun around. “You? Out of all the people in Santa Barbara, you chose Spencer?”

“Lassie, you should be honored.” Shawn clapped him on the shoulder. “Your brother has excellent taste.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle. “Shawn makes me happy, Carlton. I didn’t tell you earlier because I knew you’d react like… well, exactly like this.”

Lassiter pointed a wild finger at you. “Happy? He’s a man-child who talks to pineapples and lies for a living!”

“Technically, I talk about pineapples,” Shawn corrected. “Not to them.”

Before Lassiter could explode further, Juliet appeared from the living room, smiling warmly. “Oh! You brought Shawn. Perfect.”

Lassiter’s head whipped toward Juliet. “You knew too?”

“Of course. I think they’re adorable together,” she said without missing a beat.

Lassiter’s eye twitched like a man on the verge of collapse.

Later that evening, dinner was somehow worse. Lassiter kept alternating between glaring at Shawn, sipping bourbon, and trying to pretend you weren’t curled up beside Shawn on the couch. Shawn didn’t make it easy—throwing winks, whispering cheesy lines, and cracking jokes just under Lassiter’s tolerance threshold.

As the night ended, and you were about to head out, Lassiter grumbled, “If you break his heart, I’ll break your face.”

Shawn grinned. “Don’t worry, partner-in-law. I’m in this for the long haul.”

Lassiter groaned. “God help me.”

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Shawn Free Day ★ Burton Guster

♡︎ Psych Imagine ♡︎

Summary: The boys weren't getting any traction at the Psych office, Gus decides to spend his time differently. W.C: 522 Warnings: none A/n: I’m just jumping into writing again, so I thought to keep this short and sweet. I used to write on tumblr and wattpad but stopped for the past year or so, just lurking in the shadows lmao. So this is me coming out of the shadows. I also barley see any Gus imagines so I thought I'd throw on into the pot :) nevertheless, I hope you enjoy and feel free to leave feedback/request here ♡︎

Gus would never deny a lazy day, especially when he didn’t have to put up with Shawn’s antics. He wanted nothing more than to just lay in bed all day, cuddling, sharing popcorn while watching one of your favorite movies together. 

He just had to break the news to Shawn. They were currently together in the Psych office, Shawn goofing around like he always did, finding something to entertain him while Gus was working trying to find a gig for them on his off day. “I can’t find anything this is a bust” Gus muttered, scoffing as he closed the laptop. 

“Chief will call us, or maybe Juliet” He let out a side smile as he continued throwing a ball at the wall. “Nah, Shawn, I’m going home. I’ve had a rough week and I want nothing more than to just lay in bed and watch a movie or something. [Name] is waiting for me at home anyways, bonus” He extended the last word, rubbing his hands together while packing up his things.

 “If you do get a call from Vic or Juliet” He raised his brows at the girls name “-and it’s serious, call me. You know I’ll be here in a heartbeat to help but I’m not wasting time here on my day off” As Gus finished packing up his bag, Shawn sucked his teeth at the man “You just gonna leave me? All alone” Gus pretended to think for a second, then shook his head. 

“You know I barely get time with [Name], come on son” They mocked each other's words for a moment before Gus finally headed out the Psych office and headed home. When he finally did get home,  he found you already curled up on the couch watching some off the wall T.V show scrolling on your phone.

 “Gus, baby, you’re home earlier than I thought” the girl exclaimed as Gus put his stuff down on the table next to the door. “We got no hits at Psych, but Shawn’s convinced the Chief will call him with something today. I thought my time would be better spent here, with you” He smiled at the end of his sentence, the girl hugging him with delight. “Well I know I’d never turn down a movie date with my man” She places a soft kiss on the man’s lips leaving him cheesing. 

“I already ordered a pizza, that should be here soon but I can pop some popcorn while you pick the movie” She offered, not letting the man respond before she was on her way to the kitchen. “Sounds perfect to me”

20 minutes later the pizza was laid on the table, popcorn popped, movie picked and candy was sprawled out on the table. “Now, you might not like the movie I picked but you get to choose after this” Gus muttered, coming back from the kitchen with plates. “I don’t even care what movie I just love spending time with my man” She smiled as Gus sat on the couch, snuggling up in the blanket as [Name] cuddled up to him laying her head on his shoulder. “I love them too. Quality time with my girl. Nothing could top this” He smiled, kicking his feet up on the table and handing her her plate with pizza on it. 

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[cintasfics]

Nothing some (eye) candy can't fix

pairing: juliet o'hara x oc (platonic)

wc: 1.5k

summary: while visiting the sbpd, marley stops in to check on juliet, and finding her friend overworked and under stress, resolves to do something about it

warnings: mentions of parking tickets and fines (yuck), and juliet isn't doing too good :(

a/n: i love juliet she's actually my best friend irl. this came about when i was browsing some writing prompts and came across 'when was the last time you ate?' i wanted to write something showing marley and juliets friendship and this just seemed to click in my mind. i hope you enjoy!

‘Hey Marley! What brings you here? The chief call you in for a case?’ Marley was greeted by Buzz as she stood at the front desk of the Santa Barbara PD, the officers friendly smile as he rounded the corner a welcome sight on her less-than-ideal quest.

‘Hey Buzz! Nah nothing as fun as that I’m afraid,’ she raised her hand to scratch the back of her head in embarrassment, ‘I’ve got another parking ticket to pay off, and figured I’d stop by and annoy Jules for a bit while I’m at it.’

‘Another one, huh?’ he asked with a good-natured laugh, knowing the woman’s history with minor traffic offences, ‘the city should give you a plaque somewhere with how much money you’ve given it!’

‘God, I don’t even want to think about how much money I’ve lost to tickets and fines,’ she groaned, a pained look crossing her face.

‘Maybe we could work something out for you, a ‘pay 9 fines get 1 free’ kind of deal,’ like her partners, Buzz liked Marley. She was always nice to him, always stopping to talk to him and ask about his wife whenever they crossed paths. It was because of their amicable relationship that he felt comfortable teasing her over such a thing.

‘Hey, that’s not a bad idea! Coming from me she’d probably charge me extra, but if you ever want to run that by Chief Vick I’d be grateful,’ she went along with his teasing, glad that she wasn’t receiving another lecture by a certain hard-ass detective.

‘Next time the chief is in a good mood I’ll bring it up,’ he winked at her, enjoying their back and forth, ‘speaking of good moods though, Juliet doesn’t seem to be in one at the moment, so I’d approach her with caution.’

His warning made her frown, it was rare that Juliet was in a bad mood, especially one worth commenting on. And though her relentless optimism and positive outlook could be a pain in the ass sometimes, it was one of Marley’s favourite things about her.

‘That’s odd, any idea what the problem is?’

‘Well she’s been working on a case that seems to have both her and Lassiter stumped, but they, mainly him, refuse to ask for help, internal or otherwise, so she’s under a bit of stress trying to figure it out.’

‘I see,’ looking over towards the woman in question, she could see the detective sitting at her desk, leaning on her elbow with her left hand on her forehead as she squinted at her computer.

It was strange to see Juliet so dishevelled, the woman always seemed to be so well-kept no matter the situation, be it in the field, chasing down a suspect, or a few drinks deep at one of their sleepovers.

‘How long has she been sitting there?’

‘Since she got back from lunch three hours ago,’ Buzz, ever the sweetheart, had a look of concern on his own face, ‘I did look over a while ago and she was gone, but she was back within a few minutes.’

‘Hmm, thanks Buzz. I’ll see what I can do.’

Exchanging goodbyes and good lucks with the officer, she made her way over to her friend.

‘Hey Jules, how’s it going?’

‘Mmh,’ was all she got in return.

‘I just thought I’d stop by and say hi while I paid off my latest parking ticket. I swear the rules of the parking lot near the comic book shop change every time I go there, like my trips there aren’t expensive enough,’ she was hoping for a teasing reprimand to pull her attention away from her screen, but no such luck.

Juliet seemed to ignore her attempt, so she decided to go straight for the kill, entering the mode that made Shawn and Gus designate her as the 'mum-friend'.

‘When was the last time you ate?’

‘I don’t know, an hour ago I guess,’ came her noncommittal answer.

‘Better than nothing.’

‘Oh yeah?’ Marley was still unsatisfied with that answer though, ‘what did you have?’

Though she had barely started, Marley's probing was already getting on her nerves - a testament to how tightly wound she was - couldn’t she see that she was busy?

‘What are you, my mother? I’m fine Marley, now if you don’t mind-‘

‘Jules.’

‘What? If you haven't noticed, I'm trying to work here and I'd appreciate it if you let me focus.'

'I have noticed, I've also heard that you haven't left your desk for a good while now, not long enough to take a decent break at least, and I'm just worried that you haven't been eating.'

Juliet let out an annoyed sigh, spinning in her chair to face her friend, 'there were some muffins left in the staff room, I had one of them so it’s not like I’ve been neglecting to eat.'

‘Maybe not, but it’s still not enough to keep you going. You’re running on steam, Jules, you need something of substance.'

‘And what would you suggest, in your infinite wisdom?’ she couldn't hold in the sneer that accompanied her words, the lack of food and the stress she was under controlling her words.

Marley didn't take it personally, she could see that not only was she in need of something to eat, but that she also needed a break.

‘That you come outside with me, hop into my car, and I drive us over to the bakery down the road from the fire station where we will enjoy some of the delicious treats they have to offer and feast our eyes on any firemen passing by.’

Visiting the café and taking in the nearby sights was a favoured pastime of the two women, and the appeal of the suggestion was enough to make her stop and consider it, but she wasn’t fully convinced. The stress of not making any further progress on this case weighing heavily on her mind.

‘I don’t know, this case has me stumped and I really need to focus.'

‘Sitting here driving yourself crazy isn’t going to help any, if it did I’m sure you would’ve figured it out by now,’ knowing she had her on the ropes, Marley kept on, ‘and some fresh air would do you good. Stepping away from your desk for a bit will clear your mind and help you see it in a different way.'

Juliet worried her bottom lip between her teeth, her words growing more appealing by the second.

‘Alright,’ she exhaled, ‘you win. Let’s go before I change my mind.’

Marley met the blonde’s yielding smile with her own victorious one, ‘perfect! I hear they have a new smoothie flavour and I’m excited to try it!’

~}i{~

The two women made their way outside, Juliet noticing as they approached the car that Marley had taken advantage of Lassiter being elsewhere by using his reserved parking space. Marley brushed her observation aside, claiming ‘what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him’.

As Marley pulled out of the commandeered spot, Juliet turned to her to apologise for the way she had spoken to her.

‘I’m sorry for snapping at you before, I just feel like I’m getting nowhere with this case and it’s driving me crazy. Lassiter breathing down my neck doesn't help either.'

‘Don’t worry about it, I get it. God knows I’m prone to snapping at people when overwhelmed,’ it didn’t happen often, but more frequently than she’d like to admit she had been in Juliets shoes. She always felt embarrassed afterwards, especially when apologising to those she had directed her ire at, so she appreciated her friend’s words.

‘Still, I feel horrible for taking it out on you.’

‘Babe, I got a water jug thrown at my head by a patient yesterday, you’re fine.’

‘Oh jeeze, what did you do to deserve that?’ she felt bad for the bark of laughter she let out, truly concerned for her friend, but her casual delivery drew it out of her.

‘Beyond treat them with nothing but kindness and respect? I told them that they couldn’t smoke inside.’

Juliet's next bout of laughter was louder. One of her favourite things about being friends with Marley was knowing that she wasn’t alone in dealing with unruly people and crazy situations, that she wasn’t the only one copping undue abuse in her field of work, and that she had someone to laugh (and sometimes cry) over it with at the end of the day.

'That's a bit harsh.'

'Yeah, how dare I express concern for not only their health, but for the health of the other patients as well.'

'I meant you, nurse Ratched,' she couldn't resist teasing.

'I will pull this car over right now, then no café and firemen for you,' to illustrate her point, Marley started slowing down, checking if the traffic behind her would allow her to pull over.

'I'm sorry I'm sorry! You were being very reasonable and you didn't deserve to get a water jug thrown at you!'

'Thank you, it might have missed me but it still hurt my feelings,' she returned to her previous speed, wiping a fake tear as she did.

Juliet tried to get her laughter under control, wiping her own real tears away. She finally composed herself, letting out a deep breath before speaking again, ‘thanks Marley, I needed that.’

Marley was already smiling at her friend’s laughter, glad that she had cheered her up, but her words and grateful smile made it all the wider.

‘Anytime, Jules.’

[crazyk-imagine]

Hi I have a Shawn Spencer x police sketch artist reader

The reader is very artsy and enjoys wearing 70s style hippie outfits and is Lassie’s best friend. She ends up telling Lassie her feelings for Shawn and she attempts to hide her feelings and sketchbook from Shawn without him or Gus catching on (they do) and Lassider being the worst wingman ever

Bell Bottom Sleeves and Blabbering Wingmen

Pairing: Shawn Spencer x Police Sketch Artist!reader

Characters: Shawn Spencer, Burton "Gus" Guster, Police Sketch Artist!reader, Carlton Lassiter, Juliet O'Hara, Buzz McNab, Jacob (other sketch artist)

Warnings: Fluff, Lassie being cringey, terrible wingman, he tried, Shawn feelings accidentally get hurt, reader is semi ditsy, the three spying on Shawn and reader, Lassie is a yapper shockingly, reader stays in his car whenever, the oddest besties, Gus and Shawn banter, so reader dresses like a hippie, and semi talks like a hippie, why did the hippie clothes and lingo go out of style, jive turkey meet Carlton, reader likes to give odd nicknames, Carlton knows about the crush, does not approve, wanted the band aide put back on when he found out, Carlton is still oblivious to reader's lingo, reader has beef with another sketch artist, reader's nickname is bell bc of her clothes

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: Omg, fav psych request yet, lol. This was so fun to write! We love Lassie being the absolute worse wingman ever! I feel like that would be cannon and if not, well now in my mind it is

Jive turkey: A person who tries unsuccessfully to be cool

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You set your leg down, careful not to drop it as it feels heavy.

You shake and faintly hear a door slam shut.

“Hi, Carl’s Jr.”

The man screams and flails his arms around at your voice.

He sighs and turns around, “what are you doing in the back of my squad car?”

You don’t say anything.

He sighs. “Are you hiding from him again?”

You pout your lips, continuously moving your hand, working on the hair. “No.”

“You know it’s a crime to lie.”

“Under oath.”

He grumbles under his breath.

The corner of your mouth twitches but you stop yourself from smiling.

You push yourself up and bend forward, setting your sketchbook to the side as you rest your elbows on the center console. “Carlton,” you whine.

“What?” He mocks you.

You raise your head, resting it on your hand as your bell bottom sleeve falls to your elbow. “Why must you be one with the enemy?”

He shakes his head, “I’m not with the enemy. The only enemy here is you and believe me, I know that enemy quite well.”

“I didn’t realize you and I had fought before.”

He turns his head, staring at you, who looks at him with no expression. If he had to describe the way you looked at this moment, he’d say the lights were on but no one was home.

He shakes his head. “You know, as much as it pains me to say this, and it does, just walk up to him and say,” he gestures to you. “You know and then leave it at that.”

You grimace, dropping your head into your hands. “That is literally the worst advice ever. You sound just like the other jive turkeys’, I went out with in high school.”

“Thank you,” he straightens his tie.

You glance at him from the corner of your eyes. “I- I can’t.”

“You can,” he nods, “you’re just choosing not to.”

You shake your head. “You’re right, I’m choosing not to make a fool of myself because I don’t want to be proven that I’m an idiot for going after a guy who is well out of my league.”

He opens his mouth, his voice dies down as you exit the car.

Juliet attempts to greet you but you wave in return as you run by her.

-

You bounce up the steps, your colored flowy shirt seemingly getting brighter, pulling in the few policemen nearby.

One was nice enough to open the door.

“Oh, thanks, Buzz.”

He smiles as you enter.  

-

You walk down the hallway making your way to Carlton’s desk to raid it for the new pencils you bought and stashed inside.

‘Jacob’s not getting them today,’ you inwardly grumble.

The other sketch artist at the office often steals your pencils. Why?

You still don’t know and haven’t cared to ask but it gets you riled up every time he’s done it.

You didn’t know it was him who was your pencil thief until Shawn-

You turn the corner and bump into someone. “Hey, not cool man. Watch where you’re-” You look up and find- “what’s crackin', Guster.”

He still isn’t used to your well, spunky behavior, and hands you back your sketchbook and the few loose pages that fell out, furrowing his brows at the hair in the drawing.

“Not much- uh- what were you drawing there?” He asks.

You owlishly blink, rushing to stuff everything back inside. “No one- nothing, nothing. Why? You trying to get your own portrait, Guster?” You joke, wanting to avoid the conversation.

He senses the lack of staying on the topic and smiles. “No, no,” he runs a hand over his head, “you wouldn’t be able to get my hair right,” he jokes.

You pause, the corner of your lips twitch. “Ah, you might be right. I couldn’t dare try and copy perfection.”

“That’s right, that’s right,” he walks away, slightly limping.

You smell his cologne before he says a thing. “Why’s Guster walking like a pimp?”

Shawn stiffles his laugh, “oh you know him, his spasms come out of nowhere now.”

“I do not have spasms, Shawn!”

“Alright, fine, fine. He doesn’t have “spasms” but he did injure his leg.”

Your jaw drops, “oh no, how?”

“Chasing the ice cream man,” he says not chalantly.

You purse your lips and tilt your head. “Uh huh. Okay.”

Carlton walks by you and takes a seat at his desk.

“Where did you move my pencils?”

“Oh, you mean my pencils.”

You roll your eyes, “c’mon, Carl’s Jr. This isn’t dy-no-mite. I need them.” You whine.

He shrugs, “too bad.”

You narrow your eyes at him.

“So- uh- Spencer,” the head detective changes the subject. “What- uh- what are you doing tonight?”

Shawn whirls around you, placing his hands on Carlton’s desk. “Why do you ask?”

Carlton clears his throat, “no- no reason, I was just,” he nervously chuckles, “can’t a guy ask a question?”

“Sure, a guy can ask a question but you can’t.”

Your best friend lets out a fake laugh at the psychics joke. “No but- uh- seriously, what are you doing?”

“Why do you want to know?”

“I was uh- planning a- an outing?”

Gus walks back into the station when he realizes that his friend isn’t following him.

“That sounds more like a question.”

“I’m planning a get-together and I was kindly inviting you but now-”

“No, no.” Shawn chuckles, “Lassie, Lassie, don’t revoke my invitation when I haven’t even gotten a chance to accept it.”

Carlton raises a brow, “so you do want to come?”

The psychic pauses, “I mean. How could I deny a Lassie invitation.” He smirks before turning to you. “You’ll be there right?”

Your eyes widen, “uh-”

A pat on your back brings you back to reality. “Of course, she is. There’s no way she would miss one of my get-togethers.”

You turn your head to look at him before warily turning it back to the two best friends. “Yeah, I’ll- I’ll be there.”

He pats the desk. “Now it’s a party.”

“It’s not a party,” the head detective corrects him.

Shawn smiles before turning around and walking away, “it’s definitely a party. See you there, Bell.”

You turn back to Carlton and smack his arm. “Why did you do that?”

“First off, laying your hands on an officer, a detective no less-”

“Oh cry me a river later, there’s no peace here now. Why did you-” Your brain has a hard time processing. “How could you-”

“I got you a date.”

Your eyes nearly pop out of your head. “A date- a date? Carl’s Jr, you haven’t even got me my new pencil I asked for. I don’t know why you think you’ve gotten me a date.”

He shakes his head. “Go talk to the chief, she needs you.”

“Oh does she now?”

“Bell!”

You quickly grab your sketchbook and pencil out of his hand. “Coming, Chief.”

-

You make your way to the restaurant Carlton texted you about and threw on the outfit Juliet had left for you.

You know he had to have let her in before you got home otherwise you would have seen them when you got home.

You entered the restaurant and are a little worried at the fact that no one else is here, other than your waiter, Gus. “I offered.”

“You offered to be a waiter?” You ask, crossing your arms. “Since when would you do that?”

“Because-”

“Oh, Gus, I didn’t realize you were here too. What’s on the menu, buddy?”

Gus grabs the silver covered try and sets it down as soon as Shawn takes a seat. “Your guy's favorite.”

You furrow your brows as Shawn gasps.

“Oh yay, oh yay,” he cheers, clapping his hands like a child. “Jerk chicken with jerk chicken sauce.”

“And for dessert-”

“No,” the psychic nearly loses his breath gasping.

Gus nods. “Pineapple slushies.” He sets them down, placing your own swirly straw in it. “Enjoy.”

You're so enthralled by the meal, you almost forget to ask him- “where’s everyone else?”

Gus pauses, his eye twitching. He doesn’t turn around, knowing his best friend will know what they did. “Everyone had plans. Goodnight guys.”

He sprints out of the restaurant, dropping his head as he makes his way to the car.

-

“Drive! Drive! Drive!”

“What the hell happened?” Carlton asks.

“They’re onto me, just drive.”

Juliet shakes her head and gestures for her partner to go.

-

You turn back to Shawn, who is entertained by his straw. “You having a groovy time, Shawn.”

He nods, smiling before quickly detaching his mouth from the straw, holding his head.

“That’s on you.”

“Brain freeze. Help.”

You smirk and start eating, knowing he’ll be fine.

“Whew! That would not go away.”

You hum in agreement. “I didn’t realize you liked this too.”

You nod, “Carl’s Jr always makes fun of me though.”

Shawn hums, “I could see it.” He then mimics your friend.

“Oh my god, that’s exactly what he sounds like.” You grab a napkin and cover your mouth to keep yourself from making a mess as you laugh.

“You know,” he clears his throat. “I think they did this on purpose.”

“Did what?”

“This,” he gestures to the table.

“Oh, you think they planned on- oh god,” you lower your head into your hands. “So not cool,” you whimper to yourself.

“Are you okay?”

Your head snaps up. “Do I sound okay?”

He raises his hands in defense, “okay, okay… But I mean, is it so bad?”

“Yes. Yes it is.”

He gets quiet. “I didn’t realize going out with me was so bad.”

Your eyes widen, “oh my- that is not at all what I meant.” You close your eyes and cover your face. “I just meant- you know, the fact that they set this up is bad because Carlton and everyone else clearly thinks I’m not good at this.”

“Not bad, just shows you're more nervous than I was.”

You lower your hand, “you were nervous.” You scoff, “I don’t believe that.”

“I was. I swear I was but- well, this,” he pulls a folded piece of paper out of his pocket. “This changed my mind.” He sets it down in front of you.

You open and find your latest drawing of him. Your eyes widen and your jaw drops. “Oh god.”

“No, no, don’t freak out. That’s not very groovy of you.” \

You narrow your eyes at him, “you’re dishonoring your father’s past.”

“Eh, maybe but it did get you to stop freaking out.”

You roll your eyes, “shut up.”

“Well, that’s not fun for anyone.”

You giggle. “Okay, okay. I,” you sigh. “I might have drawn this portrait of you but you weren’t supposed to find it.”

“Well, I’m happy I did and a little more excited to know that you bumped into me earlier otherwise I wouldn’t have wanted to do this until you decided to stop waiting and went off to-”

You lean closer and pull him in for a kiss.

He easily leans into it once he realizes what you two are doing.

-

“Gross,” Carlton grimaces.

“Aw, Carlton. It’s cute, they finally admitted they like each other,” Juliet tells him.

“Finally Shawn has someone else to bug about sporadic food trips.”

“I didn’t want to see my best friend making out with some psychic. Here. O’Hara take this and-”

“Oh my god, you two are so dramatic. If you didn’t want to see it then why are we still here?”

“Oh no, they’re coming out,” the head detective sinks into his seat.

“Well isn’t this a nice surprise,” Shawn starts. “Looks like the gang's all here.”

You roll your eyes listening to him.

“I expect you to make sure she gets home safe, Spencer.” Your best friend pauses, staring at the psychic with a serious expression. “And if you don’t, well, we don’t need to go there. You two have a good night.”

The three drive off.

“Did- he doesn’t mean it, right?”

You purse your lips, knowing your best friend fully meant what he said. “We should go.”

“He’s not going to murder me and bury me alive is he.”

“You can’t be murdered and buried alive, Shawn.”

“He’d find a way.”

You hum, “okay, honey.”

He quiets down and smirks at your use of a nickname.

-

“Okay, now that you’re home, you can call your bestie and tell him that his bestie made it home safe.”

You slowly turn your head around, “I’d feel safer if you stayed the night.”

He stares at you with a surprised expression. “Oh, well then, how am I to deny a lady her request?”

You smile. “Good because now we can watch the movies I was telling you about.”

He pauses in your doorway, holding onto the door frame. “No.”

You turn around and stare at him with a sad expression. “You don’t want to watch them?”

“No, I do but it’s like- you read my mind. I mean, yeah I want to do other things but you looked so excited talking about them, I- I wanted to see what made you like them so much.”

The corners of your lips slowly raise at his comment. “Well then we should change.”

-

You open your eyes and push yourself further into the warmth of Shawn’s chest. ‘Damn, he’s a good cuddler.’

You’re surprised when your alarm goes off and you turn it off, pulling your phone closer, opening your messages.

-

Carlton sits down at his desk as his phone buzzes.

BestieArtist

“You’re a terrible wingman who gets excellent results” Sent Read 8:39am

He shakes his head, knowing you two had a good night and is not ready for you two to be all lovey dovey at the station.

[pagingevilspawn]

other works

this is just a small masterpost where i list all of my works that aren’t grey’s/jolex related!

here you can find my works from other fandoms. give them a read if you feel like it! (all of them are only available on ao3)

CRIMINAL MINDS

the love that lasts the longest is the love that’s never returned 

➷ “It was when she saw her arm linked in his, hand fisting his suit jacket that she realized that maybe Catherine Adams wasn’t as delusional as she thought she was” (Cat Adams/Spencer Reid, Spencer Reid/OFC or Reader)

only the ash and sparks remain

➷ “She looks more human now than she ever did before, and he feels a slight pang in his chest that he wouldn’t understand until a few minutes later. Right then, she was just another woman who wanted to see a man one last time before she goes” (Cat Adams/Spencer Reid)

PSYCH

secrets kept inside

➷ five things Shawn didn't tell certain people, and the one thing he never told anyone. (Shules, various {platonic})

PRETTY LITTLE LIARS

that’s how i fell in love (bit by bit, then all at once)

➷ She had always hated the cliches. He had always loved them. —Funny really, how they both ended up in the middle of one. (Ezria) 

[notsoobviousfangirl]

What Are They Like With Their Kids- Juliet

She has a way with kids. Maybe it’s her bubbly personality. Or maybe it’s because she’s so pretty. Either way, babies love her.

She likes to make funny faces at them. They laugh hysterically every time. It’s the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen.

She’s surprisingly calm and collected with everything baby related. She’s also very efficient at changings and getting the baby dressed. Maybe babies and guns aren’t so different?

Juliet picks out their outfit every day. She may not be able to see them a lot during most days, but at least she has that.

She has the occasional moment where she’ll splurge on something for them. Whether it’s a cute outfit, a toy she thought they might like, or something fun for the three of you to do together. She spoils them, but she does have some restraint.

Send in headcanon requests!

[nineshusband]

Pierre Despereaux from Psych is SO sex with a capital C

AND SO WAS LASSITER

[starpoolsworld]

Character List:

NCIS:

Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Tony DiNozzo

Timothy McGee

Ziva David

Jimmy Palmer

Abby Scuito

Jenny Shepard

Kate Todd

The walking dead

Rick Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Carl Grimes

Abraham Ford

Eugene Porter

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Michonne

Carol Peletier

Rosita Espinosa

Connie

9-1-1

Bobby Nash

Evan Buckley

Eddie Diaz

Hen Wilson

Chimney

Maddie Buckley

Athena Grant

Peaky Blinders

Thomas Shelby

Arthur Shelby

John Shelby

Ada Shelby

Finn Shelby

Polly Gray

Alfie Solomons

MCU

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Thor

Bruce Banner

Clint Barton

Natasha Romanoff

Sam Wilson

Bucky Barnes

Loki

Wanda Maximoff

X-Men

I usually write with mutant!reader in mind, but if you'd like to request a human!reader just ask :)

Charles Xavier

Erik Lensher

Logan Howlett

Scott Summers

Hank McCoy

Psych

Shawn Spencer

Burton Guster

Carlton Lassiter

Juliet O'Hara

Ted Lasso

Ted Lasso

Coach Beard

Roy Kent

Jamie Tartt

Sam Obisayna

Colin Hughes (platonic)

Keely Jones

Rebecca Welton

[ao3feed-sherlockfemslash]

Fandom One-Shots

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2vz14kb

by SkylerMonez45

A collection of X Reader Oneshots for a lot of fandoms.

Words: 1468, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare, Shadowhunters (TV), Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud, Supernatural, Sherlock (TV), Girl Meets World, Wizards of Waverly Place, Gilmore Girls, Once Upon a Time (TV), Psych, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Chronicles of Narnia (Movies), Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), Stranger Things (TV 2016), Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson, The West Wing, Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV), Hamilton - Miranda

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Relationships: Harry Potter/Reader, Ron Weasley/Reader, Hermione Granger/Reader, Oliver Wood/Reader, Fred Weasley/Reader, George Weasley/Reader, Neville Longbottom/Reader, Jace Herondale/Reader, Alec Lightwood/Reader, Isabelle Lightwood/Reader, Clary Fairchild/Reader, Simon Lewis/Reader, Raphael Santiago/Reader, Sebastian Morgenstern/Reader, Magnus Bane/Reader, Anthony Lockwood/Reader, George Cubbins/Reader, Lucy Carylye/Reader, Sam Winchester/Reader, Dean Winchester/Reader, Castiel/Reader, Sherlock Holmes/Reader, John Watson/Reader, James Moriarty/Reader, Riley Matthews/Reader, Maya Hart/Reader, Lucas Friar/Reader, Josh Matthews/Reader, Alex Russo/Reader, Justin Russo/Reader, Rory Gilmore/Reader, Lorelai Gilmore/Reader, Luke Dane/Reader, Dean Forrester/Reader, Jess Mariano/Reader, Logan Hutzenberger/Reader, David Nolan | Prince Charming/Reader, Peter Pan/Reader, Killian Jones/Reader, Henry Mills/Reader, Shawn Spencer/Reader, Juliet O'Hara/Reader, Carlton Lassiter/Reader, Burton Lassiter/Reader, Tony Stark/Reader, Steve Rogers/Reader, Bruce Banner/Reader, natasha Romanoff/reader, Peter Quill/Reader, Peter Parker/Reader, Stephen Strange/Reader, Loki/Reader, Peter Pevensie/Reader, Edmund Pevensie/Reader, Susan Pevensie/Reader, Newt Scamander/Reader, Tina Goldstein/Reader, Queenie Goldstein/Reader, Steve Harrington/Reader, Nancy Wheeler/Reader, Jonathan Byers/Reader, Jim Hopper/Reader, Billy Hargrove/Reader, Evan Hansen/Reader, Connor Murphy/Reader, Josh Lyman/Reader, Sam Seaborn/Reader, Toby Ziegler/Reader, CJ Cregg/Reader, Angel/Reader, Rupert Giles/Reader, Xander Harris/Reader, Daniel "Oz" Osbourne/Reader, Willow Rosenberg/Reader, Buffy Summers/Reader, Alexander Hamilton/Reader, Thomas Jefferson/Reader, Angelica Schuyler/Reader, Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler/Reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2vz14kb

[a03feed-btvs]

Fandom One-Shots

by SkylerMonez45

A collection of X Reader Oneshots for a lot of fandoms.

Words: 1468, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare, Shadowhunters (TV), Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud, Supernatural, Sherlock (TV), Girl Meets World, Wizards of Waverly Place, Gilmore Girls, Once Upon a Time (TV), Psych, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Chronicles of Narnia (Movies), Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), Stranger Things (TV 2016), Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson, The West Wing, Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV), Hamilton - Miranda

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Relationships: Harry Potter/Reader, Ron Weasley/Reader, Hermione Granger/Reader, Oliver Wood/Reader, Fred Weasley/Reader, George Weasley/Reader, Neville Longbottom/Reader, Jace Herondale/Reader, Alec Lightwood/Reader, Isabelle Lightwood/Reader, Clary Fairchild/Reader, Simon Lewis/Reader, Raphael Santiago/Reader, Sebastian Morgenstern/Reader, Magnus Bane/Reader, Anthony Lockwood/Reader, George Cubbins/Reader, Lucy Carylye/Reader, Sam Winchester/Reader, Dean Winchester/Reader, Castiel/Reader, Sherlock Holmes/Reader, John Watson/Reader, James Moriarty/Reader, Riley Matthews/Reader, Maya Hart/Reader, Lucas Friar/Reader, Josh Matthews/Reader, Alex Russo/Reader, Justin Russo/Reader, Rory Gilmore/Reader, Lorelai Gilmore/Reader, Luke Dane/Reader, Dean Forrester/Reader, Jess Mariano/Reader, Logan Hutzenberger/Reader, David Nolan | Prince Charming/Reader, Peter Pan/Reader, Killian Jones/Reader, Henry Mills/Reader, Shawn Spencer/Reader, Juliet O'Hara/Reader, Carlton Lassiter/Reader, Burton Lassiter/Reader, Tony Stark/Reader, Steve Rogers/Reader, Bruce Banner/Reader, natasha Romanoff/reader, Peter Quill/Reader, Peter Parker/Reader, Stephen Strange/Reader, Loki/Reader, Peter Pevensie/Reader, Edmund Pevensie/Reader, Susan Pevensie/Reader, Newt Scamander/Reader, Tina Goldstein/Reader, Queenie Goldstein/Reader, Steve Harrington/Reader, Nancy Wheeler/Reader, Jonathan Byers/Reader, Jim Hopper/Reader, Billy Hargrove/Reader, Evan Hansen/Reader, Connor Murphy/Reader, Josh Lyman/Reader, Sam Seaborn/Reader, Toby Ziegler/Reader, CJ Cregg/Reader, Angel/Reader, Rupert Giles/Reader, Xander Harris/Reader, Daniel "Oz" Osbourne/Reader, Willow Rosenberg/Reader, Buffy Summers/Reader, Alexander Hamilton/Reader, Thomas Jefferson/Reader, Angelica Schuyler/Reader, Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler/Reader

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[crazyk-imagine]

The Ocean plus Shawn equals Chaos

Pairing: Carlton Lassiter x Female!reader

Characters: Carlton Lassiter, Female!reader, Shawn Spencer, Burton "Gus" Guster, Henry Spencer, Juliet O'Hara, Buzz McNab

Warnings: Fluff, classic Shawn screams, psych vibes, Lassie is a simp for his baby girl, Henry is a wise man, we listen to him at all times, reader lowkey lightly trying to kill Shawn, McNab makes an appearance

Word Count: 655

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You don’t know how it started but, you pull the blanket tighter around you to get warm.

You huff as you feel like you’re getting colder and colder by the minute.

You look up and notice the movement beside Carlton’s shoulder. You narrow your eyes and notice the one person you're thankful to see but also want to punch.

He gets closer with each step he takes. He feels bad about what happened and wants to apologize, he’s close to doing so until he sees the expression on your face.

You push yourself off the step on the back of the ambulance to chase after your idiot friend.

Shawn immediately starts running backwards and starts screaming like a little girl, which would have amused you more had the case not happened.

He runs around a car and tries his best to evade you but continues to fail with each turn he takes.

If he knew you couldn’t seriously fight him, he would have been able to use more common sense instead of running on “fumes”.

He runs past the crowd aka your other best friend, Shawn's dad, his crush, and Carlton, he continues to make poor excuses to hide from you even if they’ve already said no.

“Shouldn’t we help him?” Juliette asks, cringing every time he screams.

“No. He’s got what’s coming to him,” Henry says.

“Isn’t that a little harsh?” Gus chimes in.

“Do you want her to be the one chasing you?”

He sucks in air through his teeth, thinking it over and decides he’d rather live than be in the same predicament as his best friend. “He’ll be fine.”

“Well, I’m not fine. She should be on her way to the hospital by now,” Carlton says before standing in front of Shawn, who then screams in horror.

“Is this how I go? How am I supposed to live on when I never got to pass on my legacy to the children?!” Gus furrows his brows, “you don’t have any.” Shawn gasps, clutching his chest.

“And I don’t have any children!” You stop in front of him, but Carlton shoves him out of the way and grabs, pushing you back towards an ambulance. “Back to the ambulance.”

“Carlton, I’m fine.”

“Well, I’m not. Now you better get your butt back in the ambulance or you’re gonna have me to deal with.”

You avoid his gaze and listen to his advice, slowly trailing back to the ambulance where Buzz is, worriedly searching for you. “Oh, thank God. I mean- I knew where you were.”

You narrow your eyes at him, “you’re lying.”

He opens his mouth, looking like a fish out of water, scared to admit that he did temporarily lose you because Carlton will have his head.

“Lassie, I want to go home.”

“You can go home after you’ve been checked out,” he says with a soothing voice.

“Stop treating me like I’m five.”

“Okay, once you're done with the doctor, then you can go home.”

“That’s slightly better but thank you nonetheless.”

The corner of his lip’s curves upward, “it’s my job to make sure you're safe.”

You curl back into the blanket, reaching for his hand. “Thank you,” you tell him, understanding the hidden meaning behind his comment.

“Hey, Lassie! Are you two dating?” You stare at Carlton and smile, “I’m going to kill him. Please visit me in prison.”

He opens his mouth to ask what you mean but you’re gone before he could even make a sound.

Shawn squeals and takes off, passing Henry, who shakes his head. “Stop running!”

“No, you want to hurt me!”

“Maybe I wouldn’t if you’re crazy girlfriend didn’t try to drown me!”

“We were never together! I only like those who are reasonably crazy!”

“Well, then reasonably take my foot up your-”

“Okay, Gus, go stop them,” Henry tells him. “What? Why me?”

“You’re their best friend.”

“Not right now I’m not.” 

[cintasfics]

Masterlist

Psych

OC profile - Marley Williams

Relationships and dynamics

Misc. ideas and headcanons

One-shots/Drabbles

The People You Meet at Happy Hour - Carlton Lassiter x oc during a night out with some friends from work, marley runs into lassiter, who is at the same bar under similar circumstances. growing tired and her social battery draining, she excuses herself from her group to hang back with the detective at his table.

Hear Santa Barbara, I swear it's calling me - Carlton Lassiter x oc a private case leads the three members of psych detective agency to a nightclub, where marley goes undercover as a dancer to find out more information. the head detective at sbpd enters the same club one night following a tip called into the station and is taken aback by what he sees.

Nothing some (eye) candy can't fix - Juliet O'Hara x oc (platonic) while visiting the sbpd, marley stops in to check on juliet, and finding her friend overworked and under stress, resolves to do something about it

Blue eyes and the tie to match - Carlton Lassiter x oc a case involving models and a fashion designer causes some changes to occur within the group style-wise, and marley can’t help but voice her appreciation

Soft Spot - Carlton Lassiter x oc needing a favour from lassiter to make progress in their case, shawn and gus decide to take advantage of the man’s feelings for their friend, encouraging her to be the one to ask for his help

One of you is going to have to change - Shawn, Gus and Henry x oc (platonic) waiting outside a restaurant for the rest of their party to arrive, shawn wishes he never came up with the idea of going out to eat after being met with a horrific sight

Leave It On - Carlton Lassiter x oc while things are getting heated between the couple, lassiter finds out that marley has a certain appreciation for an aspect of his uniform

Series - First Meetings

A match made in the emergency room (and again in a cafe) - Shawn Spencer and Burton Guster x oc (platonic) when shawn ends up in the emergency department after being run off the road while investigating the murder of the regional spelling bee spellmaster, he finds a new friend in the nurse that looks after him, even if she doesn’t know it yet

Another thorn in Lassiter's side - Carlton Lassiter x oc shortly after becoming friends with shawn and gus, marley attends (read: is dragged along to) her first crime scene and her presence gets a mixed reaction from the two detectives on the scene

When Marley Met Henry - Henry Spencer x oc (platonic) marley's car breaks down on the way home from work, and unable to respond to her request for help personally, shawn sends his dad in his place

Episode outlines

Speak Now or Forever Hold Your Piece - 1x03 Woman Seeking Dead Husband: Smokers Okay, No Pets - 1x04 9 Lives - 1x05 Weekend Warriors - 1x06 Shawn vs. The Red Phantom - 1x08

Marvel

Kneel - Erik Lehnsherr x reader It’s Halloween at the school for gifted youngsters, and Erik is more than happy to indulge you in a certain interest of yours

[crazyk-imagine]

Another One

Pairing: Carlton Lassiter/ Female reader 

Characters: Reader, Shawn Spencer, Carlton Lassiter, Juliet O’Hara, Burton “Gus” Guster, Henry Spencer, brief mentions of Buzz (more so his car) 

Warnings: Mentions of reader being thrown overboard (once), Shawn being a whining little shit XD, Henry says he likes the reader more

Word Count: 1,803

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"Hey, you know, I think I'm one too," you say, wrapping the towel around yourself, shielding you from the cold. You curl further into yourself while looking up at Shawn, the idiot psychic, as you’ve just recently started to call him (within the last two minutes). 

If someone had asked you how you felt about Shawn a day ago, you probably would have said he’s a… good friend or someone good to know if you’re ever in a sticky situation, something along those lines. 

But not today, not now because right now, all you call feel is the water droplets falling from face and hair, landing on the towel as you think about the friendship you two share. 

-

“We need to follow him,” Shawn whispers in your ear.

“What? Why?”

“Something’s not right. I have a feeling he’s going to strike again.”

“What if you’re wrong?”

“Oh, but dear sweet fruity pebble lover, I am not wrong. In fact, I am more than right.”

“That makes no sense,” you say with a confused expression.

“You make no sense.”

“What?”

“What?”

“Okay, let’s try this-”

“I’m listening.”

“Don’t interrupt me. Let’s follow from a distance and not talk to the suspect.”

“That doesn’t sound like fun.”

“This isn’t fun. Technically this is supposed to be yours and Gus’s job but, he’s busy doing his real job-”

“This is a real job.”

“He has another job to pay bills and provide for himself. You’re basically his sugar baby.”

“That doesn’t sound right.”

You nod sympathetically, patting his shoulder, “it’s true. No one else wants to admit it, so I will.”

“This is why I like you. You’re honest.”

You press your lips together, making them look thinner, “is that it?” 

“Yeah.” 

“We gonna follow him now.”

“Yeah. Afterwards, you wanna get some tacos?”

“Or jerk chicken?”

Shawn clicks his tongue, smiling, “I knew I liked you.”

-

"One what exactly?" Shawn asks, standing beside you, watching as Jules and Lassiter put the guy who tried to drown you, into Buzz's cruiser. 

"A psychic." 

"Really?" Shawn turns his focus onto you after briefly listening to your skeptical statement. 

"Yeah, wanna know why?" You push yourself out of the ambulance, slowly removing the blanket. 

"Boy do I," he jokes, bouncing on the balls of his feet. 

"I see a grave in your future." You toss the blanket into your, now unoccupied seat. 

"What?" He stops bouncing. 

"Because I'm gonna kill you," you add, sounding completely serious which scares him. 

Shawn's eyes widen when he sees your hand about to grab his shirt, he starts screaming and runs away. 

"Get back here Shawn," you chase after him, a few feet behind him, as he zig zag’s through the cop cars surrounding the area. 

"No," he yells, looking over his shoulder to see you right behind him. He turns back around to make sure he doesn’t run into anyone. 

A familiar blue car belonging to a certain pharmaceutical rep pulls up and steps out of the car. 

"Gus. Gus. Buddy, you gotta help me." 

Gus furrows his brow before he sees you chasing his best friend. He pops his lip and shakes his head. He already knew how upset you’d be with Shawn when he called Gus earlier that day. "No, Shawn, you brought this on yourself. I had nothing to do with this." 

"Please, buddy. Mr. Silly pants, help me." He says, his voice sounding wheezy with the last few words as he hunches over, placing his hands on his knees.

"You can ask people for help, but they won't help you," you shout, crouching behind the car in front of the two. 

"You don't know that." Shawn starts running again. 

"Yes, I do because I'm one of those people." 

"Yeah, well doesn't mean I can't-" He starts screaming when you launch yourself onto his back. 

"Would you shut up already? It's like listening to a-" Carlton complains, stopping when you bump into him. He turns around to find you on Shawn’s back. 

"Sorry, Carlton but I need to kill Shawn," you grunt when he starts spinning.

He steps in front of the two of you, "as much as I would to see that. We need to go back to the station so we can get your statement." 

"Yeah, sure. After-" 

Carlton interrupts, "no, you're going with O'Hara. O'Hara!" 

Jules walks away from Buzz's cruiser, "yes, Carlton?" 

"Take her to the station and don't forget to get her statement." 

"Okay," she turns away from him, looking at you, "are you ready? What’s going on here? You know what, actually, don’t answer that." 

You groan and hop off his back, looking Shawn in the eyes, “you better watch yourself.”

When you and Jules are a few feet away Shawn decides now is the best time to open his mouth and says, “no! You watch yourself, fruity pebbles.” 

You turn around, prepared to run back towards him. 

“Don’t even think about it,” Carlton stops in front of you, crossing his arms. 

You look over his shoulder. “Carl, let me get one good hit,” you glance back at your boyfriend. 

He gives you a pointed look. 

You pout, “fine. I won’t go after Shawn.” 

“That’s good to hear,” he takes a step closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. 

You snuggle into him before placing your hands on his chest, “I’m gonna get your suit and badge wet.” 

He pulls you closer and rests his head on top of yours before briefly pulling away to peck you on your forehead. 

“If your badge is rusty or your babies aren’t working properly, don’t blame me.” 

“I could never blame you, if anything, I’ll blame Spencer.” 

“Sounds good to me.” 

“Uh, if I may interject, that does not work well for me. In fact, I find it a little rude,” Shawn interrupts the touching moment between the two of you. 

“Even thought it was your fault,” Gus adds. 

“I don’t think that’s true.” 

“I wasn’t here, and I can tell that it was.” 

“Gus, you’re supposed to be on my side.” 

“Why would I be on the losing side?” 

“So, you only side with me when I’m right?” Gus looked away, ignoring the question as he walks away. 

“Gus… Buddy… Gus! Come on.” 

“As much as I find it cute that the two of you are together, I need to bring you down to the station and get your statement and talk to the chief about having an officer outside of your house,” Juliet says. 

Carlton sighs and pulls away from you, holding your hand, “be safe, alright?” He looks away from you to give Juliet a serious look, “keep her safe, don’t let her out of your sight.” 

“Of course, Carlton.” 

“I have a question,” Gus says, smacking Shawn’s hands away from him. 

The latter whines, holding his hand before glaring at his friend. 

“What’s that, Gus?” The female detective of the group asks. 

“Why is Shawn’s dad, here?” Gus points to where Henry’s coming from. 

The psychic detective smiles, “he’s clearly here for-” 

“You’re an idiot.” 

“What-” 

“First, you follow the suspect with no backup. Then, when Gus says he’s busy, you go and find the next best person you can use as your chauffer and almost get her killed.” 

“He was very mean, Henry. He practically forced me to help him,” you add, hiding your smile when Henry looks over at you. 

“Yes, I know. He was antsy and impatient to wait for the police to do their job and took matters into his own hand while forcing you to join him along for the ride but,” he raises his finger at you. “Don’t pretend like you’re all innocent over there, missy.” 

“I didn’t do anything.” 

“You’re using your “I’m blaming Shawn, so I don’t get in trouble” voice. You’ve been doing it since all three of you,” he points to you, Shawn, and Gus. “Were kids and clearly, that’s not gonna change. Juliet, you don’t need to take her home. She can spend the night at my house and Gus can take Shawn to his place.” 

“Why does she get to go home with my daddio?” 

“Daddio?” Jules, Henry, and Gus repeats. 

“Why do I feel like you don’t want me at home?” The psychic detective asks. “Because, I’d have less to worry about with her and,” he leans closer to his son, whispering, “I like her more. Come on, sweetheart.” 

As you pass Shawn, you give him a “I told you so” smirk. 

“Well, that was rude,” Shawn mumbles. - “I knew I liked you for a reason, Henry,” you tell him. 

He chuckles, “yeah, yeah. I have a blanket in the truck for you.” 

You sigh out in relief, “thank you. This is already becoming a much better evening.” 

“Hang on,” Juliet calls out. 

“I know, I have to go down to the station to give my statement but, can I give it to you after I take a shower and change out of my wet clothes. I think we all would prefer if I wasn’t sick. Think about how Carlton would feel if I was at home… sick… with no one to nurse me back to health.” 

The detective purses her lips, “I think we both know he would drop all of his cases so; he could take care of you.” 

“True but, if he gets sick and has to miss even more work…” 

“Alright, fine. You know, you didn’t have to say anything. I came over to tell you to change and get out of your wet clothes before coming down to the station.” 

“Oh. Well then, we’re in agreement.” 

“You’ve been with Shawn for way too long.” 

“I have. He’s starting to rub off on me,” you shiver in fake disgust. 

“I’ll leave you to it.” 

“Thanks Jules, for everything tonight.” 

“Just doing my job.” 

“You do it well.” - You turn around and make your way to Henry’s truck, both of you jump when you see there’s someone inside. “Shawn, get out or scoot over,” you order. 

“No.” 

“Shawn,” Henry adds. 

The psychic groans, “fine.” 

You hop in, “give me the blanket.” 

“No.” 

“Give it to me.” 

“No. I’m feeling a little chill.” 

“I was the one who was thrown into the ocean. Give me the blanket.” 

The two of you start tugging on the blanket. 

“You two, cut it out.” 

“Sorry,” you both apologize. 

“I need it,” you whisper, yanking on the item. 

“No.” 

You punch him in the arm and take it when he rubs his arm. “Suck it.” 

“You suck it,” Shawn says, in his normal childish way. 

“You suck it.” You put your phone next to your face so, you and Gus can sing, “suck it.”

“How dare you use my best friend against me.” 

You shrug, “it was easy.”