#Pspsps yall come get a snippet 😂

[typicalopposite]

W.I.P Wednesday

Thank you so so much to @onthewaytosomewhere and @luainthewild for the tags and I can not describe how much I CAN NOT wait to reads y’all’s stories! 💕💕 (updated to add @hgejfmw-hgejhsf since I already had posted 😂💕)

It is true @onthewaytosomewhere that I have swayed from the FirstPrince path lately and been dabbling in Psych 👀 BUT imma cheat the system a little and post two snippets! If for no other reason than to keep the rwrb fire burning in the background while I work through this new fic! :)

So without further ado here’s a snippet from the untitled Psych fic

“Ehh? See?” Juliet’s smile brightens her whole face; it’s her cheeky ‘I was right’ smile she often uses against Shawn, Lassiter, and well… everyone. She looks past Gus across the hall and mouths I told you at McNabb, who is also standing hidden behind a column. He looks doubtfully over at them and then looks back towards Lassiter’s desk. Gus and Juliet follow suit just in time to see Shawn lean in closer, turning his head towards Lassiter’s face. “Holy crap,” Juliet whispers, leaning more against Gus to get a better look. Gus would have mentioned she was starting to tip him off balance; however he is way too focused on the fact it looks like his best friend is about to plant a kiss on a Lassiter’s cheek. Lassiter, who Gus is certain hates said best friend… because he says so on a near daily basis. Lassiter, who Gus is certain would have Shawn put under the jail if he ever found out Shawn really wasn’t psychic… because he says so on a near daily basis. Lassiter… who is smiling this crooked, goofy (in a way he’s never seen before) smile at Shawn, as the younger man continues to lean in towards him, saying something inaudible as he moves.

And because I just love FirstPrince too much to not post for them too I’m gonna pull something from my FirstPrince but make them dads Fic Baby Mine.

“HmmMmmMmmmMmmmm…” Henry hums, as he bounces the screaming infant in his arms. She’s been like this since Alex handed her over to him, and now Alex is at work; and Henry refuses to call him back home because he can’t calm their daughter himself. Still Alex did say he could easily bring all his paperwork home if he had to… Henry shakes his head at himself. No. No, that's not fair to Alex. He is already so behind on work from the time he had taken off when she was born. Alex has kept her whole days on his own when Henry had to deal with an issue at the shelter; there is no reason Henry shouldn’t be able to manage for just a few hours. He can do this.  Or so he thought before her cries turned to wails, then turned to shrieks, as if she’s in some unimaginable pain, and Henry can feel himself starting to panic. “Shhh, there there now… it’s alright; you’re alright.” And she is, isn’t she? He has checked her over multiple times. She is fed, burped, changed. She should be fine. “God I hope you’re alright…” He whispers, feeling tears stinging the corners of his eyes. In no time he is sobbing along with her. 

Now I tag @scripted-downfall and expect Twooooo snippets because she didn’t do it last week.. this is 100% a full pressure tag 😂

#wip wednesday #psych #psych fanfiction #Psych fandom #Pspsps yall come get a snippet 😂 #Also #rwrb #rwrb fic #firstprince fic #firstprince as dads #my writing #Wench chop to it dang it :)