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vertigoevolved · 1 month
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Shawn and Gus high school years 🍍
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beatasticband · 2 years
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birdyboylassie · 1 month
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Collage of the Polyclue/Poly Psych that I made for the Psych Creation Fest!
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figsandfandoms · 8 days
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Into the unknown
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A Shawn/Gus moodboard for the Psych Creation Fest using the prompt "the characters go on a road trip"
It's the week after graduation, and Shawn and Gus have plans- Shawn’s working at the ice cream shop while Gus is doing work for his father; both of them saving up for their futures. In a few short months, Gus will be off to college and Shawn will be off to… who knows where.
But all that changes when Gus begs Shawn to join him on an impromptu road trip. Shawn’s never been one to turn down an adventure, especially not when straight-laced Gus is the one insisting on it.
With the help of a ‘borrowed’ car, the two set off into the unknown, where they’ll learn more about themselves than they ever bargained for.
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loverboyscancreate · 1 month
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Down the Gopher's Vertical Tunnel
Fandom: Psych 2006
Word Count: 1,062
Summary: Shawn in Alice's Wonderland
A/N: For Psych creation fest! Prompts used: Hunted, too many teeth, dazed and confused
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Shawn rushed through the open field, jumping over beds of snapdragons snapping at his feet. His lungs burned as he breathed in, a piercing pain in his gut awakened, making him clench his teeth in response. Shawn runs and runs, the moon making an effort to barely light his path, it’s crooked grin mocking him. 
He comes to an abrupt stop before a sunflower field, each flower twice as tall as himself. Reluctant to step into the flowers, he peaked in first, putting his hand on the stem closest to him, his heavy breath making itself known in the cool air. 
The dim light of the moon didn’t reach between the sunflowers, it was dark inside, but the ground beneath him was barren, any grass that once grew was long dead, meaning this trail was often used. As Shawn thought of his choices, he heard the sound of metal armour hitting metal armour, the sound of playing cards cutting through the air. They were getting closer, he had no choice but to step inside. 
As soon as Shawn stepped inside, everything grew quiet, the flowers acting as walls, covering him from any danger outside. Shawn followed the path and trailed his hand across the green stems, they were his guides in the dark. There was a twist here, a turn there, and then Shawn reached a fork, he had to decide between going left or right. It seemed easy enough, he just followed the light coming from deep inside of the left path. As he got closer to the light he noticed the stems had changed colour to a more bluer hue. 
He reached the source of the light, a small lantern with a blue flame inside, it sat atop a small round table decorated with two little white teacups, a red rose on each. There was a teapot beside the lantern, steam pouring from its spout.
Shawn’s eyebrows creased in confusion, how was there fresh brewed tea in the middle of a field? Yet again, how were playing cards sentient and hunting him down. Shawn watched the steam swirl into the air, it mesmerised him. 
Entranced him.
“No.”
“Oh c’mon, Gus.”
“I said no, Shawn.” Gus shook his head violently in objection.
“It’s just a hole, Gus, it’s not gonna hurt you.” Shawn pointed at the dark hole in front of the tree trunk.
“I’m not taking any chances at getting bit in the face by an angry gopher.”
Shawn clicked his tongue and hit Gus in his stomach before bravely kneeling in front of the hole. He’d become curious after something shiny had caught his eye as him and Gus walked by. 
The hole in the dirt was deep and dark, almost never ending, it was like nothing he’d ever seen before, roots blocked his view any deeper into the vertical tunnel. Shawn leaned in close, his fingers gripping tight at the dirt and damp grass.
His hand slipped. 
In he went, straight down the gopher’s hole.
“Shawn!”
Gus’s voice startled Shawn from his trance, its echo bouncing around Shawn’s head. Shawn took a deep breath, wiped his sweaty palms on his dirtied jeans and continued on his way. 
Nothing about this was normal, nothing about any of this was right. It was all wrong, all Shawn wanted to do that morning was go on a tranquil walk with Gus, possibly get some snacks along the way, but instead he’d ended up here.
He was afraid, lost in some bizarre land where everything that wasn’t supposed to be alive, was and tried to talk to him. And if it wasn’t trying to have a polite conversation, it was trying to kill him. Like the very lovely gopher he did end up seeing as soon as he stopped falling. It had simply stared at Shawn until he took a step forward and the creature growled at him, revealing unnatural rows of teeth. Shawn had stayed frozen and the thing just took off, running into the forest nearby.
Shawn stopped and paid attention to his surroundings, he had reached another fork, this time he would take the right path. With each step he grew more nervous, not too sure what would come next. 
It was the little table and tea set again, except, the lantern’s light was dying out, only a little speck of blue was left dancing around the wick of the candle inside, the tea seemed to have grown cold. Shawn’s head started working furiously to remember if he really had taken the right path, he had. So how had he ended up here?
Shawn picked up one of the cups and looked inside, a ring of brown stained the white porcelain. He examined the exterior, flipping the fragile cup in his hands. The red rose that had adorned the outside was now white, with only a black outline allowing him to tell the rose was even there in the first place. 
Shawn huffed out in frustration as he put the cup down. This place was messing with his head, he needed to get out, and fast. He ran forward, his feet heavy, leaving a print with each step he took. Shawn kept at a slow enough pace so he wouldn't hurt himself in the dark. The flowers around him had begun to make him feel stuffy, trapped. The sound of the air ruffling through the petals above made Shawn feel as if the petals themselves were looking down at him, giggling at him and his confusion.
Shawn saw a light once more at the end of the flower tunnel, luckily this time, he had no choice to make and only had to move forward. He picked up the pace, running straight to the exit. 
He burst into the open field, the wind hit his face, immediately cooling him down. He took a deep breath in, letting himself be touched by the moon’s light. That’s when he heard it, the sound of metal hitting metal. The sound of the playing cards folding in on themselves. 
Shawn opened his eyes, there was a line of cards, each branded with 
a red heart and number, all pointing spears at him, trapping him in like an animal.
Shawn lifted his hands, his heart thumping behind his ribs. “I have a question,” he said nervously, “do I get a prize for getting a flush?
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bo0zey · 1 year
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Did I miss "back from the war" recreation or is that not happening
OK so i've been meaning to address this for a while because it’s actually something i've been genuinely annoyed/sad/upset about; my original plan to recreate the post was to go to riot fest & have someone take pics of me during MCR live in person (caption wouldve been something like ‘when will mcr--omg they;re Back from the Warfdskns’ lol idk). i ended up 2nd row from the barrier & i was like OMG bc i didn’t expect to get so close & i was like ‘WOW these r gonna b such GR8 PICTURES!!i;m so lucky!!this is gENIUS!’ & so my plan was literally going according to/even better than planned right?? i mean the fact that i was ~a few feet away from the stage n was ~1.5hrs away from seeing mcr LIVE??? my plan was going along SUSPICIOUSLY well..everything was falling into place TOO perfectly...it was almost to good to be true right??? IT WAS. everything went to shit & my plan fell thru during the last band before MCR when my body suddenly fell victim to the effects of being crowd crushed for >7 hours straight; i experienced syncope & was pulled over the barrier & out of the pit by security.
sooooo, you didn’t ‘miss’ anything; the post was supposed to be recreated at the concert, but the universe pulled an uno-reverse on me when it remembered i’m on the universal ‘Do Not Ever Allow to Be Truly Happy’ list lol. i meant to post an update abt my failed plan afterwards, but tbh the actual event in itself made me wanna fr kms, and i felt even guiltier/worse for being unable to fulfill my promise to u all bc i fr planned on recreating it at the concert. 'ok but u were still at the concert after u got pulled out’ ok physically yes but mentally N-Ooo. due to the hypoxia (lack of blood blow/oxygen to the brain) i’d obtained secondary to being crowd crushed PLUS the psychological trauma of being removed against my living breathing dying will from the pit (btw the psychological trauma has nothing to do with being crowd-crushed but im not gonna get into that turmoil rn lol), i was stuck in an altered mental state for the remainder of the concert. i was dissociated for mcr’s entire set until i woke up the next morning & it took ~3-4 days for my body to fully recover from the physical trauma of being crowd crushed.
i still plan on recreating the post eventually, but tbh it’s not rlly my top priority atm bc 1) i still can’t come to terms w/ the fact i lost my 1 n only chance to experience MCR live & 2) imo seeing MCR live was the perfect opportunity to recreate the post & that clearly didn’t work out for me sooo now i have no idea how else i can top that idea :( .
#i have an idea but i’m not sure if it’ll work...imma need mcr 2 pull thru n meet me halfway on this 1 lol#anywyas i h8 talking abt riot fest i feel like every1 h8s me whining abt it too lol#i was so angry and upset with the world and myself. i really tried so hard to stay conscious;#ppl were asking if i was ok & i kept nodding yes because i didn’t want to be pulled out of the pit bc#then i’d lose my spot + my ONLY chance to see MCR live & so up close.#next thing i know i’m being pulled over the barrier by security and WHOOSH into dissociationville i go.#they were too much for my brain to handle so i’d just fall back even more into that weird dissociated state#i honestly would have preferred to not have even attended the concert. like HONESTLY 100% deadass i wish i didnt even go.#like imagine urself in my shoes lol i went from being 2nd row from the stage to like 70000 rows away.#yall dont understand how awful it is to have such a golden opportuntiy to be 1 hr n a few feet away from the band who saved u#to having it all ripped away from u in literally a matter of seconds#if i’d just stayed home my 12y/o little wouldn’t have had to experience the psychological trauma of having everything to having nothing.#my 15/16 year old teen wouldnt have had to re-live the experience of realizing there’s nothing left#in this world to comfort/protect/save her OR her childself#22 year old me realizing i failed them and all the other parts of me. i cant be happy i cant have shit in this world#i couldnt have my mom but at least i had mcr right??? nope lol that got ripped out of my fingertips too#i cant even begin to describe the emotional damage/psychological blow the situation had on me bc like#i cant even put it into words and i know nobody will truly understand/believe me when i say how heartbreaking & detrimental this#situation was for my already fucked up psyche. or they’ll think im exaggerating but its like u dont get it#ive lost so many things and people i spent my entire childhood/adolescence maladaptive daydreaming.#at age 12 mcr became my escapism for ~4yrs straight bc they were the only thing that made me happy#while all the other ppl in the real world in my day to day life were making me wanna kms everyday#like ik it sounds extreme/dramatic but ??? i mean i dont even fully understand my reaction tbh.#i think its just mcr used to be my happy place n then i get to see them live and its just an absolute nightmare#and the fact that i was dissociated from their concert when they used to be the only thing to keep me grounded to this earth???#truly i wish i didnt even go like i cant even listen to their music anymore without wanting to crawl out of my skin#when the only thing that made u feel alive made u feel deader than ever inside....yeahhhhh not fun!!#its a heartsinking feeling i hate it so much i wish i had a doever#mcr#when will mcr return from the war
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Clone Trooper Waxer (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Longshot (Star Wars), Jango Fett, Anakin Skywalker, Clone Trooper Wooley (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Keeli (Star Wars), CC-3636 | Wolffe, CC-2237 | Davijaan | Odd Ball Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Mythology, Inspired by Eros and Psyche (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Author cherry picks from both Star Wars and Mythology to create an unholy combination of the two, Obi-Wan as Psyche, Cody as Eros....sorta, Jango as a god of war who wants revenge for his slighted lover and his betrayed son, Implied Sexual Content, Falling In Love, Loss of Trust, Emotional Hurt, Quests, Proving one's devotion, Making Up, Arguments between gods, Cuddling & Snuggling, Angst and Feels, Happy Ending, Star Wars characters assigned as Greek gods and demigods and other necessary characters, without regard to accuracy to myth Series: Part 4 of Codywan AU Fest Summary: When the gods are angered, there is always a price. Obi-Wan isn't unwilling to pay it. He never expects to find happiness, but he does, nor does he expect for it to fall apart in a moment. He will do what he must to make it right.
Featuring these two lovely pieces of art commissioned from @mysandwichranaway​!
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levitationroom · 9 days
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Austin Psych Fest
Friday, April 26th
8:20pm set time... LET'S GO
Tickets at NOW AVAILABLE
https://levitation.fm/pages/austin-psych-fest
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underclerysclock · 4 months
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Missed my train and my next one isn't for an hour because it's a vline and anyway I decided to get a Guinness. I am not a stereotype, it just tastes good, okay.
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lcdrarry · 2 years
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24 May | LCDrarry Fic:
embrace the deception
Prompt: “Psych”, 2006, Series Prompted by: @anaxandria-writes Artist: Anonymous Word Count: 13,522 words Rating: Mature Warnings: no archive warnings apply; reference to off-stage murder; implied sexual content; anti-Auror sentiment
Notes: Anaxandria, thank you for such a delightful prompt! It is entirely your fault that I’ve had the Psych theme song stuck in my head for the last month.
Summary: Draco Malfoy shouldn’t feel like the stable one, not when he spends his days pretending to have clairvoyant powers and solving mysteries with Neville Longbottom. Harry Potter, however, seems to be on the edge of a breakdown, and he’s growing increasingly obsessed with his former rival.
Read it now on AO3.
Please help promote the fest by sharing your favourite submissions, so more people can enjoy all the amazing new Drarry works of LCDrarry. Thank you!
Author and artist reveals are on 15 June.
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nail-bat-butch · 2 years
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this image came to me in a dream, so ofc i had to make a meme:
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{ID: a picture of the “you heard about Pluto? that’s messed up, right?” meme. Gus from Psych- a Black man with a shaved head- talking to a White woman with curly hair. Gus is wearing a pink button-down shirt and a grey suit jacket, and the woman is wearing an orange shirt. the text reads ‘you heard about “First Kill”?’ on the top, and ‘that’s messed up, right?’ on the bottom./end ID}
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vertigoevolved · 24 days
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sketch of a shawn and his dog house. 🍍
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z34l0t · 1 year
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bluesey-182 · 13 days
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god i can't wait for it to be halloween
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figsandfandoms · 24 days
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Psych creation fest mood board using the prompt Best Friends Forever:
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through thick and thin, these two have been through it all. whether it's fighting crime or running away from it, you know Shawn and Gus have each others backs.
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loverboyscancreate · 2 days
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The Comfort That You Bring
Fandom: Psych 2006
Pairing: Shawn Spencer & Burton Guster
Word Count: 1,425
Summary: Gus was Shawn's best friend for a reason, they'd always do for each other what no one else could do for them.
AO3 Tags: Queerplatonic Relationships, Showers, Fluff, Shawn Spencer Needs a Hug, Comfort, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Selectively Mute Shawn Spencer
A/N: Another for the Psych Creation Fest just before it ends!
Event Prompts Used: Water, best friend's forever
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