Into the unknown
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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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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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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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.
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Author and artist reveals are on 15 June.
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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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