My second official Psychlock fanart :) (first one here I thought it would be funny to have Lassie and Lestrade together, since they are essentially the same person in Sherlock and Psych. If they were together they would probably discuss their annoyance and need for Sherlock or Shawn. Enjoy! (Psychlock logo belongs to bubblepoppingpro

drawing belongs to

Psych © USA Network

Sherlock © BBC

What if this…?

  • Sherlock/Shawn would analyze the shit out of each other
  • John/Gus would complain about all the sticky situations they get pulled into (and then admit that they would be miserable without them)
  • Mycroft andShawns Dad complaining about how much they worry!
  • Lestrade and Lassiter being coppy








Aaaaaaaaand here it is……my Psychlock comic-thing (hides face in shame….) I’ve been wanting to do a crossover comic with this scene from Psych for the longest time since Psych is pretty much a modern Sherlock Holmes but set in Santa Barbara. Sorry for the random burst of fangirlness… I got excited now that Sherlock is FINALLY returning, but also that the Psych musical episode is only two more months away. I might delete this later….

Psych and Psych script belongs to USA Network

Sherlock belongs to BBC

fanart comic thing belongs to


Psych creator Steve Franks and stars James Roday & Dule Hill talked about Season 8 in Comic Con 2013 (x)

how to make a London episode not done in London?.

…but when Michael Ausiello hears ’British actors’ he immediately thinks BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH. And look how sad James is when they didn’t get him. Just kidding.

Love to see Sherlock and Shawn work together. That would be interesting, isn’t it? 

My third Psychlock fanart :D (I am on a roll yo!) I got a request to draw Mycroft and Henry together, since they constantly worry about Sherlock and Shawn. I just love the similarities between the two shows!!! Enjoy! :D (Psychlock logo belongs to bubblepoppingpro )

drawing belongs to

Psych © USA Network

Sherlock © BBC


Psychlock - Fake Psychic. Real Detective. (by Wholockian)

I threw together a bit of a Psych / Sherlock Crossover this morning….yeah…

Since I’ve gotten some feedback from those interested in my PsychLock project, I decided I’d post the first chapter on here for you guys. The whole thing will eventually be up on, but to prevent myself from abandoning the project halfway through (like I usually do), I wasn’t going to start posting it there until the story was done in its entirety. So lucky you, tumblr users! Here’s the beginning of PsychLock! This is still kind of rough-draftish, so if you have any suggestions, send them my way! And if you’d like me to post chapters here as I finish them, just let me know.


“Dad, I can’t find my new light-up yo-yo anywhere!”

 Henry sighed and set his morning paper down on the kitchen table.

“Shawn, obviously you’re not looking hard enough.”

“But I am!” Shawn whined. “I looked everywhere I had it, but I can’t find it.”

“Well, it must’ve walked off then, right?”

Shawn’s eyes lit up. “You think it could do that?”

“No. I don’t.”

Shawn fell into the chair next to his dad with a sigh. “Well then what happened to it?”

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A Merry Psychlock Christmas

2 weeks before Christmas

“So, Christmas is coming up,” Shawn said casually, tossing a bag of tinsel to Gus, who began putting it up around the office.

“And?” Sherlock said, lying on the couch.

“And, you’ve been hiding out with us ever since the debacle in London,” Gus replied, throwing some tinsel at Sherlock. “What do you want for Christmas? We figured you’d be invited to the parties anyhow.” Sherlock scowled.


“Of course, Sherly,” Shawn replied. “There’s the SBPD Christmas party, then the one we’re gonna have at the Psych office- just a small one, a few friends and family.” Sherlock scowled and stood up, leaving the tinsel lying on the couch.

“Hey, don’t let that go to waste,” Gus said, throwing the tinsel back at Sherlock. “Put it on the tree.” Sherlock muttered something under his breath but began decorating anyway.

“I’m sorry, but why are there nearly 20 pineapple ornaments on this tree?”

“Oh, Gus and I tend to get each other a pineapple ornament each year, and sometimes other people get them for us. It’s tradition.”

“It’s silly.”

“Sherlock don’t be Ebenezer Grinch.”

“It’s Ebenezer Scrooge.”

“I’ve heard it both ways. Regardless, it’s Christmastime, Sherlock! Get in the spirit!”

“I don’t want to go to your parties.”

“You don’t have a choice,” Gus interrupted. “Besides, it’ll be fun. Now, you’d better give us some idea of what you want for Christmas, or we’ll have to figure something out ourselves.

Christmas Eve

Buzz pass around the tray of eggnog, frowning slightly when Sherlock refused. Shawn coughed and looked over at Gus.

“Um, hey, how about we do Secret Santa, huh?” he said, looking back over at Sherlock. Juliet clapped her hands excitedly and took Shawn’s hand

“Lassie, why don’t you pass the presents out this year?” Shawn said. Carlton opened his mouth to protest, but with a nudge from Marlowe he sighed and began to distribute the presents. Shawn’s phone buzzed, and he looked at it with a grin.

“What’s going on, Shawn?” Juliet whispered after donning the gloves and scarf she had received.

“Just confirmation that Sherlock’s gift is going to be here tomorrow. No big deal.”

Christmas Day

“Merry Christmas, Dad,” Shawn said, handing a wheelchair-bound Henry a small package.

“I got you something too, son.”

“Yeah, I know. A pineapple ornament and Phineas and Ferb on DVD. Thanks Dad.” Henry rolled his eyes and unwrapped his gift.

“A horn? And a bumper sticker?” Henry grinned. “Thanks Shawn. This means a lot.” Henry affixed the horn to his armrest, and Shawn stuck the bumper sticker on the back.

“Travel in style,” he said with a laugh. He walked back over to Juliet and held her hand as they watched Gus, Sherlock, Carlton, Marlowe, and Henry chat and exchange presents.

“Close your eyes,” he whispered to her. Juliet obeyed and Shawn opened a box, placing a necklace around her neck. “Okay, you can look now.” Juliet opened her eyes and looked down at the heart necklace, smiling.

“Oh, Shawn-” A sudden knock at the door interrupted the party, and Shawn rushed to the door.

“Yes, yes, come in. Of course you’re in the right place. Come on.” Shawn walked in, leading a bewildered looking man in a Christmas sweater.

“Sherlock? Sherlock, Merry Christmas.” Sherlock turned to see John standing in the doorway.

“John Watson, Merry Christmas to you too.” John slowly walked over to Sherlock, grabbing his coat collar and arms to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

“Sherlock… it’s you.” Sherlock smiled and pulled John into a hug.

“Yeah John, it’s me. It’s really me.” John pulled out of the hug and looked at Sherlock once more before punching him in the face. Sherlock reeled from the blow, but smiled all the same.

“Yeah, I deserve that,” he admitted. “Happy Christmas John.”

“Happy Christmas Sherlock.” The two hugged and Shawn walked over to Juliet, putting his arm around her.

“Merry Christmas everyone,” he said, kissing Juliet’s cheek. “And a happy new year.”