jules and shawn

The signs as Psych characters
  • Shawn Spencer: Gemini, Aquarius
  • Gus: Libra, Leo
  • Lassie: Aries, Pisces
  • Jules: Cancer, Virgo
  • Henry: Taurus, Capricorn
  • Chief Vick: Scorpio
  • McNab: Sagittarius


Shawn: Thank you. 
Lassiter:  Why don’t you let us ask the questions for a while? 
Gus: I already have a job. 
Juliet: Am I? 


Shawn: Do not make me slam on the brakes! […] Where?
Lassiter: Hello, Lilly… This is your daddy…
Gus: You let go of the wheel, I have the gas! […] Shawn!
Juliet: Oh, a labradoodle!

I’m fairly certain that Brooklyn Nine-Nine is an alternate universe where Psych’s Shawn Spencer actually became a cop like

~extremely hyper adult male lead who acts like he’s 12
~suppresses feelings and distracts others from them with ridiculous stunts
~actually really good at his job
~parents are divorced
~loves his mom
~MAJOR Daddy issues
~parents sort of fall in love again (?)
~has an unconditionally devoted BFF
~flirts without meaning anything and then eventually falls in love with his amazing female co-worker
~has a “rival” who doubts his methods and is hard on him but eventually becomes a good friend

Basically Shawn and Jake are both my sons and husbands and Brooklyn Nine-Nine has been filling the hole that Psych left in me when it ended

Carlton Lassiter, Chief Lassie, The Lord of Sternbush. I am proud, honored, and baffled to call you my friend. But it’s true. It’s also true that you might be the only other person on the planet who loves Jules as much as I do, even though it’s different.

Shawn Spencer, Psych 8x10 “The Break-Up


Crookedly in Love - Chapter Twenty Two (A Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction)

Chapter Twenty-Two

I stood in the dressing room, breathing in and out deeply. I could not believe the turn of events from only a couple hours earlier. I didn’t know how to think or how to even act at this point. I didn’t know why I was still going on stage to sing my duet with Shawn if we were supposedly going through a break up.

I had to blink back tears every few seconds just to not ruin my makeup, or else Angela would have my head on a chopping block.

I hated this feeling, I hated it. I felt like I had no control over my own life.

I heard a faint knock at the door.

I didn’t say anything, but it opened anyway.


I shook my head.

“Shawn, no. You have to go,” I said, urgently. I couldn’t even look at him because I knew if I did, I would burst into tears instantly.

“I can’t. I can’t go,” he replied. “I’m so sorry for putting you in this position.”

“I know,” I murmured.

“I love you so much,” he said. I still had my back towards him, holding back more tears. “And I can’t bare to hurt you like this. I’ve been miserable all day—”

“You’ve been?” I spluttered. “How do you think I feel, Shawn? You think I’m fine with this? I’m fine with just staging a break up and watching you date some other girl not even five hours later?”

“No, no,” he said, softly. “I know, I know how much this is killing you and it kills me too.”

I shook my head.

“But, we don’t have to break up in real life! We can see each other in private!”

“Since when is there a real life and a made up one?” I shot back.

“Can you please just look at me, Jules?”

“No,” I said, closing my eyes. It was too late, a tear had already escaped and slipped down my cheek. I saw it land on the floor in a blurry haze.

“Julia, please,” he said, putting a hand on my shoulder.

I just put my arms around myself, pathetically trying to squeeze out the pain.

“Julia, I love you.”

“I know.”

“I just wanted you to know that I wish things could be different.”

“Then, don’t do it!” I said, finally spinning around. “Don’t do it if you don’t want to!”

“It’s not that simple—”

“Why?” I asked, pleadingly. “Why can’t it be simple? You want to be with me, I want to be with you. That’s it. No interferences. No other fake relationships. No hiding. No secrets. Why can’t it just be that I love you so much, and we live happily ever after? The end.”

He just looked so pained, so helpless. As if he had no clue what to do in this world even if he wanted to.

“I know, I’m so sorry. I want to make everything better for you. I hate that I’m the one hurting you,” he said, weakly.

“You still haven’t answered my questions. Why can’t you just say no to Andrew?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. I just – he told me this was the best course of action. I don’t have to date her forever, but he just wants to see if dating Camila would boost my image and I would gather more of a fan base.”

“And people will just accept that we’re not dating anymore? Are you serious?”

“We could spin it that we’ve been having troubles.”

“Why? Why are we spinning anything?”

“I don’t know!”

“Why don’t you know, Shawn? God, I’m so sick and tired of you allowing yourself to be a puppet in this weird, fame game.”

“Hey! This is my career. Don’t you want me to develop it right?”

“Of course, but I just don’t see how this is helping or hindering.”

“Look, Andrew’s been doing this for a lot longer. So has my publicist. They know what’s right and what’s wrong.”

“Well, then why the hell am I still singing with you on tour? Why the hell am I still singing with Camila and Fifth Harmony? It feels like I’m out of the picture. I should just go home!”

“This is your career too! You’re a songwriter! You wrote those songs with me, you get to sing them. And Camila is still your friend. She still wants you to sing with them!”

I shook my head.

“Camila and I haven’t even talked since this morning. I don’t know where we stand.”

“She’s being briefed on the situation by her manager right now, and the next steps we’re going to take,” he said.

“Don’t you think that will take an emotional toll on her? She actually got her heart broken for real. She got cheated on, and now her manager is asking her to pretend to be in an immediate relationship with you? Isn’t that going to be tough?”

He didn’t say anything to that.

“You got to realize that they’re playing with people’s real feelings,” I continued.

“Babe, I’m so sorry. I don’t know what else to say.”

“I guess that’s that then.”

We stood in silence for a few moments longer. He walked out when he knew nothing good could come from this conversation.

I watched him leave, and I couldn’t help but feel the urge to run after him, but I knew I shouldn’t.

I slowly walked out of my dressing room, and I came crashing into someone.

“Sorry,” I said. I didn’t know where my head was.

I looked up and it was Camila.

“Oh. Hey,” I said.

She smiled awkwardly. Her eyes shifted to the ground, she couldn’t hold eye contact with me. That was odd. I mean, I know the situation we were in, but I thought she would want to talk about it.

“Look. Shawn told me about what his managers want him to do,” I said.

“Yup,” she said, still shifty-eyed. “Look, I – I have to get to stage. Sorry, Julia.”

That was weird. That was very unlike Camila. I went to get my microphone for Fifth Harmony’s set. I tried to brush it off.

I saw Camila from a distance, and she was looking over at me uncomfortably. What the hell was wrong? Her and her bandmates were already filing onto stage.

Suddenly, a production assistant came.

“Time to sing Worth It. It’s their first song,” the assistant says.

I let her lead me up to stage. I heard them introduce me.

“Please welcome our friend, Julia!” Lauren shouted, and the crowd went wild.

I went up, and we sang the song. When it came to my verse with Camila, she didn’t even look at me.

Usually, she would have, and we would’ve had a lot of fun together on stage. Like in rehearsal. I just didn’t understand. But I couldn’t look too miffed, everyone in the crowd was staring at us on a huge screen.

When we finished, I walked off the stage and bumped into Shawn.

I looked at him. “Why is Camila acting so weird with me?”

“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Maybe because she knows how upset you are about the situation.”

“No, but that’s so unlike her to avoid me. She’s avoiding me.”

He shrugged, and he turned around to fiddle with his earpiece. That was strange.  

“Shawn –”

The crowd started screaming loudly, and he started to step away from me. I tried calling after him, but he didn’t seem to hear me.

Fifth Harmony finished up their set, and they introduced Shawn onto stage. He disappeared, and I knew I had to go on soon after his first song.

I watched the girls file off, and I grabbed Camila’s arm. I didn’t know what compelled me to do so, but I had to ask.

“Camila, can we talk? What’s up?” I asked.

“What are you talking about?” she said, furrowing her eyebrows. “I have to go.”

“No, you don’t,” I said, shaking my head. “You know what I’m talking about. What’s wrong?”

She paused for a moment. “I don’t know. I just know you’re upset with this and I feel bad.”

“Oh, bullshit,” I said. “I know you better than that. You would’ve come and talked to me about the situation. You’re avoiding me for some reason.”

She looked behind her shoulder and so did I. Shawn was looking at us intensely from the stage, and he furrowed his eyebrows in our direction.

She turned back to me.

“Ask Shawn,” she said. “He’s not telling you something.”

“What? Something about what?”

There was a surge in the crowd, as Shawn started his song. Her words were drowned out by the applauses and the screams.

All I knew was I didn’t know what was real anymore.

daisysourcream1995  asked:

Who do you think snores at night? Shawn, Jules, Gus, Lassie? I was just thinking randomly and this idea came to me. I think that Shawn and Lassie might snore and if I imagined Shassie sleeping at night, I smile imagining Lassie being woken up by Shawn's snoring and slapping him to stop and then Shawn being woken up by Lassie's snoring and Shawn doing something annoying like flicking Lassie's nose or plugging it shut until he stops.

ohh i DEFINITELY see lassie snoring and shawn would totally do something stupid and end up waking him up and then have to explain “well you were SNORING” and lassie wouldn’t believe him and then it would be a Thing until shawn finally gets a recording of it and lassie has to grumpily concede that he snores and start wearing those breath-rite strips

but i could see shawn snoring sometimes too and lassie has to stop himself from smothering him with a pillow (also shawn is a heavy sleeper and sleeps through everything so lassie’s attempts to wake him up or disturb him enough that he’ll stop snoring are completely unsuccessful)