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taegularities · 9 months

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a brief drabble of jk seeing oc in the exhibition or what he thinks when she did not stay the night :( from his pov please

fic: colour me in

pairing: jungkook x reader warnings: overthinking, heartbreak, hope, simping lol, lovesickness, a bit of nervousness, implied tears, soft sweet koo, a cmi9 spoiler :') wc: 1.5k LOL a/n: tysm for the request, i know one or two people wanted that one, so that was a great opportunity to explore koo's mind :') this is unedited, i apologise!! might come back to edit it later. anyways, love you, i hope you like it, lmk what you think mwah!! <3

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The second day of the showcase and it's already ending again.

And once again, you're nowhere to be seen. It sucks.

He wishes he could calm that raging storm in his stomach; that stressful feeling, mixed with hope you might show up eventually.

But as he glances around, all he sees is a crowd of visitors and fellow artists. They look so happy; the smiles might etch themselves onto their faces forever once this is all over.

From afar, Jungkook waves towards them, faking a brave face. It's annoying how his eyes keep wandering to the entrance of the room, manifesting a glimpse of you.

New guests make his heart skip a beat, and it keeps sinking when it's not you.

That is, until it is.

Some of the people chatting with him finish their inquiries. He sends them off with a nod, following their steps for a moment. Only for his gaze to drift through the room again. And then–

The odd emptiness morphs into gut-wrenching breathlessness. He sucks in a breath when you stand among the dozen faces, looking around.

And you're not a haunting illusion this time. The way you shift your weight to the other leg, heaving your chest in the same nervousness, eyebrows slightly furrowed as you seek him out – no matter how much he's memorised you, he can't make up these tiny details.

You're here.

And now you're looking at him. Directly. Blinking.

As you approach him, time starts moving slower. Thoughts of whatever you shared. Hope for tonight to proceed well. Fear of what you might think of his artistic accomplishments.

He doesn't dare to blink. Doesn't even flinch when you say, "Hi."

He responds, "You came."

"I… almost didn't."

"…I'm glad you did."

Your words are piercing, and his heart in tiny pieces. They pound to a certain, rapid beat, like water drops on drums.

But he doesn't show any of the weakness he feels when you keep talking. Or when you detect his paintings. The speechlessness and the tender gratitude, the pain in your eyes when you understand what he's created.

The moments pass and the uncertainty between the two of you grows, but Jungkook doesn't want this night to end. And when you eventually suggest to take him home, he feels a strange combination of anxiety and relief.

Unfathomable.

–

Small spaces usually didn't bother either of you, because they were the temptation that closed the gap between your bodies.

Like, when he was trapped under the sheets with you, magnetically drawn to you. Arms around you like a safe swim ring, and your breathing against his chest.

Tonight is a little different.

The urge to make you stop the car and to reach to the driver's seat is overwhelming. So he focuses his attention on the outside. Listens as you converse with him.

He appreciates the care, but he'd rather skip to the inevitable talk than to speak about his lack of a transportation vehicle.

The wait toys with him. The tension is palpable. It won't fade; only increases when you finally dive into your emotions. Asking about the showcase and the pain.

Grows and grows when you halt near his place, getting out of the car when you shouldn't need to.

Because aren't you leaving in a moment?

No.

Instead, you pull out a silver object, wrapped neatly. He knows what it might be, and somehow, it already hurts. The intention behind it… that's what aches.

Though the uneasy yearning doesn't end when he opens it, setting eyes on an apparent notebook and his name written in the middle of it, golden and elegant.

Inside, he finds a message

To fill these pages with every curve and contour you desire, and to colour them in. Like you do with me. Happy Birthday, Kookie.

The goddamn hurt won't stop. His breath hitches. He rereads the words, mouths them, relaxing his muscles and slowing down his heartbeat.

It's not working. And his eyes are watering. God, he doesn't think he's ever seen a soul filled with such tenderness before. A heart of cloudy texture; breaking apart every now and then, but soft and light and dreamy and so incredibly vulnerable.

You're looking at him like you're holding yourself together. And he figures he must be mirroring that very expression.

"So… You like it?" you ask.

Does he like it? The fact that you combined his dreams and the affection you hold into one small object? Your feelings for each other aren't materialistic, but if they were, he'd stuff them all into these pages.

He answers, "Yeah. Yeah, I do."

“I’m glad. Happy Birthday, Kook.”

Can he let you go again? He doesn't know. Or he does. But he fears your answer. But he still needs to try, right?

And he does. With all his courage, he does.

When he finds himself close to your body a minute later. Face in his grip, apologies on his tongue, hurt in your pupils – lit by the streetlights.

"I crave your comfort," you tell him. Your words are overwhelming. "I hate that I've grown to crave you."

If you knew. If you knew about the sleepless nights and the damp cheeks. The curled up body, tucked in blankets and the summer's heat, but still cold without you next to him.

If you knew. He should tell you.

"What do I do to make it right?" he asks.

But what you answer breaks his heart anew.

"You open up. You tell me how you feel. What you feel." Your chin is quivering; he wants to hold it, wants to calm your sorrows. "You stop keeping secrets from me and tell me what's wrong."

"I have never opened up with anyone as much as with you."

And he means it. All you know are pieces of him; the most hidden one only ever got out to witnesses or when things became unbearable. Like with Nara. Or Tae.

His fingers rest on your cheek, and you wonder, "Why have you never before? To anyone else?"

He's scared. God, he's scared you'd leave him. This is ridiculous. His worries and his faults and all the mistakes he's made. So damn ridiculous.

Shouldn't be keeping you away from him.

"Can you tell me?" you question again. He wishes you didn't – because he wants you to know, but it's not fucking coming out…

And he can't keep hurting you.

"I can't," he admits.

"Why not?"

"Because it hurts."

It always will, won't it?

And maybe he could endure it if it didn't drag you down in the process. Because he sees as your face falls, frustration spreading across it as you start giving up.

He sees that you're waving the white flag, even when he begs for you to stay, to endure this until he can open up. He sees your desperation when you don't answer and he finally walks away and he hates it.

Head fallen and intense dejection expanding in his chest, slow steps carry him across the street. Tonight will be filled with more hours without solace.

But then he hears your voice again.

"That night at the frat party… last year," you start. He halts in his steps, moving to face you. "We were dumb to treat it like nothing. You kissed me back then, too. You kissed me like you didn't want me to leave."

He blinks at you. The frat party.

Maybe he didn't just kiss you like he didn't want you to leave. Maybe it'd feel the same if he kissed you now, too.

And he fucking wants to. He wants the distance gone. Craves that same warmth, enveloped in you, breath against breath, lips against lips.

He doesn't know what to answer. The hundred thoughts confuse him. But among those, one of them is the most prominent, in bold and capitalised letters, surfacing in high speed.

And perhaps he should hold onto it; so he wraps a mental rope around it, pulling it close and whispers, "Angel…"

Steps back to you, closer until you're barely breathing, "Stay the night."

–

It's okay, he thinks.

That he expected so much. That he thought you'd agree. That he painted a picture of you stepping in here again, sitting on the same couch, crying the same tears as him until you fell into his arms.

But none of it will happen tonight, will it? You won't come back. He saw you driving away…

It's okay.

You're right. You probably need time to think; his attack on you was sudden. The change in mind and the pleas to stay. Only half of him thought you would, really – so it's alright.

But that doesn't mean that his chest won't heave once he closes the door and enters the empty apartment. Or that he won't shower with a certain numbness in his heart, trudging to the bed with a bitter ache in his body.

It doesn't mean that, despite the sliver of hope, he won't yearn and pine and crave and long until his eyes are rimmed red, worse than before.

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okay :') if you happen to read this, come and let me know what you think, i'd appreciate it super much!! bc lol holy that took like 2h? and i am sad. thank you for the request, love. hope it was alright 🥺<3

#*amc #*amc: cmi #notes for rid 🌹#anon #fic: colour me in #jungkook angst #jungkook fluff

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naffeclipse · 1 year

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Hi naff! Happy New Year!

So I was thinking about Sleuth Jesters and then a question pop up:

Let's say that, after Eclipse's dead, Sun and Moon are wrapping up a case and the Vigilante is there with their usual dynamic. They're about to leave when someone who, at first is unremarkable, stops them to tell them how glad they are for the case being wrapped up, but then, in a kind of menacing and assholish way drops some kind of line that implies they know about Sun's, Moon's and Eclipse's time at the Daycare. And then, casually, would start talking about the many horrors they experienced without directly saying that that's exactly what happened to the boys (this character could be a future threat/criminal) and is the kind of person that loves toying with others.

What would Sun's and Moon's reactions be? Would they get apprehensive, furious, have another reaction altogether?

How would the Vigilante react?

After said encounter, would Sun and Moon be angry/down for the rest of the day, or would they be over the whole thing in an hour or so? How would the Vigilante cheer them up?

Hope you have a great 2023! And I look foward to see more of your stuff!

Hey, babe! Happy New Year!!! (I'm a touch late lol) ♥

This angsty question is right up my alley hehe

Detective Sun's first reaction is shock and a flash of pure white optics before he quickly reigns it in. It's not exactly a secret that they were daycare attendants, but it was never something they advertised either, so to have a complete stranger bring it up with all its gory details is very unnerving to Sun. This is someone who did their homework on them, and there's a reason why, and he knows he won't like it.

Detective Moon is a snap of black eyes with red pinprick pupils and clenched fists. He's immediately set into fight mode but just barely keeps himself from directly causing a confrontation because he is an officer of the law. He is furious someone would dare use their past to goad them into a reaction and he hates that he's giving the guy just that. He and his brother are no strangers to disrespect but this is too targeted, too precise, and he will get to the bottom of this.

The vigilante would give a very keen warning, thinly coated in sugar, to the stranger that they shouldn't about things that aren't theirs to speak of. That's how tongues get cut out. When the stranger ventures into unpleasant reminders, the vigilante would simply approach and begin throwing punches. The detectives would jump in and break up the fight, but hey, if that's all the time it takes for the vigilante to break a nose, then oops.

After the unsettling encounter, the detectives keep their anxiousness and anger under wraps as the unfortunate memories linger, but the vigilante sees it. Sun and Moon want to know who this person is and why the stranger would target them. The vigilante would be right beside them, offering an unlawful hand to do things in a quicker manner. Otherwise, they'd simply be there as a comforting touch, doing what they can to distract Sun and Moon from the awful reminders, or, listen if a detective was wanting to talk about the abuse that unfolded.

Regardless, the vigilante is going to hunt this person down after they see to it that their boys are alright, and if the vigilante gets to them before the detectives... Nothing and no one is going to save them.

#sleuth jesters #slasha482

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isfjmel-phleg · 1 year

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February 2023 Books

Death by Disguise by E. L. Bates

It was a pleasure to spend time with Maia and Len again! I enjoyed the Cambridge setting. The magical elements of the mystery were intriguing. And I'm curious to see where the new developments of the ending lead the characters, who are about to experience significant changes.

Freddy Goes to Florida, Freddy Goes to the North Pole, and Freddy the Detective by Walter R. Brooks

Frequently humorous, but I don't think I would read this series three at a time again (which is not the books' fault).

A Box of Bones, The Inn Between, and The Doll's Eye by Marina Cohen

A Box of Bones was my favorite of these (dare I say I liked it a little better than the also very good Small Spaces?)--readable blend of characterization and atmospheric creepiness. Also major points for the Lake Champlain setting and the mentions of the small town where I was born! It plays a small but significant role in the story.

The Inn Between was effectively creepy. I'm not sure how I feel about the ending, which leaves the protagonist in a place where ideally she shouldn't be, but yet the wording subtly implies this could change?

The Doll's Eye had an absolutely horrifying ending. Yikes. It was well-written but yikes.

She, the Adventuress by Dorothy Crayder (reread)

I acquired a copy of this one a while back and wanted to revisit it.

The Princess Aline by Richard Harding Davis

This one has an interesting history. The fictional Princess Aline was inspired by Princess Alix of Hesse-Darmstadt (the future Tsarina Alexandra of Russia), whom Davis was apparently infatuated with after having seen her once from a distance. Reportedly Alix's grandmother Queen Victoria and her daughters read and enjoyed Davis's book. Charles Dana Gibson's illustrations of Aline bear a resemblance to Alix too.

I liked the concept of this one better than the execution. An artist with rather shallow views on women becomes infatuated with a princess and follows her across Europe, only to gradually come to terms with the fact that she is unattainable and that he has actually fallen in love with a young woman he has been traveling with. I didn't care much for the protagonist, so it was difficult for me to get invested in anything he was doing, and the clarity at the end came maybe a bit too late to convince me.

The Tiger Rising by Kate DiCamillo (reread)

Goodreads tells me I read this in 2011. I have no memory of it from then but liked it this time.

The Finches' Fabulous Furnace by Roger Wolcott Drury

A family moves into a house with a very small but potentially dangerous volcano in the basement. I was initially frustrated with Mr. Finch's approach to the situation; at first only he, his son, and the man who sold them the house know about the volcano, and Mr. Finch chooses to conceal this information from his wife and daughter on the grounds that it might worry them. The volcano affects significant things like the temperature of the house, and Mrs. Finch is naturally concerned, but her husband makes no effort to set straight her assumption that they have an unusual furnace. He and his son tie themselves in knots trying to conceal the problem rather than putting the problem out in the open and dealing with it. When Mrs. Finch and her daughter do find out, they have very realistic concerns, which the guys dismiss, and the daughter in particular wants to let the entire town know what potential danger they're in. By then, some important (male) figures in the town know too, and they also insist that the volcano be kept secret for the sake of appearances (heaven forbid a major town festival be compromised!). And it goes about as well as you would expect.

It seems to be a commentary on the importance of openly addressing problems with the people they concern rather than leaving people deceived/in the dark "for their own good." And that's a truth worth expressing.

Meet the Austins, The Moon by Night, and A Ring of Endless Light by Madeleine L'Engle (reread)

I didn't love A Ring of Endless Light as much this time as I did when I originally read (at what was just the right time--dealing with death was not so close to me this time around), but I do still like them, mostly for Vicky, who is very real and relatable in her struggles to figure out life. But I am begging this girl to, if she absolutely must date, date a boy who is a) her age and not a legal adult and b) not a condescending jerk. She repeatedly ends up with guys who are varying degrees of this.

If L'Engle absolutely had to keep bringing Zachary Gray back, I wish she would have just given him an effective, lasting redemption arc instead of handing character growth to him over and over on a silver platter and letting him reject it every. single. time. and keep on being The Worst.

The Boy in the Box by Cary Fagan

This was my Blind Date with a Book selection! I actually enjoyed it. The characters were engaging, and the world had that middle-grade-characteristic tone of being in reality (probably not magical) but just a little to the left in terms of bizarreness.

The Story That Cannot Be Told by J. Kasper Kramer

Middle-grade historical fiction set in Romania in 1989. I learned a lot about this aspect of history and enjoyed the narrative and its fascinating themes of the roles that stories take in a world full of surveillance and suppression and betrayals. Kramer weaves the young protagonist's retelling of a Romanian fairy tale in with the larger story to good effect.

And it had a happy ending! Stories in that sort of setting so frequently don't.

The Light Princess by George MacDonald

Enjoyable, in a Victorian fairy tale way.

The Faerie Door by B. E. Maxwell

Beautiful cover, and there was potential in the concept of a Victorian girl and a 1960s American boy having fantastical adventures together. Operative word being together, though. They got arbitrarily split up and the chapters alternated between each's seemingly unrelated adventure. Any chance for them to genuinely bond and affect each other's character development was gone, and the result seemed excessively long, derivative, and rather a slog to read, unfortunately.

The Little Princess of Tower Hill by L. T. Meade

What a difference over a century can make in how a story appears. I liked the protagonist, who wasn't really such a bad girl as the narrative seemed to think, and her male cousin, who is presented as a role model for her, comes across as condescending and obnoxious. There's a disabled girl from a poor family whom the narrative treats as only having worth when she can be of help/use/support to people with perfect health and/or more means. An interesting look at the rhetoric of children's stories of the time, but I can understand why this one hasn't been remembered.

Once on a Time by A. A. Milne

Very witty, as can be expected from Milne. The characters aren't always easy to like, but Milne does go out of his way to make them more than stock roles.

Along the Shore: Tales of the Sea by L. M. Montgomery

It was interesting to see some forerunners of characters and subplots from the Anne series (Montgomery was apparently straight up plagiarizing her own short stories sometimes).

Grounded: The Adventures of Rapunzel by Megan Morrison

Some of the action of this book dragged for me, but by the end it became a really interesting exploration of Rapunzel's relationship with the witch who exploited her. It's extremely difficult for this Rapunzel to accept the truth that she has been exploited by someone whom she considers a loving mother figure, and she spends a lot of the narrative making herself unpleasant and clinging to her delusions--they're all she has. Slowly, she has to accept the truth and figure out how to navigate the complicated feelings she has toward the witch. There's a surprising amount of nuance for a book on this age level, and I was intrigued enough by how this was handled to want to seek out the rest of the series.

The House of a Thousand Candles by Meredith Nicholson

There were some brilliant one-liners in this one. The Gothic-ish concept had potential. But the pacing didn't work for me, I couldn't warm up to the protagonist (what is it with the male leads from this era?), and it turned out to be much less of a page turner than I was expecting.

The Valley of Lost Secrets by Lesley Parr

Middle-grade historical fiction about evacuees in Wales during World War II--how two brother adjust to their new life and host family while getting caught up in some local mysteries, such as the identity of the human skull the elder brother finds hidden in a tree. (There are some similarities to the real-life unsolved case of "Bella in the wych elm," which I found fascinating.) Both readable and believable in its portrayal of the historical setting (which is of major importance to me in historical fiction). This author has a couple of other books, and I think I'll seek them out.

Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys

Well, that was utterly devastating, but what else can one expect from Sepetys? I learned a lot about an event I had never heard of and am quite impressed by the amount of research that went into this writing. Sepetys's author's note provides additional background and even a bibliography.

Miss Buncle's Book by D. E. Stevenson

Loved the premise of this one. It seemed to drag or get redundant as it progressed, and I don't think I'll look for the other books, but some of the characters were delightful. I was reminded a bit of the Mapp and Lucia stories, if they had had a much less cynical worldview.

No significant comics this month, just bits of things here and there.

#random personal stuff #all caught up finally!

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miss-multifandom-mess · 2 years

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My Shassie Master Fic Rec List

A List of Shassie Fics I Recommend

Clean Slate by TheStigsWriterCousin

Chapters: 8/8

Words: 15,865

Tags: Amnesia, Canon-Typical Violence, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: An on the job accident leaves Lassiter without a memory. Who better to help him get it back than our favourite psychic that remembers everything?

Tell Him by Otava

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 3,159

Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Sharing a Bed, Undercover, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Mutual Pining

Summary: Prompt: "What about the classic fake dating scenario?" Lassiter runs into Shawn while undercover.

Gay Chicken Dare by VickyVicarious

Chapters: 2/2

Words: 1,476

Tags: Mutual Pining

Summary: Sometimes Shawn and Gus play a game. A game called 'Gay Chicken Dare'.

By Whatever Beans Necessary by hawkeyedkoi

Chapters: 7/7

Words: 35,225

Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Alternate Universe, Coffee Shops, Eventual Romance, Mutual Pining, Implied Sexual Content

Summary: The last thing Carlton expected was for the Chief to inform him that he would be taking the person he's been dating for the past four months to a law enforcement retreat. This wasn't how he had anticipated introducing his significant other to his coworkers at the station. Especially because he wasn't dating anyone.

Thankfully, there's Shawn Spencer, barista and psychic(??), to the rescue.

Drink Your Feelings Away by webslingingstark

Chapters: 4/4

Words: 6,661

Tags: Pre-Slash, Fluff, Drunken Confessions

Summary: No way. No way in hell Head Detective Carlton Lassiter would like kissing Psychic Consultant Shawn Spencer. So why did he keep dreaming it? PRE-SLASH

Shawn Takes a Shot in the Dark by orphan_account

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 1,468

Tags: Fluff, Idiots in Love, Unspoken words

Summary: What if Shawn had called Lassie instead of Jules? Also Lassiter’s thoughts during the episode.

The Head, The Heart, The Whole Damn... Thing by sebviathan

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 5,226

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Confessions, First Kiss

Summary: "Lassie, we're comrades now. I do this all the time, I can walk you through this! This is just the weird part of the spit-out-a-crazy-theory process. You say it—everyone thinks you're crazy, you're incompetent, you should probably color your sideburns.... Truth: we're one in the same."

A Moment of Weakness is One's Greatest Strength by The_law_scholar

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 3,180

Tags: Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Sickfic

Summary: "I'm sorry," Shawn said softly. "I didn't know you were sick."

"I'm not," Carlton said stubbornly. "Maybe it was something I ate. Or maybe I got a stomach virus. I don't know."

Shawn raised an eyebrow as he rubbed circles into the man's back, just as Carlton had done for him while they were in bed. "Yeah, I think both food poisoning and stomach bugs constitute as being sick. Why didn't you say anything?"

"I don't typically display weakness in front of others," Carlton answered simply.

every perfect summer's eating me alive by wywrprenti

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 6,196

Tags: Secret Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together

Summary: They keep quiet about this new development in their relationship. Gus doesn't even know and honestly, he's a little impressed Shawn hasn't slipped up and told him yet.

It doesn't end up mattering either way though, because then he's framed for murder.

One Night at Henry Spencer's by rosey_angel

Chapters: 4/4

Words: 2,889

Tags: Secret Relationship

Summary: Henry overhears something he shouldn't and he makes a startling discovery. Set after the events of 'Shawn takes a shot in the dark'.

Toung Tied and Messy by rose-live (rose_live)

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 1,838

Tags: Valentine's Day, Fluff, Established Relationship, Secret Relationship

Summary: Shawn is being secretive and won't come in for a case the one time Lassiter *actually* wants him there and takes it the wrong way. Broody!Lassiter and romantic!Shawn. Just some cute one-shot Valentine's fluff because I'm a sucker.

Rewind by becgnet

Chapters: 2/2

Words: 2,319

Tags: Feels, Angst

Summary: "Shawn smiled as he was supposed to, and left as he was supposed to, and made it to the reception without crying, as he was supposed to, as despite all their differences, Lassiter had made Shawn his Best Man."

Based off of the song "Satisfied" from Hamilton. I strongly suggest listening to it before or with this, but it's perfectly fine without it.

Talk Too Much by TryingToScribble

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 2,032

Tags: Coming out of the Closet, Some Fluff, First Kiss

Summary: Shawn talks too much. There's a crime scene for God's sake! Lassiter finally shuts him up.

If I Was Your Girlfriend by birdkeeperklink

Chapters: 26/26

Words: 73,512

Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Pining, Minor Character Death, Homophobia, Idiots in Love, Angst, Fluff and Humor, Explicit Consent, Sharing a Bed

Summary: When the SBPD can't trace the source of the death threats against a prominent member of the LGBTQ community, Carlton has to go undercover to suss out the threat.

Problem: Due to a miscommunication, he has to pretend to have a boyfriend.

Problem #2: Nobody's volunteering for the position...except for Spencer.

Meanwhile, Shawn sees an opportunity to show off his amazing boyfriend skills. Gus is sure he's going to get himself shot.

Though It's Easy to Pretend by writesometimes

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 17,089

Tags: Fluff, Getting Together, Fake/Pretend Relationship

Summary: Lassiter goes undercover as a rich tech entrepreneur. Shawn is mistaken for his boyfriend. The two must work together to solve a case and present themselves as a happy, loving couple.

So Easy to Shatter, So Hard to Rebuild by nightwalker8321

Chapters: 18/18

Words: N/A

Tags: Betrayal, Happiness, mpreg, sadness

Summary: The heart is a thing that is so easy to break, and nearly impossible to put back together. For everyone who knows Shawn Spencer they would come to know just how ard especially a certain Head Detective.

#psych usa #psych #shassie #fanfic rec #shawn x lassie #shawn spencer #carlton lassiter #ao3 recs #archive of our own #ao3 #recommendations

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