#pysch usa

[yes-sirr]

Psych (season 6, episode 1): Shawn Rescues Darth Vader

part 3/?

Lassie has Juliet take a lie detector test to try and get her to confess to dating Shawn.

mind you, he’s doing all this after they just pulled an all nighter fighting yin. like she’s tired (physically) AND tired of him (emotionally) 🤣🤣

[rarepair-competition]

Round 1, Matchup 22

[wolf-the-nerd]

"This stuff won't fly in college" is such a lie.

My English professor is a 70 year old hippie that talks about smoking weed.

My pysch professor routinely encourages us to break the law and steal from big corporations.

My speech class as a whole is just out of pocket here's a list of things that people have talked about for assignments:

how napkins hibernate,

what USA president's they could take in a hand to hand fight ,

what warents calling the cops when doing illegal shit on the 4th of july.

Why you shouldn't fuck with dolphins .

[thyla]

PSYCH- S8E07 | Shawn and Gus Truck Things Up ↳ We had some good times with those tacos, Gus. We had the best times with those tacos, Shawn. Seems like just yesterday. It was yesterday.

[clarafordahwin]

You’re my number one boy.

Watch part 1 of Psychcession

[psychoutofcontext]

Why aren't you two out interviewing suspects, or... I dunno, feeling the walls, or whatever the hell it is you do, at least do something!

Carlton Lassiter

[bubblesbenson]

The only police/detectives/agents I would trust. Heck, I would even trust three kindergarteners over real cops.

Master post of the ONLY cops I trust or respect: 

[multi-fandom-imagine]

It's fine! I can resend it :) I had an idea where he and the reader work on cases together, and the reader somehow gets injured on a case and Lassie gets all overprotective, and he has to take care of them. Just a lot of fluff, maybe some cuddles :3 If you're up for it!

A/n: So cute! an over protective Lassie is an adorable Lassie.

It was an accident really, something that Carlton should not be blaming himself for. Sitting in the hospital bed you watched the man fiddle with his tie, he was looking everywhere around the room but you.

“This isn’t your fault Carlton...you know that right.”

Carlton scowled for a moment before frowning as he sat down in the chair, dragging the chair closer to the bed he did his best to be careful of your leg. “Of course it was....I got distracted. Not only did you get hit by the suspect...the prick got away.”

Sighing you sagged back into the hospital bed, while he was right about that. You didn’t blame Carlton for what happened to you, you were alive thanks to him. Giving him a smile you reached out grasping his hand gently as you gave him a teasing smile. 

“Okay I maybe hauled up in a hospital bed with a broken leg, bruised ribs and everything else from a car crashing into me but at least Shawn caught the guy.” 

That made Carlton groan though giving his hand a soft squeeze your smile softened. “You stayed by my side and that’s what matters most.”

Feeling his cheeks burn Carlton cleared out his throat as he adverted his eyes from you. “I...hmp...so is their anything I can do for you y/n.”

“Carlton you’ve done enough.”

“Y/n...please just let me.” Sitting up Carlton started to fluff your pillow, suppressing the urge to roll your eyes you then watched as the man close the blinds in your room. Quickly looking around he then spotted your empty cup, wrinkling his nose he quickly made his way to the door.

“Carlton...don’t.”

“Don’t what?”

With an innocent look on his face you started to relax back into the bed until the detective poked his head out the door. “Hey! instead on your ass playing on your phone do you mind getting some water for the injured cop in here!.” 

“Carlton!”

“What?”

Sitting up from the bed you tried not to move so much ignoring the light pain as you kept your gaze on the man. “Apologize...I am fine.”

“I..�� Seeing the look on your face he sighed letting his shoulders drop as he poked his head back out. “I’m...sorry.”

Closing the door he then slipped back into his seat grabbing your hand again, spotting his pout you let out a chuckle. “Do you know what you could do that would make me feel better?”

“Oh?” That seemed to have perked him up.

Grinning you did your best to lean forward. “You could kiss me.” Giving him a wink it was cute seeing his cheeks turn red, even after a year of dating he would still blush around you.

“If it...will make you feel better than I can’t really say no can I?”

“I’m afraid not.” Leaning closer to you, Carlton captured your lips in a soft but gentle kiss as he did his best not to injure you more.

“Better?”

“Much better.”

[hidekomoon]

random thoughts i had while rewatching the wilds for the 4th time

- why did jeanette/linh’s phone ring? (i mean the phone that she was buried with and that leah heard) it would make sense that the number of this ‘sketchy phone’ would only be known by gretchen and her team. and they were watching the girls live thanks to the island’s cameras, so they knew linh was dead. why would they call her number then? and if it isn’t them, who called?

- at some point, audrey tells gretchen that they have “brought in the cargo” and i have no idea what they’re talking about

- when nora and toni went to get water together it made me think a lot about what they have in common, like the fact that they would both fight to the death for the people they love. i think nora admires toni a lot in that aspect? i would love to see more of their relationship but who knows what we’re gonna get

- it’s interesting that the two characters we see the most in the bunker (shelby and leah) are the ones we know can act. shelby several times (with the agents, pretending she’s attacked in episode 2...) and leah too, by saying that the phone died right in her hands in ep2 when we know it’s false. now i have a whole theory that leah is acting in the bunker, like, all the time, so that the agents underestimate her, thinking she’s a disturbed lovesick teen and not working with the others to escape

- in day twelve, gretchen says that her self harming spiked four days ago. that would be day eight. what happened on day eight? day seven ended with the girls finding the waterfall and nothing really bad happening. but also gretchen could just be lying since she mainly checked herself into the pysch ward to talk to faber ((edit: someone in the notes said that day eight is when linh is brought back. we only see the scene in the episode “day twelve” but it makes sense that it took place earlier))

- in the second part of the season, audrey says that “the rollout for phase two has absorbed all available watercraft” - what does it even mean?? also, i now doubt that phase 2 is the bunker phase because why would it be so soon already?

- when talking about the second confederate, gretchen explicitly says that she is someone with “wilderness skills” - where did nora get those? apart from reading??

- at first i thought that the island and the bunker were in the usa but gretchen tells faber to get his passport so knowing that the snake they encountered is from north america they’re either in canada or in mexico i guess (i could be wrong though)

[galleryofunknowns]

Studio of Francis Harwood (b.1726/7 - d.1783), 'Bust of a Man' , black limestone on yellow marble, c.1758, British/Italian, currently in the collection of the Yale Center for British Art; New Haven, CT, USA; the original in the collection of the J. Paul Getty Museum, Los Angeles, CA, USA.

Formerly called ‘Bust of William (Bill) Richmond (b.1763 - d.1829), the pugilist’ when in the collection of Algernon Percy, 4th Duke of Northumberland (b.1792 - d. 1865). Also called ‘Bust of Pysche’, an athlete in the service of the Duke of Northumberland, when sold to the J. Paul Getty Museum in 1987. (x)

This remarkable bust may be a portrait: details such as the small scar on the man’s forehead and the subtle depressions in the skin around his temples, nose, and eyes suggest close study of an individual sitter. However, the sculptor Francis Harwood, who was based in Italy, specialized in making copies of classical statues for sale to English Grand Tourists, and so it is also possible that this is a copy or adaptation of an Antique model. A third possibility is that the bust was made as an allegorical image of “Africa.” A passage from Joseph Baretti’s "Guide through the Royal Academy" (London, 1781) suggests that, by 1781, Harwood’s "Bust of a Man"—or something very similar—had entered the cast and sculpture collection of the Royal Academy.

Though we cannot be sure that Baretti is referring to the sculpture on display here, his description suggests that works like it may have been difficult to categorize even in the eighteenth century: 

“AFRICUS. For want of a better, I give this name to a Head of a Blackamoor, which is in the Niche of this Room. A Friend of mine would have it called Boccar, or Boccor, an African King named in one of Juvenal’s Satires. But, as it has no ensigns of Royalty about it, I imagine it to be a Portrait of some Slave, if not a fanciful performance intended to characterise the general Look of the African faces. Whatever it be, I think it a fine thing of the kind.” (x)

From the Getty Museum:

With noble bearing, this man proudly holds his chin high above his powerful chest. Sculptor Francis Harwood chose a black stone to reproduce the sitter's skin tone. Harwood also chose an unusual antique format for the bust, terminating it in a wide arc below the man's pectoral muscles. Harwood was familiar with antique sculptures from time spent in Florence reproducing and copying them. He may have deliberately used this elegant, rounded termination, which includes the entire, unclothed chest and shoulders, to evoke associations with ancient busts of notable men. Although the identity of the sitter is unknown, the scar on his face suggests that this is a portrait of a specific individual. This work may be one of the earliest sculpted portraits of a Black individual by a European. (x)

[berlinonair]

Sonia's Pick: 'Pysche' von Brooke Henzell

Brooke Henzell (Australien / USA) veröffentlicht eine neue Single mit dem Titel Pysche. Tatsächlich fällt es mir in diesem Fall nicht ganz einfach die Schönheit dieses Songs in Wort zu packen. Ich kann nur sagen, dass ich es liebe, wie Gitarre, Synthies und Stimme miteinander interagieren und einfach wunderbare Melodien hervorbringen. ‘Pysche’ ist wie ein musikalische Reise, welche ihre Hörer für eine Moment an einen weit entfernten Ort bringt und zum Träumen anregt. Ein absolut gelungener Dream Pop Track mit Wiedererkennungswert! Offizielles Erscheinungsdatum: 09.11.2022 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/3m1ywmSiNXLclXunVwME4f Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/brookehenzell/

[hellsbellschime]

A pysch test would just be another way to do an iq test for a job which is illegal (at least in the usa). I do not think this would be wise for a standard role. I could see an expanded "morality" section of contracts esp how the usa is going. Do they still have that?

They do still have morality clauses in a lot of contracts and it's batshit, and ultimately like, I get having a psych test for a VERY VERY important or high-intensity job, but you can be dealing with mental illness and be an actor. I don't think most jobs should have the right to subject you to invasive shit like that just in order for you to get the job.

[heedthemountain]

Alphabet Facts About the Writer

Tagged by: @your-dark-magic-man-mysterio and @drstrangesorcerersupreme thank you 🖤❤💚💜

a // age: 34 *old woman noises*

b // birthplace: Midwest USA

c // current time:  4:18 pm

d // drink you last had:  Drinking cream soda

e // easiest person to talk to: @melissa-anne-rose (my forever love) @bolontiku (mi querida) @eveycomesundone (my wifey) @your-dark-magic-man-mysterio (the bestest bestie) @arawynn (sweetest person ever to send asks) @themourningsage (the most patient rp partner ever known to tumblr) @thexgoldenxbard (the other most patient rper) and so many more

f // favorite songs: Um.. currently those would be Hate Me - Blue October, Heart Full of Love - Les Miserables (movie), Million Eyes - Loïc Nottet, Hooked on a Feeling - Blue Suede, Ashes - Celine Dion

g // grossest memory: Hmm... I really don't think it would be appropriate to post here XD

h // horror yes or horror no: Monster horror yes, paranormal/pysch horror no

i // in love: Oh yes

j // jealous of people: Only if there is a serious reason to be

k // kodak moment: First time I held my firstborn 😍😍😍

l // love at first sight or should i walk by again?: I believe in attraction at first sight, but real love includes trust and that takes time

m // middle name: Jean *banjo strum*

n // number of siblings: One younger bro

o // one wish: To be safe in this country going to hell

p // person called last: Chinese food place for takeout

q // questions you’re always asked: How tall are you? How are you?

r // rain or sun: Both, definitely

s // song you last sang: Love Song - 311

t // time you woke up: 3:00 pm

u // underwear color: um

v // vacation destination: Maldives

w // worst habit: picking at weird textures, am a very tactile person

x // x-rays: yes

y // your favorite food: haha, so much

z // zodiac sign: Sagittarius

Tagging: @melissa-anne-rose @bolontiku @eveycomesundone @muindor @bodhvild @the-squid-one @spinsterlocity @arawynn @themourningsage @thexgoldenxbard @yourdemonbabydoll @theweatherwitch, forgive me if I have forgotten anyone, I am a bit hungover

[skyescrescentradio]

PYSCH OUT USA: SUNNY CELLOPHANE SKIES

[multi-fandom-imagine]

If you don't mind, could you write a fic where Lassie falls asleep at work after a long day and has a dream where the reader gets hurt or dies? Which then leads to him waking up and hurriedly confessing his feelings to the reader in one of the interrogation rooms? Hope you're having a nice day!

A/n: I love this, I also apologize if this sucks, I wrote this in the car. { I was driving }

He didn’t mean to fall asleep but he was so tired, so he did what all detectives did when they were sleep deprived. He fell asleep at his desk.

Part of Carlron knew that he was in a dream but it certainly didn’t feel like one. You were with him, you two were working on some case together then the next thing he knew was that you were lying on your back bleeding from a gun shot wound to the gut.

“Nonnono....stay with me y/n....please.” Why did this feel so real? Why did your blood seem so warm.

He felt like know matter how much pressure he put down on the wound, he couldn’t stop the bleeding.

“Please don’t leave me....c-come on keep your eyes open...”

Though it didn’t take long for him to watch the light fade from your eyes.

He didn’t know if he was screaming your name but nothing felt real anymore, he couldn’t breath.

It took a loud slam to jolt him out of his deep sleep, quickly looking around Carlton noticed a frowning Shawn.

“You uh...alright Lassie?”

Clearing out his throat Carlton rubbed his eyes, that..nightmare felt so real.

Fixing his tie he looked Shawn over. “Where’s Y/n?”

“Uh I think she’s finishing up in the interrogation room.”

Muttering a quick thanks Carlton pushed past the young man making his way towards to, spotting your form slipping out of the room he suddenly grabbed your shoulders. “Y/n!”

“Yess?”

“I love you !”

Blinking a few times you tried to process what the tall detective just told you.

“I said I love you! I had this awful dream and I felt like I had too...I mean forget all of that...I love you...I wanted you to know my feelings for you.”

Sighing you gave him a crooked smile as he stetted to babble on. Grabbing his tie you tugged him in for a kiss. “I love you too....took you long enough though.”