psych shawn female fanfiction

Shawn was bitten by a zombie on the very first day he arrived in the world of The Walking Dead. Just when he thought he was finished, he unexpectedly awakened the “7 Days to Die” system. In this apocalyptic world overrun by the undead, he wielded a massive warhammer, striking fear not only into zombies—but also into the hearts of the surviving humans. From Quarry Camp to the Prison Fortress… From Southeast Atlanta to the entire United States… With the system in hand, Shawn crushed everything in his path, climbing to the top step by step on a mountain of corpses. Yet sometimes, even he felt confused. "Weren’t zombies supposed to be endless?" "So why do there seem to be fewer and fewer the more I kill?" ------------------------ Unlock the next 30 chapters at: https://patreon.com/Rexlent47

Waking up in a room filled with Han Solo constellations and the scent of half-eaten pineapple was the first sign that 2006 was going to be weird. Transmigrated into the body of an legendary fake psychic, the new Shawn Spencer must navigate Santa Barbara's crime scenes with the "Psychic Detective Comedy System," an '80s arcade-style HUD that rewards "Comedic Timing" and "Showmanship" over dry logic. Armed with "Shawn Vision" to highlight clues and a "Bro-Chemistry Meter" to manage his exasperated partner Gus, he has to maintain a high Psychic Credibility Rating while dodging a suspicious Juliet O'Hara. In this world, a correct deduction is worthless unless it’s delivered with a spectacular flair—and maybe a few Knight Rider references for good measure.

When I turn around he's pulling the blue hoodie he's wearing over his head. His abs are visible when he also pulls up the t-shirt he's wearing underneath his hoodie by accident. He smirks when he sees my eyes shoot away from his abs. He runs his fingers through his hair and pulls the necklace on his neck up from under his t-shirt. 'After you, Beth.' He says, holding his hand out. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° There is something about Shawn Mendes that catches her attention. He is rude, but also nice. He isn't like the other guys. He treats her good, he's passionate and basically everything she has been looking for. But in the back of her head, she can't help but wonder... Is it all an act? Does he really love her? Or is something else going on? ꜰɪꜱᴛ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ | ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ | **You can find the rest of the chapters on Wattpad (Book: His Attorney). There is also part two (His life | S.M -- Only on Wattpad).

Follow Shawn as he wakes up unable to move and sent to another world. What challenges will he face as he tries to collect an unknown type of energy that he was accused of stealing.

Amelia Mary Warner, an ambitious and hard-working girl, has a normal life. A normal friend circle, a normal family minus mother, a good paying job. Her life turns upside down when she meets the singer Shawn Mendes, but in a good way. But their relationship is not without its own challenges, what with jealousy and fear of losing the other. Are they meant to be forever or never? ************************************************************************** "YOU FUCKING KILLED HER!! YOU FUCKING KILLED MY....." -Amelia ************************************************************************** " You're the one who makes me feel lively, apart from my family. You're my sunshine." - Shawn ************************************************************************** "What if he doesn't love you? What if this is all just to get in your pants?" -Gabriel ************************************************************************** "I love you with all of my heart. I am giving it to you. Please don't break it." -Amelia ************************************************************************** "This is just like a dream. Guess we found our forever." -Shawn **************************************************************************

Un psicópata siempre se muestra agradable y te atrae con su carisma para después manipularte y usarte cual títere. Pero cuando esa magia no hace efecto con todo el mundo, ¿qué le queda al psicópata? *Contenido no apto para menores de edad* 17/11/23 Fecha de publicación: 20/04/25 Fecha de finalización: 00/00/2#

"If something can't be mine so, it can't be of anyone else too"

in a world where war is raging and psychics are rare, a poor orphaned villager unlocks his powers and starts a journey to find his meaning along with terribly strong psychic Pokémon. A more realistic and grim AU, come and have a taste, tell me if you like it so that I will continue pumping out new chapters.

Read full description (Or just scroll to the end) for the warning Y: “Jimin… you should leave.” J: “No Yoongi! I’m not gonna leave you behind!” Y: “Jimin… LEAVE!” J: “NO! And don’t shout at me. I’m not going to leave you. I want to stay with you.” Y: “You’ll regret staying with me. I’ll hurt you, I’ll rip your heart into pieces, I’ll kill you…” J: “I don’t care. I just want to stay with you Yoongi.” J: “Just let me stay with you. Please. You can hurt me as much as you want, you can kill me… but let me stay. Don’t erase me from your life.” Y: “If that’s what you want, fine! I’m sure you’ll regret, staying with a psycho.” Yoongi leaned in and whispered in Jimin’s ear: “But just know, once you’re mine… there’s no way of turning back and escaping.” A shiver ran down Jimin’s spine. “I’m ready to be yours, I’ll be only yours Yoongi… always.” Yoongi smirked before he leaned over and bit Jimin’s neck. ———————————————————————————————————————————————— Side ship: TaeKook I might make a side story about them after completing this story. Hehe who knows? ———————————————————————————————————————————————— WARNING: 18+ content! Also, there’s a lot of abusing, self harm, suicidal thoughts and a few suicidal attempts in this story. If this makes you uncomfortable in any way, then do not read this story! ———————————————————————————————————————————————— Started: July 14 Chapter 1: July 14 Chapter 2: July 15 Chapter 3: July 15 Chapter 4: July 16 Chapter 5: July 18 Chapter 6: ? —————————————————————————————————————————————————- Sorry if I made (a lot of) mistakes. I wrote this story, (yes I wrote it myself) on Wattpad and after that I decided to just copy paste it into here. I’ll check and (if needed edit) it later

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.