sunshinesong: giveme-a-reason:
Sarah: It’s locked.
Chuck: The running, jumping, shooting people part of the job, that’s all you guys. But the puzzles, that’s all me. You see, you’d think it would be numerals 1 through 12 in a row but these boxes used a complicated fibonacci sequence. (Chuck unlocks the box)
Let’s see what we got.Chuck, 2x07 Chuck Versus the Fat Lady
And now he’s gonna be the SUPER SPY! You guys. I’m ridiculously excited for this. Competent!Chuck is the hottest Chuck of all the Chucks.
giveme-a-reason: shimmeryshine: purplesummer: fuckyeahnathanfillion: readingiscrazy
Ovaries go boom.
NATHAN FILLION. WITH A BABY. OMFG.
This came up on my dashboard FIVE TIMES and I just couldn’t resist reblogging it anymore.
Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson - Winter Song
This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon,
it rolls in from the sea
My voice; a beacon in the night.
My words will be your light,
to carry you to me.The great thing about this song is that it’s kinda christmassy, but you can already listen to it without feeling the slightest bit guilty.
Another great thing: it’s freaking gorgeous.
Annie: You devious clump of overpriced fabric and hair product.
Shirley: Speaking as one of the meek, as soon as I inherit the earth, you a dead man.
Troy: You got a weird forehead.
Britta: We’re all very disappointed.
Pierce: Alright, dial it back a little, Britta.Community, 1x10 - Environmental Science
heartwarming: iaritcha: fuckyeahtvpicspam: aredhel:
ANNIE; I vote we all look at Jeff at the same time.
JEFF; In a way, all of you are right. [pause] Okay, what was I tuning out?Community, 1x10 Environmental Science
Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson - Winter Song
This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon,
it rolls in from the sea
My voice; a beacon in the night.
My words will be your light,
to carry you to me.The great thing about this song is that it’s kinda christmassy, but you can already listen to it without feeling the slightest bit guilty.
Another great thing: it’s freaking gorgeous.



