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phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess: …here shows the perfect example...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 11:32:45 -0400

…here shows the perfect example of ‘tumblr user’ and ‘regular human watching show’…

free-batch-lover: unrealisticfangirlfantasy: confidentinmyskinn...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 09:12:05 -0400

unrealisticfangirlfantasy:

confidentinmyskinn:

rhosyncalypso:

weasleyappreciationblog:

nick-lang-is-twilight-sparkle:

the-feminist-librarian:

feministdykeslut:

slutshamersonfb:

TRIGGER WARNING

This is a Scottish anti-rape PSA that is a direct response to blaming a rape victim for dressing like a slut. What do you think? Is it effective?

ummmmm YES.

we need PSA’s like this in the U.S. asap. this video gets to the point of what rape culture is and is very serious about it.

WIN WIN WIN WIN

Wow, absolutely. This was amazing, and it was only thirty seconds.

this is fantastic

This!! Show this in the states!

Fucking brilliant

brilliant.

i apologize for ruining the message, but is it bad i’d rewatch it just to listen to their accents…? *cringes*

thevulcantimelord: When your celebrity crush explains what they want in a...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 13:10:08 -0400

thevulcantimelord:

When your celebrity crush explains what they want in a relationship:

#ahahahha #when zac said he just wants a girl that can cheer him on while he plays video games #i volunteer as tribute #random #my life.

Is Solving Burbank coming next monday?

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 09:49:00 -0400

No, I don’t think that’s going to happen. I do think that I’ll be able to have Solving Burbank ready for posting by early July. So if it’s been a while since you read Discovering Omaha and Building Rome, you’ve got some time to get caught up! :-)

The Fairy Tale of Sarah Walker 7/7

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 07:03:00 -0400

FF.net || AO3

Summary: Sarah Walker might have grown up in a fairy-tale world, but she wasn’t a princess—not until a fairy godfather and a new job transformed her. When she returns home, which boy will capture her heart—the one she’s loved all her life or the one who’s a prince in disguise?

Author’s Note: Thank you so much to everyone who has read, reviewed and/or reblogged. I’m so glad that readers have enjoyed this fic, especially when I hear about how knowing there’s a new chapter coming has made Mondays a bit better. :-) I’m sad to leave this version of Sarah and Chuck behind, but I like to think they’re going to have amazing adventures together in this world.

Thank you!

A lot of baking to do today so this addition seems appropriate....

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 10:53:00 -0400

A lot of baking to do today so this addition seems appropriate. :-)

principia-coh: Verizon’s running a sweepstakes to win a trip to...

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 08:33:52 -0400

principia-coh:

Verizon’s running a sweepstakes to win a trip to Nerd HQ, y’all!

Open to residents of the 48 U.S. continental states and the District of Columbia, age 21 or older.

Official Rules are here.

Prize details:

A 4-day, 3-night trip for the winner and one (1) guest to attend Nerd HQ in San Diego, CA

The trip is expected to take place from July 18, 2013 through July 21, 2013, and will consist of…

Round-trip transportation for the winner and one (1) guest between a departure city designated by Sponsor (as close as is reasonably possible to the city or town in which the winner resides, as determined by Sponsor in its discretion) and San Diego

A three (3) night consecutive night stay for the winner and one (1) guest at a hotel determined by Sponsor (one (1) standard room, double occupancy; room rate and taxes only; size and type of room determined by Sponsor)

Access for the winner and guest to the Nerd HQ

Access to the Nerd HQ VIP Lounge during a private party

Access for the winner and guest to a Nerd HQ dance party at Petco Park on July 20, 2013

Passes to (1) one Nerd HQ panel per day

A Nerd Machine prize pack (consisting of various items of merchandise determined by Sponsor)

A food and beverage credit of $50 per day to be used at Nerd HQ events

A photo opportunity with Zac Levi

A gift card with a face value of $1000 for the winner or a check in the amount of $1000 payable to the winner

And a gift card with a face value of $1000 for the guest or a check in the amount of $1000 payable to the guest.

The winner’s guest must be of legal age of majority in the jurisdiction in which the guest resides, unless the winner is a parent or legal guardian of the minor guest. The approximate retail value of each Grand Prize is $11,400.00. (And yeah, you’re gonna have to pay the taxes on it.)

Enter daily through 8 July 2013!

So today, 6000 words of angsty, emotional, drama-filled fic was completed. [feels a bit wrung out]...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 23:26:02 -0400

So today, 6000 words of angsty, emotional, drama-filled fic was completed.

[feels a bit wrung out] [also kinda awesome for writing so much]

Here’s hoping those words don’t suck. But that will a consideration for another day.

sarahlisawalker replied to your post: by the way, everyone … ahhhhh I’m so excited!!!...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 21:45:20 -0400

sarahlisawalker replied to your post: by the way, everyone …

ahhhhh I’m so excited!!! although I’ll miss the ficlets!!

Awwww, thank you! I do plan to continue writing ficlets; it’s just a matter of not having enough time in the day. Darn it.

"When First Date star Zachary Levi was in seventh grade, he had some smooth moves with the ladies. “I..."

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 15:10:37 -0400

“When First Date star Zachary Levi was in seventh grade, he had some smooth moves with the ladies. “I gave her, like, some candy and a troll doll,” he said of his first date, which ended when his crush escaped and sped away in a van. It’s OK, Zach. Everyone gets dumped. But you know what will make it better? Stalk her on Facebook, send her a link to this photo [ http://tengossip.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/chuckshirtless_a.jpg ] and write “This is what you missed, sucker!” in the subject line. That should take care of it. #yourewelcome”

- Zachary Levi Woos Ladies with Candy and Troll Dolls (via fyzacharylevi)

Look how awesome my hair turned out today! And all I did was...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 08:02:35 -0400

Look how awesome my hair turned out today! And all I did was wash it and let it air dry. :-)

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Thu, 13 Jun 2013 15:13:12 -0400

by the way, everyone . . .

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 12:32:19 -0400

Ficlets are on the back burner while I work on the next two stories in the Finding Home series. Since I have original fic I want to work on, I’m trying to get these next two stories done by July 1—or at least, as much of both stories done by that date as possible.

Good news, though? I’m nearly done Solving Burbank, which is the first of the two stories. And I think you’re going to enjoy it!

Why is it . . .

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 07:40:05 -0400

When you have so much writing to do, you can be listening to a song and go, “OMG, this perfectly fits another story idea I have which I put on the back burner and didn’t think I’d ever get to!”?

NO, s2 AU Chuck/Sarah story, you have to stay right where you are in the line for now. No cutting in line!

my-chuck-bartowski: Chuck and Sarah dressed-up for Ellie’s...

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 16:07:48 -0400

my-chuck-bartowski:

Chuck and Sarah dressed-up for Ellie’s beach party. Chuck AU - The Detective and The Tech Guy.

Source: zacharylevifan.com

nickmilller: ↳ 2/[7] hottest scenes ⇰ Chuck & Sarah...

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 13:52:19 -0400

nickmilller:

↳ 2/[7] hottest scenes ⇰ Chuck & Sarah finally almost…⇰[fangirl challenge]

The Detective and the Tech Guy Dress Up

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 13:02:00 -0400

Boom! More AU hijinks from me and victorianoir. Want to get caught up? Try the convenient master post, with all the fics listed in order!

The Detective and the Tech Guy Dress Up

“Dressy casual? What the hell does that mean?”

Chuck stared at the invitation he had just received to his sister’s wedding.

Eleanor Bartowski Woodcomb and Devon Woodcomb
Invite You to Join Us
As We Celebrate Our Marriage

Saturday, June 12
Beginning at 4:00pm
Cabrillo Beach, San Pedro, California

Dressy Casual
Clambake and Fish Fry
Open Bar

Actually, Ellie and Devon had eloped four months ago—during a drunken Valentine’s Day jaunt to Las Vegas—much to the chagrin of their mothers. It had taken this long for Ellie to work her way back into Mary Bartowski’s graces, thus the beach party to “celebrate the wedding”.

But dressy casual … he had no idea what that meant. And lately, when he didn’t understand something, there was only one person he wanted to ask.

It was one thing to go to Sarah Walker with questions about security or how to better protect his father, though. It was something very different to ask for her help with dress codes.

However … she was a woman—and what a woman, he thought idly. And women knew about dress codes.

Chuck swiveled back and forth in his Swedish ergonomic desk chair, mulling this over. Ever since their drinking escapades a few weeks ago, he’d noticed the beautiful Pinkerton agent seemed to be loosening up around him. Not when they were in mixed company, of course. Then she was all business. But when it was just the two of them, her mask dropped, revealing a funny, smart, flirtatious woman. A woman he really liked spending time with. Someone he could imagine getting closer to.

It might not happen while she was on the job. He could understand her not wanting to muddy the waters by dating a client. But once the case was solved? Why couldn’t they date then?

Of course, he might just be lost in dreamland. But it was something to think about. And until she said flat out that she wasn’t interested in him, he was going to make sure she knew that he was most definitely interested in her. So between that and this invitation, he had an idea.

Lifting up the invitation from the desk, he tucked it into the back pocket of his jeans and headed off towards the cubicle that Sarah had been assigned near his office. He loped through the halls, nodding and smiling and high-fiving with the people he walked past, until he reached her desk.

Sarah was leaning back in her own desk chair, her feet up on the desk and a bunch of files in her lap. The image was much too tempting for him not to linger for a moment, to put off announcing his presence just yet. Because she made quite an image.

Her feet were in a pair of high black pumps, her ankles daintily crossed one over the other, and her skirt ended a few inches above her knees. That left what seemed like miles of tanned, smooth, finely-muscled legs for him to enjoy viewing.

Chuck had never considered himself a leg man. He might have to reconsider that.

Before he got too carried away, he cleared his throat and moved into her cubicle, half-leaning against, half-sitting on her desk. Sarah raised one eyebrow as she looked up at him. “Getting comfortable, Mr. Bartowski?”

“Might as well,” he said with a grin. “Since I’m going to have to persuade you for some help.”

Now both eyebrows went up. She pushed back from her desk a little, bringing her legs down and sitting up straight in her chair. “Did you come bearing martinis and chocolates? Because otherwise, my help is hard to gain.”

He snapped his fingers. “Darn. Knew I forgot something. I’ll owe you one if you can explain this.” He held the reception invitation out to her.

Sarah eyed it, then looked up at him. “It’s a wedding invitation.”

“I did get that,” Chuck said, rolling his eyes. “No, I meant the dress code. What, to a female, is ‘dressy casual’?”

“Hmmm, let me get Emily Post on the line and I’ll find out for you.” Her tone was dry and cutting, but there was a sparkle in her eyes.

“Seriously, I need to know. And you always look great, so I figured you’d know.”

“Why don’t you just ask your sister?” Sarah asked, tilting her head to one side. “She’d know what she meant.”

“If I ask her, she’ll do that really heavy sigh that big sisters perfected back in the Garden of Eden and say ‘It’s so simple, Chuck’. And my sister already thinks my brains are a bit suspect, with how I’ve stayed in the family bosom.” Chuck tucked the invite back into his pocket. “If I promise you martinis, chocolate, and a large bouquet of your favorite flower, will you tell me what you think?”

Sarah looked at him, then grinned. “First you’d have to guess what my favorite flower is. But rather than keep you guessing until Doomsday, I’ll tell you. It’s gardenias. I like them loosely arranged, in a medium-height vase. Natural yet elegant.” She lifted the files off her lap and set them on her desk before standing up. “C’mon, let’s go.”

“Go?” Chuck spluttered, rising to his feet. “What do you mean?”

“‘Dressy casual’ means a linen suit or loose-fitting trousers and a button-down, all in pale colors. And since you have none of those items in your closet, this means you have to go shopping.” Sarah’s smile as she explained all this to him was wide, delighted, and slightly feral.

“I should have known letting you into my closet was a bad idea,” Chuck said, running a hand through his hair. “Okay, then, Obi-Wan of Closets. Take me shopping.”

It wasn’t until they were halfway to the employee parking garage that Chuck realized something. His whole family would be at this shindig. That meant that Sarah would have to be there, as the Pinkerton agent responsible for protecting his father and himself. And that meant she’d need something dressy casual for herself.

He felt a grin grow on his face, a grin that was definitely less scary than Sarah’s earlier smile, as he contemplated how she would react to him buying her a dress.

XXX

Although she could never admit it to Chuck, she was pleasantly surprised to find he was easy to shop with. Sure, he seemed to like clothes and could dress himself very well, but he could have a personal shopper who picked out his clothes. But within a half hour, it was clear that Chuck actually did the hard work.

“The linen suit is a good idea, but don’t they come in colors other than white?” he asked as they flipped through several clothing racks. “I’d feel like Colonel Sanders in this.” He held up a crisp white suit.

She couldn’t help laughing. “Not a good look for you.” When she spied one in a creamy pale beige, a few shades lighter than tea, she grabbed it and held it up to him.

He looked down. “You think this would work?”

Looking up at him, she grinned. “Yeah.” The color of the suit set off his skin, highlighting his tan. With the right dress shirt—a pale blue, or maybe something with stripes—it’d be perfect for a beach reception.

“Here, hold this,” she said, pushing the suit into his arms and heading to the dress shirts. Within a few moments, she had picked a blue shirt and a coordinating tie. “There. Perfect.”

Chuck eyed her. “I’m going to try this on. Then we’ll see about perfect.”

Giving him a wide smile, she took a seat in a chair near the dressing rooms and whipped out her phone. “I want an extra martini after this, because you doubted me.”

He didn’t say anything else, just headed for the dressing room, mumbling under his breath. While he changed, she sorted through a few emails and checked her schedule for tomorrow.

“Well?”

“One second,” she said, holding a finger up as she finished reading an email. When she was done, she looked up and felt her eyes widen.

Chuck was leaning against the doorway, his hands in his pockets. If she didn’t know him better, she would say he had selected a pose that would make him look even more attractive. As it was … he looked amazing. The suit struck a balance between showing his body and being loose and relaxed. As she had suspected, the color was ideal for him, and he just looked …

Swallowing, Sarah stood up. “Good.”

Chuck smiled at her. “Yeah? I have to admit you were right.”

Reaching out, she adjusted his tie a little. “That’s why you should always listen to me.”

“I thought I already did,” he said, leaning again. “I’ll have to be more obvious about it from here on out.”

His cocky yet sweet response made her regain her equilibrium. “And now you know what dressy casual is.”

“Great. Let me change back into my clothes and pay for all this, then we can get your dress.”

Sarah blinked. “Pardon me?”

“My whole family will be at this party. So you’ll need to be there. Ergo, you’ll need a dress.”

“I’m sure I have something in my closet that will work …”

“You brought your entire wardrobe with you?” Chuck asked, raising his eyebrows.

She grimaced. “Fine! Change!”

His grin should be illegal, it was so mischievous. He must have been able to get away with murder as a small boy.

As soon as he had changed, Chuck steered her over into the womenswear department. She half-expected him to suggest ridiculous and outlandish choices, dresses she would never wear, but instead he hung back. When she held up a dress, he would nod or shake his head, often with a comment that made her take a second look before silently agreeing with him.

Soon she had an armful of dresses, but was secretly leaning towards a dress that Chuck had liked: a long strapless dress, patterned with blue and green vines on a pale cream background. She could almost feel the skirt swish around her legs.

Once she got it on, she spent a minute tugging on the zipper, trying to get it more than halfway up. Nothing seemed to get it up, not even her sure-fire trick of jumping up and down as she yanked on the zipper. Finally, there seemed to be no other option but opening the door a little and calling out, “Chuck?”

He looked up from the issue of Wired he was flipping through, then walked over to the door. “What is it?”

She opened the door wider and turned the side with the half-zipped zipper towards him. “I need some help with this.”

When she looked up at him, she suddenly realized just how intimate this moment was. He knew she wasn’t wearing a bra. He could see the skin of her side, could brush his fingers against her skin as he eased the zipper down—up, up!

“Do you need some help, dearie?”

The grandmotherly woman who was in charge of the dressing rooms suddenly appeared. Chuck turned on his heel without a word, returning to the chairs in the waiting area. Sarah swallowed and turned to the woman, getting her help with the zipper.

The moment when she stepped out of the dressing room was bound to be awkward. But all she could focus on was how good it felt to have Chuck gaze at her with a stunned look on his face. To know he was stunned by her.

“Wow.”

“Yeah?” she asked hesitantly. She turned towards the full-length mirror, twisting back and forth.

“Yeah,” he said, suddenly appearing behind her, looking at her in the mirror. Something about their eyes meeting in the mirror … it was different from looking at him face-on. With him so close to her, there was a tingle in the air. And having him look at her, his amber brown eyes the same color as whisky and twice as intoxicating …

Sarah turned around and took a step away from him. “Thank you for the help. I think I’ll go with this one.”

Chuck nodded. “Great.” Was it her imagination, or was his voice a bit deeper than normal? “Um, just, go ahead and change and I’ll pay for it.”

“What?” she asked, blinking at him. “You’ll pay?”

“You wouldn’t have to buy this dress if it wasn’t for me. So it only seems right that I pay for it. And because I can’t figure out what kind of gift I can give you that says ‘Thank you for protecting me’.”

Oh, this was so unprofessional. Pinkerton agents were not permitted to accept gifts from clients. She had a very generous expense account, and this dress would be a perfectly valid use of it. But, for some reason, she found herself nodding.

And that made Chuck smile at her. So bright and big that she felt like she had swallowed the sun. It was something she had never felt before, something she really liked feeling.

Something she shouldn’t be feeling.

She couldn’t stand here and keep looking at Chuck smile at her. Sarah took a step back, then turned and hurried into the dressing room, needing to have more protection for herself than this gorgeous floaty beautiful dress. The dress that Chuck was going to buy for her.

End.

The Detective and the Tech Guy Master Post

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 10:31:00 -0400

The adventures of Sarah Walker, Pinkerton agent, and Chuck Bartowski, software executive. Inspired by the movie The Thin Man. AU, written by victorianoir and dettiot. A Tumblr exclusive!

The Detective and the Tech Guy Meet

The Detective in the Tech Guy’s Closet

The Detective and the Tech Guy versus Apache Adventure Bot

The Detective and the Tech Guy Flirt on the Beach

The Detective and the Tech Guy Get Lit

The Detective and the Tech Guy Dress Up

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Tue, 11 Jun 2013 09:38:50 -0400

So I’m only five foot three. So clearly, CLEARLY, these...

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 06:31:36 -0400

So I’m only five foot three. So clearly, CLEARLY, these are the shoes I should wear to New York when I see First Date.

(A MONTH FROM TODAY, FOLKS. I feel like there needs to be some kind of Possible Zachary Levi Meeting Alarm System. Like the Emergency Alert System, only without that annoying high-pitched tone that interrupts your TV show and a lot more possible interaction with handsome hot talented nice man.)