#zach levi

[mischievous-drunkard]

I've decided to trust Wikipedia and believe this is the best grossing movie of all time.

[sexyjoebereta]

Joe Bereta

[its-a-geeks-world]

Sometimes I feel like doing a whole rewatch of Chuck just to catch as many pop culture references as I can. And to enjoy the music.

[maraczeks]

and if it goes alright who knows i might propose tonight at eight!

— georg nowack, she loves me

[witch0000]

Chuck S04E02 | "You're my home, Chuck. You always have been." [Full HD]

[the-do-that-girl]

T1 Starfury Convention 2009

Photos by me

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[shortstoriesthatneedahome]

You Love Me - Zachary Levi One Shot

You weren’t one to sneak around Zach’s things. You trusted him and you knew that he was completely and utterly faithful to you. But lately he was going out to the middle of his Texas property, by this tree he loved and built a little shack next to and you were a little unsettled by it.

So one Wednesday, while he was at the gym you went through the journal he always brought out to the tree. What you saw made you weep.

——

“Hey honey! Where are you?!” You could hear Zach call as you sat on the back porch. “Ah there you are!” He continues.

“Hey there! You respond walking over and kissing his cheek. “I know you just worked out but I’m going to grab a quick shower if that’s okay?”

Of course, honey. Want company?” He winks.

“As much as I’d love that I’m making myself sick so not right now.” You laugh while walking to the master bedroom.

Frowning as you leave, Zach turns to where you were sitting and notices his journal on the table. He rushes over flipping through the pages. Nothing seems out of place. Going back to the pages that were open he grabs the guitar next to the wall and begins to play while singing.

My hair is thin and fallin' out of all the wrong places

I am a little insecure

My eyes are crossed, but they're still blue

I bite my nails and tell the truth

I go from thin to overweight day-to-day it fluctuates

My skin is inked, but faded, too

Walking out of the master bathroom you hear him singing

But she loves me, she loves me

Why the hell she love me

When she could have anyone else?

Oh, you love me, you love me

Why the hell d'you love me?

'Cause I don't even love myself

He sniffles while continuing to play the guitar. Walking into the enclosed porch you continue singing.

I overthink and still forgive

I lose my phone and place my bets

And I never catch the train on time, always thirty minutes behind

Your worries ain't seen nothin' yet

But you love me, you love me

Why the hell you love me so

When you could have anyone else?

He loves me, he loves me

And I bet he never lets me go

And shows me how to love myself

Quickly putting the guitar down he races over to you, holding you as tight as possible his tears moving to sobs.

Whispering “I’m sorry I read your...” He stops you with a kiss. A passionate one that lasts a few moments before he pulls away and barely whispering says “I don’t want anyone else. The best part of me is you, Y/N.”