In which Tara is so deeply sorry she must speak of herself in the third person.

(Though, to be fair, she has somewhat valid excuses.)

I neglected Fannish Friday last week, ended up having kind of a bizarre week this week, and because Monday was a holiday completely lost track of time. Hence the lack of a Fannish Friday update today. (I just looked at the date and said WHAT? FRIDAY? HOW DID THAT–OH.)

I AM STILL SUPER EXCITED ABOUT THE PROJECT and am so looking forward to reading All the Things (and talking about them). I’m sorry!! 

I went to the palmist and asked her to read
No heart line, no sun line, no life line, no need.
I said, “all that I wanted was a quiet life,
not one predetermined by minuscule slices
into my flesh,” and the broad, she agreed,
One look in my sad eyes, she had to concede.

(Baby… the girdle of Venus got me– got me down on my knees)

My poor Dalish son


Anonymous said: Does Dean or Cas ever ask each other out on a date??

Dean did ask Cas to hang out, he insist that it isn’t a date though. By the afternoon shift everyone in the hospital knew about it because of Jimmy.


firefighter!Dean and doc!Cas au