Garashir has the spy stuff that appeals to Carmine & the potential for weird alien sex that appeals to Joe. Joe has ABSOLUTELY written so much fanfiction. He got a Livejournal the moment he was certain Y2K wasn't going to make his computer explode & made a Tumblr once he found out people were posting Supernatural slash on there. He is crossposting that shit absolutely

Norris wasn’t sure if his Waiting Room Friend was gay or a hipster. (The possibility that he might be a gay hipster, or even a metrosexual had also crossed his mind.) His Waiting Room Friend was short and fat and hairy and always dressed Mod-meets-modern or Peacock Revolution with the Technicolor toned down. Today’s outfit featured a chartreuse turtleneck and several strings of multicolor glass beads. His jacket– brown corduroy, with pointy lapels–was draped over one shapely, skinny-jean-clad thigh. His hair was wavy, tousled and dark. As always, he was stunning, but his clothes gave Norris zero concrete hints as to his sexuality. ... Their introductions had consisted of, “Can I get a light, big guy?” Norris had glanced over, seen nothing, and then looked down. “Oh. Sure.”  Despite his Waiting Room Friend being a foot shorter than him, it felt to Norris like it was the other way around. His presence was magnetic. It compelled him. They didn't even spend a lot of time together– just talking and smoking, leaning against the concrete pillars a little bit down the plaza –but the way he considered anything Norris had to say, however quietly or sporadically he said it, had Norris thinking about him long after they’d parted.

Chapter Five of my ongoing novel project is here! It's a long one! We learn a little about Norris' teenhood, meet his crush, & he & Rufus attempt to start their search for Rufus' apprentice, but run into a magical complication.

After scowling for a long moment, arms crossed, he said, surprise in his voice, “You aren’t lying to me.” Norris laughed sharply. “I’m not! Why would I be!” “How should I know! There are plenty of reasons for a weird young man in a weird old house–” “–My house is not weird,” Norris said heatedly. The old man rephrased his sentence in a clear attempt to mollify him. “It has a charmingly bohemian exterior with something deeply sinister at the center.” “Sinister?” Norris cocked a thumb at the black mirror. “You mean–?” “–I mean you.” Anger surged in Norris like a groundswell. Instead of growling, he sucked in a deep breath. Outside, all the windchimes on the porch jangled violently. He exhaled slowly. When he’d fully let the breath out, the windchimes stopped. Norris closed the front door. When he spoke his voice was a little shaky. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” The old man looked at him with a terror that was rapidly being subsumed by something excited and wily. “I think that I do.” He cleared his throat, obviously hiding the fact he was steadying his nerves. “In fact, young man, I think you may very well be my salvation.”

Chapter Four of my ongoing novel project is here, & so is Rufus! Read on to learn precisely why he's pestering our favorite Goth. It's a pretty juicy update, imho!

The first chapter of my current project is live & free to read over at my patreon! I've been working hard on this book & am so excited to share it with you!

The year is 2007. Norris is a 27 year old transgender Goth living in upstate New York. His life isn't exactly unhappy- his job at the library is rewarding, his friendships with the local lesbian farmers are enriching, and his beloved AMC Gremlin always miraculously manages to be tinkered back into shape, but the fact of the matter is that Norris is the only gay man he knows. Unwilling to leave the house his late parents left him for New York City and not in any hurry to figure out internet dating, he's resigned himself to longing for community, until he accidentally frees an old man magically imprisoned inside a tree. 

Rufus ap Rhydderch is in fact an immortal magician, and he’s convinced that Norris is just the man to help him track down the former apprentice who betrayed him, and help him exact his revenge. Norris is never one to say no to people, especially a gay elder who hasn’t had contact with the world since 1970, and so despite Rufus’ overbearing and increasingly sinister tendencies, Norris finds himself drawn into the middle of a wizardly interpersonal conflict that may just end up helping him find what he’s been missing.