Hello All! I’ve just published my novella, Heart of Brass.
If you like my writing style, the Charlie/Dorothy-ship from Supernatural, Steampunk, Macabre, or Sapphic awakenings, this book would be perfect for you!
I will be featuring this at Vandalia-Con this weekend (a convention that celebrates steampunk and raises money for local breast cancer patients/wards) where I will be a featured guest! Find out more about that here.
If you want to sample my writing style, I can direct you to my fanfiction (TheAuthorGod or RedBluePalatar on AO3).
To buy Heart of Brass Kindle ebook for $1.99, click here.
To buy Heart of Brass Paperback for $6.99, click here.
Or, if you just want to see me keep creating (like the second book in this series featuring Nessie’s Father’s two apprentices Jonathan and Benedict), please consider supporting my patreon: TheAuthorGod
Page Count: 154
Word Count: ~23,000
Summary:
When Nessie’s father died, he left a fund for his wife and hi daughter, both of whom had been ill for years. Nessie receives the first ever mechanical heart transplant known in New Briton. But, despite being given the freedom to roam and explore, with her new heart, comes a new issue; someone wants the heart for themselves.
With the first friend she’s made in 12 years, Dana -- one of her physicians, Nessie must brave a world she’d long forgotten and face what may be a heartless enemy.
A Destiel AU that someone did in fact ask for, paid for even; this is a commission piece for @ambersagen.
The Dragon Heir | Chapter 1: Change of Plans
by TheAuthorGod (feartheophanim) | ~1k words | Updates on Fridays
Summary:
It is a customary rite that, when the Dragon Heir comes of age, the seven kingdoms present them with a suitable candidate to wed. These candidates, if worthy, guide their traveling party to the Southernmost entrance to the Great Mountain. There, the Dragon Heir will choose a bride.
As King of Lebanok, the third kingdom, Dean has been assured by his adviser and brother, Sam, that he cannot simply ignore the call of the Dragon Nation; he too must at least attempt to present a candidate. However, there’s been a slight change of plans... for everyone.
(start reading below or read on ao3)
Dean and Charlie’s mission had been simple, find a princess for the Come-of-Age Heir of the Dragon Nation. Simple. Open and closed book. Wipe your hands of it and be off.
And it would have been, if they’d made it just 15 more hours.
“Oh, this is bad, Dean. This is bad.” Charlie was pacing in the limited fire light. As she wrung her hands, her armor ground together in ways that made Dean cringe where he sat on the other side of the clearing.
Poking at the fire, Dean sighed. “What is it?”
Charlie wasn’t usually the anxious sort. She was usually the ‘let’s get it done before I start to think about it too much’ type, which meant that she actively made sure that she didn’t get anxious. Dean liked that about her. It reminded him of himself and that was probably why he had become such good friends with her. As the Crown Prince, he hadn’t been given much choice in his life, but, when it came to Charlie, he never budged.
Now, after her training and a few years as his second, she was his best, most loyal knight. Of course, women aren’t ‘supposed’ to be knights, but, once she was in her full suit of armor, no one could tell anyway. So, they broke the rules a little bit. No one batted an eye at their close interaction while suited up. Most of the people who saw their closeness outside of their armor thought she was a mistress or consort. Little did they know.
And less still because Dean didn’t correct them. It kept people off his case about marriage and children and lineage and honor and fuck them.
A Destiel AU that someone did in fact ask for, paid for even; this is a commission piece for @ambersagen.
The Dragon Heir | Chapter 2: Berry Tired
by TheAuthorGod (feartheophanim) | ~1k words | Updates on Fridays
Summary:
It is a customary rite that, when the Dragon Heir comes of age, the seven kingdoms present them with a suitable candidate to wed. These candidates, if worthy, guide their traveling party to the Southernmost entrance to the Great Mountain. There, the Dragon Heir will choose a bride.
As King of Lebanok, the third kingdom, Dean has been assured by his adviser and brother, Sam, that he cannot simply ignore the call of the Dragon Nation; he too must at least attempt to present a candidate. However, there’s been a slight change of plans… for everyone.
(start reading CHAPTER 2 below or read on ao3)
“I’m going to say we’re lost.” Dean, plagued with nightmares the night before, was almost falling off his horse from fatigue. “How about we look for a place to water our horses?”
Gilda pulled her horse’s reins, coming to an immediate stop. “In that case, lead the way. I’m not sure what your adviser meant when he said that those chosen for the heir would find their way. I’m afraid I’m doing a poor job, Your Highness.”
Rolling his eyes, Dean flopped forward on his horse. No matter how many times he told Gilda to drop the titles and pleasantries, she didn’t seem to listen. “Yeah, okay. I’ll take the lead.” He let his horse meander up in front of Charlie’s and Gilda’s.
“Hermes! Will you stop with the wild berries and just listen to me?” Charlie growled.
Charlie’s horse kept losing interest in their trek and trying to munch on various plants that lined the path. She kept having to redirect his nose to the direction they were heading. Served her right though, since she cursed Dean’s sleep.
Dean snickered from his half-passed out state on his horse.
He honestly wasn’t very sure what he was doing. Supposedly, he was looking for a water for their horses, but he wasn’t actively doing much of anything. He was just steering his horse blindly, which wouldn’t actually find water. His eyes were closing on their own and he really didn’t want to be there.
After what Charlie had said the night before, he was a bit worried that meeting the Dragon Heir would go even more terribly than he’d already expected.
I’ve not been doing very well mentally. According to my planner, my mental state has been shit for 5 months now, but that’s not the point.
I’m trying to get back into tumblr and writing and art.
These last 9 months, I’ve been trying to get a job and NOTHING has bit. I’ve tried things in my field, adjacent to my field, lower level in my field, outside my field, and so on. ...and... nothing...
It’s disheartening.
And I’ve decided that I can’t let it stop me from what I want to do, though even that decision hasn’t gotten me anywhere. I’ve never felt so chewed up. It’s like my brain has been tied in a knot and thoughts aren’t being completed.
I hate asking for money, but I don’t have a job and I can’t just not see my therapist or doctor so... yeah... (Plus, it turns out that I’m being financially abused; isn’t it great??? My therapist put that one together from how I’ve described my father in our sessions.)
I still have my patreon (https://www.patreon.com/theauthorgod) but now I’ve also got a Ko-fi.
My Ko-fi (https://ko-fi.com/theauthorgod)
So, I’m doing doodle requests for everyone that makes a donation, so make sure to tell me what you want and that you donated (either on Ko-fi or on here).
Also, I’m going to start posting my long-time-no-write fanfiction called Anxious. It’s a destiel au that sums up some of the feelings that I’ve had in the last 9 months, the feelings of anxiety, thoughts running off on their own, getting lost in my head, maladaptive day-dreaming, and such.
I’m gonna try to update the fanfic Anxious every week, but I’m gonna need a little help. Just some general support, maybe a reminder to do it. Maybe a reminder to eat or get out of bed. I dunno, my state of mind is so messed up that I’m surprised I can type this at all.
So, wish me luck (and happy maladaptive daydreams).
Castiel is back in his male vessel and, honestly, Dean feels very relieved.
Words: 1618, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: Domestic Castiel/Dean Winchester, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Temporary Castiel in a Female Vessel, Castiel in the Bunker, nonbinary Castiel, First Kiss, Canon Compliant
Prompt: I'm not too good with coming up with prompts but maybe some destiel involving a water park or something and dean getting really bad sunburn and cas taking care of him?
Words: 2491, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Garth Fitzgerald IV, Fred Jones, Mentions:, Anna Milton, Sam Winchester
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Sunburn, Friends to Lovers, Best Friends, i dunno if it really is but, Hurt/Comfort, i mean dean is sunburned and cas helps out
Dean is caught admiring Gabriel's balls and Gabe's not selling.
Words: 623, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dean Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Mentioned: - Character, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Garth Fitzgerald IV
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: DestielCon16FlashFic, prompt was librarian/bookstore/writer au and pokeballs, Writer Dean, Comic Book Store, Castiel does woodworking, Dean admires balls, get your mind out of the gutter, Fluff, "Bless him, he's a nerd.", Coming Out, The Ill Affects of Coming Out
