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🌸🦄🌸 The following story is part of a long running Furry Yaoi MPreg Fiction series about Elves and Faeries and Satyrs and Demons and Unicorns and Technomancer Wizards and Liches living in a Lighthouse and surviving as Travelling Merchants and Food Truck Chefs in Cyberpunk Dystopian 40th Century Maine, and Zombie Apocalypse and Time Travel but it’s Slice of Life Vignettes of Mundane Daily Lives of The UnSeelie Court’s Royal Family trying to survive after a comet hit the moon and turned the Earth into a CyberPunk Ice-Age. 🌸🦄🌸

It features a transman main character who is an often pregnant megalomaniac supervillain necromancer, married to an unhinged Faerie King.

This series was started September 23, 1978, and now spans 138 novels, 423 novellas, 500+ poems, and 3,000+ short stories. it celebrates it’s 50th, yes FIFTYITH! anniversary since the publication of it’s very first story (Friends Are Forever) on September 23, 2028!

The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane — A Pink Necromancer Short Fiction

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Echoes of the Unseen
A Pink Necromancer Fiction Short
LGBTQAI+ FICTION | The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane | TransMan Main Character

-The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane💟🌸🦄| 100 Cozy Short Slice of Life Dark Fantasy Furry Bara Yaoi Stories



The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane - A Pink Necromancer Short Fiction Story 

Domestic Lives of Dangerous Faeries - LGBTQAI+ Queer MPreg Cozy Fantasy Fiction w a F2M Elf Wizard, a Gay Faerie Chef, & a BiSexual Demon Time Traveller, Free To Read Online

Series Trigger Warnings:

 * Polyamorous married gay couple and their live-in lover

 * Intersex main character, who lives as a trans man

 * Furry Yaoi 

 * Characters often drink, swear, use drugs, and smoke hookahs.

 * Transman Mpreg

Not all things appear in all stories. 

Series Heat Level:

 * Short Stories: Sweet, Fluffy, Lime, or Limon

 * Novellas: Lime, Limon, Orange

 * Novels: Orange, Lemon

What is the series about?

It's three god-level, planet destroying, alien invader Space Elf, Space Faerie, Space Demon megalomaniac super villain bumbling wizards, and their ship's crew (The UnSeelie Court) with big global domination plans, whom have invaded 40th century Earth, settled in a lighthouse in Maine, started a zombie apocalypse, are hellbent on destroying all Humans and taking over the planet, but are never getting anything done because they are too busy throwing temper tantrums, having hissy fits, and flinging food, sea slugs, insults, and sexual tension at each other, to ever get around to destroying the planet.

It's slice-of-life survival horror in a post-apocalyptic necromantic dictatorship, told through dysfunctional domestic intimacy between soul-stealing villains who rule the world. Welcome to the spiralling madness of Quaraun’s eldritch, sensory-heavy, character-driven, neurotic, dysfunctional, intimate, sugar-dusted Fae-punk world. This is the hostile, dystopian, necromantic, and hyper-sensory domestic horror of Quaraun’s everyday life with BoomFuzzy (and sometimes GhoulSpawn), in a grim world ruled by undead Faerie warlords where society has collapsed and survival is brutal, intimate, and corrupt, and Humans are often on the menu of UnSeelie Court feasts.

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Seen in image: 

- IMAGE 1: The Pink Necromancer, Thullid Infested Moon Elf silk weaver, travelling merchant, & Royal Court Mage of The UnSeelie Court: Quaraun Swanzen on Noodle Beach. With his unhinged temper, his 12 foot long prehensile, venomous jellyfish tentacle hair, his deadly laser wand, and his inability to stay sober long enough to cast a spell properly, he is the most feared being in the known universe. Quaraun is literally a Space JellyFish (A Thullid) whom has taken control of the corpse of a dead Elf.

In the year 2525, a comet struck the Moon. Now, in 40th century Maine, Earth is frozen, the Moon is fractured, and UnDead Lobsters are a serious problem. And then there's Quaraun: The Pink Necromancer. Most feared super villain on Earth. Possibly the galaxy. Maybe ever. But all he wants is tea, silk embroidery, and a calm evening in his lighthouse.

- IMAGE 2: Master Chef Phooka turned Lich King of The UnSeelie Court: King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn with his 1968 VW Bus Beach Noodle Food Truck. He is king of the entire fucking planet. Defy him and he'll serve you as the main course of the next UnSeelie Court feast. The world's only known Unicorn, in his true form he is a tiny lilac coloured Shetland Pony with a gleaming silver horn. In his Lich form he is a blue crystal skeleton of a Friesian stallion. 

BoomFuzzy, the Unicorn Lich King of the UnSeelie Court, is Quaraun's dead husband. Technically dead. Officially terrifying. Unofficially the best baker left in the apocalypse.

- IMAGE 3: The Satyr-like, mad scientist Sheep Demon: Gremorse Liore aka GhoulSpawn with his 1974 AMC Gremlin time machine. He is Quaraun's apprentice, and fast becoming the most powerful wizard in the universe.

GhoulSpawn, their brilliant, baffled companion, fell through time from 1978 and never found the way home. Now he juggles tech repairs, running from zombies, and being madly in love with the two most dangerous men of the apocalypse.

 - Art by Wendy Christine Allen. 

- Not seen here: Toobe: a deceptively innocent looking tiny flying silver metal orb that hoovers around GhoulSpawn, giving science reports and scanning for dangers, Toobe is a sadistically insane sentient AI from thirteen thousand years in the future, who is the real brains behind the plot of global domination.

🌸🦄🌸 This work of fiction is a part of a long-running series of novels, novellas, short stories, and poetry, that I have been writing & publishing since 1978 (50th anniversary coming in 2028! ) spanning over 3k published works. 🌸🦄🌸 Cozy Short Slice of Life Dark Fantasy Furry Bara Yaoi Stories ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💗♂️ ♂️ ♂️ Sweet Gay Romance — Poly Romance — Thruple Romance — Gay Trio Romance — 100 Days Challenge: Day 10❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💗♂️ ♂️ ♂️



Echoes of the Unseen 

In the shadowed crevices of a rocky cove along the cold, snowy coast of 40th century Maine, Quaraun and BoomFuzzy huddled within their resplendent pink silk tent, shielded partially from the relentless icy wind that moaned like the distant cries of forlorn spirits. The moon, fractured and ominously luminous, cast a surreal glow over the icy landscape, making the shadows dance with ghostly allure.

“I’m not insane, you know,” Quaraun muttered, his pale icy blue eyes flickering with the dim candlelight which fought against the oppressive gloom of Maine’s endless winter nights.

He was meticulously arranging his tarot cards, the edges worn and familiar under his gold-plated armored gloves.

BoomFuzzy, in his Humanoid form, sliced through a dense gingerbread cake with his ceremonial obsidian blade dagger and snorted dismissively.

“Aye, and I nae a unicorn,” the old Scottish Faerie retorted.

His long grey dreadlocks were tied back with bright purple clootie ribbons, but some locs had come free, falling over his face. His black and purple tartan attire, a stark contrast to the pink and puce stripe silk interior of Quaraun’s tent.

Quaraun glanced up, his twelve foot long silver jellyfish tentacle hair cascading over his shoulders, falling like a waterfall around him, and swirling on the floor around his feet, shimmering in moonlight.

“I speak to the dead, Unicorn,” the old Moon Elf said. His voice, though soft, carried a steely edge, a defense against any forthcoming jest. “That doesn’t make me mad. It makes me enlightened.”

“And arrogant.”

“It is not arrogant to speak the truth in plain facts.”

“Ya thinks?”

“Yes.”

“Ah.”

“I AM enlightened,” Quaraun repeated.

“Enlightened, he says,” BoomFuzzy chuckled, laying a slice of gingerbread on a chipped plate. “Me we lil Elf, talking to phantoms un using them fancy cards. If that’s nae madness, I dunno what is.”

“Tarot helps me focus on the dead.”

“Ever think ya focus too much on de dead?”

“Unicorn. I’m a necromancer. It’s what we do.”

“Quaraun, when I were alive. I too were a necromancer. But I did no sit around on me fucking bahookie reading cards, drinking absinthe, un smoking a hookah. I were too busy building undead armies to vanquish Humanity.”

“And how’d that go for you?” Quaraun lit his pink blown glass opium pipe, as he spoke.

“I succeeded. I was King of the Unseelie Court! King of the Realm of Fae! Or did you forget? I am King Gwallmaiic, The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley! Leader of The Thirteen Lich Lords! I decimated the entire Human race. I was the single most feared ruler the world had ever known. I marched my undead armies across the planet took out every single Human leader. We Fae took over the planet. We took it back from the Humans! I, a Unicorn, I did that! I, a Necromancer did that! I were King of the World for two thousand fucking years. Or did ya forget that?”

“No.”

“Before you came along the entire planet trembled at my feet!”

“And now they tremble at my feet. I’m more powerful then you were. I did what you couldn’t. I conquered YOU.”

“And you, conquering me, is the ONLY reason people call you the world’s most powerful wizard. A title that I RIGHTFULLY had. A title that you don’t deserve!”

“I defeated you.”

“You defeated my general Gibedon, not me.”

“But now you are a Lich. And I’m the necromancer who made you. I restored your life.”

“I did no ask ya to do that, ya know?”

“I know. But we were soul bound. And half of my soul lay rotting in a grave with your body. It would have killed me. Resurrecting you was as much about saving myself as it was saving you.”

Outside, the wind howled more fiercely, carrying with it a chorus of whispers from the undead lobsters that scuttled dangerously close to their sanctuary. The sounds of their clattering exoskeletons on the icy rocks mingled with the rustling of dead leaves and the distant crashing of angry ocean waves. Quaraun and BoomFuzzy fell silent for a moment while they waited for the zombie crustaceans to pass by.

“Aye,” BoomFuzzy said once the lobsters had passed. “And look where that got us. Yis a half rate necromancer whom can nea cast ya spells correctly, and now we got twenty one billion undead everything on the fucking planet to deal with. Vampire turkeys roaming the streets of Quebec. Ice ptarmigans in Ivujivik. Reverent moose in Sebago Lake. And what do we have here on the beach? Zombie lobsters! There is a herd of undead zombie lobsters circling around outside our tent, right now this very instant!”

“I am aware. And I am trying to fix it.”

“With cards?”

“Yes. With cards.”

“Ya gonna fight fucking undead lobsters with tarot cards?!?”

“Yes.”

“And yis NOT insane?”

Quaraun sighed, but did not respond.

“Lobsters. Quaraun. Big ass fucking Maine lobsters. Dead. Undead. And circling the tent. Because you can no stay sober long enough to cast a proper spell.” BoomFuzzy went back to slicing cake, and continued to mutter under his breath as he did so. “World’s most powerful wizard, my arse. World’s most bumbling wizard is more like it.”

Unperturbed, Quaraun continued his ritual, spreading salt in a circle around them, creating a barrier of protection.

“They speak back, you know,” Quaraun said. “The spirits help us. Without them, we wouldn’t have survived the zombie herds last full moon.”

BoomFuzzy leaned back, observing his necromancer husband with a mixture of admiration and worry.

“And what do these spirits whisper tonight, eh? More doom and gloom to chill me bones?”

Quaraun paused, his gold plated fingers hovering over a tarot card, the Moon, reversed.

“A bad omen.”

“What is?”

Quaraun swallowed, feeling the weight of the unseen eyes upon him. Outside, the icy wind carried the stench of decay and the whispers of the dead, a macabre symphony of the haunted Maine coast. But inside, the tent glowed softly with candlelight, pink silk walls fluttering slightly.

“Trouble brews not far from here. A gathering storm, a swarm of undead perhaps, driven by the fractured moon’s despair.”

“No duffy!” BoomFuzzy scoffed. “Undead lobsters circling the tent, Quaraun. I did no need card to tell me that!”

Quaraun looked up at BoomFuzzy. “Did it not occur to you that there might be a reason why the lobsters are restless tonight?”

BoomFuzzy’s expression darkened, the playful mockery fading into grim resolve. “Then we best be prepared. Can ya card spirits fight, or do they just foretell our bloody doom?”

“They guide,” Quaraun asserted, standing up to his full, though not impressive, small height. “And I can fight. You know that.”

“Ha!” BoomFuzzy laughed mockingly. “You can fight? Ha ha! Ya no fighter, Quaraun. Ya know it.”

Quaraun went to a chest and attempted to pulled out several pouches of goofer dust and black salt. The mimic had other ideas about letting The Pink Necromancer gather his supplies, however and it was several minutes before Quaraun was able to get the items he needed away from the mimic without getting bitten.

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“Ya need some help over there?” BoomFuzzy asked.

“Nope. I can get it.” Quaraun grabbed a wooden spoon and hit the mimic on the top of his chest lip head, and long fanged box spit out his wand.

“Ya, know, normal people keep things in real boxes,” BoomFuzzy said.

“Mimics afford better security,” Quaraun replied.

“How ya gonna fight, when ya can not even keep ya mimic boxes in check?”

“I am the world’s most powerful wizard.”

“Heaven help us all.”

Quaraun glared at his husband. “If there is danger, we can defeat it. You know I can. With your help.”

“Aye, fight we will, me we lil Elf.” BoomFuzzy bounced around the room mockingingly, grabbing his obsidian daggers, his movements graceful yet deadly. “To the death and beyond, if need be.”

The wind clawed at the fabric of their tent. The silver-haired Elf turned to his husband with a seriousness that shrouded his usually gentle demeanor.

“I’m serious, Unicorn.”

“Maybe that’s ya problem. Too much seriousness with all ya dead spirits and not enough time spent with the living.”

“Unicorn, do you forget what you, yourself are?” Quaraun’s voice trembled slightly, not with fear, but with the weight of understanding. “You are a Lich, a specter tied to this cursed earth. I see you, I hear you, when others cannot. They call me insane, because they can not see you or hear you. You are a ghost, yourself.”

BoomFuzzy paused, his obsidian dagger halting in mid-air. The humor drained from his rugged face, replaced by a somber stillness.

“Aye, and that a truth I live with every cursed damned fucking day. But what be yer point, eh, me we lil Elf?”

Quaraun stepped closer, the candlelight flickering shadows across his face.

“My point, Unicorn, is that half the time people call me mad, it’s because I’m speaking to YOU. They don’t see you. They don’t hear you. To them, I converse with the air, with ghosts, when I am talking to YOU.”

A ghost of a smile touched BoomFuzzy’s lips, ironic and faint.

“So, yer madness, as they call it, might just be my existence bleeding into yer world. Is that it?”

“Exactly,” Quaraun affirmed, spreading his hands as if to encompass the realm of their shared reality.

“Should I leave? Is that what ya want?”

“No! I prefer you to the living. You know that. I avoid the living specifically so I CAN be with you, without their mocking words getting in the way.”

“I am dead, Quaraun,” BoomFuzzy said gravely. “Maybe you should try to accept that.”

“I don’t want to accept it. I became a necromancer specifically to bring you back to life.”

“I know that.”

“I love you.”

“I know ya do.”

“My sanity isn’t in question, not truly. It’s their perception that’s flawed. I am Fairy Sighted. I can not help it if I was born able to see and hear the dead. The living have no right to make fun of and me insane because I can see the dead! They lack the sight to see you, the understanding to know you as I do.”

BoomFuzzy set down his dagger and approached Quaraun, his steps silent on the tent’s soft pink velvet floor.

“And yet, ye stick by me, madness and all,” he murmured, reaching out to touch Quaraun’s cheek with a cold, translucent finger. The touch was cold to Quaraun. Cold yet comforting.

“I do.” Quaraun’s eyes glinted with a mix of defiance and devotion. “We are soul bound, you and I.”

BoomFuzzy nodded, his face softening. “Then let the world think ye mad. We know the truth of our souls, entwined beyond their narrow grasp of reality.”

Their conversation was interrupted by a sudden, chilling gust that swept under the tent flaps, carrying with it the musty scent of the bog and a hint of rotting seaweed. Quaraun shivered, not from the cold, but from the premonition that tingled down his spine.

“The spirits were not jesting about the storm of undead,” Quaraun said, turning back to his collection of arcane tools — his wand, tarot deck, and spirit board. “We must prepare. I can feel them, drawing near, drawn by the moon’s sorrow.”

BoomFuzzy retrieved his dagger, his expression now one of grim determination. “Then we stand together, against whatever comes, seen and unseen.”


As all the Quaraun novels and novellas started out as short stories I kept adding to, I may go back and expand this story into a novella, or even a novel. If I do, it will be on Amazon and/or on GumRoad

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The Pink Necromancer: The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane aka The Twighlight Manor Series

🌸🦄🌸 Furry Yaoi Fiction about Elves and Faeries and Satyrs and Demons and Unicorns and Technomancer Wizards and Liches living in a Lighthouse and surviving as Travelling Merchants and Food Truck Chefs in Cyberpunk Dystopian 40th Century Maine, and Zombie Apocalypse and Time Travel but it’s Slice of Life Vignettes of Mundane Daily Lives of The UnSeelie Court’s Royal Family trying to survive after a comet hit the moon and turned the Earth into a CyberPunk Ice-Age. đŸŒ¸đŸŚ„đŸŒ¸

  • eBook Editions from this series can be found on: GumRoad
  • Kindle, eBook, Print Paperback, & full colour illustrated Hardcover Editions from this series can be found on: Amazon

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Links To The Quaraun Stories Can Be Found Listed Here

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  • For those unaware, the Quaraun series started out as fanfiction of several things before going on to be it's own thing (most fanfiction things were removed by 1987, and all fanfiction elements removed completely by 2012; from 1996 to 2012 the series was published daily on FanFiction.net, from 2004 to 2010 on MySpace {back when MySpace was a blogging platform}, and from 2005 to 2013 Squidoo). 
  • Over the decades it has featured fanfiction from many things, including: It was a combination fanfiction of 
  1. The Rocky Horror Picture Show, 
  2. Faeries, 
  3. Rainbow Brite, 
  4. The Herself the Elf, 
  5. Rose-Petal Place, 
  6. Dragonriders of Pern,
  7. She-Ra: Princess of Power, 
  8. The Love Bug, 
  9. The Cat From Outer Space, 
  10. Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, 
  11. Jem and The Holograms, 
  12. ElfQuest, 
  13. Splash, 
  14. The Dark Crystal, 
  15. Labyrinth, 
  16. The Smurfs, 
  17. The Fall of the House of Usher, 
  18. Dr. Phibes Rises Again!, 
  19. House on Haunted Hill, 
  20. Beneath The Planet Of The Apes, 
  21. AD&D/Spelljammer, 
  22. Mad Max, 
  23. Inuyasha, 
  24. and Don't Starve.
  • Primary among them was the character Lythande by Marion Zimmer Bradley, whom Quaraun’s character is based upon.
  • Before there was Quaraun, there was Lythande by Marion Zimmer Bradly… the FIRST intersex, transgender homeless Gypsy mage, part of The Mists of Avalon series, which spans dozens of books throughout the 1970s & 1980s, all featuring an intersex, female to male mage main character .
  • Lythande started out as a series of short stories in magazines in the 1970s, and was later complied into a collection in the 1980s. After Bradley’s death, several unpublished Lythande stories were found and her granddaughter published “The Complete Lythande” which includes everything she wrote, including the previously unpublished stories, which remain unedited and unfinished.
  • After publishing the first Lythande story, Bradley issued a letter to her fans, that Lythande was without copyright and “open world” and invited fans to write more stories for the series. I was one of the fans who answered this.
  • When the Bradley lawsuits and court cases rocked the literary world a few years later, I unpublished everything featuring Lythande and the world, and changed all characters and world to OC ones, republishing them, in what is now The Quaraun series.
  • For those unfamiliar with Lythande it was the first mass market produced book to feature a transgender main character.
  • Lythande at the time of it’s publication was one of the most controversial, most hated, most boycotted, and most banned book of the era — due to it being the first TRADITIONALY PUBLISHED by one of the “Big Four” publishing houses, to feature a TRANSGENDER main character.
  • Lythande is a lesbian female, who lives in a part Medival, part ancient Persia, part modern space traveling CyberTech world dominated by woman hating men -who are mass murdering females at alarming levels in an attempt to rid the world of the evil that is women. Lesbian women are the primary target in this nightmarish dystopian world where the LGBTQAI+ community is being massacred in a dictator decreed genocide. In order to help her fellow lesbians gain their rights and freedoms, Lythande goes undercover as a man to infiltrate The Blue Star Warriors, a group of male mages who control the world’s magic. She becomes the most powerful mage of all time across all dimensions, but when the leader of The Blue Star Warriors discovers she is a woman, he curses her. The curse forces her to live the rest of her life as a man, including, she is no longer able to have sex as a woman, literally turning into a male with a penis whenever she tries to have sex with her female lover; additional she is cursed with immortally and lives for thousands of years, falling in love with hundreds of women, and never able to be with any of them as a woman… 
  • unfortunately… like Firefly, the series remains unfinished, because the author died before she finished writing it, so, we never find out how the series would have ended.
  • My Quaraun books, take that exact same premise and run with it on a full blow ‘What if?”
  • — I do highly recommend you read Lythande, if you want to gain a full ‘lore background” on the lore behind my Quaraun series :

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Index of the Quaraun novels, novellas, & short story collections on Amazon

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Index of the Quaraun short stories on GumRoad

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An Index of the more than TWO THOUSAND Quaraun Short Stories on Medium

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Index of the Quaraun short stories on Vocal

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Index of the Quaraun Short Stories on Notd

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