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40TH CENTURY DYSTOPIAN MAINE | COZY SWEET ROMANTASY | DARK FANTASY | ELVES & FAERIES & DEMONS & SHIFTERS | FURRY YAOI | GOTHIC LITERATURE | GYPSY MAIN CHARACTERS | INTERSEX CHARACTER | LGBTQAI+ FICTION | MARRIED GAY COUPLE | MINI STORY | Mpreg SERIES | POLY GAY ROMANCE | QUEER FICTION | SLICE OF LIFE | TRANSMAN CHARACTER | VIGNETTE | ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE |
🌸🦄🌸 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. 🌸🦄🌸
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- Five Ways To Save Money in Las Vegas
Five Ways To Save Money in Las Vegas
The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane - A Pink Necromancer Short Fiction Story
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 wizards, with big global domination plans, whom have invaded 40th century Earth, settled in a lighthouse in Maine, are hellbent on destroying all Humans and taking over the planet, but 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 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.
Five Ways To Save Money in Las Vegas
The shattered glass crunched beneath Quaraun’s dainty, silk-wrapped feet as he limped through the frozen ruins of the grocery store. Shelves leaned precariously, rusted metal twisting under the weight of years of decay.
The dim glow of his cyber-tech gloves cast flickering light over the mouldering tile floor.
BoomFuzzy stood near the entrance, barking orders to the Goblins who scrambled about with wheelbarrows and little red Radio Flyer wagons, greedily stripping every shelf bare.
Cans of soup and jars of pickles clinked together as the Goblins tossed them into carts, hauling the spoils back to load onto their battered old school bus parked outside.
“Dinnae leave nothin’ behind!” BoomFuzzy growled, waving his dagger at the nearest Goblin. “Strip the shelves bare! Clean it out! If it’s got a label, we take it!”
“What about the rotted food?”
“Even the rotted stuff! We can use it as fertilizer in the vegetable beds.”
GhoulSpawn, meanwhile, was stationed at the checkout lanes, stuffing his already bulging coat pockets with candy bars and snack cakes.
The Goblins trailing after him mimicked his movements, snagging up bags of chips and bottles of soda. GhoulSpawn’s hands moved in a blur as he crammed more Moxie into his coat, the bottles clinking together beneath the folds of green velvet.
“Like, man, this is the motherlode!” GhoulSpawn grinned, pulling out a stack of individually wrapped Ding Dongs. “Endcap jackpot! HoHos, Twinkies, and Pink Snowballs, oh my! Ring Dings! Oh god! Zebra Cakes!”
In the beauty aisle, Quaraun’s handmaids swept through the shelves like a plague of locusts. Bottles of shampoo, tubes of toothpaste, and jars of baby powder vanished into the hands of the nimble Goblins assisting them. Even the travel-sized bottles were scooped into baskets. A handmaid paused to sniff a bottle of lilac lotion before shoving it into her silk-lined satchel.
In the toy section, Quaraun’s children darted through the wreckage like wild animals. Dolls, cars, board games, and card decks disappeared into their greedy hands. One of the older twins waved a rainbow-coloured kite overhead, the tattered plastic whipping through the cold air.
Quaraun, however, ignored the chaos as he perused the wreckage of the book aisle. His long, rhinestone encrusted pink-feather-trimmed silk sleeve trailed along the dusty spines as he selected book after book.
Comic books, fashion magazines, and even the tattered remnants of newspapers were scooped into the crates the Goblins lugged after him.
His delicate fingers brushed over a thin paperback book with a bright red cover. Quaraun picked it up, his pale brows knitting together in curiosity.
“Five Ways to Save Money in Las Vegas.”
Across the cover sprawled a photograph of three tall women in elaborate bright pink feathered headdresses and glittering pink rhinestone bras. Their long legs shimmered with sequins beneath strategically placed fans of pink and gold plumage.
Quaraun’s ears twitched. His pink pupils dilated.
“Ah,” Quaraun purred, turning the book over in his hands. “Finally. Some Humans who understand the value of proper attire. Look at the detail! The feathers! The rhinestones! It is as if they raided my own wardrobe.”
GhoulSpawn, balancing a precarious stack of Ding Dongs and Twinkies under one arm, paused mid-stuffing of a HoHo into his mouth. He wandered over to glance at the book.
“Uhh… dude? Those are, like, Las Vegas Showgirls.”
Quaraun frowned.
“What is a Las Vegas Showgirl?”
“Like… y’know… sex entertainment?”
“Sex entertainment? Pray tell, how would sex be entertaining?”
“Uhm…” GhoulSpawn shoved a Twinkie into his mouth and shrugged. “Dancing girls? Humans pay money to watch them walk around in glitter and stuff. It’s not a fashion thing, dude. It’s a sex thing.”
“Nonsense.” Quaraun’s eyes narrowed as he traced the line of feathers down the dancers’ headdresses. “Look at the craftsmanship. The symmetry. The layering of colours. The glitter!” He flipped open the book, studying a full-page spread of a feathered dancer striking a pose with one long, bare leg raised. “The skill involved in constructing such a piece of clothing is extraordinary. These are fashion designers. Humans would not waste such talent on mere dancing.”
“Mmf… no, man, I’m serious.” GhoulSpawn’s mouth was full of Twinkie. “They’re not, like, fashion designers. Their sex workers.”
Quaraun sniffed.
“If they are not designers, then they ought to be.”
“Dude, they’re sex workers. Prostitutes. It’s why everyone thinks you’re a hooker. Have you never noticed Humans always think you’re a prostitute? It’s because in Human society, only sex workers dress like you do.”
“Such waste of talent. I shall take this with me.”
“Suit yourself, dude.” GhoulSpawn yanked another box of Pink Snowballs from the shelf. “I want these two thousand year old balls of pink marshmallow goodness.”
“Oi!” BoomFuzzy’s booming voice echoed down the aisle. “Stop dawdlin’ and get it all packed up! We ain’t got all bloody day! We gotta get back to the ship before nightfall!”
Quaraun tucked Five Ways to Save Money in Las Vegas into his sleeve, carefully sliding it alongside a battered copy of Vogue and a collection of 1970s comic books. He motioned to the Goblins to continue loading the books into crates.
GhoulSpawn ripped open a fresh Twinkie pack and grinned.
“You gonna start a career as a Vegas Showgirl, Quaraun?”
“Do not be ridiculous.” Quaraun gave him a withering look. “I already wear more feathers and rhinestones then them.”
“Yeah, man. You totally do." GhoulSpawn laughed, nearly choking on a mouthful of Moxie.
- +25 Twinkies Added to Inventory
- +17 Moxie Soda Added to Inventory
- +8 Fashion Magazines Added to Inventory
- +1 Book: Five Ways to Save Money in Las Vegas Added to Inventory
- Achievement Unlocked: The Pink Showgirl — Quaraun discovered the existence of Las Vegas Showgirls
- Quaraun gained +10 Rhinestone Appreciation
- BoomFuzzy gained +5 Hoarding Instinct
- GhoulSpawn gained +120 Snack Acquisition
- Moral of the Story: If you find Las Vegas Showgirls in the apocalypse, they’re probably not fashion icons — but don’t tell Quaraun that.
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The Pink Necromancer, Moon Elf silk weaver & merchant: Quaraun on Noodle Beach. His master chef Phooka turned Lich husband: BoomFuzzy with his 1968 VW Bus Beach Noodle Food Truck. And their on again/off again mad scientist Sheep Demon lover: GhoulSpawn with his 1974 AMC Gremlin time machine. Time Travel setting swings back and forth between 40th century Maine after a comet hit the moon decimating the planet, and the 1970s, Maine. Quaraun in the main character, he and BoomFuzzy are a married gay couple. GhoulSpawn is their shared live-in lover. Art by Wendy Christine Allen.
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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. 🌸🦄🌸
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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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This page was written by Wendy Christine Allen of 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
All Rights Reserved.
🌸🦄🌸 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. 🌸🦄🌸
The series is a blend of the following genres, themes, and topics:
40th Century Dystopian Maine | Absurdist | Adult tone, gritty, harsh, visceral | Alienated Loners Who Lived on the Edge of Society | Alternate History | Autistic protagonist | BioDome & Eco-Fiction | BioPunk | Bizzarro | Camping, Glamping & Outdoor Adventure Fiction | Carny Gypsy Caravan & Vardo Life Tales | Character-driven worldbuilding | Character Study | Cosmic Horror | Cozy Fantasy | Cozy Romantasy | Culinary Fiction | CyberPunk | Dark Fantasy | Demons | Dialogue Vignette | DinoPunk | Domestic Fiction | Dying Earth | Dystopian | Elf Wizard | ElfPunk | Elves | EMO Goth EdgeLord | Environmental Catastrophe | EOTWAWKI | Experimental Abstract Literary Slice of Life | Evil Elves | Evil Unicorns | Evil Wizards | Exotic Alien Planets | Faerie King | Faeries | Family Saga | Fear of the Unknown Dystopian Literature | Fictional Portrayal of Psychopaths | Flying Carpets | Food Truck & Mobile Gastronomy Drama | Found Family | FrostPunk | Furry Yaoi | Futuristic False Utopia Dystopic Societies | Gay Male Pulp Fiction Dialogue Vignette | Gay Romance | Genderfluid characters in fiction | Gothic Literature | Grotesque Domestic Fiction | Grotesque Families & Relationships | Gypsy Main Characters | Hyper violent, hyper dysfunctional power trio | Human Experimentation (Mad Scientist Horror) | Intersex Main Character | Isekai | Lgbtqai+ Speculative Drama | Life In Maine | Lighthouse Keeper Tales | Magical Realism | Married Gay Couple | MPreg | MPreg Family Life | Mini Story | MM Romance | MMM Romance | New Weird | Neurodivergent main character | Occult Horror | Off-Grid Homestead Prepper Survival Fiction | Omegaverse | Paranoid Fiction | Parallel Universe | Poly Gay Romance | Portal Fantasy | Post-apocalyptic Survival Punk | Post-comet Earth | Post-Post-Zombie Apocalypse | Queer Fiction | Radical Reformation Fiction | RayPunk/Raygun Gothic | A raw, broken world full of predators, trauma, and psychological warfare. | Retro-Futuristic Fantasy | Road Trip Travel Narrative | Satyr | Shifters | Slice Of Life | Slipstream | Soap Opera | Space Fantasy | Space Opera | Space Travel | Speculative Science Fiction | SteamPunk | SuperVillain PoV | Survivalism | Sword & Planet | Sword & Sandal | Sword & Sorcery | Techno Mages | Technological Overreach | Third-person limited | Time Travel | Transhumanist Literature | Transman Main Character | A trio fractured god-tier war criminals who bicker like divorced mafia families while ruling a dead world with iron magic and necromancy. | UnSeelie Court | Urban Fantasy | Villain Main Characters | Vignette | Wasteland Survival | Weird Fiction | Weird West | Why Choose - Poly Romance | Zombie Apocalypse | And probably more.
I don't exactly stick to one genre and I'm constantly experimenting with new genres and new writing styles. If you don't know the meanings of any of those genres, Google can help you, I should probably make a page defining each, I might do that in the future. 🦄🌸 - -not all genres appear in every story. 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇. ་༘࿐˙⋆.
🌸🦄🌸LITERARY FICTION WARNING: This entire series is Character Driven Slice of Life Vignette Literary Fiction, regardless of what genre each individual story within it may be; meaning there's a lot of dialogue, a lot of talking, a lot of thinking, a lot of monologue, a lot of characters having existential crisis, and a lot of emotional introspective, but not much action or plot going on in this heavily character driven series, that focuses largely on three non-Human bumbling wizard super villains and their often ridiculous attempts to take over Humanity.
Each story is a narrow focused look at a single event (often a single day or usually just a single sliver of a single hour) in Quaraun's life.
This content warning has been added because for some reason, more than 1,000 readers have contacted me to suggest I add it because they said they would have bought nothing in the series had they known ahead of time this was LITERARY Fantasy and not generic Fantasy.
*shrug*
I don't see the need for this content warning, but, whatever. Here it is.
Character driven fiction is highly uncommon in the fiction world, readers who are used to reading fast paced, plot driven stories WILL find their panties in a twist, if they never encountered slow moving, plotless fiction before.
This is Character driven Slice of Life fiction and does not follow the Western publishing norms of either plots or 3 act structures (beginning/middle/end).
I use the Japanese 4 act structure (aka kishōtenketsu - Introduction/Development/Twist/Conclusion), which does not start at the beginning and is left open ended without clear resolutions.
It's kind of a sometimes Cozy, sometimes semi-Erotic, sometimes borderline spatter punk gorn, usually deranged bickering lover's spat Fae-punk horror series about Quaraun, a fragile, volatile autistic necromancer, and his hypersexual undead pastry chef lover surviving a frozen post-apocalypse. An autistic necromancer battles inner chaos, eldritch threats, and love in this tender, darkly whimsical cozy fantasy on an ice age planet. A genderfluid Moon Elf necromancer and his undead Fae lover navigate grief, magic, and quiet apocalypse in a queer gothic fantasy world ruled by Fae. It's weird. Venomous jellyfish hair. Gingerbread swords. Sweet cuddles jutixpointed against fire, blood, magic, and venom. Undead lobsters. Undead moose. Psychotic evil Elves. Welcome to the gentle madness of Quaraun’s eldritch, sensory-heavy, character-driven, neurotic, dysfunctional, intimate, sugar-dusted Fae-punk world. A soft-spoken necromancer drifts through frozen forests, haunted kitchens, and forgotten spells in a quiet saga of grief, love, and magic. After the fall of the Human world, a fragile Elven mage clings to love and ritual in a world of snow, silence, undead moose, and pink silk curses. Fae-punk, cozy horror, autistic protagonist, queer necromancer, UnSeelie Court—Quaraun's magical survival story unfolds in icy solitude. Fucked-up sensuality with claws, in a world where roses bite and dust bunnies kill, Quaraun—the broken Elfin necromancer—shelters with his ghostly Fae lover and sentient kitchen. But raw, damaged, obsessed, unstable beings in a hostile world where civilization has been erased, not rebuilding. BoomFuzzy who kills over a miscooked mushroom and Quaraun who rants for 2 pages about the word 'insane' and why he isn't. All are domestic, darkly romantic, usually set in the lighthouse or food truck, from Quaraun’s POV. Quaraun is neurotic, obsessive, and overwhelmed. BoomFuzzy is lewd, sharp, dangerously charming 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇. ་༘࿐˙⋆ . 🌸🦄🌸
This page, including all art, photos, and text was written & created by Wendy Christine Allen of 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine. All Rights Reserved.