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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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Judgement (An Ode To The Lunatics Preaching "The Rapture of September 2025")
A Pink Necromancer Fiction Short



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 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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- 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.



Judgement (An Ode To The Lunatics Preaching "The Rapture of September 2025")

“Fudge puppies! Git ya fudge puppies here!”

BoomFuzzy’s cracked voice echoed down the cratered street, smoke curling from the rusted chimney stack on top of his robin egg blue 1968 VW bus. Glittered letters spelled DEEP SEA FUDGE on the side. The middle ‘E’ blinked out every other second. The old Phooka and his food truck, smelled like cloves and gingerbread and burnt sugar.

Half the Humans lined up weren’t even hungry.

Just hypnotized.

Literally.

The old trickster Fae cast spells on every Human that walked past him.

One glance in his cataract-silver eyes, and they coughed up coins they didn’t know they had.

Next to him, velvet cushions.

Pink.

Pink velvet cushions.

Pink throw rugs spread out on the sidewalk. Covering the dirt.

Pink silk draped over rusted scaffolding. Hiding the city grime.

“I hate filth,” Quaraun snarled. “Why is there so damned much fucking flith in this city.”

“It a city, Love,” BoomFuzzy answered. “Being full of filth is what cities be known for.”

Quaraun hung another pink silk curtain on the brick wall, then glared at the dumpster a few feet away.

The pink silk furnishings of Quaraun’s vardo were sprawled across broken sidewalk like a collapsed drag queen. In front of the vardo was The Pink Necromancer himself.

Resplendent.

Ridiculous.

Dangerous as shit.

He set up a small round table and draped it with even more pink silk, before setting up two dainty pink cushioned chairs, one for himself and one for the Human that stood there waiting for the fussy Elf to finish fussing over filth long enough to give the Human a card reading.

Finally Quaraun sat down.

He shuffled the deck.

Long fingers encased in gold-plated prosthetic bionic gloves.

Blue eyes.

Pink pupils.

Foot long pointed rabbity ears.

His twelve foot long jellyfish hair coiled in spirals. Slithering, hissing, at the Human.

His voice, slow, soft, calculated.

English bent sideways in his mouth. The old Elf hated Humans almost as much as he hated being forced to speak their fucking languages.

“Filth,” the ancient Elf muttered. “I hate filth.”

He spread the cards out on the table and looked up at the Human for the first time.

“Choose one.”

The Human trembled.

Good.

Fucking filthy Humans needed to tremble.

Didn’t look like he could read.

Didn’t matter.

No one came to The Pink Necromancer for literacy.

They came because the cards always told the truth. Even if that truth was: you dead in three days. Sliced open by mushrooms. Eaten alive by your cousin’s shadow. Incinerated by The Insane Pink Mage With Flamboyant Nipples.

The man picked.

Quaraun didn’t flinch. Didn’t speak. Didn’t blink.

He stared at the card.

His eye twitched.

He gasped.

He stood. Fast.

He dropped his cane.

His legs wobbled.

“The sky,” Quaraun whispered.

The Human squinted.

“What?”

Quaraun’s voice pitched up. Wild.

“The Trump of Judgement!”

“Aw shit.” BoomFuzzy looked up from the fudge puppie waffle iron. “Here we go.”

“The Trump of Judgement! Jubilee! The Horn! The Horn!”

“Ya mean the fuckin’ kazoo of panic?” BoomFuzzy asked as he adjusted his google.

Quaraun dropped to his knees. He wasn’t listening to his Faerie chef husband. He was too busy screaming.

“It is the end. The End. It is the End. The final trumpet. The veil tears. The sky splits. The stars fall. The Judge rises — “

“Stars fell last week, Babe. Remember?” BoomFuzzy paused and handed a boba tea to a stoned college kid. “ Meteor shower. We roasted marshmallows.”

“This is different!” Quaraun shrieked hysterically as his jellyfish tentacle hair lashed out and threw a pillow into the road. “I felt it. It is happening now! I felt it!”

“Course ya did. Ya feel it every fuckin’ Tuesday.”

Quaraun stood back up. Pointed to the sky.

“The clouds. Dark. Swirling.”

“Not unusual for The God Forsaken City, Love. It always looks like a storm was coming. ’Cause one always is.” BoomFuzzy poured clam chowder into a paper cup and it to another customer, then leaned out the food truck looking for GhoulSpawn. “Hey Ghoulie! We got another Code Screamin’ Pink JellyBrain situation!”

GhoulSpawn wandered over, chewing a sugar coated psychodelic mushroom, pupils dilated wide.

“Whoa, what?” The big Satyr like Sheep Demon briefly paused to watch Quaraun’s hysterical antics before turning back to BoomFuzzy. “Reading cards?”

“Aye”

“Like, what’d he pull this time?”

“Judgement.”

GhoulSpawn’s eyes lit up.

“Oh, like, that one’s heavy, man. Like, kaboom-level cosmic realignment, was what he was predicting last time he pulled that one. Yeah? Planets outta sync. Electromagnetic shift. Y’know the Earth’s poles reversed once already — “

“THIS IS THE RAPTURE!” Quaraun shrieked.

“Rapture?”

“THE RAPTURE OF THE MUSHROOMS!”

“The what now?”

“I HEARD THEM.”

“You hearin’ mushrooms again? Cool! You want one? I pinched a whole bag of them off that drug dealer cross the alley.”

GhoulSpawn held up another sugar coated dried mushroom.

“They are screaming.”

“Course they are,” BoomFuzzy said. “You gave them fuckin’ mouths.”

“They screamed Judgement! Judgement! Judgement! JUDGMENT! It echoed! Echoed and echoed. In my head! I — I — I heard the trumpet! I heard the call!”

BoomFuzzy wiped his hands on his apron.

“Aye. I hear a call too. It’s called ‘shut the fuck up, ya scaring away me customers.’”

“But I must warn them.”

“Ain’t nobody wanna be warned, JellyBean.”

Quaraun spun to the Human still sitting frozen on the velvet pillow.

“You are doomed.”

The Human blinked.

“Uh…”

“Leave now. Before the smoke drowns the city. Before the ground splits. Before the rivers boil — “

“Rivers already boil,” BoomFuzzy muttered. “You cursed the sewer system last summer, remember?”

Quaraun ignored him. Tore open a drawer on the side of the vardo. Threw bolts of pink silks everywhere. Pink ribbons spiralled in the wind. The whole market froze. Humans backed up.

Quiet.

Terrified.

Rightfully so.

This was after all the dreaded Pink Necromancer, most feared being in all the known universe, and he was having himself a right jolly old meltdown.

“You must hide underground!” Quaraun screamed.

“Bit hard. The fuckin’ Moon slammed Boston into the fuckin’ crust. We already underground, love,” BoomFuzzy said, sipping coffee.

Quaraun pulled his Rainbow Wand. The dial spun.

Gold to red to black.

Aiming at shadows. Walls. Bystanders.

“The trumpets are sounding. The Judge is coming!”

“You mean me?” BoomFuzzy grinned.

“You?”

“Why not? I’m the King, ain’t I? Want me to judge the fudge? Kiss the customers? Spank a few heretics? Fuck ya pearly white arse on Saint Peter’s pearly white gates?”

Quaraun ignored him and zapped a nearby trashcan.

GhoulSpawn ducked behind the van. Peeked out, wide-eyed.

“Okay, okay, just sayin’, I did see something freaky near the ruins. Like, glowing orbs, man. Pulsing. Like maybe EMP charges? Government shit? Maybe mushrooms ain’t wrong this time?”

“You hear that?!” Quaraun shrieked while pointing to GhoulSpawn. “He saw them too!”

“Yeah, but Ghoulie’s been microdosing for four days. He saw a talking pigeon give him quantum advice.”

“It told me to invent teleporting pants,” GhoulSpawn said, dead serious.

Quaraun turned to the crowd. Wand raised.

“You must all leave. Flee. Evacuate the city.”

Nobody moved.

BoomFuzzy stepped forward. Pulled his husband back by the frilly pink silk collar.

“Quit scarin’ the customers. ya fucking numpty.”

“They will die.”

“So the fuck what? They’s fucking shit brained Humans, since when we UnSeelie give a rat’s arse about Hu,mans? That’s no excuse to ruin dinner.”

“But — “

“No buts, JellyElf.”

“But I pulled Judgement!”

“Aye. You pulled Judgement. For him. Not for the fuckin’ planet. No for you. Not for the city. Ya was reading for him.”

Quaraun blinked.

“Oh.”

BoomFuzzy shoved a lobster roll in his hands.

“Eat. Calm ya glitter tits the fuck down.”

Quaraun stared at the food like it might explode.

“Is it poisoned?”

“Only with love, SugarPlum.”

GhoulSpawn reappeared with a stolen microwave under one arm.

“Hey, uh, so, uh, I’m not sayin’ you’re right, but like, I just did detect a spike in gamma radiation under the bridge.”

BoomFuzzy slapped his forehead.

“Goddammit, Ghoulie.”

“It might be unrelated,” GhoulSpawn offered.

“Gamma fuckin’ radiation is never unrelated!”

Quaraun dropped the lobster roll. Screamed.

“WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE!”

“YA FUCKING IDIOT GOAT! I JUST GOT HIM CALMED DOWN!”

“I’m a Sheep — “

A rat ran across the broken road.

Quaraun vaporized it.

The crowd fled. Humans ran screaming down the street.

BoomFuzzy sighed.

“Well. That’s lunch rush over.”

Quaraun curled into a fetal ball beside the vardo. Rocked. Whimpered.

“The trumpet. I heard it. I heard it.”

BoomFuzzy knelt beside him. Took his face in both hands. Kissed him hard. Again.

“There. See? No angels. No death. No mushroom apocalypse. Just me. Just now. Calm yer pink frilly arse down.”

Quaraun blinked.

Paused.

Swallowed hard.

“The card still says Judgement.”

BoomFuzzy rubbed his temples.

“I fuckin’ hate the city.”


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  • Merchant Trip Misadventures

Not published yet--still in formatting--release date summer 2025



Includes the following stories:

  1. Judgement
    (An Ode To The Lunatics Preaching "The Rapture of September 2025")
  2. The Candle Con in Ember Hollow
  3. Magic Apples
  4. The Price of Art
  5. Necromancer of the Parched Sands in the Desert of Diona, a City of Slushies Prosimetrum
  6. 3 Perspectives on an Apple
  7. Conundrum in the Bazaar
  8. Nor’easter in an Apple Orchard
  9. Rain Dripped Incessantly on the Pink Silk Tent






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aaa-quaraun-boomfuzzy-ghoulspawn-v12-banner-wboarder-wtextThe 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. đŸŒ¸đŸŚ„đŸŒ¸

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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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It’s a long wait until the Last Battle of Law and Chaos, when the forces of Good and Evil will clash for the final…amzn.to

  • I add the Lythande note to this story today, because this is an MPreg story which leans in heavy on the Lythande lore.

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