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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
No Place for Birth, a fiction short/story poem
{TW: transgender main character & MPreg} A Pink Necromancer Fiction Story Poem
Quaraun felt wrong on that cold, bleak trail,
His womb clenched tight like a wind-worn sail.
BoomFuzzy squinted, sensing the air,
But offered only, “It’s stormin’, I swear.”
“No,” Quaraun whimpered, breath caught in throat,
“It’s more than the wind — something remote.
The trees feel wrong. The moss smells dead.”
He clutched his gut. “And — Unicorn — I bled.”
GhoulSpawn stood still, then kicked at a root,
“Floodplain,” he mumbled, “the data don’t suit.
There’s pressure shifts. Radiation spikes.
Something’s off with these geological likes.”
But Quaraun was pale, his breath too fast,
He clung to BoomFuzzy, “I shall not last.
I fear — I fear — I’ve gone into birth,
But we’re too deep in the cold cruel Earth.”
BoomFuzzy cursed. “This savage wild’s nae place —
For bairns tae be born! Ah, look at yer face!”
He dropped his satchel, laid Quaraun down,
Spread blankets quick on the spongy ground.
But pine branches clawed at the pink silk tent,
The wind tore harder. The sky was bent.
Black clouds spiralled like grief made flesh,
And the air stank thick of mould and death.
“I told you” Quaraun wept, “I told you this day,
Would come in the woods, in a cursed way.
Not home. Not warm. Not safe. Not clean.
Not in a room where spirits are seen.
No charms. No runes. No witchlight lamp.
No bed. No fire. No blessed camp.”
BoomFuzzy wrapped his arms round tight,
Whispered, “I’ll no let ’em take ya tonight.”
He kissed Quaraun’s brow, wiped vomit from lips,
While thunder rolled and the forest slipped.
The ground gave way beneath the storm,
A muddy slide down a hill newly born.
GhoulSpawn slipped, then scrambled for rope,
“Tie something! Anything! — We’re on the slope!”
Below, a glade drowned in rising flood,
Roots pulled free in a soup of mud.
The tent was gone. The food was drowned.
And Quaraun shrieked when his foot touched ground.
Water.
Too deep. Too cold. Too black. Too fast.
A memory surged. He screamed from the past.
His hands once shattered in this sort of flood.
His soul once broken in trauma and blood.
BoomFuzzy lifted him, boots splashing wide,
Held him above the biting tide.
But the babies came. Not hours. Not later.
Now — in the storm, in the black, in the crater.
Two at once, in the night’s raw rage.
While GhoulSpawn lit a fire with bark and sage.
The sparks flared fast as BoomFuzzy caught,
Both babes howling from the watery rot.
“It’s nae right,” BoomFuzzy said, his hands both red,
“No bairns should scream where the moss is dead.
But scream they do. And strong they are.
They’ll outlive this storm, they’ll bear the scar.”
Quaraun sobbed, half-conscious, bled dry,
His jellyfish hair curled up to the sky.
BoomFuzzy bundled them, pressed him close,
Whispered warm truths against the ghost.
GhoulSpawn muttered, “Cave yonder side.
Dry and small, and barely wide.
I’ll carry the packs. You take the kin.
We’ll survive this storm. We’ve always been thin.”
They moved like shadows into that rock,
As the forest howled, as branches knocked.
The babies mewled, and Quaraun cried,
And BoomFuzzy whispered, “Ye’re alive. Ye’re alive.”
In the morning mist, the flood receded.
The storm had passed. The mountain heeded.
A father, a lover, and newborn kin,
Curled in a cave, wrapped in deer skin.
They’d lost their maps. Their trail long torn.
But twins now breathed, though weak, and worn.
Quaraun sighed as BoomFuzzy kissed,
His jellyfish hair still damp with mist.
“This world’s a savage,” BoomFuzzy said low.
“But me Love, we make it less so.
With fire, with soup, with hands, with breath.
We’ll birth hope in a place of death.”
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![]() King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn: Quaraun's husband, BoomFuzzy aka King Gwallmaiic, a Scottish Phooka, who is King of The UnSeelie Court. Quaraun is his court mage and advisor, as well as the only Elf in The UnSeelie Court. BoomFuzzy is a "classic fantasy type" Necromancer who uses sorcery to raise the dead. Being a Faerie he is also an illusionist and master of trickster magic. By profession, he is a Master Chef, owning the global monopoly on restaurants, taverns, pubs, and food trucks. Until his death, BoomFuzzy was regarded as the world's most powerful wizard. He is now a Lich. BoomFuzzy is also half-Human. His mother was a Mongolian/Chinese Human, which is why he wears distinctively Asian outfits, along with a great kilt worn as a cape. Known as BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, he often takes the form of a purple Unicorn. BoomFuzzy's exact age is unknown, though he was well over two thousand years old at the time of his death, and Quaraun resurrected him as a Lich around 500+ years ago, making him close to 3,000 years old. In his BlackBird form he is fifteen thousand years old. Art by Wendy Christine Allen ![]() |
![]() Quaraun the Insane aka The Pink Necromancer: The F2M transgender Persian Moon Elf main character: The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun The Insane, with BoomFuzzy the Unicorn. F2M for those unaware = Quaraun was biologically born female, but transitioned to live as a male; this is why there are stories where Quaraun is sometimes pregnant, in spite of being male and using he/him male pronouns. Quaraun is a Necromancer by the actual dictionary definition of the word, meaning he is a psychic medium who sees and hears ghosts, and uses tarot, spirit boards, and seances to communicate with the dead. By profession he is a silk weaver/tailor/silk merchant. Quaraun is an Elder God JellyFish who takes the form of an Elf to blend in with society. His 12 foot long hair is made out of venomous, stinging jellyfish tentacles. Quaraun is BoomFuzzy's apprentice and regarded as the world's most powerful still living wizard. Quaraun's exact age is unknown, but he is somewhere around 750 years old. In his SunTa form he is twelve thousand years old. The Scared Pink JellyFish that lives in him, is stated to being over two million years old. Art by Wendy Christine Allen ![]() |
Faeries vs Elves (In The Quaraun Series) A Pink Necromancer World Lore Post
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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. 🌸🦄🌸
Main characters: The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun (A Moon Elf) and his husband King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy aka The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley, Lich King of Fire Mountain (A Phooka/Faerie).
BoomFuzzy is King of The UnSeelie Court;
Quaraun is his Court Mage;
GhoulSpawn (not pictured) is Quaraun’s apprentice.
They are the world’s three most evil super villains, though they do not see themselves as evil. They own the world’s only functioning BioDome and thus hold the world’s monopoly on crops, food, livestock, and fabric, holding the Human population at their sadistic mercy.
These stories are told from their point of view.
— — Art by Wendy Christine Allen
Links To The Quaraun Stories Can Be Found Listed Here
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There are now over two thousand stories in this series, on Medium, here are lists of some of them sorted by categories:
40th Century Dystopian — Maine | Bare Feet | BioDomes | Clam Digging | Cozy Romantasy | Culinary Cozy | Cursed Magic Items | Dark Fantasy | Elves & Faeries & Demons & Shifters & MerMen | Fishing | Food Truck Tales | Furry Yaoi (often featuring MPreg) | Ghost Stories | The GodForsaken City | Gothic Literature | Graveyards | Gypsy Main Characters | Harvesting, Gathering, Scavenging | Haunted Houses | Hippy Crafts | Horror | Living in a Lighthouse | Married Gay Couple | Merchants | Nautical Fiction | Noodle Beach | Off Grid Survivalist Preppers | Paranoia | Planet Diona | Poems | Poly Gay Romance | Random Encounters | RiverBoat Gypsies Life | The Rose Garden | Singing Sea Slugs | Shoes | Silent Moor | Sleep Stories | Slice of Life | Stormy Weather | Tavern Encounters | Thieves | TransMan Character | Travelling Gypsies | UnDead Lobsters | The UnSeelie Court | Vardo Dwelling | Yurt Glamping | Zombie Apocalypse | Zombies
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Index of the Quaraun novels, novellas, & short story collections on Amazon
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