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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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{A Pink Necromancer Poem} (Poems by Quaraun)- {NaNoWriMo 2024: Day 24}
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.
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.
{A Pink Necromancer Poem} (Poems by Quaraun)- {NaNoWriMo 2024: Day 24}
In soft, silken threads,
A moth breaks free, wings unfurl,
The dawn whispers close.
From the tender cocoon, she slips free,
Wings shimmering as they unfurl with glee.
A creature born from silent night,
Emerging, kissed by the pale moonlight.
From trembling cocoon,
The moth breaks free from her tomb,
Wings whispered by night.
A fragile flight, and her silken gift,
The fluffy moth uncoils from its chrysalis lift.
Her delicate wings, like whispers, soft and true,
A breath of life in twilight’s blue hue.
The world must bow to such beauty, anew.
A trembling, pure form,
Her wings kissed by golden light,
The world bows to her.
Her silvery wings, delicate, yet strong,
They flutter soft, they sing their song.
A beauty both gentle and untamed,
Her hatching, a mystery unclaimed.
Her body, so frail,
Yet within, power untold,
She rises to flight.
She bursts from the cocoon’s embrace,
A fluttering shadow, with delicate grace.
Her wings, like whispers, brush the night,
Gliding on air, caught in the light.
To witness such wonder, my heart takes flight.
I gather her gift,
The cocoon she leaves behind,
A treasure, untold.
I wait for her, with patience deep,
The moth whose flight shall cause me to weep.
Her flight, a dream, a slow-motion fall,
In the silence, I hear her call.
To protect such creatures is my soul’s thrall.
Wings brush pale moonlight,
Soft flutter, life’s first embrace,
Freedom’s hymn takes flight.
I watch her, fascinated, awe-struck,
A soul of silk, delicate luck.
The cocoon discarded, forgotten now,
Her freedom is boundless, without a vow.
The silk, soft as dreams,
Dyed in shades both pale and deep,
A whisper of light.
The shed cocoon lies at her feet,
A silky tomb, where dreams retreat.
I gather the silk, soft and spun,
Each thread a tale, each hue undone.
A life in pink, where shadows run.
No harm was done here,
I gather the shed cocoons,
Life in its circle.
The silk she left behind, so fine,
Glistening in hues of ivory and wine.
Untouched by harm, never to break,
A treasure for the earth to take.
Her beauty divine,
Delicate, soft as a dream,
She rises, unbound.
How cruel the world that stifles her wings,
Her beauty dulled by what mankind brings.
Yet here in my bio-dome, she flies unbound,
While the Earth below mourns, and I hear the sound.
In her freedom, I seek what must be found.
She flies, unaware,
A beauty in purest flight,
The dawn cradles her.
I walk in the garden, her wings in flight,
The air heavy with the promise of a peaceful night.
Her flutter is light, so soft, so pure,
A vision of beauty that must endure.
In the air, she flies,
A flutter of pale moonlight,
Her wings cast in pink.
Her wings, they shimmer in the gloom,
A flutter of pink amidst the bloom.
She dances in the soft night air,
And I, too, wish to fly, to dare.
Yet I remain, tied to earth’s despair.
A dance of still grace,
Fluttering through pink air pure,
As dawn kisses night.
I gather the silk, I weave the thread,
Each filament touched by the moth now fled.
A fabric so rich, so full of grace,
A tapestry born from nature’s embrace.
The moth, now a queen,
Dances on my silken threads,
A vision of grace.
I treasure her life, her soft caress,
Her flight, her form, my heart’s possess.
In the night, we are both the same,
Bound to the earth, yet never tame.
The beauty of a moth, a fleeting flame.
How nature reclaims,
With every small tender life,
A tapestry spun.
The moth soars away, a fleeting dream,
But in her flight, all things gleam.
For she is beauty, and beauty is mine,
In silk and moonlight, she is divine.
I treasure the sight,
The moth in her first soft flight,
A spirit reborn.
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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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