Counting Down to the 2028 50th Anniversary of my first published book (September 23, 1978)
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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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- The Brownies & The Witch, or Why Faeries Don’t Wear Socks🌸🦄🌸 (Part 2 of a 4 Part set)
The Brownies & The Witch, or Why Faeries Don’t Wear Socks 🌸🦄🌸
🌸🦄🌸 (Part 2 of a 4 Part set)
A Pink Necromancer Fiction Short
LGBTQAI+ FICTION | The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane | TransMan Main Character
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.
The Brownies & The Witch, or Why Faeries Don’t Wear Socks 🌸🦄🌸
Quaraun sat on the plush velvet chaise by the window, holding the black sock in his hands. The solitary black sock, which had washed up on the shores of Noodle Beach, here in the Realm of Fae.
A strange bit of cloth, from the world of Humans.
The lighthouse’s soft, golden light filtered through the misty air, casting a hazy glow on the silk threads that had caught Quaraun’s eye. He had washed the sock meticulously, removing the grit and salt from the ocean’s briny embrace, now the fabric was clean and as pristine as anything he owned.
The sock was a curious thing, coarse and mundane compared to the luxuriously soft pink silks he draped himself in.
Quaraun furrowed his brow, slipping it over his slender, pale foot. He found the sensation odd — confining, almost. It felt as though the sock was squeezing his foot, which he didn’t much care for. His usual pink silk slippers were loose and allowed his toes to wriggle freely, but this sock, it hugged his foot in a way that was unfamiliar.
Quaraun flexed his toes, testing the stretch of the thick knitted black yarn fabric.
“A strange contraption,” he mused, half to himself, half to BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn who were sitting across from him. “I suppose it has its uses, particularly in these colder climates, though I fail to see the appeal. I wonder if I could make something more suitable out of silk.”
Quaraun imagined the delicate, shimmering strands of pink silk wound into a fine thread, knitted into soft, luxurious socks.
“Perhaps I could even adorn them with pearls, or tiny, glittering beads to catch the light!”
The idea intrigued him, though the thought of creating something so mundane also felt beneath him.
BoomFuzzy, seated in his usual cross-legged position on the floor, chuckled, the sound rich and rumbling, echoing through the room like distant thunder.
“Humans are strange creatures, aye, they are.”
“I still don’t see how you never heard of socks before,” GhoulSpawn said.
BoomFuzzy held up his bare foot.
“Has ya ever seen me even wear shoes?”
“No. I suppose I haven’t.”
“But Quaraun wears shoes.”
“Aye. But him do more carrying them around while barefoot and bitching him can no get his shoes dirty.”
“I had noticed that.”
“Humans wear shoes to keep their feet from getting dirty. Quaraun take him shoes off and carry them if there is any threats of dirt or mud.”
“I did notice, he did that. I never understood it.”
“Shoes are art in his mind.”
“Uhm… yeah, I suppose that would explain how utterly impractical his wardrobe is.”
“Coats, trousers, belts… All manner of garments we Faeries never had much use for. The UnSeelie Court, back when I ruled it, had no need for such things.”
GhoulSpawn leaned back against the wall, his long caftan pooling around him like a blanket of golden fleece. His yellow eyes blinked with curiosity behind the thick lenses of his glasses.
“You mean Faeries don’t wear clothes at all? How do you stay warm?”
BoomFuzzy grinned, a sharp-toothed smile that showed he was enjoying the conversation.
“Warm? Faeries dinnae feel the cold like Humans do. And we dinnae need to cover ourselves, either. The natural world is enough to protect us. Many Fae run about bare as the day they were born, with no care for the weather or the eyes of others. When I was a wee lad, I ne’er wore a stitch of clothing. And why would I? No one in the Fae Realm cared.”
“But you’re wearing clothes now,” GhoulSpawn pointed out, gesturing at the hakama pants and the purple tartan draped around BoomFuzzy’s shoulders.
BoomFuzzy’s eyes crinkled with mirth.
“Aye, that I am. That came later, after I started mingling with Humans. They get all sorts of bothered by nudity, so I took to wearing these here,” he tugged at the tartan with a playful flourish. “To keep them from fretting. Quaraun, now, he was raised by Humans, desert-dwellers who’ve got their own ways. They taught him weaving. He’s used to all these trappings — robes, slippers, and whatnot.”
Quaraun, still absorbed in the sock's sensation against his foot, nodded absentmindedly.
“Clothing is not just a necessity; it is an art, a means of expression. Silk, in particular, has a language all its own.”
“But it’s odd,” GhoulSpawn murmured, glancing at BoomFuzzy again. “To think of beings walking around naked, especially in a place as cold as this. I can’t imagine it.”
BoomFuzzy tilted his head, considering how to explain the deep-rooted mistrust Faeries held toward clothing.
“Well, lad, you have to understand, there’s a bit of folklore to it. A tale that might shed some light. Ever hear of Brownies?”
“Thick squares of chocolate cake?”
“Nay, Lad. Wee folk.”
GhoulSpawn shook his head.
“Only in passing. What about them?”
BoomFuzzy settled back, his hands resting comfortably on his knees.
“Brownies are a type of Fae, same as Phookas like me and Elves like Quaraun, but Brownies in not big like Human size, like we be. No, Brownies, is tiny little folk, barely bigger than a hand-span. They’re helpful creatures, ye see, always willing to lend a hand around the farm in exchange for a bowl of cream. They’d sweep the hearth, churn the butter, even milk the cows if ye asked them nicely. All they ever wanted was a wee bit of cream left out at night as thanks.”
Quaraun, now fully engaged in BoomFuzzy’s story, leaned forward slightly, the sock momentarily forgotten.
“But there’s an old story about a witch,” BoomFuzzy continued, his voice growing more solemn. “She was a wicked one, that witch, and she wanted the Brownies to do more than just help out of kindness. She wanted them as slaves. So, she sewed enchanted clothes, wee little shirts and trousers, and left them out where the Brownies would find them. The Brownies were overjoyed at first. They’d never had clothes before and thought it a grand gift.”
BoomFuzzy’s smile faded as he spoke, replaced by a shadow of old anger.
“But those clothes were cursed, they were. As soon as the Brownies put them on, they were bound to the witch’s will. They couldn’t take the clothes off, couldn’t leave, couldn’t stop working for her. She drove them near to death with endless tasks, all the while keeping them from their freedom.”
GhoulSpawn listened intently, a chill running down his spine as BoomFuzzy’s words sank in.
“But the Brownies, clever wee creatures, found a way out,” BoomFuzzy said, a note of pride creeping into his voice. “One night, they tricked the witch, making her think they were content with their lot. While she slept, they slipped away to the river and drowned the clothes, breaking the curse. Since that day, no Faerie trusts articles of clothing given as gifts. Many of us won’t even wear clothes at all.”
Quaraun sighed, his gaze drifting back to the sock on his foot.
“Humans see clothing as gifts, tokens of love or care. But for Faeries, they are a symbol of slavery, of control. I suppose that’s why I’ve always found such comfort in creating my own garments, free from the hands of others.”
BoomFuzzy nodded, his eyes warm with understanding.
“Aye, Love. It’s no wonder ye take such care in every stitch ye weave. It’s yer way of keeping yerself free.”
GhoulSpawn looked down at his own clothes, thinking about the garments he’d worn all his life. It was strange to think that something as simple as clothing could hold such different meanings for different beings. For him, they were a necessity, a shield against the world, but for Quaraun and BoomFuzzy, they were something altogether different — both a form of expression and a reminder of a dark past.
Quaraun carefully removed the black sock from his foot, setting it aside.
“I think I shall knit a pair for myself,” he said softly. “But not out of need, nor fear, nor obligation. Simply because I can. Because it’s a choice I make.”
BoomFuzzy’s smile returned, this time softer, more affectionate.
“That’s the spirit, me wee pink JellyElf. That’s the way it should be.”
The three of them sat together in the warm light of the lighthouse, the storm raging outside, but inside, there was peace.
Quaraun unwound the skein of pink silk, his JellyFish tentacles nimble as they prepared to knit something entirely his own.
The black sock lay forgotten, a relic of Human customs that no longer held the same power it once did.
As Quaraun worked, BoomFuzzy told more tales of Faerie folklore, and GhoulSpawn listened with wide eyes, learning about a world he had never fully understood.
In the gentle rhythm of Quaraun’s knitting needles, there was a sense of calm, of freedom, and of the ever-present magic that flowed through their lives, binding them together in ways that no cursed clothing ever could.
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This story is part of a 4 part set. Here are the others: Or you can read them on Medium if you have a Medium account: Part 1 on Medium is here: A Solitary Black Sock 🌸🦄🌸 (Part 1 of a 3 Part set) or on Notd: A Solitary Black Sock — Notd.io Part 2 on Medium is here: Part 3 on Medium is here: or on OnlyFans: A Quiet, Relaxing Foot Rub — OnlyFans Part 4 is here: This story also appears in this book: |
The 2nd 500 Story Challenge: Story #050 OF 500 | This work of fiction is a part of a long-running series of novels, novellas, short stories, and poetry. (Known as The Adventures of Quaraun the Insane, formerly known as The Twighlight Manor Series). I have been writing & publishing it since 1978 (50th anniversary coming in 2028!) spanning over 3k published works.
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Quaraun and BoomFuzzyThe 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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🌸🦄🌸 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:
#OwnVoices - Gypsy Characters Written by Gypsy Author | 40th Century Dystopian Maine | A raw, broken world full of predators, trauma, and psychological warfare. | A trio fractured god-tier war criminals who bicker like divorced mafia families while ruling a dead world with iron magic and necromancy. | Absinthe | Absurdist/Absurdism | Accidental Incantation | Adult tone, gritty, harsh, visceral | Alienated Loners Who Lived on the Edge of Society | Alternate History | Author is not White | Autistic Main Character | Autistic protagonist | Be Careful What You Say | Be Careful What You Wish For | BioDome & Eco-Fiction | BioPunk | Bisexual Relationships | Bizzarro | Black Characters | Blind Characters | Bumbling Wizards | Camping, Glamping & Outdoor Adventure Fiction | Carny Gypsy Caravan & Vardo Life Tales | Ceremonial Magic | Character Studies | Character Study | Character-driven worldbuilding | Characters Are Not White | Comical Overreacting | Cosmic Horror | Counter Culture Lifestyle | Cozy Fantasy | Cozy Romantasy | Cthulhu Mythos | Culinary Fiction | Cursed Magic Items | CyberPunk | Dark Fantasy | Dark Romance | Deal with the Devil | Demonic Contracts | Demons | Dialogue Vignette | DinoPunk | Disguised as Male | Domestic Fiction | Driven to Suicide Themes | Dying Earth | Dystopian | Dystopian 40th Century Maine | Elderly Main Character | Eldritch Horror | Eldritch Horrors | Elf Wizard | ElfPunk | Elves | EMO Goth EdgeLord | Environmental Catastrophe | EOTWAWKI | Evil Elves | Evil Faeries | Evil NonHuman Main Characters Gleefully Killing Humans | Evil Unicorns | Evil Wizards | Existentialism | Exotic Alien Planets | Experimental Abstract Literary Slice of Life | F2M Transgender MC | Faerie King | Faeries | Fairy Devilmother | Fairy Tales ReTold | Family Saga | Fantasy drug use | Fear of the Unknown Dystopian Literature | Fictional Portrayal of Psychopaths | Flying Carpets | Food Truck & Mobile Gastronomy Drama | Forgot About His Powers | Found Family | Frost Punk | FrostPunk | Furries | Furry Fiction | Furry Yaoi | Futuristic False Utopia Dystopic Societies | Gay Characters Who Live In Biddeford, Maine | Gay Characters Who Live In Old Orchard Beach, Maine | Gay Harem Romance | Gay Male Pulp Fiction Dialogue Vignette | Gay Romance | Gay/M-M-M Romance | Genderfluid characters in fiction | Gets Easily Lost | Ghost Stories | Glass Canon Wizards | Gothic Horror | Gothic Literature | Gothic Romance | Green Fairy Wine | Grimmification | Grotesque Domestic Fiction | Grotesque Families & Relationships | Gypsy Characters Who Live In Biddeford, Maine | Gypsy Characters Who Live In Old Orchard Beach, Maine | Gypsy Main Characters | Hand Wave Logic | Haunted Lighthouses | He's a Damsel In Distress | Homeless Main Characters | Hookah Smoking | Horned | Humanoid | Human Experimentation (Mad Scientist Horror) | Hyper violent, hyper dysfunctional power trio | Ice Age Punk | Intersex Main Character | Intersex/Transgender Main Character | Interspecies Romance | Isekai | Jackass Genie | Jerkass | LGBTQAI+ Characters Who Live In Biddeford, Maine | LGBTQAI+ Characters Who Live In Old Orchard Beach, Maine | LGBTQAI+ Fiction | Lgbtqai+ Speculative Drama | Lich Lords | Life In Maine | Lighthouse Keeper Tales | Literal Genie | Literary Fiction | Little Bit Beastly | Lovecraftian Cultists | Lover's Triangles | LSD Use | Lythande FanFiction | Macabre | Mage Tower | Magic Items | Magical Homeless Person | Magical Realism | Magically-Binding Contract | Married Gay Couple | Melodrama | MerMen | Mini Story | Minor Injury Overreaction | Mix-and-Match Critters | MM Romance | MMM Romance (yes, M-M-M Romance, 3 Ms, not 2 - Poly Romance) | MMM Romance | MPreg | MPreg Family Life | Nautical Fiction | Necromancers | Neurodivergent main character | New Weird | No Sense of Direction | Occult Horror | Off-Grid Homestead Prepper Survival Fiction | Omegaverse | One of the Primary Characters is the Ghost of a Suicide Victim and talks of his Suicide Often | Opium Use | Our Liches Are Different | Parallel Universe | Paranoid Fiction | Pastoral Fiction | Pastoral Poetry | Poke in the Third Eye | Poly Gay Romance | Poly Romance - Why Choose | Portal Fantasy | Post-apocalyptic Survival Punk | Post-comet Earth | Post-Post-Zombie Apocalypse | Powerful, but Incompetent | Prefers Going Barefoot | Prehensile Hair | Prehensile Tail | Psychological Melodrama | Queer Characters Who Live In Biddeford, Maine | Queer Characters Who Live In Old Orchard Beach, Maine | Queer Fiction | Radical Reformation Fiction | RayPunk/Raygun Gothic | Read the Fine Print | Retro-Futuristic Fantasy | Reverse Harem | Road Trip Fiction | Road Trip Travel Narrative | Satyr | Self-Harm (Cutting, and deliberate drug overdose) | Shifter Romance | Shifters | Slice Of Life | Slipstream | Slipstream Fiction | Soap Opera | Sold His Soul for a Donut | Sometimes there is a fuckingly liberal use of the fucking word Fuck for no fucking reason other than to say fuck as many fucking times as fuckingly possible | Soul Contracts | Space Fantasy | Space Opera | Space Travel | Speculative Science Fiction | SteamPunk | Suicidally depressed characters | Suicide References | Super Villian MC | Superpower Lottery | SuperVillain PoV | Surrealism | Survivalism | Sweet Romance | Sword & Planet | Sword & Sandal | Sword & Sorcery | Techno Mages | Technological Overreach | The Bad Guy Wins | The Drifter | There is a thing in the series called The Alien Bible - it is the Christian Bible rewritten by aliens, some readers found this upsetting as well | There is a zombie apocalypse going on and lots of historical figures make cameo appearances as zombies, including Zombie Jesus - this seems to frequently upset readers so yeah here's a warning for that | Third-person limited | Thruple/Trio Relationships | Time Travel | Too Dumb to Live | Transgender Characters Who Live In Biddeford, Maine | Transgender Characters Who Live In Old Orchard Beach, Maine | Transhumanist Literature | Transman Main Character | Transman MPreg Yaoi | Unmarried Live-In Lovers | UnSeelie Court | Urban Fantasy | Vignette | Villain Main Characters | Voodoo Fiction | Walking the Earth | Wandering Wizard | Wasteful Wishing | Wasteland Survival | Weird Fiction | Weird West | Whatevermancy Magic Systems | While there are no sex scenes, characters often talk of their sex lives in dialogue conversations and are known to use crude words when doing so | Why Choose - Poly Romance | World’s Strongest Man | Yaoi | 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 make a page defining each, I might do that in the future. 🦄🌸 - -not all genres appear in every story. 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇. ་༘࿐˙⋆.
- If you are unfamiliar with the definition of what any of those genres are, they are all listed on the Wikipedia website.
And this series heavily features/makes use of the following tropes:
- Accidental Incantation | Be Careful What You Say | Be Careful What You Wish For | Ceremonial Magic | Comical Overreacting | Deal with the Devil | Demonic Contracts | Demons | Disguised as Male | Driven to Suicide Themes | Eldritch Horrors | Evil Elves | Evil Faeries | Evil Unicorns | Evil Wizards | F2M Transgender MC | Fairy Devilmother | Forgot About His Powers | Found Family | Furries | Gets Easily Lost | Grimmification | Hand Wave Logic | Haunted Lighthouses | Horned Humanoid | Jackass Genie | Jerkass | Literal Genie | Little Bit Beastly | Lovecraftian Cultists | Mage Tower | Magical Homeless Person | Magically-Binding Contract | MerMen | Minor Injury Overreaction | Mix-and-Match Critters | Necromancers | No Sense of Direction | Our Liches Are Different | Poke in the Third Eye | Powerful, but Incompetent | Prefers Going Barefoot | Prehensile Hair | Read the Fine Print | Sold His Soul for a Donut | Super Villian MC | Superpower Lottery | The Bad Guy Wins | The Drifter | Too Dumb to Live | UnSeelie Court | Walking the Earth | Wandering Wizard | Wasteful Wishing | Whatevermancy Magic Systems | World’s Strongest Man |
- If you are unfamiliar with the definition of what any of those tropes are, they are all listed on the Tv Tropes website.
🌸🦄🌸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 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇. ་༘࿐˙⋆ . 🌸🦄🌸
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