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đ¸đŚđ¸ 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 itâs Slice of Life Vignettes of Mundane Daily Lives of The UnSeelie Courtâs Royal Family trying to survive after a comet hit the moon and turned the Earth into a CyberPunk Ice-Age. đ¸đŚđ¸
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 itâs 50th, yes FIFTYITH! anniversary since the publication of itâs very first story (Friends Are Forever) on September 23, 2028!
The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane â A Pink Necromancer Short Fiction
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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
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 Quaraunâs 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 Quaraunâs 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:â
-âIMAGE 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.â
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.
-âIMAGE 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.
â-âArt by Wendy Christine Allen.â
-âNot 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.
Quaraun watched the Moon bleed.
Again.
Fractured.
Jagged.
Leaking.
Leaking blood.
Always watching.
A cruel eye, wide, blinking, grinding its own glass teeth.
No one believed him.
Not even The Goat. Especially not The Goat. He was too logical. He didn't see things. Quaraun saw things. Things no one else could see. Quaraun was a necromancer. A seer. A seer of spirits. Ghosts. And the Fractured Moon.
"Come outside love," BoomFuzzy called. "Watch the eclipse."
âNo, Unicorn, I am not going outside. The Moon is bleeding. It hates me.â
"Its an eclipse, Love, the Goat just explained it all to ya."
"It is blood. The Moon has turned to blood."
The paranoid Elf sat on a pink silk pillow, twitching, stuttering, eyes unfocused, pupils pinprick slits of pink inside blue. His pink silk robes glittered like skin peeled off a jellyfish. His caneâclutched, clamped between his knees, tip rattling on the floor.
BoomFuzzy rolled his goggles up and down the bridge of his nose.
âAye, ya daft twat, tha Moonâs been bleedinâ for fuckinâ centuries. Letâs noâ start talkinâ ta the sky again, yeah? Just come watch the eclipse with us.â
"No."
"Suit yarself."
âIt laughed."
"The Moon?"
"Last night. When I was asleep. I was asleep. I was dreaming. I was not dreaming. I was awake.â
Quaraunâs voice trailed off. He dozed off again.
When he opened his eyes again, BoomFuzzy was back inside, now hovering over the stove, cooking something that smelled of gingerbread. Maybe it was gingerbread.
GhoulSpawn was curled up asleep on his caterpillar fur pelt bed roll.
Quaraun watch the blood red shadows of the moon glow filtering through his pink silk tent.
Mouth dry.
Tongue stuck.
âI was awake.â
"Aye? Who ya talking to, Love?"
Quaraun did not answer.
The Moon was bleeding.
The sky was red.
Red.
Red as blood.
The tent creaked.
No wind.
Just breath.
The pink silk tent's roof sagged. Swelled. Inhaled.
Exhaled.
The tent was breathing again.
BoomFuzzy kicked open the trunk near the bed. Pulled out a rolled up sugar stick. Bit the end. Lit it. Blew out a cloud of glitter-dusted anise smoke.
âYou ainât slept in six fuckinâ days, ya crazy little rose petal. Ya got them jellyfish in ya skull twistinâ yer brains up again.â
"I do not have a brain."
"I know."
"I am a JellyFish."
"I know."
"We do not have brains."
"I know."
Quaraun shrieked.
Loud.
Sudden.
BoomFuzzy didnât flinch.
Quaraun pointed.
Wild.
At the mirror across the tent.
The mirror showed him.
But not him.
His reflection wore black.
He was not wearing black.
He was wearing pink.
He always wore pink.
He only wore pink.
That is why he was The Pink Necromancer.
His reflection smiled.
He was not smiling.
His reflection blinked.
He had not blinked.
âWho is that? WHO IS THAT?â Quaraun staggered up, tripped over BoomFuzzyâs boots, tangled in his own pink silk, smashed into the vanity, sent glass and perfume bottles flying.
âThatâs you, JellyBrains.â
âThat is not me!"
"Aye it is."
"I do not smile like that. I do not move like that. I do not have that expression.â
âYa sure do when yer murderinâ folk.â
Quaraun clutched the edge of the table. Gloved fingers scraping down the wood. The mirror pulsed.
The reflection licked its lips.
Blood.
Quaraun vomited rose petals.
BoomFuzzy offered a bucket.
Already full.
Of petals.
âWhy am I vomiting rose petals?â
âYa swallowed sum.â
âWhen?â
âProbably yesterday. Ya were talkinâ to the embroidery hoop for five hours and not hearing a thing me and the Goat was saying to ya."
"Why was I doing that?"
"Don't know." BoomFuzzy shrugged. "Ya weird, Love.â
Quaraun looked down.
Embroidery hoop in lap.
He hadnât noticed.
Pink silk thread still looped on the needle.
He stared at the pattern: A screaming mouth with tentacles for teeth.
He hadnât stitched that.
Not on purpose.
âI think I ate my embroidery againâŚâ
âThatâs alright, PumpkinMuffin, prob'ly tasted like rosewater glitter.â
âUnicorn, I need you to kill me.â
BoomFuzzy glanced up from stirring a pot of jelly soup.
âAgain? We just went over this last week. I ain't gonna let ya kill yaserlf, nor will I kill ya. Ya gotta get those crazy thoughts out of ya head. It why I stick around."
"You are dead."
"Exactly."
"You are a ghost."
"I am a Lich."
"You are haunting me."
"Because ya try to kill yarself every time I stop haunting ya.â
âI think the reflection is trying to escape. If it gets out, it will not be me. It will do things. Terrible things.â
Quaraun stood. Shaking. Foot catching the hem of his robe.
He stumbled to the wall.
Pressed his palm to the mirror.
The glass rippled.
His reflection grinned.
He wasnât grinning.
The reflection licked the glass.
A tongue smeared with pearls.
âI need you to kill it before it becomes me.â
BoomFuzzy handed him a spoon.
âGo bash yer head in with this. Iâm cookinâ. Canât stop every five minutes to put ya outta yer misery.â
Quaraun screamed again.
Longer this time.
High pitched.
A cat being turned inside out.
GhoulSpawn woke up.
âBoomie? Is he screaming again?â
âEvery hour, on thâ hour. We can start calling him Old Faithful at this point.â
âI told you to stop feeding him the pink sugar cubes. He starts hallucinating.â
âThey ainât sugar cubes.â
âWhat are they?â
âUnicorn horn shavings. For virility. Good for thâ balls. Mixed with mushrooms. And LSD.â
GhoulSpawn blinked. Didnât respond. Laid back down. Tried to go back to sleep.
Quaraun stared at his hands.
âI do not have balls.â
BoomFuzzy snorted.
âSure ya do. I carry âem in me fuckinâ purse.â
Quaraun sat on the floor.
Started crying.
Then laughing.
Then screaming.
Then laughing again.
The mirror melted.
Turned to a pool of mercury.
Rose petals floated on the surface.
Whispers in the petals.
âHeâs not real. Youâre not real. None of this is.â
âUnicorn⌠I think the mirror is telling the truth this time.â
"What's it saying?"
"I am not real."
âItâs a fuckinâ mirror, JellyBean. It reflects yer fuckinâ nonsense right back atch'ya.â
Quaraun stared at the pool.
His reflection surfaced.
Screamed.
Mouth stretching too wide.
Too many teeth.
Worms crawling from the gums.
It grinned.
"You are insane," they whispered to him.
âUnicorn...Tell me I am not insane.â
BoomFuzzy wandered over, grabbed Quaraun by the collar, licked the side of his face.
âYer sexy as fuck. And too crazy to not let me fuck ya out ya mind.â
âThat is not a diagnosis.â
âYer mad as a spoon up the bum, but I like ya that way.â
âUnicorn. That is disgusting.â
âI fuckinâ know it is. Thatâs why I said it.â
"I asked you to tell me I was not crazy, not act crazy with the mirror me."
The mirror burst.
Shards everywhere.
Cut Quaraunâs face.
Sliced his cheek open.
Blood trickled into his mouth.
He licked it.
Tasted copper and candy floss.
BoomFuzzy kissed him.
Quaraun let him.
For once.
It was grounding.
Quaraun pulled away.
Spat out glass.
âI cannot tell if I am awake.â
âDonât matter.â
âI need sleep.â
âYa need a fuckinâ exorcism.â
âI am an exorcist.â
âThatâs the problem.â
BoomFuzzy handed him a cup.
Green Fairy Wine.
Absinthe.
The only thing that ever helped.
Quaraun sipped.
Choked.
Coughed.
Laughed.
The glass in the mirror laughed back.
Until it stopped.
Until the mirror was just a wall.
Until his reflection was just himself again.
But it never lasted long.
The Moon still bled.
And somewhere inside his skull, the jellyfish laughed too.
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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
đ¸đŚđ¸ 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 itâs Slice of Life Vignettes of Mundane Daily Lives of The UnSeelie Courtâs Royal Family trying to survive after a comet hit the moon and turned the Earth into a CyberPunk Ice-Age. đ¸đŚđ¸
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