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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
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 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 leaned against the cold stone wall of the lighthouse, watching the storm rage. His cane rattled against the ground, the sound drowned by the crashing waves.
Giant waxes crashed taller than the cliffs, over the lighthouse.
A large driftwood log came crashing through a window.
Water sprayed across the room. Wild winds whipped through the building.
"Damn it," he muttered, hands trembling as they twisted around his Rainbow Wand.
BoomFuzzy, moving with his typical fluidity, placed a firm hand on Quaraun's shoulder.
"No need for magic, Love," he grinned. "Just a bit of storm's theatrics."
Quaraun clenched his jaw, gripping the wand tighter.
"I am not afraid," he snapped, but his heart fluttered.
The lighthouse flickered, the light dimming, then blinding the sea in one swift arc.
BoomFuzzy smirked, his silver eyes glinting in the dark.
âYa should be.â
âWhy?â
âBecause that were no wave. It was a sea monster.â
Quaraun rushed to look out the window and there it stood: a huge monster rising up out of the water and reaching down for the lighthouse.
GhoulSpawn stood outside, watching the waves.
The sea was screaming.
Not roaring.
SCREAMING.
The lighthouse trembled. The glass cracked.
Quaraun grabbed his wandâ
âbut the sea screamed in his voice.
From every direction.
âHelp me, help me, help meâŚâ
In GhoulSpawnâs voice.
The wind howled, a harsh, keening gale that carried snowflakes razored thin, slicing sideways across the jagged cliff-side where the broken lighthouse shuddered on its rust-bitten frame.
Glass splintered.
Metal groaned.
GhoulSpawn did not move.
Could not move.
He stared into the screaming surf below, wide golden eyes filled with terror and confusion. His woolly hands trembled as if the sound itself had reached into his ribcage and squeezed his heart.
The sea screamed in his voice.
His voice.
âI... I didnât say that,â GhoulSpawn muttered, though no one had accused him. âLike, like dude, that ainât me. I didnât... I ainât screaminâ, man.â
But the sound didnât stop. It echoed up from the ice-wet boulders and twisted, salt-drenched trees that jutted like claws from the shore.
"Help me, help me, help meâŚâ
It came again.
His voice.
But shriller now.
Higher.
Pitched wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong, wrong.
Wrong wrong wrong!
BoomFuzzy appeared behind Quaraun, his hooves crunching through frost-encrusted gravel, steam curling from his breath like smoke from a dragonâs nostrils. He squinted at the waves through scratched, frost-fogged goggles.
âThe fuck kind oâ necro-shite is this?â BoomFuzzy growled. âThat no be nae bloody normal storm. That be mimic-tide. Feral sea tech, ancient shite, pre-Moon crack kinda fuckery. Whole oceanâs got a bloody AI virus stuck in a fuckin' loop.â
Quaraunâs long rabbitty ears twitched nervously, silver chains swaying like wind chimes in a haunted temple.
The voice, the sea, it screamed again.
âHelp me, help me, help meâŚâ
But this time, it said something more.
âGhoulSpawn, it is me. I am you. I am your twin. Lost in the storm. Drowning. Dying. Dead. Undead. Drownspawn.â
Quaraun flinched. His delicate fingers clenched around the Rainbow Wand, the metal whining as he summoned its hum to life.
âI do not like that,â Quaraun whispered, voice caught between fear and fury. âI do not like that voice. That voice which is not your voice, speaking your words, from your throat, from your soul, from the sea. The sea which speaks in your voice, but which is not your mouth. It is doom and gloom. Gloom and doom.â
GhoulSpawn stumbled backward, shaking his head violently.
âI ainât got no twin, man! Like, dude, I was an only child! My mom was a Sun Elf in the Downeast! My father was The Ghoul, King of the Demons. There ain't no Drownspawn in my DNA!â
But the sea rose.
The tide swelled unnaturally fastâup the jagged cliff, up to the lighthouse, hissing and sizzling and steaming where it touched cold stone.
And in it, something writhed.
A shape.
Wool.
Horns.
Hooves.
A copy.
A glitch.
A clone.
Its eyes were gold.
Its fleece, golden.
Its horns, curled.
Its grin, GhoulSpawnâs.
But twisted.
Wired wrong.
It opened its mouth.
And every wave behind it screamed.
âHelp me, help me, help me⌠Drown me, drown me, drown meâŚâ
BoomFuzzy drew his machete with a snarl, his voice a thunderous boom across the crackling cliff-side.
âQuaraun! Love! Get behind me, afore I flay this feral fuckâs fleece! It be sea-synth! Ghost-data tech! Soul-scrubbed! Ghouly, back yerself up, ladâyer evil sea twinâs got murder in its maw!â
But GhoulSpawn didnât move.
He couldnât.
Because the creature in the tide was walking up the cliff.
And it was humming.
Humming his lullaby.
The one he sang to Quaraun.
The one no one else was ever supposed to know.
Quaraunâs wide pink pupiled eyes locked with GhoulSpawnâs.
âThis creature knows you. This creature knows you too well.â
âI know,â GhoulSpawn breathed, voice cracking, pupils shrinking. âAnd, uh... thatâs, like, totally the creepiest thing thatâs ever crawled outta the ocean at me, and I once got mugged by a radioactive otter.â
BoomFuzzy twirled his blade in one hand and pulled the Glimmer Stick Wand with the other, flipping through illusion settings like a madman trying to out-glitch the glitch.
âThis be nae normal doppelgänger. This be clone craft. Memory leech. Temporal glitch soup. This fuckin' seaâs caught in a recursive dream-stateâan' itâs cloning us."
Then the mimic-GhoulSpawn opened its mouth again.
And this timeâŚ
âŚit was BoomFuzzyâs voice that screamed.
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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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