Counting Down to the 2028 50th Anniversary of my first published book (September 23, 1978)
40TH CENTURY DYSTOPIAN MAINE | COZY SWEET ROMANTASY | DARK FANTASY | ELVES & FAERIES & DEMONS & SHIFTERS | FURRY YAOI | GOTHIC LITERATURE | GYPSY MAIN CHARACTERS | INTERSEX CHARACTER | LGBTQAI+ FICTION | MARRIED GAY COUPLE | MINI STORY | Mpreg SERIES | POLY GAY ROMANCE | QUEER FICTION | SLICE OF LIFE | TRANSMAN CHARACTER | VIGNETTE | ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE |
🌸🦄🌸 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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- Two Habits to Help You Lose Weight
Two Habits to Help You Lose Weight
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 wizards, with big global domination plans, whom have invaded 40th century Earth, settled in a lighthouse in Maine, are hellbent on destroying all Humans and taking over the planet, but 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 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.
Two Habits to Help You Lose Weight
“I am fat,” Quaraun said.
He stared at the plate of éclairs. BoomFuzzy had spent all day cooking up a storm, getting ready for tomorrow’s festival. Goblins were scurrying about packing scrumptious éclairs. Beautiful éclairs decorated with pink, fuchsia, purple, and puce icing.
Quaraun loved eating BoomFuzzy’s pastries.
The whole world loved eating BoomFuzzy’s pastries.
BoomFuzzy was the world’s rock star of master pastry chefs. When Humans knew he’d be at a specific event, they travelled thousands of miles to wait weeks, camped in lines hoping to get a taste of the legendary Faerie chef's iconic sweets.
Quaraun stood before a full-length mirror, draped in layers of pink silk and glittering embroidery, his fingers idly adjusting the silver chains that linked his earrings to his nose rings. His long, delicate rabbity ears twitched nervously.
Beneath the elegant finery, he could feel it — the subtle tightness of his waist sashes, the binding pressing more firmly against his ribs than usual.
He scowled.
“I have gotten fat,” he announced with a dramatic sigh, smoothing his hands over the silken folds of his robe.
BoomFuzzy, lounging on a heap of cushions nearby, snorted.
“Sure ya ain’t pregnant?”
“I am not pregnant. I am fat.”
“Nay, ya ain’t fat, JellyElf. Ya’re barely a twig. Ya weigh less than me left butt cheek.”
Quaraun shot him a sour look.
“You are larger than a Shetland pony. That is not a comparison that puts my mind at ease.”
“Bah! Size be nothin’ but perspective,” BoomFuzzy said, patting his rather round stomach with a satisfied grin. “Me’s strong, muscly, an’ I eats what me likes. Ya oughta try it sometime. Life’s short.”
“You are a Lich!”
“Aye. Life is short, that what I said.”
Quaraun sighed dramatically and flopped onto the floor, draping himself across BoomFuzzy’s lap.
“It is not fair. I am surrounded by gluttons who eat and eat and eat, and yet I am the only one who gains weight.”
“Hormones,” GhoulSpawn said with his mouth full. “You got different hormones then me and BoomFuzzy have.”
“Ya wants to not go down that way Ghouly,” BoomFuzzy warned him.
GhoulSpawn, who had been busy stuffing an entire loaf of bread into his mouth, paused mid-chew.
“Oh. Yeah. Like, dude, I dunno what to tell ya,” he mumbled through the crumbs. “I totally eat, like, seven times more than you, man. I eat more in one meal then you and BoomFuzzy combined eat in a week. I should have thunder thighs or something, y’know? My metabolism is just, like, super hardcore. I burn it all off.”
Quaraun glared at him.
“I despise you.”
“Aw, come on, dude, that’s harsh.”
“How do you not get fat? What is your secret?”
GhoulSpawn swallowed the bread in a single gulp, then wiped his hands on his green velvet coat.
“Two things, man. First, I move around a lot. Like, I’m always runnin’ from somethin’ — zombies, angry townsfolk, running from zombies, you angry cause I broke something, undead lobsters, BoomFuzzy when he’s mad I ate his snacks — “
“Wait a minute — " BoomFuzzy narrowed his eyes, as he noticed a half empty crate of pastries.
“I’m like always running from something, y’know?” GhoulSpawn hurried on. “There are just so many zombies. And second, I just, like, eat in moderation, ya know? Like, I eat all the time, but I don’t eat everything at once. I pace myself. I eat all day long, besides meals. I’m like constantly snacking 24/7.”
Quaraun sat up.
“So… if I move more, I will not gain weight?”
“Uh, yeah, man. That’s kinda how it works. But like, dude, you got a lame leg, you can’t run. And me running, it ain’t like I’m running for exercise, y’know? I mean, when I’m running it’s a major adrenaline rush because I’m running for my life, trying not to be eaten by zombies, so, whole different set of hormones when I’m running to. Full panic fear stuff. I mean, if there was no zombies, I’d be big as a giant space hamster.”
“Giant space hamster?”
“Yeah, you know like, some sort of old B-movie where science lab experiment goes wrong and radiation mixes with alien DNA and suddenly the lab rodents are big as King Kong and eating the villagers.”
“You think strange thoughts, Glinta, you know that?”
GhoulSpawn grabbed a fudge puppy and started eating it.
“But yeah, basically, you just eat less, move more, your body works it out. You just eat too much for your size and don’t move enough for how much you eat.”
Quaraun tapped his fingers against his chin, considering this.
“You know, but there’s also biology. Like hormones. Can you not get mad at me? I mean, you got different hormones at work, cause like your body wants to be all soft and squishy so it has a safe padded space for growing babies in.”
Quaraun glared at GhoulSpawn.
“It’s true,” GhoulSpawn said. “Like, me and BoomFuzzy ain’t got that.”
Quaraun pulled out his Rainbow Wand.
“Perhaps I ought to — “
BoomFuzzy shoved a pastry into Quaraun’s mouth.
Quaraun sputtered, caught between outrage and the warm, buttery taste of sugar-laced dough melting on his tongue.
“Shush, Love,” BoomFuzzy said, grinning. “Ya think too much. Eat yer damn pastry. I like me Elves plump. Ya scrawny arse could use some fattening up.”
Quaraun chewed begrudgingly. He would try GhoulSpawn’s methods.
But… perhaps after just one more éclair.
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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
🌸🦄🌸 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 page was written by Wendy Christine Allen of 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
All Rights Reserved.
🌸🦄🌸 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:
40th Century Dystopian Maine | Absurdist | Adult tone, gritty, harsh, visceral | Alienated Loners Who Lived on the Edge of Society | Alternate History | Autistic protagonist | BioDome & Eco-Fiction | BioPunk | Bizzarro | Camping, Glamping & Outdoor Adventure Fiction | Carny Gypsy Caravan & Vardo Life Tales | Character-driven worldbuilding | Character Study | Cosmic Horror | Cozy Fantasy | Cozy Romantasy | Culinary Fiction | CyberPunk | Dark Fantasy | Demons | Dialogue Vignette | DinoPunk | Domestic Fiction | Dying Earth | Dystopian | Elf Wizard | ElfPunk | Elves | EMO Goth EdgeLord | Environmental Catastrophe | EOTWAWKI | Experimental Abstract Literary Slice of Life | Evil Elves | Evil Unicorns | Evil Wizards | Exotic Alien Planets | Faerie King | Faeries | Family Saga | Fear of the Unknown Dystopian Literature | Fictional Portrayal of Psychopaths | Flying Carpets | Food Truck & Mobile Gastronomy Drama | Found Family | FrostPunk | Furry Yaoi | Futuristic False Utopia Dystopic Societies | Gay Male Pulp Fiction Dialogue Vignette | Gay Romance | Genderfluid characters in fiction | Gothic Literature | Grotesque Domestic Fiction | Grotesque Families & Relationships | Gypsy Main Characters | Hyper violent, hyper dysfunctional power trio | Human Experimentation (Mad Scientist Horror) | Intersex Main Character | Isekai | Lgbtqai+ Speculative Drama | Life In Maine | Lighthouse Keeper Tales | Magical Realism | Married Gay Couple | MPreg | MPreg Family Life | Mini Story | MM Romance | MMM Romance | New Weird | Neurodivergent main character | Occult Horror | Off-Grid Homestead Prepper Survival Fiction | Omegaverse | Paranoid Fiction | Parallel Universe | Poly Gay Romance | Portal Fantasy | Post-apocalyptic Survival Punk | Post-comet Earth | Post-Post-Zombie Apocalypse | Queer Fiction | Radical Reformation Fiction | RayPunk/Raygun Gothic | A raw, broken world full of predators, trauma, and psychological warfare. | Retro-Futuristic Fantasy | Road Trip Travel Narrative | Satyr | Shifters | Slice Of Life | Slipstream | Soap Opera | Space Fantasy | Space Opera | Space Travel | Speculative Science Fiction | SteamPunk | SuperVillain PoV | Survivalism | Sword & Planet | Sword & Sandal | Sword & Sorcery | Techno Mages | Technological Overreach | Third-person limited | Time Travel | Transhumanist Literature | Transman Main Character | A trio fractured god-tier war criminals who bicker like divorced mafia families while ruling a dead world with iron magic and necromancy. | UnSeelie Court | Urban Fantasy | Villain Main Characters | Vignette | Wasteland Survival | Weird Fiction | Weird West | Why Choose - Poly Romance | 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 probably make a page defining each, I might do that in the future. 🦄🌸 - -not all genres appear in every story. 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇. ་༘࿐˙⋆.
🌸🦄🌸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 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇. ་༘࿐˙⋆ . 🌸🦄🌸
This page, including all art, photos, and text was written & created by Wendy Christine Allen of 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine. All Rights Reserved.