The stories

This is my archive with all my collections and stories.

Gesundbrunnen and Die Tiefe Seide

The Convergence

Lacul Sfânta Ana

Cyberpunk

Yōkai Journal

SHINE

The 7 Sins

Sin City

Ooops-stories & Orchid Sanctum

Vignettes

Gesundbrunnen and Die Tiefe Seide

Now, this wasn’t something I meant to write. It just… happened. Same thing with the pics. One night, a flicker of a mood, a scent, a half-forgotten memory from a vacation in Germany - and there it was. Lily. A femboy. The story. Berlin. This story isn’t clean. It isn’t straightforward.

It’s a mess of warmth and concrete, velvet and flickering lights. And strange meeting half based on an encounter I've had in my youth. To protect the people involved, locations and names have been altered - or invented entirely.

But the mood? The weight in the air? That’s real. Too real, sometimes. Read it as fiction. Or don’t.

If you want to dive into this universe, this might be a good start:

https://civitai.com/articles/17066/the-anatomy-of-gesundbrunnen-and-die-tiefe-seide

The collection:

https://civitai.com/collections/14582998

The Convergence

Maybe some of my darker stories tied into the Die Tiefe Seide-universe but often have The Nun as an antagonist or even protagonist.

https://civitai.com/collections/14583307

Lacul Sfânta Ana

The villa above Lacul Sfânta Ana (Lake Saint Ana) stood alone amid mist and pine, its slate roofs glinting faintly like wet wings. Beyond it stretched the greenhouse and orchard, where the air smelled of iron and ripe peaches. At the far edge, a small lighthouse rose absurdly over the still lake, its glass eye dim but watchful. The whole estate felt suspended, half invention - half enchantment, listening for its mistress’s pulse.

https://civitai.com/collections/14582908

Cyberpunk

Burnt Toast and Coffee-café [Update with bounty link]

This is a mix of Night City vignette from the small cosmos around Burnt Toast and Coffee Café, and other stories.

https://civitai.com/collections/14582978

Yōkai Journal

Yōkai, supernatural entities and spirits from Japanese folklore were just words to me back then. The kanji themselves hint at suspicion, doubt, the kind of strangeness that doesn’t sit right. Some call them strange creatures, others call them monsters, but they are all things that exist at the edges of perception: things that can appear in a blink, in a reflection, or in the drip of a wet subway wall.

I thought I could write them off as urban legends. But then one touched me. And when you’ve been touched by a yōkai, there’s no going back to deadlines and polite copy. You start writing for survival. You start writing so that someone else will know what it feels like to be seen, to be chosen, to be devoured.

That’s how this journal began...

https://civitai.com/collections/12780246

SHINE

SHINE is not a magazine - it's a rupture in the everyday. A glass door you were never meant to open - yet cannot resist. The femboy's your mother warned you about!

Born in New York, with veins in Berlin and whispers everywhere else, SHINE is the world’s most dangerous glossy. We do not chase trends - we break them. We capture the untouchable: futas, femboys, bodies that refuse categories. Faces too radiant for ordinary light. Tongues, lips, and legs that redraw desire.

Every issue is a stage. Every photo a wound. Every article a seduction you cannot unread.

Read, weep, come undone. That is SHINE.

https://civitai.com/collections/12362265

The 7 Sins

The 7 Sins were never meant to scare you. They were mirrors, held too close. Envy. Sloth. Lust. Wrath. Pride. Gluttony...and Greed.

https://civitai.com/collections/11859696

Sin City

These are not stories so much as moments - cuts of light and shadow lifted from a city that never explains itself. Each vignette is a transaction, a choice made under bad lighting, where desire and power speak the same language and consequences linger longer than names.

Some walk away altered. Some don’t walk away at all.

https://civitai.com/collections/14582990