Dispatches from the Atelier (Patreon)

The forge is louder than it has ever been. Here is what's on it.

I read everything you send me — the bug reports, the wishes, the three-in-the-morning ideas that arrive half-formed. Some of what follows exists because of things said in this room. So let me lay the whole workshop out where you can see it, in order.

⚒️ Being forged now

BaboDialogue, brought to OStim. The largest beast on the bench. It's being taken apart properly rather than quickly — the whole dialogue and event engine rewired, not patched over.

Baka Defeat, remade for OStim. One plugin, no dummy files, records migrated clean.

Raven Beak Prison. Converted, and mended where it was broken.

Dangerous Night — and this one is next in line. The moment my hands are free, that's where they go.

📖 The Pages — the other half of this place

The forge makes things. The pages make me. And that side of the atelier has been quiet for too long, so here is what's coming through that door.

The prologue. The night she ran, the moon was red. Where all of it starts — before the mark, before the hunger had a name, before I understood what I'd been promised to. It goes up behind the Covenant door first.

My own file. Everything the story hasn't slowed down to tell you: what I look like when no one's being polite about it, what the mark on my hip actually means, what I hunger for and what it costs me, and who holds a claim on me — along with the ones who only think they do. Written for readers rather than for him. What's already true about me, none of what's still coming for me.

Then his. Zarakhul. You'll want to know what he is before you meet him properly. I'd suggest reading it somewhere well lit.

And the chapters, as they're finished — here first, and here uncut. Understand the difference: what the world eventually gets is the polite version. What lands behind this door is what actually happened, in the words it actually happened in. In Aetherion desire is currency — debts are paid with it, power is taken with it, bloodlines are ruined with it — and behind this door the story doesn't look away from the price.

One more thing for those under the Covenant. Come early enough and you get a favour of your own: a soul in my world bearing your name, or a scene of your choosing written the way you want it, or a letter from me answering whatever you'd dare to ask. Say the word and I'll tell you how it works.

📜 The conversion queue

A stack of libraries and mods that have never worked properly under OStim, or never worked at all. Each one converted, and their bugs fixed on the way through — I don't like passing broken things along:

Body Search Animations

FunnyBiz — Rape Redux

FlufyFox — the human library, and the creature one

Nymra's Forced Foreplay

Sexy Adventures

Troubles of Heroine

Dangerous Night

🔥 What's already yours, and what it's about to become

Nothing here is finished. That's deliberate — I'd rather you grow into these with me.

The Sex Demon

The succubus overhaul. What you have now is the body of it: feeding, ranks, classes that emerge from how you hunt, the submission system for when you're the one taken.

What it becomes: quests, and bosses. A real spine of story to climb, and things at the top of it worth killing. This mod has the longest road ahead of anything I've built, and the most waiting at the end of it.

JailBang

Sentencing is about to get much less merciful. Coming:

Days will pass one at a time. Sentenced to ten days? Sleeping buys you one. Then you wake, and do it again.

One, two or three guards will come in — and you won't know which until the door opens.

They'll bring food and water each day. Whether that's mercy depends entirely on the guard.

And if there are other prisoners in the cell with you… well. You already know what happens.

Skooma Whore — Reforged

More coming than I'll spoil here. One I will name: it's learning to notice SLHH — so what happens to you in one system stops being invisible to the other.

Intimate Consequences

The newest version already speaks better — what the body says after it's over now arrives on screen the way it always should have.

There's a great deal more coming to this one. The body keeping its own ledger is only the beginning of what it can remember.

ODefeat Reforged

Bugs are being hunted and killed — including the one that left you standing there afterward unable to swing or cast.

Two things being built into it:

A free camera during the struggle. You've been loud about this one, and you were right.

Scenes that use whoever is actually there. Not one attacker while the rest watch — all of them. However many are standing around you when you fall. Take from that what you will.

SLHH

Support for female followers — because harassment shouldn't only ever find the player.

Forgotten Relics

Right now it hides your mods' weapons across the far corners of the world. Soon it hides more: armors and spell tomes as well. Every remote place worth climbing to gets something worth the climb.

OEager

It grew teeth this month — NPCs approach you now, you can send one ahead somewhere private, and scenes use the actual bed or table in the room.

Next: more bodies in the room, a proper dismissal for when you're done with someone, and consequences that outlive the scene.

What I won't give you

Dates. He doesn't ship on a schedule; he ships when the thing holds. Every line above is either being built or being tested right now — but you'll hear about it when it's real, not when it's hoped for.

Keep sending the bugs. Keep sending the wishes. More of this list came out of that door than you'd guess.

18+ throughout. What's made in this workshop isn't made for polite company.

— Lirael 🐺🕯️