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seidraikiri · 3 months
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all the stottlemeyer/monk fics i've written:
*more under the cut.
i. an old watch with no parts to fix it (2,4k)
Rating: Gen
Tags: Whump, Angst, Pre-Slash, Realization of Feelings.
Summary: No one likes to start their day off on a odd number.
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ii. no miracle can bring the 'stache back (563)
Rating: Gen
Tags: Established Relationship, Slash, Kissing, Teasing, post-s07e09.
Summary: Turns out, Monk doesn't want the Captain's 'stache gone as much as he'd initially thought.
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iii. just a little wordplay (1,7k)
Rating: Gen
Tags: Established Relationship, Slash, Caught in the Act, Innuendo, post-s07e10.
Summary: A twist to Mr. Monk and the Other Brother.
“And bring your handcuffs.”
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iv. a friendly word of advice (2,6k)
Rating: Gen
Tags: protective leland stottlemeyer, semi-estbalished relationship, post-s08e14, hurt/comfort.
Summary: Captain Stottlemeyer hears of a little rumor, one he doesn't like one bit.
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v. hydrogen (6,4k)
Rating: Mature
Tags: Telepathy, Angst, Pre-Slash, Hurt/Comfort, Realization of Feelings, Panic Attack.
Summary: In which Monk is a telepath and gets more than he bargained for.
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vi. Room 103 (1,3k)
Rating: Teen
Tags: Mistaken for Being In A Relationship, Pre-Slash.
Summary: A suite upgrade then, for your partner and yourself?"
Partner? Leland thinks.
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vii. an itch to scratch (3,6k)
Rating: Explicit
Tags: A/B/O dynamics, Porn with (little) Plot, Overstimulation, Praise Kink, Strength Kink.
Summary: Leland's always been a giver.
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viii. the day erased (1,5k)
Rating: Gen
Tags: Light Angst, Pining, Pre-Slash, Comfort.
Summary: It's a late work day and Monk decides to keep the Captain company.
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ix. a knee jerk reaction (2,2k)
Rating: Gen
Tags: Jealous Leland Stottlemeyer, Post-Season 8, No Spoilers for Season 8, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Mutual Pining, Resolved Romantic Tension.
Summary: Leland doesn't overreact. He really doesn't.
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x. 20:20 vision (3,4k)
Rating: Gen
Tags: Shooting Range, Pre-Canon, Pre-Slash, Pining Leland Stottlemeyer.
Summary: They all watch, mesmerized, as all of Monk's shots hit every single moving target with perfectly centered 10's.
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xi. hello, detective. (1,9k)
Rating: Gen
Tags: Pining, Living Together, Pre-Slash, Flirting, Jealous Leland Stottlemeyer, Oblvious Adrian Monk.
Summary: If you don't make the move, someone else always will.
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xii. quite the endorphin (2,4k)
Rating: Mature
Tags: Touch-Starved Leland Stottlemeyer, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Pining, Pre-Slash, Post-Divorce.
Summary: Letting off some steam is the perfect way to get a little less wound up after a not so great day.
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xiii. happy shedding season (2,7k)
Rating: Gen
Tags: Catboy AU, Inspired by Fanart, Fluff, Humor, Fur Brushing, Cat Ears, Established Relationship, Obsessive Cleaning, Cat Tails.
Summary: Monk's having a tough time keeping everything pristine clean.
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xiv. how to make a chicken pot pie (1,4k)
*new
Rating: Teen
Tags: Established Relationship, Cooking, Domestic Bliss, Living Together, Kissing.
Summary: It's chicken pot pie Tuesday. Leland gets a little distracted.
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xv. wake-up call (2,8k)
*new
Rating: Gen
Tags: Crush at First Sight, Pre-Slash, Neighbors AU.
Summary: Who in their right mind vacuums everyday at four in the damn morning? No one, that's who.
Leland's new neighbour seems to be an exception to that.
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xvi. right angles (2,5k)
*new
Rating: Teen
Tags: Outsider POV, Married Leland Stottlemeyer/Adrian Monk, Established Relationship, Slash.
Summary: Harry doesn't mind Mr. Monk. He's a model neighbour - he minds his business, keeps to himself and occasionally lends a helping hand. But he wishes the guy would stop arranging the lawn chairs.
Or, at least, that's what his fiancée wants. Which means he does too.
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saxophone-kraken · 3 years
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what’s he looking at???
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anathemafiction · 2 years
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I posted 308 times in 2021
232 posts created (75%)
76 posts reblogged (25%)
For every post I created, I reblogged 0.3 posts.
I added 618 tags in 2021
#the golden rose - 249 posts
#asks - 80 posts
#mc - 46 posts
#anonymous - 40 posts
#fanart - 36 posts
#rambles - 36 posts
#alessa - 34 posts
#hadrian - 33 posts
#personal - 32 posts
#progress update - 32 posts
Longest Tag: 129 characters
#i still want to test a few more things and i haven't had as much free time as i wish so i'm expanding the testing phase for a bit
My Top Posts in 2021
#5
I heard back from Hosted Games!
And The Golden Rose's submission has officially been received! I'll admit, I was growing a tiny bit worried about the lack of a reply, thinking that maybe I messed up the submission in some way, so I almost squealed when I saw the email notification. 😄
Next, the game is being sent to Content Review. I reckon this is when they read the Rose and send me back their review along with anything I need to alter - which I hope won't be too much! This is the first time any of my work will be "professionally reviewed" and it is intimidating! But a part of me is also really curious about what they're going to say. Is my work worth publishing? Isn't that the golden question.
There is a bit of a queue, however - which is great, it means a lot of games are coming out! - and the Rose is quite a big game (one million and two hundred thousand words long) so I expect this process will take a while.
In the meanwhile, they sent me some supplementary documents to read and a list of assets they need from me before publication. I'll read everything carefully tomorrow, but I expect to start working on the outline for Book 2 on Monday. The writing itch has been increasingly harder to ignore. I've been doing so much reading lately, it makes me want to grab a pen even more!
So that is all! One more step forward. Patience truly is a virtue, one that I have always struggled with, so of course, life decided to put me to the test once more xD
Have a great rest of the week! 🌹
398 notes • Posted 2021-08-19 22:39:12 GMT
#4
Announcement
Hello, everyone! I've been wanting to make this post for a while, but I wanted to be sure before I shared anything, for only a fool makes the same mistake twice - and this one, in a row. 
As you may be aware, I did two weeks of beta testing with close to 45 wonderful testers participating. And the reviews were overwhelmingly positive (seriously, you guys gave me such a boost in confidence 😭). It made me even more eager to share this game with everyone - to read all your thoughts and reactions about it. 
However. However, three of those testers said something that cut me deep. Because the hardest criticism to hear is the one that deep down, you agree with. They told me that the ending was lacking. Not because of the content, but because it cut abruptly. It left them wanting for more, but not in the satisfying way you feel after a big, hearty meal. Looking forward to trying more dishes from the same cook. It left them looking for more as in: I am almost full, but something is missing still. 
I picked the cut-off point between Book 1 and 2 based on an image I had in my head - a mix of red and blue in a dramatic blaze. But, I realized as I read the reviews of these three testers, that I picked the cut-off point wrong. 
It needs more. The book needs one final chapter. 
And it is such an easy fix. What would be the beginning of Book 2 is now the end of the first one. So, I left my self-pitying aside and did what I love to do. I wrote! And have thus finished the first draft of Chapter 8 - the new final chapter. 
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And... I love it. I am in love with it. Chapter 6 was my previous favorite chapter, but this one now takes the cake. It ties the whole book together so much more perfectly, with threads and clues coming united and how did I not realize this sooner? Why did I ever consider releasing the Book as it was before? I cannot stress how important it is to have fresh eyes looking at your work. 
Because I have all the answers in my head, everything makes sense to me. So, in my eyes, the first ending would have been perfect - because I had knowledge that, of course, the readers can't have! It seems so simple, but after you work on something alone for so many months, it's so easy to fall into this trap. This is a mistake I am vowing never to commit again. 
I am beyond grateful to my testers. They allowed me to craft this first Book into what it should have been all along. So much so that I'm embarrassed now about the whole beta process altogether - for I showed what I now consider an incomplete game to all of these wonderful people. 
All of this to say? I need about an extra month/month and a half to truly finish The Golden Rose. I am not done yet, as I have foolishly announced before. 
I know this will probably disappoint some of you - and you have every right to feel so. I am really sorry. I've been getting so many messages of support and excitement about the game, and I appreciate them so much. So it's with a very heavy heart that I'm telling you that I need more time. 
But, on the bright side, you'll have a longer game and more content to play once it does come out! 95% of the game is DONE - as in, coded and edited and shining. I've fixed all the continuity errors, all the bugs, and while I'm sure some typos have slipped through the cracks, at least the most outrageous ones are corrected too. 
The Rose is so close to being ready - I just need to add its finishing touches. And it will be such a better book because of them. 
Because I want to be completely transparent, I'll share my to-do list before submitting the game:
Finish the second draft of chapter 8 and the new Epilogue.
Write all the suggestions/expansion of choices from my beta testers.
Put it all into code.
Do one week of extensive playtesting.
Storytelling is one hell of a craft. It's a difficult one, oftentimes, a cruel one too. But it's one that, as long as you practice it, you get better. It may take months and years, it may be so slow, it seems as if you stand perpetually in the same place. But you get better. 
I've learned a lot, and I hope to continue learning even more. This was a particularly hard lesson to learn. A hard one to accept. One more chapter. I hope you all can understand. 
Have a great week, everyone! And I'll be sharing all the progress I make. I'm so EXCITED to start writing the second draft!!!! 🌹
426 notes • Posted 2021-05-11 16:31:02 GMT
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Hadrians heart rate when mc leans against him on the horse
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Hadrians heart rate when mc holds his hands afterwards
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His back is so straight, it could be made of stone.
Hadrian barely dares to breathe, the only air allowed out is through the tiniest crack in his lips. His face is heating, both from the pressure in his lungs and the intensity of your proximity.
Lord in Heaven.
He shouldn't have invited you to ride with him, but he had to. Billy seemed exhausted, and Hadrian couldn't bear to see you walk. Not after the roughness of the road, not after the bandits and that sword that had come so close to-
Hadrian briefly closes his eyes as you shift in front of him. Your legs on the saddle brush against his tighs, and Lord, he should have just given you Elly. He could have walked, why didn't he think it? But as his fingers tighten on the reigns, a small voice at the back of his head, a treasonous, sinful, undeserving voice whispers that he lies to himself. That he wouldn't have it any other way, now would he? The false decent of man that he is.
"... and beyond, the harbor."
Alessa's voice snaps him out of his thoughts, and Hadrian opens his eyes to the night once again. Tarragona materializes in front of him, the road starting to ascend to the top of a hill.
Hadrian shakes his head. There are more important things to worry about. Like the maps, and this Rafael, and the fact that both you and Alessa kept him in the dark for so long. You don't trust him, he tells himself for the hundredth time. A dark wave starts to spill over his thoughts as Hadrian's eyes darken. You don't trust him, and why should you?
The road is steeper, Elly's hooves struggle for a moment, and you fall back on the saddle. Hadrian doesn't have time to process as a warm weight presses on his chest. It's not sudden but gradual, like the shift of slow-moving sands in the landscape of a desert. You don't clash against him, but melt instead, first your lower back, then your shoulder blades, and then his head is spinning when the back of your skull rests just between his collar bones.
His hands freeze on the reigns, his eyes fly open and if there's sand in his thoughts, there is sand right now in his throat and his ears and his tongue because they all feel numb and rough and Father from above, he can smell your hair and it sends his already spinning thoughts into a violent whirlwind.
He can feel his body locking, and vaguely, between the madness, he can feel you stiffing too. Can feel your hands twisting, can feel you start to lean away-
Hadrian lets out a sharp exhale. He's an idiot, one that you don't trust, but he's not as big an idiot as to let this go. His arms bend, and tentatively, feeling the tips of his ears burn with the fire of a thousand suns, he rests one hand against your stomach. He feels your intake of breath through both his fingertips and his chest, and he smiles, then, when you nuzzle closer still.
Father, you bless me.
His chin rests on top of your head, and Hadrian decides that he's done thinking. You're in his arms, on top of Elly, and the city doesn't look as menacing as before.
"The road eventually drives towards the sea." Alessa's voice cuts through the silence like a knife. She is staring with narrowed eyes. "But we will go east, find our way into the residential district."
His smile doesn't waver. He's done thinking. He can't. Not as his thoughts are made of senses, and those... those can feel nothing beyond you.
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Your arms are wrapped around her, and Alessa does not mean to, but she can feel her spine lose its strength. Even as she rests against you, Alessa tries to keep her composure, tries to keep from making a complete fool of herself.
You hum faintly, the vibrations traveling from your chest and spreading through her back like the quakes following the step of a giant. And your voice tingles against her ear in a lazy rush that nonetheless makes a shiver run down her spine, and Alessa does not mean to. But whatever little distance her pride had forced her to keep disappears as she melts against you.
'Tis such a warm night, and tiredness looms too closely at the edges of her sight, and she did not mean to. But a sigh leaves her parted lips as you tuck her in, your warmth not unpleasant, your closeness much too safe and she is a fool, but Alessa decides then, that for the ride, just for this ride, she will not mind it so.
She will not mind it as the Devil's Bridge comes into view. She will not mind it as Kroner walks through the streets of Tarragona, with shadows on the corners and buildings with too many windows, too many possible hidden eyes. She will not mind it, she commands herself through clenched teeth and restless fingers. She will-
Your hands suddenly envelop her own. Alessa blinks and looks down to see your fingers intertwining with hers, your thumb making little soothing circles against her skin. The leather of the reigns feels too rough as she clenches them tight, as she instinctively locks all her joints and feels adrenaline spike as if she's rushing for combat.
She is too cold, she knows. Too cold because your hands, so comforting, lose their confidence. Alessa can feel your hesitance, and above all, in this short moment, in this ride she did not plan but can never regret, Alessa wishes to reassure you.
So, stiffly, always too stiff, she grabs your hands back and accepts your touch. Your cheek brushes her forehead, and she almost swears she can feel you smiling.
Fool.
But so is she, because Alessa smiles a secret smile as her muscles lose all tension and you intertwine as closely as your hands. Her fingertips find your wrist, and in there, she seeks the soft, faint rhythm of your heart. She cannot feel it on her back, beating through your chest, but Alessa imagines that she does. She imagines the sound pouncing in tandem with the one on your wrist, the vibrations enveloping her in a strange, new reality.
They pull her down, away from her doubts and fears. Away from her worries and thoughts of treasures stolen by bitter former allies.
The inn is right ahead, but Alessa wishes that the road could somehow stretch, that time could slow or even halt altogether. Her skin is too cold, she knows. It always is. But in your hands, she can feel it warm. And in your arms, she can feel herself calm.
And with your breathing in her ears and your pulse in her hands, Alessa lets herself go.
For a while. Just for this ride.
465 notes • Posted 2021-09-07 16:11:56 GMT
#2
Finished The Golden Rose
It is done. The whole game is written, edited, and coded. It took me four more months than I expected - I wanted to have reached this stage before the turn of the year - but then again, I never did anticipate reaching the million-word count.
When I started writing the Rose, the one thing I wanted was to make a game that I would like to have played. And I can say, proudly, that it is. I hope you'll all like it, of course, but at least I managed to meet my very first and most important goal.
Next, it follows the Beta testing. I think I will run it for about two weeks. I am... very nervous about it. The thought of people actually playing the whole game is both terrifying and exhilarating. I'll probably shake when those first reactions arrive 😩.
This is not a call for beta testers! I need to organize myself first. So please, don't send me applications yet!
The ship is not yet quite docked, but firm land is on sight. And what a journey it has been, uh? I hope the week goes amazing to you all! 🌹
595 notes • Posted 2021-04-11 15:48:01 GMT
#1
Submitted The Golden Rose
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It is done. The edits are finished, the email is sent, and this project, this passion, this behemoth of an undertaking is thus completed. 
I can still barely believe it. 
I know there's still road to walk before publication, but right now, I feel like it's out of my hands. The Rose has gained wings, and it flies away from me. And I cannot wait until it's there for you all to see. 
I want to thank everyone who walked with me along this journey, either from the very beginning, when we were all still starry-eyed travelers and had no idea how many miles stretched before us. Or those who joined recently, lending me your enthusiasm, making me strengthen my weary spirit. 
I know it sounds so cheap and cliche, but I could never have done this without all your support. I mean it. I know the blog has been terribly quiet since I've been 100% focused on finishing Book One, on accomplishing exactly this: submitting the game. But all the likes on my progress update posts, all the comments and reblogs, and the supportive asks. It all meant so much. 
I've said before how writing can be so incredibly lonely, but you have all made it that it wasn't. Somehow, by some miracle, it really wasn't. 
So, thank you. Thank you so very much. 
I'll have a few moments of rest in the shade, allow my blistering feet to heal for a bit. Maybe listen to the wind rustling the tree leaves, and feel its touch on my heated skin. I'll allow myself to close my eyes and watch the sunlight through the thin layer of my eyelids. I'll rest this burden for a while. Just a little while. 
Because I've been dreaming of Book 2, and I feel its pull. So I'll take a rest. I'll take a respite. Before straightening up and continue on that road that goes forever forward, chasing the impossible line of the horizon. 
Have a great weekend everyone! 🌹
940 notes • Posted 2021-07-30 21:11:54 GMT
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