7 Works in Dom Imogen Temult
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Imogen smiled, fingers digging into Beau’s braid as she pulled her head back. “Do you want a kiss now?”
Beau nodded, heart racing in her chest.
“Beg for it.”
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Imogen and Laudna talk about the various difficulties of having to fight for control all the time, Imogen against herself and Laudna against Delilah Briarwood. Turns out, their desired coping mechanisms are perfectly suited to each other.
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Let the Red Storm Take Me (Where Thunder Finds You Soft) by RaineMae
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
17 Jul 2025
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Imogen’s storm is rising again, but this time, she doesn’t want to hold it back. Not with Laudna. Not when the woman she loves looks at her like she’s something holy.
In the quiet after another long day, desire simmers between lightning and decay, between trembling hands and undead skin. There’s faith here: not in gods, but in each other. And maybe, just maybe, that’s enough.
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Don't Come Up for Air (You Won't Need it Here) by MxArcana
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
26 Apr 2025
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“Laudna” Imogen says, quietly but firmly and Laudna snaps her mouth closed, feeling a shiver go through her at the familiar tone.
Imogen steps in front of her, gazing at her fondly. She tucks a strand of white hair behind Laudna's ear and kisses her gently on the forehead. “Just let me take care of you, darlin’,” she whispers, and Laudna feels warmth spread through her, starting soft and molten in her chest, then spreading lower.
Laudna already feels her mind sinking into that hazy place it goes whenever Imogen takes control like this.
Imogen will take care of her. All Laudna has to do is feel.
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Imogen brushes Laudna's hair. Kinky smut ensues.
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I debated if I should upload this in parts or in full. I decided in full. It's basically smut in the last half.
I apologise for the layout.
Imogen has been entering Laudna's dreams without permission. Fuck around and find out I guess. There's not really a plot... sorry not sorry.
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The spectral, featherlight touch of a finger running up her calf and thigh, over her skirt. Laudna’s breath hitches and she glances over at Imogen. She's watching her with slightly darkened cheeks and even darker eyes.
Wanna play, darlin’? Imogen asks in her head.
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The one where Imogen teases Laudna.
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Imogen’s head is swimming.
aka the fic where Imogen realises her control over Laudna’s mental state when she denies getting her off, and has a little power trip from having influence over the external thoughts and feelings that share the space of her mind.