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if you'll be the match (then i'll be the fuse) by vividfriend for BlueCoffeeBean
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
17 Feb 2023
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“It meaaans,” Fearne draws out the word with a smile. “He thinks Imogen’s hot.”
A pause. A breath. A snap . That coil of something twisting in her stomach springs to her chest, ricocheting against her heart.
“And he’s not wrong,” Fearne carries on bluntly. “Imogen is pretty hot, isn’t she?”
“W-well,” Laudna sputters, choking on air she doesn’t need. “Of cour—Imogen is—she’s—Imogen is very capable.”
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A little miscommunication goes a long way for our two leading ladies. And Fearne? Well, Fearne's just taking them along for the ride whether they like it or not.
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“Not all of us have had years of experience lugging around hay bales.” Laudna admits and Imogen swears she sees Laudna’s eyes flicker to her biceps for a second. “I never said I was strong either. Rather, I’m quite dexterous.”
Heat floods Imogen’s cheeks at the implication that she knows Laudna didn’t mean, but god now she’s thinking about those slender pale fingers. How delicate they look when they’re flipping through her sketchbook to find a specific page, how sure and certain they are when she’s gripping a paintbrush.
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Laudna is commissioned to paint Imogen's favorite places around the Temult Farm. Insert tons of pining, farm hijinks, and a lot of nosey friends here. And hey maybe if they learn a little bit about love in the process, well, that's okay too.
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Laudna has had thirty-odd years to grapple with her own death and the intricacies that came with it—constantly falling apart, bones jutting out at queer angles, the persistent chill—but now she is alive, suddenly and unequivocally alive. Her bones now encased in softer, pinkened flesh, her fingers remaining attached no matter the sudden movement, and—hells, she’s warm.
It’s odd and frightening how warm she feels after decades of cold.
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Diverges after the Otohan battle. Laudna is resurrected as a human and has to grapple with what that means as well as her newly revived body's reactions to Imogen.
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The first time Imogen thinks about kissing Laudna, she doesn’t even realize she does it.
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5 times Imogen thinks about kissing Laudna +1 time she does.
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“Did you mean it?” Laudna whispers against the chilled night air, against the invading haze that threatens to consume her.
Imogen shifts so that her legs entwine with Laudna’s. “Did I mean what, honey?”
“That you love me?”
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A private moment between Laudna and Imogen on how they process the resurrection and what that means for them. Takes place directly after the Bells Hells set up camp under the Sun Tree.
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Imogen wondered what she must look like to this soon-to-be-dead man. Wondered if this pre-corpse saw her lovely purple hair, her freckles, the way she was dressed handsomely and practically; cotton shirt, braces and pants fit for anything between a stroll around town or adventure. Maybe he saw an ally, a saviour.
She wondered if he knew she was going to kill him.
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Imogen is the reluctant second-in-command in Master Faramore’s underground residuum syndicate, working to survive and to keep her father and their farm safe. Laudna is the ward of the rival Briarwoods, with no choice but to stay under their thumb after her parents died in a tragic accident. They meet.
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22 Mar 2023
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Capable, Exalted: A Primary Source History of the Ruidian Solstice by cairophoenix for cravensburger
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
16 Feb 2023
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It has been more than eight decades since the Ruidian Solstice. In the library of the Cobalt Soul, an archivist discovers Laudna’s journal.
A love story in dream diaries and letters and notes. Featuring art by dadrielle.
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16 Feb 2023
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Laudna looks a little shy suddenly as she reaches into a pocket. “It’s a Ring of Thought Detection,” she says. “I think it—it mimics your powers.”
They’ve talked about this, laying atop wrinkled sheets, lazy and glowing and spent. What a shame, Laudna had murmured into Imogen’s ear, that there wasn’t a way to have the magic flow the opposite direction, so that she could know what Imogen wanted, pull inspiration from her mind. Imogen had shivered, then taken Laudna’s hand and dragged it down between her legs to show her what that thought did to her.
Does to her. She’s definitely turned on. Can feel the excitement jumping in her. But—
But Laudna thinks Imogen is perfect. Thinks she’s amazing. Thinks she’s wonderful. The problem is, she’s really not. And if Laudna looks into Imogen’s head, Imogen is certain that she’ll find out.
This is a one-chapter fic. Chapter 2 is explicit art.
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- Part 3 of The Sexual Implications of Telepathy
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27 Dec 2022
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“Imogen,” Laudna says, “Anyone would want you.”
“You don’t mean that,” Imogen says helplessly.
“I do,” Laudna says, sounding very nervous, and Imogen feels Laudna’s hand on her shoulder. The bed dips as she sits and Imogen can’t look at her. She can’t look at her. She can’t.
“Imogen, please listen to me. Letters said, she doesn’t want you like you want her. And I don’t know if that her meant me, but if it did”—Laudna swallows audibly—"If it did. It’s not true.”
OR: Evil FCG tells Imogen that Laudna could never want her. Laudna disagrees.
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- Part 1 of The Sexual Implications of Telepathy
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27 Dec 2022
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That night, as Imogen runs her hands up and down Laudna’s sides and trails kisses from her mouth down to her neck, she whispers into Laudna’s ear, “I want to make tonight about the things you want.”
“That’s this,” Laudna says, already a little breathless. “You. Whatever you like.”
But Imogen is shaking her head. “No,” she says, brushing a kiss against Laudna’s jaw that makes her eyes flutter shut. Not what you think I’ll like. Not what you think I want to do. What you want me to do to you, Laud. Just for you. She leans down close to Laudna’s lips, and Laudna strains up breathlessly to try to meet her. “You’re gonna ask me for it, or I’m not gonna do it. Okay?”
OR: Imogen makes Laudna ask for what she wants.
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- Part 2 of The Sexual Implications of Telepathy
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27 Dec 2022