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convallariacrow · 8 months

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#god i love them so much #laudna #imogen #critical role #critical role fanart #imodna #laudna my beloved #i miss them #aihdihnfsknkscojdankda

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thewhalelord · 2 months

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“I can take it and put it inside of me…”

#critical role #critical role fanart #critical role campaign 3 #bells hells #crit role #cr laudna #laudna #delilah briarwood #imodna #i don’t smoke and Laudna my beloved #my art #UGHHHGH

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dragonspawn9000 · 7 months

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What I learned from the latest 4-sided dive

#please ignore the shitty quality #I made this in 2 minutes #imodna #critical role spoilers #4 sided dive #laudna #imogen temult #laura bailey #mine #critical role #imogen my beloved

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noelwho · 5 months

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“Will you be an anarchist with me?”

#critical role #bells hells #cr3 #laudna #imogen temult #fearne calloway #marisha ray #laura bailey #ashley johnson #witches be bitches #witches #fearne my beloved #fearne critical role #imodna #imogen critical role #cr laudna #critical role campaign 3 #boygenius

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sgt-farron · 1 year

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Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble

#laudna #fearne calloway #imogen temult #my art #cr3 #critical role #these three are so deliciously monstrous and are so beloved #witches after my own heart #witches be bitches #tw body horror #can we talk more about fey wild fearne as well please because that was so hot

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chaosgenasi · 1 year

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True bravery is to stand in the face of fear and doubt and march ever on. True bravery inspires others to fall in line behind you and defy their illusions.

#critical role #criticalroleedit #critical role spoilers #cr spoilers #ashton greymoore #imogen temult #taliesin jaffe #laura bailey #cr3 #bells hells #basil.gif #ashton #imogen #ashton my BELOVED. i love their character growth with eshteross especially like. mistrust to telling him about hexum just before he died #to this. it's so good #not to mention imogen !!! i love their friendship & that mutual sort of understanding? like laudna & ashton have all these parallels #but idk i love team migraine who both have chaotic powers and overwhelming brains and so much rage

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shadydruid · 1 year

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Happy New Year! 🎄🌸

#critical role #critical role fanart #bells hells #critical role campaign 3 #critical role spoilers #cr imogen #imodna #imogen x laudna #critical role imogen #southern gothic #fearne my beloved #fearne fanart #fearne critical role #cr fearne #fearne calloway #laudnogen #laudna x imogen #cr laudna #laudna

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vaerkhaos · 1 year

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#dnd #laudna #critical role #critical role fanart #cr fanart #cr #laudna my beloved #i need to catch up im so far behind

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unicyclehippo · 7 months

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‘you know i’m like this all the way down, don’t you? it isn’t - it isn’t an act, i do laugh it off sometimes dear, it can be terribly funny but. i am like this. forever. and it’s—could you—do you think you might be able to withstand that for a long time? i should like to be with you for a long time but it would depend on - on when you get exhausted, you see, because i must live with this or - ha - not live with, i suppose, but survive, contend, with this for however long i shall live but you, well.’ laudna’s twists her face into graceful acceptance. soft, understanding, hardly sad at all. it’s very easy to do, once you have the trick of it. ‘you needn’t. deal with this. the bark and the hair and the nails. the popping joints. the ichor, the aches, the smell, the stares, the rot.’ the word drops between them, gross, embarrassing, like she’d spat by accident. her teeth are hatesharp in her mouth. ‘the teeth,’ she adds.

imogen looks up from the book she studies with such careful, wonderful intent. so smart. she quirks a brow, amused. ‘i know what you are, laud. you forget we’ve been travellin’ together awhile now?’

‘no, no.’ her stomach twists, her hands twist, knot, roots. so is she, rooted in place. ‘i know, dear, i only mean to remind you—should you need a moment to yourself, or, or should something in particular sicken you—‘

‘laudna.’

she sinks low. imogen isn’t listening. of course not. she is kind. she lo-hmm. yes, well, laudna can surmise imogen likely loves her. which is, well, lovely! but they haven’t been in love for very long and laudna has never done it before, romance, love, but she knows herself. how she clings to things. she knows herself. love to her is like…tar. sticky and black, bubbling and pouring up and up around their ankles their calves their knees her beautiful knees. if imogen doesn’t know that now then gods help her, what if she drowns her—them—in it? and she would, imogen would stay with her she would be pleased by it, even, because she loves her, but there is something wrong with it. impossible to know if it has always been this or if it’s all the death and the accessories she’s obtained through it—lady d, trauma, blah blah blah—but she thinks she has a capacity for love like a pyre, grease-fire and rising choking smoke; like a hungry dog, snapbite shut around the hand outstretched. and she knows what she wants for imogen, the kind of love she deserves, and how far it is from what she has to offer.

‘what are you afraid of, honey?’

laudna nibbles at her bottom lip. she takes up the bone she has been carving and turns it between her fingers, not wanting to see the moment imogen sees her, maskless, exposed.

‘i want to hold you until we both die,’ laudna says, sad and sweet. ‘i want to lay down in a grave with you side by side and i shall never move again and every worm that comes to eat us up will be little versions of us, because they’ve fed on us, and they will be in love and they’ll feed all the farms and chickens and we’ll be a thousand souls in love. i want to open up your scars and see what is under your skin, what your magic does under there. i want,’ she says, and folds her elbows close to her rotten chest, folds herself small, words small, so not a page stirs, not another soul could be stirred by what she admits. ‘i want to taste it. i want to grow into a tree and grow around you like armour like a second skin so you are always safe and maybe grow taproots, grow into you. through you. i want you as part of me forever. i want to touch you, i want to always be touching you, i want you to never be able to move without feeling me beside you, i want you to crack me open and see how vile it is inside of me and plunge in neck deep and when you struggle to get out, i want to hold on.’ she pauses. ‘i want to dislocate my jaw.’

imogen sits very still. her eyes very dark. she lets out a slow breath, pink tongue flicking out to wet her lips. ‘what-‘ she clears her throat. ‘what does that last one have to do with me?’

‘it doesn’t really. but. i’ll always be quite horrible to be around and i want you to be with me anyway.’

#prompt fill #tagging my stories #imodna my beloveds #um gay people & the things they say to seduce one another i guess #lowkey like body horror elements I guess idk just typical laudna stuff

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ohnoohdeer · 7 months

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Laudna: I toss Pâté to Imogen

Imogen: