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SPOILERS FOR CRITICAL ROLE EPISODE 65!!
SORRY FOR THE LOW QUALITY ITS THE ONLY WAY TUMBLR WOULD LET ME UPLOAD IT BUT HERE IS THE EDITED CLIP OF THE IMODNA KISS + MORE IMODNA TALK AFTER IT AND THE DELILAH THING
I feel like this sums up this episode so far
Just an addition. I am so fucking mad
I feel like this sums up this episode so far
They had their own space, Fearne had insisted on it when they were all settling in for the night. Curtained off and blanketed with magic, Laudna felt herself relax a timy bit more as each second passed.
No longer in Whitestone, no longer in the forest or in the tunnels, no longer standing there and watching as Ashton fell to pieces and reformed as a whole.
No longer running, hiding, wishing.
The feywild felt comfortable now, as strange as it could be, and even more so came the comfort of the person there with her.
Imogen had been a bit quiet with her, though she kept fairly close and hugged her or held her hand whenever she could, and it was a bit unsettling. Even so, just having her close enough to hear her breathing and feel her warmth did more to soothe Laudna than anything else.
It didn't stop the anxiety, though, didn't stop the roiling upset in her gut at the possibility of her being upset.
'Of course she's upset. You ran away like a frightened rabbit and then fled once more when you were nearly in her grasp.' A voice so like Delilah's echoed in her mind but it was warped, a facade of herself molded to fit the image. 'You also didn't make her a gift. Ashton got it all, your rage and fear, but also enough affection for a doll to be made. What about her?'
No, no, that was all wrong, all upside down. Imogen was important, Imogen was her heart, the pain of love was harsh but the warmth she provided soothed any ache.
"Imogen." Her name warbled out without thought, cautious and trembling. The moment it did, Imogen's head shot up from where she'd been focused on looking for something in her bag, brow creased with concern.
"You alright, Laudna?" As she asked, one hand reached out to cup Laudna's cheek, thumb brushing gently across her skin. She sank into the touch, turning so insistently towards her that she thought she might fall from where she sat on the bed. "Do you feel any better out here?"
"Hmm yes, I think I do." It wasn't a lie, not really, but she still felt fractured, fragile. Still that wasn't what she'd spoken for, so she shook her head, pulling away from the hand and ignoring the way her neck twitched. "Are you.. angry? I didn't mean to run, well I did but not from you, not really, I did but I didn't. I couldn't hurt you, never, but she.. I would have killed them and I don't know what.."
The statement ended in a whimper, mind warping and pulling back in the same moment her body did, curling into a ball as she closed her eyes.
"Laud, hey, darlin', I'm not mad at you, I promise." A promise made, not to be broken. Right? No, yes, she trusted Imogen. Her head twitched to the side, feeling warmth against her cheeks as hands cradled it. "I was worried, and scared, but not angry."
"I scared you?" Laudna's voice was so small, wobbling and cracking and making her feel as if she was just crawling out of the ruins of her old life again, like the scar on her neck still burned with each unnecessary breath.
"No! No, sweetheart, no, you don't scare me, I'll never be scared of you." The bed dipped as Imogen kneeled next to her, and Laudna immediately pitched to the side, shivering as arms wrapped tightly around her. A kiss pressed to her forehead and something slid home in her heart. "I was so scared you were gone, that I'd lost you or that you'd been hurt or.."
Taken over, dead, any number of things could have ended that statement but Imogen let it die on her tongue with a shiver.
"I'm sorry I didn't make you a doll. I thought... she said he was a child, I like children and dolls... they should have one, so I don't hurt them."
"It’s okay, Laud, I get it. Besides, you could make me a doll any time. I'm not goin anywhere." Another kiss, this one to the top of her head. "Come on, lets get comfortable, yea? I think we both could use some rest."
"But we just got here, the others... we should be out there too."
"Later. They can wait a bit, I don't care about anythin other than you right now." The truth in Imogen's statement was reflected in her eyes, solid and serious and caring. "Will you lay down with me? Is that alright?"
Oh it was her choice, always hers. No forced pushing her, no nudges or insistance or orders. Just Imogen, waiting and watching with an openness that said she would do whatever Laudna wanted, whatever she needed.
A part of her still wanted to kill him, to latch on and consume their life essence until they crumbled into dust. The larger part, the one that clung to Imogen and nodded, knew that what she truly needed was the opposite of violence and death.
So they lay, reclining onto the bed with Imogen pulling her close. It wasn’t enough, never enough, so Laudna crawled a little closer, curling up into a ball on top of her girlfriend with her head tucked up against her chest. A little huffed gasp left Imogen as she settled, surprised hands moving to catch her, always to catch her, so she could hold her without moving her too much.
A hand rubbed at her back as another kiss pressed to her head, the world condensing down into that moment, that spot, and maybe Laudna knew why love was so worth it again.
Literally love this so much omg.
It’s crazy how intense Imogen and Laudna’s relationship can be and yet it’s still extremely soft and light and warm despite Delilah and all the moon shit happening.
They are just two fucked up bitches who have both been emotionally manipulated by weird people in their heads (Delilah + Otohan and Lilliana and also kinda ludinus?) but they still have fallen in love and have one of the deepest connections I’ve seen in a while.
Of course laudna felt extremely betrayed by Ashton, all her life she’s had a voice in her head telling her to trust no one, and convincing her that everyone was going to betray her eventually so why talk to them in the first place. She put her trust in this group, finally realizing maybe not everyone would betray her. And yet he did. He betrayed the group. He betrayed her. He betrayed Fearne. And that hurts.
And of course she was worried that Imogen was mad. She ran off in the woods, she spent a whole night with Delilah.
But Imogen is soft with Laudna, she understands the thoughts in laudnas brain. She has such a deep connection with her in that they actively were listening to eachothers thoughts and speaking in eachothers minds all the time. So she understands how Laudna feels. And also when she immediately noticed Laudna was off (probably because she had been talking to Delilah a LOT-I noticed the small change in Laudna as well) just further proves how well Imogen knows her.
They are anchors for eachother, tethers to make sure neither of them float too far away, and their love is so beautifully constructed by all of the threads that intertwine their lives. AUGH I love them so much
Imogen Temult
My thoughts on the recent imodna convo: What if feels like right now to me, is imogen fully loves laudna and would never let her go even if it might mean awful things would happen to the world because delilah is still in it. she refuses to be apart, shes tethered to laudna as laudna is to her. She needs Laudna there to ground her and she wants to be close. And Laudna loves Imogen so much that she's scared to love her. She loves Imogen so much that she would tear herself away from her in order to protect her. She loves Imogen so much that she would break the ground between them, keeping them apart if she thought that's what's best for Imogen. She loves Imogen so much that she would sacrifice their love in order for Imogen to succeed. Which is like. Two different perspectives and ideas of love, but still love. There is still a really deep, strong love there; they are just experiencing it in different ways, and Laudna thinking shes a burden when Imogen thinks she the direct opposite definitely would create some conflicting words and ideas, but that doesnt mean they are falling out of love. So even though that talk was really shaky and seemed as though they were drifting apart, I actually think it was good communication on how each of them are experiencing love, so now Imogen knows exactly how laudna feels and can tell her shes not a burden, and laudna knows how imogen feels so she wont let her go
TLDR The ways both Imogen and Laudna are experiencing love in their relationship are different. Imogen needs/wants the security of being close to Laudna, and will keep her close no matter what because of how much she loves her
Laudna however loves Imogen so much that she would tear herself away from her if she thought thats whats best for Imogen, Though it was worrying, I view the talk as a communication of each of their views in this relationship, which was helpful bc now they can give eachother what they need (e.g. Imogen telling laudna shes not a burden, Laudna telling Imogen she wont let go of her)
“We gotta get her out of you”
“I know”
Imogen getting the hdywdt…I love poetic justice🫡
fcg: I can fix you!!!
Delilah: I don’t wanna be fixed I wanna be even more broken and evil
Laura Bailey to Delilah Briarwood:
Pull on my motherfucking beads
OF LOVE!
i saw this comic and had to do a redraw
original under the cut
The Legend of Vox Machina ★ Depths of Deceit (1x10) “Why are you doing this?” “You did this to yourself, Percy. The day you left me lying in the snow, choking on my blood like a hunted animal. My brother abandoned me, but I have a new family now, one that transcends death, one that will never leave me. I am a Briarwood.”
The Legend of Vox Machina ★ The Darkness Within (1x12) “That thing can’t bleed, but Percy can. If it’s inside his mind, his soul? Only he can stop it.”
I promised I would draw a poster for this arc well over a year ago…finally finished it ☀️✨
Delilah Briarwood popping back in like:
Just showed my dad The Legend of Vox Machina (he loved it)
but he was a bit disappointed because he thought that the De Rolo’s where going to be a rival family of vampires to the Briarwood’s
and now I can’t get that out of my head