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  1. Public Bookmark 10

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    Imogen bounced onto the bed next to her. “I can’t believe you were objectifying me,” she teased. “Is that all I am to you, Laudna? Some blood and a hot ass?” 

    Laudna picked up the book, primly raised it between them. She was not quick enough to hide the uptick of her lips. “And here I thought you liked it when I objectified you. You certainly like to offer yourself up.”

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    12 Jun 2026

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    Angela is a princess of the Northern kingdom, loved by her people as Mercy. Her enemies know her as the Valkyrie, for she wanders the battlefield and decides who may live and who may die.
    She can bring an army back from the afterlife, and send another army in its place, all with a single wish.

    It is only natural that the other kingdoms want her dead.
    It is not as natural for a dragon to kidnap her first.

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    18 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 16

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    They didn't manage to bring Laudna back. The ritual, for whatever reason, failed. Imogen was left behind. Again.

    But she remembers a café where one can travel back in time (à la Before the Coffee Gets Cold).

    Response to the following tumblr prompt:
    i love the way you write heartbreak. i know you just did this for someone else, but something that'll make me cry with imodna?

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    17 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 29

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    “Everyone said there was nothing left in the Aerie spire, that’s why I -” The woman's mouth snapped shut quickly, eyes slightly panicked as she watched Imogen for any visible reaction. When none came, she swallowed, and her next question, while hesitant, had much more quiet, hopeful curiosity. “What is this place?”

    “Oh,” said Imogen, laughing a little sheepishly. The sound seemed to soothe some of the woman’s unease, her tensely coiled body unfurling ever so slightly, the knit of her eyebrows softening. Imogen, meanwhile, dropped back onto her haunches, offering the woman the post-apocalypse version of her customer service smile: something more sincere, the pull at the corners of her lips gentler, more open, the exhaustion in her eyes a desperate plea for connection. “Welcome to Starpoint Books,” she said. “My name is Imogen. What story are you lookin’ for today?”

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    a 'last bookstore on earth' au, where imogen rode out the apocalypse in the bookstore she used to work in and laudna comes looking for a soft place to land (and the rest of the hells are the store's continued, end-of-the-world customers).

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    11 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 4

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    ❀────•⋅⊰༻‪‪❤︎‬༺⊱⋅•────❀

    Death waits around the corner, poppies growing in its shadow
    Scythe in hand, it watches man prepare its gallows.
    Fields of red, blood gone sour
    The clock ticks its final hour
    Full of folly, full of fear
    None to run, as Death draws near.


    Flower breaking through the earth, petals drought of iron
    A storm waits to end your thirst and wash away your ire.
    Trust not in shadows cast above, or the emptiness inside
    For Death has met its match in the wanting of your life.


    Field of poppies left to burn, culled by man’s desire
    The rain has come to sate your lust for blood and fire.
    Blame not Death nor darkness for the thorns you’ve come to know
    Fools mean to spite your breath and take it for their own.


    Thunder’s roar of fury and the cower at its cry
    Run for cover, run for shelter, run as you may try,
    Lightning breaks to strike you down, no roof shall leave you dry
    Until all you know is brought to ash for the poppy left to die.


    ❀────•⋅⊰༻‪‪⏾༺⊱⋅•────❀

    The Imodna Zombie Apocalypse AU

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    29 Jan 2026