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Imogen and Laudna have had a lovely friendship. They spend most of their free time together, enjoy each other's company, and genuinely love each other.
That doesn't change, not really. But it certainly gets more complicated when Imogen has to take a sudden call during one of their hangouts.
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A phone sex operator AU
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30 Jan 2026
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“Oh, come on,” Beau says. “We all fuckin’ saw the way she was holding onto you after the solstice. You’re really telling me you’re not banging?”
Imogen can feel how red her face is. “No.”
“But you wanna be.” A thoughtful pause from Beau. Then, “Do you wanna bang? Y’know. Get it out of your system. Little easier to talk when you’re not horny as fuck, right?"
Imogen blinks once, twice. Stupidly, what she says is, “I thought you were married?”
Beau grins devilishly. “Oh, I am. She likes to hear about it later. Does the same thing, too. It can really spice up a—”OR: Imogen and Beau share a heated dream. Imogen wakes up next to an intrigued Laudna.
This is a one-chapter fic. Chapter 2 is explicit art.
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16 Oct 2025
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“Do you need help going to sleep?”
Rumi knew what she was referring to, even if Zoey’s tone was nothing but sweet and loving, she felt the implication underneath it all.
It wasn’t something that she liked relying on—especially not on days where they had hours on top of hours of practice and she knew both her girlfriends were exhausted—and she also felt guilty for asking, for making it seem as if she can’t fall asleep without it.
Rumi knew she couldn’t—she never slept properly without it, and to a certain level Zoey and Mira knew it too, even if they never addressed it.
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Rumi can’t sleep and her girlfriends help her out
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10 Jul 2025
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“Imogen?” Laudna ducked under the cloth flap and into the large tent, Imogen’s name a broken pant in her lungs. “Imogen? Darling?”
Imogen, wet hair cascading down her back and shoulders in dark lavender waves, stood facing the corner of the room away from Laudna, naked and unnaturally still. Her hands were raised out in front of her, palms up and head lowered.
In the lantern light with Imogen’s bare skin exposed, her lightning marks and freckles almost glowed, but—
Laudna’s heart stuttered.
The scars mapped along her flesh were brutal, and for the first time, extremely visible.
...Trauma leaves scars. Love is healing.
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- Part 14 of campaign 3 through an imodna lens
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07 May 2025
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Sometimes, the simulation is more real than life.
Sometimes, the memories are all she wakes to.Zoe, as ever, is there to ground her.
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10 Mar 2025