#( l a u d n a ~~~ macabrepuppet )

[willowdied]

(  [ COMPANY ] for one muse to sit with the other so they don’t have to be alone while they’re upset. ~ to emery,  @macabrepuppet ! ) 

it had been their idea. they had always been a seeker of answers, a seeker of understanding, and they tried to find secrets when perhaps things were better left alone and buried and hushed. that is why she thought to lead the quest to whitestone, to see where their mother was from, to see the life that she would have lived. neither one of their mom’s were supposed to find out and yet... well here they are. 

they are upset, and they don’t know if their mother is too, but they cannot help but all the sudden feel like a child as the pair of them sit here, silently. they can’t stand it, they never could, even when they were little, always singing or making some sort of noise and so taking a deep breath, they break it at last. 

“ it’s my fault. it was my idea. ” they mutter, not meeting their mother’s gaze as they raise their head, looking passing arms wrapping around her as she stares out at the vast land of their home. “ ... are you mad? ” 

[firepassed]

@macabrepuppet mutters “there’s something wrong with me.” and keyleth feels a chill spread up her spine, and her feet moving her forward, hand extending to rest on the woman’s shoulders, and eyes careful. 

the voice of the tempest would be lying these people were the type that she assumed orym would find, but keyleth couldn’t help but find a certain joy in the group. from the outside perspective, one could see that they were different, clearly they all were from each other, but there was something charming, encouraging in the fact. there was strength and power in differences, but... part of keyleth wonders if that is where this other woman’s words come from. 

she’s... uncannily familiar. pale skin.ears... she is trying not to think about it, but as she gets closer, it’s an overwhelming thought. “ laudna, right?” she asks with a smile, hand grazing the shoulder for a brief moment to catch her attention before pulling it away. “ what do you mean? are you feeling alright? ” 

[lastofcraft]

it had been a long time since they had been in the mortal realm. they had not before approached a living being like this though... part of them felt a deep unshakeable and unexplainable worry about doing it, but their heart moved before their head, and hearing this human... well more so feeling something about them... binx knew they needed to step in and at the very least, introduce themselves. 

“  why are you here ?  “ @macabrepuppet​ says the voice of the woman before her, and they chuckled somewhat shyly. they bowed their head in lack of knowing what to do, before standing taller, blinking their eyes and giving her a small smile. “ uh... sorry. i never really - you sounded as though you needed company or help or both and i was just passing by but like invisible so- ” 

..maybe they should have approached this differently. well... too late now. 

“ ... i am binx. binx choppley. what’s your name? ” letting their wings show, trying to show that they weren’t exactly from this plane, though binx certainly considered it more of a home than the fey realm... the fey held out their hand, tilting their head in wait. 

[willowdied]

( @macabrepuppet : "Imogen darling, I know that you're worried about me but it's been days since you've slept. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere. Tell me what I can do to help you sleep, you've more than earned it." ) 

where imogen had found herself calm in the days that followed laudna’s rising, her heart galloped in her chest every time the group began to retire for the evening, a pace that moved faster and faster the closest they got to lying down for the night. she does not have any want, any intention or desire to sleep, for she feared that the moment she let her eyes close and fell into her dreams, that dream, that otohan would be waiting for her, or worse, one of their other friends, one of these people would be there waiting for her, walking away, like... like---- or worse, that she’ll see laudna there... so staying awake was the only thing that made sense to her. 

laudna’s voice, though, broke the sorcerer out of her thoughts, imogen what she was reading to instead look up at laudna, for a moment, hoping to assure that she was fine, that she would go to sleep soon, but meeting laudna’s gaze, seeing the worry in her eyes.... she couldn’t do it. instead, she leaned forward, letting her head fall lightly on laudna’s shoulder, avoiding her gaze slightly in favor of trying to think on what to say. a hand reached up, though, fiddling with dark strands of hair before imogen inhaled. 

“ laudna... ‘s nothing that can be done. i just...” she closed her eyes, trying to breathing, to focus. in lack of finding words, she moved to sit. “ you being here is more than enough. you should rest. after everything... i-i mean-” exhaling, imogen looked down. “ ‘m just a little scared is all. sorry. didn’t mean to worry you none. ” 

[willowdied]

gonna take a shot in the dark and say laudna is 5’10” 👀

laudna is left. imogen is right. i am. Emotional

[willowdied]

( @macabrepuppet soothes elias  ❛ you’re not alone. i’m here. ❜ ) 

he has never minded being alone, in truth. perhaps because he knows that even in moments that he was alone, he wasn’t. he has his moms. he has his two siblings, his twin. he has the grass and the plants. he has their animals... he has nature. and yet... emery leaves alone on a venture, short, a month at moment, but here he is with this sinking feeling in his stomach that he cannot shake, and reaching for his mother the moment that the words leave her mouth, in part to try and hide his eyes watering, but also needing that physical reminder, something he does not often seek. 

“ it feels like part of me is leaving. ” his twin, half of who he is, his opposite. oh emery really was the complete opposite of who he is, loud and adventurous and wanting more than their home or a quiet life in a village can offer, and he does not blame them. he is proud and excited for them, but it is his first night alone and he feels for the first time, just that way. he sniffs, and he shakes his head. “ i know i am not. i know it but i just feel so... empty. does that make sense?” he hugs her tighter, still not meeting her gaze, awaiting her response with baited breath. 

[willowdied]

she hasn’t felt rested since laudna died. part of her could not find rest whatsoever without her, but there was further a part of imogen who was terrified that without laudna by her side, she would find her mind wandering into another dream, one where she would see laudna walking into a storm, imogen unable to reach her. but it didn’t--- her body would pull her into sleep and she just... did not dream. the nightmare would come as she woke to see laudna’s corpse above her. even as she slept, even as she recharged, all she could think about was getting laudna back. everything else felt numb and empty 

but then, these people, god slayers, start this ritual and something in laudna changes... there’s color to her skin. her hair is thick and full, and her cheeks had some pink in it- it was what laudna had always wanted to be, the laudna she imagined but did not know- and her heart skipped a beat and it was hope enough for her to aid with the ritual, to plead with whatever fucking god to keep going. to give her back. and for once, they were listening. 

... but then laudna opened her eyes. and reacted... 

❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜ @macabrepuppet says, and her heart that felt as though it was beating again for the first time in days falls to a stop. she stills. and the hand that had been reaching out to grab onto laudna pulls back. her eyes widen. 

“ i- ” this is not something that laudna would joke about. laudna would not play pretend like this. and more than that, the look in laudna’s eyes... she was confused. she was alive and confused and looking at her like she had never seen her in her entire life- 

there was a chance here, something in the back of her mind said. she could say no, she could protect the most important person in her life from reaching harm in any sort of way. there was a chance to protect and preserve this girl- this woman who in part is something of a stranger, for her flesh looks warm, any trace of death that had been on laudna 

“ yeah. yeah we have.” but more she does not say, swallowing down the rest of her thoughts like bitterwine. imogen would not comment on it for now. “ ...how are ya feelin’? need anything? ” 

[willowdied]

♡ - for imogen and laudna 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Who is the most affectionate? --- laudna, but imogen is VERY affectionate in private. 

Who initiates the handholding? --- depends??? i did say that imogen is not one to initate too much affection in public but hand holding is something different as i 10000000% believe it is something that imogen does to ground herself. and so i am going to say both. 

Who worries more for the other? --- imogen. but honestly??? kinda sadly both... 

Who is more likely to ask for help? --- laudna. because imogen is. not great at it but if she is going to / needing to, she will go to laudna. 

Who is the one always losing the keys? --- their kids? because i cannot see either of them doing it, but i would have to pick imogen if i had to pick one. 

Who leaves little love notes for the other? --- both. because i can see both of them doing it but my heart is saying laudna probably leaves more. 

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there? --- both? but im going to say imogen. 

Who is more likely to propose to the other? --- yes. Both. 

Who introduced the other to their family first? --- hahahaha about that,,,, 

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair?---- once again, yes, both, but i feel like this is a habit of imogen’s. she toys with laudna’s hair when restless or trying to soothe her mind so. imogen is who i will go with. 

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated?--- laudna and oh laudna i am so sorry it’s not the easiest job. 

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other? --- once again, yes. both. 

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other? --- imogen solely because mind reading... but honestly... Yeah. Both. laudna gives the better surprises tbh though alksdafjlkdj

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things? --- correct me if i am wrong but i can so see laudna doing this ? or even like promising to make sure it’s done... 

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch? --- both. yes. but the mental image of imogen doing it for laudna... then laudna pulling her for cuddles...