#and again I am really happy that Imodna happened (beyond happy actually since I could feel my QP headcanon slowly slipping with each ep)

[willowbirds]

I want to specify about me shipping Callowmoore!

Similar to how I shipped Imogen and Laudna Queer Platonically, I also ship Fearne and Ashton Queer Platonically. However, unlike Imodna where I ALSO shipped it romantically, I DO NOT ship Callowmoore romantically.

Fearne has always come off to me as Aro or not wanting to be in monogamous/dedicated relationship, and Ashton has really seemed like he doesn’t want to be in a relationship.

My interpretation of the ship stems from their already existing one. They have a playful stealing contest, they both deeply care for each other and missed each other when they were separated, just your good ol platonic relationship.

After the most recent episode, when Fearne nonchalantly jumped into lava to go help Ashton and Ashton saying that Fearne should be the one to bare the power of the fire Titan, their relationship still does not feel romantic to me in any way.

The two are a duo, there is no denying that, and their relationship will definitely grow with them sharing a similar power, but I highly doubt it will be romantic and I hope it won’t be.

Imogen and Laudna really came across as a genuine lesbian romance, while Fearne and Ashton don’t feel like a relationship that would come across as anything other then platonic. Unless the players want the characters to be a romantic couple (and based on how Ashley is playing Fearne and Tal with Ashton it doesn’t feel that way to me) these characters are perfectly fit for an open QPR.

As an AroAce, although I am really happy Imogen and Laudna got together, I really do wish we got a QPR with some of the characters. It is probably just me projecting onto Fearne, but I do really hope that her and Ashton’s relationship stays platonic.

[laudsimogen]

for the imodna prompts could I get some post-resurrection discussions? Maybe some hurt/comfort?

“Laudna?”

The door to the lavish castle guest room was cracked open, but Imogen still knocked and peeked inside rather than welcoming herself in.

It was strange. The rooms they shared had always been their rooms, no need for privacy. Knocking made Imogen feel like a stranger, not like someone who deeply loved the woman inside. But if Laudna wanted some privacy, she deserved it.

Laudna sat at the seat of the room’s large bay window, and she glanced at Imogen and murmured a quiet “come in” before quickly turning to look outside again. Imogen could see her reflection in the glass, though, and that was strange too. Not a bad strange, just…a different strange. Laudna looked different, all tan skin with a healthy glow, an unfamiliar pink to her cheeks and her lips, but it was still her. It was perhaps more her than she had been for the last thirty years. It was just something Imogen wasn’t used to seeing.

“Hey, Laud,” Imogen said. “They got dinner downstairs if you’re hungry.”

“I’m not.”

“That’s all right.” Imogen paused awkwardly. “Do you…do you want some more alone time? Or…I mean, if you want to talk about it…you know, I’m here. How are you feeling?”

Laudna sighed. “I don’t know,” she said. “I feel…I don’t know. Strange.”

“I can’t imagine.”

“Would you sit with me?”

Imogen closed the door behind her. “Of course,” she said, and she sat down next to Laudna. The window overlooked the castle courtyard and beyond into the town, where the branches of the Sun Tree could be seen. Laudna’s eyes were locked onto it.

“I didn’t think I’d ever be here again,” Laudna said. “And certainly not…like this.” She gestured vaguely down at herself. “And this castle especially. I’m getting a strong sense of déja vu.”

“I’m sorry,” Imogen said. “We shoulda found some other place to stay. We can still go and find an inn if that’ll help.”

Laudna chuckled, but the underlying tone of sadness and discomfort that had been present in her voice since the resurrection still colored it. “And give up this gorgeous bed?” she said. “No, I’ll be all right. I know now’s not then. Mostly because you’re here. And the others. I didn’t have anyone looking out for me last time.”

Imogen took Laudna’s hand out of habit and gave it a gentle squeeze. “We won’t let anything else happen to you. I won’t. Not if I can help it.”

“I know.” Laudna looked down at their hands, hers now just as saturated and warm as Imogen’s. She was silent for a moment, then murmured, “What if I’m different now?”

Imogen frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Alive,” Laudna said. “Really alive, and without…her.” She swallowed hard. “What if I’m too different now? Would you even recognize me if you didn’t know this was me? What if the parts of me everyone likes were actually her all along?” Laudna’s hand trembled slightly in Imogen’s. “I don’t even know who I am.”

“Oh, Laudna…” Imogen brushed the stray hair out of Laudna’s face—it must have always fallen into her eyes, she realized—and gently guided Laudna’s gaze toward her. “It doesn’t matter how alive you are; you’re still you. And Delilah was just a desperate fool trying to ride on your coattails. She’s nothing, and you…you’re everything.”

Tears welled up in Laudna’s eyes, and she averted them from Imogen. “How can you know that?” she said. “She’s only been gone a few hours. I still have plenty of time to ruin everything”

“I know that because I know you,” Imogen said firmly. “You’re kind and smart and funny. You take care of people. You make them smile.” Imogen demonstrated with a watery smile of her own. “That woman was never capable of that. You’re the most incredible person I’ve ever met, Laudna. And I’m just—I’m so glad you’re back in this world. I don’t care what you look like or whether your heart beats. I don’t care about anything except whether you’re safe and happy. And I know our friends feel the same.”

Tears streamed down Imogen’s face by the time she finished speaking. It was such a goddamn tragedy that Laudna had so much doubt in herself. How could she not see how amazing she was? How could she not see what was so blindingly obvious to Imogen?

But at least Laudna looked a little better for hearing it. Her eyes at slipped back to meet Imogen’s, and she stared as if she’d been given the meaning of life. “You have so much faith in me,” she said.

Imogen nodded. “Yeah,” she said, “I do. And I love you. You don’t forget that, okay? I love you no matter what.”

Laudna wrapped Imogen in a tight hug. “I love you, too,” she said. Then, after a moment’s silence, she added, “I’ve forgotten how to be alive. I think I may need to eat more than I did before.”

Imogen laughed. “You ready for dinner now?”

“I think so.” Laudna pulled away just enough to wipe her eyes. “But I don’t want to sit at that table. Could you—”

“I’ll bring some food up for us,” Imogen said, already anticipating Laudna’s request. She pressed a long kiss to the top of Laudna’s head, lingering a few moments longer than she meant to, just savoring for a moment how lucky she was before parting to head downstairs.