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went out in the rain (suddenly everything changed) by moonlitprincess
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)
20 Mar 2026
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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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Residual flare: noun [daemonology] the visible light that surrounds a daemon, their partner, and the tether that connects the two.
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Rumi is a demon. She has a soul—her daemon, Hyeon-seo, is everything anyone could hope for in a partner—but there's something wrong with the tether. No one can know that Hyeon-seo still hasn't settled, long, long after he ought to have. It'll be fixed. They'll both be fixed when the honmoon turns gold. Hyeon-seo will settle and Rumi's patterns will disappear and they can both be who they've been trying to be for so long. It'll happen. It has to happen.
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The Holy War was fought before Mira was born. Humanity lost; Reya won. Now, just shy of thirteen, Mira knows not her parents. She has been raised by the Holy Mother and the Sister Warriors to survive in the cracks of a world ruled by a maleficent deity and her monstrous Angels. But their corner of the wilderness is no longer safe. Now Mira's care and training will be entrusted to a stranger, a warrior with eyes like Mira's, who both carries divinium and wears it in her skin, and who fights like the Devil. Together, they will brave a fallen world and survive, even if it means they must challenge God Herself.
A post post-canon fic.
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Too bad, it seems, that Beacon has made her soft. Her back has begun to thaw and her breaths grow deeper, and she can feel her bones begin to weaken. There’s no other reason for the aching pain she feels radiate from her chest. She’s just being dramatic— being free from Atlas has made her too emotional. It’s all just in her head, a metaphorical pain.
That is, of course, until she coughs up the first petal.
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weiss, and how she learns to love in all forms
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Rumi touched her fingers to her ribs. She could feel the heat radiating from her skin, even through her clothes. A distant, miserable part of her said, this is going to hurt.
She pushed her fingers down.
The rib shifted.
The thing about telling one very big lie is that it requires a foundation of hundreds of smaller lies to hold it up, lies such as "I'm fine," and "nothing's broken," and "it doesn't hurt."
Rumi finds this out the hard way.

