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Death Walks Among the Poppies (Chaptered Edition) by temporary_tats for imogntemult
Fandoms: Critical Role: Exandria (Web Series)
01 Feb 2026
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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.
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The Imodna Zombie Apocalypse AUSeries
- Part 2 of Hells of the Apocalypse
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Death Walks Among the Poppies by temporary_tats for imogntemult
Fandoms: Critical Role: Exandria (Web Series)
21 Jan 2026
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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 AUSeries
- Part 1 of Hells of the Apocalypse
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My Heart's A Lonely Song by temporary_tats
Fandoms: Critical Role: Exandria (Web Series)
28 Oct 2025
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Imogen Temult is a lone queer country music songwriter trying to make her way in the industry, but is more than burnt out after being rejected over and over again at every turn. She’s tired, anxious, and is all but ready to quit when she meets someone who changes the trajectory of her life and career forever.
Laudna Bradbury is a pianist in a barely-scraping by alt band that’s barely holding it together after their singer, Dorian, leaves to pursue a solo pop career. While they're (mostly) happy for him, and almost unanimously agree that his voice is much better suited for the sultry ballads he loves to sing over the grungy tones they’d been trying to pull from him, they can’t go on without a singer forever. So, each member of the Hells decides to hit various open mic nights around the city, hoping to find someone willing to sing with them for piss-poor money and fun, but questionable, company.
Band shenanigans, performance anxiety, and finding family in a group of misfits. And, of course, a bit of falling in love along the way.
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Alt-rock band Menagerie, crashing and burning following the success of their first album and tour, recently cut from their contract with White Fang Records, and now out of a drummer, is in desperate need of a soft place to land. After being blacklisted from nearly every studio in Vale by Menagerie frontwoman Blake Belladonna’s abusive ex-boyfriend — and the band’s former A&R — Adam Taurus, they’re running out of options and running out of time. When they stumble upon Rose Thorn Studios, they never expect a new home, an endless river of inspiration, and their missing piece to be waiting within.
“They say music is the language of the universe,” Blake says softly. “Would you call me crazy if I said I can hear it singing?”
“No,” Yang answers. “I’ve heard it in your voice. Felt it in your hands. Burned it into my soul.
I’ve never heard a song so beautiful.”
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"Mama, what's that on your arm?" A young Luz pointed to the string of words that covered her mother's forearm. Camila sighed and figured it was time for the infamous "talk" with her little Luz.
"Well, this here is called a soul tie. These marks are what tie you to the person you are meant to be with - your soulmate. They show up different for everyone, and some never get theirs at all. But some are born with the first words their soulmate speaks to them, some don't get theirs until their initial interaction with them, with their first words forever upon their skin past that point. Some have empathy marks - little things that the other has drawn on themselves show up on their skin, their bruises and scrapes are shared with their soulmate," Camila paused, glancing at the latest random bruise on her daughter's knee, and the little star on her thigh.
"This, my little one," she pointed to the words on her own forearm, "are the first words your father ever spoke to me." She smiled brightly, and Luz did, too. "And this, Luz, belongs to your soulmate," she brushed her fingers over the bruise on her knee, and poked the star on her thigh.
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Tales of the Zombie Apocalypse AU created in Death Walks Among the Poppies.
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A virus that overtakes all human faculties; fascists parading around as a federal government agency; rebel groups dedicating their lives to fighting against it all; scavengers and hunters and murderers and the greatest evils in the world –
Imogen has survived it all.
But Laudna, the key to saving humanity, may very well be her undoing.
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Imogen thrust out a hand, her stupid Gelvaan manners kicking in before she could stop them.
“Imogen Temult.”
The woman examined her hand for a beat, not with hostility, but something more like surprised curiosity. Before Imogen could yank it away, cold fingers wrapped themselves around Imogen’s hand and gave it a gentle shake.
Imogen put every single brain cell she had left into trying not to think about those long and cool fingers, and how they might feel in other places.
“Laudna,” the woman introduced herself.
“Beautiful name,” Imogen said, almost biting her tongue off after she finished saying it.
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Imogen and her daughter Flora have just moved to Jrusar. Laudna quickly becomes Imogen's best friend, and the two of them learn to navigate life and love together.
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[SPOILER FOR C3E34]
"...but I digress," Delilah says. "Would you like me to help you? Or not?"
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“We aren’t supposed to talk to land-people,” Pâté says.
“Right,” Laudna says. “Right. Because they’ll tangle me up again.”
“‘zactly.”
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Laudna is a wandering composer, visiting different cities in short bursts to guest conduct at various orchestras. She ends up with a guest slot in Jrusar where a cellist-turned-concertmaster captures her attention. Told non-linearly, this is the journey of two souls looking for answers in the music they weave around them. The music delivers them to each other.
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the symphony au