#ⅱ․ headcanon.

[henderscn]

another tag dump because the other one didn't work lmao oops

[ghostgirl101]

Imagine if Paul Atreides claimed you as his destiny: PART Ⅰ of Ⅱ

|| Word Count: 1.5K || Angst → Fluff ||

A/N: I had this as a big idea that I had to get down before the basic headcanons and stuff, so here's my take on our Lisan al Gaib 😎 if you like this then hit me up for some relationship headcanons and the like, I'm up for it all. Enjoy reading or watching the movie if you haven't already - I'm going again lol, and screen X is the best way to experience it fr Also I feel like I should write a second part to this lmao, if you liked what you read?

You weren't one for dreams of destiny.

The dreams you had seemed meaningless, confusing, nothing to do with what ifs and what could. Not like his.

But you always seemed to feel some kind of atmosphere, an aura you couldn't quite shake off, even when you woke up from the darkness. There was no face to go with the voice, the voice in the dark that called to you in whispers that you didn't understand. Beautiful words that weren't yours, but sounded so soft and gentle and powerful, as they reached out to you from distant lands.

You could never place them, pin them down and study them, understand them, until the day the Emperor was challenged by a ghost of a lost House, thought to be dead, left to be forgotten. You stand near the Emperor and his guards and men, the Great Houses looming and listening from higher above, as the Fremen fill up the space to watch the confrontation in spirited anticipation.

The life debt was paid. The late Emperor was overthrown. The ascendancy of Paul Atreides rose and took from the throne to claim it.

His attention flicks from his eyes boring coldly into the Emperor's, to meet yours, his voice smooth and set, full of conviction and force.

"Our destiny is together. I'll take her."

Your eyes widen slightly as his words sink in, blinking through the shock and incredulity that rushes through you and makes your heart race in apprehension and wonder. Though his voice twins with your wandering dreams, you don't know whether to feel fascination and longing, or fear and cautiousness at some greater force beyond your understanding, playing out before your very eyes.

"I..." your voice falters in uncertainty and disbelief, and you try again. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me well," Paul responds with an undying, stoic certainty that's almost unnerving. "As I know you."

His eyes study you, his Spice-stained blue eyes bleeding into yours, scanning every freckle on your face and curve of your outfit. Assessing you, knowing you, ridiculous throngs of power filling his aura and projecting onto you with his intense stare. You have to fight not to shiver under it, ultimately failing.

"What of me?" is the wisest reply you can think of before the silence stretches into dangerous uncertainty.

"Everything," Paul says evenly, but there's no mistaking the challenge and determination in his tone, almost daring you to reject him, to disagree, a built-up desire of dreamt promises resolving his stand. "I choose you, as my Empress. We will rule together, over the Empire."

Scepticism and bewilderment washes over you and makes your blood heat and stir, retreating into silence as he takes a step closer to you, gazing at you as if you're the most curious, exotic being he's ever seen.

Desire threatens to override Paul Atreides' reason, clinging onto the hope and chance of a narrow way through to light, a light that could only be sought out with you by his side. Without you, there was nothing in sight but pools of blood replacing luscious marine life and oceans running through Arrakis, disarray and disillusion at every turn and infecting every heart.

You were absolutely perfect.

And you were already his, long before this moment, before you and he were born into the world and named. There was no manipulation needed, because everything was laid out for him to take, welcoming him to rule and grow higher and higher. Fate had bonded you and strung you along to here and now, and as you blink up into his bright eyes that narrow slightly at you, frowning softly as if you hadn't understood his demand.

"Do you know what I am?"

You pause for a moment, speaking slowly and cautiously, as the crowd of Fremen and the wary, late Emperor watch on in tense wordlessness. "You are Leto Atreides' son. Former Duke of Caladan."

"What I am," Paul repeats evenly, "not who I am." He stares at you in silence for another beat, before speaking up again. "Do you know of the Bene Gesserit?"

You stop yourself from glancing in Lady Jessica's direction just in time; the runes patterning her skin, her once soft eyes now spiked with an unfamiliar darkness of ages past. Anyone could get trapped in her watchful glare, and her son's holds almost as much intensity.

"No," you decide on hesitantly.

"Kwisatz Hederach," he adds, taking another step forward until you can feel his breath tickling your cheeks, standing above you with unspoken grace and vigor. "I see the future. A part of me is the future."

His hand is suddenly squeezing yours warmly and tightly, making you flinch slightly and glance down at them before looking back up at him.

"In this future, I am with you."

All you can do is stare at him in awe and wariness, not knowing whether to let your curiosity guide you, or distance yourself as far as possible from the boy who reigns over the dunes.

"Why?" you whisper, the crowds seeming to fade around you as you focus on the boy in front of you, his fingers tangling with yours boldly.

"I've seen it," Paul insists, his tone a touch softer in thought and wistfulness. "All of it. When I am with you..." His grip tightens over yours, the fire in his eyes returning. "We're unstoppable."

"And..." your words dry before you can speak them, and you will yourself to go on, unable to break away from the deep blue hues of his gaze. "And without?"

His jaw visibly clenches at your question, and his hand drops yours, shaking his head only answer as he glances away in slight frustration.

"You don't have the leisure of choice. It's all been made for you, written in the sands and stars, and what you need to do is walk in its path. I will show you the way. You have no other. Do you understand?"

The firmness is strong in his words and glare, making you look away from him too, still in a slight stun over the rush of events. In less than a day, your freedom has been stripped to this young man's desires and destiny, entwined with yours. You, who barely knew him until now, only familiar with his voice, his words, that echoed and rang in your head like a lullaby.

But this feels so harsh and strict. The eyes of the former Emporer linger between the two of you, and Paul's army of Fremen stand behind him attentively, some gazing at you in admiration and hope, of their messiah's promised bride. And she is beautiful.

"That's unfair."

"The future is unfair," Paul says calmly, his collected, cool tone wavering for a moment. "But it will be so much worse without you by my side, and I will not accept that. Not for my people... not for myself."

You stare at him in fascination and caution, lost for words. His fingers rise to brush against the skin of your cheek, sending tingles in their wake and making you fight back the automatic reaction, your eyes following his surprisingly gentle touch. Two fingers trace down the shape of your cheek down to your chin, tilting your head slightly upwards. Just one step closer, and your lips would be touching too.

"Name anything," he murmurs to you, the Fremen straining to hear his voice as it reaches you effortlessly, his expression earnest and determined. "Anything. And it is yours. Only if you willingly wed me in turn. Not as a concubine, nor a mistress."

You blink, then blink again, taken aback as a million thoughts and suggestions race through your mind and make your head spin for a split second. You glance at the elder Emperor, who gazes back at you and the infamous Lisan al Gaib wearily, his eyes clouded with sombreness and light spite.

"I... I don't," you shake your head, overwhelmed by an impossible choice. "I don't know..."

Paul's expression softens into a smile you haven't seen before, one that makes your cheeks flush with colour as you watch him; a gentle, amused smile that's somehow familiar and unfamiliar all at once, one meant just for you, as he disregards his surroundings.

"You will know," he replies quietly, "and I will have you, and protect you, rule with you. Love you. As I am meant to."

Paul suddenly brings you closer, pulling you into a searing kiss without warning. The exotic, earthy taste of the Spice on his tongue floods your senses and sends shudders of ecstasy and heat coursing under your skin and hushing the myriad of thoughts buzzing in your mind in an instant.

When he pulls away, all too soon, you find yourself chasing his lips before you catch yourself, and Paul gives you another soft smile, his forehead resting against yours as your eyes lock.

"And as I long to," he finishes against your lips, his words grounded with a look of protectiveness and desire that makes you instinctively relax further in his hold.

⊹⊹⊹

From beyond you both, his mother smiles slightly at the scene, a hand hovering over her rounded stomach.

The first step has been made.

══════════════⊹⊱≼ part two coming soon ≽⊰⊹══════════════

[faebaex]

TWST Characters - Big Spoon or Little Spoon? Ⅱ

author note: Spoon headcanons for the remaining dorms! enjoy (✯◡✯)

characters: Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia

Scarabia

Kalim Al-Asim

Definitely a little spoon

Literally dives into you when he sees you on the bed

Likes to use your stomach as a pillow with his arms around your waist

He’s the type who takes ages to fall asleep

Like he’ll keep talking and talking and talking

And then suddenly he’ll fall silent and he’s passed right out

Kinda difficult to wiggle free from him ngl

Jamil Viper

Big spoon but that’s bc he needs to be able to get out of bed easily in case he needs to go wrangle Kalim

I feel like he was a front sleeper but he had to adapt for when you share a bed so now he sleeps on his back with an arm wrapped around you

Fairly peaceful sleeper, doesn’t move much

Does mumble in his sleep occasionally though

Like little exasperated sounds and angry mutters

Kalim bothers him in his dreams too ig

Pomefiore

Vil Schoenheit

Big spoon big spoon big spoon

There are RULES when you share a bed with THE Vil Schoenheit

He exclusively sleeps on his back because he needs to protect his skin at all costs

He may allow you to cuddle him, but make sure you’re moisturised!

He MAY make an exception and lay against you but ONLY if your pyjamas are made from the finest mulberry silk

Only the best for his skin

Epel Felmier

Desperately tries to be the big spoon

Literally won’t accept being the little spoon

Thinks its more manly if he is the big spoon

He looks very cute when he sleeps but don’t tell him that

He will never sleep again if you do

Rook Hunt

Tbh this guy is flexible, he’s happy being either the big or little spoon

He can appreciate the benefits of both positions

But like… Probably limit the spooning to your bedroom instead of his

Because his bedroom is a bit… Y’know

Definitely has taken pictures of you whilst you’re sleeping

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud

Little spoon little spoON LITTLE SPOON

Such little spoon energy omg

He’s kinda awkward at first because he’s so touch starved so he was a bit twitchy when you touched him

But as soon as he gets used to it he coils around you like a snake

There is no escape

Sleeps at absolutely awful hours though, has no concept of a bedtime

You may have to physically drag him to bed

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia

Big spoon but only out of sheer necessity

He can only sleep a certain way because of his horns, y’know?

Oh how he WISHES he could be a little spoon

How he dreams of falling asleep, head cuddled into your chest, listening to your heartbeat…

But alas, he settles for wrapping his arms so tightly around you that you can barely escape

Is grumpy about it but nothing an enthusiastic hug won’t fix

Silver

Both

Not through any preference but because he drifts off to sleep at the speed of light so sometimes you just have to climb into bed and spoon him

Other times he will fall asleep on you

He doesn’t mind either way, every time he’ll wake up with a smile on his face

If he finds out you have a preference, he’ll try his best but he is just a sleepy boy

Sebek Zigvolt

Oh jeez

If he finds out that his Waka-sama is a big spoon, then he will proclaim that he is ALSO is a big spoon!

In actuality, he’d secretly love to be a little spoon sometimes

So ironically, he’s closer to his Waka-sama then he realises

He’s an excellent big spoon though

And when the weather is cold, he’ll use huddling for warmth as an excuse just to spoon you

Lilia Vanrouge

A nightmare

Big spoon, little spoon, silly spoon

Likely to try and make you spoon in odd positions

Has tried to convince you to try spooning with him upside down at least three times

Is a good spoon when he takes it seriously though

But he comes to bed at all sorts of odd hours so there really isn’t a routine

[pinkykats-place]

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[toji-bunny-girl]

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୨ imagines ୧

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୨ thirsts ୧

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୨ thinking about… ୧

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hybrid jaguar!shoto boyfriend!shoto husband!shoto

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♱ Shigaraki Tomura

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[great-cats]

The Compress Analysis (2/?)

(From: This Post) Ⅰ - Ⅱ - ...

Part Ⅱ: The Mask

Yep, I see the mask as a key part of his character to the point where it simply must get a section of its own in this increasingly more insane ramble. One may immediately assume that the thing is used for identity concealment. While this is partially true, I reckon that its primary purpose is the concealment of his emotions, as implied in the ultra analysis entry for him (attached below). He may have a near perfect handle on his body language, but I will personally headcanon that he has a terrible poker face until the day I die. As a villain, his identity is going to come out at some point, you know? Even after the Kamino raid (where he got doxxed the hell out of), he continued to wear the mask up until his ta-da moment in 294. So with that info, we can reasonably assume that identity was on the back burner, and emotion/dramatics took centre stage. The latter option is thrown in because he obviously was saving that reveal to an extent. One can even go so far as to assume he hadn’t even taken his mask off around the league, which would be pretty interesting. We don’t ever see him without it while he’s with them, after all.

Beyond keeping his facial expressions behind closed doors, the mask may very well bolster Atsuhiro’s confidence. We don’t particularly see much of this in action given he wore the thing for so long and has only a select few moments of casual interaction, but I still like to think of it as a very real possibility. For all intents and purposes, Atsuhiro Sako is just a normal man with an interesting background and some past poverty. Despite this, the villain that is Mr.Compress– or what quite nicely amounts to a stage persona –is flamboyant, clever, and has a penchant for monologuing. I quite like to create a separation between “Mr.Compress” and “Atsuhiro Sako” because of this disparity. The latter is the flawed man behind the mask whilst the former is a faux, ideal identity put on for the audience. Only in those rude remarks and reckless actions do we see the facade begin to slip. So, what of the moment in the climax of chapter 294 in which he throws that covering off? Well, for starters, he couldn’t not. Jeanist’s quirk could nab anything fibrous, and the fellow couldn’t take any chances. But, beyond that, Atsuhiro thought that moment would wind up his final stand. What’s the use of concealment if you’re going to die soon? He might as well make things flashy.

A big thing in my opinion regarding the mask is how it often reflects Atsuhiro’s status. While I do like to make the distinction between him and Mister as mentioned prior, again, there’s that smidge of him shining through. When he lost his arm, the mask was solemn and in the times he was at his best, it portrayed a smug/snide grin. That grin in particular is by far his most iconic design! It gets the cogs turning in my head when his real emotions don’t seem to match it, though, Regardless of how Atsuhiro is really feeling, that mask keeps up the smile until it’s either broken or otherwise removed. It circles us back to that emotion concealment point, if that wasn’t already obvious. In pursuit of the perfect villain and the next in line for the illustrious goals and teachings of the late Peerless Thief. Atsuhiro has no room for error with that heavy load on his shoulders and must keep up appearances, even if he has to hide behind a smiling mask to do so. But why hold this legacy in such high regard? Atsuhiro claimed that it was the very reason he was there with the league, so what could’ve possibly gotten the man to be so dead set on the wishes of a long gone relative he likely never met? Perhaps, answers to questions like that could be found in what minimal information we know about…

Ah dear! That's part three exclusive content!! Tune in for "The Upbringing" later in which we'll pick right back up from where we left off!

[lixiesbrowniess]

˖✩°｡⋆𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓˖✩°｡⋆

ૢ་࿐˖⋆𝑻𝒚𝒑𝒆

Oneshots:💐

Headcanons:💌

Series:🍂

Multiples:🥞

Interactive:🫧

ૢ་࿐˖⋆𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆

Fluff:☁️

Angst:🍃

Smut:🐚

ૢ་࿐˖⋆𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

ׂ࿐˖⋆ 𝐀𝐎'𝐍𝐔𝐍𝐆

▷ Trying 69 with Ao'nung ˖°🐚✩°💌｡⋆

▷ His reaction to you using the safe word ˖°☁️✩°💌｡⋆

▷ Your so beautiful I hate you ˖°🐚✩°🍂｡⋆

↳part Ⅱ will come...

ׂ࿐˖⋆𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌

▷ Braiding his hair ˖°☁️✩°💌｡⋆ 

▷ The forest singer ˖°🐚✩°💐｡⋆ coming soon...

ׂ࿐˖⋆𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐗𝐎

▷ I'm not so soft ˖°🐚✩°💐｡⋆ coming soon...

ׂ࿐˖⋆𝐋𝐎'𝐀𝐊

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Ops still nothing here...

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▷ The boys when you're in heat ˖°🐚✩°💌🥞｡⋆

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❯ star wars ❮

⤷ din djarin / luke skywalker

✦ planetarium ⌦ series | (f!)reader | love triangle ➺ summary: you used to have adventure in your life. smuggling, traveling, saving the galaxy and you were going to get that life back.

⤷ obidala

✦ lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off ⌦ one shot | mature content | one-night stand ➺ summary: obi wan kenobi meets padme amidala for the first time since his masters passing in the underbelly of coruscant.

⤷ anakin skywalker

✦ intertwining your soul with somebody else ⌦ oneshot | mature content | (f!)reader | situationship ➺ summary: what started as comfort has now spiraled out of control

✦ thunder ⌦ oneshot | mature content | (f!)reader | enemies to lovers ➺ summary: you and anakin had a falling out and now you’re forced to reconcile after a mission gone wrong.

⤷ obi wan kenobi

✦ when we are together ⌦ no warnings | (f!)reader | will they won’t they ➺ summary: it’s been three years since the fall of the jedi order and the rise of the empire. anakin’s two best friends are trying to survive together.

★ the only time I feel I might get better ⌦ no warnings | (f!)reader | first kiss is weird ➺ summary: this is everything you wanted…right?

❯ asoiaf ❮

⤷ headcanons

✦ i can hear the bells part one (aegon & cregan) ⌦ ➺ summary: Headcanons for your wedding day

⤷ aegon ii targaryen

✦ wintering ⌦ series | sexual content | (f!)reader | enemies to lovers ➺ summary: y/n stark and aegon targaryen are two pawns in the prophecy. or scenes from a loveless marriage.

⤷ cregan stark

✦ slapshot! ⌦ ➺ summary: coming soon!

⤷ criston cole

⤷ ✧ begging for rain series ✧ ✦ a bushel of oranges for thee ⌦ part Ⅰ | rhaenyra & criston | violence, death, nudity | one sided ➺ summary: everything he ever did, was for her. and now he will die for her. ✦ give my rage a babysitter ⌦ part Ⅱ | alicent & criston | sexual content | situationship ➺ summary: they’re making an aesthetic out of not doing well.

⤷ lyanna stark & rhaegar targaryen

✦ it had to be you ⌦ ➺ summary: a retelling of when harry met sally

❯ rush ❮

⤷ niki lauda

✦ illicit affairs ⌦ ➺ summary: As the new girlfriend of notorious womanizer and formula one driver, James Hunt, you’re suddenly thrown into a whole new world and meet the man who James hates most, Niki Lauda.

❯ daisy jones & the six ❮

⤷ eddie roundtree

✦ heartbreak hotel ⌦ mature content ➺ summary: both of you were in love with someone else

[catfern]

➺ 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

FREEDOM FOR PALESTINE

✮ - smut , ☾ - fluff , ❅ - angst

headcanons

✮ nsfw alphabet w abby

✮ warming abby's strap

✮ abby w a big booty reader

fics

✮ desperation and devotion

✮ ❅ she will destroy you

✮ ❅ deliverance

✮ outback

✮ lap dog ( ellabs + reader )

drabbles

✮ LOVER

headcanons

✮ nsfw alphabet w ellie

✮ ellie / abby + edging thinking abt reader

fics

☾ ✮ 1 MILLION SUBSCRIBER SPECIAL

drabbles

✮ ❅ song drabble Ⅰ

cowboy ellie

headcanons

✮ ☾ cowboy!ellie headcanons

drabbles

✮ cowboy!ellie drabble Ⅰ

✮ cowboy!ellie drabble Ⅱ

☾ cowboy!ellie drabble Ⅲ

☾ cowboy!ellie drabble Ⅳ

fics

☾ ❅ salt

headcanons

✮ rockstar!mizu headcanons

[vampires-bitrs]

Please write your story about sacrificial brides! The DL fandom is still very active, however rarely do people write about the dark and twisted side of this franchise. Or at least share your ideas and headcanons on what your story or OCs would be like! 😭🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

OMG OMG THIS ASK HAS ME GEEKING ＼(^-^)／

So far, the story is still in its outline phase. I did have a writer wave where the ideas flowed freely so now I'm just trying to piece all the fragments together

I know some people don't like to know what happens at the end of a story but I feel like the appeal of doing that setup comes with the progression of the actual story but on to the headcanons

Cordeila is still alive during this time (yes, the MC will run into her)

It takes place around 1994

The boys are living in Romania

My OC for the story I was having a hard time coming up with a name or specific look for her, so I was thinking maybe she could just be nameless or a self insert like Y/N L/N but I'm still deciding...

I have noticed that the boys have been written more fluffy in recent years and don't get me wrong I love it but sometimes I do wish there was a little bit more content focusing on their more darker side so if your looking for more DL fanfiction like that @jardinsdeminuit has a wonderful one shot selection of fics on their ao3

My personal favourite was "Shackled" 🤭

"The Switch" by Rinster is truly one of the best DL fanfiction I have ever read. The story telling, the boy characterization, the fact that it's choices based, meaning your actions can have consequences it's still ongoing, but so far it has 74 chapters, which should be plenty for now!

If you're looking for art that really captures the mood of the different routes, @ausd has amazing art that captures that chilling feeling, especially laitos route mmm CHEFS KISS everytime I look at their art it's just!

If you want some analysis that'll make you cry read "The Fall of Yui Komori: A Partial Analysis of Laito’s HDB Route" by @everything-laito I swear after reading this I needed to put my phone down and take a breath of fresh air it definitely gave me a new found perspective on just how strong Yui it's just so good.

@carlatsukinamistolemyhamsandwich also makes analysis, but her fanfictions MWAH they capture Shin sadistic side perfectly my personal favourite is Siren’s Call (Siren!Shin x Reader One Shot) (this one is not a shin fic but it's my guilty pleasure Bathtub Merman - Merman!Azusa Mukami x Reader One Shot you can tell I have a thing for under water creatures)

@dixbolik-lovers does all the boys and her Aus are to die for, and the fanfiction can be found on ao3 and Wattpad as well.

@sakamakibride "Lunacy one & two" based on the DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS Ⅱ Vol.2 Shuu VS Reiji perfectly grasp the tension between the Shu & Reiji If you have time, I would recommend a read.

@nutaella-kookie-storage has some of Nutaella-kookie old works wonderful OC amazing headcanons and unique world building.

Honestly, if you want the boys at their rawest, take them straight from the translation! @dialovers-translations

[nazukisser]

SHUFFLE ⨯ SCRIBBLE FESTIVAL ; An enstarsblr collaborative writing project

Ⅰ. SUMMARY

Scribble festival is a collaboration between writers in the enstars x reader community. All requests will be collected via a Google Form, which all participating writers will have access to. Any writer may write any request they want.

Ⅱ. WHAT IS THE SCRIBBLE FESTIVAL? 

The scribble festival is a collaboration between writers in the enstars x reader community, where readers can send requests to all of the writers, and they won’t know who wrote their request until it is published. There will be a Google form for readers to submit their requests, and all the writers who are participating will be able to choose a request to write. 

This provides an opportunity for writers to write requests they may not see otherwise and for readers to get a taste of all of these writers’ writing styles, as well as an element of surprise for the readers when they see who wrote their request! 

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Please try to keep the options open for writers who will write your request(s); that is part of the point of the event, but if you don’t like certain writers, we also would like to respect that. 

The writers reserve the right to refuse any request sent into the form.

Please do not send spam/trolls into the form.

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Feel free to specify fluff/angst/comfort etc.

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Please do not request the following: yandere, nsfw, dark content, noncon. 

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Please make sure to update the spreadsheet when you “claim” a request!

You will be posting the work on your blog, so please write a note somewhere in your post acknowledging this collaboration project. 

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Writers must have at least one work posted to join.

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June 30: announcement is made, writer sign up form is opened

July 02: reminder announcement about the event

July 02: writer sign up form is closed

July 08: announcement about requests opening is made, requests Google form is released

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Writers will publish requests on their own schedule.

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Participating Writers

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Works Masterlist

[ghostgirl101]

I just wanna say that I am SO excited for the part 2 to your Paul Destiny fic. I have so many questions and Im excited to see if they get answered. Like if Paul is pledging his love to the reader then is the romance plot with Chani still relevant? Is the reader still the princess here? Very interesting

Imagine if Paul Atreides claimed you as his destiny: PART Ⅱ of Ⅱ

|| Word Count: 1.7K || Fluff ||

A/N: Honestly, I didn't think this would blow up so much- 1k+ likes??! Thank you all, it's sick 🙃 in answer to your questions, I didn't really specify if the reader (you) are part of a Great House or the Emperor's daughter, or maybe someone else, that's kind of up to your imagination. And yeah, sorry Chani fans, I kind of kicked her to the curb lmao; This is all about you, and so enjoy the second and final part of this destiny trope before I work on some relationship headcanons for Paul and Feyd-Rautha... Requests are open for Dune 2, so don't be shy 📩

You can't escape fate.

It's as real as the Spice that threads through the grains of sand blanketing Arrakis in heavy, warm golden waves. It twists and turns in the air, in the tides of change, something beyond understanding roping together reality and its lives to bond, whether in love or hate.

At least, with the newly ascended young Emperor, you know which side you're on. Since the day of his declaration and claiming of you as his Empress, you've never once left his sight, unknowingly or not. The boy is almost ridiculously close and observant, as if testing the depths of the events unfolding around him, testing to see whether you'll try to run from them, from him. But you can't run from fate, either.

"You aren't resting."

Paul's soft, low voice slices through the silence of the dusk, the only words you hear before you feel his warm, firm arms slipping under your arms and around your middle, pulling you into his front in a smooth, protective motion. His chocolate brown locks tickle your neck and cheek as he gazes up at you from your shoulder; wandering, curious eyes study yours knowingly, his natural hues tainted blue with the Spice.

"What troubles you?"

You hesitate in your response, unsure of the right thing to say. There's no point in lying, not to him, to a boy who could easily use the power of his Voice to make you tell him everything and anything with just a few words. He's done it to the Bene Gesserit, to those who speak out of turn and challenge him cluelessly, but never to you. And something tells you that he never will.

"I'm sorry," is how you answer instead, in a small whisper, trying to read his expression before his reaction.

But all Paul does is give you one of his soft, amused smirks, a brow raising slightly, unconvinced.

"Don't apologise to anyone for anything," he murmurs, his fingers drifting to lock with yours, his hand hot and strong in yours. "We are to be wed, you and I, soon. So what troubles you?"

"It's not you," you tell him as earnestly as you can, his eyes capturing yours and holding them as you blink up at him. "I'm just... nervous."

"Nervous?" Paul repeats gently, his hands squeezing yours for a moment, his face an inch away from yours. "What have you to be nervous about?" He grins slightly, not attempting to hide his teasing amusement. "A wedding?"

You can't help but smile at his tone, savouring the unguarded moments of the new, young Emperor, his boyish traits lingering beneath the newfound power and promises passed down to him.

You were nervous, because you weren't so familiar with destiny and its quirks, and yet, Paul Atreides seemed to be its master. Nervous, because although there was a strange pull between you and him, a deeper part of you somehow knowing him, at an instinctive ease with him, you had never met him before these past few days, and now, you were going to be joined together for time indefinite by marriage. Nervous, because he didn't just want you to rule with him, but alongside him, as a partner, a second part of him. His second half who's with him in soul, not just spirit, physically, not just mentally. And he's relishing in it.

"I've never had one before," you shake your head with a light smile, "I don't know what to expect. Or what's expected of me."

Paul hums to himself at your reply, pausing for a while as he thinks over his words.

"It isn't just a wedding," he tells you quietly, "it's so much more. This... this a beginning. A new dawn."

"Beginning?" You echo in bemusement, looking up at him in wonder. "Of what?"

"Of a new era," Paul says thoughtfully, his hands moving from yours to run over and down your sides, tracing over your figure absentmindedly, a gesture that makes you hold your breath for a beat as you watch him, "the first of many. You are more than a mere future. You're the future. My future. And the future of my people."

The sincerity and conviction in his voice makes you stare back at him in slight awe, taken by his certainty of what he's seen in the deepest stretches of his mind, the flickering images of you, adorned in all your natural beauty and grace that he could find nothing short of perfect. You were a fantasy and a hope materialised. Someone he'd wished and dreamed for so much, that you came true, just as you should have.

"Anything that happens to you," Paul continues, looking you straight in the eye as he speaks, "happens to me. You have always been mine, and I was yours before then. Absolutely and completely."

And his words make a home in your head, everything he says so poetic and beautifully surreal, but so honest and unwaveringly confident. He didn't need to practise what he said before he whispered the sweet words in your ear, in a voice only you could catch, in the long, warm nights on Arrakis. There was no need for practice. He had been made for this, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

You let yourself relax slightly in his grips, giving him an earnest smile. "That sounds nice."

Paul smiles back at you, a bright, sweet smile that makes him seem so soft and normal, almost forgetting for a moment of his utter strength and glory over the planets, his dangerous darkness that he occasionally allowed to rule over his actions at the tensest of times, until those who stood up against him retreated in bewilderment and fascination and fear.

"It does," he agrees, his gaze dropping to look out at the dunes beyond you, "you can't imagine..."

You couldn't. But every part of you wanted to. And those parts won.

"Won't you tell me?"

Paul's attention shifts back to you after you speak, before you can stop yourself.

"Would it be kind to tell you?" He asks aloud, speaking half to himself as his eyes go to search yours again, studying every inch of you, almost unsettlingly intently.

"Do you dream?" Paul questions you softly, and you dither before shaking your head.

"Not like you do," you answer steadily.

"Like I do. Seeing your face amidst the streaks of sunbeams and every kind of ethereal power that could create wonders, planets, worlds. Waking up, and you're not here, though it felt so real," he goes on, his voice laced with longing, as if it pained him to remember the feeling. "Realer than I've ever felt anything before. Every sense in me was awakened, because with destiny, I saw hope. And I did not know that hope could be so.... beautifully... angelic."

Paul draws closer and closer with each word, pulled by invisible strings to rest his forehead against yours, closing his eyes for a long moment to breathe, breathe you in. The sight of it is almost dizzyingly hypnotic, staring at the little scattered freckles over his fair, lightly tanned skin, cheeks flushed golden. He moves his face to rub his cheek against yours, seeking out affection in an irresistible rare, vulnerable move. Your hand reaches up to brush your fingers against it, and he takes it in his immediately, pressing his lips against your fingertips as he speaks.

"I need you," Paul insists, his voice firm and pressing again as he stares at you with a spark of desperation. "I need only you. More than you can comprehend. By my side, always, where you belong."

"I'm right here," you reply a little giddily, looking away from his eyes slightly bashfully from the intensity and unbridled longing of his gaze. "I suppose I'm just not used to this."

"To what?" Paul questions, his fingers tilting your chin up softly to force your eyes back up to his, his face a little closer than before. "To being an Empress?"

Before you can respond, he's pushed himself closer over you, his warm, damp lips sliding and pressing against yours and parting to encourage you to deepen his affections. It sends hot shockwaves rushing straight through your blood, as Paul crouches over you, all patience and purpose forgotten in the moment where it's just the two of you in the calm, lingering desert night.

You fit together perfectly, too perfectly for his words to be untrue, and his head tilts keenly where your fingers skim his neck, his lips parting from yours as they tangle in his hair with a short gasp. He loses none of his confidence and persistence, his azure blue eyes a shade darker as he watches you with an open trace of adoration.

"A queen?"

"Paul," you start shakily, as he smirks at you fondly, his head ducking to trace his tongue briefly up the skin of your neck, with a faint chuckle.

"To being desired?"

You glare at him weakly, hanging onto his hands tight to find some sense of grounding. "You're just playing with me."

"I intend to do so much more than that," Paul grins at you, kissing your cheek before burying his face against your shoulder. "And so should you. Test the depths of our connection. Push it to its limits. Push me. Please."

You find yourself speechless again at his way with words, simple and truthful, but full of passion and unthought romance, a sensation he's been craving since the first shadows of your being in his hazy dreams and visions.

"Give into your destiny, sweet girl," he croons to you in a whisper, his lips brushing against yours and pressing down against your skin needily, hungrily. It takes almost inhumane strength not to crumble and shiver under his touch and desire radiating off him and his dark glare, the wanting over years of dreams and prophecies building up to its peak. "Give into me."

"I think I will," you whisper back in awe and giddiness, your arms having to hold tightly around his neck to stay upright. "I think I want to."

"That's good," he praises you with a soft smile, as his voice lowers. "And besides," Paul mutters in your ear, nuzzling against your cheek breathlessly, with that subtle, teasing look in his eyes, "I plan on taking you as mine well before the wedding."

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Taglist (lmk if you want to be added to this for my future Dune fanfics): @minaxcarter @milaeth @ennycutie @weird0o0 @aoi-targaryen @jindongdongie

[vampiric-tempt]

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(must be 18+ to request nsfw works!!!)

➜ nsfw and sfw allowed ❞ (must be 18+ to request nsfw works!!!)

Fandoms I will write for:

Ⅰ: One piece

Ⅱ: Bleach

Ⅲ: MK1

Ⅳ: Kaiju no. 8

✦ Request must have a specified reader (female, male, gn) and must clarify whether it will be a oneshot or headcanon.

Take note: It's okay if you don't follow these, I'm very nice when it comes to requests so don't feel pressured!

[kuichihimei]

Pov: How would they treat you if you were friends Rsat7d (Friends. Just friends bc we need more friendship fics and I'm here to change that)

F7 + Snow White

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Snow White

♡ Starting with our main girl Snow! I strongly believe that she'd be highkey protective of you.

♡ Not like in an overbearing motherly way, more like... An older sister not liking your new boyfriend kind of way, if you know what I mean.

♡ Like, she would be the type of person who would be really chill with a lot of things (*ahem* considering all the crazy stuff you might get into once you become friends with the seven— *ahem*) but if she sees you uncomfortable or in a dangerous situation, you'd bets believe she would pull you out of that mess ASAP (girls protecting other girls ❤️)

♡ If you're being followed by creeps, she'd definitely confront them (She might even headbutt the creeps like that one knight in Golden Goose Avenue)

♡ Y'alls would be traveling distant lands together for the experience (and for the food). Adventuring & food, it's one of the things you bond over honestly...

♡ She also likes experimenting inside the kitchen (with Hans' supervision of course [He doesn't want you to burn his kitchen down like last time]).

♡ I can also see her as someone you can go to if you want to experiment with your wardrobe. (She'll definitely hype you up if you're feeling insecure if you're trying on something new ❤️)

♡ Picking cute outfits together, doing each other's hair while gossiping about the latest tea, hyping each other up when you're down 'n stuff.

♡ If you're someone who likes sports/likes to work out, you bets believe that she can get on your level despite being really feminine. Let's be honest here, you can be feminine & be able to bench-press 250... We've seen her do both.

♡ Snow White is the embodiment of women empowerment, strong-willed & compassionate (Sign me up ❤️)

♡ I'm so sorry to say this but... You're kind of the third wheel whenever Snow & Merlin go on dates together ( ；∀；).

♡ You don't mind though, Snow & Merlin deserve a proper date every now & then. (Plus we need more Snowlin anyway)

Should I continue this & make headcanons for the other characters?

I'll probably add more if anyone wants them (¯―¯٥)

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[praesparo]

〆 ‒‒‒‒‒ 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 ... to nourish hope, a private, mutuals only & extremely low activity multi muse writing blog featuring canon muses & original characters. primarily canon compliant with headcanons featured. ‒‒‒‒‒ # 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐨, written by dylan (twenty-seven, he/him). 〆 — affiliates; @excalibiur, @eueclid, & @bllakcat / @sarastuss.

〆 ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ ⅰ. rules, ⅱ. roster, ⅲ. prompts, ⅳ. mains & exclusives.

〆 — current muse priority ... remy lebeau, peter parker, wally west, kanan jarrus, merlin ambrosius & mollymauk tealeaf.

[cain-speaks]

! 𝙒 𝙀 𝙇 𝘾 𝙊 𝙈 𝙀 !

now playing: Måneskin - READ YOUR DIARY 0:01 ❍─────── 2:28

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