#Paul Atreides deserved better

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You know fucking tears me me apart about Paul Atreides? From the very beginning, the very fucking start, he's rejecting his destiny. He's terrified of it. He's just a kid and he's completely scared out of his wits, he's warning everyone he trusts that he's the catalyst of a castrophe. He's screaming for help

And nobody listens.

[galactic-rhea]

No, she wouldn't, Paul.

Guys, I watched Dune Part 2

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Okay so you’ve written protective/possessive Feyd—what about protective Paul seeing his wife badly hurt or narrowly escaping an attack? I live for the “who did this to you” trope, got me weak at the knees 🥹

I sorta missed the whole wife part, whoops! But I hope you still like it!!

Imagine | Beloved (Paul Atreides)

Word Count: 1,820

Warnings: reader is harassed, I invented an OC to be the antagonist, protective! Paul, hurt/comfort

The halls of Castle Caladan are cold tonight.

Goosebumps are already forming on your arms as you walk through the dark.

Perhaps going for a late night stroll wasn't the best idea, but you just couldn't sleep tonight.

So you stroll instead, peering out of the windows to observe the rain clouds forming.

Castle Caladan has been your home for ages, even though you are not an Atreides. You've lived alongside House Caladan, having come from one of the lesser houses in an attempt to give you a better standing in society.

You're not angry about it.

In fact, you're grateful to live on this oceanic planet. And, you're happy to be alongside your best friend, Paul Atreides.

There weren't any others your age in Castle Caladan, so naturally you sought each other out early on.

Being friends came easily.

Paul has always been sweet, adventurous, friendly - and you are much the same.

Of course, you both had different teachings and priorities, but you always found each other whenever possible.

There was no greater joy than racing through the castle and playing near the waves alongside the boy with dark hair.

And now you're both older.

Life has intruded upon those times of peaceful play and brought forth more schoolings and politics that the young aren't susceptible to.

Although he has a higher standing in society, Paul always manages to remember you, make time for you. He vowed to never abandon you.

And you believe him.

But the subtle glares that Lady Jessica sends your way are not easy to ignore, nor are the signs that others in the castle are uncomfortable with the situation.

You try not to dwell on those things. Because the only thing that matters is being there for Paul. He deserves to have a friend that isn't a mentor or a parental figure.

As you walk though the sleeping palace, your find your mind troubled. Maybe that's why you can't sleep tonight.

Footsteps silent on the stone floor, you arrive before Paul's chambers. You hadn't realized you were walking here. Unconsciously, you sought him out in your time of uncertainty.

Resting your palm on the door, you close your eyes and sigh. You wouldn't disturb him at this hour- you know how bad it would look.

Before you can continue on your way, a voice calls out from the shadows.

"What are you doing here at this hour?"

It's a male's voice, one that you wish was unfamiliar.

"I didn't realize I couldn't roam as I please, Aric," you reply comply to the guard who walks closer.

His grin is wolffish, "I didn't realize you were stupid enough to come to him after dark."

"I was not going to disturb him."

"Oh no, I imagine he'd be excited to see you at this late hour."

"I don't like what you're insinuating," you start to walk away, hearing him continue after you.

He is right beside you, “I meant no insult, I assure you.”

“Your assurances are as empty as your head,” you retort, not even giving him a glance.

You’ve never liked Aric, so you see no reason to be civil with him. He’s always been an ass to you, finding any reason to make your life a bit more miserable.

“That was uncalled for,” he growls, grabbing your arm to stop you from walking away.

You fix him with an unimpressed stare.

“What do you want, Aric? It seems like you’re always following me,” you say calmly as he releases you.

He regains his composure, “I want you.”

You blink at him.

“I’m serious, I want you to stop fawning over Paul and turn to me instead,” his whisper is harsh and grating to your ears. “Be my wife. You’re of age now and I know you have no other offers.”

You can’t help but scoff. Stepping back from him, you cross your arms, “I do not fawn over Paul, and I am certainly not fond of you. I will do is both a favour and pretend you never asked.”

Rage lights up his features, his hand forming a fist at his side.

“I could give you everything you could ask for.”

“And you would take everything from me in the meantime. I know you, Aric. You are not kind,” you hiss, stepping back while he steps forward.

“Kindness gets you nowhere in this life.”

You shake your head, “Your actions in this life determine the outcome. And so far your actions are untoward. Cornering me at this time of night?”

“Paul will never marry you, you know,” he changes tactics.

You roll your eyes, “Admit defeat, Aric. I will never be yours.”

Suddenly, he is right in your face, sneering down at you, “I can take what I want. Like you said, it’s late, no one is here.”

“I will not let you.”

He laughs, grabbing your arm in a bruising grip once again. He wrenches you forward but you twist out of his grip and shove him into the wall.

He groans and recovers quickly, shoving you violently. You hit a corner and collapse on the ground, your arm dripping crimson.

Infuriated, you stand and glare at the smug bastard.

“Leave now,” you command him, using the Voice. You’re not a master at it, by any means, but you’re trained enough to get this brute to back down.

He leaves without a word, and you realize that you should have done that right away.

You grasp your arm and walk back to your chambers. Luckily, the wound isn’t deep and you’re finally able to sleep.

~~~

The next day commences as normal.

That is, until Paul appears next to you as you walk down the beach.

“I was looking for you,” he grins as he approaches.

His smile could brighten the darkest corner of space. His eyes are piercing and perceptive, you fear you could drown in their depths.

You smile back at him, “You found me.”

“I haven’t seen you in a few days, has everything been alright?”

That’s Paul, always so considerate of you and your wellbeing. The reminder of his care brings a softer smile to your face.

“I’m fine, just been tired lately.”

“Why?”

“Sleep’s been evading me,” you chuckle, bending to pick up a stone near your feet. “I’ll catch it eventually.”

A sudden tension fills the air, bringing you upright immediately. You look at Paul and see his gaze fixed on your bandaged arm.

“What happened?” He asks, concern dripping from his words like rain.

You move your arm from his direct view, “Nothing, it was an accident.”

His eyes flicker up to yours.

“You’re lying.”

You curse his Bene Gesserit training which makes it so easy for him to read you.

“I told you it’s nothing.”

“If it was nothing, you would’ve already launched into how it happened,” he points out. “Like that time you scraped your knee when you tripped down the stairs.”

You groan at the reminder, “You said you wouldn’t bring that up again!”

“Tell me what happened,” he reaches out to gently take your arm in his hands.

He examines the clean bandage before beginning to unwrap it. You shake your head but his eyes are pleading.

“Please.”

You sigh, unable to resist. He doesn’t even need to use the Voice on you, he controls you with his words, his eyes, his hands. You would give him everything if he simply asked for it.

He’d do the same for you.

“It was Aric,” you say, as Paul stares at the small cut on your bruised arm. “He got angry that I would never marry him in a million years.”

Paul’s expression goes dark, any mirth he might have had leaving him in an instant.

“Aric asked you to wed him?”

You nod.

“Then he did this?”

“Pushed me into the wall,” you confess. “I had ti use the Voice to get him to leave.”

You watch as Paul tenderly presses his lips to your arm, the contact warm and sweet.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there.”

“You can’t be with me all the time, silly.”

He shakes his dark hair, “I promise, he won’t do this to you ever again.”

“How-“

Paul turns in a flurry, stalking back towards the castle. You race after him, suddenly unsure.

You knew you shouldn’t have told him what happened. This isn’t the Paul you know, this is someone else.

“Paul!” You shout as you run after him.

He’s too fast, storming to where Aric stands in the hall. Before Aric even notices his presence, Paul has punched him clear across the face.

Stunned, Aric stumbles back with a curse.

Paul doesn’t give him time to recover, kneeing him in the stomach so that he bends over in pain. You watch as Paul kicks him down to the ground, standing over him with a furious expression.

“I heard what you did last night, Aric.”

Aric groans in response.

Paul continues, “I know you tried to harm my beloved, tried to belittle her. Did you think you wouldn’t be punished?”

“Paul, I think he’s learnt his lesson,” you try to calm him.

“No, no he hasn’t.”

Paul watches as Aric rises to his feet, mouth bloodied.

“I should’ve known that whore would snitch.”

You wince, not at the intended insult, but at the fury blazing in Paul’s eyes. This isn’t going to end well.

“Stop talking,” Paul uses the Voice, before punching him once again.

“Get on your knees.”

You watch as Aric drops to the floor.

“Beg for her forgiveness and I’ll let you walk away,” Paul says casually. “If you don’t, I think you know what’ll happen.”

Watching with a flicker of amusement, you incline your head, “Go on.”

Aric grits his teeth, “I’m sorry.”

“That wasn’t good enough,” Paul seethes, “Do it better!”

Aric slams his head on the floor, “Please, please, don’t let him kill me. I won’t ever speak to you again!”

“I know you won’t,” you nod at Paul. “I think all is well now.”

“Get up Aric,” Paul commands. “I don’t want to see your face again, you hear me?”

Aric nods and retreats with a burning face.

You turn to Paul, crossing your arms, “Beloved, huh?”

He rubs the back of his neck, averting his gaze, “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Paul, hearing you call me that fills my heart to the brim. Your my beloved as well, you know.”

Paul bridges the space between you, clasping the back of your head and pressing his forehead against yours.

“I don’t think I could ever be without you. Even the thought of someone trying to take you from me, turn you against me…”

“Don’t worry, Paul,” you ghost your lips across his. “That will never happen, not as long as I have breath in my lungs.”

He wraps his arms around you, “I’ll cherish you always, protect you always.”

“I know.”

[A/n - It’s my first time writing Paul so I hope I did ok!]

[kteezy997]

The Heart of a Bene Gesserit-Part Five//Paul Atreides//Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen

Warnings: cursing, light violence, brief mention of smut

“A true friend? Is that why you sent a spy for me?” you asked, glaring at Paul.

He let out a small breath but didn’t speak. He looked away from you. He couldn’t deny it. He had underestimated you.

“Everything I have done since I arrived here has been for you. Look at me.”

Slowly, his gaze returned to you with an angry glare. “How dare you use the Voice on your Emperor.”

“The Emperor continues to disrespect me, so I will do as I please. Why are you spying on me? What do you need to know that you cannot ask me directly?” your words were biting.

“I knew you would try and speak with Feyd-Rautha. I wanted to know how it went. I wanted to make sure you were safe."

“What can I do for you to trust me? You know I can handle myself; I don't need to be treated like a child, Paul.”

"I trust you, but I don’t trust him. He’s an animal. He deserves to be where he is, as I’ve told you before.”

“And as I told you, he didn’t kill your father. Whatever you have against him, is not his direct doing. He deserves better treatment. At least better food and shelter, if you refuse to have him on your council.”

“Oh, I do refuse to have him on my council.” he said firmly.

“You’re not even willing to give him a chance to prove himself.”

“And why should I?!” he raised his voice at you.

You stepped closer to him, eye to eye and only inches apart, “Because your roles could have very easily been reversed.”

His bright blue eyes flared into yours, his jaw tightened, “The Bene Gesserit made us both freaks.” he spoke much softer than before.

“Then maybe you should take some consideration for him.”

“Hmm.” he sighed, “Y/n, I don’t want you to see Feyd anymore. He is dangerous. I know that you are capable of taking care of yourself, but this is the one thing I ask of you.”

“He is no more dangerous than you are.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure, you could be playing with fire.”

For some reason, you really felt the weight of his warning.

He looked down the hall, “It is getting late. We should both get some sleep. We can talk more tomorrow.”

You were tired of this conversation, and mentally drained, so you said, "Goodnight, my lord."

Paul acted as if he was going to say something else, but only said, “Goodnight.”

.........

The next morning, a servant knocked on your door as you were getting ready for the day. "Yes?" you answered.

"My lady, you have been summoned to the slave quarters, if you so accept."

Feyd.

You made your way down to the slave housing, and there he was, waiting for you.

"There you are my darling. I was worried you wouldn't come." boomed his raspy, growling voice.

"I'll not stay long, Feyd-Rautha. It's not safe, us meeting, I fear it could get one or both of us hurt."

"Well then," he started to close the distance between you, "I'll make this short and sweet. I have a proposition for you: get me back to Giedi Prime, and I'll give you a Harkonnen heir. This way, we both get something out of it. The sisterhood would reward you, would they not?" he leaned in toward you, cocking his head to one side.

You trembled, "I was wrong to come here and speak with you. To get your hopes up. I cannot get you off-world, as you wish. But what if I set something up with the Emperor? Play your cards right, and you find yourself in better conditions with better food and sleeping arrangements."

"Hm." Feyd backed away from you, "If that is the best you can do, then yes. I accept. But how will you accomplish this? I am a slave, after all. They'd never welcome me with open arms."

"Just trust me."

..........

That evening, you were the last person to arrive at dinner. "I have brought a guest. I hope that is okay?"

Blades were drawn from Stilgar, Gurney, and all men around Paul as Feyd-Rautha made his way into the room. He had the tiniest of grins on his face.

"Hold." barked Paul, signaling the men to retreat.

"Paul, I require a council with you and the slave." you said. The dining room had gone so quiet, you could hear the drop of a grain of sand.

Paul was shooting daggers at you. How dare you be so bold as to bring Feyd-Rautha into his royal house. "Very well. Gentlemen, as you were."

As the three of you enter the same room together, you felt the shivers of remembrance of that dream. Paul between your legs, Feyd in your mouth. You tucked the image away in an instant. This was business and given the two men in the room and the intensity from both sides, things could turn savage at any moment.

"What the hell are you doing bringing this animal into my house, y/n?!” Paul yelled at you. His eyes practically throwing flames at you.

“Calm down, Paul. Feyd-Rautha is only here to show peace. He is not the animal you think him to be. If you will not upgrade his position, the least you can do is upgrade his living situation. What he has is not enough."

"Why should he get special treatment above the other slaves?"

"You know why: Feyd has superior intelligence-"

"I can speak myself, Atreides." Feyd's deep voice boomed into your ears.

You and Paul both looked at him.

"I can be useful to you, cousin. I hear talk of assassins, conspirators, nearly every day. I'd be an asset to your team. I'd kill any man that threatens the empire."

Paul eyed his cousin, squinting and holding himself a part, "And what must I do for you?"

"As the lady has probably discussed with you, a more accommodating lifestyle. Good food, nice bed, maybe a woman or two to keep me company. I do miss my darlings. Life is so lonely without them. I'm sure you know all about that."

Paul clenched his jaw.

Feyd smirked, then continued, "Your Fremen woman has been gone awhile now, and who is to keep the Emperor company?" The Harkonnen's gaze then turned to you. "Tell me, cousin, how is it that you've had this beautiful woman sent here to secure your seed, and yet you haven't fucked her?"

That final remark threw the Emperor into a blind rage, targeted at his enemy, his cousin. “Bastard!” he shouted, fiercely hurling himself at Feyd, grabbing him by the throat, his other hand wielding his crysknife. “I will kill you, right here.”

Feyd only grinned as he held Paul at bay.

“Stop!” you needed to use the Voice, otherwise one of them would be dead. "You're acting like children. Can we not talk like adults?"

"Did you not hear what he said about you? Why do you defend this animal?"

"Feyd, this was a bad idea. Please, go back to the slave quarters."

"You made me a promise, darling." Feyd sang, walking toward you.

"Stay away from her." Paul warned, grabbing Feyd.

"Oh, so you do love her." it wasn't a question, it was a realization, and something Feyd thought he could hold over his cousin's head.

Paul held the Harkonnen back, looked at you, "Of course I love her. I will kill anyone whom I deem a danger to her. If you want to keep your life, cousin, I suggest you go back to where you belong. Mind the spice, keep the other slaves in line. That is how you will prove yourself to the Empire. Rewards may find you then.”

You were taken aback, impressed by Paul's now calm demeanor. He was able to regulate his emotions after looking in your eyes.

Feyd-Rautha looked to you as well, and you gave him a nod. He then left quietly.

This shift in the room once Feyd was gone was much softer. You gazed over to Paul, trying to gauge him. "That was remarkable of you. You showed him kindness." you stepped closer to him, "And here I thought you did not have any for a Harkonnen." you smiled.

“Why did you show such obligations to him, huh? When it was I that walked with you as a child. You used to come into my room at night because you were afraid of the dark. Gurney Halleck taught us both to skip rocks on the water. Do you not remember any of it, y/n?”

“Of course I do. After all this, I cannot understand my own actions or thoughts any more.” you put your hand in your head.

You heard Paul inhaled deeply from his chest. He said, “Please, rid yourself of these thoughts of him. Stay with me.” he took your hand.

You looked at your interlocked hands, then in his eyes, wordlessly saying, ‘Paul, what are you doing?’

“He was right, you know.” Paul said, his voice just loud enough for you to hear. This was a vulnerable moment for him.

You sighed, “Do not pay Feyd any mind. He was only saying things to anger you. It’s in his blood to bring out the worst in others.”

“No, he was right. I do love you. And I’d kill for you. I want to keep you safe forever.”

You took a deep breath, knowing that he meant every word, “And I for you, my lord.”

“Your presence calms me, your eyes bring me back into focus,” he took a soft breath, “ I love you, y/n, but it is deeper than friendship.”

“Paul,” you shook your head slightly, “do not say things you cannot mean.”

“I do mean them. I have seen you in my visions. It’s confusing. I see various futures, lines in time, but you are always there. No matter the path I take, I want you here with me. Will you do that for me?”

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Villainous duo doing bad shit.

𖥔𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄’𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 | Neville Longbottom x black!female OC

The Morgan's take their kids to a family reunion in Louisiana to celebrate Mama Gene's Birthday, and Ruby and Neville have some fun themselves.

By 𓆺 Witch Aunt 𓆺 @moonlight-prose

𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀

By ✬ Astro ✬ @eulalielatibule

𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐆𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐘 

Original Character Bio

By ⎈ Navy ⎈ @navybrat817

✶𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 | Club Owner!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Fic Summary: The owner of The 107th wants you to be his girl whether you like it or not.

Chapter Summary: You're anxious before your date.

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄 | Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Bucky doesn't think he's good enough for you, but still wishes he could be your guy.

✶𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 | Club Owner!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Fic Summary: The owner of The 107th wants you to be his girl whether you like it or not.

Chapter Summary: The date is just beginning, but you're not sure if you can keep it together.

By ❥ Courtney ❥ @chasingmidnights

𖥔𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 | camp owner!Max Burnett x secretary!reader

Max comes to the camp to see how things are going, when he meets you, one of the newest secretaries to join the staff. Max is immediately smitten with you and wants to make you his. 

By ✾ Annie ✾ @nekoannie-chan

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 | Steve Rogers x reader

Steve broke your heart

By ✧Bella✧ @madwomansapologist

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌 - 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | Thranduil x female!reader

Thranduil thought the recent attack of spiders on a periphery village was the only thing deserving of his attention. If he could've imagined what he would found there, who he would found there, the Elvenking would wait a millenia in front of that river so he could see her sooner. Or: how Gandalf managed to keep a secret for 14 months.

By ఌ Bam Bam ఌ @buzzkillers

✶𝐅𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁 | Namor x fem!reader

namor comes to the call

By 𓆸 Rika 𓆸 @fushic0re

𖥔𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑!𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 | Choso Kamo x fem!reader

what it is like to date the choso kamo.

© all works belong to the respective writers of the writers café server.

[atopvisenyashill]

I am a Dany!Chosen One truther. I think her arc ends with her saving the world. I also think Aerys-wanting-to-blow-up-the city + the-wildfire-is-still-there + Dany-has-dragon + competing-claims= Big Green Boom. Why do people ignore this?

First - I am a Dany chosen one truther too it’s just that i think what she’s chosen for is bad! Think more along the lines of Anakin and Paul Atreides than Aragorn and Alina Starkov.

Second - no one is ignoring the wildfire, that’s actually a large part of people’s theories as to why KL is gonna Kaboom. it’s not that anyone is ignoring that it’s likely the pots of fire that are going to destroy KL. rather, it’s that people are theorizing on What is going to set them off! If a dragon fight happens over King’s Landing, well that makes sense as to being what sets the pots off and destroys the city.

Third - You say “dany’s competing claims” as if it’s a value neutral thing. We are in the middle of a show in this universe airing where every other scene is someone lamenting the horrors of war, the terrors of dragon fire, and the sin of kinslaying. So what happens when Dany gets to KL and finds Aegon has set up shop, gained most of Westeros as allies, and is beloved by the smallfolk? She just murders him, unknowingly setting the city on fire in the fight that happens between their dragons, and then gets to be the undisputed hero? Why is she justified for murdering him if he’s a good ruler with a better claim that hers? How does she not hold responsibility for the damage they do to KL if she’s using her dragon to burn him out, whether or not she knows about the wildfire pots?

What if it happens like in the show, where she shows up and in attempt to root out the Lannisters, she sets off the wildfire? Is it Cersei’s fault for refusing to give over the city? Is it Jaime’s fault for not telling anyone about the pots? Is it Dany’s fault for escalating the fight to dragon fire in the first place? Does it matter that it’s an accident? It doesn’t matter for other characters - Robb doesn’t mean to make the Riverlands a hellscape yet that’s what he helps to accomplish, regardless of his motivations! Stannis doesn’t mean to lead his men to ruin on the Blackwater yet that’s what he accomplishes! - so why would it matter for Dany? Why is she the exception? Simply because she’s The Prophecied Hero?

My stance on that is the same as my stance on tyrion as the third head of the dragon bc his dad is aerys - if a world requires three separate women to be raped in order to survive, that world doesn’t deserve to survive! If, in order for Dany to be the hero, she must not be held accountable for the mass death she’s going to have some sort of hand in and must not ever learn from her plethora of mistakes, than maybe she’s not all that heroic at all! Maybe, as Jon Snow says, she’s just more of the same.

[slayingqueenchal]

Interview(ed) | timothee chalamet x y/n

A remake of my first ever fanfic Interview. | Timothee chalamet x Reader (y/n) I'm a bit better at writing, comparing to my past self, this is full of fluff fluff fluffy, and I'm using second person perspective instead of first person perspective,and timmy describes you in french and it's like confessing! But I'll stfu rn, enjoy! (There's an ending to this not like the first one)

"Yes, how are you, y/n, Timothee! I am john" The interviewer said to you and timothee.

"Good good! " Said timothee, and you nodded with him. "Amazing, now, I'm going to ask you questions for both dune part 1&2, is that alright?" John ask and both of you nodded.

"So, timothee, how did you get the role of Paul atreides? " John asks while flipping his card.

"It was like every other auditions, it's a tough one, I was really lucky that I got the role" He explained, his hands were moving as he was speaking.

"Great, what about you, y/n" John asks. "It was my cousin, who made me audition for the role of alia atreides, she was nine, she's a, a really smart person, to the degree that she understood dune" You told John.

"Why haven't you told me this?! This is literally the cutest thing ever, Y/n" Timothee groaned.

John flipped another card. "You can choose to not answer this one, just tell me, but the fans are curious about you twos dating rumours, is that true? " He asks.

"That's fine" Said timothee, you told John "we're very platonic.. Too, platonic, sometimes" With a fake chuckle.

You always had feelings since you first met timothee. It's like, love at first sight.

"Oo, that's cool! Up to the next question! " He flips his card, "Can each of you tell me, who was the most funniest, adorable, relatable, nicest co-star in the whole film, say it at the same time! ".

"Okay.. Timmy, one" You said.

"Two" Timothee said.

"Three! " You said. You pointed at him, saying "you!". But, he had done the same thing to, he said you were the most fun from the whole dune film.

"Aww" John said. You realized that, you were blushing hard.

"Up to the final, special question, many fans have asked this, timothee, can you describe y/n kn french? " John asks.

"elle est belle, ma personne préférée dans le film, peut-être ma personne préférée dans le monde entier" Timothee says with a lot of emotions.

(she's beautiful, my favorite person in the film, maybe my favorite person in the whole world)

"elle est vraiment attentionnée, avec beaucoup de monde et je ne pouvais pas m'empêcher d'être jalouse" Timothee says.

(she's really caring, with a lot of people and I couldn't help but to be jealous)

"Je pense que j'ai des sentiments pour elle, mon amour"

(I think I have feeling for her, love)

"et je sais qu'il y aura un gars ou une fille française qui traduira ça, mais priez Dieu qu'elle ne le sache pas. c'est une belle, géniale, gentille personne et honnêtement je ne la mérite pas du tout mais c'est trop tard maintenant, je suis déjà tombé amoureux d'elle" He says

(and I know there's going to be a French guy or girl who is going to translate this, but, pray to God that she wouldn't know. she's a beautiful, great, nice person and I honestly don't deserve her, at all but it's too late now, I've already fallen for her)

"And I believe that's it, I guess" He says.

"That was great! I personally don't understand but, maybe there will be someone who will explain, well I'm ending soon so, thankyou so much for answering all of the questions! Goodnight and bye! " John says enthusiastically. Not you though, you and timothee looks like a dead zombie answering questions since seven in the morning to ten pm.

"Well, that's all guys, pack your stuff and you can go, goodnight! " Says the producer.

"Alright" You both said.

"Timmy! Goodnight" You said, waving at him. "Night, y/n" Timothee responses.

You walked down to your car in silence with your body guards, and got home safely.

You went upstairs, get cleaned up, and went for a good night sleep.

Everything was alright until a thousand notifications blew up on your phone.

"What the hell" You groaned, taking your phone. Though your eyes were blurry, you can still see.

Everyone one was tagging you all across the media.

"Oh my gosh, I'm French, and if you haven't watched the dune interview with buzzfeed, you're missing out! " The girl says and plays the audio.

'elle est belle, ma personne préférée dans le film, peut-être ma personne préférée dans le monde entier' the blurry audio says

"Timothee is saying how y/n is the best person in the world and later he says that he couldn't help but be jealous of people around her who she's nice with,OH MY GOSH, he says he thinks he has feelings for her, and that he doesn't deserve her but he has already fallen in love. Oh my gosh y'all" Says the girl.

You sat there for a second, trying to process what's going on.

Timothee, liking you back? Sounds like a daydream.

You opened your messages app to found timothee's was filled by apologizes, confession, and him saying sorry for a hundred times.

You wrote 'timmy, you don't need to say sorry, in fact, I love you too'. No, that's corny you changed it up a bit "timmy, you don't need to say sorry, in fact, I have feelings for you too".

You sent it with your eyes closed. Turning off the phone.

"Y/n, I have.. It's like love at first sight and since you've told me this, would you like, go out with me, I know I'm a sucker for asking this in chat but pleasee" The notification rings.

Well, you replied and, guess someone's going on a date.

This was really rushed I'm sorry

[annachum]

So in Dune, in universe, Princess Irulan is the one who written the accounts of Dune, as a way to correct the propaganda around the whole disaster of Paul Atreides and Chani ( Irulan really deserves better )

I think

In GOT Universe, in universe, Sansa is the one who documents the events of Game of Thrones series - as a way to dismantle the Houses Lannister and Baratheon propagandas in those series once and for all

Those 2 houses been spreading propaganda all over Westeros, and soon trumped one by one by Houses Stark, Tyrell, and Martell propaganda

And after Sansa fled Kings Landing, the House Lannister has a domino effect of the people of Kings Landing finally seeing the true colors of Cersei and starts a whole Rebellion against Cersei ( one of the factors is the truth of the execution of Margaery, who becomes very much popular with the people of Kings Landing in general )

Sansa is a bookworm and, after becoming Queen of the North, she js also committed to dismantle the propaganda legacy of Daenerys - Daenerys literally at first given false hope ( inadvertently ) to the people of Kings Landing in general.....only for Daenerys to burn down Kings Landing instead

She also becomes committed to write the chronicles of A Song of Ice and Fire, documenting the journey of Sansa and the rise and fall of Daenerys Targaryen

She also done this for the stories of Loras, Renly, Olenna, Margaery, her parents , Robb and Rickon, whose stories have been falsified in the Lannister propagandas ( much to the fury and dismay of Sansa, Arya and Bran )

[snotsloth]

Just got back from seeing the new Dune movie and I have so many thoughts about generational trauma, gender-based magic systems, and the white savior trope. But most importantly, fuck Paul Atreides. Chani's the real hero of that movie and she deserved better.

[super-hero-confessions]

Irulan Corrino is arguably a better, more complex character than Chani Kynes is. I don't hate Chani nor do I ship Irulan with Paul Atreides because frankly, Irulan deserved better than a forced marriage to Muad'Douche. It's just that Irulan has been written as more than just a potential love interest in the books than Chani which is probably why Frank Herbert killed Chani off because he didn't know what else to do with her character.

[kwiisatz]

𓏭  i trusted you with everything, and this is how you repay me?  hi ᝰ @stupidprophecy ⨟ accepting .ᐟ  

his  shame  is  a  monstrous  thing. paul's  jaw  tightens  as  his  mouth  snaps  closed,  teeth  clicking  together  with  the  force  of  it.  he  stares  at  her,  something  deep  in  his  chest  stirring  with  too  many  sentiments  to  name.  all  at  once,  they  chew  on  his  sinews,  his  bones,  threatening  to  tear  at  vein  and  seam  and  marrow  ––  has  he  betrayed  her  in  her  eyes?  surely  not.  surely  his  heart - of - hearts  would  know  him  better  than  that;  she  would come  to  understand.  he  knows  this,  he  has  seen  it.  a  future  more  vibrant  than  the  rest  ––  she  will  come  to  understand,  to  forgive  .    .    .  even  if  he  may  not  deserve  it. 〝 I  know  you  don't  want  to  hear  it  but  .    .    .  ”  how  could  he  ever  explain  this  in  a  way  that  will  not  further  sever  their  bond?  〝 you  must  understand,  chani  ––  I  had  so  little  choice.  ”  this  universe  was  not  a  kind  one.  they  had  not  been  dealt  an  easy  hand.  none  of  them  but  especially  him.  paul  atreides  had  committed  atrocities,  yes  but  with  the  intention  of  achieving  a  life  he  could  spend  with  her.  what  a  brutal  boy  he  had  become  .    .    .  his  father  would  hardly  recognize  him. 〝  I  did  not  mean  to  trample  your  trust  but  how  else  was  I  supposed  to  protect  us?  ”  besides  following  this  path  and  inevitably  fulfilling  this  prophecy.  all  this  propaganda  .    .    .  his  shoulders  feel  so  heavy,  the  sky  would  be  a  lighter  load.

[essenceofhispenance]

I LOST THE MEME

@impercre ASKED: you deserve better than who i am right now, but i'm gonna keep trying to become someone you do deserve (PAUL)

"I agreed to it." she said softly, "and I know how you wish to react to what has happened, but I let him near me. He's a child in that way -- like you were."

At least he was listening now. They sat apart from one another and Chani kept her arms crossed that she might use them if she needed to.

"There certainly are the rules of your empire to contend with, but in this matter, it is the way of my people that must be addressed first. You can call him out after you contend with me." she said flatly, "But I won't forgive you if you do."

He was listening to her, for the first time in a long time. "It is not the way for me to act, and I will accept what retribution you see fit as it affects me. Not him, and not my son." She couldn't stand to lose another child, not in any capacity." I will follow those forms."

She sat silent a moment more, as if waiting for him to speak, to scream, to be every bit the Atreides he proved himself to be. If Usul were still some part of him, then none of this would have happened. She mourned her Usul as much as she did her child.

"Why did you come for me?" She asked finally. "Surely you would have seen how it led to this."

[fluxofthemouth]

@orestei (👋) is writing a Paul Atreides who is solidly an Aquarius. So I wanted to do it too, and I looked up all the little horoscope guys again, and just based on personality I think Piter would be a Leo. There are other signs that describe things that he does very well (Taurus loves the finer things in life, Libra has an uncanny eye for balance and the workings of things, etc.) but I keep coming back to Leo because that's the one that's absolutely convinced that they should be the center of attention right now and at all times. And I think that's a trait that really sets Piter apart from other, similar characters who may, for example, love the finer things in life, or be hard-working, or be manipulative and clever. bc he Does Not Stop Talking, and that's why I made my url 'fluxofthemouth' and never changed it. More thoughts below!

I also like that Leo is symbolized by a lion, which is also the symbol of the noble house that has controlled the Empire for thousands of years. Saying that Piter is a Leo feels like saying for him what he would not dare say out loud: that he knows down to his bones that it was not inherently his birthright to be less than anybody; yes, even that person. Especially that person, even. I imagine him going through horrible twisted Mentat schooling to learn to be 'perfectly objective' beyond the bias of human emotions; and being a smart little guy of course. So when the teachers are trying to explain why it's still perfectly objective and purely logical to see the Emperor as superior to other people he's like Oh! Obviously that's a lie and there's nothing in nature or the uncaring universe that makes the Emperor better, just like there's nothing in nature or the uncaring universe that makes murder evil. The teacher has a motive to say that, and I'm supposed to pretend to believe it to pass the test and get a job and so on. But really, it's all constructed by humans! And then he never told anyone and cultivated rage about it for the rest of his miserable life. And it's so poetic to me if his rage at playing a servant's role is so large and impossible to hide that it's literally in the stars, if anyone cared to look. Or would be from the perspective of Old Earth anyways.

I think Vladimir Harkonnen both 'loved' and hated Piter for having a strong independent streak. I think when Vladimir felt surrounded by yes-men and wanted to have literally one conversation with another human person that felt real even if the guy was mocking him the whole time, Piter was a godsend. And when Vladimir felt more comfortable in his power, and less wearied by the isolation of it all, having someone like Piter around who doesn't seem to believe in the divine right of kings (or whatever they're calling it these days) felt dangerous, and even very threatening to ideology that his rule and his wealth depended on. And that's what I feel is captured well by deciding Piter is a Leo; that absolute, independently-cultivated confidence in having a voice in this room and deserving to speak in this room even when literally nobody else expects, wants, or thinks that.

[demongemz]

“Back home we never would’ve been friends, surely you aren’t that naive princess, you say you married Paul out of duty and yet you fail that duty every time he comes to me instead of you. The pressures from your Reverend Mother would eat away at you, failing constantly to get into your own husband's good graces much less his bed. How could there ever be a path for us to be friends? What if I fell pregnant with his child? Would you not feel jealous at the fact that I hold something you should? Would you not try to kill the child and myself in hopes of turning his head back to you?” Chani wasn’t a fool, she was a fighter but she understood politics at the mere base of it.

Could they have ever been friends? Back home not, but in this new world…unburdened by the duties and rules that dedicated their life it might’ve been possible but the wound was so fresh in her mind she wasn’t sure. “You may not have had any reason to hurt me now but over the years you would’ve grown tired of your position as nothing more than a title walking around. Violence is what your people taught us when they came to attempt to rob us of our main resource. You know violence just as well as I do Irulan raised by the Benne Gesserits they know violence and use it frequently, or wasn’t it at their advice your father attempted to murder the Atreides bloodline?”

She watched the other for a moment “Then I hope on your wedding night you planned on slitting his throat if Paul had failed, no one deserves the torment and torture that Feyd-Rautha would’ve brought. I think it's better because you stand in one piece and do not forever wonder if your tongue will be ripped from your very mouth. People say that to your face and never dare say it to mine, what does that title do for you princess? I never feed those who would talk badly about you I have no reason to do so but you have proven my point…back home we never would’ve been friends you would’ve grown to hate the obstacle I presented” @fcdcdmcmories

"I WILL DO WHATEVER I WISH. I'M A PRINCESS. YOU, ON THE OTHER HAND? YOU KNOW .. ONCE, I HAD HOPES THAT WE COULD BE FRIENDS. THAT WE COULD PERHAPS SUPPORT ONE ANOTHER. i held no bad will towards you. but now? it seems as if that choice has also been made for us. by him." paul wanted them to be at each other's throats.

that much had been made clear, right? it was simply another reason for irulan to not trust him and .. she didn't. he was her husband and yet, she did not know who he was. "i have no wish to hurt you. that was not how i was raised. you were surrounded by violence, but .. i learned how to become who i am in some other ways." she was part of the benne gesserit and she did not regret a second of that. she had learned other ways to become who she was supposed to be. hadn't she?

"and you think that i don't know who feyd-rautha was? a psychopath. a murderer. i knew long before any of you did. and yet i was prepared to do what needed to be done. to do my duty. and you think that being ignored and hated by the great muab'dib was any better than that? that i didn't hear people talking about me, behind my back? THE PRINCESS WHOSE HUSBAND DESPISES HER. WHO PREFERS THE COMPANY OF A FREMEN RAT INSTEAD OF HER."

@demongemz

[walled-flwr]

To the Dark Lord - I know I will be dead long before you read this, but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more.

- R.A.B

Don't mind me, I'm just living my Timothée Chalamet as Regulus Black fantasies...