#dune rp

[sandwormrp]

A Little Of Nothing

Feyd Rautha x Harkonnen Fem!Servant 744 words Summary: In a place he loathes and dealing with servants, Feyd-Rautha is barely containing his frustration and has lashed out. A/N: Late night photoshop job that I gave up tweaking, so enjoy the lil manip that comes with this fic. I'm really proud of it 🥹 Will post up one without the title in future for you to use! Keep an eye out! Warnings: Violence, implied death, Feyd being Feyd. Will add more tags if more comes up.

The corridors of Harkonnen’s Keep lay suffocated in silence, thick and oppressive, pressing in from every corner like a living thing. The walls, smooth and cold, loomed high and indifferent, swallowing sound, swallowing breath. Only the distant, rhythmic thrum of machinery from somewhere deep within the fortress served as a reminder that this place still lived. But here, in this moment, within these walls, it felt as though the world held its breath.

Feyd stood unmoving, his gaze unfocused, his expression a careful mask of disinterest. But agitation roiled beneath his skin, a tight coil of restraint wound just beneath the surface. His fists curled and flexed at his sides, the movement subtle but betraying the slow burn of his temper. He had spent a lifetime learning how to control himself—how to wield silence, how to let his stillness unnerve—but the irritation gnawed at him, sharp and insistent.

The body of the dead slave had already been removed, the lifeless husk dragged away without ceremony, a useless thing no longer worth the space it occupied. Limbs sprawled, slack and weightless, as they were pulled through the open doors, the slow, wet sound of flesh scraping against stone the only whisper of farewell. A glistening smear of blood followed in its wake, pooling in the crevices of the floor, a crude, final mark of existence that would be scrubbed away before long.

The other servant had already pressed herself against the wall, her body stiff, barely breathing. Wide, unblinking eyes remained locked onto Feyd, the black in black pupils stark against the sickly pallor of her skin. A faint tremor ran through her fingers, though she still clung to the tray—her grip desperate, as if clinging to it might somehow shield her from his attention. The tray had belonged to the dead one. The razors, the oils, the cloth meant to groom him—they still lay upon its surface, untouched, waiting.

Feyd didn’t want to be groomed.

He didn’t want to be in the water.

He didn’t want to fucking be here.

And he was making that known.

The air in the chamber had grown thick with it—his displeasure. It radiated from him, curling through the space like an unseen force, wrapping itself around those present, making the girl against the wall shrink in on herself, her breath shallow, measured. She wasn’t brave enough to move. Not until someone else did first.

The doors groaned open again, the heavy sound cutting through the suffocating silence. Feyd’s eyes flicked toward the entrance, sharp, assessing, his focus momentarily shifting from the dark waters at his torso to the new arrival. Across the still surface of the black oil, he watched her. The girl against the wall did not dare turn her head. She only tightened her grip on the tray, her knuckles paling, her fingers stiff with strain. Her gaze remained on Feyd, watching, waiting. She would not step forward. But if another did, she would follow in their shadow.

They had wasted no time replacing the fallen.

Feyd studied the new girl, his expression unreadable. He knew this one. He was certain of it. He had seen her before, had watched her hands paint the body of a champion for the arena, marking the flesh in dark strokes, symbols of strength, of death. It was done for sport, sometimes for show. More often than not for pleasure.

Feyd had loved playing the crowd, twisting their cheers, their gasps, feeding them exactly what they craved. There, he had been all sharp smiles and effortless charm, his presence electric, his very existence a performance of power.

Here, he was not.

His jaw tightened, a slow, deliberate movement. He said nothing. Instead, he turned his attention back to the void.

A thin, shallow cut marred the skin just above his ear, a careless wound left behind by uncoordinated hands. The razor had slipped, slicing just enough to make a mistake evident, just enough to make it unacceptable. Blood had flowed freely at first, streaking down in thin rivulets before slowing, drying, hardening into rust-colored smears. It no longer bled, but the mark remained. A flaw. A careless insult. A splash of red in the endless black.

Feyd lowered his gaze to the still water. His reflection stared back at him, distorted by the faintest ripples, the dark liquid holding his image like an abyss waiting to swallow him whole.

His fingers flexed.

The surface stirred.

Continued on our jcink rp!

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[moonbeammist]

Dune Writing Works

MASTERLIST

Solo Works (tumblr and Archive of our own)

The Peasant's Secret - Feyd-Rautha x Fem!Fighter!Reader POV Part 1 Part 2

Collab Works (Sandworm: Dune Roleplay)

Doomsday Harvest - Feyd-Rautha x Xenn (OC) (moonbeammist + Logjam writing collab) Part 1 (story continued on link at bottom of tumblr post) I Will See You Again - Ghola!Chani x Paul Atreides (moonbeammist + Rora writing collab) Part 1 (story continued on link at bottom of tumblr post) Deep Sleep - Lance (OC) & Xenn (OC) (moonbeammist + Peregrine writing collab) Part 1 (story continued on link at bottom of tumblr post) A Little of Nothing - Feyd-Rautha x Fem!Harkonnen Slave (moonbeammist + Rora writing collab) Part 1 (story continued on link at bottom of tumblr post)

[impercre]

                    I’ll miss the sea, but a person needs new experiences           without change something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens

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[therapardalis]

Multi-fandom original muse, links in the pinned post.

Semi-selective, 18+.

Please read rules before following.

Verses in Modern, Historical, Doctor Who, MCU, Star Wars, Dune, Star Trek, Tolkien, Spiderverse, Witcher, Final Fantasy VII, Fury Road, Highlander, HTLJ, plus more.

Cannot take her anywhere.

[goldenniichor]

- Intro post! Hi all! I’ve recently been getting back into writing and I’d love to have more people to talk to about muses and to roleplay with!

I am 22, open to writing in reblogs on tumblr or through discord, or places like Google docs! I primarily write ocs and have ocs of all genders, identities, sexualities, races, backgrounds, etc. I love unique, diverse and fleshed out characters! I love gritty universes, nuanced characters, complex dynamics- I put a lot of thought and effort into my muses and love to see people passionate about theirs too! I love historical rps- from 1800s to some casual 1980s vibes, WWI settings or medieval times- urban settings, high fantasy, dark academia, action, thriller/horrors, crime, supernatural, dystopias. I love fluff and romance just as much as I love darker topics and violence- most things are up my alley! I do muse some canon characters or have ocs set in specific fandoms, so I’m always open to chat about them! I love detailed replies but can't always do rapid fire- I have a job to work around and sometimes get overwhelmed with rapid fire (silly I know, sorry!) but I love ooc chat between replies! I love chatting about ocs and plotting or doing multiple threads! I mostly use realistic faceclaims as well. Feel free to message me and I can offer a link to short bios on my ocs for you to look over if you're interested in plotting, or send me an oc or idea you'd like to use and I'll tell you if any of mine might fit! Some fandoms of mine include: The Hunger Games (ocs only); Dune; Star Wars (ocs only); The Elder Scrolls (ocs only); Dragon Age; Baldur’s Gate; The Umbrella Academy; Severance; The Handmaid’s Tale (ocs); Cyberpunk 2077 (ocs); and more that I just can’t think or right now!

[roseguided]

[dragonheaart]

tula harkonnen & sister francesca the women that you are! ngl i might have to revive my dune blog.

also i’ll be trying to get caught up on my replies here soon

[eritvita]

universal apostate oc. 18+. unaffiliated & non-mutual inclusion. irl magick & occultism.

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[sandwormrp]

Under The Light Of The Moon

Paul Atreides x Irulan Corrino 905 words

Summary: Taking place after the final battle between Feyd and Paul. Marriage to Irulan is inevitable, but what if it was to become a slow burning love instead? Messiah alternative universe.

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His own knife slid into him faster than he could move back from it. His breathing broke into a grunt of pain. Echoes of the people around him gasping in their despair. Paul staggered back when Feyd cast him aside. The Harkonnens mistake was not finishing him then. Pain and exertion took their toll on his body. He panted for air, the sharpness of it in his ribs with every inhale. The battle was over. This was it. They knew it. He knew it.

Paul was able to take one last glance back to Chani as Feyd approached. He didn’t move. Didn’t try to back off or pull his knife from his wound. One path. One more chance. Feyd would want to make a spectacle of this. Paul knew any other alternative would be his death. He wouldn’t count how many times he’d seen variations of this moment.

His hand shot up to grab at the offending blade drawing in towards his heart. Feeling it cut through into his hand as it was pushed towards it’s fatal mark.

‘I have you’

‘Aye, but look down, my lord. You’d have joined me in death. I see you found the mood.’

His other hand shifted with speed. Last chance. One final strike sank into his opponent. His blade. The blood flowed more freely from the wound into his suit. Feyd’s eyes changed from triumph to realization. They both sank down. That was too close. Feyd had been an excellent fighter, his final words spoke of his skill and respect. The people around him broke into ovation. An ovation of calls not to him, but to their god. Lisan al-Gaib. Now to be spread across the world in his name. This wasn’t to be celebrated, he thought.

Standing up straight and looking between the former Emperor and Irulan, his wife to be. He’d made a promise that he’d keep her safe. Paul would keep to his word, though he knew it meant losing Chani. He’d seen a time where she’d come back. He’d try to hold onto that. His eyes never left Irulans. Pity felt in the curl of his heart. This is the way it had to be, but he still felt sorry for her.

—

After all was said and done, Paul was given medical treatment and the blood of Feyd would be cleaned away from the floor. He knew the Fremen would’ve only taken the water only to replenish their stillsuits. Being a Harkonnen, his water was impure.

“No,” he would say when he saw what they were about to do. “Give him full funeral rites. His water is now mine. It’s to be given to Irulan at the ceremony tonight.”

He spoke to the people, but it was also for the benefit of his wife-to-be in knowing what came next. He knew his words wouldn’t be challenged by anyone, but the significance of them was felt by the Fremen. Feyd was being honoured. Lisan al-Gaib’s reverence was to be followed as the word of god.

Paul ran on autopilot. Going from one motion to the next. Emperor Atreides. Mahdi. Lisan al-Gaib. Future sight made him less inclined to feel anything for one moment or another. His mind was elsewhere. Grounded by the discomfort and pain of being alive. He couldn’t afford to remain despondent. Ships were already being prepared to be filled and sent in the first wave of his jihad. None would know the true horrors of how damaging this path will be until it’s all said and done.

Once night fell they were to be married out in the open desert under the light of the two moons. Paul had sent Irulan to remain with her entourage until the ceremony. She had the Fremen at her disposal. Paul had ordered house staff to go to her and see to it she’s cared for. They’d likely offer to dress her traditionally for the ceremony.

He’d been taken and cleaned up. His suit removed and gone for repairs. Redressed in traditional Fremen attire. He waited at the entrance of Arrakeen alone. The rest of his wedding party and his sietch had already gone scouting ahead. He was to travel there with Irulan. He suspected she’d never been out in open desert. While the threat of worms was minimal especially after they tired in battle, the deserts were never completely safe.

He kept his hands folded together in front of him when house staff brought her to him. His good hand covered the bandaged one. They left at his signal. Finding himself truly alone with her for the first time. Paul didn’t move right away for them to begin the trek. Anything he thought to open with fell flat on a quiet tongue. None seemed like the right thing to say.

“Are you doing okay?” he finally settled on. Knowing this was all new to her. Paul didn’t know exactly how much she knew about Fremen culture. She was book smart, he knew that much. “We’ll have stillsuits waiting for us at the sietch. We’ll be there before sunrise. The ceremony out in the desert won’t take long. I’ll talk you through it as we travel. Here.” He dipped into his pocket with his uninjured hand. Pulling out a small chain with coin-like rings attached. It could be used as a bracelet or worked into her hair or outfit. He held it out to her expectantly.

Continued on our jcink rp!

[findroleplay]

Hello! My name is Nyx. I'm attempting to match with fellow active roleplayers! A little about me is I'm 26 and have been role-playing for a little over twelve years. I prefer literate and third-person roleplays. My dm's here are open! I can also be reached on discord at aesthetic_amethyst_creations_nyx.

I will roleplay most topics, but this can be discussed more in detail. I also do mxm or wxw, as well as mxw. I prefer my rp partners to be 21+.  I am fine with NSFW.

I do tend to lean more to angst than a lot of fluff, but balance is key!

I'm open to oc x oc, oc x Canon, or Canon x Canon.

Here are a few fandoms I'm involved in. The ones with stars are the ones I'm most interested in.

Harry Potter [Marauders Era preferred!]☆

Stargate Sg-1 ☆

Masters of The Air ☆

Lost in Space 2018 ☆

HOTD

Twilight

Vikings

The Last Kingdom

Dune

Reign

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[derp-atreides]

weird random Dune AU/rp idea:

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen is the insufferable annoying neighbor who throws loud parties all the time, gets drunk, has weird people over, causes a ton of trouble and, apart from all of that, is smoking hot.

Paul Atreides lives right beneath him, absolutely hates how noisy and loud and just "wrong" (by Paul's standard LOL) Feyd is but still keeps in contact with him, because he secretly enjoys the fighting and sometimes is even jealous because he can't let himself live that sort of life even if he really wants to. After some time of them fighting and kinda hating each other Paul finds himself thinking more "I'd love to be pinned against a wall by him" instead of "i want to beat his ass"...

(tbh i would love to rp this with someone, hmu if you're interested in playing as Feyd ig??)

[galaeus]

  ——— INDEPENDENT ORIGINAL CHARACTER within the worlds of fallout, dune, star trek, & more. mature & triggering themes present. / CREATED BY AMY.

[rpfinderofchaos]

⛪️ ( nineteen plus only ) — hi hi, my name is allyssa, i am twenty years old and i am currently looking for some new writing partners. i am looking for people who are novella writers, but i will accept semi-lit or literate writers as well. i would just prefer for you to write more than two paragraphs. i am specifically looking for people who can give fast replies, and good responses.

🥩 ( more information ) — to delve deeper into some more information, i will warn that i do enjoy darker themes / aspects of roleplay. so if you're not into that, please do not interact. i do have a job, so sometimes my responses may not be as rapid. but, i will obviously tell you when i'm busy. i accept you to do the same if you're accepted to be gone for a long period of time (this doesn't mean you have to update me 24/7 on what you're doing, just mean if you're taking a break for a while type of thing, please tell me so i don't think you're ignoring me or no longer interested).

🦌 ( fandom information ) — below, i will list a few fandoms i am interested in. though, i will say that at the moment, i am really only looking for people who will play any of the canon characters against my original character. if you're not interested in that, i more than understand. i will also accept canon character and canon character pairings depending on what the pairing is and it also depends on what the fandom in questioning is. below, i will list some of the canon characters i am looking to write against. the ones i am looking to write against the most will in bold.

house of the dragon

- aegon ii targaryen

- aemond targaryen

- daemon targaryen

- alicent hightower

- rhaenyra targaryen

- harwin strong

- criston cole

game of thrones

- ramsay bolton

- sandor clegane

- jon snow

- daenerys targaryen

- jaime lannister

- robb stark

star wars

- anakin skywalker

- obi-wan kenobi

- kylo ren / ben solo

- padmé amidala

- din diarin

- poe dameron

dune

- paul atreides

- leto atreides

- feyd-rautha harkonnen

🕊️ ( other things ) — if you're not partial towards any of those fandoms, i can also offer some original themed content, which will be listed below. the same rules follows for this as fandoms, my favorite pairings will be bolded. though, the only thing different will be that i will indicate with part of the pairing i am going to be portraying. i would also like to mention that i prefer realistic faceclaims, such as musicians (with plenty of recourses to use and go off of), actors, and models (with plenty of recourses).

original

- anything based off ethel cain’s discography

- incubus and exorcists daughter

i will be playing the exorcists daughter

- creepy landlord and tenant

i will be playing the tenant

- cult leader and devoted follower

i will be playing the devoted follower

- corrupt priest and church goer

i will be playing the church goer

- serial killer and lead detectives daughter

i will be playing the lead detectives daughter

- escaped prisoner and victim

i will be playing the victim

leave a like 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

[prpfz]

⛪️ ( nineteen plus only ) — hi hi, my name is allyssa, i am twenty years old and i am currently looking for some new writing partners. i am looking for people who are novella writers, but i will accept semi-lit or literate writers as well. i would just prefer for you to write more than two paragraphs. i am specifically looking for people who can give fast replies, and good responses.

🥩 ( more information ) — to delve deeper into some more information, i will warn that i do enjoy darker themes / aspects of roleplay. so if you're not into that, please do not interact. i do have a job, so sometimes my responses may not be as rapid. but, i will obviously tell you when i'm busy. i accept you to do the same if you're accepted to be gone for a long period of time (this doesn't mean you have to update me 24/7 on what you're doing, just mean if you're taking a break for a while type of thing, please tell me so i don't think you're ignoring me or no longer interested).

🦌 ( fandom information ) — below, i will list a few fandoms i am interested in. though, i will say that at the moment, i am really only looking for people who will play any of the canon characters listed below against my original female character. if you're not interested in that, i more than understand. i will also accept canon character and canon character pairings depending on what the pairing is and it also depends on what the fandom in questioning is. below, i will list some of the canon characters i am looking to write against. the ones i am looking to write against the most will in bold.

house of the dragon

aegon ii targaryen

aemond targaryen

daemon targaryen

alicent hightower

rhaenyra targaryen

harwin strong

criston cole

game of thrones

ramsay bolton

sandor clegane

jon snow

daenerys targaryen

jaime lannister

robb stark

dune

paul atreides

leto atreides

feyd-rautha harkonnen

star wars

anakin skywalker

obi-wan kenobi

kylo ren / ben solo

padmé amidala

din djarin

poe dameron

🕊️ ( other things ) — if you're not partial towards any of those fandoms, i can also offer some original themed content, which will be listed below. the same rules follows for this as fandoms, my favorite pairings will be bolded, but the pairings that are pink, means that is my role. though, the only thing different will be that i will indicate with part of the pairing i am going to be portraying. i would also like to mention that i prefer realistic faceclaims, such as musicians (with plenty of recourses to use and go off of), actors, and models (with plenty of recourses).

original

anything based off of ethel cain’s discography

incubus and exorcists daughter

creepy landlord and tenant

cult leader and devoted follower

corrupt priest and church goer

serial killer and lead detectives daughter

escaped prisoner and victim

Leave a like, and anon will get back to you!

[corriinos]

like for a starter from irulan < 3

[eclipsecrowned]

I ONLY TELL STORIES, YOUR GRACE. They may be truths, they may be fictions. All I know is that the stories themselves exist and that I must tell them. // indie selective mutually exclusive multifandom canon + oc multimuse. 18+. media represented includes literature, mythology, comics, video games, podcasts, manga, western animation, film, dungeons and dragons, television, and fandomless original content. est. 2022. penned by kadian.