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No because people clowning on feyd kissing baron Vladimir again but it was 100% an act of dominance from feyd! To me it was him showing the baron he's in charge of his actions! No longer controllable! - 💋

And it was improvised by Austin Butler 👀

I saw a great deep dive into that scene and the subtext and implications surrounding it on tiktok and I wish I could find it again to link 😭 I think Austin butler/DV/the whole production team really understood Feyd (and all the characters) and their complexities. Dune is so much about subtext and thinking and inferring and also mountains and mountains of lore that all just explain the smallest detail and that’s why it’s so fun to dig into, and I think the kiss is one of those things tbh

#Feyd rautha #dune #💋

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COLLECTION OF FEYD-RAUTHA FICS

This blog is about collecting Feyd-Rautha fics. The posts are only reblogs. They are tagged by categories (see tag guide) and, as of now they also get tags like oneshot, headcanon, series, masterlist and the name of the writer’s blog.

If anyone wants to be crossed off the list or the blog let me know.

I’ll reblog fics I come across from now on, if you want your Feyd fic to be reblogged just tag @aboutthenabaron

List of writers:

@alavestineneas • tagged reblogs

@austinbutlerslovers • tagged reblogs

@barbiedragon • tagged reblogs

@cherienymphe • tagged reblogs

@citrusdarling7 • tagged reblogs

@cosmictheo • tagged reblogs

@eraenaa • tagged reblogs

@foreverdolly • tagged reblogs

@francis-writes • tagged reblogs

@harkonnin • tagged reblogs

@houserautha • tagged reblogs

@kasagia • tagged reblogs

@kpopnstarwars • tagged reblogs

@lady-phasma • tagged reblogs

@lieutenantfloyd • tagged reblogs

@luminnara • tagged reblogs

@missjadesfics • tagged reblogs

@n-slayaaaaa • tagged reblogs

@perlelune • tagged reblogs

@plutoswritingplanet • tagged reblogs

@sansaorgana • tagged reblogs

@space-mango-company • tagged reblogs

@steph-speaks • tagged reblogs

@valeskafics • tagged reblogs

#fic recs #feyd x reader

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This might be a stupid question and also impossible but could giedi prime experience a solar eclipse and if so what would it look like with a black sun??

#dune #Giedi prime #Feyd Rautha

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these are my four vampire boyfriends, and yes, they smoke weed

#my weed smorking boyfriends

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AHHH I loved writing those!! Thank you so much for the shoutout! Also if you do write one I would love to read 👀👀

are you gonna do a Marko x creature reader?

Ok so I actually wasn’t planning on it! (Rip imma do everyone but him)

I might if inspiration strikes or something, but my thing with Marko x creature reader is I would want to do him with something avian, but there’s literally already this amazing collection of fics for Marko x Harpy reader by @luminnara !!!! Actually some of my favorite Lost Boys fics of all time, 10/10.

I feel like I have nothing to add to what’s already been written for Marko x creature reader because I think lumi did such a perfect job, and it’s hard for me to see Marko with any other creature!!! I would definitely encourage you to go and read her fics for Marko x creature

I’ll try to write more stuff for Marko, I have a paul x reader x Marko thing in my drafts (I know I don’t write for him much, sorryyyy) but more for him soon

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Sorry for the lack of posts, this past week was super busy! I’ll be back to posting Feyd stuff asap after a day or two of rest!

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Thank you for the shoutout!

Feyd Rautha Fic/Author Shoutouts

(18+, Minors DNI)

I am so, so in awe of the amazing fics that have been written in the last month since Dune 2 came out. All of the works I've read under the Feyd Rautha x reader tag have been absolutely phenomenal, and I wanted to give a shout out to some of my favorites because I think they all deserve some much needed recognition and love :)

Amazing Feyd Series:

Feyd's Blade by @afewfantasies

Feyd Fantasy by @austinbutlerslovers

Prophetic Poison by @n-slayaaaaa

Savage Bonds by @foreverdolly

Thrown to the Wolves by @sansaorgana

Unheavenly Creatures + everything else by @luminnara

^^All of these series are awesome and have been absolute essentials for maintaining my real-life sanity while feeding my Feyd-Rautha obsession. This entire month I've waited with anticipation for the continuations of all these fics, and I've literally (and I mean the literally btw) jumped/gasped with excitement when I've seen that a new chapter has been posted for each one of these.

More Feyd Awesomeness:

All of the Feyd Fics by @valeskafics [Personal Favorite of Mine is "Tolerance or Desire"]

"Beneath the Veil of Fate" and "His Love for You" by @andy-15-07

"Dance" by @feirceangel

Headcanons and more by @francis-writes

"His Kiss, The Riot" by @jointherebellion215

"Young God" and all the other fics by @perlelune

All Feyd fic writers, I salute you🫡. Thank you for your works and service to the world 💛💛💛

#fic recs

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Y’all let me know if you wanna be tagged in any of my Feyd-Rautha x reader stuff! Unheavenly creatures part 3 is coming soon and I have a lot of requests in the works!

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I absolutely love reading comments on my posts, they truly make my whole day 😭

Yall need to interact with fanfiction author's more.

So. After the ao3 strike.

I was encouraged to write more comments and make my love known to fanfic writers.

I dont really like commenting. Because im a bit shy and soooo lazy.

Now though. I am writing more comments. And dude. This is so heartwarming. Ya'll need to treat writers better. They are doing the lord's work.

Take for an example, couple of days prior, i was searching for something interesting to read, and found an oneshot quite compelling.

I read it. At the end of it, i was blown away by how good it was. It promised me something and it went beyond my expectations. But then i saw a crime, zero fucking comments!

At that moment, i wasn't feeling up to writing a comment. Because, normally i like to write huge paragraphs. But because im lazy i decided to be brief.

Next day, the author answered that the comment lift their mood for the whole day.

That warmed my heart.

Duuuuuuuude! Write comments! Suport the writers of the fics you like! No need to be something super elaborate. Just give your thoughts. Freak out. Ramble. Ask something. Make theories. Compliment. Make a joke about how you wished to give kudos every chapter but ao3 sucks(not true bby) and won't let you.

Truly. Just. Comment. It can make someone's day. And that is part of the apeal of writing fics. Interacting with people.

Just give love to fanfic writers yall. They deserve this and so much more.

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Well…. I saw Dune just now and I’m literally dead… not only am I back in that Victorian twinks clutches (that part at the end when he made the emperor kiss his ring will be plaguing my mind for the foreseeable future) I did NOT expect to find Feyd hot but alas he licked that knife and I felt it in my coochie… what can I say? I’m a weak woman. In conclusion: I’m a whore.

DOLLY DOLLY DOLLYYYYY MY BELOVED 🩷🩷🩷🩷

the feydussy claimed you too hehehe im so glad i can scream about feyd AND paul with you bc most of my mooties like either or 🤭

presenting you with a feyd starter kit including:

my dune masterlist where you can read my unhinged fics about him if they tickle your fancy

@austinbutlerslovers account who has the most incredible feyd gifs and an ongoing fic for him that im reading tonight

@barbiedragon the love of my life who's written two fics for him that actually genuinely changed my fucking life

@lady-phasma who makes feyd gifs and has done a few fics for him that are wonderful

@sansaorgana whose multichapter fic being updated is my sole reason for waking up in the morning (i kid - but not really)

@vivalarevolution who wrote an INCREDIBLE FEYD ONESHOT WITH HIS BLACK JIZZ HEADCANON WE NOW ALL TAKE TO BE CANON

and some more feyd writers: @missjadesfics @stormyfanfic @eraenaa @perlelune @luminnara

#thank you!! #Fic recs

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mandalorian helmets should have little hooks so the owner could attach charms to it like its an old phone case

#Star Wars

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Hi there thought I'd leave a feyd x reader, where he tries to gain her favor/ token during a tournament and to his surprise she leaves a hand print in paint over his heart as her token so all can see she has claimed HIM. This gives him a giddy rush cause now he is a winner in battle, power, and soon to be marriage.

Posted this one the other day! Look for “gladiator” on my master list!

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Hello I just want to say that I LOVE your work. Congrats on almost hitting 6k!! You def deserve 60k with the quality of your writing 🥹🥰🥰

Omg thank you 😭😭💕 I actually always wanted to become a published author (and maybe one day I will be) but it’s so nice knowing that so many people have enjoyed my writing enough to follow and/or interact with my posts! I absolutely love reading all the replies and tags and asks that I get on here, it’s the highlight of my day

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I’m actually so fascinated by the way the Feyd-rautha fandom blew up and how well written everything is, it’s so GOOD

#feyd rautha x reader #feyd rautha

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Feyd Rautha headcanons plsss

Like what was his upbringing and training like? How did he become what he is?

Okay I think about this A LOT and I just wanna say that I know people argue a ton about the original Dune book(s) vs the older adaptations vs the new DV movies, and these are just my thoughts! Frank Herbert was a great writer and he gave us complex characters with tons of subtext, but the original Dune was also published in the 60s and the other best known older adaptation is from the 80s, and both have some definitely outdated and not great stuff was used to show how bad a character was (like the Baron having an affinity for uh young boys who look like Paul 😬). I think that DV made some really smart changes to these characters that are more in line with contemporary thinking, while also remaining true to what Frank Herbert was trying to tell us about them—like the Baron is a Bad Man and Feyd is angry and impatient and definitely wants to kill him. ANYWAYS leggo, this is long and my thoughts jump around a lot but I hope you enjoy!

WARNING for some talk of SA! Also mentions of violence and murder and cannibalism, the usual stuff

The more serious ideas that are backed up by text and movie evidence:

Feyd-Rautha was taken from Lankiveil, a Harkonnen planet ruled by his birth father Abulurd (Vladimir’s younger half brother) by his uncle, Baron Vladimir. Feyd definitely knows this, and knows that Glossu Rabban is his older brother…so imagine all of the conflicting thoughts he must have surrounding his own position and future. On the one hand, he was taken and raised by his uncle so that he could inherit the title of Baron. On the other hand, he was taken as a punishment to his father. There must be resentment there, towards both his father and his uncle, and even his older brother. Even though Feyd was essentially chosen to become something more than Rabban, he grew up away from most of his immediate family. Even though he was raised to become Harkonnen royalty, imagine how he might have turned out if he had remained with his father, who had renounced the Harkonnen name.

He was brought up in a cruel and harsh environment. He was made into a killing machine, partly because of Harkonnen customs, partly because Vladimir enjoyed the carnage, and partly because it was the only thing a young Feyd ever knew. As a young man, he loves killing and shredding because it feels natural and is second nature to him, but does he ever wish he had known what it was like growing up in a softer environment? Food for thought.

He hates his uncle. In the book, he attempts an assassination. In DV’s part two, he mentions to the Baron that he should kill him, and the Baron laughs. Vladimir finds it amusing that Feyd would say something like that, because he knows he’s got Feyd under his thumb. Perhaps Feyd is even scared of him.

The Baron is, and was, cruel to him. In the book, after the failed assassination attempt, Vladimir tells his nephew that if he agrees to stop trying to kill him (lol), he’ll step down and let Feyd have his position. BUT he kills his darlings as a punishment (who in the book are female slaves, who act as his lovers)

I already have a ton of headcanons about his darlings in the DV movies, and I really think that Feyd cared for them. So imagine that your own uncle WHO YOU WANT TO KILL takes away the only things you care about?? That’s fucked up man

The Baron abused Feyd to some degree, very possibly sexually—I’ve seen a lot of people pointing out how heavily this is implied by the subtext in both the book and part two. Feyd is actually a complex character, but neither Frank Herbert nor DV really spelled that out, and you have to dig a little and think about it. While I obviously don’t want ANYBODY, even fictional characters, to experience something like SA, I think it does add to the depth of his character and gives more fuel to his rage. It also shows us just how terrible Vladimir really is. I’ve seen it suggested that this is part of what Margot Fenring means when she says that Feyd is sexually vulnerable, but I take that comment to more mean that he opens himself up to the possibility of harm a LOT in bed and that’s when he’s most emotionally vulnerable. BUT I don’t think those things are mutually exclusive

NOW THE MORE FUN IDEAS THAT I ENJOY (fun is a subjective term here lol)

Feyd-Rautha has a vulnerable side, and it’s very, very guarded. It’s buried so deep he may not even be aware of it.

He really does care for his darlings, and that’s the closest thing he feels to love. It’s a possessive, ownership kind of love that we would consider toxic irl, but they’re the only things besides his weapons and power that he cares about.

He doesn’t revere his weapons, but he respects them. They’re not personified, but he appreciates a good killing tool, and likes to take care of his knives.

He views lives as very black and white. There are people who can be killed (slaves, servants, rivals, his uncle), and people who ABSOLUTELY cannot be (his darlings, an SO, his hypothetical children)

He views everyone else as weaker than him, and it’s partially because his uncle would never LET someone as important to his plans as Feyd be harmed, so Feyd rarely feels that his life is actually in danger. Almost everyone he fights in the arena is drugged, and it isn’t like his trainer would fight without shields. He’d be confused and intrigued by someone who could actually defeat him, and he’s so into the art of war and battle that he would respect it (but also be upsetti)

He spends a lot of time watching and calculating in silence. While he’s impatient and has a short temper, he likes to learn about things that interest him.

He’s up to date on Giedi Prime beauty trends and sets a lot of the standards himself. He gets massages and spa treatments regularly and has been known to undergo more serious procedures.

While he doesn’t partake as regularly as his darlings, he occasionally consumes human flesh and blood and doesn’t think it’s weird, because he views almost everyone as lesser than him, so eating them is akin to eating livestock. Alternatively, I could see him going down the “I feel so overwhelmingly deeply about you that I must consume you body and soul” road about someone special but I really don’t think he’s got that brand of romance in him lol

Like lady fenring said, he is, in fact, sexually vulnerable. In the bedroom, he can let out his emotions, and sometimes they’re ugly and sometimes he needs to not be in charge for the night. He leaves himself open to manipulation and harm. Man just really needs a good hug tbh

Canonically hypersexual as a result of trauma

Is harsh as a result of a harsh upbringing, one that looked comfortable from the outside but was anything BUT for him. Beneath the surface, he’s messy.

Aggressive because he’s always had to be to survive. His uncle probably wouldn’t have killed him because he was always integral to Vladimir’s plans, but did a young Feyd know that?? NO

is NOT well traveled. He’s lived on Giedi Prime his whole life, has probably seen Lankiveil, which is cold and watery, and has been on Arrakis, but I think he would NOT know what to do if he was on a lush green planet. All he knows is harsh, extreme environments. If you plop him down in a meadow, he will have NO clue what to do

As a child, he watched his uncle kill anyone who inconvenienced him. This definitely warped Feyd’s concepts of kindness and the value of life.

His childhood was just unbelievably strict and harsh and at the same time he was spoiled in certain ways, and that has led to him growing into a pampered yet still caged man

He would LOVE to slaughter his uncle and feed him to his darlings

In an arranged marriage, something about his spouse would have to suddenly intrigue him, and then he would be HOOKED. He would sink his teeth in and refuse to let go. Opening up to someone who isn’t one of his darlings would be strange and difficult for him

Remember how I said he isn’t used to fighting sober opponents? I think that once he gets a taste for fair fights, he becomes a little addicted to the thrill of it and the power that those victories bring him, and he loses interested in drugged fights. After a lifetime of living under this uncle’s thumb, the control he has over someone’s life and PROVING that he’s better and stronger and meaner than them is the most validating feeling he knows.

He never shows mercy, because no one has ever showed it to him.

#Feyd rautha #Feyd rautha headcanons #dune #Feyd rautha x reader

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Yoooo thank you guys for 6k! I know numbers don’t really mean that much but it’s still nice :’) I don’t even know what constitutes “big” or “small” accounts on here anymore but I feel a little accomplished.

Rec list will be coming soon!

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Gladiator | Feyd Rautha x Reader

REQUEST: Feyd-Rautha fights in the arena, hoping to win your favor and maybe even your hand.

Warnings: violence

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

Feyd-Rautha didn’t know why your face was the only one he seemed able to pick out of the crowd. Out of all the eligible daughters the Houses had thrown at him, you were the one he couldn’t get out of his head. Deep down, he knew he should consider himself lucky for the privilege to have a say in his marriage, but most of the heiresses he had encountered did little to interest him and he had grown more than bored of the whole ordeal.

Until he was presented with you.

He had known little of your family, and he hadn’t cared to learn more. You had been from far away, and your culture was probably far different from his own. Perhaps it was arrogance that had fueled his initial disinterest, his ego rearing its ugly head. He had seen you and assumed you were boring and prudish, based on your style of clothing, and had initially been beyond irritated when you were offered up before him. He had cursed his uncle the Baron, and nearly killed the nearest servant. He had wanted nothing more than to be as far away from you as possible, exhausted and annoyed after a week of meeting princess after princess, all of whom he had rejected.

Why, then, had he become intrigued by you? Had it been the way you looked at him with such boredom, as if he had nothing to offer you? Had it been the information that he was simply one in a long list of suitors you were slogging through, much in the way he had been for what felt like an age? Or had it been the sudden revelation that you had more in common with him than he had thought possible, and the sudden knowledge that if he wished to catch your eye, tradition dictated he must show you a spectacular fight and defeat every other man whose goal was your hand in marriage?

“It is the way of her people,” Rabban had shrugged, oblivious to the way Feyd’s world was slowly being turned on its head. “I have heard that they were fighting long before House Harkonnen built our first arena.”

Now, Feyd-Rautha was stalking back and forth through the sand, thinking of all the ways he could slaughter his competition. He was one of ten, ten suitors, none of whom were drugged or weak from starvation the way his quarry on Giedi Prime always was. As he glared at the opponents around him, he knew that you were watching from the stands, in a luxurious box with your parents and ladies in waiting, and when a glance in your direction confirmed his suspicions, he was overcome with the desire to kill for you.

He had never felt that before. He was plenty familiar with the urge to maim, to slice and tear, to take lives—but he had never wanted to do it for another person. His darlings, in a sense, garnered that from him when he killed servants to feed them…but this was different. That was a life taken as a gift and a means to spoil them. This was a fight to the death, a way to prove himself to you…and for some strange reason, he wanted—no, needed—to succeed.

“Today we gather in the ancestral arena of our great House to honor a tradition which we have kept alive for one thousand generations!” A voice boomed. “Today, the Great Houses send their sons to fight for the hand of my daughter, and should they be so lucky, one will win her favor!”

Feyd-Rautha glanced at his nearest competitor, a round-faced man who was far too old to be marrying you. He knew the man thought he was safe; they had all received a speech on the importance of not actually killing each other, but Feyd had had no interest in listening nor adhering to the rules. If he was to truly win your hand, he knew he must make a grisly spectacle of himself. He had gone so far as to fight shirtless, so as to show you his smooth, unscarred skin, and display his enemies’ blood upon his flesh.

“Now, warriors…do battle!”

You watched from above as the fight commenced.

“I like the looks of that Halleck boy,” your mother commented as she peered through her positively ancient opera glasses.

Your eyes found the one she spoke of and you sighed. “He favors his right leg. He will not last.”

Your father plopped down in the throne next to you, a hearty laugh booking from his chest. “That’s my girl. Ever the strategist, with the sharpest eye in the known universe. Tell us, then, who do you predict will win? We can make a bet on it.”

“I hardly think gambling is appropriate on today of all days.” Your mother shot him a glare.

He only laughed louder.

“I like the Harkonnen.” You said, watching as Feyd-Rautha drove a blade into another man’s shoulder.

Your mother made a tutting noise. “He is…”

“Bloodthirsty,” your father offered.

“Yes,” you said, somewhat transfixed. “He is.”

Your eyes followed Feyd-Rautha’s every move, glued to his form as he lithely parried and dodged his opponents’ attacks. He was a surprisingly welcome sight after the many suitors you’d turned your nose up at, and while he had initially bored you just as the rest had, there was something in his demeanor that had piqued your interest.

Upon meeting, you had both been irritated and more than ready to stay unmarried forever. You had heard that Feyd-Rautha had also been meeting potential suitors, and if the rumor mill was correct, he had nearly killed more than one of them. When you had first laid eyes upon the pale, hairless Harkonnen heir, you had immediately decided that you might give this one a chance; many of the others you had met had seemed ill suited, abhorred by the concept of fighting for your hand in an archaic ritual. Feyd-Rautha, however, had changed when he had heard, shifting from disinterested to focused, his dark eyes gleaming with excitement at the prospect of a duel.

Now, he was stalking through the sand below you, wielding wickedly sharp hunting knives as he attacked a competitor from behind. He wasn’t above fighting dirty, you noted, his blackened teeth bared as he head butted another man. Only six remained including him, the other four having given up or lying unconscious at the feet of their opponents.

“He’s going to kill someone!” Your father exclaimed, his voice gleeful.

“And what a diplomatic nightmare that will be,” your mother mumbled.

You weren’t sure if Feyd-Rautha had truly taken any lives so far that afternoon, but as he drove a knife into the gut of another fighter, you surmised that your mother may be spending the rest of her day smoothing things over with and paying off the families of some of these men.

You watched, smiling to yourself as they all fell, one by one, into groaning, bloodied heaps in the sand, until only one remained on his feet. Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen was the victor, as you had hoped he’d be, and as the crowd erupted into a roar of cheers, you stood.

Your parents watched you carefully.

“Are you certain?” Your mother asked.

“Do you have any objections?” You countered.

“…none whatsoever.”

You turned to your father. “And you, Father?”

He shrugged, leaning his chin on his hand. “I quite like the boy. He will make for an interesting match.”

“Then it is settled,” you sucked in a breath, steeling yourself before turning and walking to the stairs.

In the arena, Feyd-Rautha was drinking in the sounds of an entertained crowd. He could put on a show anywhere, it seemed, and if he had been at all concerned by leaving Giedi Prime to fight on your planet, they were long forgotten. His blood was still boiling, chest heaving as attendants began collecting his fallen foes, of whom more than a few sported serious, possibly life threatening injuries. And after he had struck each one down, he had glanced up to find you there, watching him.

The crowd hushed suddenly, and Feyd-Rautha saw that it was because you were approaching him, stepping over your battered suitors without so much as a glance down at them. Your eyes remained focused on him, never leaving, boring into his form as he straightened up and faced you.

“Feyd-Rautha,” you greeted him.

“Princess.”

“You fought well.”

“Thank you.”

You smirked at him. “You hope to gain my favor, do you not?”

“I had hoped for your token, yes,” he admitted, watching you with those dark, intelligent eyes.

“A token, or my hand?” You asked.

“I will take whatever you see fit to bless me with, princess.”

With a sly smile, you closed the gap between you, pressing a hand to his chest. He felt warmth there, and when you pulled away, the roar of the crowd returned and he looked down to see a crimson handprint on his skin.

“Congratulations, Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen,” you said, your voice cutting below the cheering of your people in the stands above. “We are now engaged.”

With that simple statement, you turned on your heel and left.

It was foolish to turn one’s back to a Harkonnen, especially Feyd-Rautha, but you both knew he would never do anything to you. Not now. Not when his eyes refused to leave your retreating form. Not when his heart thudded in his chest excitedly. Not when he knew he suddenly had a wife, one for whom he would kill anything and anyone.

#feyd rautha x reader #feyd rautha