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alexagirlie · 1 month

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We Share Spit like Venom and Call it a Kiss

A/N: another cross post, this time a lil feyd/paul number I wrote back before the trailer for part 2 was released and we still hoped for a Feyd with hair. Header by Me. Divider by @zaldritzosrose

A little drabble sequel HERE that I did for Kinktober 2022. Featuring threesome and DP.

Fandom: Dune

Pairing: Feyd Rautha x Paul Atreides, Duncan Idaho x Paul Atreides

TW: Omegaverse. Omega Paul. Alpha Feyd. Alpha Duncan. Arranged Marriage. Secret Lovers. Consensual Drug Use. Drug Induced Mating Cycles. Implied Mpreg. Insults.

Summary: Paul could see Duncan from where his cheek was pressed to the sheets. Could see how hard his alpha was from watching Paul and Feyd together. Duncan had a hand around his cock, the tip looked red and angry, wet with precome.

Paul reached out with one arm and called for Duncan, called for his alpha, even as his husband licked a path up one thigh and curved his chest over Paul's back. Feyd's hard cock nestled against the crease of Paul's ass.

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Paul had been sure the night was going to end in blood when he had greeted his new husband, Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, from their marriage bed with his swordmaster's cock still buried balls deep inside him. Paul had been seated in Duncan's lap, his back against Duncan's chest with his head resting on the bigger man's shoulder. He was leaking a mixture of slick and cum and the smell filled the room, pungent and thick.

Paul had watched with a sick sense of satisfaction as the Harkonnen alpha had taken in the scene before him and for just a brief moment rage had filled Feyd's face. It had twisted the handsome features into something ugly and hateful before it smoothed out into a cocky smirk.

"Should have known you would be a greedy little slut of an omega."

Paul imagined that Feyd had meant the comment as an insult, Paul should have taken it as an insult but strangely he didn't. Instead the comment rekindled the fire in his gut, the fire which had been banked from the thorough fucking Duncan had just finished giving him. His soft cock gave a twitch against his thigh and began to thicken, taking a positive interest in where the night needed to lead.

Feyd's gaze locked onto Paul's hardening cock and his smirk slid from cocky to lecherous. He took a step towards the bed, his body language predatory and filled with intent before he froze as a deep rumbling growl sounded from within the broad chest pressed to Paul's back. Paul may need to play submission to his new husband but he already had an alpha and Duncan was not at all pleased with the proceedings. Duncan hadn't been pleased with the proceedings since the day they had been announced.

When Paul had presented as an omega just after his 18th birthday it had been a surprise, everyone had expected for him to present as a beta, like his mother. It was not an entirely unwelcome surprise though, as omegas were highly sought after for their fertility and were rare among noble bloodlines. Paul's presentation as an omega had given the Atreides family an incredible bargaining tool when it came time to negotiate for his marriage.

Marriage proposals began filling in before he had even reached a marriageable age and after several months the Emperor himself weighed in and made the decision for them.

When Paul came of age at 21, House Atreides and House Harkonnen would finally put aside their feud and be joined in union. Paul would be wed to the Baron's alpha nephew, Feyd-rautha. As an added incentive, the Emperor decreed that once Paul provided an heir, the emperor would grant him and his new husband the planet of Arrakis as a new seat of power. Feyd's homeworld, his birthright, Geidi Prime, would pass to his brother, Rabban, and the Atreides homeworld of Caladan would pass to Paul's young sister, Alia.

Many had been outraged at the Emperors decision, no one had wanted to see Paul wed to a Harkonnen, but to deny the Emperor would have been suicide. No one had been more outraged than Paul's most loyal protector, his swordmaster Duncan Idaho. He had spent weeks fuming and prone to bursts of rage that often left broken furniture in his wake.

It had taken Paul confronting his dearest friend in private late one evening for the true depth of Duncan's outrage to be known. For the true depth of both their feelings towards one another to be known. That night Duncan had taken Paul to bed and had shown him all ways an alpha could love their omega. All the ways an alpha could please an omega.

They kept their relationship a secret and as the date of Paul's marriage loomed ever closer he hatched a plan.

Paul told Feyd what was going to happen in no uncertain terms. Feyd would be allowed to fuck Paul, he would be allowed to knot Paul but Duncan would be the one to bite his claim. They would consummate their union, and Paul would continue to lay with his husband during each of his heats until he provided the Harkonnen alpha with an heir. They would receive their new serfdom on Arrakis with no one the wiser and then Feyd would never touch Paul again.

"What happens if I do not agree to these terms?"

Paul had expected an angry outburst, the rumours regarding the Harkonnen alpha suggested he was prone to fits of rage and violence. Instead his question was asked in a soft tone, though Paul could still detect the threads of anger under the calm.

Paul let his own wicked grin spread across his face.

"If you do not agree then I am going to claim that you attempted to assault me and during the altercation Duncan heard my calls for assistance and came to my defense. You were fatally wounded and bled out. A tragedy."

There was a minute of silence, no one spoke again until Feyd threw his head back and laughed. It was loud, full bellied and was a surprisingly joyous sound. Paul stared, stunned as Feyd's laughter trickled off into mirthful chuckles.

"Oh Paul, I had heard you were cunning but you really would have me assassinated on our wedding night."

Feyd's voice was filled with amusement, which Paul thought was a very good sign.

"And what? I get to be celibate for the rest of my life while you get dicked down by big and dumb here?"

Paul decided he would ignore the insult to Duncan's intelligence. Just this once for the sake of this transaction going smoothly.

"As long as you're discrete, and everyone consents, you can fuck whoever you want. That isn't me."

Paul let Feyd have a couple minutes to think about his offer before he decided to play just a little dirty. He detached himself from Duncan, rose up and off his cock and crawled forward on his knees. He tilted his head back even further which exposed the long line of his throat. Paul's cock was fully hard now and the tip was wet with precome.

He knew what he looked like and he hoped that an aroused and available omega would help sway Feyd's decision towards his plan. Paul wasn't against using biology in his favour when he needed too.

Finally Feyd huffed and rolled his eyes.

"Knock that shit off. Fine, fine I agree to your plan. We will do what is needed so we get Arrakis and you get to keep fucking the giant."

Paul grinned and slapped Duncans thigh and at his lover's chuckle, motioned him to get out from under Paul. Duncan moved to a chair next to the bed so he could observe and make sure Feyd doesn't do anything that Paul does not consent to.

On the bedside table there are two glasses filled with water and two small pills, one red and one white. Drugs designed to induce mating cycles in alphas and omegas. To increase the chance a child is conceived on the first go and to eliminate any hesitations when love is not a factor. Paul and Feyd both took their pill without comment.

Paul crawled back towards the headboard, leaned back and spread his legs in invitation. Paul was surprised but delighted to learn that Feyd was a very talented and generous lover. He crawled between Paul's thighs, pushed his legs up and out of the way and just dived right in.

He spends over 30 minutes just eating Paul out. His tongue moved in him just right, made Paul even more wet and open until Feyd could slip his fingers in too. One after another until he had four perfectly long digits fucking into Paul smoothly. They pressed against Paul's prostate with each thrust, shooting sparks up Paul's spine.

Feyd was determined and fucked him with his tongue and fingers until Paul came. That didn't even slow Feyd down, he kept moving his fingers in and out of Paul before he wrapped his mouth around Paul's half hard cock and sucked him down. He brought Paul back to full hardness and managed to coax a second orgasm out of Paul. Only then did he let Paul slump back against the sheets, sweat drenched and panting.

Paul was relaxed from two back to back orgasms, the drugs had finally kicked in and he could feel as the artificial heat gained strength. The urge to roll over and just take it, to beg for an alpha's knot. He just wants a knot, he needs a knot.

Everything had started to get fuzzy and Paul had a hard time focusing but he could feel that he was soaked. His inner thighs were slippery and wet with his slick. His body had decided he was more than ready to get on with things.

He whined and arched his back enticingly, and let Feyd manhandle him over until Paul was on his hands and knees, chest pressed down to the bed. Ready to be claimed.

Paul could see Duncan from where his cheek was pressed to the sheets. Could see how hard his alpha was from watching Paul and Feyd together. Duncan had a hand around his cock, the tip looked red and angry, wet with precome.

Paul wanted that cock inside him, wanted the promise of a knot inside him but he needed Duncan first. He needed his alpha to say it was okay. That it was okay for Paul to have another alpha inside him, to let another alpha fuck him, to knot him.

Duncan came to him, knelt at the side of the bed and cupped Paul's face in his large hands.

"What do you need my boy?"

"Tell me… tell me I can. Please alpha I need…"

"It's okay Paul. Go ahead. Take what you need."

Paul could see Duncan look at Feyd, and could only assume they had made eye contact over his back.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Fuck him."

Feyd listened. The press of his cock inside of Paul stole his breathe, whiped his thoughts and consumed him with the need to be fucked. The need to be knotted, to be bred and bitten and claimed.

Paul knew he begged, he could feel his mouth move but he couldn't make out the words. He just knew he needed more of that cock inside him. He knew he needed his alphas hands on him.

A well aimed thrust made Paul wail, the sound filled the room, high and needy and drove the alpha behind him to fuck him harder. Paul could hear himself begging now, begging to be knotted, to be filled, to be bred.

"Please! Please, I want your knot! Fuuuck! Alpha please, please, please!"

Paul registered the press of Feyd's knot against his slick hole and he barely had the presence of mind to push back, to push until it finally popped inside of the omega and he was locked in place.

He came around the alpha's cock, came from the feel of that knot inside him and the warmth that flooded his insides. He barely registered the press of Duncan teeth against his mating gland, the burst of pain as his skin ruptured and then he was flooded with pleasure as his orgasm crested and he was claimed.

They went several more vigorous rounds before Feyd was spent and the alpha was kicked out of Paul's bed. A servant was summoned to show him to his new private chambers in the Atreides household.

Sated and sticky with drying cum and slick Paul finds himself held securely in his lover's muscled arms. Duncan had taken him again after Feyd was done with Paul. While the drugs had still been riding the omega's body and making him pliant and eager. Once they were both sated they fell asleep pressed together and exhausted.

The seed did not take during this first artificial mating between Paul and Feyd, nor the 2nd, 3rd or even the 4th heat Paul shared with his husband. It was not until the 6th heat he spent tied between his husband and his mate that Paul felt his body accept what had been offered.

Paul grew large and there was much celebration when he finally gave birth. Twins. Both had Paul's sea green eyes and pale skin but one bore fine wisps of fiery red hair, the same as his husband's. While the other, thick curls of deep rich chestnut brown. Most would assume the babe has Paul's hair but only three knew the truth.

Only three knew the truth that it was not Paul's husband that shared his bed every night or that Paul didn't spend his heats with a single alpha but that he was lucky enough to spend it with two.

#kirstin's chronicles #dune #dune fanfiction #paul atreides #feyd rautha #feyd rautha harkonnen #duncan idaho #feypaul #atreidaho #feyd x paul #feyd/paul #duncan x paul #duncan/paul #omegaverse #omega paul #alpha feyd #alpha duncan

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heartoftheswan76 · 1 month

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You say "witch" like it's a bad thing. I'm the best companion that you can ever find for yourself. Power duet, right, my witcher?

#atreidaho #duncan idaho #paul x duncan #duncan x paul #paul atreides x duncan idaho #again with some crazy ideas

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eliander-whatwitch · 2 years

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#au-modern #atreidaho #duncan idaho #Paul Atreides #duncan x paul

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general-sleepy · 1 year

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"Ships of these two already constitute 80% of Tumblr." (Rifftrax of Dune, almost immediately after Paul and Duncan first interact).

#rifftrax #dune #dune (2021)#duncan x paul #the dune rifftrax is hilarious #just felt like this one riff was worth singling out #i also find it adorable the way that bill almost uses the word 'ship' correctly

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almostg · 2 years

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I'm beta reading the most beautiful Paul/Duncan fic for the Dune Mini Bang & I cannot wait for it to be out there so I can rec it to you all!

#dune fandom #dune fanfiction #paul atreides #duncan idaho #duncan x paul #dune mini bang 2022

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cassandraleeds · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dune - All Media Types, Dune Series - Frank Herbert, Dune (2021) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Paul Atreides/Duncan Idaho Additional Tags: Aphrodisiacs, Dubious Consent, Age Difference, Accidental Voyeurism, weakly handwaves at timeline, Underage Character(s) Summary:

Paul is acclimating to life on Arrakis and Duncan is newly back from the Fremen when an outing together ends with Paul accidently exposing himself to a sexual stimulant.

In this story, Paul has been aged up to seventeen.

#my fic #duncan x paul #paul x duncan #fic exchange #dune #dune fic

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the-gom-jabbar · 2 months

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The whole genetics project of the Bene Gesserit may have been dubbed a failure because Paul wasn't a girl but there was nothing stopping Paul and Feyd-Ruatha acting on that sexual tension they had in both book and film.

Paul could have taken Feyd as a third Consort. Just imagine Paul with his Empress Irulan and his wife Chani sitting at his side and Feyd just sprawled on the dais steps just wearing something scandalous like

You were right Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam, wasted potential.

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is-it-bussin-hannibal · 1 month

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more correct quotes

#frank herbert's dune #dune part two #paul muad'dib #paul atreides #feyd rautha harkonnen #duncan idaho #baron harkonnen #princess irulan #irulan corrino #reverend mother gaius helen mohiam #dune incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #feydpaul #feyd rautha x paul atreides

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akira71887606 · 6 months

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#dune 2021 #fanart #my art #duncan x paul #atreidaho

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yandere-wishes · 12 days

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⭒ㅤׂ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʀᴜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇㅤׂ ⭒

⭒⌒★ Yandere!Dune Men x Reader ★⌒⭒

゜。♡ 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒴𝑜𝓊 ♡ ｡゜

☾⋆ Paul Muad'Dib Atreides | پل معادب آتریدس

He dreamed of you again tonight. Something cathartic laying across the sands. Your touch haunts his skin, tracing scars and stars across his cheeks. He wonders what you see him as, something sacred or something exotic. Neither matters so long as you love him...

Paul's a volatile star, always one breath away from exploding. You're scared to touch the golden boy, lest your fingers return burned and your skull rattles with the echo of the cosmos. Still, it's hard to miss the devotion when his lips grace your knuckles. Hard to miss the cacophony of his heart as it reverberates across the desert.

ᯓ★ Leto Atreides | لتو آتریدس

Leto kisses butterflies into your shoulder, the taste of your skin feels like nectar on his tongue. His mind is always racing vying for your affection, your attention, your adherence. He traces your name across his star maps, each letter scribbled in a melancholy blue. You grace his chambers again tonight, it feels so wrong to only see your silhouette, to not feel your love bleeding like his does. He kisses you again, something akin to devotion. He needs to feel you under him again, needs to feel the softness of your flesh under his fingers. Something in him shatters, something inside him rearranges. You make him feel so erratic. Why must he love you this way?

𓆩⚝𓆪 Duncan Idaho | دانکن آیداهو

his lips taste of chaos, he pours his passion into you.

He feels you rattle inside his bones. Feels you coursing through his veins like unaltered spice. He's on another mission, laying in the sand and daubing your essence into constellations. He dreams of your fingers running over his muscles pushing adoration into him with a rusted kitchen knife. Your eyes never gaze at him for long. And yet each stare holds the weight of a nebula. He falls asleep to the phantom melody of your sweet voice. Dreaming of returning to you once more.

༺🕸༻ Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen | فید روتا هارکونن

There's a blade in his hand, blood marring pale fingers again. In every droplet, he sees your face. Phantom pains rampage when he hears your name. He dreams of you holding a knife to this chest, breaking the skin, and riving through muscle. Each night your ghost plagues him. Hurting him in all the ways he craves. He dubs you ecstasy, overdosing on everything he wants to do to you. Everything he wants you to do to him. He etches your name upon his bones, dedicating each open wound to you. He's going mad over the notion of you between his sheets, limbs entwined in a bloody mess. His tongue craves the taste of your flesh, starved like the trees on Arakkis. He must have you, he will have you.

-`𖤓´- Stillgar | ستیلگار

Stillgar's love is a desert tune, the winds rustling through the grains before the breaching of a sandworm. He falls harder and harder with each soulful gaze. He's spent his whole life chasing prophecies that he's forgotten how to wholly love something not written in blood and legend. He prays upon every star, that the maker has written your names together. That maybe some prophecy exists where you are to become his. He watches you sitting across the dunes, watching as the sunset pales compared to you. He whispers prayers beneath his breath, hoping you'll be with him soon.

݁˖☘︎ Gurney Halleck | گارنی هالک

He stiffens under your touch, under the sonority of your voice. His battered heart rattles in your presence, the air in his lungs freezes and he momentarily forgets that he is a soldier, a protector, a tool carved to fight for the Atreides. He's not meant to love, to crush, he's meant to kill, to teach, to follow. A weapon in every sense of the word. And yet he'd throw the world at your feet for a sliver of your attention. Gurney can't help the flames that grow within him. The raging pyro each night when he catches a rogue glimpse of you through the crack of your door. He wishes to kiss you, to hold you. To make you his in every way he knows he can't.

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heartoftheswan76 · 26 days

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- you know, kidnapping isn't the best way to court me. And it's not like you really need to seduce me

- well, I'd just prefer to kick all your suitors out, but the Duke said that would be a huge political scandal, so...

#atreidaho #duncan x paul #paul atreides x duncan idaho #paul x duncan #duncan idaho

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eliander-whatwitch · 2 years

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Fandom: Dune (2021)

Relationship: Paul Atreides/Duncan Idaho

#youtube #dune #paul atreides #duncan idaho #duncan x paul #atreidaho

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quixoticclown · 2 months

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Zoinks, Scoob. Fear is the mind killer!

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almostg · 2 years

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Paul & Duncan 🥰 via @idahoatreides on twitter

#dune fandom #paul atreides #dune 2021 #duncan idaho #dune fanfiction #duncan x paul

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controld3vil · 11 days

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chaotic duo

pairing(s): dune cast x actor!reader (platonic), oscar isaac x actor!reader

synopsis: requested by this ask!

⤷ alt: even your on-screen son can't deny how delightful his on-screen parents were.

notes: absolutely no shade to jessica ferguson i adore her too much. reader is considered to have fem pronouns. ALSO ive been feeling iffy about trying to write for dune characters?? personally, although i love writing these actor!reader stories, writing for the actual characters i feel would be more challenging. dune's still pretty new to me but i kinda wanna give it a shot if i can make a good storyline T-T

It all started with the Dune Cast Q&A brought together by Nerdist. Timothee Chalamet and Denis Villeneuve had just finished chatting with the host, Stephen Colbert about their perspectives on Paul's character. Much emphasis had gone on the young actor's performance. And Denis's decision to cast such a well-experienced one.

After finishing up their last question together, Stephen decides to introduce two additional members. "Timothee let's bring out the man and the woman who play your parents, Duke Leto Atreides and Lady Jessica." A transition between screens to display your camera view and Oscar's. He introduces both your names.

"Hi!" You grin at the camera, comfortably leaning against one of the arms of your chair. Similar to everyone else's backdrop, yours was pitch gray, covering all but your silhouette and chair.

"Hey Stephen," Oscar greets at ease, as you proceed to wave to each of the people seen onscreen.

It cuts immediately to the host gesturing in continuation for a question. "Tell me and the audience about Duke Leto Atreides. What do we need to know?"

"He's the father and human. I think that's the biggest thing and uh under incredible pressure to save his family. Save his house but to adapt to this new existential threat situation which is moving to this strange planet," Your fellow costar puts into short. Short and concise was what was expected.

Content with his answer, Stephen moves the attention to you. He calls out your name, eagerly. "Rereading the books uh- right now, I am struck by how much of the story- uh the backstory and the action story is driven by the decisions Lady Jessica makes." A smile grows on your face, knowing how much fun was a character to play for you.

Along his last few words, you find yourself nodding in agreement. "I'm impressed with that you, Stephen actually read the books again!" An instant grin comes from the said man. "But it's all applause to Denny- he highlighted this from the book. In the film, her decisions basically create, fractures and disrupts everything."

"Best parents ever," In a low whisper, Timothee murmurs and the five of you burst into short chuckles and snickers.

"The best you could ever have!" You clapped your hands together, shaking them above your head in victory. And when the screen expands to show everyone's reactions, the audience can noticeably pinpoint Oscar's playful eye-rolling.

Another fun interview you had the pleasure of sharing was with Grazia UK. It was in a more comfortable setting. With you and Oscar in a lounge room, with the Zoom camera on. While the female interviewer complimenting a kind smile.

"Can I ask you something," Not within a second of the conversation, you rose up with a peculiar question. "Do you remember his beard?" Your costar beside you, looks away in disappointment. Even raising his hand to emphasize his discouraged state.

"A bit yes..."

"Yeah,"

"Yes!"

"Why? It was an impressive beard," Sort of clueless really, the interviewer says, of why you wanted to the topic up.

"Yeah, it was impressive!" Oscar looks back and forth between you and the camera, directing towards the woman on the other side. While you shriveled in embarrassment, leaning your head behind his shoulder, with a few snorts of laughter. "She doesn't even remember if I had a beard or not in the movie! She just saw it."

"Quite a prominent beard!"

"Yes yes, well I can remember so much," You chaste, leaning closer, locking eyes with your costar. Threatening really in a playful way.

"We shot together for a few months! How could you not remember?!" He exclaims, raising both his hands in the air in exasperation. You puff, adorning a pouty-like look.

"I work with what's in front of me," you turn to address the interviewer, pointing at Oscar accusingly. Because much contrast to what he looked months ago, he no longer had that impressive beard. He was clean-shaven, much to your display.

Next to you, Oscar scoffs. "Apparently not!" Bumping shoulders with you as you fought back, poking him many times obnoxiously.

You both later discussed a provoking quote referenced multiple times from Dune posters. Fear is the mind killer. Truly a simple yet intriguing phrase that fitted well with the film. And in generally, you and Oscar compared each others quotes from personal experience.

"I guess you could combine them together," Taking a sip out of your glass, you eyed at Oscar. He hums back and smooths his hands comfortably down his hips.

"It will pass and love prevails!" He cheerfully expresses. Even from afar, the interviewer can notice how much fun you two were having with the question.

"Right and, it plays perfectly with the film," You add onto your little spiel, nodding as you go, "Besides the fact that- you know, fear is the mind killer."

The male actor lets out a long sigh. "Makes you forget how violent the movie is."

On the other side of the screen, the blonde interviewer shrugs her shoulders. "Well- it's only included in small parts in the movie."

It was your turn to hum, dragging out the M sound. "I think maybe the film focusses too much on romance."

A caught off cough comes from Oscar as he tries to his best to dismiss his your sarcastic comment. "I feel like there should've been more of it."

"Really?!" The shot pans to your exaggerated shocked gaze. You then turn to look at the interviewer. "He has no idea how to write a movie." Instantaneously the male actor bursts out laughing, shaking his head back and forth in little denial. Even you couldn't hold it together and giggled a little.

"You play Timothee's parents so spent a lot of time with him. What is the most interesting thing we do not about Timothee Chalamet?" The interviewer prompts, having their arms supported on top the their desk with pure keenness.

Pursing your lips together in concentration, your attention turns towards your partner. "Well coming from me- I mean I don't know if people know this about him or not- but he's very open hearted." Oscar continues, "And me, having to play his father- hence the beard!"

"Ah!" Giving more emphasis, you raised your brow in recollection.

He goes on comparing the analogy of having to play Duke Leto as a powerful leader of a House. Without his people and court, he wouldn't resemble much of an prestige leader. However Oscar later mentions that Timothee's performance was the catalyst to their relationship look authentic. He is young yet incredibly sympathetic towards what's to be done for the film. His time with both of you really sold your relationship as a family, you'd think.

"So that's a very generous thing to do for a young actor. And I was impressed and admired that," In the background, you can be heard mumbling in agreement. Your partner shifts his posture, facing and expecting you to go next.

Licking your lips, you took one last glance at him before focusing strictly at the Zoom camera. "I think for me, to have a young actor like him- he's very driven about it all. When he's on and off screen, Timothee's just focused- he's very serious and concentrates heavily on what Denny says- and I can say I respect that." You punctuate your point, tapping lightly on your knee. "And I play his mother you know, and I try to accommodate with that. I play along and we work until we find a good rhythm with each other." The older woman on the screen seemed enamored by your compliments regarding your costar. Yet her eyes quickly makes it's way to Oscar, sitting quietly and listening to you ramble.

His laidback posture showed how greatly he took your words in. You grab your glass and take a quick sip before hearing him say, "We raised him well." Taking your hand in both of his as a sign of pride.

A delightful chuckle comes from both you and the interviewer while your partner gives a satisfied grin. "We really did!"

The media did not need proof to know of your enjoyed time during the production of Dune. In fact, multiple vlogs and documentaries about the film had fans and viewers alike become fond of your positive and laid back attitude about it all. Despite playing a calculating character such as Lady Jessica, you were nothing of serious when on screen with your costars.

"Welcome to Arrakis!" You popped into frame, wearing an exquisite dress, costumed by one of the designers. It was golden yellow with chains running down from the bottom half of your face to your chest. A faint veil covered your head but for right now, you had it placed on your hair. You spread your arms with anticipation for the cameraman to pan around your surroundings. "It's sunny today so I think we'd be out here for some time." You moved extremely close to the camera, before moving out of the frame to the side.

Abu Dhabi was bliss. The production and crew worked diligently day and night working in the deserts. And on this particular day, most of the cast had been present as well for the introduction of House Atriedes on Arrakis.

A few shots slowly pans from the crew's tents and Denny far into the sandy mountains as he speaks with Timothee. Another shot slyly captures you showing Josh Brolin an unknown video, sideways. Which somehow made him cackle very enthusiastically, holding his stomach to air as you quickly pat his back multiple of times. In all, everyone of the cast members were having a blast in the dry outskirts of the unknown.

"Hello," Brolin pops in another clip where he stands, wearing the Atreides armor. Under a massive shade area, a few people can be spotted in the background, moving equipment and conversing with others. From afar, the people filming the documentary can be heard presenting a few questions for him to touch upon. "Ah what do I think about Lady Jessica being played by," He says your name sincerely.

The video cuts to you having a conversation with your on and screen husband. A hand covering above your face to shield yourself from the sun, while Oscar tries to move where the light is hitting you as the best he could.

"I mean a phenomenal actor like her playing in that kind of role is guaranteed to have an amazing performance. She's- We've known each for a long time since Sicario and with Denny," The male actor softly grins, staring at where you were. "But Oscar on the other hand, eh- not so much." His tone becoming monotonous, as if the shift in topic was distasteful to the touch.

"Whatcha say, Gurney?!" A scream echoes and it's Oscar, cupping both his hands into an O.

The older actor couldn't keep it together before breaking into frivolous giggles. "Nothing, my lord!" He takes one last glance back before seeing you give him two big thumbs up with a silly smirk. "No in all seriousness, those two are just the best! You can never have a bad day with them."

Another prominent section in the video fans adored was with the actors that played Duncan Idaho and Dr. Liet Kynes. This time they are situated in what looked like the structure of Arrakeen. Where all ornithopters were supposedly stationed and the introduction of Dr. Kynes.

"They're so mom and dad," Jason Momoa shaking his head playfully with his hands clamped together. Both him and Sharon Duncan-Brewster wore still suits unlike many other extras who wore Atreides armor. "I mean- they're playing Paul's parents- but in real life it's just so different."

"Definitely more chaotic," Brewster jumps in, earning a hum from her costar. "They act nothing like them."

A cool shot from different location displays you in a dark with Timothee. It was the scene after Paul is put to test to by the Reverent Mother. It was a chilling scene yes, but in post production, many realize how unprofessional you sometimes were even in the most serious times.

The cameras were not live however the film crew were about to pan to you gesturing back and forth with your on-screen son. It was a interactive and intriguing conversation you both were having. You looking in purely engaged with what the French actor was saying. After a few sentences being spoken, it looked as though you chided a teasing joke which gave the reaction of Timothee slightly snickering, backing away slowly.

"I mean do they look like my parents? No," The young actor states shortly. It looked as though the clip was shot right after capturing your cute moment togehter. "But I'd say- yeah Oscar Isaac's a great actor and- to be able to play my dad is pretty cool. Even though we look nothing alike." Nervous laughter spouts as he clears his throat.

"I feel like I get the resemblances from my mom though," Affectionately stating your name, "You can tell where I got my powers, good looks from." Momentarily readjusting his collar as he takes a quick look from behind, knowing your footsteps.

"See? I'm the favorite parent!" In hushed squeal, you wrapped your hands around Timothee's shoulders, earning a lovable grin back.

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