#dune forever

[inkdrinkerofthevoid]

Thinking of an alternate universe where feyd lives after the fight between him and paul and paul decides to keep him. the POSSIBILITIES. I can imagine him as a guard dog, cloaked in shadow, always walking a step behind Paul. It's easy to forget that Paul has all the power over him sometimes; they respect each other, they practice duelling together, and when Paul doesn't want to do dirty work, all he has to do is snap his fingers and feyd comes. Paul knows what he needs. He knows he needs pain and shame and he gives it to him. Feyd getting called to his throne room, getting punished and hurt and reveling in it. Paul not having to worry about his betrayal because he knows that feyd is happy to get kicked. feyd dropping to his knees whenever he sees him no matter who's watching because he needs it

#dune part two #dune 2 #feydpaul #paul atreides #feyd rautha #feyd x paul #but not really #theyre just psychosexual and weird forever

[wulfhalls]

they hate them for their joint slay and their ability to forsee the Horrors (and also pauls cunt ass cloak of debauchery and despotism)

#when ur circle small but u all crazy #dune #paul atreides #alia atreides #paulalia #jessica in the back like so proud of my lil horror freak children about to ruin everyones lives forever <3

[saintharrowhark]

#i just had to save this here because i need it forever #i’m trying to apply this to my language learning #dune #frank herbert #paul atreides

[lady-phasma]

Playthings - part 2

Part 1 here

Warning: 18+, NSFW, Feyd, trash, filth, what is wrong with me? Just all of them okay?

Summary: I don't know... Feyd has a foursome with his darlings? There is nothing to summarize. Appx 1,100 words

gif by me

Feyd turned to watch as the Harpy slid her fingers between the legs of the Harpy straddling him. Her fingers stroked and drew whining moans from the other woman. He licked his lips. One hand lazily toyed with the third Harpy’s breast, first stroking, then squeezing, now pinching her nipple. All three women made small, soft sounds but those sounds made Feyd’s mouth water.

He slid his other hand down the back of the Harpy next to him, cupped her ass in his hand briefly, and guided her lower, toward the other woman. He lifted his hips and sneered. Denying her what she wanted, combined with the friction of her heat against his pants, made him begin to grow hard. She writhed and pushed herself against him and against the Harpy’s fingers. She arched her back and scratched at his hard stomach. He laughed.

One Harpy riding him, one kneeling beside him, and one cradling his head, yet Feyd played with them with detachment. He ran his fingers down the curve of an ass and up between thighs and twisted a nipple with the other hand. He watched the two in front of him as the other started to stroke his cheek, his lips. She slid her fingertips into his mouth. She didn’t look at the others, nor at him. This Harpy had her eyes closed, her arm casually behind her head.

Feyd’s eyes slid closed as he tasted the Harpy’s fingers. She had covered them in her wetness before stroking his face and putting them in his mouth. He hummed around the two small fingers. When she slid them out he was hard. He dropped his hand from her breast and sat up, startling the other two Harpies.

He lifted one off him with such ease that she loooked as light as a doll. He flicked a hand at the other and she recoiled, not afraid she would be hit but in disappointment. Then he stood up from the bed. He didn’t turn to face the Harpies as he unfastened and slid his pants down. He stepped out of them. Only two of the women watched the muscles of his smooth ass flex and they watched with watering mouths.

When he turned back to them they moved forward. All but the Harpy still laying on her back, head resting on her arm. She didn’t open her eyes. One of the other women crawled closer to where Feyd stood and ran her fingers down the line of his hip. The Harpy on his left nearly hissed and crawled forward, mouth slightly open, black eyes never leaving his face.

Feyd looked down at them both. He gripped his cock and thumbed the precum over the head. He watched them lick their lips. Then he looked up at the top of the bed.

“No,” he growled. He slowly knelt on the bed and grabbed the third woman, fingers digging into her thighs. He yanked her toward him and she finally opened her eyes. Her smile was mischievous and black. She looked near the edge of laughter until Feyd’s hand closed around her throat. Then her expression changed to one of intense pleasure. With his other hand he pushed her knees open.

“You don’t want to play tonight, darling?” His narrowed eyes searched her face. His grin showed only a hint of teeth. He squeezed just a bit tighter on her neck as he stroked his cock. “I think you do.”

The Harpy squirmed and raised her hips at him. She scratched nails down his forearm and smiled up at him. Feyd felt one of the others run her hand down his back, over the curve of his ass. The third rubbed his side and stomach, trying to inch her way down to his cock. He shoved her away lightly with his hip. She whined but slid her hand to his chest and occupied her fingers with his nipple.

Without letting go of the Harpy’s neck he leaned forward and guided himself to her waiting cunt. He pushed in with one firm stroke and she groaned. She ground her hips against him. Feyd’s head dropped between them and he let out a guttural sound that vibrated from deep in his chest. He rested his hand beside her head as he began to pound into her. Short, low grunts coming from him with each thrust. When he finally let go of her neck she gasped in air. She moaned and writhed underneath him.

The two other Harpies cautiously moved closer and stroked and licked any available skin. One slithered up on Feyd’s right, the other on his left. They tried to catch mouths with theirs but were unsuccessful as Feyd pounded into the Harpy beneath him. He reached out blindly next to him, panting, and found legs. He slid his hand between them and groaned when he found the Harpy’s wet heat. She whimpered and spread her legs for him. He slipped his fingers inside her. He squeezed his eyes shut, head bowed, almost on the Harpy’s chest. He felt a mouth on his back, a tongue on his spine, moving lower.

Feyd felt his climax building inside him. The Harpy’s cunt squeezed and released his cock. He moaned as he curled his fingers inside the other woman. Then the tension that had built in him exploded as the Harpy below him sunk her teeth into his neck. His eyes flew open. He bit down on his tongue to hold back the near-howl that had almost escaped him. He felt the pain run down his core and mingle with the pleasure at the base of his cock. He came, spilling inky-black cum into the Harpy and growling.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and held him inside her as she released him from her teeth. His fingers twitched inside the other woman almost in time with his softening cock. He pulled his hand away. The Harpy mewled but backed off and laid down next to her sister-concubine. The third kissed her way up Feyd’s back and slowly stretched out on the bed next to the pair.

Feyd exhaled and lifted himself up on his hand and knees. As he pulled out of her, the Harpy whined and refused to unwrap her legs. He straightened up and pushed her legs off his waist. She pouted. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead. She nearly purred against him.

His neck throbbed where she had bitten him. He was lightheaded. He let her have her little kiss, she had earned it. With the last of his strength he let himself fall onto the bed between two of the women. He pulled them into his arms and they curled their legs around him. He looked at the third, just out of reach and almost smiled. He caught her eye and the Harpy clambered over another to rest her head on his chest. Her head rose and fell with his slowing breaths. She smiled and closed her eyes as his hand stroked her smooth head.

#I have lost my mind #but if someone made fan art of this I would love them forever #dark!feyd #feyd rautha #feyd #feyd rautha harkonnen #feyd fanfic #feyd fic #feyd's harpies #dune #dune fanfiction #feyd fanfiction #dune part two #feyd rautha fanfic #feyd rautha fic #dune 2 fic #dune part 2 #feyd rautha harkonnen fic #feyd fics #feyd-rautha harkonnen

[dailyplanets]

"i'm seeing something but i'm not sure what's going on? what is it?"

rebecca ferguson discovers the dune popcorn bucket

#rebecca ferguson #rfergusonedit #rebeccafergusonedit #dune 2 #dune 2 press tour #she is so dumb i love her with my whole fucking heart #i have not made gifs in forever but here we are #**

[goldcnrosc]

For such a big movie it’s so hard to find where all of the PaulChani shippers are at. Idk if it’s the tagging system on tumblr, but I’m STARVED for content. There should be a gc or smth where I can rant about my love for them bc they are my newest obsession.

#I haven’t been this obsessed with a fictional couple in FOREVER #I also need motivation to write this paulchani fic #dune #dune part two #paul atreides #chani kynes #paul x chani #chani x paul #paulchani

[whatevvvs]

Shoutout to my fav failed eugenics experiment

#Feyd Rautha Harkonnen #book description #dune #I’ll love you forever book feyd rautha Harkonnen #love how he canonically has ringlets #house harkonnen #dune fanart #sorry butler feyd fans he is canonically a pretty boy #and has a round face and sad eyes #feyd rautha

[chalamet-chalamet]

Dune: Part Two Trailer (In theatres: Nov. 3, 2023)

#timothee chalamet #dune part two #this took forever to upload #sorry y’all #crashed a couple times #zendaya #zendaya coleman #dune part 2 #dune #timothée chalamet #josh brolin #florence pugh #austin butler #rebecca ferguson #denis villeneuve #lea seydoux

[aintinacage]

chalamet saturday - part 7

#chalamet saturday #part 7 #timothée chalamet #timothee chamalet #timmy chalamet #Zendaya #zendaya coleman #buzzfeed #bff test #bff #best friend forever #buzzfeed celeb #hot celebrities #celebrity #celebs #celebrities #hot celebs #celebrity crush #celebritystyle #dune #cute guy #cute actor #famous actors

[howlonomy]

(if the gang somehow manages to get their hands on the star wars prequels. maybe. okay this is less a headcanon and more a piece of incorrect quotes) Anakin: "I don't like sand. It's coarse and rough and irritating, and it gets everywhere." Kanako: *remembering having to comb sand out of her very body after a bad sandstorm* "Yes. Yes it does."

AGHDWKXNS YES EXACTLY i imagine the ketsukanes got sooo annoyed by the dunes bc of all that sand

#asked and answered #good thing she doesnt have to worry about that now! no fur just slime #im about to be annoying about monster biology and hypotheticals again #i imagine cerobas fur is coarser and denser than chujin and kanakos bc she was born and grew up in the dunes #so shes more fennec fox like #where her fur is built for sand and dirt so it keeps out a lot of it #however. chujin the city slickers fur catches it was more #and unfortunately passed that down to kanako #so they both spend forever cleaning their fun while ceroba just shakes it off and is like :]

[crystalsandbubbletea]

Why tf is Dune trending and Palestine isn't? Doesn't the cast contain Zionists???

(Please take this as a reminder to do your research before watching something, I had to educate my grandfather about this because he was talking about going to see Dune 2 in theaters)

#palestine #free palestine #endisraelsgenocide #gaza #free gaza #palestine forever #🍉🇵🇸 #🇵🇸🍉 #🍉 #🇵🇸 #I would include the Dune tag but at the same time my anxiety is causing me to worry about being attacked by Zionists-

[meetmeinhellcroutons]

#I’m sure this has been done before but c’est la vie #dune #dune part 2 #dune part two #Lady Jessica #I will forever be a Jessica apologist I’m not even sorry

[wulfhalls]

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BLAME PAUL FOR ANYTHING AT ALL?? TO ME HE SEEMS LIKE A TOTAL VICTIM. BUT THEN I GUESS THERE ARE MOMENTS WHERE HE SAYS QUESTIONABLE THINGS??? LIKE THAT SPEECH TO LIET IN DUNE 1 THEN SAYING I BELIEVE IN REVENGE IN DUNE 2. BUT I COULD RATIONALIZE THAT AS HIM BEING GREIF STRICKEN I MEAN HIS ENTIRE HOUSE LINE JUST GOT MASSACRED. IDK IS HE EVIL IS HE A VICTIM IS HE AN EVIL VICTIM???? HE MAKES ME SO CONFLICTED WTF I HAVE SO MUCH SYMPATHY FOR HIM BUT SO MANY PPL DONT SO IDK IF I SHOULD AND IF IM MISSING SMTHG FROM THE BOOKS (i havent read the books). AND ALSO THE FACT THAT I HEARD HE DOES SOME EXTREMELY FUCKED SHIT IN THE NEXT BOOK (smthg about drums made from enemys skin wtf paul) WHY HE DO THAT WTF SMH.

he is the kwisatz haderach. that is reason enough!!!!! he chose this as much as he didn't have a choice to choose anything this was over 10k years ago this was over when jessica chose to have a boy this was over when he chose to let this be the beginning of the end. it is entirely his fault as much as it isn't at all. do intentions and choices matter when the scale of destruction and death is that vast? does it matter if he was a victim or a reluctant participant or the instigator when the end results are that devastating? he consciously brought this about made it real even tho it was inevitable from the start regardless of the path he walked but walking the path he did made it so. he never stood a chance. but he did

#most beloved tragic self fulfilling artificial prophet he doesnt want to be but does #paul atreides #character of all time forever #dune #thats my sweet darling angel baby boy despotic genocidal religious figurehead who never did anything wrong ever 💖 #asks

[theicarusconstellation]

TELL ME ABOUT DUNE ALIA ATREIDES DUNE just anything I just need to read more about it I'm brainhungry

OH MY GOD OKAY OKAY OKAY FJSJSKNDNF

THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT DUNE ANY TIME THAT GOES FOR EVERYBODY

SO. ALIA.

my poor girl was doomed from the START from CONCEPTION😭😭😭😭once jessica drank the water of life, alia’s fate was pretty much sealed.

it’s so fucking tragic to think about her relationship to jessica and paul. jessica loved her kids, truly, she did, and we see it in how she cares for paul and alia throughout the first book, even after paul thinks, my mother has become my enemy. and yet. even before paul was born, jessica has been motivated by selfishness. she defied the bene gesserit and bore a son instead of a daughter to make leto (and herself) happy, thus damning paul to the fate of the kwisatz haderach. she drank the water of life and took on the role of the fremen reverend mother while pregnant to help implement the bg’s plans (and her own plans) even though she knew what it would do to her unborn daughter. from that point on, alia was sentient. she had the memories of billions within her fighting to gain control.

for the first few years of her life, she had a very distinct sense of self. she and paul, despite their age difference, loved each other SO MUCH😭😭😭😭there’s this one quote from dune messiah where reverend mother mohaim says, “who could understand but the sister?” in reference to paul’s struggles, and yeah. they understood one another in a way no one else could.

she had a sweet family dynamic with harah, jamis’ wife and paul’s eventual servant. their moment together in the first book is honestly the most open declaration of familial love we ever see in the books (“i love you, harah.” FUCKING RUINS ME), and right after that, alia snuggles up to jessica and takes comfort in her mother (she was so young she just wanted her MOM😭). like yeah she has many different memories within her that are not the memories of a child, but she, alia atreides, was still a child. and i know brian herbert and kevin j. anderson’s books are…certainly something😐but there’s a moment between alia and irulan in paul of dune where irulan tells alia, “you deserve to have a childhood too” and that just BREAKS ME because she never got one. since birth, she was treated like a freak and knew it. she literally said, “i know i’m a freak.” (she was like TWO when she said this MY BABY😭). when paul’s jihad was going on, she was running arrakis in his place as a CHILD. she had so much wisdom and knowledge and did an amazing job, but underneath that, you do see that she was a literal baby.

once she hit about four years old, jessica left her on arrakis. jessica went back to caladan and reverted back to her old bene gesserit ways, living in fear and disgust of the children she created. the children she once loved so. much. are now her biggest regrets, and we see this when she visits alia in children of dune and literally hesitates to call her “daughter.” once she admits it, there’s an understanding between alia and jessica that they are still family, but the “…daughter” DOESNT HURT ANY LESS.

then dune messiah comes around. she’s ≈ sixteen and already regarded as a demigoddess by the people of arrakis and has a little mini-cult surrounding her. she is paul’s closest confidante (some may argue that it’s chani, but i say again, “who could understand but the sister?”). she’s “saint alia of the knife” for a reason too. her fremen upbringing + her genetics make her incredibly skilled, so much so that breaking records is second-nature to her. however, as paul’s state declines, so does hers.

(WHO. COULD. UNDERSTAND. BUT. THE. SISTER.)

she starts slipping into spice trance, letting ancestors converse with her for longer periods of time. she’s argumentative and so, so lost. when duncan idaho’s ghola is given to paul, this 35+ year-old zombie man sees this 16 year-old and is like “yeah i’m gonna get up on that,” so he and alia get into a “relationship” that my poor girl didn’t know any better than to accept.

i think the start of her breaking point came when paul lost his sight. up until then, they had understood one another as easily as breathing, like those saplings that grow next to each other and end up twisting around one another (or turning into one tree). but when paul comes back blind yet still able to see, he knows she’s scared of him, and an irreparable rift develops right then and there (i pretend this doesn’t happen for my mental health).

once paul wandered into the desert, alia was gone. her sense of self and grasp on reality went right with him. he was the only one who didn’t live in fear of her, the only one who she ever felt truly loved by, who didn’t put her on a divine pedestal she didn’t want, who she could TRUST😭

this fucking monologue from messiah guts me inside:

“i wish i could burn this thing out of me…but i’m sister to an emperor who is worshipped as a god. people fear me. i never wanted to be feared. i don’t want to be part of history; i just want to be loved. and love.”

WHO!! COULD!! UNDERSTAND!! BUT!! THE!! SISTER!!!!!!!!!!!

the (almost) last things we hear her say in messiah are literally, “duncan, duncan, he’s [paul’s] gone! i need you duncan, love me!”

then, children of dune occurs. it’s nine years after paul wandered into the desert, AND ALIA STILL WEARS YELLOW, THE FREMEN COLOR OF MOURNING. she hates him and loves him and hates him and loves him and can’t stay out of a possessed trance for more than five minutes. rather than help her as the people around her notice her falling victim to the voices inside her, they ice her out, even her former lover, and call her abomination, trying to send her to her death and looking upon her with disgust. leto ii and ghanima, who she raised since birth, have no sympathy for her.

the only person we really see her close with is irulan tbh. which like. oh i love their dynamic. they went from being curt and uncaring with one another in messiah to being one another’s only comfort in children (for irulan loved paul too). still, irulan distances herself the more wrapped up in her own head alia becomes. when jessica returns to arrakis, she does nothing but stand by (and encourage alia’s execution) as she watches her daughter slip away as a result of her selfish choices!!

after alia finds out paul is alive, god there is so much conflict going on within her. the last time she saw him, they loved one another with a love that was more than love, but now, he’s preaching that everything they’ve built is a blasphemy and alia should be overthrown. she wants him dead but she wants him alive but she wants him dead but she wants him alive and she wants to see him but she hopes it isn’t him but she wants to see him. her big brother.

when she finally does see him, he looks her in the eyes and calls her a blasphemy.

then, paul is stabbed. alia watches him die, and to me, that is when the last string within her finally snaps. she turns to jessica and shouts, “that was paul they just killed!”

so many voices fight to overtake her, including her grandfather, baron harkonnen, who had been possessing her up until this point, but she is just so, so tired and so hurt and so unloved that she can’t do it anymore. she doesn’t even bother to fight. she jumps to her death and does not scream on the way down.

and this is what gets me too. we know it was her decision, the last decision she ever got to make of her own volition, and it was one of self-destruction. the baron was screaming at her not to do it — everyone else watched as it happened — but she did it anyway, and honestly, she found more peace in death than she ever did in life.

god i could talk about her for hours i love her so much she’s my girl my love i need to wrap her (and paul) up in little blankets and hold them so close.

also there is just…something about jessica watching both her children die in front of her. and the comparison she made in the first book when alia walks into her room and she thinks, “she reminds me of paul at that age” with both their big, curious eyes and quiet mannerisms and OH😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#god i spent forever typing this out #this is definitely more than you asked for but #oh i just love her #alia atreides #st alia of the knife #alia ): #my girl my girl my GIRL #astra’s asks #dune

[nitronine]

My dune part 2 thoughts, summarized

#they are both so special to me forever btw #dune #dune part two #dune part 2 #rots #revenge of the sith #Star Wars

[magicalfeminazi]

I finally gave in and started writing a feydpaul fic, so here you go:

The man of your dreams

Chapter 1

A prisoner in what was meant to be his home, the last thing Paul Atraides expected after his father death was to find the man of his dreams among his captors. His face had only come to him in rare flashes, in pieces, but he’d recognized his eyes in any universe. Those eyes that hungered for him as he took off his clothes, fingers slow and smile teasting at his lover’s growing desperation while Paul forbid him to touch. He’d recognize his lips among a raging sandstorm, blind and deaf: the shape of them, the way they felt against his skin, around his cock. He’d recognize his hands even in death. They had brought him pleasure and pain only when he asked for it. They had worshiped his body, drawn him close to another while sweat cooled on his skin. Paul couldn’t tear his gaze away from them now, not when they were holding his father’s severed head.

***

Leto's last act of bravey works and baron Vladimir Haronen dies in a cloud of poisonous cloud. His nephew, Feyd-Rautha takes over Arrakis. but he does not intend to carry out his uncle's plan. Instead, he offers an alliance, a marriage between House Atraides and House Harkonnen, and a future Paul had only dreamt of until now.

Aka Paul has to marry the guy he’s been having horny dreams about (who just happens to be his supposed mortal enemy and soulmate)

Rating: Explicit

#these two have forever altered my brain chemistry #feyd x paul #feyd rautha #paul atreides #dune #dune part 2 #dune 2 #dune two