Dune Part Two - Blog Posts

PROMPT LIST

I'm having writers block and I need you guys to help me. PLEASE.

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A1: "I didn’t mean to fall for you… but here we are."

A2: "Stop looking at me like that; I might actually kiss you."

A3: "You're shivering. C’mere, let me warm you up."

A4: "I swear I hate you—no, I'm not blushing!"

A5: "You remembered my favorite flower?"

A6: "If we get caught, I’m blaming you."

A7: "Dance with me… just once."

A8: "Your hand fits perfectly in mine."

A9: "I’ve never seen you look so happy."

A10: "Do you think we’ll always be like this?"

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B1: "You can't leave me now—not when I just realized how much you mean to me."

B2: "Is it too soon to say I love you?"

B3: "I bet you can't catch me!"

B4: "Wait, are you jealous?"

B5: "You’ve always been my safe place."

B6: "Please, don’t let go of my hand."

B7: "Do you trust me?"

B8: "You're an idiot—but you're my idiot."

B9: "I’m scared… but I know you'll keep me safe."

B10: "I didn’t know you could dance like that."

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C1: "You look beautiful when you laugh."

C2: "Are we really doing this?"

C3: "You stayed up all night waiting for me?"

C4: "I dare you to kiss me."

C5: "I’ve never felt like this before."

C6: "Don't make promises you can’t keep."

C7: "You’re covered in mud—what happened?"

C8: "You always know how to make me smile."

C9: "I didn't think you’d remember."

C10: "You wore that just to drive me crazy, didn’t you?"

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D1: "I think I fell in love with you somewhere between the arguments and the laughter."

D2: "You're my best friend… and maybe something more."

D3: "Can I kiss you?"

D4: "You look ridiculous. And adorable."

D5: "I made this for you."

D6: "Promise me you’ll come back."

D7: "You're ticklish? Oh, you’re in trouble now."

D8: "You’re the one thing I can’t lose."

D9: "This feels like home."

D10: "I've seen you at your worst, and I'm still here."

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E1: "I saved you a seat."

E2: "You're staring."

E3: "That was my last piece of chocolate, and I gave it to you. That’s love."

E4: "Don’t leave me hanging—what were you going to say?"

E5: "You’re seriously going out dressed like that?"

E6: "I can't stop thinking about you."

E7: "You call that a snowball? Watch this!"

E8: "I’ll be right here when you wake up."

E9: "You're not getting rid of me that easily."

E10: "We’re not just friends, and you know it."

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F1: "I’ve never seen you without your glasses before."

F2: "I didn’t think you'd notice."

F3: "You showed up… you actually showed up."

F4: "We’re a mess, but we’re our mess."

F5: "You’re freezing. Here, take my jacket."

F6: "Why do I always end up cleaning your messes?"

F7: "I thought you'd forgotten me."

F8: "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

F9: "We should do this more often."

F10: "I didn’t kiss you because I had to. I kissed you because I wanted to."

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G1: "Hold my hand. They’ll never suspect a thing."

G2: "You were talking in your sleep… about me."

G3: "I thought you hated me."

G4: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

G5: "I don’t care about the risk. I care about you."

G6: "You're really bad at this, you know."

G7: "I wish you could see yourself through my eyes."

G8: "Let's run away together."

G9: "You remembered."

G10: "You're not just my partner-in-crime. You're my everything."

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H1: "You’ve got something on your face—here, let me."

H2: "I can’t stop smiling when I’m with you."

H3: "You said you'd catch me. So catch me."

H4: "Are you cold? Or are you just using an excuse to cuddle me?"

H5: "I made you a playlist."

H6: "We always end up like this, don’t we?"

H7: "You make even the worst days better."

H8: "I didn’t mean to say that… but I meant it."

H9: "I’ll fight anyone who makes you cry."

H10: "You’ve always been the one."

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I1: "I dare you to kiss me… again."

I2: "Is that my sweater you're wearing?"

I3: "I’ve never been this happy before."

I4: "Come on, slowpoke!"

I5: "You did this… for me?"

I6: "I can't believe you made me a mixtape."

I7: "You know I hate goodbyes."

I8: "You're the first person I want to tell everything to."

I9: "Stay. Please."

I10: "You’ve ruined me for anyone else."

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J1: "You have no idea how much you mean to me."

J2: "You're the best thing that’s ever happened to me."

J3: "I don't need the stars when I have you."

J4: "Are you seriously tickling me right now?"

J5: "You're the only person who makes me feel like this."

J6: "You remembered my favorite movie."

J7: "I never believed in love at first sight… until I met you."

J8: "I could get used to this."

J9: "I didn’t want to need you… but I do."

J10: "We’re writing our own story now."

Guys I just fell into a rabbit hole of Timothée Chalamet fanfics early in the morning !

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 😙

🌟 = Fluff, 🪐 = Angst, ✨ = mild spice, 🎬 = hurt/comfort

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HARRY POTTER - MARAUDERS :

REGULUS BLACK

SIRIUS BLACK - (N/A)

REMUS LUPIN - (N/A)

JAMES POTTER - (N/A)

HARRY POTTER - (N/A)

DRACO MALFOY - (N/A)

DUNE :

PAUL ATREIDES

FEYD RAUTHA - (N/A)

LETO ATREIDES - (N/A)

CHANI KYNES - (N/A)

DUNCAN IDAHO - (N/A)

PRINCESS IRULAN - (N/A)

OTHERS :

TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET

WILLY WONKA

LEE (BONES AND ALL)

ELIO PERLMAN - (N/A)

KYLE SCHEIBLE - (N/A)

YULE (DON'T LOOK UP) - (N/A)

HENRY V (THE KING) - (N/A)

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✮⋆˙ 𝙿𝚊𝚞𝚕'𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 .ᐟ

╰┈➤ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, Paul Atreides gets baby fever and pesters his beloved wife into having one

⊹₊⟡⋆ 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟽𝟾𝟷 ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

⊹₊⟡⋆ 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

The desert winds howled against the walls of their quarters, a steady rhythm that had become background music to Y/N's life. She was seated at their low table, sorting through a collection of reports from the sietch leaders. Across from her, Paul Atreides lounged on a cushion, his chin resting in his hand as he stared at her. She glanced up, feeling his gaze. “What?”

“You’d look good with a baby in your arms,” Paul said, his tone casual, as though he were commenting on the weather.

Y/N froze mid-scroll, lifting an incredulous brow. “Excuse me?”

“A baby,” Paul repeated, his blue-within-blue eyes alight with something far too mischievous for her liking. “Our baby.”

She let out a laugh, shaking her head. “Paul, we’re fighting off assassination attempts, managing alliances, and trying to ensure Arrakis doesn’t collapse into chaos. And you want to talk about babies?”

“Yes,” he said simply, sitting up straighter. “Think about it, Y/N. A child of ours—someone to carry on what we’re building. Someone who could bring joy to the sietch, and to us.”

“Joy?” she repeated, her tone dry. “More like sleepless nights and endless crying.”

Paul grinned, undeterred. “It’s not all like that. Imagine teaching them about the desert, watching them grow, seeing the world through their eyes.”

Y/N sighed, setting the reports aside. “You’re serious about this?”

“As serious as I’ve ever been,” Paul replied, leaning forward, his gaze locking with hers. “We’ve fought so hard, Y/N. We deserve to have something of our own, something that’s not tied to prophecy or politics.”

She studied him, trying to gauge if this was another one of his intense whims. But the way he spoke, the way his voice softened as he described their potential future—it was clear he’d been thinking about this for a while.

“Paul, our lives aren’t exactly stable,” she said gently. “Bringing a child into this... it’s a risk.”

“I know,” he admitted. “But everything we do is a risk. At least this one would be for us, not for the throne or the Fremen or anyone else.”

Y/N tilted her head, lips twitching into a small smile. “You’ve really thought about this, haven’t you?”

“Every day,” he confessed. “Especially when I see the children in the sietch. They remind me of what’s possible, even in the harshest conditions. We could give that to a child—love, guidance, and a future worth fighting for.”

She leaned back, crossing her arms. “You’re romanticizing it. Babies are hard work, Paul. And you’re not exactly known for having free time.”

“That’s why we’d do it together,” he countered, his voice filled with conviction. “I know it won’t be easy, but nothing in our lives is. That’s never stopped us before.”

Y/N was silent for a moment, letting his words sink in. She couldn’t deny the warmth spreading in her chest at the thought of a child—a little piece of her and Paul, growing and thriving amidst the chaos. But practicality had always been her guiding force.

“Let me think about it,” she said finally, her tone measured.

Paul’s face lit up, his grin wide and boyish. “That’s not a no.”

“No, it’s not,” she agreed, shaking her head at his enthusiasm.

Over the next few weeks, Paul didn’t let the subject drop. He found ways to weave it into their conversations, whether they were discussing strategy or simply sharing quiet moments together. He’d point out how Y/N’s nurturing nature would make her a wonderful mother or muse aloud about what their child might be like.

One evening, as they walked through the sietch, Paul stopped to watch a group of children playing in the sand. Y/N followed his gaze, her heart softening as she saw the way his expression shifted—hopeful, almost wistful.

“You’re not going to let this go, are you?” she asked, nudging him gently.

“Not a chance,” he replied, his voice warm. “But only because I know you’d be an amazing mother, Y/N. And because I can’t imagine anyone else I’d want to raise a family with.”

She sighed, a small smile tugging at her lips. “You’re relentless, you know that?”

“I’ve been called worse,” he teased.

That night, as they lay together under the dim glow of the desert moonlight, Y/N finally spoke the words she knew Paul had been waiting to hear.

“Fine,” she murmured, her voice soft but steady. “Let’s do it. Let’s have a child.”

Paul’s arms tightened around her, his breath hitching in surprise. “Are you serious?”

“Yes,” she said, turning to meet his gaze. “But you’re changing diapers.”

He laughed, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Deal.”

part two !!

yo i keep seeing people shipping paul and feyd from dune and it’s freaking me out bc as someone who read the books before the movies came out.. they’re cousins?? 😭😭

the beauty and the horror.

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Here I am being mad Dune didn’t win for production and my mom says she doesn’t think it was that good 🫥 I am highly disappointed

okay but what's the deal with the Harkonnens being bald? are they born bald?? do they shave??? how often???? i must know!

Having completely normal thoughts about Dune Part Two.

oh good word🤤🎀

Austin Butler training for Dune Part Two. Credits: iTunes Extras.

This Is The Life You Chose Pt 2.

NSFW SMUT 18+

No Minors Allowed Please...

You looked up at her as if understanding the undertones of her warning, she wanted you as her protector and no one else. she trusted you and would trust no one else with her life. you looked down at the bottle in her hands and decided to make the choice. you softly grabbed the bottle from her hands and drank the entire thing. she looked at you with lust glazing over her eyes. she didn't think you would do it, she more so thought it would be a challenging attempt at trying to convince you. you closed your eyes and felt the water run deep, it swirled through your veins like an ocean and coated every ounce of your being with its ancient liquid. you slightly grunted feeling it reach your chest and your heart began to slightly pump a little faster. once the liquid hit your core you whimpered quietly and bit your lip to try to hide the affects it had on you. she saw your veins turn blue ad bit her own lip to stifle a moan.

" Montie".? she put her hand on your cheek to see if you were okay, after a moment you opened your eyes and the portals that were once a green forest were now a blue ocean. "i..it worked". you spoke softly. Jessica took a little more time to look into your eyes, her hand felt so warm on your cheek yet to others she could be so cold. you searched her own eyes for any sign of hesitation and began leaning in closer. her lips brushed against yours before closing the gap between you. her moans sounded like music to your ears, and the spice that you smoked privy to you being dragged to her palace was still i your system being mixed with the water that has now indeed changed your life.

you put your hands on her waist and pulled her flush against you hearing her heartbeat in your ears, she wrapped her arms around your neck and pulled you with her to the bed behind her. "m...my lady should we be doing this right now"? you asked, but she wasn't hearing any of it. she ripped the top of your still suit off to expose your broad chest and strong shoulders, after Leto's death she's been wanting a man to give her what she has been craving for years. "c'mere". she whispered bringing you into the kiss again. your hands begin having a mind of there own, you open the front side of her robe and grab her breasts in your hands while kissing her passionately. she arches into your hands and bites her lip losing her fingers in your long locs. "Montie please". she whispered and moaned in your ear. her neediness was beginning to do things to you and so was the water you drank.

you trailed your kisses from her lips to her jawline slightly biting and nibbling down the column of her neck dragging your tongue inch by inch down the valley of her breasts until you got to her stomach and stopped just above her navel. she gasped as she felt your thumb rub against the soaked fabric beneath her. "Is this because of me my lady"? you asked curiously. "J..Jessica, call me Jessica". she moaned breathlessly. "Jessica". you said, her name rolling off your tongue. you took all the time in the world to unravel her, nipping and sucking the outer layer of skin on her thigh to kissing her clit with such deliciously slow delicacy that she mewled and whined while attempting to push your face closer. the moment finally came from you when your suit became uncomfortable tight in the lower region. so you crawled off of her and slid the rest of your suit off.

Jessica bit the inside of her cheek when she saw the way your cock nearly pulsed in your boxers. she smirked to herself and pulled you back on top of her. your lower half slightly nudged her clit from the impact and she arched into you again feeling her pulse rise. she leaned into your ear and whispered the nastiest things to you, like how she wanted you to hold her legs open and fuck her deep to how she wants you to lay her on her stomach and fuck her in a chokehold. "make me beg and scream Montie, please make me fall apart". how long has this woman been touch starved. you thought. you ripped off her underwear and yours spitting on your hand to lube your cock up fairly well. for her it took no lube due to her being wet to prior ministrations. you lined yourself up between her folds and slowly pushed yourself in so you could bottom out. her eyes rolled to the back of her head with a delicious moan and she dug her nails into your back eliciting a hiss from you. "shhh i know baby i know but you wanted this right". you said lowly. once you bottomed out you rolled your hips and paced your thrusts at a decent pace, not to slow yet not too fast. "fuck, ugh Montie yes just like that". she moaned.

" such a good boy for mommy". she groaned, the pet name made you shiver even more. so much more that you picked up the pace just a tad. you grabbed onto her hips and fucked her deeper. never in your life did you ever think this is what you would be doing but it was happening and you weren't complaining a bit. after a few hours of fucking her raw and dumb you flipped her over and put her in a chokehold grinding into her ass to hit that one spot that made her see stars. "you like when daddy fucks you huh princess". you grunted into her ear feeling her clench around you. "such a pretty pussy". you praised in her ear. she bit her lip and fisted the bed sheets hard, so hard she tore the fabric. your moans got more and more frequent with every thrust. which for Jessica was a warning that you'd be coming soon. "A...are you coming daddy".? Jessica asked in the sultry rasp you crave. with that question you tensed up and came inside of her with such vigor that she shivered from the orgasm you both had at the same time. "fuuuuuuuck". you moaned and bit her shoulder almost enough to make it bleed. once you two calmed down and she was resting her head on your chest you, only then were you able to speak. "i will give my life for you Jessica, for this is the life i chose".

This Is The Life You Chose

living in the desert you had to change a lot about yourself and the way you lived, you used to live in California in a house wedged between two redwood trees in the forest. how you ended up in Arrakis was a mystery that was yet to be solved. it didn't take much convincing for you to become right hand to the Bene Gesserit lady Jessica. she spoke very little to those around her but to you, it felt strange because she always had a lot to say. she would ask you if you were okay, if you slept well or if you ate even. it would go pretty much like this. "Montie do make sure you drink water and eat today, and sit up straight you'll get horrendous back pain little one". the pet name nearly killed you but you managed to lock your feelings away rather tightly. lady Jessica picked you to be her right hand for reasons unknown, the first day you met did not go how you planned at all.

you were outside your tent with a blunt in your hand smoking the spice of the sands enjoying the air and sunlight, preparing to mentally get ready for the day ahead. out of nowhere you saw two men walk up to you wielding swords, because you were an outcast being in your position you could easily get killed and no one would care to notice, so you ran up and tripped the man from under him summersaulted behind him and got back on your feet putting him in a chokehold before he could touch you. the other man got socked clean in the face by your elbow before you got touched. "who are you two...what do you want".!!!you asked your eyes burning with spice. though you were high off the dunes of Arrakis you senses heightened tremendously.

" Lady Jessica would like a word with you". the man under your hold spoke softly as to not piss you off any further. "so you had to get my attention by trying to kill me." you spoke with venom lacing your tone. "she wanted us to test your strength, as you are to be her new right hand." the other man said. "the fuck happened to the first one". you asked plainly. the men looked at each other and that gave you your answer. -TIME SKIP- Back at the palace lady Jessica sat in her chambers awaiting your arrival, once she heard the doors open she stood up and approached you. "My lady if you wanted my services a simple note or delivery would have been accepted". you said softly. the woman raked over your features, the way your shoulders arms and chest stuck out the most in your still suit. how your legs bulked and sculpted the linings of the suit and how your hair fell in locs past your shoulders. the rivers of locs were flowing with sand and spice sparkled in every one from the dunes you ventured through. your beautiful green eyes told a million stories.

Lady Jessica didn't speak to you much but merely thanked you without words for being her new protector. "what is your name dear one"? she asked lowly, her sultry voice sending shivers straight to your core. "Montie". you spoke freely. she nodded slowly and circled you, she reached for a blue liquid that swirled in a glass vile like a calm river flowing downstream. "what's that my lady". you asked. this is the water of life, it can show you things in this world that no human is supposed to see. but the choice to join me is yours". she said gazing at you with her piercing blue eyes. "if i refuse"? you asked challengingly. she stepped closer to you and raised an eyebrow as if accepting your challenge. she leaned close enough to your ear for her lips to softly graze the lobe. "you will join me".

Being Paul's sister he always had your back no matter what, he loved you so much he'd do anything to see you happy. When you found out about chani being in Paul's life he set you up with chani on purpose. Being a god to the fremen he wanted to focus more on keeping everyone safe then to fall in love and be blinded. During the match between him and feyd you stepped in and put feyd in a choke hold before whispering "you belong to the dunes of arrakis now" slicing his throat in one clean motion. The royal family knew it was against the rules to interfere with fair trialed fights but they respected your honor to protect your brother. Chani fell in love with you weeks after and you began protecting the spices yet again.

You have had a crush on chani for years now but of course can't talk about it openly and you pledged that you'd get eaten by a sandworm before confession. You saw her with Paul and assumed that was there fate to be together. But when they didn't work out she seeked you out for comfort. "y/n, I don't know what to do. I mean I love him but I don't think I'm in love with him." She said softly. She looked to you with her crystal blue eyes. Like ocean diamonds they shined and bored into yours. "chani i-". She pressed her lips softly against yours and all you could hear was the beating of her heart in your ears. She pulled away slowly and smiled. "I knew you loved me. " "H...how did you know"? You asked curiously blushing like an idiot. She spoke in her mother tongue smirking softly. And the rest of the night turned into the love making of a spiritual lifetime.

imagine being able to control the minds of the sandworms. You don't know how you possibly could've done it but something about you made them pause there ministrations. During the chase between you and them they almost caught you once you shouted. "STOP"! The worm slowed and opened it's gigantic mouth. "I AM NOT THE ENEMY, YOU KILL ME. BUT FOR WHAT PURPOSE"! the worm closed it's mouth and vibrations echoed through the dunes. You kneeled to your knees and closed your eyes. " These dunes have been through too much bloodshed, only shall we fight for purpose. Not for vengeance." You said softly. You walked up to the worm and touched it's face. That moment forward arrakis saw you as a true warrior.

imagine chani looking at you from afar. She doesn't know you but you've caught her eye. As majestic as you are you may pose a threat but you're the innocent one of the arrakis bunch. Chani feels a deep connection towards you spiritually, she doesn't want anyone else claiming you so from that moment of spotting you she is now determined to make you hers.

stilgar images for all the stilgarheads out there

the prettiest princess ever created maybe?? yes.