Here are my two Guillermo Del Toro custom dolls. Honestly, if Frankenstein hadn't hit so hard aesthetically and made me inspired to finish the Frankenstein doll, the Asset would have spent at least a few more years unfinished.
I'd love to eventually add a doll from Crimson Peak or Pan's Labyrinth here but that is a big undertaking for someone who can't sew well lol.
I have a feeling we aren’t in the 21st century anymore! (Chapter 7)
AU Young Leto Atreides x fem reader
Summary: Waking up alone and in darkness, you and your captor come face to face to discuss your situation. Meanwhile, Leto starts to grow concerned when he finds the bed that he last saw you in empty. Will he put it all together in the very second? Or will it take some time to think through?
A/N: So sorry this part took so long to write. I’m hoping that you all who have still been following this story will be content with how it turned out. Please feel free to read the previous fics if you need a refresher. Let me know your thoughts. Thanks and appreciate you all who read any of my fics.
Elsewhere???
You wake up drowsy.
Ugh…Where am I? You think to yourself.
The last thing you remembered was Leto spending the rest of the night with you in the library. Everything else after that is fuzzy to you.
It’s so dark wherever you are, you wonder how long for what felt like days. Perhaps weeks even.
Before you can go further into your thoughts, there is a creek of light that flows through the dark room.
You wince. As your eyes are adjusting to light, you see a shadowy figure walking in.
Once light comes through, you are met with an older looking woman covered head to toe in blackish-grey clothing. Perhaps a gown.
Though, the thing that sticks out to you the most about her appearance is the headpiece she wears. A tall top hat, only without the brim, and a veil over it. It’s because of that veil that you are unable to tell who she is. Though, she looks familiar. At least, that’s what you're telling yourself.
While taking notice of her attire makes you realize for the first time since being here that you are still naked from being intimate with Leto, it’s surprisingly the last thing you are worried about. Though, could anyone blame you?
Hoping that this is all some sort of misunderstanding, perhaps some of Leto’s followers are a bit more eccentric in their loyalty to him than others, you decide to be brave and speak to your captor.
“Where am I?” You started.
The woman says nothing. Thinking she may be hard of hearing, you repeat yourself.
When she doesn’t respond again, you try a different approach.
“Please let me speak to Leto,” you said. Hoping that a bit of name dropping will cause this woman to realize that she’s wrong about you. That you are not a danger to Leto or anyone else in Caladan. “He'll tell you that I'm supposed to be here. Alongside him.
“That’s not true, girl,” the piercing and authoritative voice said.
“I beg your pardon,” you interrupted, a quizzical look on your face. Confused yet curious, as you start to wonder if someone had been paying much more attention to your presence than you initially believed.
Looking back, spending a good portion of waking hours with the duke of a literally entire planet would cause attention. However, you figured that attempting to make yourself as quiet and scarce as possible during political and courtly matters in the hopes that you didn’t stick out too much. Guess you were wrong regarding that matter.
The woman smirks, walking closer towards you. “I am able to see more than meets the eye, girl.”
Though rather than kneeling at your eye level, she chooses to stand. Almost as if to emphasize who is in charge in this situation. “You are a long way from home. As a result, your presence here has already caused thousands of years of plotting and planning to go awry. Never mind that, it will no longer be an issue. Once you’ve been dealt with properly.”
Your brows furrowed. “How do you plan to do this? Even if I wished to leave, I have no idea how to as I have no idea how I got here. One day I just woke up and… poof…”
You motion around to everything that is in front of you with your head.
It's at that moment the woman in front of you for the first time since her presence gives you a grin. Though, you feel that this grin isn’t something that shouldn’t be on her face. All unnatural and a bit unnerving all at the same time.
“I have my ways, dear girl,” the woman finally responds. “Although, that’s for me to know and for you not to find out until… what was it you said…poof?”
Before you can question her more, the shadowy mistress of evil (that’s what you decided to call her) leaves the room. Locking the door from the outside and leaving you to wonder just how you will be getting out of there alive.
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A few hours before…
“..If there are no other questions, you all are free to leave men,” Leto finished his spiel.
As Leto still talks to the few men who are slowly making their way out, eager to ask for his opinion on certain matters, his thoughts are immediately back to you.
While some of the thoughts are on your naked body under the warm blankets, the rest consist of wondering if you’re delayed in going about your usual morning routine.
Did you end up having to take a bath first due to your activities yesterday? Did you pick that beautiful (f/c) dress he loves oh so much?
Hopefully you didn’t have a light breakfast, he thinks. He knows you prefer to eat light on days you plan on sharing lunch or dinner together as it ends up equating to you both eating so much food that you are full until the next morning.
Nevertheless, he ponders. That only means that I will have to have the servants prepare a lovely meal for you both.
When the last person leaves the room, Leto, realizing that there is still an hour or two before lunch is served, decides that it would be best to stop by your room. As this is the time of day that you dedicate to your research regarding finding a way home. To your time in the past. Away from him. All in the privacy of the room that he provided you with to ensure that no one grows suspicious of your true origins.
As Leto walks closer to the door of your room, he can’t help but wonder if it’s even possible to send you back. On top of that, would you even want to return back after everything shared between you both.
Although he would want nothing more than to have you at his side, Leto knows that it would be too much to ask you to sacrifice everything (family, friends, etc.) to be in another time with him.
He doesn’t even know if he could do the same for you if the roles were reversed. Not because he doesn’t love you but of the fact that his entire life has been dedicated to politics and serving others. Two things that don’t allow for him to follow his heart when the lives of others are in his hands.
Finally making it to the door of your room, Leto shakes himself out of his thoughts (physically and mentally) and puts on that smile that has become more prominent when in your presence.
He raises his hand to the door. “My lady? Are you busy at the moment? I just finished with my meeting and figured we could take a walk around the grounds before lunch.
Not hearing anything from behind the door, Leto repeats himself again. “(Y/n)? Are you alright?”
Once again, your lack of response caused him to grow concerned. “I’m coming in, my lady. Please feel free to object if you don’t want me to.”
Turning the knob, Leto walks into the room. To his surprise (and concern), you are not in the room. However, nothing seems to be amiss as your bed is made like it normally would be when you start your day based on what he knows of you.
As he takes a more thorough look of your room, Leto takes note of the fact that your journal filled with research notes from various books and scrolls is not on the desk where you study.
Perhaps you're in the library, Leto reasons to himself internally as he leaves your room.
Closing the door to your bedroom, Leto makes way towards the library. His mind is filled with endless concerns regarding your safety.
Are you avoiding him? Was being intimate too much for you? Do you regret it? Or was it simply just a way for you to cope with the loneliness being in a strange word until you are able to go home?
Leto hopes that none of that is the case. For Leto felt how much you cared for him and he was sure that he did a decent job reassuring you of his.
To his horror, you are nowhere in the library.
Where did you go?
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The next few hours are filled with restlessness for Leto.
Currently, the man is resting in bed, holding the scraps of clothing you had on when you first met as he tries to fall asleep so that he can continue his search with you in only a mere few hours.
He had Gurney and his men looking far and wide for you. Not only in the castle but through all of Caldan. However, they were unsuccessful in being able to find any trace of you. As if you have fallen off the planet.
As he twists and turns for the millionth time, the words echo in his mind, fallen off the planet… Who would have the capability to do that..
Realizing just who, Leto sits up in bed and puts on his shirt over his healing scarred chest. He then calls upon a servant. When they get there, he asks. “Can you please have Jessica from the Bene Gesserit summoned to visit Caladan ASAP?”
The servant looked at him confused before Leto told them to do as he asked. More likely looking unhinged in the process.
“But isn't that what love does?” Leto says aloud to himself. “Take our sanity and twist it as soon as it's taken away from us?”
Leto walks towards the window, looking out into the horizon. “I will find you, (y/n).”
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