#paulatreides

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[auroreatreides]

Dune : Far from home

Warnings : Death, Sadness, Anger, Regret

Every Ship is yandere

Ships for later : Paul x Reader, Chani x Reader, Princess Irulan x Reader, Feyd-Rautha x Reader (romantic) - Emperor x Reader, Stilgar x Reader, Lady Jessica x Reader (plantonic)

It was late in the night as you were walking through the streets of your home town. You could hear the thunder and rain as you walked through it. You just had celebrated your birthday with your closest friends and it was really fun. First you went to a café where you ate cake and drank coffee. Most of you liked the homemade Cheesecake but your best friend, (Best friend´s name), said that it was horrable. You just ended up all dicussing what you personally think about it. After that you took the bus and drove to the shopping centre in which you bought clothes and some other stuff. But you bought many clothes. Many many clothes. Each of you had at least one big back to carry because since you were rich and generous, you gave your friends all what they wanted. Of course they didn´t know that before because you waited to see if they were good friends and afterwards you decided you could tell them. In the shopping centre you also goofed around and behaved very silly, running through the stores and getting scolded by the old woman who stood behind the counter.

You still have to laugh when you think about it. As you got home you put off your beige coat and your white sneakers. "Mom, Dad I´m home!" "Hey honey how was your party?" your Dad asked. "Perfect" you responded. "It´s an awful weather, isn´t it?" "OH yes it is" .Your blue-green eyes searched for your Mom as you walked in the kitchen. "Dad, where´s Mom?" " She´s out getting a surprise for you" Immediatly you ran into the living room with your dark blonde wavy hair hanging down your back. "Really?"

You were just greatful that you had parents who treated you like this. Before long, you didn´t have as much. Those who you lived with were only your step-parents. Your real parents were poor and abused you and your brother. You had to get your own food and didn´t have anything useful. No actually clothes, no real place to sleep, no friends, no nothing. But you found a way to earn money. In the streets, you thaught yourself to fight and won most of the "competitions" there. First it was difficult but then it turned out to be easy. You still trained today and you looked the part. You weren´t fragile and girly. You were tough and ready to protect everyone you loved. Live has shaped you this way and you will always stay like this.

Your brother (Brother´s name) basically looked the same as you, only that he was the male and you the female version. You had the same hair colour, the same eye colour and so on. Many thought that you were twins but you weren´t. (Brother´s name) was two years older than you. But your step-parents looked very similiar too. So if you´re an outsider, you wouldn´t say that they would be your step-parents.

Then your brother came down "Hey sis. How´s your birthday?" "Good, (Nickname of your brother)" "Hey! Stop calling me that you know I hate it!" He pulled a face. Now you had to laugh. "I´m so sorry but it´s just so hilarous when you pull a face like that." "So, there´s no gift for you,ok" he said "Wait no! Please, you can´t do that it´s my birthday!" "Ok, ok just jokin´" He pulled out the gift and handed it over. You were quick to open it and gasped. You threw yourself on him and squealed. "This is so perfect! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" It was a photo album in which he put pictures of your friends, you, him, your family and a necklace in. After about ten minutes your Mom came home. "I´m home!" she called. You ran up to her and threw your arms around her torso. "Hi Mom. Did you get here well? It´s quite stormy out there" you said. "Hi, honey. Yes, it was ok but you´re right " you realesed her as she said "I want everyone to come to the table." "Oh, why?" you asked "You´ll see" she answerd and smiled.

As you sat at the table your Mom began to speak "So, I wanted to ta-" Peng - everything was black ......a deafening sound in your ears......screaming.....looking up....fire..everywhere..... You stood up and looked around. Even that was difficult. Then you saw it. A men held your dad by his neck and pressed. Another one. he did the same to your Mom. "NO! Let them go!" you tried to run but your legs failed you. Again. This time they looked in your direction. You held out your hand und begged "Please no... let them be" you said as you got up. One of them tried to hit you but you dodged in time and kicked back. The man fell to the ground after you kicked him in the stomach too. Your father´s body slipped down lifeless. That very moment you were in total shock. He was dead. So was your mother. A single tear slipped from your eye. Everything was silent as you watched your parent´s corpses on the groung. Memories and flashbacks in your head. Laughing with them. Your birthdays. Last summer. Christmas. Everything at once. You loved them so much. As much as a daughter could love her parents. And now they were gone. They saved you and your brother from your past. Both played so important roles in your life, which you were greatful for. But you weren´t ready to let them go. You only had two years with them. It´s just not fair, nothing is fair.

Then- you felt a hit in your gut that sent you back on the ground. Someone put his foot on your chest and pressed down. "Playing the hero, aren´t you? Sorry to crush your dreams but no" He was strong and big and he seemed to be very build. His armor was black and had a coat of arms on it. It was a ram´s head with a crimson red background and glowing eyes. "Get the boy" he harshly said to the other warrior. Now that you noticed it, they all had pale skin and lokked all the same. Except the big one. You saw your brother getting dragged by his foot over to you. "Let. Him. Go." you said "Make me" he said "Fuck off, you motherfucker" you answerd. "Whoa, seems like someone is pissed today" Now he was stepping on your throat. You tried to get some air in your lungs but it didn´t work. "I´m saying this as a warning, and only once so listen close : Disrespect us and we´ll see what happens to that one" he mentioned to your brother and pushed you up by the neck. "Do you understand me?" you nodded reluctantly. "Good" he said. Suddently you felt a sharp pain in your neck and fell to the ground. "Be more careful with her, Glossu Rabban. The Baron wants her alive" "Don´t be so squeamish, she´ll live"

That was the last thing you heard before everything went black.

What will happen next? Why have they murdered your parents? You´ll find out in the next episode

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[thedinogeekofficialart]

Inktober 2024 Day 9: Sun

The three controlling forces on Dune...

Ever since I saw Dune 2 this year I've been captivated by it's cinematic shots and vivid color palettes. I might redraw this on my tablet sometime, I'll be able to improve the colors that way.

[effasempai]

[michalputo]

It's almost time. Dune is one of my favourite books, I've read it many times and finally we have an excellent movie based on the story, imo on par with Peter Jackson's LOTR.

Can't wait to see the second part in the cinema.

Paul Muad'Dib, graphite pencils in sketchbook, 28x35cm.

[phantomrin]

"DUNE" fanart. When it comes to movies and/or TV series, very few titles leave me impressed. So far the new "Dune" movie's trailers managed to do that.

Thus this piece 😎

[leighwalls]

Slowly this thing develops. I had to fix the crotch of the stillsuit and then I didn't like the arm. Then I started working on the face and unexpected things started happening. Even though they were my original intention, I liked where it was going so I continued in that direction. I liked Villeneuve's DUNE so I used that suit design as well as the crysknife and sandstorm. For the larger piece I have waiting in the wings, I might make my own design choices for stillsuit and character design. Especially for Baron Harkonnen and Rabban (can I fit Feyd-Rautha in there?🤔) Anywhere, this is almost done. Another day of drawing and then inking. #artwork #drawing #lineart #blackandwhite #pencil #sketch #commission #graphitedrawing #Dune #paulatreides #stillsuit #desert #arrakis #scifi #denisvilleneuve #movie #fanart https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp0LtZ-sB_t/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[lennydi]

“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.” ― Frank Herbert, Dune