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Summary; Mello, Near and Y/N were childhood friends at Wammy’s House, years later Y/N and Mello get together and their feelings for one another emerge. 

Warnings; None. 

A/N; Sorry I suck at summary, my friend requested this idea and finally I’m writing it. This will be a short story. I might add smut in the future chapters ;)

Chapter One

December 2007 Wammy’s House

It was a sunny day for a cold December, the dry leaves made crack sounds as Y/N and Mello were walking in the playground, they could hear other children laughing, chasing each other. ‘’What are you thinking?’’ Mello asked, he could see that she was in deep thoughts, Mello and Y/N were living at this place for years, none of them knew their parents but they knew that they had each other, no matter what. ‘’The future.’’ Y/N shortly replied, she seemed sad. Mello pulled out a chocolate bar from his deep pocket, a sudden cold wind moved his golden brown hair out of his pure face, he always had an angry expression. The anger of an orphan never leaves, it eats him inside, his blue eyes seemed compassionate, he gave one bar to Y/N, ‘’Eat, it will cheer you up.’’ He was used to stealing from their teacher’s room. Y/N gladly ate the chocolate, they sat on a bench, ‘’Do you think that we will be together in the future, like we are now?’’ Mello asked what he was thinking and wanted to slap his face, whenever he was close to Y/N he asked stupid questions and said things he never wanted to say out loud, he was in love with her. ‘’I don’t know Mello, L has to choose one of us, not 3 of us.’’ Mello, Y/N and Near were the successors of L and they were trained to be like him when they are old enough or if something happens to L. ‘’I hate to admit it but Near has a natural talent.’’ Mello and Near had fights all the time, Near was calm and collective on the other hand Mello always fell into the web of his emotions, he was always ready to punch someone. Y/N was their balance, that’s why 3 of them were assigned to be together.

‘’You didn’t answer my question Y/N.’’ Mello pointed out, he wanted her to say yes, yes we will always be together… Y/N took a glance at his beautiful face, his ocean eyes were begging, looked pleasently warm. ‘’Yes Mello, we will always be together.’’

The world stopped for them for a second, they didn’t hear the children around them (they were the oldests in the Wammy House), it was just them existing together, Mello did something he wanted to do for a long time, he leaned closer and kissed Y/N. It was a soft innocent kiss of two teenagers, Y/N could feel her cheeks burning, she was in love e,th him too, as they parted a smile flickered across their lips, Mello stroked her pink cheek and above their heads birds were singing as if they were singing a love song just for them.

‘’Mello! Y/N! Come inside.’’ One of their teachers called for them, she seemed upset.

They were taken to the headmaster’s office, Near was inside too, he had a white puzzle board. ‘’I have to give you a terrible news.’’ The headmaster began, Mello found himslef holding Y/N’s hand, ‘’L is dead.’’

Y/N could feel the anger vibrating from Mello, he gave her hand a harsh twist, ‘’What?! How?!’’ he screamed. A single tear dropped from Y/N eye, ‘’I don’t know how but he is dead. Since he didn’t choose a successor before he died…’’ he looked at all 3 of them, ‘’I think all of you can be L, you should work together, you would be inexpugnable.’’

Mello hit the headmaster’s chair, ‘’I would never work with Near, Y/N and I are almost 15, we will leave together.’’ Mello turned to leave, he opened the door but stopped in his tracks because he didn’t hear Y/N’s following footsteps. He turned to see Y/N standing next to Near, ‘’Mello, I want to stay. We should stay and work together. Stay with me.. please.’’ Mello was too furious to hear, ‘’No. Are you coming or what?’’

Near was younger than them and he always saw Y/N as a maternal figure so he held Y/N’s hand tightly, he didn’t want her to go, even though Near and Mello had fights Near never wanted him to leave them, ‘’I’m staying, and you know you have to stay with us.’’

Mello felt betrayed, just moments ago they promised each other that they will be together and sealed it with a kiss but now Y/N was choosing Near and the Wammy’s House over Mello. He suppressed his tears, ‘’Fine! Suit yourself.’’ And he slammed the door as he left.

Nowdays

It had been years and thanks to their mutual friend Matt, Y/N was getting info on what Mello is up to. She was on her own, she had her own cases and she was working with Near as equals, sometimes she was working with the FBI and sometimes they sent her to 3rd world countries. Her last case was a hard one, she lost her house and she had to lay low for couple of months and she had nowhere to go except Mello. Thanks to Matt she got the address of his hideout, Mello was working for a Mafia Boss now and years ago Y/N got one of the memebers arrested so she wasn’t expecting a warm welcome.  

They were staying at an abandoned building, outside looked like no one had been there for decades, no cars were around and the trees and plants were hiding the building perfectly. She, from a distance, walked and circled the building, trying to find an entrance, she knew they would soon catch her so she acted like she didn’t see the hidden cameras, her purpose was to get caught and talk to Mello.

Soon two men caught her, tied her hands and feet, put a piece of cloth in her mouth and covered her eyes with a black cloth. She knew the proses so she was calm which freaked out the men who caught her. They carried her inside, she was taken to a dark room, they made her sit on a chair and for some time there was nothing but silence. She was quick so she get rid of the rope which they used to tie her wrists, but she still held her hands at the back of the chair, didn’t want any attention. The door of the room opened and someone removed the eye bondage and the gag in her mouth. The room was dimly lit, a man with a bald head and blue eyes were standing there, he had expensive cloths and a golden watch, one of his golden rings had a sigil, she knew it was the sigil of that boss’s house. ‘’Y/N… are you here to apologies. You put my best man inside, he was valuable you know.’’ He had a cocky tone which Y/N didn’t like. ‘’I was working with the FBI, instead of giving your name I put your man inside. You should be thanking me old man.’’  

He lit his thick cigar, he took a step towards her, she could smell the cigar, it made her stomach twist in disgust, ‘’What should I do to you pretty face hmm?’’ his calm blue eyes travelled on her face, neck and breasts, ‘’I can kill all of you right now if I wanted to.’’ She said as calm as she could be, the boss laughed at her face, ‘’Leave me alone with her.’’ A voice said and made the bald boss turn. Mello was standing at the doorway, hands in his dark jeans, his long hair hiding his forehead and creating a shadow on his face, his blue diamond eyes shined when he saw her. ‘’You know her?’’

‘’Yes. Let me talk to her.. alone.’’  

Mello had a power over the boss she could see that, soon the boss and his men left and closed the metal door. It was just them, she brought her hands to her feet to remove the rope but failed, Mello without saying anything knelt in front of her and freed her feet, he looked up to meet her eyes, his blue ones were sparkling, but she couldn’t understand whether he was happy to see her or angry.

‘’Long time no see.’’ He said breaking the silence between them.

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Summary; Feyd has dreams and finally meets you, he is so overhwelmed by emotions that he paints a picture of you with his blood.

Words: 5. 143K

Warnings: War, fighting, weapons, kidnapping.

A/N: Hi guys! I had this one shot fic idea for a while, here you go. Let me know what you think. xxx It resembls your request to I hope you'll like it babe @ilikefeydrautha

‘’We’re under attack!’’  Your fellow Fremen yelled and with his voice everyone around you geared up in a second. Ever since the fall of House Atreides you have been in numerous battles with the House Harkonnen. At first Duke Leto’s son Paul and his mother Jessice were refugees under your roof, thankfully they grew accustom to your way of life and since then they have been a great help. With their help and strategy you and your people won every battle against Glossu Rabban, however, with the change in command you met someone new. Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, Baron’s youngest nephew. He was much more unpredictable than his older brother Rabban and much more vicious. One night, Jessica, now Fremens’ Reverend Mother, had gathered you and other important soldiers to give information about Feyd-Rautha and you felt your blood run cold even in the hottest planet in the entire galaxy.. he was psychotic. Since you were the daughter of a skilled warrior you were trained as such, and you had responsibilities; leading your people in these dark times. Unfortunately these dark times have been unstoppable.

The first time you had encountered him was at the desert.

You and your group had been trying to steal spice, well, it couldn’t be considered as stealing if it was your own planet.. the Harkonnen soldiers attacked. The open field had turned into a grave, crimson color spread on the sun dust sand which turned it into mud. After slaying a soldier you were pushed to the ground by a kick but you managed to get back up quickly, you were like a garden snake, swift and like liquid, but your opponent was a viper. He was covered in black head to toe but you could tell he was from a higher rank since he got some medals on his broad chest, a worthy opponent to kill and leave his body to Shai-Hulud.

You attacked but he pushed back, under the fire sun you fought, with his elbow he managed to punch back your helmet and it fell to the sand, your face exposed to him…

He didn’t attack but circled you like a predator who is contemplating what to do to his prey. He did something which surprised you.. he removed his helmet and tossed it aside. You took a step back in revelation, thanks to Reverend Mother’s description you knew who your opponent was… Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen himself. The monster who put you and your people in this situation.

Why wasn’t he attacking? His blue eyes under the sun gave the impression of two shiny diamonds, piercing through your skin like the heat. As he circled you and came to a stop he leaned closer, you didn’t know what to do or to say, he made sure to leave a safe distance between the two of you but he was much more closer than before. ‘’Pleasure to meet you, desert flower.’’

The ships to help Harkonnens were approaching and your commander ordered for you and other Fremen to fall back. As you ran you could feel his diamonds on your back, mapping you, his presence made you uneasy and questioning his behavior.. why didn’t he attack?

After meeting him flesh and blood you went to Reverend Mother Jessica, you were hesitant at first, she was on the ground, you could smell the spice coffee she had, the walls of her room held handmade carpets, Jessica’s baby bump getting more and more visible each day, ‘’Come forth young girl.’’ Her voice wasn’t the same as the first week she had been with them, more in charge and demanding. ‘’I am disturbing your meditation, I shall take my leave.’’ You said, regretting that you even went to her in the first place, you were covered in sand and blood, your face burning with embarrassment and the exposure you had from the sun, Jessica’s blue eyes were magnetizing, ‘’Sit.’’ She used the voice on you and you found yourself sitting in front of her, ‘’I’ve heard you had to fall back. What happened?’’ Jessica asked, her question had under tones of deep curiosity for something else.  ‘’We were ambushed.’’ You shortly replied. ‘’You have met him, haven’t you?’’ with the mention of him Jessica noticed the change in your posture, you were alert. ‘’Be not afraid child, he cannot reach you here. Now, pray ell. What happened?’’

You found yourself giving each detail to her.

‘’So chose not to attack you… how strange..’’ Jessica was more talking to herself than you, ‘’You are dismissed.’’ And you left without getting any explanation of answers.

Ever since that incident you kept battling him or his soldiers, you were so fed up with the situation that you prayed to Shai-Hulud to end this war one way or another… you would come to realize in near future that when one prays for something one should be specific.

The second time you have seen him was at the skirts of the palace which Harkonnens had built 80 plus years ago when they first sent to your planet by the emperor. How you loathed the man.

You and your team’s plan was to provoke the Harkonnens by bombing their walls, creating damage and most importantly pissing them off. You couldn’t finish planting all of the bombs because alarms started to go off but that was enough anyway, it was close to dawn. Your fellow Fremen were brave and fighting the enemy like drinking fresh water… insanely devoted.

A bulky man was your opponent, he had a war, carrying it both of his hands, it was so heavy that whenever he missed hitting you hit the ground you felt its earthquake. You didn’t want to imagine the damage it would inflict on you.. imminent death.

‘’She is mine!’’ you heard a man scream with a raspy voice and in a second the bulk man with the hammer lost his head with a swift blade motion, you jumped back and fell on your arse, the bulky man’s head rolling towards you, you pushed your body back to get away and you saw him. Feyd-Rautha just killed one of his solider and stepped on his dead body to come to you…

You kept slithering back on the sand, the sky was getting brighter with each minute, the heat getting higher. He used his heavy boot to press on your ankle and make you stop getting away from him and you screamed in pain and cursed. With his heavy boot still pressing on your ankle he knelt down to be on the eye level with you, ‘’Hello again.’’ His pale face made him look like he was sculptured by most talented artist of ancient times, his shiny eyes never leaving yours, he then looked at his hand which was holding the blade and then looked back at you. His hand came to your face, you didn’t have your helmet, only a dirty scarf covering your face, except eyes. How did he even knew it was you?

With the tip of the blade he cut open yours scarf and revealed your face to him, ‘’There she is.’’ His voice raw and dominant, it made you shiver in fear and curiosity.

Your ankle was hurting you but you held your face blank as much as you can, didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. How could he look so calm and collective while there is a chaos surrounding him, Fremens and Harkonnens fighting to death. You tried to pull your leg but he didn’t budge and it hurt even more, ‘’Why so hasty desert flower?’’ he mocked, you noticed the smirk shaping on his plump lips. You refused to give in so you kept your mouth shut, didn’t want him to get a reaction from you. The tip of his blade traced the strand of your hair, his eyes observing your hair like it was the most important thing in the world. Why was he interested in your hair anyway? With his other hand he grabbed your hair and pulled your scalp, you yelped. He cut few strands of your hair, you froze in your state, he lifted his hand to show you, ‘’Till next time.’’ He got to his feet and left you there.

This time you didn’t go to her, the Reverend Mother came to you, you were in your room applying a soothing gel to your ankle. As soon as you saw her you tried to get up in respect, ‘’Relax child, sit down.’’ You did what you were told. She came to sit next to you on your bed, ‘’I’ve heard some rumors and I wanted to hear the truth from you.’’ And you told her what happened, Reverend Mother Jessica looked deep in thought, calculating. ‘’Maybe there is hope for us yet.’’ She said turning to caress your cheek, like a mother caring for her child, you didn’t understand the ‘’hope’’ in question but these were dark times and your people relied on hope to survive for centuries.

And you were under attack few weeks later of that incident. Guess the Harkonnes needed time to build back the walls you had bombed. But how could they find the secret siech you wondered. Was there a rat among you? There was no time to think, you geared up and left your room to fight, ‘’Get women and children out of here.’’ You told one of your men and moved to the battle, in the common area of the siech your men and warrior women were fighting the monsters, Harkonnen war drums were beating so loud and deep, you felt he vibration in your body. You could see the monsters with torches, burning the messenger birds, birds that you had been taking care of… you found yourself screaming in primal hate and you marched to the closest Harkonnen soldier to kill, you were so quick the man didn’t even see it coming. You sliced his throat like it was nothing and kept moving, slaughtering men after men with your lust for blood your fellow Fremen warriors got the courage that needed, your home was invaded and you had nothing to lose at this point. Or so you thought.

You climbed on top of a rock to see the battle field, you could see Harkonnens popping up from every whole like a bug infestation.

You could also see how your folk falling to the ground, monsters were too many and you had to do something about it and you heard the drums change rhythm. He was coming.

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen marched in with soldiers on his left and right, slaughtering men who stepped on his path. He walked like a man who owned the entire galaxy.

You jumped from the rock to keep fighting, you either won or die among your people.

Soon you have come to realize that Feyd was after you, his soldiers were opening the way for him to reach you and you kept changing your location, ‘’Get her!’’ the battle scene was hectic, screams filled your ears, you were covered in blood, you weren’t sure if it belonged to you or someone else.

A hand grabbed you by the hair and yanked you back, a kick came to your knee to make you kneel, you screamed in pain and looked up it was a Harkonnen soldier, smiling down at you like an animal.

Feyd-Rautha came, focused on the man who was still holding you by the hair, ‘’How dare you touch her hair!?’’ his scream made you look at him, with a quick move he cut the man’s hand and the hand dropped, the solider screamed in pain and fell on his knees next to you and Feyd beheaded him.

The man’s blood splashed on your face, you closed your eyes to pray, he was going to kill you, you were sure of it. You have heard that he loved to play with his victims and then kill them, he had play with you long enough, it was your time and you welcomed death.

A woman’s voice was heard and you opened your eyes.

‘’ENOUGH!’’ Reverend Mother Jessica yelled using the voice, her hands up she was standing on the highest rock, ‘’Tonight we shall end this bloodshed once and for all!’’ her voice was so demanding and dominant, everyone stopped and looked at her, including Feyd.

‘’Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, leave our lands, let us harvest spice and end this warfare, and we shall give you what you want.’’

You didn’t believe that this animal could agree on something and leave you all alone.

‘’My terms are this,’’ he began, looking directly at Jessica, everything seemed off putting to you. Like there was something behind this scene.

‘’I will have 90% of the spice. I don’t want any Fremen at the city and outskirts of it. ’’ He said his terms,  Jessica nodded, ’’Then you shall have it. Tonight marks the day-‘’ Feyd caught her speech, holding the room’s full attention,

‘’And I want her, as war prize.’’ He pointed to your direction, you were still on your knees. Your breath caught up in your throat, your fellow Fremen looked at each other in shock, an outsider having a Fremen as a war prize? No way.

‘’Then it is settled.’’ Jessica’s words cut you like a hot blade, you were in hypnotic state, not understanding what was going on. Feyd held your arm to make you stand up and you started to scream like a mad woman.

‘’No, let go of me, no, no!’’ you screams could be heard outside of the siech. Over minutes you were placed on a ship and taken away from your home, your desert.

The doctor inside the ship gave you a glass of water and within seconds you passed out.

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen boarded the other ship after he gathered his troops, he had to go back to Giedi Prime, his servants had already sent his belongings back to his home planet, and after tonight he had to go back, report to his uncle and take care of his business there, he had been in Arrakis long enough and since he had established a good spice deal there was no point for him to stay there. He laid on his bed and as he drifted to sleep his mind was on her and how he got her.

Feyd-Rautha was having his breakfast when he received a message, the language was foreign to him so he had to get it translated. In the message it said that Lady Jessica was willing to make truce in exchange of something they both need. Feyd had sent his spies first, he tracked Lady Jessica and they met in secret. At first he thought this was a scam but Lady Jessica had promised to him that they would benefit from this truce.

‘’A little bird told me you have taken an interest in someone… Is it true? If it is then we can come to an agreement.’’ Reverend Mother spoke, there was a safe distance between them, ‘’What if I have? What are you willing to give me?’’ he questioned, his neck moving like a snake, ‘’Leave us alone, have some of the spice so that your uncle wouldn’t get suspicious and you can keep her to yourself. How does that sound?’’

After their secret agreement she gave the directions to the secret siech and they staged the entire battle. If the battle wasn’t realistic no one would believe them.

Feyd didn’t know why but ever since he saw her he kept having these dreams, she haunted him day and night so much so that he found himself drawing her on a gigantic canvas, every time he got a pen and paper he found himself drawing her eyes, her mouth, her hands.. he didn’t believe in coincidences, the universe put her in his path for something…

You opened your eyes in a comfortable bed, the comfort made you question your surroundings since you weren’t used to it, your head was pounding like a hammer to a rock, you slowly sit and look around. You were in a big room, the walls were black, also the furniture, the bed you were in was bigger than your own bed and the fabric made it feel like liquid running through your skin, your hand went to your head and noticed the dampness on your hair, you smelled your hair and it smelled like roses.. when you noticed your lace night gown you jumped to your feet, it was long and had laces, you ran to the nearest tall mirror and looked at your reflection, you had bruises due to the fight.. yes the battle. You tried to remember what had happened..

The fight

Reverend Mother and Feyd-Rautha’s agreement…

Everything came back to you like a running stream…

So that wasn’t a nightmare, you were actually kidnapped and brought somewhere you do not know. You walked through the open doors of your room’s balcony, the sun was out but something was different. Everything looked black and white and you were surely not in Arrakis anymore, how long have you slept? Most importantly who bathe you and made you were this gown, as you stood there watching troops walk into the fortress you were trapped in you noticed how black the walls of the fortress, this wasn’t a friendly planet.

The metal doors of the room you were trapped in opened wide by two guards who were covered in black, a bald female servant walked in, her head was low, and in front of her there was an another woman who was older than the servant, she wore doctor’s uniform but it was also black like other people’s clothing. ‘’I am here to examine you, my lady.’’ You were standing on the threshold of the balcony watching them ‘’Lady?’’  you thought, ‘’Please sit.’’ The old woman said with an authoritative tone, she was also bald, you immediately moved away from them, you looked around to find a weapon but the room was so basic you started to panic, ‘’My lady, please calm down.’’ The old woman warned, you started to scream like a savage and threw the lamp on the nightstand by the bed you woke up in, the old woman covered her face with both of her hands, she was carrying a leather bag, ‘’My Lady please, I have to run some tests and give you hormonal vitamins to make you more fertile-‘’

You froze, ‘’fertile’’ for what? Your panic grew more in your stomach and chest, the room was suffocating you.

You wished you were on the desert, the scent of spice in your nostrils, riding a sandworm. You threw whatever you could find, you didn’t even utter a word you simply screamed at them.

Soon the doctor and servant left you alone, you could hear the heavy lock on the doors.

You were marching up and down when your doors opened again, and you saw him. Followed by the doctor and the servant girl again, ‘’My Lord,’’ the doctor began, they were watching you rather examining you like an exotic animal. ‘’She has been difficult.’’ The doctor said looking him but Feyd-Rautha’s blue eyes were fixated on you. He was in more casual clothing, his hand behind his back, he seemed more in his element here, ‘’Leave us.’’ His raspy voice made you shiver, with his order they left the room and when the doors locked you were alone with him.. in a room where you are trapped.

You didn’t say anything but watched him, he looked around, ‘’Don’t worry you’ll be moved to a better place once I get things done.’’ He was talking as if you were his friend or.. someone close to him…

You refused to speak. He was walking around the room, ‘’We’re in Giedi Prime, my home planet.’’ He began coming closer to you, you found yourself walking back slowly. Being in his presence was something you experienced before but it was always in a battle, he looked so calm and collective when there was no chaos.

He came to a stop when he noticed your trembling form, even though you looked sacred you had this fighter aura, he knew no matter what you would be ready. ‘’Let the doctor help you, I chose her specifically because I don’t want any man to touch you.’’ His confession startled you, his pinky finger coming up to your face to removed a strand of hair away from your face, ‘’More beautiful close up.’’ He was more talking to himself as if he was in trance of a witch, ‘’Let them serve you.’’ His eyes moved away from your hair to your face. And with that he turned and left, his march echoing in the room and halls of the fortress.  

You let the doctor and maids help you, your maids explained that this will be your room for a while, they emphasized on the word ‘’for a while’’ you watched the doctor injecting liquid in you so many times, you felt your body like a puppet, being shoved around by people around you.. well.. if you could call them people. What made you curios is that man and women were all bald, skinny and the fear in their eyes were showed you the menace of House Harkonnen. For centuries they brought nothing but suffering to the people they own. And you were one of them now, someone they own.. not even a someone anymore, just a relic to add  Feyd-Rautha’s collection.

‘’My Lady,’’ one of the girl approached, she had a black dress that showed her rank, she was a maid, you turned to her, her head was down, ‘’You can look at me’’ this was the first time in hours you have spoken which startled the poor little girl, she slowly raised her gaze, she had jet black eyes, ‘’If you would like to see the fortress I can escort you.’’ Her offer med you smile in pain, even the servants pitied you it seemed. ‘’I would love that.’’

Together you left the room you occupied, you have heard so many storied about House Harkonnen’s fortress but nothing compared to what your eyes witnessed. A magnificent jet black fortress, standing proud and tall in the center of the city, walls, floors were mostly made from obsidian, Harkonnens didn’t understand much of furniture and decorating but they knew how to be intimidating.

Guards were at every door, the servant girl showed you the throne room, it was a grand hall with a black throne and steps to reach to it, you felt the thin carpets under your feet, ‘’They are human skin my lady.’’ The girl explained and you could feel your body freeze in disgust, ‘’Animals!’’ you muttered under your breath, ‘’Can we please go somewhere else?’’

The girl took you to the courtyard, you were expecting to find trees or flowers, even in Arrakis some regions had desert plants but here… you found none. Just an open space with pearl white floors and statues, sitting places and guards.

‘’Follow me my lady.’’ The girl said and you followed suit, you walked back into the fortress, this was a prison and you were sure of it now, more than ever. Your heart yearned for your home, the smell of spice in the sand, riding your sand worm, your community…

What you noticed was that as you walked servants bowed to you, and they kept calling you

 ‘’My Lady’’

You weren’t a lady, you were just a member of a Fremen family who were powerful and influential. Your ancestors were fighters and so are you.

‘’My lady, please wait here, I will fetch you in a minute.’’ The girl bowed and left her in a small library, this must be a personal library. You walked around and read the titles of the books, some were in different languages that you don’t know, some Chakobsa, your native tongue.

You loved the smell of books and tranquility this room held, you felt at ease, as you were walking around you saw a door, it was slightly opened, something in you warned but your curiosity got the best of you and with caution you approached to the wooden door, you were surprised that this fortress had wooden doors because they were mostly metal or stone.

With your left hand you opened the room and thankfully no one was there. It was a small room, as soon as you entered you could smell the carpet’s scent.. it was spice, most likely came from your home planet. The walls were also wooden and dark red, by the wall you saw a huge canvas, it was covered with a dirty white sheet, near the canvas a set of brushes and painting materials were on display, you wondered who was the owner of this painting room.

Your Fremen senses were begging you to leave but your feet approached to the canvas and your hand grabbed the dirty sheet to reveal the painting behind it and what you saw made you take a step back and inhale in shock.

The painting was mostly finished, on the surface you saw Arrakis’s desert, sun was setting and you were standing in the middle, in your warrior suit and yet your hair was loose, as you observed the painting you noticed the crimson color on your hair, you got close and you could smell it.. it was blood. Someone was painting you and used blood to paint your hair… but why?

Even though the entire situation made your heart beat in fear you were also in awe of the painting. Whoever did it must be a great artist, the details of you and Arrakis were uncanny.

You and the painting version of you were staring at each other, you were captivated by the entire painting when you heard the sound of the door closing behind you and you jumped in fear. When you turned you saw him, locking the door and leaning his back against it, his hands behind his back, a strange calmness on his pale face.

‘’You shouldn’t be here desert flower.’’ His raspy voice was low and serene.

His sleeves were rolled up and you noticed the knife scars on his hands and wrists, ‘’I should thank your maids for they know how to make dresses fit you so well.’’

And you lowered your head to look at the dress they had made you wear, a dark blue dress with open chest and back, the cut on the chest would made any men lower their eyes on your firm bosom. The fabric was satin and to Feyd it made every male being on this planet to crave to feel it on you and he loathed that idea.

You noticed that he put the key into his pocket and his posture got tall, now his hands were in his pockets, ‘’Do you like it?’’ he mentioned the painting but you kept your silence, you never uttered a word to him directly and you could see it was driving him mad. He exhaled in annoyance, ‘’Until I met you I have never believed in fate, dreams or any prophecies really,’’ he began approaching to the tall window, his back was turned to you know, ‘’What I knew was that the world was black and white, strong and weak, dominant and submissive…’’

You walked away from the painting and put a safe space between you and him, even if it meant you would be at the corner of the room, ‘’Before I left Giedi Prime to govern Arrakis I had a dream,’’ you could sense how thrilling he was to tell you the story, ‘’In the dream I saw you, all I thought was that I had a dream of some random girl, and that was it… but when I saw you first time on the battle field…  when your helmet fell off I didn’t know what to do desert flower, there you were.. the girl from my dream.’’

‘’That’s why you didn’t attack me.’’ You gasped in shock, your folk believed in dreams and prophecies but you had never expected to find yourself in one. As soon as you spoke he turned to you with a smile, a brutal smile on his plump lips, ‘’Yes!’’ he exclaimed with such happiness it confused you, ‘’I have spoken to every Bene Gesserit that I could find and finally Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam came to my rescue…’’

He was starting to take steps towards you, your feet moved to the back and you felt your back make contact with the cold wooden wall, you felt the shiver but you didn’t know if it was because of the wall or his dark aura approaching.  He came to a stop, just few inches between you and him, you had to look up to meet his blue eyes, his eyes were naturally blue not because of spice and it was the first example you have seen in your life. You remembered the oceans Paul told you one night, if those oceans were true than they have a competition because his eyes were more alluring than any ocean can offer. Up this close you could smell his body, gun powder and mint, it was strong.

‘’I had to have you desert flower,’’ back of his fingers traced your cheek and you could feel your face heat up with the tender action. ‘’We are meant to be together. Can’t you see?’’ he started to sound irritated when you didn’t reply to him, you could only stare at his ocean eyes, he pulled you to face the painting, he was standing behind you, one of his hand wrapped around your waist and pulling you to his front body, ‘’Look at her, such a strong and wild creature,’’ he mentioned the painting, ‘’you and I, we are meant to rule Arrakis, two bodies one soul.’’ He had a point, you looked very courageous in the painting. His other hand went to caress your hair, you could feel his nose, smelling.

‘’Say something.’’ He said with a sharp tone, he turned you to face him, holding you by your upper arms, shaking you, ‘’Say something!’’ he raised his voice and when he saw how sacred you were you witnessed the sorrow in his eyes, ‘’I apologies you must be-‘’

‘’Yes.’’ You replied and his orbits grew large with satisfaction, ‘’I will be on your side.’’

''Prove it.'' he said desperately, you lookd around and found a tiny knife, you cut your palm looking into his eyes, and held his hand to cut his palm as well, blood was dripping but you didn't care. You entwined your hands together. With a pleaseing smile he leaned in for a kiss.

Thank you so much for reading. :)

Bookworm

Pedro Pascal x Female Reader

One Shot, drabble!

Warnings; None.

(gif isn’t mine)

A/N; Sorry for any typos, let me know if you liked it. Stay safe guys. 💛

             Covid didn’t make anything easy for you, especially your college life. After quarantine you were so bored and about to lose your mental health so you decided to visit a library and study there. Thankfully coffee shops and other places were open, you got your coffee and headed to the library. You had an assignment to finish so you sat and opened your laptop and books. You were so focused that you didn’t see or hear a man sitting right in front of you, well he was silent too. You casually decided to look up and around you and saw a tall man sitting and reading a book. He had a small notebook and he was taking notes. He looked too old to be a college student, a professor? You have never seen him in your university, if you had you would’ve know because even though he had a colorful mask on he looked handsome. He had a black shirt and you could see his golden skin color. After studying for hours you wanted to take a break and observe this man. Being in quarantine obviously made you hornier than usual but there was something special about this man. He had his glasses on, and for a second he got distracted and looked up, he had brown eyes, you averted your gaze and looked at the screen of your laptop. Did he notice that you were checking him out? You took a deep breath under your purple mask and kept studying. Later you saw him leave his table he was headed to the bathroom and you had a crazy idea. You ripped off a white piece of paper and wrote; ‘’Would you like to grab lunch after we finished studying?’’ and you draw small boxes that said yes or no. You didn’t forget to add a small smile and before he came back you left it on his table and sat back.

Your heart was beating fast, you have never took a bold action like this one in your entire life but something in you told you to go for it. I mean, the worst case scenarios is he says no and leaves and you never see him again and then you started to wonder what would happen if he were to say yes. You felt your cheeks go red, you were nervous and watching his tall frame coming to settle in his seat didn’t help, you already regretted your decision and wished you could go back in time and keep your nose in your own mess. He noticed the paper, put his glasses on –you thought it was cute- and read it, the edge of his eyes told you that he had a smile, he looked up and saw you. There was no one close to both of you so apparently it was you. He got his pen and choose his answer and then he got up, came to your table, you felt so small under his tall body. He left the paper and placed his hands on the brown table. ‘’Open it.’’ He said and this was the first time you heard his voice, it sounded familiar. Without a word you opened it and it said, ‘’I would love to gorgeous. 😉’’  you looked up to meet his shiny brown eyes, ‘’I will be done in 20 minutes, if that’s okay with you we can leave together?’’ he asked. You were expecting a rejection so you were lost for words, his manly cologne filled your covered nostrils, ‘’I would love that.’’ You replied and hoped he didn’t hear the shaking in your voice. ‘’Good, I’m Pedro Pascal by the way.’’ He extended his hand boldly and then it hit you, he was the Pedro Pascal, the actor one.  ‘’Y/N Y/L/N.’’

‘’Y/N, that’s a unique name.’’ He said and the tone of his voice dripped diablerie, it was charismatic and unusual to you.

‘’Thank you.’’ You managed to say, before someone in the library told you both to shut up he whispered, ‘’See you in 20 minutes.’’ He winked at you andgot back to his table. Today was your lucky day. 

I can turn this into a small series if you want. Let me know 

Thank you for reading. 💛

Hi! I saw your requests are open, so I thought I ask for a hannibal x fem!reader. Can you write a short fic where Hannibal is kind of a sub with reader, if that makes sense. it doesn't have to be specifically sexual, anything you are comfortable with.

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A/n; hi! Thank you for this request, i enjoyed writing it. The fact that i wrote this at work and had to explain my co-worker that im a fanfic author… he was shooketh lol Sorry for any typos cus im writing this on my phone.

It was a tiring day for you. Working at the FBI Quarters as an archive manager had its advantages and vice versa. You get to stay in the silent office of yours and enjoy the peace but every once in a while, a jerk who used his juice to get into the FBI would mess things up and you had to pick up the pieces, reorganize and relable the documents etc. Today you had to spend extra 2 hours to finish your job and call it a day. What made you relaxed as soon as you opened the door of your shared house with your partner was that the smell of your favorite food hitting your nostrils. Automatically made you smile to yourself. You may have mentioned the hectic situation at work via text to your boyfriend Hanninal.

Dr. Hanninal Lecter was a successful man whose profession was a psychiatrist but he also sometimes worked for Jack Crawford to solve murders by using his field’s tricks. To the outside he was a cold and collective man who seemed like he had neither the tolerance nor the capacity to love and be loved.

The first time you met was a disaster. You were carrying folders to Jack’s office for a murder case and you couldn’t see who was in front of you and you collided. Like waves to a shore, wild and unbidden.

You apologized for spilling the coffee he was holding seconds ago, you suggested to take him for a coffee and to your surprise he said yes.

He had a reputation in the FBI, behind his back they called him Lord StoneHeart. Well, “Lord” because of his manners and “Stone Heart” because no one saw him smile or mention a potential girlfriend or a wife. He was a complete mystery and you were the only one who get to see his true face. A dangerously protective man who would do anything for his lover, that would be you.

After that coffee date you and him kept being in the same place in the right time, parks, restaurants, shops etc. You had a feeling that he was stalking you and the mere idea of a respectable man such as Dr. Hannibal Lecter stalking you sent shivers down your spine,well, it got you wet every single time.

Your relationship progressed even more after you moved in with him, you’ve been together for 2 years and things were going smoothly, most of the time, you closed the door rather harshly and the sound echoed in the halls of your home. You could hear Hannibal’s Hildegard Von Bingen playlist coming from the kitchen so you followed the divine voice.

He was there, white apron tied to his waist, he must’ve left work early. He had comfortable clothes but he still looked elegant, he had a charming demeanour of a royal prince.

He moved away from the counter to face you, “Hello darling.” His genuine smile made your heart jump.

He quickly came to give you a gentle kiss on your forehead and took your coat and bag. “A warm bath with your favorite candles waiting for you upstairs. When you’re finished we’ll have dinner.” If you told your co-workers about how soft and sub he can be they would laugh at your face.

“Thank you.”

After the long bath you wore your pjs and joined him for dinner, he knew exactly how to cook your fav food and also how to serve it.

When you were done with dinner he did the dishes and then gave your feet a long massage. You didn’t notice how sore your feet were untill his big hands worked their magic. “Do you want me to talk to Jack, and have him do something about this man?”

His question had a dark tone, a hint, “No, I’m a big girl. I can handle it. Thank you though.” The fact that he was ready to make that jerk disappear or pay for his recklesness made you feel things.

You wanted to change the subject, “Wanna take me upstairs and show me a good time?”

He smirked at your boldness, “As you wish my love.”

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Love Thy Enemy

Summary; Y/N Atreides had always been a stranger to the entire galaxy, her bed wasn’t her bed, her home wasn’t her home due to the fact that she was sent to accompany and be sisters with Irulan. She had limited access to her actual family and over the years they grew distant. She thought she would be like Reverend Mother, alone, yet powerful, and soon she would realize that there was no need of being alone when a wild creature had his eyes on her for a long time.

A/n; Hi litle doves, how are you?! Here i am with a new chapter, i love this series. This chapter has a bit NSFW, finally we're slowly getting there lol Don't forget to share your thoughts with me.

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Warnings; NSFW, Voyeurism a bit lol. Rabban and Baron being creeps.

Words; 3.477K

Chapter Six ''Bonds Forming in Conflict''

Y/N never thought a room could suffocate her, they moved to Feyd’s bedroom and even though she spent some time there earlier she just wanted to break down the dark walls to breath. Y/N watched Feyd move to wall to wall metal wardrobe and get a blanket and few clothes, he walked to his bed to get one of the pillows, ‘’What are you doing?’’ YN/N asked, confused. Feyd turned to her, he was struck by her beauty yet again, standing by the door, dipped in black clothing, her hands clasped on her lower abdomen, ‘’I respect my house’s traditions,’’ he began approaching to her slowly, ‘’even though I want to keep an eye on you for your health we cannot sleep in the same room.’’ He came to a stop right in front of her, observing her carefully, ‘’Aw, do you wish for me to stay little dove?’’ he teased with a grin, ‘’Good night Feyd-Rautha.’’ It was one of the rare moments where she addressed him by his name and hearing his name coming from her siren lips he had to clench his jaw to calm himself. Y/N took a step back when she saw how tense he looked, she moved to the door and opened it for him to leave, maybe she was being rude but he was right, they weren’t married… yet. He stood there, his blue orbits circling her, she didn’t move a muscle, he took few steps towards her, towering her with his height, she was reminded of how tall he was and how plump his lips looked, like soft pillows, Feyd’s eyes travelled on her face and then her neck and chest, on display for him, he audibly gulp his saliva down, ‘’Good night, little dove.’’ His raspy voice travelled up and down her body like waves to sand. She flinched with the sound of door shut. Y/N found herself breathing heavily, that was intense.

The black sun’s piercing light made her wake up from her troubled sleep, she had rather strange dreams of her and Feyd. The dreams felt so realistic that she could feel how moist between her legs and how she needed someone with her in the same bed as her at the moment. She looked around, there was no one and it was too early for her maids and servants to come in and dress her for the day so she laid on her right, her back turned to door and her delicate fingers went to her core.

The second her fingertips made contact with the moist fabric she moaned in shock and disbelief, she couldn’t be this wet just because of some erotic dreams could she?

Y/N closed her eyes and tried to remember the dreams she had while her fingers worked their magic, in her dream she was in her enemies bed… and her enemy was on top of her, they were completely naked and sweat gliding down their bodies, she saw a bald head resting on the crook of her neck. She could feel the man’s panting, heavily and his body pressed to her, between her legs, she had a good memory so she kept replaying the dream and touching herself, soft moans leaving her lips.

Feyd-Rautha woke up early as usual, he had responsibilities every day so he got accustomed to starting his day early and proceed. He slept in the living room, even though the couch was comfortable he was a tall man so he kept tossing and turning, also the fact that a pretty little dove sleeping in his bed in her lace lingerie didn’t make things easy for him. He woke up with  already wide awake member. He sat on the couch, sighing heavily, his work was waiting for him and he really needed to distract himself from.. her

Feyd got to his feet, took off his shirt, and he walked to the door of his bedroom, when he grabbed the handle he froze, he was trained to hear any kind of sound to be aware in the arena and attack, and right now his pointy ears were pricked up to a soft sound coming from the inside. He gently opened the door, not making any sound, his stealth training came in handy because the scene before him was worth to watch.  Feyd saw her, in his bed, her back turned to door and she was moving slightly, he could see the way her left arm moving under the thin blanket and the sounds she made were to die for. He closed the door gently and leaned his back, she was completely unaware of him and he wanted to keep it that way for a while.

‘’Ah…’’

How he desired to make her moan for him, how he desired to hear those soft moans just because he was the reason… he could feel his member get excited and throbbing with need to be inside her.

 He was in a trance, his hand went to palm himself through the fabric of his pants, his heart beating fast.

He could feel the pre-cum coating his undergarment, he wanted to moan in need but he kept his mouth shut, her hand movements got faster and her moans got louder than before and he followed suit. His member so erect that he almost jumped to bed and ripped her clothes and took her right then and there like a cave man but he promised himself something last night. He was going to make her beg for him, ache for him till she was on her knees begging for him to take her. The satin blanket was covering half of her body so he could see the light pink of her night gown, such a contrast to his black sheets, her long hair spread on his pillow, he couldn’t wait for to grab her hair and use her pretty head but that needed to wait. The sounds she made got a bit thinner, was she close?  Her hand movements got frantic and Feyd stopped palming himself to watch her, he wished to see her reaching her climax and relax but something happened. She couldn’t bring herself to satisfaction and she stopped, an irritated huff came from her lips, and she cursed under her breath. Feyd found himself chuckle to her situation and it made her jump, covering herself with the blanket, ‘’What are you doing here?!’’ she raised her voice, shocked to see him there, by the door, ‘’Don’t mind me, I am just a spectator of your little show.’’ He moved to bed, watched her get away, clinging to the thin blanket. He came to a stop and placed his  hands on the bed, leaning in, ‘’I can satisfy you, completely.’’ His raspy voice sent vibrations to her body, his blue eyes shamelessly focused on her parted lips, her messy hair, she tried so hard not to watch his naked chest and muscles. ‘’I can do it on my own.’’ She said sharply and Feyd laughed. ‘’It seemed like you were struggling little dove, I’ll be in the shower if you change your mind.’’ And he walked to the bathroom of the room.

Y/N wished she could just disappear, getting caught like that was so inappropriate and not lady like and yet a part of her noticed how thrilling it was to be caught… by him. Her mind went to imagine him, leaning and watching her, she shook her head violently, she had to leave the room before he came out of the shower so she called on her maids to dress her.

In the shower Feyd took care of his business, he came in his hand so violently that it shook him, all he wanted in that moment to grab her by the throat and push her to the shower wall and lift her soft legs and just go in like a brute. She made him feel these strange things, he just didn’t want to take her like he took his concubines, he also wanted to brush her long hair, caress her cheek, hold her hand… he didn’t want to give in to these feelings because if these feelings grew then it meant she would be in trouble. He had to play the game to survive and also make sure that she survives. He got out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist and came into the empty bedroom, she was gone.

Y/N Atreides spent her entire day in the library of the fortress, reading about House Harkonnen and Giedi Prime. She remembered his words of Giedi Prime not being welcoming to outsiders and she had this unnerving feeling in her chest like something bad was at the corner. She specifically searched for the lineage of Harkonnens. She wanted to learn more about Feyd and his family.

Emmi Rabban, was the daughter of Rautha Rabban. She became the wife of Abulurd Harkonnen (Baron Vladimir’s half brother) and the mother of Glossu Rabban and Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen. After the birth of her second son, he was taken away to Giedi Prime as the Na-Baron of House Harkonnen.

She kept reading the page and found something she wished she didn’t find.

Emmie Rabban’s cause of death: Matricide

Abulurd Rabban’s cause of death: Patricide

She dropped the heavy book she was holding, they were murdered by their own children.. or child.. she couldn’t believe she was with these animals who would murder their own parents. She had to find out if it was Glossu Rabban or Feyd-Rautha who committed these murders. She was in trance of shock when a servant approached to her and tapped her on the shoulder, she flinched, the servant girl immediately dropped to her knees ‘’I am so sorry her Ladyship, I am so sorry please don’t kill me.’’ Since the book was also on the floor the servant saw the page and looked up, ‘’Do not worry,’’ Y/N said in a calm manner, ‘’I do not kill my servants. Why have you come?’’ the girl stood up, her head low, ‘’Baron Vladimir has requested you and his nephews to dine.’’ She hesitated for a minute but she couldn’t fake an illness and ditch them, they would find out and after learning that they killed their own parents she didn’t want to get on their bad side. ‘’Take me to the dining hall.’’

She followed the servant girl, they walked passed huge doors, servants cleaning the floors and dropping everything when they saw her, their bald heads low. This type of  fear must have been going on since the first Harkonnen. She cursed her faith and kindly smiled at the servants who dared to look at her, to see their puzzled faces broke her heart, her plan was to win the people of Giedi Prime with kindness and she already heard the rumors of her travelling the halls of the fortress and into the city.

She arrived at the dining hall, it was for house members only so it was much smaller than other rooms where they had balls. She had to bow when she saw Baron Vladimir Harkonnen, ‘’There she is, our newest member.’’ He announced, mouth full. ‘’Good evening Baron.’’ She kept her voice under control, she couldn’t make a mistake. ‘’Please, sit next to your fiancé.’’ Baron ordered and she had to walk to sit next to Feyd who could have been the murderer of her parents… Glossu Rabban was across them. The table was adorned with bread, wine, fruit and meat, she noticed that her meat was well cooked. ‘’How was your day Lady Y/N?’’ Baron asked, even though he put spies on her tail he didn’t want Feyd to suspect a thing. ‘’Productive, I studied the culture of your house all day in the library.’’

Baron gave a cunning smile, ‘’Look at her and take notes my boys.’’ He seemed displeased at one of his nephews but she didn’t know which one. This was the first time she saw Glossu Rabban up close, he was intimidating, much more bulky than Feyd and his dark eyes held cruelty, when she noticed that Rabban was watching her she bowed her head in respectful manner, the room was lit by white glowglobes, bear and stag heads on the walls, the walls were dark blue and since it was night time it gave a suffocating aura but she had to endure. Since Rabban and Baron were talking about something she started to eat, ‘’Do you like it?’’ Feyd leaned in, his breath on her neck, ‘’Yes, thank you.’’ She replied not turning to him, she couldn’t face him because of what happened earlier today and also what she had found in the library. ‘’Look at my little dove, being civil in public.’’ He joked, ‘’Do you wish for me to be uncivil?’’ she drank her wine, before Feyd could reply they heard the clap of Baron’s fat hands, ‘’The reason why I gathered you here is to discuss the wedding of Feyd and Lady Y/N, The Emperor has requested to speed up the process. The wedding shall take place in two days.’’

Two days… she only had two days of so called freedom and then… she had to be his property. ‘’A wise decision, uncle. I will get everything ready.’’ Feyd said with a strict tone, Y/N noticed the interaction between Baron and Feyd, he was more disciplined and direct with his uncle than with her. ‘’Do you like this arrangement Lady Y/N?’’ she heard Baron say with a cunning smile, there was a buzzing noise in her ears, ‘’I have no complaints.’’ Her voice was neutral yet Feyd noticed her unwillingness and fear in her pretty eyes. He had this sudden desire to hold her hand under the table, no one would see it but only two of them would know, like it’s their little secret. Before he dared to hold her hand she moved to eat her meat, ‘’We shall have important guests and also Emperor himself wishes to join us…’’ Baron kept talking about the wedding plan but all she heard was this buzzing noise in her ears, her pulse was quick but as a member of  Bene Gesserit she learned to calm herself, there was a technique called Prana-Bindu, supreme control of nerve and muscles, her hands stopped shaking thankfully, but whenever she looked at Feyd she could feel her pulse quicken. Tonight, she had to learn if it was Fey or Glossu Rabban who killed their parents.

‘’You must produce heirs as soon as possible.’’ She heard the Baron Vladimir say, his mouth full and hands sticky with the juices of the meat he was gulping, ‘’Yes, uncle.’’ Feyd replied quickly with a cold manner, Y/N was shocked to see the way he kept addressing his uncle, why was he so careful?

‘’What do you think Lady Y/N?’’ she turned to the owner of the voice who was Glossu Rabban, addressing her for the first time, he had a light in his dark eyes, his shoulders tense, ‘’I beg  your pardon my Lord?’’ she asked, not sure of his questioning, on the corner of her eyes she could see Feyd’s posture change with Rabban’s questioning. ‘’About the heirs you ought to produce with my little brother.’’ Before she replied she noticed Feyd holding his knife and fork rather tightly, his knuckles turning into pale as the sun of Giedi Prime. ‘’It is my duty to serve my husband and his house, my Lord.’’ She gave a diplomatic answer, and drank her wine, what came after surprised her.

Glossu Rabban laughed really hard and he turned to his little brother, ‘’Lucky son of a bitch,’’ he began, their uncle stopped eating and locked in on the conversation, he looked as if he was watching the most intense fight at the arena, Feyd didn’t say anything but stopped eating, his blue eyes on his older brother, ‘’Care to spit whatever is on your rotten head?’’ he asked indifferently and yet Y/N was the only one who could see the way his leg was shaking, ‘’A beauty like that doesn’t come often,’’ Rabban continued, ‘’I bet she has hair down there like her head.’’ Before she could even react to his ill-mannered comment but Feyd was much quicker. He jumped from the table, holding his knife and attacked his brother. It all happened in a split second that even Baron himself didn’t expect this kind of action.  Feyd tackled his brother to the ground and holding the knife to his throat, Y/N standing in disbelief but Baron didn’t even bothered to use his device to float, ‘’Take that back!’’ Feyd screamed at Rabban’s face but Rabban laughed and head butt Feyd, he fell back and Rabban draw his knife.

‘’You are forbidden to talk to my wife like that!’’ he screamed again, ‘’She isn’t your wife yet, little brother,’’ Rabban turned to Y/N, ‘’Maybe I’ll take her for myself and use her the way you haven’t done.’’ He was deliberately provoking Feyd. ‘’Try and we shall see what happens.’’ Feyd replied and marched towards him.

All her life she was never around brutal people and she didn’t know what to do, she looked at Baron but his eyes were gleaming with ecstasy, did he really enjoy watching his nephews fight to death?

Rabban’s form was much more bigger and bulkier than Feyd but Feyd was sneaky and much more flexible than Rabban.

Rabban punched Feyd heavily, he almost fell, his nose started to bleed, Feyd, with a passion swung his knife and cut his brother’s cheek deeply, and Rabban screamed in pain. ‘’I’ll kill you!’’ and he charged towards Feyd, his boots echoed in the room, Y/N could feel her heart at her throat, she had to do something because Feyd’s death meant she would most likely be Rabban’s. It would be her death, she decided to use the voice.

‘’STOP!’’ her voice was shaky and she couldn’t find the right pitch, Y/N cleared her throat to try again but their fighting and screaming made it hard for her. Rabban kicked Feyd’s stomach and Feyd fell on the ground, Rabban on top of him, ‘’Don’t worry brother, I’ll make sure you watch me take her before I kill you.’’ He was pressing Feyd to stay put and his last comment made Feyd fume in anger, she spat at Rabban’s face and managed to get away, how dare he talk about his wife like that?!

He kicked Rabban’s head and Rabban hit his head to the wall, they kept marching towards each other,

‘’Stop.’’ She said in desperate try and they stopped. Including Baron, they all turned to her, ‘’Sit.’’ She said to Rabban and Rabban sit at his place. Y/N turned to Feyd, ‘’Follow me.’’ And together they walked out of the dining room.

With her lead and Feyd being in trance they marched the corridors, servants watching them in disbelief, when they reached to his bed chambers she held his wrist and walked him in.

‘’Sit.’’ She said, getting better at the Voice, watched him sit on the couch by the window, she went to the bathroom to get a bowl and filled it with warm water and got a towel, she also found some soothing lotions for his bruises. Y/N came back and found him sitting, he looked so calm and silent.

She knelt next to his legs, getting the towel damp she started to clean his face, he had dry blood on his face and bruises on his cheeks and a cut on his lip, one of his eyes getting more purple with each minute. He looked bad. Really bad. This was the first time she saw him like that, a part of her a really secret hidden part of her took glory in his action, defending her but also he could have been killed.

‘’Don’t use the voice on me again.’’ Was his first sentence. Y/N couldn’t help but chuckle which caught his immediate attention, he looked puzzled, ‘’You almost died Feyd.’’

‘’If you gave me time he would be the one to die.’’ He clapped back, she could sense the anger rising in him, she didn’t respond for a while, cleaning his face and Feyd watched him, he was the one who usually cleaned his cuts and bruises after battles at the arena so this was strange to him but her hand was so gentle it made him calm. After she cleaned his face and rubbed some lotions with oils on his face she was done but didn’t stand up, she looked up to meet his ocean gaze, ‘’Thank you.’’ Her hand resting on his knee, ‘’It was my duty to defend my-‘’

‘’Thank you Feyd.’’ She said again, making sure her words were genuine. Her eyes never leaving his, he nodded. His name sounded as if honey being poured into his mouth, “Say it again.” He whispered, Y/N could feel the heat rising in her body. He looked so desperate to hear his name coming from her…

“Feyd..”

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Silent Obsession

Summary; After he became a civilian Bucky's mind, body and soul was trying to adapt to his new life. He swore to himself that he was going to live the rest of his life alone, until he saw her. His distroted mind and broken soul ached to be with her, to be around her all the time. Could he manage it or ruin it for both of them?

A/N: Ever since I've heard that song by Massive Attack all I can imagine is stalker bucky! Enjoy. TAG LIST IS OPEN!

This is tha playlist I made for the series;

Warnings: Dark Romance. Stalking.

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Chapter One

‘’You’re alone.’’ His therapist said in a calm manner but Bucky knew she was frustrated with him. ‘’You’re 100 years old, you have no history, no family-‘’ he had to cut her off, ‘’Are you lashing out on me Doc? Because that’s really unprofessional.’’ It wasn’t a nice session to say the least. He was a civilian now and he had to get therapy once a month, at first it was every week and it was horrible. He never believed in shrinks, maybe that was his old fashioned side talking  but in Wakanda, he was making progress. Sometimes he would just sit in his small flat and imagine that he was in Wakanda again, in his small hut, surrounded by divine nature and animals… how he missed that place. Bucky observed his Doc, she was in her middle ages, married and had two children, one could see the photos on her glass desk, she always had a plain shirt and plazzo pants, her hair tied back. Thanks to his training she could deduce human behavior so meticulously perfect that he didn’t even need to talk to them to get to know them. He would just know. ‘’Your homework,’’ she began, obviously fed up with him not being so cooperative, ‘’Stop ignoring Sam Wilson’s calls and start making new friends. I know you’re not gonna but-‘’ she sighed, looking at his stoic expression, ‘’go on a small date.’’ With her last sentence he scuffed and rolled his blue eyes, that was out of the question for him. How could someone trust him and how could he trust someone?!

‘’At least call Sam back.’’ She pleaded.  The session was over, he got up from his seat, ‘’Will do.’’ He gave her a soldier salute and then waltzed out of her office, as he was about to close the door with his high senses he could hear the woman sigh and write on her notes. The soft sound of pen making contact with paper filled his already buzzing mind. He marched the halls of the building, he noticed the way people who work here avoiding making eye contact, moving out of his way. He knew the effect he had on people, they were afraid of him, as they should be because he didn’t even trust himself, he was healed in Wakanda, thanks to the community there especially Wakanda’s highly trained Dora Milaje but he was in fear that one day he was going to snap and become the Winter Soldier again. Of course his therapist didn’t know this fear of his, he wasn’t good at opening up, giving details.

Today he was off, didn’t have anything to do so his plan was to go the pub near his home and drink, maybe see Mr. Nakajima, Bucky was living in an apartment complex with his neighbors but he was only talking to Mr. Nakajima and Mrs. Rodriguez.

The reason why he was helping Mr. Nakajima was that when he was the Winter Soldier he had killed his son, he was trying to make amends and this was his way of saying sorry. He was helping him and keeping him company. Mrs. Rodriguez on the other hand was just a sweet old lady who would bake for him and Bucky would take out her trash and help her carry the groceries. As he was marching to his Harley he thought about Doc’s words, ‘’You are alone…’’ no, he wasn’t. Even though his friends were old he still had some people around him… maybe he should return Sam’s calls.

On his bike he had an idea, he was stopping at the red light, Mrs. Rodriguez once mentioned that her husband, until his last day he would get her a bouquet of red roses every week. Bucky wanted to surprise the old lady who was like a mom to him at this point, (even though he was actually older than her) it would be a nice surprise. The city was crowded as usual, he loved to watch people, most of them were in hurry. Hurrying to pick up their kids from school, getting groceries, trying to run to their appointments… life was normal for them but for James Buchanan Barnes Jr. life had never been normal. Even back in the 40s he was protecting his ma from his dad, he was hustling jobs before he became a soldier. It was never easy for him and it wasn’t going to be, he had made peace with that but sometimes, especially late at night as he laid on the floor of his small living room his mind dared to dream. A nice home, lights are on, soft music playing at the background and a woman greeting him as he enters their home… In those split seconds he would stop himself as soon as he realizes that he was dreaming something that could never happen. He didn’t see himself worthy of that kind of life.

He parked his bike on the empty ally and looked around, there was a flower shop across the street so he walked up to the shop. His boots heavy on the pavement, he had his black hoodie and his black leather jacket on top with black jeans and boots, he never forgot his leather gloves, he didn’t like people seeing his metal arm. He didn’t want to be recognized as the Winter Soldier, he was just Bucky.

The tall glass showed the inside, it looked like a cozy place, the door of the place was dark green, there was a writing on the tall glass it said ‘’Floral Fantasia’’  as he opened the door he could hear the golden bell that was attached to the door, the floors were dark wood, one could see the various types of flowers in large vases. The strong scent of freshness filled his nostrils, he had never smelt that many flowers in one place before, there was a young girl behind one of the counters and she was busy with decorating a vase, ‘’Hello Sir.’’ She smiled, Bucky didn’t return the smile, he was still standing, the door behind him. ‘’Y/N!’’ the young girl called, apparently she was busy to take his order. She smiled apologetically again, her blue eyes ran up and down on him, as she turned to go to the back of the flower shop she gave him a quick look again, Bucky could tell that this blue eyed blonde woman found him attractive, which made him feel nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Soon the blue eyed girl returned with another girl, now Bucky was close to the counter that had the cashier, waiting impatiently, he was about to leave when he saw her.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66A_3uwuZ_I (this is the song that plays when Bucky sees her for the first time)

‘’My friend will take your order Sir, sorry to keep you waiting.’’ The previous girl said but Bucky almost didn’t hear her. His deep blue eyes focused on the new girl and as soon as he saw her something in him shifted. She looked up with those pretty eyes, eyes that could destroy empires, there was a height difference between them so she had to look up at him. She smiled kindly at him, she didn’t have any make up on, she was wearing a simple white long sleeve shirt, why was she wearing that in this heat? Bucky was covering his arm so he had to,  her blue jeans fit her hips perfectly, her long hair tied carefully, Bucky could feel his heart picking up the pace, his flesh palm getting sweatier with a certain kind of feeling he couldn’t quite place. ‘’What would you like to have Sir?’’ she simply asked, Bucky had to clear his dry throat before he could speak, ‘’A bouquet of red roses.’’ He replied with a cold tone but deep down he could feel the strange attraction towards her. He watched her skillful hands work on the bouquet, she must have been doing this for a long time, ‘’Here you are.’’ She finished her work of art and extended the bouquet and he specifically got the roses with his non metal hand, just to feel her fingers brush the leather and maybe feel a fraction if he was lucky. ‘’That’ll be 40 dollars Sir.’’ He got the money from his leather wallet and used the same hand to give the money, their fingers brushed again, he wished he didn’t have the gloves but he had to. ‘’Thank you so much, have a great day.’’ She said smiling as she placed the money, he only nodded and left the place in a hurry. His mind was going to dark places such as waiting outside till her shift ends… he forced himself to walk to his bike, he placed the roses carefully on the small trunk that was at the back, got on the bike and started the engine and waited. His thoughts occupied by the girl’s sweet smile and beautiful face. He exhaled, ‘’She is just attractive, that’s all.’’  He thought, ‘’If it was the 40s I would’ve asked her out on a movie night, maybe we would go to the beach and drink coke..’’

After waiting on his bike for few minutes he left the empty ally.

‘’Gosh! He was dreamy!’’ Y/N’s work bestie Melanie pointed out as soon as the man left. They had to finish up the vases for a wedding. The bride had chosen white tulips with slight green here and there, Y/N’s focus was on the glass vase she had just finished decorating, she sighed, deep in thoughts. Was she going to have a wedding one day? ‘’I’m sorry, what did you say?’’ she asked, Melanie was sitting on one of the tables, swaying her legs like a child, her blue eyes looking at Y/N, ‘’The man who bought the roses, he was so hot!’’ she tried to remember but all she remembered was a stern look and a tall muscular frame, ‘’Oh, you think so?’’ Y/N had started a new vase, her hands quick. ‘’Girl, didn’t you even look at him. I wish he would come back! You know what, if he comes again I’ll let you know so that you’ll see how hot he is.’’ Melanie was persistent, ‘’Alright alright, get back to work.’’ Y/N said, she was few years older than Melanie and also their boss made it clear that when he wasn’t around Y/N was in charge because she was responsible and always got the job done no matter what. ‘’How are thing with your boyfriend?’’ Melanie was a chatty one, Y/N’s hands started to shake when she heard the question maybe because she didn’t eat lunch yet, ‘’He just moved in with me.’’ Y/N replied, forcing a smile. They had a huge fight this morning, that’s why she was wearing a long sleeved shirt, ‘’Oh after 5 years, finally!’’ Melanie said, it was true, Y/N and Leo were together for five years, she didn’t remember the time they were so in love, maybe the first year of their relationship… Leo was so nice and kind.. she often wondered what happened to that sweet boy who was replaced with a gambling monster. Leo had to move in with Y/N because he was in a lot of debt, she was helping him for maybe two years, giving him money and food and now he was in her small apartment, he had to be under the radar for a while so her place was the perfect solution. Y/N’s weary head felt more heavier than usual, she rested her hands on the counter for a split second, eyes closed, ‘’You okay?’’ Melanie immediately noticed her friend being dizzy, ‘’Yeah, just, I need water.’’ She managed to say, Melanie rushed to the back, they had a small kitchen at the back and a lounge area, she brought a tall glass of water for her friend, ‘’Here. You can sit for a while.’’

Y/N only nodded, her arms feeling weak.

Bucky never used the elevator, he was climbing up the stairs holding the bouquet in one hand, the other free. The government had placed him in that apartment complex to make him adjust to the new world, he had to be among people all the time and he detested it most of the time. The apartment’s flats were occupied by various people, old, young, single, married, so many different lives that made him feel stuck in a time capsule, he wasn’t that young boy who got drafted to war, he wasn’t a killing machine either, what was he now? He had no idea. He walked up to Mrs. Rodriguez’s door, knocked on it thrice, waiting patiently, soon the door opened and the old lady’s brown eyes smiled at him. He noticed that every time she saw him there was a light in her eyes, it made his heart get a warm feeling. ‘’Hi, Mrs. Rodriguez, these are for you.’’ He extended the roses, his mind flashing him with the image of that girl who had made the bouquet, so sweet, so innocent looking..

‘’Aw, James!’’ she was one of the rare people he revealed his first name, she was now smiling ear to ear, there was dust of flour on her chubby fingers, she must have been baking again, per usual. Her pink apron was old and stitched so many times it reminded him the old times where one had to stitch their clothes, no one could afford a new one. ‘’These are beautiful. Thank you so much, you’re such a gentleman, girls must be all over you.’’ It made him scoff but he gave her a smirk, whenever he was around old people or people he was comfortable with his old self would come out with smirks, eye rolling and smug attitude. ‘’Wait!’’ she said as she walked back inside and brought back cookies, ‘’They are still warm.’’ She was so generous ‘’Thank you so much Mrs. Rodriguez, I’ll bring back the plate.’’ He gave her a smile and said goodbye, his flat was upstairs so he climbed the stairs again.

He reached to his dark brown door, immediately he could hear Alpine’s soft meows. He opened the door and was greeted by her, she was meowing as if complaining, ‘’Yeah yeah, I know I’m late. You’re just like my Ma.’’ He locked the door as he entered, his curtains were closed, there was a grey sofa in his living room, no rug, a small TV, it was a small place, connecting the kitchen and living room. At the back there was a bedroom and bathroom. He placed the plate of cookies on the white counter, noticing Alpine’s food bowl empty, ‘’Oh that’s why you were complaining.’’ He filled the white bowl, and made sure she had water as well and then he hit the shower, he stood there under the cold water, he hated the cold but it woke him up. The cold made him remember Siberia’s freezing cells, a memory he would kill to forget. After the shower, he removed the blanket over the mirror to see if he had to shave or not but he could wait for a few days, he covered the mirror again, he didn’t like seeing his reflection because it made him feel distorted to see a man who is 100 something years old still alive with a Vibranium arm, he walked back to turn on the TV, he had a towel wrapped around his waist, his dog tags hanging and sticking to his broad chest, there was a game tonight and he didn’t want to miss it.  He sat on the sofa as he zapped and found the channel, once he had found the channel he went to his fridge which only had frozen pizza and beer packs. He threw one pizza into the microwave and  got few beers, as the pizza was getting warmer he walked to his bedroom door, he opened it and hit he lights. He was actually using his bedroom as a dressing room, he had a wardrobe and a bed that has never been slept on. He wore shorts and threw the towel on the bed, and walked back to get the pizza. He liked game nights, it reminded him the old times where Bucky and Steve would listen through radio with friends. There was a dominant knock on his door, he huffed, Bucky took the pizza out of the microwave and walked to the door with cautious steps, other than the government only few people knew his location. When he checked the peephole he saw Sam’s face, he lifted one of his hand to show that he brought a six pack. ‘’Drop the weapons Bucky.’’ He rolled his eyes, Bucky huffed again and answered the door, ‘’Be quick.’’ He assured Sam inside because he didn’t want anyone of his neighbors to see his vibranium arm. ‘’It’s game night! Oh great you have pizza!’’ Sam placed the beers on the counter, got himself one and then dropped to Bucky’s sofa. Without a word Bucky popped another slice into the microwave for Sam.

‘’So, you’ve been ignoring me because….’’ Sam pointed it out as they were watching the game, it had been 20 minutes. ‘’I was busy.’’ Bucky cut short with a raspy voice, ‘’Busy with what? Hanging out with old people?’’

Bucky snapped, was Sam spying on him? Or someone else getting information on him? His distorted mind started to went into a whole spiral, was Sam trustworthy? Was he also following Mr. Nakajima and Mrs. Rodriguez?

‘’Relax blue steel!’’ Sam raised his hands in defense, ‘’I don’t got nobody on your tail! I saw your neighbor on the way to you, sweet old man asked me if I was heading to your place.’’ Bucky’s eyes travelled on Sam’s smug face to detect if he was lying, he couldn’t find any proof so he dropped it, for now.

‘’They might be old but they’re still people so I’m doing what Doc says.’’ He defended himself with an annoyed voice, finished his beer and got up, ‘’I’m assuming that your future girlfriend is going to be what-‘’ Sam pretended like he was calculating, ‘’around 80 years.’’ And laughed out loud, he couldn’t realize the change on Bucky’s face, his mind went to the girl he saw today, at the flower shop.  ‘’Yeah, right.’’ He didn’t have the energy to protest to Sam.

Something in Bucky kept whispering, a soft voice calling him, he knew from the very first start that he wouldn’t be able to stay away from her.

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Chapter Two

Look I'm back on HOTD shit agains, so i was thinking Feyd Rautha reunited with like an aunt figure (or just an older oc/reader), who he's been fascinated by since he was a child. And she's all like domineering and assertive bcz yk she's older so she feels superior

A/N: Hi! Thank you for this request, i enjoyed writing it. Sorry its a bit late because i had some things to do in my personal life. xx

Warnings: None!

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen woke up in his bed chambers next to his darlings, he had arranged his bed to make him and three of his darlings to fit perfectly, the Black Sun of Giedi Prime's started to rise and turn everything pure white or jet black, no other colors. There was a reason his body woke him up earlier than usual. His mother's older sister, aunt Y/N Rabban was coming to Giedi Prime after years of departure. When Rabban killed their father Abulurd Rabban (who took his wife Emmi's last name due to the fact that he detested his own blood, the Harkonnens) his mother driven crazy and his aunt Y/N came for revenge, if it wasn't for Baron Vladimir Rabban would be dead, Feyd smiled sinisterly with the thought, if aunt Y/N's wish came true today there would be a whole different Giedi prime and House Harkonnen.... Feyd's chest got warmer with the idea of ruling House Harkonnen with his aunt. How he wished to make that dream come true...

He bolted to his feet to order his servants to run him a bath, he had to look sharp because he had a woman who he wanted to please.

After his bath he got dressed in black, head to toe, his black leather boots gave him an intimidating look which he liked. He looked at himself in the mirror, he was a boy when Y/N departed in defeat and now he was a man grown. He wore a broche which was a grey dolphin, the symbol of House Rabban. His uncle was going to be unsettled but he didn't care. He even smiled at his reflection, taking a great pleasure just picturing his uncle's face.

He left his bedchambers, marching towards the throne room, she was going to be there any moment, his steps grew quicker, when aproached the black doors the guards opened the doors for him to enter and he did.

His uncle Baron Vladimir Harkonnen was there, seated on his obsidian throne, on his left Glossu Rabban was placed, looking like a statue, not moving a muscle, such a great dog.

''Uncle.'' he bowed to show respect, Baron's icy blue eyes immediately focused on the broche Feyd was wearing proudly, his face showed no reactin and yet his eyes darkened for a split second.

''Dear nephew, please.'' he motioned to his right side, which earned a glance from Glossu Rabban, Feyd was chosen to be the ''Na-Baron'' it meant that he was the one who was going to govern and be the Baron of his house, not Rabban. Feyd new that deep down Rabban was resenting this situation.

He stood on his uncle's right side, facing the front, the stairs and the open area, and they heard an announcment;

''Y/N Rabban from House Rabban.''

Feyd shivered with the announcment, he remembered her as an extraordinary woman who stood up to Baron Vladimir, at the time -and still- no one could do something like that.

First they heard determined foot steps on the grey marble floor, and then she appeared, her head high, her body language dominant, her hair started to grey but it gave her a more alluring aura. Her blue and orange colored dress clung to her womanly figure, there was a specifi choice there on her dress, blue and orange were the colors of House Rabban. Even though the house didn't exist anymore she was showning that her bloodline didn't end. Also Feyd's dolphin broche made hem complete.

She approached to the stairs and bowed, but not in a deep regular way, it was quick and simple, ''Baron Harkonnen.'' she greeted,

''Lady Y/N Rabban, years have taken nothing from your beauty.'' he commented, she looked up, her eyes lingering on Rabban and Feyd for a second and then the Baron, ''You are too kind.'' She began, her answers were short yet elegant and womanly, ''Tell me,'' Baron spoke, ''Why have you requested to come back?''

Her eyes found Feyd, he was only six years old when she left, and now he was a man. ''I had time to reflect on my actions, after years of lonliness I have decided that I would like to be with my family again.'' she said and looked a Feyd again, deep into his eyes

''You are all I have.''

Baron nodded in exchange, ''You will have a life which suits a Lady, I promise that.'' she bowed again, ''I would like to retreat to my chambers, the journey was long and tiresome.''

Servants had already set her old chambers, sh knew the way so she refused the servants' help and walked on her own, it was a plot, she knew that Feyd would visit her and she didn't want servants to see it.

Her room was barren mostly, a bed, table with two chairs, a balcony and bathroom, she knew Baron would be two faced but she didn't care. She sat on one of the chairs and waited till Feyd knocked on her door.

''Come in.''

And the black metal door opened, there he was, now that he was getting close to her Feyd was nervous, but he didn't want to admit it.

''Hello aunt.'' he managed to say with his raspy voice, his hands behind his back, Y/N stood up gracefully, took a step towards him, if Feyd could he could rip his heart, get on his knees and offer it to her. That's what she meant to him.

''How I have missed you.'' she said, Feyd was the first one to approach, and they hugged each other, he smelled fresh and manly she liked it.

When they parted she smiled, ''Look at you, my Na-Baron.''

''You know?'' he asked curiously, ''Of course, even though I was away I kept my servants bring news of you. Congrats my love.''

She could see the intensity in his ocean eyes, he had so many questions to ask, ''Why did you come back aunt?''

''Like I have said to the Baron.'' her eyes focused on his broch, she reached to touch it, ''It was a touching explanation but I'm your blood, be honest with me.''

She smiled, and hugged him again and as they hugged she whispered, ''Not here.'' she knew Baron most likely placed bugs to listen her 24/7. She spoke loudly this time, ''I have missed my family.''

Feyd could feel his entire body shiver, he could read the blood thurst in her eyes, she was after revenge and he was going to help her to achieve it. A vision came to his mind's eyes, he was holding Y/N's hand, he could see his sıbjects applause in frenzy, celebrating a new era.

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Fire on Ice

Summary; Tom Hiddleston is a vicious mob boss who is looking for his father’s killer, his reputation is depending on it and he won’t give up until he finds that man, and you my sweet little Y/N is the weirdest and the best thing that happened to him all his life.

Genre; Romance, smut in the future, mob, gangs, slow-burn,

Pairings; Tom Hiddleston x F!Reader

Words; 1.668K

Warnings; First Kiss OMG! 

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A/N; Let me know what you think babes. Sorry for any typos, enjoy. I’m going with slow-burn, you must suffer with me lol Text me if I forgot to tag you luvs. Stay safe. I wanted to add some gifs to give you visual ideas ;) 

(gifs aren’t mine)

Chapter Five

‘’So have you guys did it?’’ Benedict asked Tom, they were having a face time call, Tom rolled his eyes, thankfully Benedict couldn’t see the pink dust on his cheeks right now. It had been 20 days since he met you and whenever you guys got together he had this ache in his heart and his pants. He was sad to use you like this but also you looking at him with those innocent eyes turned him on. He promised himself that he won’t go that far in this relationship, as soon as he learned your role in his father’s murder he would let you go but he pushed that thought away for now. ‘’What do you mean Ben?’’ he asked like he didn’t understand Ben’s intention, ‘’Oh my God, you still haven’t shagged her? Really! Least you can do is to have fun mate.’’ Ben said laughing. Tom shrugged his broad shoulders, it was a Friday night, he had a long day of meetings and trying to find the boss of the clan Queens. He had no luck.

‘’How was your day?’’ Tom asked to change the subject and they talked for 2 hours before Benedict said goodbye, he warned his friend again, that’s what friends are for right?

‘’Tom, looking at your face tells me that you feel guilty so leave her alone. Find another ways to solve your problem. Good night my friend.’’

He was in knee deep in this situation, he stood up to get another glass of scotch and then another and another. Next thing he knew he was getting his phone to call you in the middle of the night.

You were trying to sleep when Tom called you. ‘’Hello Tom?’’ you sounded annoyed because it was 3 at night. You had a long shift and all day he was too busy to call you, that’s what you guessed. ‘’Hello love.’’ He sounded strange, ‘’I’m sorry I, I busy, busy with work-‘’ he was trying to apologies and you realized that he was drunk. ‘’Have you been drinking?’’

‘’Just a little,’’ his accent and innocent tone of his voice made you giggle. ‘’What are you drinking?’’ you sit straight on your bed, ‘’S-some scotch, I’m sorry, so sorry sorry s- ‘’ you made him stop. ‘’It’s okay Tom. You can make it up to me by taking me out tomorrow.’’ You suggested, he sighed, ‘’I love your voice,’’ Tom confessed, ‘’your hair, it smells soooo goooood.’’ You had some doubts about him, it had only been 20 days but he never even tried to kiss you. In these 20 days you could only see him for 6 times because he was always busy, however he never tried to kiss you and you started to take that personally. Right now he sounded sure of himself and you felt the spark again, ‘’I love your hair too,’’ you said can’t help but imagining his face, ‘’It’s golden and gives you a warm look.’’

‘’What? So you like my face too?’’ for some reason he sounded shocked, ‘’It’s late Tom. Go to bed.’’ You said yawning, ‘’If, uh, if we’d met in another life,’’ he stopped for a second, you could hear him walking the stairs to his bedroom, ‘’I think things could have been different.’’ You felt a cold breeze hit your body, what was he trying to say? Did you do something wrong? ‘’Tom, are you alright?’’ you didn’t hear anything but his snoring. You hanged up the phone in confusion and since you were already awake you stood up to get some water, all night you sat in the living room and watched your street.

Next morning as soon as Tom woke up he sent you a morning text, even though you were wide awake you didn’t text him back. The sentence he formed last night still ringed in your ears, you didn’t expect him to sense your anxiety. When it was lunch time he called you but you didn’t answer the phone, first of all you were outside grocery shopping which meant you were busy and second you didn’t want to talk about what’s in your mind over the phone. You thought you deserve an ice cream and on your way home you got chocolate chip cookie ice cream and walked to your flat. The door wasn’t locked so you thought Sam was home but what you saw surprised you.

Tom fucking Hiddleston was greeting you in your house, he was in your living room, sitting, legs crossed and waiting for you in silence. ‘’Tom?’’ you asked in disbelief. He didn’t look happy. ‘’Your roommate let me in and left. He seems nice.’’ Tom’s voice came out harsher than he thought, all day he tried to talk to you, he wanted to hear your voice but you kept ignoring him. You put the bags in the kitchen and came back, ‘’Why didn’t you text me back or called me?’’ he asked demanding an answer, you were standing, there was a distance between you two. You crossed your arm, ‘’Do you remember last night?’’ you replied with a question. ‘’Yes, I called you and we talked and then I fell asleep. You are ignoring me, why is that?’’ his golden eye brows knitted, his tin lips were tight,  a flat line. ‘’You said something last night Tom, do you remember?’’

He sighed heavily, ‘’No, I don’t remember much.’’ He tried to go back to last night but all he remembered was talking to Ben and then talking to you a little. ‘’Have I offended you?’’

You didn’t want to beat around the bush no longer, ‘’ You said that if we met in another life things could have been different. What does that mean? If you don’t want to be with me why don’t you say it to my face? I couldn’t sleep last night because of you!’’ This was the first time you raised your voice at him, he seemed surprised. 

He stood up to walk towards you and hold your hands 

but you took a step back, you were close to the dirty white wall behind you, ‘’What did you mean Tom? Go on, speak.’’

‘’Do not doubt my affections towards you my love. They’re true and valid. I like you Y/N.’’ his ocean blue eyes were soft and he literally had the look of a puppy.

‘’I doubt you Tom! Because,’’ you stopped for a second, choosing your words carefully but his minty fresh scent and few buttons of his shirt was open, his visible chest made you stutter and you hated yourself. You wanted this man to do unspeakable, border line illegal things to you but of course you couldn’t give in, instead you choose a different approach. ‘’Why don’t you kiss me?’’ you asked, too bad your voice came out broken and offended, ‘’Why don’t you hold me like lovers do?’’ you swallowed your cry.

If you knew what goes through Tom’s mind right now you would scream and never look back. Tom felt his entire soul breaking into little pieces and crushing to the floor, he hated himself for saying something like that, he hated the fact that he was using you to fix his problem and he hated his entire existence. He didn’t deserve a woman like you, you deserved to be worshipped and showered with unconditional love, you didn’t deserve to be dragged into his dark world which only consisted of blood and betrayal. Benedict was right, he should never let this happen in the first place, he knew you were having an inner battle of fighting your tears, you looked so innocent and loving that he couldn’t do this to you anymore. He prepared a small break up speech in his mind exhaled a deep breath but he found himself leaning in and kissing your soft lips.

You were startled at first, didn’t expected him to take the first step but soon you gave in. He pressed you against the wall, at first the kiss was like a touch of a shy maiden but when you moaned into his mouth he couldn’t keep himself straight and he poured every emotion into the kiss. He was angry, sad and happy all at once, angry because he couldn’t control himself, sad because underneath this fake façade you were oblivious of his true intentions, and finally he was happy because after days of wanting to taste your pretty mouth now he got you cornered and he got you all to himself. His one hand cupped your cheek, wet kissing sounds filled the living room, you were desperate for his touch and you let him touch your face, hair.

When you guys heard the entrance door open Tom pulled away, both of you were out of breath, cheeks red, lips puffy and eyes blown wide. You rested your hands at the back, touching the cold wall to calm yourself, Tom was lost in your beautiful colored eyes, you were a piece of art, or so he thought.

‘’Damn girl I had it today-‘’ Sam walked into the room with his colorful clothes and bags, ‘’Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t know-‘’

Tom smiled kindly, ‘’It’s okay Sam,’’ you could still see his heaving chest and it made you smirk. ‘’I have to rush home but can we talk later?’’ Tom suggested looking at you again, ‘’Sure.’’

You walked him to the door, before he disappeared he stole another passionate kiss from you, ‘’See you tomorrow?’’ he asked daring to hope. ‘’See you tomorrow.’’ You replied with a grin.

On his way home he had this stupid grin written on his face, he pushed his dark thoughts at the back of his skull, right now all he cared about was you and the way you kissed him back. Tom never felt like this before in his entire life, why? He couldn’t give an answer. When he got back to his penthouse he decided to cook for himself and plan a date for tomorrow.

Chapter 6

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Reborn From Ashes

Summary; Two lost souls find each other. Will they become the cure that they were looking for? Will they help each other or walk away?

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston X Reader

Genre: Romance. There will be smut in the future ;))  Slow burn!

Warnings: Y/N’s ex is a threat! 

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Chapter 9

‘‘I assume you were expecting someone else.’‘

Y/N was frozen like a iceberg. James Prendick was standing tall and his arrogant smile made her shiver. His hands were in his pockets, moving left to right in a show off mood, ‘’Aren’t you gonna invite me?’’ his mocking tone was intolerable.

‘‘What do you want?’‘ She found her voice, James look at her up and down. ‘‘You finally lost some weight, good for you.’‘ When they were together he always complained about her weight. ‘‘James, what do you want?!’‘ He pushed her away firmly to get inside.

‘‘Would you like to drink something?’‘ She was trying to be civil but her icy cold voice made James look at her ‘‘Have some decency Y/N,’‘ he sat down on the couch in the living room ‘‘I’m here to talk. Come, sit down.’‘ he was acting as if he owned the place, ‘‘James, I’m not playing games. I told the cops it was you who destroyed my house, they are looking for you.’‘ she held her phone tightly. ‘‘Do something to me and you will regret it.’‘

He started to laugh ‘’Y/N, if I wanted to do something to you...’’ he paused for a second, looking into her eyes ‘’You wouldn’t see it coming.’’ there he was, the true James Prendick. A creep who likes to manipulate and torture people, his tone made her uncomfortable.

He noticed the paintings, ‘’Are you still dealing with this crap?’’ he looked unimpressed. She felt herself getting angry, ‘’This is my art you asshole!’’ Y/N never thought she could get this defensive. ‘’Careful now, you might lose your hands one day.’’ She could feel the threat in her bones, ‘’For the last time, why are you here?’’ Bobby started to bark, James looked at him with blind hatred ‘’Lock the animal.’’ he said. She didn’t want him to hurt Bobby so she took him away and got back.

‘‘I am here because I want you back.’‘ James finally confessed, Y/N was taken aback, ‘‘W- what?’‘ he got up from the couch, she took a step back, ‘‘I missed you,’‘ he got close to ‘‘so much.’‘ she could feel his breath. ‘‘How did you find me?’‘ She wanted to change the subject and buy some time. 

‘‘Your friend Sam told me.’‘ She was shocked, ‘‘Sam?!’‘ James smiled sarcastically ‘‘Your best friend back home told me where you were hiding You should be careful when it comes to friends.’‘

‘‘Why did you break in to my flat and destroyed everything?’‘ she asked. ‘‘After seeing you with that man I got furious baby, even the thought of you being with someone else made me insane.’‘ he replied, this used to make her feel loved but now she was scared.

‘‘So what do you say? Would you take me back?’‘ A chill went through her, she needed courage to say what she was about to say.

‘‘No!’’

They were face to face, he was tall so she had to look up at him, his dark brown eyes were like the deep wells. He moved suddenly, his fingers held her jaw as hard as iron trap, she had to keep looking. ‘’If you knew me too well you would know that I do not take no as an answer.’’

His fingers were digging her flesh, ‘’If you are concerned for your little boyfriend you sould be. Because If you don’t make up your mind then I will be a problem to him. None of us want that.’’

He let go of her jaw, ‘’I give you few days to decide.’’ he kissed jer cheek and left, she jumoed with the sound of him closing the door.

‘‘Fuck! What do I do? What do I do? Tom? No, he would get worried.’‘ She strated to pace in the living room ‘‘Cops? Yes! Cops!’‘

She got dressed and took Bobby with herto the Police Station. Y/N found the officer who came to her house that night, ‘’Ms. Y/L/N, we are happy to see you. How can I help?’’ said the woman officer, she read her surname on her chest, Johnson. ‘’I hope everything is fine?’’

‘‘No, actually something happened.’‘ Offiver Johnson took her pen and notbook, ‘‘I’m listening.’‘

Y/N tolder her everyhting, ‘’Long story short he is back and wants to torment me.’’

‘‘We haven’t been able to locate his whereabouts Ms. Y/L/N.’‘ Officer confessed. ‘’Can I at least get a restraining order?’’ she asked, ‘’Here is the thing, in the UK, restraining orders can only be issued during sentencing- so to get a restraining order against someone, you have to first report them to the police and then take them to the court.’’ She expained.

‘‘So you have to find James to take him to the court.’‘ Y/N whispered to herself.

‘‘Yes, did he say anything about where he stays?’‘

‘‘No, he is rich so he can be wherever he wants.’‘

Officer Johnson gave her a paper to fill, ‘’Next time you see him contact us, I’m sorry Ms. Y/L/N but wee need to find him for the restraining order. Until then there is nothing we can do, please be safe.’’

Y/N walked back to Tom’s place empty handed, now he knew where she stayed so it was a matter of time before he came again. She had to leave, she had to because if she stayed James would come and destroy the place and Y/N couldn’t do that to Tom. She packed her things and took Bobby, she knew what she had to do.

She knocked on the door and Tom’s mother Diana answered, ‘’Oh hello darling, what a nice surprise! Come in.’’ Diana seemed happy to see her, ‘’Hi Diana. I can’t come I’m here to give this handsome to you.’’ she handed her the leash of Bobby, ‘’Why? What’s wrong?’’ lovely woman asked. ‘’Nothing, it’s just...’’ She needed a quick lie, ‘’My landlady called me, she took care of everything in my apartment so it is safe again.’’ Y/N gave her a fake smile and prayed for Diana to not understand.

‘‘Is that so? Tom said everything was destroyed, and he also said you were staying at his house.’‘ Her blue eyes were focused on her face, ‘‘Yeah I was. I really got to go, see you later.’‘ she left in hurry because Y/N didn’t want to lie more than needed. 

When she got back home she place her bags and sat down on her old couch, nothing was taken care of, her things were broken and they were everywhere. ‘’Let’s get to work.’’

She put every broken thing in trash bags and cleaned her house after three hours she was done completely. During this time Tom called her at least two times but she didn’t answer, she needed a solid lie to convince him and Tom was a samrt man, so it was going to be a challenge. While she was having an existential crisis her phone rang, it was Tom again, later he left a message.

Tom: I really don’t want to distrub you, my mom called and said you left homeso I was just checking. Call me when you can.

Y/N felt terrible so she decided to text him back.

Y/N: Hi Tom! Yeah, I came back to my place and gave Bobby to your mother. I have been busy so talk to you later.

She hit send and felt her heart ache, it made her really sad to treat him like that but she had to, for his safety.

Tom looked at his phone screen for several minutes, he came to his senses when the screen went pitch black. ‘’What’s going on?’’ he thought. When his mother called and told her what happened he was done with the inyerviews and packing his things. His plan was to surprise Y/N, but now he was not so sure, his mother told him that Y/N was in a hurry and didn’t talk much and left quickly. He checked his watch and it was time to leave so he took his bag and left the hotel room. He had to see her, talk to her face to face.

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Love Thy Enemy

Summary; Y/N Atreides had always been a stranger to the entire galaxy, her bed wasn’t her bed, her home wasn’t her home due to the fact that she was sent to accompany and be sisters with Irulan. She had limited access to her actual family and over the years they grew distant. She thought she would be like Reverend Mother, alone, yet powerful, and soon she would realize that there was no need of being alone when a wild creature had his eyes on her for a long time.

A/N: Hello little doves! We're coming closer to the finish line with this fic. Maybe 2 chapters left, so enjoy! Don't worry I have other ideas about our Na-Baron ;) (Tag List is open! Let me know if i forgot to tag you or if you changed your handle, cus i can’t find some of ya’ll sometimes 🥲)

Warnings: Smut continous!

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Chapter Fourteen

 He knew his size so he tried his best but the animal inside of him was clawing to take over, to give in to his instincts. He tried to focus on her, on her face, on her body, on the way she felt around him, he tried to keep his movements measured, even as the need for more grew stronger with each moment. It was a battle of wills, a struggle against himself and he tried to stay the course. As she had gotten used to the rhythm she knew the look on his face, he was controlling himself, she knew that he wanted to be rough, ‘’Feyd,’’ she moaned, ‘’Faster..’’ his eyes darkened with the last sentence, his body responding instantly. Hearing her say ‘’Faster.’’ Sent a spark through him, and the wild animal inside of him started to break free. She was challenging him, making him lose control,  and the animal inside him wanted to rise to the challenge. Feyd felt her trust in him, and that only made him want her more and he started to pick up the pace, his body moving with a new intensity. She moaned in pleasure and shock, she was once again reminded of how strong he was, her hands went to his muscular chest, her tits bouncing with the fast rhythm, Feyd grabbed her wrists tightly with one hand and pinned them above her head, he wanted to take her, dominate her, ‘’I trust you..’’ she managed to say, she wanted to see him lose control. Something in him snapped, his control slipped, broken by the trust Y/N put in him. The animal within him took over completely, no longer held back by anything. He pulled out for a moment, flipping her around her stomach, and pushed her into the bed, he pinned her arms behind her back with one hand. She obliged, had no other choice. Feyd leaned down and growled into her ear, ‘’I’m going to show you what it means to belong to me.’’ And then he pushed in her, filling her with one harsh push. Feyd’s need for her consuming him, he was slamming into her relentlessly, ‘’My little dove..’’  only thing he cared about was getting as deep as he could. The animal side of him was in total control, and he was driven by nothing but the primal need to possess his wife, to make her his own. His words are harsh, breathless, and desperate. ‘’You’re mine, all mine. Don’t fight back, just take it like a good little wife you are.’’

He spanked her ass with his free hand, his hand coming down with a  loud slap. He was in complete control, fueled solely by the primal need to dominate her. ‘’You’re going to take what I give you my little wife.’’  Their skin slapped with each movement, their moans and whimpers filling the air, he could feel she was close again, he kept spanking her, he was adoring the way she let him do this.

Feyd was close, watching her ass jiggle, the sound of their skin collapsing was too much and, his free hand stopped slapping her ass cheek and found its way on her clit, he wanted her to come with him, ‘’Give me another one sweet wife.’’ He was towering her, his lips on her ear and he bit her earlobe,

‘’How did it feel to watch me fight today?’’ he asked with his raspy voice and she was whimpering under him, her body started to shake like it did before, ‘’That’s it!’’ he encouraged his wife, ‘’Come for me little dove.’’ His hand rubbing her clit and his monster cock in her drove her mad and she felt her release like the waves crushing to the shore, she was gushing and also felt Feyd release himself in her core. They were a hot mess, sheets were soaked underneath them.

Even though it was their second time having sex in this 2 month old marriage it was as if their bodies and souls had met years ago. For once Feyd-Rautha appreciated the Bene Gesserit for matchmaking, although he had his eyes on her since their childhood the witches of Bene Gesserit were onto something. He needed no one but her.. and their child.

Feyd got up and carefully lifted her numb body, carried his wife to the bathroom, there was a grey marble tub, big enough for both of them and he filled it with warm water and then placed her inside. He poured the oils he liked on her skin and hair, rose and lavender. Those had never grown in Giedi Prime but whenever Y/N visited the planet she smelled like those scents so as a child and in his teenage years he looked forward to her visits, just to be in her presence… she had no idea how he had waited and yearned for her.

Later he got into the tub, her back was on his chest so he started to brush her wonderful hair, he always wanted to do that, ‘’I have always admired your hair.’’ He found himself admitting, the almighty Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen was nothing but a soft man with her, ‘’Really?’’ she asked curious, she figured it out before when he kept looking at her hair or smelling her head. ‘’I like the way it bounces and captures the perfumes and oils you wear.’’ His large hands were so soothing, massaging her scalp, ‘’Hmm..’’ she hummed in pure bliss, Feyd’s hand went to her stomach, he still couldn’t believe she was carrying their first child. He was going to be a father. He remembered his own father, Abulurd Rabban, Baron’s step-brother. He didn’t realize he huffed in discomfort, ‘’What’s wrong?’’ she asked turning her head, she saw him on her peripheral vision, he seemed… sad.

‘’I just remembered my father.’’

She felt a stone drop in her stomach, she remembered the book she had found back in Giedi Prime’s dark fortress,

Emmie Rabban’s cause of death: Matricide

Abulurd Rabban’s cause of death: Patricide

‘’What do you remember about him?’’ she asked carefully, Feyd’s hand still on her stomach, rubbing gently, ‘’I was taken to my uncle when I was an infant so I only know the stories of him.’’ He began and Y/N let him speak, ‘’He became the Count of Lankiveil, there he fell in love with my mother…’’ he paused which caught her attention, her heart started to beat faster, was her fate going to be the same as his mother?‘’Emmi Rabban, was her name. She was from House Rabban, a minor House. After the marriage my father renounced the Harkonnen name and took up my mother’s family name.’’ To her core she felt the love they had for each other, no man in their right mind would take his wife’s House name. He must have been madly in love to lose his powerful and prestigious name. ‘’Maybe I can make you an Atreides.’’ She joked to lighten the mood and Feyd chuckled deeply, ‘’What happened to your father?’’ she asked as if she didn’t know that he was patricide. ‘’Baron ordered Glossu to kill him.’’ He said, his voice flat, ‘’I am so sorry Feyd.’’ She whispered and fully turned to him, splashing water to the ground but she didn’t care, she sat on his lap, it made sense because Glossu Rabban was much older than him but Emmi Rabban had died years later. Could it be him? Y/N also realized that Feyd started to address his uncle and brother as Baron and Glossu Rabban, her Bene Gesserit instincts were telling her that he was starting to drop the blood bind that he shared with them. Y/N’s hand went to his pale face, the back of her fingers brushed his cheek, he seemed a man tortured, she didn’t want to imagine what kind of manipulative lessons he got from Baron, what kind of sick and twisted teachings he had to go under, ‘’Feyd?’’ she whispered softly, ‘’Hmm?’’ he was leaning to her touch, ‘’What happened to your mother?’’ she asked directly, Feyd froze for a second, in his deep ocean eyes she could see the hesitation. She was about to find out. ‘’I used to see her, as much as Baron let me see her.’’ He began, Y/N held her breath. ‘’As I reached my teenage years I started to sneak into her planet, more often than the Baron wished. He was afraid that I might run away and live with her. Gods knew I did,’’ he exhaled, ‘’I wanted to live with her so bad and he knew.’’ She could hear the agony in his raspy voice, his child like image came to her mind, wanting to be with his only living parent. It broke her heart. Y/N kept her silence so that he would explain further, the scent of lavender and rose made them more relaxed and loose, it was a rare moment to see him like this.

‘’One day, I was visiting her again, apparently Baron’s spies were everywhere, that they I learned it in a harsh way.’’ Y/N held her breath, ‘’I was getting ready to leave, she kissed my cheek and held my face in her warm palms until her nose started to bleed, her palms got colder quickly, and she fell to the floor,’’ Feyd’s eyes were looking away from her, focused on a spot in the grand bathchamber, ‘’Baron had made my personal chef put a certain substance in my food that anyone touched me in 12 hours they would get poisoned, it was a type where it didn’t have any effect on the consumer. I could do nothing to stop it.’’

Y/N’s Bene Gesserit senses were telling her that he was off the hook, he was the one who caused it but he was unaware of it. Her human side was aching in agony, this poor boy must have felt that he was the reason and blamed himself for years and years. She held his face in her palms, like his mother did. ‘’It wasn’t your fault.’’ She said softly, ‘’I am aware of that-‘’

‘’It wasn’t your fault Feyd.’’ She meant it, every word and with that Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, the fearsome Na-Baron of Giedi Prime, the Whip of Arrakis (that’s what the Fremen addressed him as) started to shake violently, as if the years of pain and self blame surfaced and his buried his face in his wife’s neck, pulling her harshly and tears left his ocean blue eyes.

All she could do was to be there and hug him, their naked bodies clung to each other, they became one, their souls pouring to each other’s hearts. In that moment she swore to herself that it was just her and him, and their little baby.. in her mind’s eye she saw a vision, Feyd was holding a baby in his arms and Y/N was holding the other… in that moment her Bene Gesserit trainings told her that she was carrying twins and she decided on the babies gender, a boy and a girl and she was going to suggest to name them as Emmi and Abulurd to honor her husband’s parents and pay a homage to them. They died but their names shall live in their grandchildren.

The very next morning Feyd woke up early, in fact he didn’t get much sleep, his dark and twisted mind was alert, making plans to save his wife and child, little did he know that there was an extra one. He remembered the conversation he had with his wife’s father, Duke Leto Atreides on the wedding day,

‘’Duke Leto,’’ he called for him, ‘’May we speak in private?’’ it was before the arena.

‘’Yes, we may.’’ And Feyd took him to his study. ‘’Do not have any fear for your daughter’s future for I am her provider and protector starting today. She will be taken care of the way she wishes. Not a strand of her hair will be harmed. You have my word.’’ And he bowed respectfully.

Leto looked at him different than the day his daughter was taken. Today he was going to be his son-in-law, the father of his future grandchildren, ‘’If you need anything,’’ Leto began, ‘’I will be there for you, son.’’ And he hugged Feyd. Feyd wasn’t used to getting hugs or sentimental things from his family members so he was startled at first but he hugged Leto back.

He slowly left the bed, got dressed in black, as usual and he marched to his study room, there he sat and got his personal device to send a voice memo, he hesitated before he pressed the button to record his voice but then he exhaled and pressed the button, the device turned green it was recording.

‘’Greetings Duke Leto Atreides, This is an urgent message, my wife has fled Giedi Prime and came to Arrakis. Due to this action my uncle demands her head,’’ he paused, the gravity of the situation hitting him all at once, ‘’I have promised you that I will keep her safe, and you said if I needed anything you would be there..’’ he had a warm feeling in his chest when he remembered how serious and willing Duke Leto was in that moment and he continued recording his voice, ‘’ I am going to take over Giedi Prime and become it’s rightful Baron. I need your, House Atreides’ support and I need it very soon. Your daughter needs your support… I need your support. Please help us.’’

Asking for help wasn’t something he used to, all his life he never asked for something because his slaves where there for his every need and desires, it wasn’t an easy message to record.

Feyd stopped the record and immediately sent it to Caladan.

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