Duke Leto - Tumblr Posts
Strategy
uhhhhhhh
sex.
yeah. cw: smut, subspace sort of, breeding kink, no ddlg because no, minors dni
At first you hated it. Once a month, from the second your ovulation started until the minute the window closed, you were sequestered to your chambers. Your robes were replaced with a soft cotton slip, and you were allowed to do nothing but lay.
You despised it, the first day. How bored you were, how irritated at Leto to hole you up like a useless wench. Your minds fed off each other - half of his planning came from your head first.
Twice a day, you heard a soft knock on your door and your husband would stride in and envelope you in love, kissing and stroking until you were relaxed and hazy. He liked you like this, almost as much as he liked your sharp wit. Eyes hooded and soft, content to do whatever he wished.
Sometimes he would be quick, pounding tight and fast as you whined from the intensity. He made sure you climaxed, always, soothing your overstimulated moans with a kiss and gentle words.
Sometimes, he wouldn't leave for hours, slowly pulling pleasure after pleasure before even touching himself. Technically, you supposed, child making was really about his finish, but Leto would never put himself first. Another thing you loved, his selflessness.
He would time it beautifully. As soon as your pleasure-drunk mind would start to clear, he'd duck back inside and dose you again, licking your soft petals until you shook from the pleasure. Stress was bad for pregnant women, and by extension, women trying to conceive. So, reasoned Leto, if he never let your mind clear long enough to think, let alone worry, that wouldn't be an issue.
He was right, as always.
It was noon before you drowsily fluttered awake. Your limbs were heavy and fluid in the expensive silk sheets. A throbbing, gentle soreness radiated over your entire body. The room was lit in sun, casting you in warmth. You tried to remember what day of your cycle it was, but you soon found that you couldn't think of much other than the emptiness between your legs.
A mildly distressed hum left your lips as you curled on yourself, chasing the warmth of sun-soaked sheets.
You heard the familiar knock that immediately soothed your disappointment. Like Pavlov's dog, your mind calmed, and that beautiful headspace cradled you in adoration.
Leto met your soft gaze, and his chest swam with pride. His lovely wife, laying so beautifully wretched and pliant. Your arms twitched towards him, eyes round and begging.
Hello, flower, he murmured into your skin, kissing and nipping down your throat, rucking up your dress to feel the softness beneath. Purple bruises were littered across your plush thighs and up beneath your breasts. Leto licked over the newest ones, considering filling the empty patches he'd skipped over last night.
Your hands tangled in his hair as he sucked a mark into your sternum, sighing raggedly. He could feel the heat radiating from your core, the slick that was steadily leaking onto the sheets. You didn't need any prep, but he liked to drag it out when he could.
Leto was in a teasing mood, apparently, because his hands drifted just short of where you wanted them, and his lips never strayed from your clavicle. You loved any of his touches, but he'd created an expectation and oh, you needed him.
"Leto," you huffed, trying to wriggle under his broad weight. He saw the crease in your brow and immediately smothered it with his lips.
"Don't fret, my flower, I have you," he rasped, undoing the buttons down his front. You didn't have the coordination to help him, but your agitation was placated. Your head was in the clouds, soaring in pleasure only he could give you
When his tan skin shone free, you clutched onto him, pressing kisses across his chest and stroking his back.
"You're lovely," you murmured against his skin. A warm rumble against your cheek as he laughed.
"I believe that's my line, darling."
With a gentle but firm push, you were flat on the blankets again. Groaning with pleasure, Leto began to nip at your thighs. His large hands clutched the soft muscle, stroking and petting your softness. His tongue was warm on your folds, licking up your arousal.
You mewled, hips twitching. The copious attention your cunt had received over the past few days was delightful, but still very sore. Leto's apology was muffled, his lustful eyes too full of your cunt to pay attention. Small kitten licks and then broad stripes sent your nervous system ablaze. the room was quiet except for the hushed, wet sounds he lavished over you.
more please more more I need it, Leto, please you wanted to say but your tongue was too heavy. He ate you desperately, drinking down your pleasure until you could barely breathe. In a sudden, warm oh you were falling. A small orgasm took you under, not earth-shattering but just enough to grace your face with a loving smile. Leto met your gaze and licked harder.
Every drop of your climax he caught greedily, licking and sucking until your eyes rolled back.
"I...I..whaoh-" Leto shifted your legs over his shoulders and ran his fingers through your slick, testing your softness. His thick fingers pumped you once, twice, before you were over that hurdle again, catapulting into his arms for the second time. Your messy cunt gushed, twitching with overstimulation.
Pleased, Leto sucked your release from his fingers.
He deemed you ready and pulled you against his toned chest, rocking and humming to soothe your shivers. You felt drunk, the colors and shapes blurring together until nothing but the feeling of lust soaked through.
Leto was gentle but firm, pushing into your center in one solid stroke. You arched, garbling and whining at the intrusion. Your cunt fluttered in an attempt to adjust to his size. You'd had him more times than you could count, but it always felt like the first. Each twitch of your core sent a ripple of pleasure through Leto's spine.
His eyes flickered shut and he began to rock gently. Not thrusting, you were by far too sore for that. Besides, even the gentle motion pulled sinful moans from your pretty mouth.
"Oh, flower," he groaned, "I could die here a happy man." The stress of his previous council melted away, thoughts focused solely on your flushed cheeks and delicate noises.
He rocked harder, and it brushed that spot inside. You whined and bucked, wanting him to speed up, go harder, help me, please. Leto could never deny that look of blind desperation, your eyes round in a silent plea.
"Use your words, darling," he cooed, punctuating his words with a hard thrust. Relief surged through you - yes more that yes please -
"Words," he commanded again, hips slowing to a stop. Like a baby deprived of candy, you wailed, pawing for purchase on the slick sheets. Leto grinned, pulling you up on his cock and settling your boneless body against the pillows.
"I don't know what to do if you don't tell me." His deep voice was lilting, teasing.
You whined and mewled and huffed. Your lungs were struggling to breathe around the mountain of need inside you.
"I uhnn...Le...hah-" you struggled. Leto's mischief continued, strategically rolling his hips as your lips trembled.
"Almost, sweet girl, so close...what were you saying?"
Tears bubbled in your glassy eyes. "P...please," you whispered finally, grinding desperately.
"Not so hard, see?" Leto grinned again, soft beard ticklish against your sweaty cheek. He kissed you hotly, running his tongue against the seam of your teeth. His hips began again, rolling and grinding long and slow. Slower, even, than when he started.
His cock reached deep, but you needed to reach that peak, and he was going too slow.
Leto knew this, of course. He'd watch and wait for your frustration to simmer, then grabbed onto the headboard and snapped forwards. His patience was thinning too, a burning sensation running down his thighs. A need, to fill you and take you over and over.
A sob punched out of your chest at the sudden change in pace. This was what you needed, your heart cried with gratitude. Harsh, fast, rough strokes against your soaked walls. You couldn't feel your legs, only a rising wave of something. The pitch of your cries raised in time with his thrusts. His hips snapped forwards, fucking up into that one crevice that shattered any resolve you had left.
A boiling, overwhelming pressure and then you were free. Sailing into the clouds, a rush of slick leaking around his still-hard length. Your spine melted and you moaned weakly. Leto furrowed his brow in concentration, rocking harder into your puffy folds.
"Almost, almost," he breathed harshly, grunting as he smacked harder and harder. Your lips were slack and you could barely keep your eyes open.
This was his favorite way to have you. He could move you however he wanted and you wouldn't do anything but moan and quiver and gush around him. He leaned down, laving at your soft breasts. His hot tongue sparked across your sensitive tits and you arched again, pressing him deeper. Leto released you with a pop and gently stroked your chin.
He smiled as your eyes blinked blearily at him. Not a thought was living in that pretty head of yours. He slipped his thumb into your mouth and you sucked dutifully, your delicate, soft tongue caressing the pad.
"Let go," he whispered, desperate for his own release. He knew you were almost there, again. Your cunt fluttered and twitched and a broken wail wracked your body, hiccupping with the pleasure. Leto curled over you protectively, hips stuttering in their rapid pace.
Hard pulses of his cock pushed his seed inside, deep as it would go. He clutched you, locking his hips against yours. Your feet scrambled for purchase, trying to push away from the overwhelming sensation.
"Be good," he panted, "be good, dearest, keep it in." His grip was unrelenting and you sobbed harder, chest heaving and cheeks wet.
When the cascade of his orgasm was over, he collapsed, pulling you on top of him. Hush, baby, hush, he cooed, stroking your hair and kissing your face. You blubbered and whined . He still stuffed you full, and even soft his length was impressive.
You did well, he murmured, licking into your mouth. You whimpered quietly. The painful pleasure had dulled and you were wrapped in haze again. Leto felt you go slack as he gently wiped up the mess from your soft folds. He pulled out gently, hissing at the cooling sweat against his sensitive cock. You shuddered again at the absence.
He sat up, still petting your sweaty hair. In a moment, your eyes would fall shut and he would slip out of the room, eyes stern and not a hair out of place.
"I love you," he said to the love-soaked room, kissing your cheek.
Love you, you thought weakly.
By the third month, your nurse had clicked her tongue and pushed you into bed. You burrowed deep into the plush mattress, that familiar haze rising up. But the nurse pulled the sheets away. You opened your mouth to object, but the old woman held out her hand.
"There's no need, my lady," she said kindly.
Leto was ecstatic. So you were you, but the feeling was bittersweet. You longed to go out again and meet with your people, catch up on what you missed. You would miss the sex, though.
When he heard your musings, Leto tilted his head amusedly.
"Council? Dearest, you are with child, what makes you think you can leave this chamber?" His eyes glimmered with quiet mischief.
Perhaps the next nine months wouldn't be terrible.
ok i did it my first obligatory smut
don't look at me
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Masterlist! also linked in my desc
Organized by fandom and character
- in progress, will be polished when more are added to the library
- Once I finish or develop the series I'm working on, I will make separate masterlists cause I know how irritating it is to only have one, but for right now this is what you get xox
Miguel O'hara:
Mi Luz - fluff, slow burn
T minus 10 (pt 1) - series, ongoing, enemies to lovers
T Minus 10 pt 2
T Minus 10 pt 3
Nathan Bateman:
Deal With It - fluff, sass (gn reader)
Patient - blurb
here, kitty kitty - fluff, cuddles
One fish, Two fish - fluff, coworkers to lovers (genderless)
So soft - fluff, blurb (fem)
Poe Dameron:
Snack - fluff, funny (gn reader)
Playing Favorites (1) - hurt/comfort, enemies to lovers (fem reader)
Playing Favorites (2) - feels, enemies to lovers
Playing Favorites (3) (coming soon)
Moon Knight (all three)
Clever Boy - fluff, mostly Steven but a bit of Marc, no Jake :( sorry (gn reader)
Duke Leto
Strategy - smut (fem)
Blue Jones:
Skincare - fluff (gn but reader has long hair so idk)
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@krakenkitty
@twwcs
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Rebecca Ferguson’s acting chops playing Lady Jessica
Okay so I just finished reading the entire first Dune novel today (I was exposed to the movies first) and I just feel like people are not appreciative enough of Rebecca’s portrayal of Lady Jessica. When you read the novel you come across what each of the characters are thinking and thereby read Lady Jessica’s POV, and I think Rebecca has perfectly captured her essence. The way she has captured the pain and the inner conflict is amazing and reading the books just made me look at her acting chops with so more respect.
To people who are complaining about the recent movie adaptation of Dune I would like to point out a few things and share some opinions:
Any novel no matter how descriptively it is written cannot be hundred percent adapted exactly as is because when you read a book every single person has a unique understanding and imagination and interpretation. So it’s impossible for any filmmaker to capture everything on the page to the screen as is and satisfy everyone.
The things that were changed make so much sense and yes as fans of the books we might have wanted to see some of our favourite scenes or arcs but the movie has stayed so truthful to the soul of source and the amount of detail and hardwork that has gone into the making justified all of those changes.
If you think that the actors did a bad job you might as well start calling the 80s adaptation as the best film adaptation ever made. You don’t have to like their performance entirely but to totally disregard it is just ignorance.
Think about how much believable the movies looked like, I’m talking specifically about the setting, the world where it’s all taking place. For comparison take any other contemporary scifi movie made and think how much you feel is believable (I don’t want to slander Star Wars here because I love them too but then Dune has completely changed my view on how a sci-fi film should be made). Like yes a desert planet where people recycle their own bodily fluids seems like something actually a human would do for survival
If you didn’t like the changes made to Chani’s character you are a straight up misogynist. I won’t explain this point because this whole post is targeted at the books fans and if you have read the book you should understand why I said it.
Denis’s dedication to this movie is literally oozing out of the screen, each frame, the dialogues. The whole cast and crew has given their all and you can obviously tell. If you can’t well you didn’t pay attention.
The biggest reason I keep talking about the dedication that went into making the film is because it is a big budget movie with larger than life characters and settings and this easily could have gone wrong in every way possible but the massive scale was used as a tool like a cog in a machine that it just made sure that it was just enough to keep the machine working smoothly and not overwhelming anyone. Like for example the exotic locations and CGI were just enough to make the audience understand the setting of the story rather than show off how advanced the technology used was.
So these are just a few thoughts I have wanted to share for sometime especially after reading the book and getting a more deeper understanding of the story. Feel free to add more. Whenever I come across a blatantly biased criticism of the movie vs book thing I get irritated especially with a movie made with such heart and soul. And I absolutely admire the effort that went into this particular adaptation. I highly recommend watching the interviews of Rebecca, Timothee and Denis because the way they are passionate about the project is unlike anything I have seen from movie stars in the last few years.
Extremely stunning photos of Oscar Isaac as Duke Leto ♡
© Chiabella James
Lizards and Pumpkins
AU Young Leto Atreides x fem reader
Summary: A ball is being held in the hopes that Leto Atreides will find an eligible maiden to marry as he is expected to become the next Duke of Caladan.
*This storyline will be similar to Disney’s Live Action Cinderella (2015). There the dress you will be wearing is like that one.
Author's note: This is my first fanfic ever. Therefore, please be kind about any feedback you all may have. Other than that, enjoy and let’s see where it goes from here.
When you get to the bottom of the steps, you notice the man from the forest you met a while back walking towards you. However, you had know idea he was the Leto Atreides of Caladan. You had been told that he was an apprentice in training but you had no idea you were speaking to the next Duke in line.
At this moment, you two are face to face with each other.
“It's you, isn't it?” Leto asks.
“Just so. Your grace…”, you respond and curtsy to him.
“If I may... that is... it would give me the greatest pleasure, if you would do me the honor of letting me lead you through this... the first…”, Leto struggles to say what’s on his mind due to being in a daze by your beauty.
“Dance?” You ask, smiling sweetly at him.
“Yes, dance. That's it.” He finally gets out.
While you and Leto start dancing, you notice the people surrounding you both.
You whisper to him, “They're all looking at you.”
At that statement, Leto smiles and says, “Believe me, they're all looking at you.”
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Leto pushes you gently on the swing in the secluded garden he shows you as you both carry on having meaningful chats.
A clink is heard, and you realize your slipper is off your foot. Upon noticing this, Leto stops pressing you, gets on her knees, and places the slipper on your foot.
With awe, he asks, "It's made of glass?"
"Why not?" you ask him, grinning.
Then, as though he wants to kiss you, he leans in close. "Will you please tell me your true identity?"
After giving it some thought, you say, "If I do, I think everything might be different."
Leto says, "I don't understand," with a perplexed expression. “At least, could you tell me your name?”
Just as you prepare to inform Leto, the clock chimes 11:59. That's when you recall what the fairy godmother said. You say as you turn to face Leto. "I must go now. It is difficult to describe. Pumpkins, lizards, and other things. You tell him you'll never forget it and thank him again for a fantastic night.
Leto murmurs, "Lizards and Pumpkins," as he watches you dash out of the garden. With a smile, he chooses to follow you.
One of your glass slippers slips on the palace steps as you walk to your carriage. Even if at first you want to pick up, you change your mind as you notice Leto approach you and climb inside the carriage.
When the carriage pulls out of the palace, you see Leto stoop to retrieve your slipper. You grin as you recall the amazing evening you spent with Leto. Despite your feeling that this is the final time you will ever see him.
You have no idea that Leto is planning to locate you. In one kind or another.
Lizards and Pumpkins (Part 2)
AU Young Leto Atreides x fem reader
Part 1 Below:
Summary: After the events of the ball and the old, Leto is appointed the newly appointed Duke of Caladan and has finally found the maiden who has won his heart. Will he accept you as you are?
A/N: Though this story was intended to be similar to Disney’s Live Action Cinderella (2015), it will start to go a bit off of that storyline.
As you are being brought to face the newly appointed Duke Leto by Captain Duncan Idaho , you have a lot of thoughts running through your mind. Some of these thoughts consist of: What will the kingdom think of me if I stand by him? Does he feel for me the way that I do for him? Will this relationship last if it goes further?
Going down the steps, you take in your appearance. A light blue dress with a brown petticoat and a white headpiece covering your hair.
Leto looks at you with a smile on his face, happy to finally be in your presence after weeks of searching for you. “Who are you?”
In response, you answer, “I am (y/n). Your grace, I am no duchess. I have no carriage, no parents, no dowry. I do not even know if that beautiful slipper will fit But, if it does--will you take me as I am? A good honest country girl who loves you?”
“Of course, I would. But only if you'll take me as I am, an apprentice still learning his trade. Please…” , he looks at you pleading. You nod.
Leto invites you to sit on a nearby chair as the Captain looks on with a smile as he places the slipper on your foot. To the surprise of neither of you, it fits perfectly.
You then take his hand and walk out with him out to the palace.
*This was a very short story. Wondering if I should write a chapter about their wedding and honeymoon.
Lizards and Pumpkins (Part 3)
AU Young Leto Atreides x fem! reader
Part 1:
Part 2:
Summary: After the events that occurred, you and Leto are finally getting married. This will also lead to your wedding night into the start of your honeymoon.
A/N: Thank you everyone who took the time to vote! Appreciate the feedback. Also, please ignore the beard in some of the pics I used from dune since Leto in this fanfic has no beard (yet).
A/N #2: please read the two previous parts to this story to be up to date on the events that took place so far.
The first time he sees you walking down the aisle in your wedding dress, Leto is trying to hold back his tears. Seeing you in your white lace, off the shoulder wedding dress with your hair in a braid does things to him.
When you are finally face to face with him. Smiling at him as he takes your hand into his. To him, this all feels like a dream. Being able to marry you, his true love. The one he met by chance in the forest with fate allowing you to keep finding one another, so that you both can be in this moment. Together.
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Both of you have a hard time listening to the officiant, as both of you have these loving looks all the guests can see you giving one another. In fact, there were a few laughs going on as Leto was unaware that he was expected to recite his vows to you.
Once you both have exchanged vows, you both place each of your rings on the other's hands.
“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may no-“, the offiant starts but is interrupted by you and Leto kissing one another for the first time as husband and wife. Everyone cheers.
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As the festivities of your wedding banquet comes to a close, Leto and you thank everyone that attended your celebration. From this, you both walk out of the dining hall, hand-in-hand, and start walking towards the bedroom you will be sharing as a married couple.
Out of nowhere, Leto lifts you into his arms, carrying you over the threshold of your newly shared bedroom. This results in the two of you giggling and smiling at one another.
Once you both are inside the room, Leto puts you down and then steps back. He locks the door and begins to walk towards the bed.
“Will you join me, my love?” Leto asks you, his voice low and husky.
“Yes. Let me just freshen up in the restroom real quick”, you respond sweetly.
Leto nods as you leave the room. His heart pounds as he waits for your return. His hands are trembling at the anticipation of you lying next to him.
Nevertheless, Leto decides to use the time to unbutton his shirt and take off his shoes.
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As you add the finishing touches to your look, you are anxious. Never once has a man seen you in such little clothing as Leto is about to see you in. Though this thought alone begins to make you smile. For you trust Leto to be your first in all aspects as he has shared so many with you in the time you’ve both have known each other.
With one more deep breath and a quick touch up to your hair, you then come out wearing a white mesh slip with matching undergarments.
“What do you think, Leto?”, you ask as you approach the bed slowly.
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As you open the door and make your way back into the room, Leto’s eyes pop wide. His jaw drops to the floor and he just stares at you.
“My dear, you are even more stunning than you were in your dress that you wore for the wedding ceremony.”
Leto walks up to you with his hands out.
“May I?” he asks as he gestures for you to step forward.
You nod.
Leto takes your hands in his as he leads you to the bed, laying you down in his arms. He can’t contain himself any longer.
Leto lays you down on the bed and starts to gently kiss your neck and chest. His hands make their way under your lingerie and he starts to caress you.
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You wake up Leto’s arms locked around you and feel his warm breath against your cheek.
“(Y/n)?” he said softly as he kissed your forehead.
Leto started kissing your neck and chest as you were waking up from your slumber.
“Good morning my love,” he said before kissing you gently on the lips. “I hope that your first night as my wife was memorable for you.”
“It was. Thank you”, you respond and nuzzle into his bare chest. “It was. I hope the night was memorable for you as well, husband.”
After a minute of silence, you look up to him and ask with puppy dog eyes. “ Can we stay in bed and cuddle a bit longer before heading out to our honeymoon destination?”
Leto nods his head.
“Of course love. I would like that very much.”
He then starts to rub your bare shoulder and back.
I have a feeling we aren’t in the 21st century anymore! (Chapter 1)
AU Young Leto Atreides x fem! reader
Summary: You find yourself in a time and place you aren’t familiar with. Now trying to find your way home, you come across a man unlike any other.
Everyday the same thing happens. You go to work. Tend to your responsibilities at home. Eat. Sleep. Repeat.
Though you know you should enjoy the monotony of knowing how and when things are going to happen, you can’t help but still yearn for more to do with your life.
Despite getting your degree and finding a part-time job to pass time until you are able to find a more permanent career path, you can’t help but feel as if you aren’t living your life the way you should be. Still in your early twenties and have no idea what you’re supposed to be doing with your life. Nevertheless, you go by the motions because you hold onto the hope that one day everything will fall into place as it should.
After finishing your nightly routine, you get into the sheets of your bed and close your eyes. Believing that what you’re seeking out of life will find you soon.
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When you wake up, you are shocked to see that you are no longer in your room. Instead, you seem to be inside a passageway of some kind that looks to have been abandoned based on the amount of cobwebs and dust you try to avoid inhaling.
Noticing the lanterns at the bottom, you decide to follow them in the hopes that it will lead you out of here.
As you make your way out of the passageway, you take notice of how dark everything is. A few minutes pass and you finally seem to be getting somewhere when you see a brown wooden door. You then open the door as quietly as you can to get an idea of where you are since you heard voices.
Looking from the doorway, you notice that the area is heavily surrounded by guards, male and female, wearing heavy metal suits.
Almost looks like something you see in sci-fi movies, you thought.
Noticing that none of them are facing you directly, you decide that your best plan of action would be to slowly walk away from their direction and begin walking where your feet will carry you. You have no idea where that is but anything is better than sitting around doing nothing at all.
Before moving forward with this plan, you barely remembered that you are still wearing your Dr. Strange Multiverse shirt and flannel looking shorts . Realizing that you will already stick out, you decide it may be best to try and draw less attention to yourself.
Looking around you, you notice there’s a long, brown hooded cape that is hanging on what looks to be a nail. Deciding it’s your best bet, you shake out whatever mess you could off of it and put it on.
You check if the close is clear one more time before heading out.
So far, so good, you thought.
You feel confident that you are about to get out soon until you suddenly hear a voice behind you ask.
“ Are you lost?”
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Thinking through your opinions carefully, you decide to feign ignorance (mostly because you have no idea where you are) and pretend you are looking for directions out of me.
As you turn around, you almost hold your breath at the man in front of you. This man is one of the most handsome men you’ve ever seen.
He is of average height with wavy hair and kept up facial hair and is wearing a dark green uniform of some kind.
Although, the think that you are most entranced with by him his dark brown eyes. As they seem to have this intensity that would make any woman feel special.
Not wanting to look more like a fool in front of him due to you lack of a quick response, you decide to talk to him.
“Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?”
“You’re in Caladan castle.”
“Caladan, can’t say I’ve heard of that city or country before.”
“My lady. Caladan isn’t any of those things. It’s a planet. The one that has proudly been my ancestral home, House Atreides Home, for about 10,000 years.”
“Planet? 10,000 years. Wait…” You begin taking in your surroundings more seriously as well as the information this man has told you. “What year is it?”
“10,172.”
“Oh.”
As soon as the handsome man finishes telling you this, the last thing you see is darkness with so many running thoughts.
No way are you that far into the future. One minute you were asleep in your room, the next you end up in an unknown place and time.
Tagging:
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I have a feeling we aren’t in the 21st century anymore! (Chapter 2)
AU Young Leto Atreides x fem! reader
Part 1:
Summary: You find yourself in a time and place you aren’t familiar with. Now trying to find your way home, you come across a man unlike any other.
A/N: The reader’s dialogue is in pink and Leto’s is in blue. Also, thoughts will be italicized.
The first thing you feel when you wake up is a coolness on your forehead. Reaching for your forehead, you feel a wet rag there.
You then open your eyes to see that the same man that you were talking with earlier seems to be in conversation with some medics (you’re assuming). However, you notice that these individuals tending to you seem to have a diamond tattoo on their forehead. Also, you seem to be wearing some sort of gray hospital-looking gown instead of the clothes you came in.
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So many thoughts are running through your mind right now.
How did I end up so far into the future? Last night, I was sleeping in my bedroom and I woke up in some strange place. A planet to be exact. This has to be some weird fever dream. Maybe I finally cracked under pressure and this is a result of that.
Yes, that’s what this is…A fever dream. The sooner I come to terms with that, the sooner I’ll wake up in my room and in my own time.
As you are trying to reason with yourself, the handsome man and medics notice you’re awake and speak up.
“You gave me quite a scare, my lady. When I caught you in my arms, I felt your forehead and you were burning up. Therefore, I thought it was best to bring you here where my medics can take care of you.”
You nod, not trusting yourself to say anything.
“Don’t be afraid, my lady. I don’t wish you any harm. I just want to help you”, he says, taking your hand gently to his to soothe you.
Great! I really must be losing my sense of reality for the handsome man to be this gentle and kind with me. Why does this have to be a dream?
“Get some rest, my lady. We’ll talk later.”
He then takes your hands and gives them a gentle kiss. You blush as you feel his beard tickle your hands.
The handsome man then walks outside with the doctors following him.
Though this is nice, I can’t stay here.
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Leto walks out to talk with his medical team away from you. He feels you’re afraid right now and doesn’t want you to be anymore than you already are.
Leto can’t figure it out but there’s something about you that draws you to him. Not just in looks but in the way you presented yourself to him so far.
“Make sure to keep me updated on progress every hour.”
The medics nod and make notes of this.
“Thank you.”
Leto walks away to let the medics get back to caring for you.
He isn’t too far away from the medics calling him, telling him that you were no longer laying down where he last left you.
Where did you go?
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I have a feeling we aren’t in the 21st century anymore! (Chapter 3)
AU Young Leto Atreides x fem reader
Part 1 :
Part 2:
Summary: You find yourself in a time and place you aren’t familiar with. Now trying to find your way home, you come across a man unlike any other.
A/N: The reader’s dialogue is in pink and Leto’s is in blue. Also, thoughts will be italicized and any other speaking parts will be in a different color.
“What do you mean you lost her”?
“We’re saying that when we came back to tend to her after talking to you, she was no longer there.”
“Why wasn’t anyone watching her”?
“Because you told us to come outside to talk to you”.
“Yet I’d expect that one or two of you would have stayed inside with her”, he says, a bit annoyed.
The medics look at him, wondering what he’ll say.
“Never mind, I’ll find her myself. She shouldn’t be that far.”
The medics are in shock and one of them asks.
“Your grace…why not have your guards look for her?”
“Because I don’t want to scare her and like I said, she shouldn’t have gotten that far. Especially with her recovering from her fainting spell.”
He then leaves the room with some confused and smirking medics.
“How much do you want to bet he has a crush on her?”
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Meanwhile…
You are still trying to find a way out of this palace. Luckily, you were able to change out of your hospital gown as you found an ripped, army green dress lying around.
I can’t believe how much loose clothes are everywhere.
After placing the hood over your head, you start to slowly walk around the empty hall. From what you can gather, this area must not be used often due to the amount of cobwebs, dust, and lack of light in the room.
Continuing to walk around, you then come across a large, brown wooden door. You push the door gently and walk in.
You enter the mysterious door, closing the door behind you. This room looks to be an office of some kind as you notice the piles of documents and scrolls on the desk.
Walking behind the desk, you take a look at the bookshelf behind it. Curiosity getting the best of you, you grab a random book from the shelf and begin reading through it.
Perhaps I will gain some insight about how I can get home.
As you begin to read through the book, you are in shock about what you find out. That humanity becomes so bad that they not only had to leave earth but that rulers rely on politics and prophecies to keep people in check.
And I thought we had it bad back in the present.
Though you knew things weren’t perfect, you’d never thought humanity would get like this. In fact, you always hoped you would play some kind of role in it getting better.
You place the book back on the shelf. Despite what you have found out, you vow that when you get home you will do something to improve the world to hopefully avoid this future.
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Unbeknownst to you, Leto continues searching for you. Although it isn’t until he decides to head to the office to go get something that he is pleased to have run into you quite literally as the way bump into him causes you to fall on top of him. Expecting to meet angry eyes, you are surprised to see that his deep, brown eyes are filled with amusement at the current position you are in. Almost as if he was happy to be in this predicament. Nevertheless, you do your best to get off of him so that he can be able to get up from off the floor.
As Leto gets up from the floor, he notices that you are still sitting on the floor. Though he notices that the gown from the healers you wore earlier is now replaced with a green dress. Rather than focus on how the material clings to your figure perfectly, Leto puts his right hand out in front of you in the hopes that you’ll take it.
“I think it would be best if we took the time to be honest with each other, wouldn’t you think?”
You smile, placing your hand into his own.
A/N #2: I know the gif doesn’t match with reader being on the floor but I truly liked the gentleness of this and what I’d expect Leto would be like. Also, I’m sorry this chapter took a bit longer to put out. Had this sitting in my drafts for a while but had no idea if I should even bother posting it as I had no idea how well received the previous two chapters would be, so thank you all for your patience!
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Sleepless Nights
AU Young Leto Atreides x fem! reader
Summary: As you and Leto are about to engage in a romantic moment together, you both are interrupted by a little lady that has you both wrapped around her finger. Your own daughter.
A/N: This takes place a few years following the events from Lizards and Pumpkins. Although, this can be read as a stand alone story. Hope you all enjoy.
You and Leto were in the middle of a heated kissing session.
The two of you have been busy with various responsibilities as duke and duchess on top of being parents that there has been little time for you to be intimate with each other. Also, it doesn’t help the matter that you are pregnant. Therefore, more horny than usual.
When he is about to untie the front laces of your nightgown, you both hear a light knock on the door.
Leto pulls away from you grunting. “Let’s pretend we are sleeping.”
You giggle. “What if it’s important? Come on we’ll just have to wait until another time.” You peck his lips one more time to convince him.
Knowing that your word is final, Leto takes his hands off of you and begins to button up his own shirt to look presentable for whomever was interrupting them.
“Yes?”, Leto replied.
The door opens though you see no one until the both of you look down to see Aurora, yours and Leto’s three year old daughter in her green footie pajamas and stuffed bunny in her grasp as she climbs her way onto their bed.
Once Aurora finally gets onto the bed, she makes way to sit between the two of you.
Leto looks at the little girl. “What’s wrong, Aurora? Did you have a nightmare?”
The little girl nods before nuzzling into your pregnant belly. Just like her father, Aurora likes to touch your belly as if to comfort the baby that is within you. Both father and daughter have said that they think this little one inside of her will be a another little girl.
You remember the first time you found out you were expecting. Though Leto had told you that he’d be happy with whatever gender the baby turned out to be, just as long as they were happy and healthy, a part of you still thought that he’d secretly want to have a son.
However, the moment you saw the way he looked at your daughter as the medics handed her to him told you everything he told you was true. And since then, it’s been wonderful to see him interact with your daughter. Your husband was simply meant to be a father to daughters.
You wrap an arm around your little girl. “Perhaps she can sleep with us tonight, my love.”
Leto agrees instantly and pulls the sheets over the three of them. Noticing that Aurora has yet to speak about the nightmare she had, Leto decides to tell his daughter a story to help ease her mind and get her to sleep. The story of how you two fell in met and fell in love.
In no time, the little girl is asleep with her bunny tight in her grasp. You and Leto are left to bask in each other’s love as neither can believe that they have had these last few years of love and happiness together. Hoping that there will be more to come as your family continues to grow.
A BRIEF COLLECTION OF POETRY: Dune
Number of poems: 4
Author: Bear
A/N: I hope you'll enjoy a few poems concerning the world of Dune
In the sands of Arrakis, where spice is found, A duke arrived, his fate unbound. Leto Atreides, a man of great might, To govern Dune, and its harsh plight.
With his lady by his side, And his heir, a source of pride. He faced the desert and the foe, To establish his rule, he fought toe to toe.
But treachery was in the air, And a betrayal was waiting there. For his allies turned against him, And his dreams were left dim.
Despite his valor, he fell in a trap, And his legacy was left to wrap. But Leto Atreides, a man of renown, Will never fade, he will always wear the crown.
Upon Arrakis, sands doth reign, Where Duke Leto seeks to gain. A world to hold, a dream to chase, But lurking in the shadows, an evil base.
The Baron Harkonnen, a name of dread, A cruel ruler with darkness fed. In league with the Emperor's plot, To bring the Atreides down and their dream to rot.
The Duke arrives with noble intent, A new beginning, a life well spent. But in his heart he knows the risk, Betrayal and death, a fate to whisk.
Lady Jessica, his love and strength, Her presence with him to the end, at length. But even her powers cannot avert, The Harkonnen's wrath and their cruel assert.
In the end, the Duke's fate is sealed, His sacrifice and courage revealed. On Arrakis, he fought and fell, A hero's death, a tale to tell.
So let us mourn for Duke Leto true, His loss, a tragedy, forever anew. But his memory will always survive, In the hearts and minds of those who strive.
From Caladan's seas to Arrakis' sand, Duke Leto Atreides leads his land. A hero born of strength and might, A noble lord with honor bright.
In royal court and battle grand, He stands as leader, true and grand. With strength and wisdom, he commands, The might of armies in his hands.
In darkness, he leads with shining light, A beacon in the endless night. With courage, he faces fear and dread, For his people and his house, he bled.
In death, he falls as martyrs do, His spirit soaring, strong and true. A legend born of honor's flame, Duke Leto Atreides, forever in fame.
In the world of Arrakis, where sands did drift and shift, There lived a noble Duke, Leto, with a family to uplift. His rule was just and fair, his people looked up with pride, And in his wife, Jessica, he found love, with whom to confide.
But destiny is cruel, and it struck with a mighty hand, As the treacherous Harkonnens plotted their plan. They ambushed the Duke, and he fell with a cry, His lifeblood on the sand, his legacy to die.
But Leto's memory endures, in the hearts of his kin, And Jessica carries on, with the strength from within. For the Duke's spirit lives, in every noble deed, And in his loss, a legacy, for all who would lead.