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yandere-wishes · 1 month
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No cause, wouldn't it be crazy if I wrote a Yandere! Paul Atreides x Reader X Feyd Rautha??
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ghostgirl101 · 14 days
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random brainbomb of a headcanon blurb thingy, but I'll write proper realtionship hcs soon and order this properly lmao- enjoy this while you wait 🙃
Sure, Feyd-Rautha's a freaking sadistic mad mess Harkonnen, but after watching how he responded to Margot Fenring, you cannot tell me that he's incapable of some form of admiration and awe and... love? when he meets the right person who can somehow, somehow, manage him.
Let's say he wasn't completely mentally manipulated or seduced if you are a Bene Gesserit, because he's not drawn to you by any kind of force or external influence. It's the simple fact that he can't understand how and why you're different amongst the thousands of people who cower and flinch in his presence. Why do you look at him like he's not an abomination? What do you know?
I feel like he'd treat you like one of his prized possessions after suddenly and randomly deciding and declaring that you're his now, lucky lucky you, and the best pet he's ever received... maybe for his birthday, if that's when you met? Hands-on, grabby Harkonnen with no boundaries, no limits. All at your disposal.
He just has to learn every little thing about you - how you react to everything he says and does, little things obvious things. If your eyes light up in excitement or in fear when he slashes countless throats for you because their heads kept turning in your direction when you walked into the room. Or how you'd like to be given the best of everything, dressed in beautifully sleek black robes as a rare Harkonnen beauty.
And being the only person he'll stop mid-cut through when you ask him not to hurt someone so badly, not to lose all sense of reason just because he's bored. It's that moment of hesitation that makes the Baron stop in shock and bewildered wonder, because his nephew will answer to no one. Yet, here you stand.
And you stand with him by choice? You don't run away as soon as you're given the chance, don't betray him or curse his name if there's a chance he'll be removed? Paul is shook 😐: that's literally his face lol
So when he goes to stand against him and challenge him on behalf of opposing Emperor Shaddam, don't think you're not in the young Atreide's line of sight now, because even though he plans on securing his position by taking the hand of Irulan, he'll be the Emperor, and he can bend the rules however they please him if there's something he wants to understand and take rightfully, away from the filth and bloodstained hands of your Feyd Rautha.
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^^ the guy's late reaction is too funny to me
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sebastianswallows · 19 days
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Feyd-Rautha — sad headcanons
— WARNINGS: angst, mentions of kidnapping, child molestation, mentions of Feyd's child by Margot (Marie Fenring), it's just dark and depressing I'm sorry
— A/N: @localravenclaw asked for headcanons yesterday, here you go girly, no returns. This is a hybrid of book and movie Feyd.
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His first memories are of ice floes on the black waters of Lankiveil, fitting together like the blocks inside his puzzle box. The wailing of sea creatures underneath the waves. Enormous weapons mounted on ships leaving harbour. The deep bell chimes that floated on the air, colouring it golden, splitting time in measured pieces like a great grandfather clock, from the temple of Ohashi.
He remembers playing in the sea foam. Duelling his playmates with driftwood they picked up in abandoned ships. Filling the nests of rock turtles with the pearls that rolled up on the shore. There were so many that they spilt between his fingers.
He remembers gathering stiff crystalline flowers which grew on the rock their castle sat on, but not what they were called...
And he remembers making his mother a necklace of blue spiral shells, with the help of her handmaids. He wonders now and then what became of it, and then he stops himself.
Childhood memories are too tainted with what came afterwards. With what cut it in two halves.
With the grim understanding, in hindsight, of what his uncle’s touches meant during his first days on Giedi Prime. Skinny little Feyd. Did your father never feed you? How pretty you are, just as he was as a boy. Did you fall and hurt yourself here? No? Are you sure? I can feel a little dent where one shouldn’t be, yes, yes, right between your bones.
They seemed like comforting caresses at the time.
It was always surface touches on the thin and tender canvas of his skin, dry kisses, fondlings with an almost anatomical curiosity to them, and always with rough laughter resounding in the halls.
Many years passed before he realised, through hints gathered here and there, that his uncle was diseased. Longer still to find out that it was a Bene Gesserit who did it. Sexually transmitted, requiring constant treatment, and the cause of his enormous bloat.
Many pieces fell into place in the puzzle box at the back of his mind then. Why his uncle never showed to him the same sort of close attention he showed to the slave boys. Why it was always those large fingers heavy with rings that traversed his body, and traitorously gentle kisses, and long lingering glances once he let Feyd go.
How strange he felt, after being brought up to hate the Bene Gesserits and fear them, when he became conscious of a sort of gratitude he owed the witch for protecting him, beyond the grave, from the worst of his uncle’s attentions.
He remembers the first time he fell sick on Giedi Prime. It was during his first month there, when his body couldn’t take the toxic fumes and the industrial meat. His body revolted, flushing with an allergic reaction.
And he remembers his uncle’s visits, a few of them. How he slipped his fat hand between his thighs to feel them shivering, sweaty with fever, and laughed. The doctors around his bed laughed too, not daring to do anything else. Even at the age of 11, Feyd thought there was something wrong about it, but he had nobody to turn to, nobody to ask. How stupid he feels now.
And then there was a time, a broad swath of his adolescence, when he was planning quite seriously to kill the Baron.
He had devised a naïve scheme involving one of those awful oil baths and a stone lid, and he allowed himself to fantasize that if some day, for some reason, a Bene Gesserit would come, she could help him gain control of all the slaves through mind tricks, like the witches were rumoured to do. And he could escape with her, hidden in the soft folds of her dress while, in his imagination, the palace was boiling with fear and revolution upon the Baron’s death.
He grew out of these childish fantasies at around age 15. Nobody was coming to help him.
It was then that he started taking the arena more seriously. Killing slaves felt good. Feeling warm blood on his hands felt good. And it felt good to be so close to a human body while someone else suffered. It filled something in him he never knew needed filling.
His first taste of spice was around this time too. His uncle deemed him ready. It tasted like cinnamon, but never the same after that. And the dreams…
The dreams that came true scared him. Fate predetermined, fate out of his reach. His hands around a dozen throats could not make him feel in control after that.
But the other dreams, the ones that never came to be, those took him beyond fear, beyond anger, to a pit inside his soul. Demons swirled around him, teasing, tormenting him with the way his life could never be.
Dreams of impossible futures are the ones he hates the most. Dreams where he is wed to an Atrides bride, where his son sits on the Imperial Throne, where their enemies are humbled, and absolute power brings peace.
Feyd wakes up still on Giedi Prime, still under his uncle’s fat thumb, still with his concubines to pacify him while his true destiny is nowhere in sight. And when he does dream of a Bene Gesserit, she is not there to kill his uncle or to help him escape. She’s there to use him.
And sometimes, Feyd dreams of a little girl with a sweet and simple name, with her hair in dark ringlets, and sullen eyes like his. She runs through blue and silver halls, she plays in a field of flowers, she breathes the salty sea air of a distant planet and meditates upon the cliffs. He dreams of never meeting her, and wakes up wondering why that troubles him so much.
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Feyd Rautha is a femboy by Harkonnen gender presentation standards. No I will not be elaborating.
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wanderer-is-love · 1 month
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I’ve decided to start getting more into coloring while drawing Chani from Dune part2!
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lady-phasma · 1 month
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Idk if you'd write this but maybe a Feyd Rautha oneshot which is angsty and has either an open ending or a sad ending? Probably with unrequited love from the reader's side and is only requited from him once it's too late? Maybe that makes him worse than he already is when he realizes he loved her all along and wasted all this time by hurting her? Idk, I'm new to this lol
Hi Anon! Thanks for the request! (And don't prevaricate with your requests in the future: you might be new to it but what you want to read in this fandom is important!)
Unfortunately, it doesn't fit with my headcanon for Feyd but here's what I'm going to do: I'm going to put this out onto this hellsite and maybe someone will be inspired and write that!
Also, since you're anon, I'm going to use this as a platform to write a bit about my Feyd headcanon and you can completely ignore it if you want.
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I read all kinds of Feyd fics and don't disagree with someone who wants to write about how he might love or fall in love. I have a problem with the way I personally interpret his character ever being remotely capable of feeling love. That's the kind of Feyd I want to write. It's neither the correct one nor the only one.
Because we're all using the same 20-ish minutes of film and some of us using parts of the first Dune book, we get to interpret Feyd pretty wildly. The more canon time we had with him the less ambiguous he would be. I love when we all get so rabid for someone we barely get to know.
There is something about characters whom I perceive to be immoral that fascinates me. I wouldn't want to be near him in real life, but would I listen to a podcast about his crimes or binge watch a documentary about his murders and charisma that convinced authorities he wasn't guilty? Sign me up!
He's pretty and Austin did an amazing job! But he's very much a psycho.
I want people to write what works for them and I hope someone writes something like you want to read. Hang in there anon, more fics are coming - it's only been about 18 days since the movie came out. 💜
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cloud3francois · 1 month
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Feyd-Rautha: A Fraud?
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Gurney Halleck headcanons
Explicit, 18 + only
Tagging: @captainpoopweinersoldier @placeinthemiddleofnowhere @rnlaing @daddysofmyuniverse @you-fxcking-wish-bish @queerlittleidiot @peterfrauchen
He's terrified of hurting you, even by accident, so he'll always go slow and steady with you.
Gurney talks a lot during sex. It's not always coherent but even so it's romantic. Sometimes he'll just murmur about how you feel, other times he's reciting a jumbled mess of stanzas from his favorite poems. After the first couple of times it happens you realize he's not even aware that he's doing it.
Consent king
He loves spooning you, his arm around you and kissing your neck. And he'll just as happily be spooned by you.
Definitely has a competence kink
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chalametluvrz · 2 months
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dating timothee chalamet
timothee x afab!reader (mainly gn! expect on nsfw bits)
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towards the start of the relationship, i think he'd be pretty anxious
he'd often find himself messing around with his hands a lot on dates
or stumbling over his words a little too much with a small giggle
if you've ever seen old interviews of him when he was younger. you know the ones where he gets all shy and giggly? that's exactly how i envision him to be with you
after some time, that's slowly replaced with his hyperactive ass
and let me tell you, boy never shuts the fuck up that's not a bad thing
because of his schedule, he rarely gets to see you in person
so whenever he does, he just has so much to tell you and so much to talk about that he just ends up coming out with a cluster-fuck of words
he always tries to facetime you at least a couple times a week
and let me tell you, the call will always start with him saying 'oh, i missed your pretty face' or 'seeing you has made my day'
boy is madly in love
and even though he hasn't said it yet, it's fairly obvious he's not hiding anything
he's the kind of person to want to keep your relationship on the down low
because if you're also famous, he wouldn't want to cause any issues or drama through tabloids
and if you aren't, he'd feel awful dragging you into the world of hollywood
eventually though, as most celeb relationships do, you got found out
someone caught you out on your 6 months anniversary
and that was it; twitter was going mental
timothee soon figured out that he probably had to say something
but honestly, he was kind of relieved he didn't have to hide you anymore
the morning you two woke up and saw yourselves going viral on twitter, there was a bit of a mad scramble between the two of you
before eventually, timothee chilled out
'but now i don't need to hide we're together, anymore. i can let the world know you're mine.' he'd say to your confusion at his relaxed state
cute but also now all of timmy's fans are stalking your instagram
cooking meals together!!!
i have a feeling timothee's love languages are more tailored towards physical touch and acts of service tell me im wrong
so cooking together is such a beautiful thing for him
as much as timothee loves taking you out, i think he'd much prefer to cook a fancy pasta dish together with wine over that any day
he also strikes me as a cosy movie date guy
but honestly, it more than likely turns into something else
don't fight me on his, he's a horny guy
like bro would get a hard-on just snuggling with you
when you first started dating, he'd get all shy about it
he'd apologise frantically and his face would be redder than ever
after dating for some time, he'd be less phased
unless you showed and expressed discomfort with it of course
after the shock of you dating slowly weaved out of the fans
timothee would definitely start posting you on his instagram
he just needed the world to know how obsessed he is with you
arguments are rare
extremely rare
they usually only happen when timothee is stressed
feelings get heated and you end up making some snippy comments at each other before one of you gets up and leaves the room
after you've both had time to cool down, you're both mature enough to talk it out and apologise for whatever each of you or one of you has done
communication is a big thing for timmy, so i think arguments are heavily avoided because he encourages you to come to him about anything
any concerns, rants and problems you have, he wants to know
he's a flirter, let me tell you that thankfully not with others
always dazzling you with compliments
you're in the crowd at a press tour? he's staring, smirking and winking at you the whole time
you're supporting him whilst he's on set? the man can't take his eyes off you and is coming to hold you the second the shot is taken
you're on facetime? every odd sentence is him saying some suggestive comment or simply how stunning you are
the man cannot get enough of you
going back to the horny thing...
he has a high sex drive
there's absolutely no doubt about it
he is a giver!!! the man aims to please!!!
could eat you out for days
i've already made a headcanon about him eating you out so i will be brief BUT!!!
he's messy!!! the wetter the better!!!
will overstimulate you with hid tongue any day
and then make sure you cum on his cock as well
you know what they say about tall, skinny boys? wink wink
i'd say he's a good 7 inches, 7 1/2 at a push
he knows how to please you, and he's eager to learn what makes you tick
even though he's mainly a dom, i can see him being a sub at times
only on rare assurances though
being his date to things like the met gala, oscars etc
after being open about your relationship, he couldn't wait to take you everywhere and anywhere with him
loves it when you wear his clothes
but i feel like all boys do?
especially when he's away, opening up a facetime call to see you sat there in one of his t-shirts. he actually thinks his heart might implode.
this boy will actually love you with his whole heart
the cutest, softest and proudest boyfriend around fr
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mutsubaki · 22 days
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Now, let's talk about "you fought well, Atreides".
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Yes, Feyd-Rautha enjoys the fight. He enjoys the volence. But he is acutely aware of the fact that he is on the Arena. He's a gladiator - Baron put him here for his own entertainment. On a gladiator's arena, one might be a beast, and another one might be a warrior, but both of them face death; the game is rigged to Feyd-Rautha win, but he still could've died.
This gives us a look into Feyd-Rautha's particular kind of madness: he's cruel, he enjoys the acts of violence, but he's not arrogant to assume he'll always land on top. He understands the hierarchy of power very well. It is shown in his behavior in the Emperor's court: he doesn't get himself involved into a battle he can't win, just observes.
And we know who taught him well.
At the Arena, he shares a short, perverted moment of tenderness with his victim - because it could've been him. The fight was rigged against them both: of course Baron expected him to win like this, without a shield, because Feyd-Rautha was put into the Arena in front of millions of his fanatics. When gift is not a gift?
Nothing about this is honorable. You didn't stand a chance, but you fought well, Atreides.
But the second time we hear this, everything changed.
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Baron is dead. For a fleeting moment, Feyd-Rautha is Baron. There is no game within a game. Nobody forces him to step up as a champion. The goal is clear - protect the emperor. Neither fremen or sardaucar will interrupt them.
Finally, he can have his honorable and true fight.
He doesn't kill Paul, while he lays on the floor, because that move would be almost constdered a sucker punch.
And Paul wins the right way. It could've been either of them, but now it's Feyd's choice.
"You fought well, Arteides", and I am grateful for that.
I wonder if Paul catches this gratitude.
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yandere-wishes · 6 days
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Hey guys could you give me some feedback on the new fic I wrote?
I love you, it's running my life.
Let me know if you liked the writing style, the length, the aesthetic, etc. Or if there's something you didn't like. I want to see if I should make more fics in this style in the future.
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ghostgirl101 · 1 month
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So I watched Dune Part II, great stuff, amazingly cinematic; hear me out...
Fanfic requests for Paul and the psycho Harkonnen? 😀
like I really want to write some stuff about Paul and his destiny being the reader and how his dark rise to power makes him more of a brooding/possessive/obsessive character and lover instead of a more lost and gentle one like the first movie-
Edit... and here we are 🙃 ↴
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a-door-to-somewhere · 2 months
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I've only seen half of dune but if I don't get an extremely unserious tgirl!Paul AU right now I will be forced to start skimming the wikis so I can shittly write my own
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tsaomengde · 2 months
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The Villeneuve Dune(s) can be broadly interpreted as one of the two possible futures Paul sees in the original novel
Spoilers below for Dune Part Two. (And for the original novel, but that's been out since the 60s.)
He had seen two main branchings along the way ahead--in one he confronted an evil old Baron and said: "Hello, Grandfather." The thought of that path and what lay along it sickened him.
The other path held long patches of grey obscurity except for peaks of violence. He had seen a warrior religion there, a fire spreading across the universe with the Atreides green and black banner waving at the head of fanatic legions drunk on spice liquor. Gurney Halleck and a few others of his father's men--a pitiful few--were among them, all marked by the hawk symbol from the shrine of his father's skull.
"I can't go that way," he muttered. "That's what the old witches of your schools really want."
Obviously the Doylist explanation for why there are differences in the new films is that the original book is 60+ years old and has certain elements no longer in cultural vogue that were adapted out or altered to better fit modern sensibilities, and I'm all for that. But I did find it interesting that there is an explicit moment at the end of Part 2 where Paul confronts the Baron, utters the "Hello, Grandfather," line, and kills him.
This isn't necessarily because there is any one choice that Paul makes throughout the course of the two movies that leads here instead of to the jihad. In point of fact, most of the changes that drive him here are caused by choices made in the adaptations of the films.
The causal chain that leads to Paul undertaking the spice agony is his failure to predict the attack on Sietch Tabr, rather than his failure to predict Gurney's attack on Jessica; this is, of course, necessitated by the omission of the Harkonnen scheme in part 1 to impair Thufir's Mentat efficiency and potentially drive a wedge between Leto and Jessica by framing Jessica as the traitor. The final push that causes him to make the decision is, of course, the vision he experiences of an alternate future in which he didn't have to kill Jamis, with Jamis counseling him to climb as high as possible before the hunt so he can see as far as possible. (In other words, he ignores Stilgar's advice of not listening to the djinn.)
Similarly, his killing of the Baron is necessitated by the adaptational choice to keep Alia as a fetus so the audience doesn't have to deal with a two-year-old talking like an adult and killing the Baron, which they probably did because it would have been distracting.
However, I might argue that a Watsonian explanation for the film omitting the two-year time-jump lies specifically with Paul's decision to explicitly disavow the prophecy when Jessica undergoes the spice agony, and to explain to the Fremen that her survival is because of her Bene Gesserit training. He then attempts to secure his position with the Fremen through secular deeds, rather than letting Jessica carve a place for them with the BG prophesy.
This disagreement between the two of them causes her in turn to take a more active approach in cultivating Paul's status as Lisan al-Gaib, which accelerates the timeline of the Fremen being ready to submit to him. In turn, Paul focusing more strongly on guerrilla war against the Harkonnens accelerates the timeline of Feyd-Rautha being put in charge of Arrakis and cracking down hard in the north, leading to the aforementioned crisis point of Sietch Tabr being attacked without Paul's foreknowledge.
Notably, while we do see the shrine of Leto's skull in the film, we only see it in a vision; there is no moment in the movie where Paul explicitly finds his father's remains and enshrines them. Hence, going from a strict interpretation of the film's "text," this is not the future in which the legions are marked by the shrine, because the shrine doesn't exist. It is the other future. The compression of time means that Paul and Chani's relationship is much newer and more fragile and doesn't survive the strain of his apotheosis, and that's what sickens him most.
Of course, the "Hello, Grandfather" path also leads to the jihad, because Paul's tragedy is that his very existence was always going to lead to it, regardless of what he chose to do.
And Paul saw how futile were any efforts of his to change any smallest bit of this. He had thought to oppose the jihad within himself, but the jihad would be. His legions would rage out from Arrakis even without him. They needed only the legend he already had become. He had shown them the way, given them mastery even over the Guild which must have the spice to exist.
Obviously none of this passes explicit, close scrutiny, and is more of a fun "if you squint and look at it a certain way it kind of makes sense." I expect that the line was put in as a nod to the original book, no more or less, but making up head-canons like this is fun for me and if even one other person finds it edifying then I consider sharing it time well spent!
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fragileheartbeats · 9 days
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⌗ 𝘛𝘊 𝘏𝘊 ⁝ 𝘊𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 ( ♡ )
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Timothée always remembers the little things - like how you take your coffee or your favorite flower, surprising you with them just to brighten your day.
He's an expert at giving warm, comforting hugs that seem to melt all your worries away.
Whenever he sees something that reminds him of you, he can't help but buy it, accumulating little tokens of love.
He writes small, heartfelt notes and hides them in places for you to find, each one making your heart flutter.
Timothée loves planning surprise dates, tailored perfectly to things that you enjoy, showing how much he pays attention to your likes and dislikes.
He's always the first one to apologize after an argument, not because he thinks you're right, but because your happiness means more to him than his pride.
Timothée listens intently whenever you speak, making you feel heard and understood, his green eyes reflecting genuine interest.
When you're feeling down, he's there with your favorite movie and snacks, ready for a cozy night in.
Timothée has a playlist for every mood of yours, and knows exactly when to play which song to lift your spirits.
He loves holding hands, interlocking fingers with yours, making you feel safe and connected.
Timothée creates a photo album of your moments together, captioning each picture with a sweet or funny memory.
He supports your dreams unconditionally, encouraging you to pursue what makes you happiest.
Timothée makes you feel safe and loved with his constant, unwavering loyalty and kindness.
He values deep, meaningful conversations under the stars, sharing dreams, fears, and everything in between.
He always knows how to make you laugh, even on your gloomiest days, with his quirky humor and lighthearted antics.
Whenever he talks about the future, it's always "we" and "us," making you feel included and loved.
He always makes sure to kiss you goodnight and good morning, starting and ending each day with a gesture of love.
Timothée sends you good morning and goodnight texts without fail, ensuring he's the first and last thing on your mind each day.
He loves cuddling, especially on lazy mornings, making it hard for you to get out of bed.
Timothée warms up the bed for you on cold nights, making sure you're comfortable and cozy.
He leaves voicemails saying he misses you or just to say "I love you," giving you something to treasure when you're apart.
Timothée learns and cooks your favorite dishes, striving to make them just right, filling the house with delicious smells.
He's always gently pushing you out of your comfort zone, helping you grow and experience new things.
You catch him staring at you with such adoration when he thinks you're not looking, his green eyes shining.
Timothée has a special nickname for you, one that he uses with such tenderness it always brings a smile to your face.
He's always interested in your day, listening intently and engaging in every detail you share.
Timothée holds you close during thunderstorms, making you feel protected and cherished.
On your anniversary, he makes a point to recreate your first date, adding a twist that makes it even more special.
He surprises you with a small, thoughtful gift on random days, just because he loves seeing your reaction.
Timothée supports your dreams unconditionally, even if it means making sacrifices on his part.
He takes time to learn about and engage in your hobbies, even if they're not his usual interests.
Timothée looks into your eyes with such adoration, making you feel like the only person in the world.
Your comfort is his priority; he'll lend you his jacket without a second thought if you're cold.
Timothée creates a playlist of songs that are significant to your relationship, each track telling a part of your story.
He whispers sweet nothings in your ear, sending shivers down your spine and making your heart flutter.
Timothée always makes sure you get home safely, showing his care and concern for your wellbeing.
He plans trips to places he knows you've always wanted to visit, making dreams come true.
Timothée has this habit of whispering "I love you" in your ear at the most unexpected moments.
He's not afraid to show his vulnerability with you, sharing his fears and dreams openly.
Whenever you achieve something, no matter how small, he celebrates it as if it were his own achievement.
Timothée creates a cozy space at his place for you, making sure you always feel welcome and at home.
He is patient with you, understanding that everyone has their flaws and loving you all the more for yours.
Timothée makes a habit of saying "I love you" in different languages, making each declaration of love unique and romantic.
He teaches you new things, whether it's a skill he has or interesting facts he knows, enriching your life.
Timothée keeps a journal of your relationship, documenting thoughts, feelings, and memorable moments.
He insists on taking selfies together, wanting to capture every moment with you.
Timothée makes you feel loved and cherished every single day, in countless little ways.
He's your biggest advocate, always encouraging you to believe in yourself as much as he believes in you.
And finally, no matter how busy he is, Timothée always makes time for you, showing that you are his priority.
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@ 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 . 𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒, 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠.
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thekirbishow · 1 month
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ruin me
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