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  • astranemus
    05.12.2021 - 38 minutes ago

    Dune OST - Paul's Dream

    #music#Dune OST#Paul's Dream #can't believe I haven't posted this already #Youtube
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  • mynameajebus
    05.12.2021 - 40 minutes ago

    yeah it’s not that dramatic just too tired to add the 30-45 grams of protein that would turn sprained ankle into walking ankle by today cause im too tired :)c

    #i got about 35 grams in this morning just gotta get other 15-20 in before i finish dune the move tonight iguess
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  • echowriters
    05.12.2021 - 43 minutes ago

    it’s been two days since i finished arcane and i genuinely believe that it’s my favourite thing that i’ve watched this year

    #i really enjoyed the last season of aot and i thought that it would be my fav #invincible dune and squid game were all fantastic BUT... #arcane just has this world that i'm absolutely in love with. it's so compelling to me and i love how it's written #the world feels lived in and REAL... the writing talent it takes to establish a setting like that is amazing #anyways this is like my 10th post telling u to watch arcane #wtf r u doing reading these tags when u should watch arcane instead #watch arcane!!!! #e.txt
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  • emrecaulfield
    05.12.2021 - 53 minutes ago

    “Dune” by Mike Wonnacott. 

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  • doctorjennifermelfi
    05.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    people were so mean about dune 1984 and for what. is it because they hate pugs

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  • cayrule
    05.12.2021 - 1 hour ago
    #mine#op #i haven't even seen dune
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  • ragpicker-and-poet
    05.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    The absence of a pug in the new Dune movie is unforgivable.

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  • thorsenmark
    05.12.2021 - 2 hours ago
    #Azimuth 337.70 #Black Canyon #Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park #Blue Skies #Blues Skies with Clouds #Canyon#Canyon Walls #Color Efex Pro #Colorado Great Sand Dunes & Black Canyon of the Gunnison #Cross Fissures View #Day 3 #DxO PhotoLab 3 Edited #Elk Range Area #Grizzly Ridge#Landscape #Landscape - Scenery #Looking Down a Canyon #Looking NNW#Nature#Nikon D850#No People#Outside#Partly Cloudy#Portfolio#Project365#Ridge#Ridgeline#Ridges#River Canyon#River Gorge
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  • nkp1981
    05.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Timothée Chalamet

    #timothée chalamet #call me by your name #little women#dune 2021 #the french dispatch
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  • sardei
    05.12.2021 - 2 hours ago

    I saw Dune yesterday and despite knowing next to nothing about it beyond 'there's a desert with bigass worms in it' it somehow was exactly what I expected (not a criticism, just an observation).

    Also I had no idea that thresher maws are literally an almost 1-for-1 ripoff of sandworms. Like, they even use thumpy-noise-makers to attract them.

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  • awardseasonblog
    05.12.2021 - 3 hours ago

    #AwardsSeasonTime: per la categoria #BestCostumeDesign tra i potenziali favoriti per la nomination agli #Oscar2022 dopo l'annuncio dei candidati dei primi riconoscimenti della critica americana si confermano in pole position: -#Spencer NOMINATIONS: Sunset Circle Award, Satellite Award, Hollywood Critics Association Award WINNERS: -- -#Dune NOMINATIONS: Sunset Circle Award, Satellite Award, Hollywood Critics Association Award WINNERS: -- Tra le new entry: -#Ilpoteredelcane NOMINATIONS: Sunset Circle Award, Satellite Award WINNERS: -- -#Belfast NOMINATIONS: British Independent Film Award, Satellite Award WINNERS: -- Per quanto riguarda il 5° nome la gara è aperta tra #TheTragedyofMacbeth (candidato ai Sunset Circle Awards), Cyrano (candidato ai Satellite Awards) e 3 nominati agli HCA Film Awards: #Cruella, House of Gucci, Last Night in Soho #AwardsSeason #OscarsRace #Oscars2022 #oscarspredictions #StagionedeiPremi #Miglioricostumi #Movies #Awards #Previsioni #Pronostici https://www.instagram.com/p/CXGwRLLMT-d/?utm_medium=tumblr

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  • theoretical-whore
    05.12.2021 - 3 hours ago

    The Final Act (Piter de Vries x f!Reader)

    Fandom: Dune 2021 Rating: PG-13 Contains: Death, blood, necromancy, childbirth Words: 2.5k Part three of Easing the Tension (read part one HERE and part two HERE!)

    A/N: and here we are! The final part! Including the death of Piter de Vries and the birth of their child! Sorry this took so long, but I hope yall enjoy!

    Anxiety bubbled in YN’s chest. This was…taking longer than Piter had told her it would. House Harkonnen had successfully usurped House Atreides’s new occupation of Arrakis. The Duke’s son and concubine had been killed, and the Duke himself was in the Baron’s custody, thanks to an informant. Piter had kissed her forehead and smoothed her hair, telling her that he simply had to bring the informant to the Baron. His hand soft on her heavily rounded belly, he assured her that he would be back soon. 

    YN considered insisting she accompany him, but she didn’t think she could look at the Baron. Not after what happened. 

    But Piter was taking an awfully long time to come back and now she was wishing she had. 

    Piter had forced her to rest, keeping her nearly bed bound as she waited out the last few days of her pregnancy, so her legs were a bit wobbly as she slipped out of bed, draping a robe over her body and toeing her slippers onto her feet. With soft footsteps, she left the bedroom she shared with her husband on the ship, sneaking past the pilots still in the cockpit, and padded her way down the ramp into the palace. 

    The palace was still crawling with Sardaukar, whom she knew would kill her without a moment’s hesitation, so she had to be quiet. Nearly four years of sneaking around as Piter’s wife had kept her light on her feet, as had her life before him. Her footsteps were soft, quiet pitter-patters as she snuck through the halls of the Arrakis palace. She still knew her way through the palace from her years of sneaking around, but hiding behind corners was much harder with her protruding belly. She checked the rooms, each chamber, looking for her husband, and with each spot that came up empty, the fear in her veins increased tenfold.

    Until she opened the door to the dining room and her heart sank to her feet.

    Bodies were littering the floor. YN felt tears in her eyes. She recognized some of these people. Members of House Harkonnen, lieutenants and aides, people she knew. She stepped into the room, and her slipper clad foot nudged against a body. She looked down, and felt her knees buckle. 

    The lifeless corpse of Piter de Vries was on the floor, unceremonious, his hands twisted, his face contorted in agony. His eyes were black, as if they had been burned from his skull, his mouth gaped like a gutted fish. He was rigid, even for a man with his posture. YN fell to her knees, a loud sob escaping her lips. She touched his face and shivered at the iciness of his skin. How long? How long had he been splayed out on the floor, tossed aside like a broken toy? YN’s vision was blurred with tears as she wailed, not caring if her sounds would bring the Sardaukar to her. She felt her baby kick, as if reacting to his mother’s anguish and his father’s demise. 

    She pulled her knees to her chest, her heart feeling as if it had been ripped out, swallowed by a sandworm, chewed up, and spit back out. She felt as if her whole world was ending, as if the sun had exploded and was consuming her whole. Her skin burned, but from what she wasn’t sure. All she knew was that she wanted to curl up and die beside her husband. But she couldn’t. She knew she couldn’t. Her arm wrapped around her belly as her baby continued to kick.

    “I know, sweet one,” she said through choked sobs. And there she sat, for who knows how long. Was it minutes? Hours? Even days? Time had stopped around her, days away from giving birth and curled up in a ball next to her husband’s corpse. 

    Her throat grew raw as she sobbed, trying to keep her eyes from drifting to her husband’s mangled and fearful face. So instead, they drifted around to the various bodies littering the floor, taking in their similar looks of terror, their last thought as they died. 

    And then something glinted in the light and caught her eye. With shaky arms, she crawled over to a body and produced a dagger from under his robes. The blade was long and sharp, and looked as if it could cut flesh easily. And for a brief moment, her mind was unclouded from the grief, and she remembered the power she held.

    She remembered the power she had witnessed her mother and grandmother using, the power that she was told the women of her lineage wielded. It wasn’t easy, it was strenuous, and in her current state of advanced pregnancy, it could cause complications. One hand gripping the hilt of the blade and the other resting on her belly, she weighed her options.

    And her baby kicked again, as if to tell her to get on with it.

    She smiled, wiping tears from her eyes. Her baby was a de Vries. He would surely have his father’s attitude.

    Crawling back to her husband, she wracked her brain for the correct words to say. “Ancestors, mothers of my mothers...please, aid me…” She rolled Piter over so he was flat on his back, wincing again at the sight of him, and resting his head on her lap. “Lend me our sacred power...leen mij onze heilige kracht…” She recognized the language leaving her lips, but she didn’t remember learning it. A warmth wrapped around her wrists and snaked between her fingers and across her palms, almost as if hands of beings unseen were touching her, guiding her. And, as if she’d done it a thousand times, she knew what to say. 

    “Ik offer dit offer aan jou, mijn bloed…” She raised the knife to her left palm and, with the sharpened tip, dragged it across the soft flesh. “Het leven in mijn roodheid, laat het overgaan naar dit lichaam…” She repeated the process on her right palm, letting blood drip down her hands to splatter on the floor. A few drops spilled onto Piter’s cold skin, and YN could almost hear her warm blood sizzle as it touched him. “Moeders van mijn moeders, grootmoeders van mijn grootmoeders…ik smeek, ik smeek…” Her hands staining red, she cupped Piter’s face and leaned down, pressing her forehead to his. “Deze man is geliefd, hij is nodig. Zijn kind wordt binnenkort geboren.” She squeezed her eyes shut and visualized Piter waking up from death. She pictured his eyes returning to their beautiful color, his chest heaving with breath. That was the next step--to visualize it so clearly, so perfectly that nothing could go wrong. Her baby kicked again, but she tried to remain focused. “Breng hem terug, breng hem terug, breng hem terug…” Her eyes still squeezed shut, she took a deep breath and kissed his gaping mouth, breathing air into his lungs. 

    And the air was stolen from her by a deep gasp. 

    Piter blinked, the blackness receding from his eyes, his chest swelling with air and his cold fingers twitching into fists as his heart began to beat once more. YN scooted back to give her husband the space to get his bearings as he sat up, looking around in confusion until his eyes landed on his wife’s shaking form. “YN…?”


    “What are you doing here?” He asked, sounding as dignified as ever. “The Duke, he exhaled a gas, and…” He tenderly touched his own chest, nonexistent brow furrowing when he felt the beating of his heart in his ribcage. “Darling…how am I alive?”

    Tears began to pour down YN’s cheeks. “Piter, I’m sorry I kept it from you, I never wanted to use it. But you were taking so long to return to the ship, and I feared something had gone wrong. So I came here and I found you and…”

    “Shhhh…” Piter’s eerily sweet voice hushed, his large hands coming to rest on her cheeks. “My darling…I died. I felt the life leave my body, and yet here I am, blood flowing and lungs inflating.” He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. “What exactly are you capable of, my dear?”

    Her hands still shaking and stained with blood, she reached up and held her husband’s face. “The women in my family have powers…I…”

    He shushed her again. “Let’s hope then…” His hand travelled to rest on her belly. “That our child is born a girl, hm?”

    “Piter…” She flung her arms around her husband’s neck and embraced him tightly, letting out broken sob after broken sob. 

    He held his crying wife, hands gentle on her back. “Thank you, my darling. For saving me.” He felt tears welling up in his own eyes, but he refused to let them fall. 

    As far as anyone knew, he was dead. 

    He was free.

    He and YN were free.

    He helped her stand, her pregnancy making her wobbly. And then they both noticed the wetness on the floor. 

    And then YN gasped, doubling over and cradling her stomach. 

    “Darling?” Piter quickly cupped her face. “What’s wrong?”

    “I…” She hissed in pain. “The baby is coming.”

    Piter’s black eyes went wide. “Are…are you sure?”

    YN nodded. “Piter…”

    Piter swept YN into his arms, lifting her bridal style and swiftly making his way back to the ship. The Sardaukar seemed to have vacated, and Piter held his wife close to his chest as another contraction wracked her body.

    “My Lord and Lady de Vries!” One of the servant girls said in shock. “You’ve returned.”

    Piter gave a curt nod. “Take us to-“

    “-Tolvara,” YN interjected. “Take us to Tolvara.” Piter looked at her. Her home planet? Hissing in pain, she touched her husband’s cheek. “Trust me, my love.”

    Piter nodded, looking back to the servants. “Take us to Tolvara. Alert the pilots, and then make haste to our chamber. Lady de Vries will need assistance that I sadly cannot provide.”

    The servant girls nodded, darting off to tell the pilots where to go. Clearly they’d already figured that House Harkonnen had fallen. Piter carried YN to the bedroom they shared on the ship, setting her down gently on their bed. 

    “The ritual that I performed to revive you…must have put stress on my body. I wasn’t supposed to give birth for a few more days.”

    He shushed her, tracing her cheek with a metal clad finger. “It’s alright, my love. The servants will help you through it. And I will return to your side as soon as they permit me to.”

    Another contraction seized through YN’s body, making her wince as she reached for his hand. “Do you have to leave me? I…I just got you back.”

    He kissed her forehead which was starting to glisten with sweat. “And you will never lose me again, darling. This I swear. I will simply be right outside.” His hand gave a soft pat to her belly. “I’ll be outside, anxious to meet our child, my love.”

    The servant girls returned, bowing slightly to Piter as they rushed to YN’s side. “We will alert you when the child is born, Lord de Vries,” one of them said. 

    Piter nodded, placing a soft kiss to YN’s knuckles. “I’ll be outside. I love you.”

    “I love you too, Piter…”

    Piter wasn’t sure how long he waited in the hall for. Was it minutes? Hours? Days? He didn’t know. All he knew is that in the time between him closing the door to their chamber and now, they had landed safely on his wife’s distant home planet. He periodically placed his hand on his chest, feeling his own steady heartbeat, still amazed by what his wife had done. He paced back and forth, his heavy platforms thumping against the floor. 

    He heard her screaming and he had to squeeze his eyes shut. She was in pain, of course she was. Childbirth was a painful process. He wanted to go to her, to hold her hand and comfort her like a good husband, but the midwives had assured him it was best if he was not in the room. Too much stress on the mother, they had said. He didn’t see how that could possibly be true, but for once, he respected someone else’s knowledge over his own. Just this once. 

    Her screaming brought back flashbacks, hideous flashbacks that he tried to push from his mind. She wasn’t in danger. He knew she wasn’t. And this would be over soon. 

    He wasn’t sure when the screaming stopped, he was so lost in his thoughts. But then the servant girls exited the room. 

    “Both mother and child are healthy, my Lord de Vries. You may be with them now.” They bowed and scurried off. 

    Piter entered the room quickly, and felt his chest tighten at the sight he saw. YN was sitting upright in bed, fresh linens on the bed and an open robe around her. In her arms was a bundle of white blankets, and her eyes were sparkling. She looked up at him. “Piter…”

    He rushed to her side, sitting on the bed beside her and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “My darling…” He looked down at the face of the newborn in her arms. And he felt something flutter in his chest.

    “We have a son, Piter.”

    Piter felt his heart swell with pride. He had a son. He was a father. He raised a finger to the small boy’s face, watching as a tiny hand shot out and wrapped around his finger. The boy’s eyes were large and dark, almost black. 

    “Does he…”

    “Have your eyes?” YN smiled. “He does, darling. He looks just like you.”

    Was he blinking back tears? This was the happiest he’d been since…ever. “What…” He cleared his throat, trying to rid himself of the lump within. “What will we name him?”

    “I don’t know,” she said softly. “Do you have any ideas?”

    Piter couldn’t take his eyes away from where his son held onto his finger. “Aydenn,” he said. 

    YN looked at her husband, and then down at their son. “Aydenn it is.”

    “We’ve landed on Tolvara, darling. What are we doing here?”

    “Tolvara is distant, far away from the Emperor’s reign. Even if they find out you’re alive, no one will ever look for us here. No one knows I’m from here but you. We’ll be safe here. To raise our son.”

    Safe? Piter had never known safety. But safety, with his wife and son, somewhere where no one would ever think to look for them…

    He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “What of the ship? And the pilots? The servants?”

    “This ship will decay. The servants are sworn to serve you. And the pilots…I’ll let you take care of them. Please, Piter. We’ll be safe here.”

    He nodded. “Of course, my love. We’ll raise Aydenn here, in safety. Away from everything.”

    It would be difficult, to adjust to a new life in peace. But with his wife and son at his side…

    There was nowhere Piter would rather be.

    #piter de vries #piter de vries x reader #dune 2021 #dune 2021 fanfiction
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  • warrickmacnicol
    05.12.2021 - 3 hours ago

    SPARTAN WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPS A race I had no business been part of! After 3 crazy months of work with minimal training and 1x 7km run in 4 weeks before the event, 3 days of vomiting and no eating leading up to the event and having never done one of these things before... i was way out my normal comfortable pre race vibes! But @spartanarabia you did not dissapoint! It was brutal, it was tough and most of all... it was humbling! There are not many races where I get to the half way point (after racing conservativly) and wonder how the hell I am going to get to the finish line! Well this was that race! Massive thanks to my team mates @wildracing_ar for the suport and for pushing me to do this race. A huge shout out to each of them for finishing too! @dub.ventures first ever race @lukenolan for killing the course @phillipjameselder for smashing the agegroup race in the heat But most of all... @ivko_fitness for her incredible 10th place in the womens race! #whereswok #theadventurouslifeof #livethelifeyoulove #motivation #inspire #motivate #adventure #spartan #running #explore #outdoors #travel #run #hike #trailrunning #trailrun #escape #sand #dunes #mydubai @suuntogcc https://www.instagram.com/p/CXGv-kRJkgE/?utm_medium=tumblr

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  • lonelywarder
    05.12.2021 - 3 hours ago

    I realize that humans cannot bear very much reality. Most lives are a flight from selfhood. Most prefer the truths of the stable. You stick your heads into the stanchions and munch contentedly until you die. Others use you for their purposes. Not once do you live outside the stable to lift your head and be your own creature.

    Children of Dune / Frank Herbert

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  • machineelfgenocide
    05.12.2021 - 3 hours ago

    Paul Atreides

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  • captainadwen
    05.12.2021 - 4 hours ago

    try 2 at reading dune. after getting so used to more limited povs, the whole omniscient narrator with the frequent telling of what characters are thinking is still odd

    #im also nearly done with the two towers #finallllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy #i have Thoughts #also regarding dune im not sure how to rank it on my 'the book is sexist' scale #i dont think its precisely sexist inasmuch as that the society in the novel is very much divided along gender lines #but there is something to be said about how the gender lines for women are still to be a mom and such #that is very sexist #anyway #i already feel eh about the movie but #i do think the necessary limited pov that comes with a visual media not telling us what characters are thinking is nice #to be fair the movie wasnt bad #it just was kinda eh
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  • okarosa
    05.12.2021 - 5 hours ago

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  • okarosa
    05.12.2021 - 5 hours ago

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  • silfrvarg
    05.12.2021 - 6 hours ago

    More than a year late I FINALLY got to see Dune and now I'm already impatient for part 2 because fiiiiinally an adaption that matches the tone of the books!!

    #dune #i'm so glad part 2 is out next year and fingers crossed they get to do messiah as part 3 like planned
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