Feyd Rautha Is A Femboy By Harkonnen Gender Presentation Standards. No I Will Not Be Elaborating.

Most people seem to forget that the fire breathing horse seen at wwwy fest was found in both the mcr mosh pit and the paramore mosh pit.

face reveal if anyone was wondering

Northern River Terrapin (Batagur baska), male, family Geoemydidae, found in South and SE Asia

CRITICALLY ENDANGERED.

photograph by Rupert Kainradl

Since Paul came back from the brink of death, it's only fair Feyd gets a chance, too.

We got options

Worm piss

Ghola zombie

Worm piss

Wrote a little thing based on these tags:

'Nothing is ever mine.' - A frequent refrain.

Not the throne, not Rome, not the titles, not the jewels, not the glory, not even her love.

It had been his idea, after all, though he doesn't remember it, he was certain the idea came from him. Geta took credit for it, just like he did with most things. But it had been his, just like she should have been- or he should have been her's- no-

The sword was cool to the touch and the scent of the flower petals was sweet. It was hot, the Roman sun shining like the smile on her face when she looked at Geta; he didn't even get a smile-

A large hand clamped down on his golden cuff. Rage burned hot but quickly dissipated; the hand was too tan and worn to be Geta- Tegula, that was it-

"Caesar".

A deep voice in his ear, and suddenly his feet are stumbling as he catches his balance.

"It should be me"

This time, his own voice, and all that white hot rage and a black aching sadness fills him again and he finds himself lurching forward. The clang of the sword rings out as it slips from his grip and even Tegula's strength can't keep his free hand from swiping out, connecting with the rich fabric of his brother's robes. Yanking and pulling at the cloth, nails digging into the embroidery, he hears Geta's voice:

"Let go"

Geta is hissing in his ear and now there's another hand on him, pale and bejewelled. There's too much touch but not the right kind-

It's as if he's a spectator, watching the mirror of him, himself but something is off, not quite right- is that him? He's watching himself pulling away, straightening up and turning to Mummy- no, it can't be him, Mummy never-

"Caesar"

Tegula, again. He's back in himself, watching Geta smooth out his robes. But his own feet are kicking now, except it's no use, Tegula has him now and it's out of the room, into the airy hall and away.

He won't remember swinging the blade come morning, nor will he remember the angry tears he shed or the look of pity on Mummy's face. But he knows. He knows.

[Foaming at the mouth while gripping you by the shoulders] You don't understand. Chani leaving at the end was about so much more than the romance. It outlined the entire point of the story. Chani in the film STANDS for the POINT Herbert was trying to make. About how wrong Pauls actions really were, about how religion was being utilised as a tool of political power, about how her own people were turned into tools of invaders. Chani is the voice of reason in this film and she leaves. She just leaves. She wants nothing to do with what Paul has become. Do you understand.

Monica Piloni - Sacrifice.

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Do you think Felix paid for Oliver's top surgery?

i like it when trans women exist. i think there should be more trans women