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Corrupted by Design CH 5 | Feyd-Rautha x Reader

After generations of pillaging and destroying their ecosystem, you are assigned by the Emperor to work on with the Harkonnens to improve their planet’s agriculture as Imperial Ecologist. However, Giedi Prime is far from welcoming, and you must fight to survive the horrors you endure at the hands of the Harkonnens. When you catch the eye of the Baron’s youngest nephew, and most prized possession, you step into a world complicated by politics and revenge.

Tags: Unbeta’d, AFAB Reader, multiple OCs, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, enemy to friends to lovers/enemy lovers, slow burn, fake science, blood, violence, gore, body horror, cannibalism, uncle/nephew incest (implied), eventual smut, etc.

A/N: I’ve never read the books, so this is a combination of the Villeneuve films, the Dune Wiki, and a heavy dose of just making shit up lol. I try my best to make Reader as nondescript as possible, but there are mentions of having periods and body hair in later chapters. As a warning up front, this will not have a Happily Ever After ending, but maybe more like Happy For Now?

Please mind the tags; this is very dark, but that comes with the territory.

Chapter Five: White Poison

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“He is staring again.”

You did not need to turn to see who. “Pretend he’s not there.”

“It is distracting .” 

“Then come here and busy your hands.”

Rho huffed, but complied. Crouching beside you, she offered up her open palms and let you drop the collected samples into her hands. 

You inspected her out of the corner of your eye as she stuffed the inkvine and pilingitam samples into her satchel—her dark gaze still on the unwanted party standing only a few paces away.

The sun overhead bleached all color from the hands that dug into the soil. Sweat dripped down your face as you and your workers toiled in a small plot of land, your sun blocking glasses slipping down your nose from the effort. 

How Rho and the other Gammuen were able to work in this blinding heat was a mystery. Even looking up at the cloudless sky was impossible, its sunlight coming from all directions. The barren land was several kilometers from the fortress, but looked to be from another planet. Monochrome covered the world in an otherworldly blanket. The mouth-covering cloth you wore to subdue the smell did almost nothing, the polluted and sour air making your lip curl.

After the Atreides fell, the fortress was a flurry of activity. Slaves whispered at every corner, guards moved from one post to the next, the Harkonnen Court was in endless meetings, and the Baron was noticeably absent. In its hunger for power, it was evident that the House will eat and destroy anything in its path to achieve absolute victory. 

The good House has fallen, and fear was its replacement. 

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