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lafemmenikitalfn · 4 months
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cozywriting · 2 years
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Love, from Nantucket
It is post-World War II, and the Nazi regime has fallen. Officiated war veteran and former S.S Hans Landa is living free from persecution as a local detective on Nantucket Island. Life suddenly takes a turn when Hans intertwines with a familiar face and conflicts arise when faced with the message: You can never thoroughly escape your past.
A character study centered on Tarantino's rounded, complex villain, Hans Landa.
“Wouldn’t you rather know if there are any Jews hiding under our feet?”
“No, because it’s you I wish to know about."
Pairing: Hans Landa x oc
Genre: Romance & Drama
Part I: Au Revoir
Chapters 1 & 2 available:
AO3 
Wattpad
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alexsnerdycorner · 7 months
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Carry on My Wayward Daughter - Chapter 5
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mimeparadox · 11 months
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Apropos to my last Nikita post: I really want to write--or see that someone else has written--a post about how that series deals with names--perhaps one tying it back to other versions of the Nikita story, and maybe Person of Interest, who does its own interesting thing with it.
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planetstarclaw · 1 year
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Coming soon (next month) my La Femme Nikita high school/university AU has just past 56,000 words. 
Say what? How? Who is this person that writes novel length fanfic?
Not the mention the fanmix that I’m cleaning up and the digital art that an artist assigned to my story is creating. 
I’m very excited. I’m in the middle of last minute edits. I should know my posting date the first week of April.
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fluffmugger · 2 years
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There is absolutely nothing in life than can prepare you for the sight of Renfield Turnbull as a Section One operative
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mermaidinthecity · 1 year
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T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F. Last Friday night, yeah, we danced on tabletops and we took too many shots. Think we kissed, but I forgot. Last Friday night, yeah, we maxed our credit cards and got kicked out of the bar so we hit the boulevard. Last Friday night, we went streaking in the park. Skinny dipping in the dark. Then had a ménage à trois. Last Friday night, yeah, I think we broke the law. Always say we're gonna stop op, oh woah. But this Friday night, do it all again.
Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.) by Katy Perry
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bgmoth · 1 year
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you know, sometimes I miss my old fandoms. and by old I mean OLD, like the pre-new-internet ones, the ones that were already on decline because of the show being cancelled way before the new SM-shaped internet took over the majority of dedicated fandom spaces. 
I miss the vibe, and the energy, and the people, and I hate the fact that there will probably never be another space where I’d be able to discuss at length why TR still absolutely rocks and is the only hetero ship that has stayed with me for... damn, more than 20 years now. 
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stuntmonkey967 · 2 years
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#CapChronicles #354 Shoutout to the farmers working late nights this harvest. Gf found this gem in her grandma's basement. Small world? . . . #Harvest #LFN #Farming #mnwx #johndeere #Minnesota #cornfed #homegrown (at Mankato, Minnesota) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjuEtzwDcba/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ladyflava · 2 years
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Good Morning From LadyFlava #goodmorning #happysaturday #imfearless #imfocused #imready … #letsdothis #lf #lfn https://www.instagram.com/p/CfgtehDL2Ec/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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lafemmenikitalfn · 4 months
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cozywriting · 2 years
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Love, from Nantucket
An upcoming Inglourious Basterds fanfiction.
All characters and world setting elements belong to Quentin Tarantino and are credited as such. 
I do not own anything else unless stated otherwise.
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Hans Landa x oc
A Hans Landa character study.
It is post-World War II, and the Nazi regime has fallen. Officiated war veteran and former SS, Hans Landa is living quieter as a local detective on Nantucket Island. Life suddenly turns when Hans intertwines with a familiar face and must understand that you can never fully run from your past.
“Wouldn’t you rather know if there are any Jews hiding under our feet?”
“No, because it’s you I wish to know about.”
He dreamt of her again. 
Waves crashed at her feet, splashing the hem of her dress. Her eyes were ponds of blue, the coolness radiating the emerald glow in his. The sand was warm and soft. The rhythm of her laughter echoed across the beach. He moved closer, hoping to feel her this time. These were his favorite moments in his new life. She existed this way only in his dreams, and it was the only place he allowed himself to be vulnerable. 
It was always her, after all.
Every step he took, her figure began to fade. Slowly, then all together she vanished into the breeze. 
He was alone, once again.
Hans awoke with a gasp, covered in sweat. His ears perked at the clashing of high-tide waves outside his window. He quickly wiped a hand over his moist face, looking up at the ticking clock. 
4:17 a.m. 
He paid very little attention to another blonde stirring from under the covers next to him. 
“Hans? What’re you doin’…” She mumbled, clearly dazed from her sleep cycle.
Hans annoyingly stared down at her dozing form momentarily before sliding away the covers. Walking towards his closet, he slipped on some slacks and a buttoned-down shirt. 
He decided he would kick her out later. 
Hans walked down the stairs of his two-bedroom townhome and turned to open the guest bathroom. Since his days as an SS officer, people have proudly regarded him as a war hero. He swam in popularity and praise amongst the community. Still, he lived a quieter life on the island and was offered a work position for Nantucket’s local detective agency. 
He blamed his pride and squished the ounce of thought that knew it was the only way to hold onto the shell of his former life. 
The light flickered on with a switch, and he eyed his pale reflection before splashing cool water over his face. He was practically unrecognizable. Long gone were the years of his clean-shaven face. He now sported a dark beard but kept it well-trimmed. His sandy brown hair was styled a bit longer these days, and the tips of his bangs did the job on covering his most warranted scar. 
It was the talk of the town once he first arrived, his head wrapped up in layers of gauze. Somehow the local rumor mill created a distorted tale that it was a group of Nazi men to blame for viciously branding him. Though, this proved to be quite effective in garnering sympathy amongst the women he routinely bedded.
Hans always loved rumors. 
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alexsnerdycorner · 7 months
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Carry On my Wayward Daughter Chapter 4
Chapter 4: Madeline is up!
Reminder that the first two chapters deal with rape and the aftermath of rape. If you are uncomfortable with this, you do not need to read them to understand the story.
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cavia-amor · 2 years
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E si la Filtro Grande es cambia de clima?
Persones no cambia sua mentes. Los mera mori. E si nos viva tro longa, e la planeta va es matada ante nos (como un spesie) cambia?
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acecroft · 1 month
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me shopping for more black clothes
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