In 1942, 26 years old Laura Huszt is on the run, from her abusive boyfriend, who's a Hungarian recruit in the German Waffen-SS. As she 's stumbling through the night in hopes of never seeing him again, Laura meets a dangerously handsome man. Little does she know, that, even though she might have escaped a monster, she's now running directly into the arms of the devil.
This is a Hans Landa x Original Female Character fanfiction.
The character of Hans Landa strictly belongs to Quentin Tarantino.
All other characters mentioned in the story belong to me.
This fanfic doesn't include any other character from the movie Inglourious Basterds and focuses more on delivering a period drama.
I do not support, nor agree with national socialist ideas.
I do not support, nor agree with any racist ideologies.
This story's sole purpose is entertainment.
TW: Alcohol, abuse, substance use, sexual content, explicit sexual content, thoughts and mentions of self harm, death, graphic violence, blood, violence, strong language
18+ STRICTLY
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"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.