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yandere-fics · 2 months

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♡ Their Omega Darling Is Stalking Them ♡

♡ She's never really had an omega really take interest in her since her teen years before she developed a very harsh reputation, it just isn't worth it for most omega's so it's even more peculiar to see a maid omega stalking her and stealing items from her bedroom when you have far more to lose. Of course she's going to use this against you to get you to be her omega but for the time being she'll allow you to continue to do this until she enters her rut and has to find you and corner you whether you happen to be. ♡

♡ Just like with a normal stalker it is a bit annoying having someone constantly following her except this is just far more irritating since it's a fellow omega who smells so sweet, she smells tart and not at all how an omega should smell but you smell so good and you're into her too which only makes your smell sweeter and therefore enemies constantly are smelling you as a weak point and trying to attack you, she's just very upset you won't just walk with her instead of stalking behind, it would make it a lot easier to protect you plus she's pretty much already decided you are her omega even if she herself is an omega. She'll scent plenty of things for you even if you can't exactly build a proper nest while traveling. ♡

♡ Of course you're stalking her, such a freak but you're her freak so she doesn't really mind you following her around, it's only natural you'd want to follow n apex alpha plus it's so fun to watch you get all embarrassed in the fake dating contract and once the relationship because real she likes to tease you even more by forcing you to be even closer to her just to see how close to exploding you look. She does make sure you have plenty of scented items available and her knot is ALWAYS available to you, she needs to relieve some stress anyways. ♡

♡ She doesn't know what she could have done to earn this but she loves it. Perhaps her sunflower simmply realizes she is the only alpha who even comes remotely close to deserving you but you're too embarrassed to ask her, not to worry she will sweep you away to her manor where your every need will be fulfilled, she is so very happy you chose her as the alpha you want to protect and dote on you, she'd be upset if you had deemed another alpha worthy. She is a bit confused on why you'd want her scent in your nest but she is at her shy omega's beck and call so she'll give you what you need. ♡

♡ She doesn't like it to be frank. You're her lady which means you're not supposed to be following her aggressively, she's supposed to be following you aggressively, how did this dynamic get reversed? Sure she doesn't mind you taking the lead every once in awhile but for the majority of time she's supposed to be in charge, please quit following her already and just be a good omega and come to her for all your wants and needs before she feels the urge to lock you in her chambers until you finally understand she's the stalker(She doesn't really think of herself as a stalker but you get the point.) not you. ♡

♡ It's very weird how you follow her around her territory but never actually approach her, she wants to give you space to get used to the dragon who snatched you up but you seem to like her. She can't decide if she should keep waiting and hoping you'll actually approach one of these days or if she should approach or maybe this is a game and you want her to chase you and mate you but you don't run when she starts walking towards you, you only shake a bit and smell a bit aroused, she really can't figure out what was up with the stalking but either way she's happy to take up whatever invitation you were putting out. ♡

♡ She can smell an omega was all over her tower which is super cute, perhaps you can be her new girlfriend for the time being since you smell so sweet and you've been taking her items so you must want herr, very well she'll indulge. But then she locks eyes with you once and realizes you're the omega who keeps invading her tower and now she's bothered you didn't stay in the tower, you must have seen her first and had the love at first sight so why didn't you introduce yourself, well whatever the reason it's love at first sight so she's very happy with your stalking, she'll use her items as incentives to do more experiments with her. ♡

#yandere oc #yandere lesbian #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere asks #yandere scenarios #my oc abigail #my oc theanna #my oc elisha #my oc pauline #my oc raphael #my oc ainsley #my oc veronia

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fandomtrxsh19 · 3 months

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WHAT I, AS A THEATRE MAJOR, THINK THE BG3 COMPANIONS FAVORITE MUSICALS ARE

Lae'zel: Addams Family

What seems like a serious and dark exterior hide a funny and charming center is the perfect show for Lae'zel. At first glance, she's like Wednesday. When we meet her, she's prickly, judgmental and focused. But, the more we get to know her, we see that she's loyal and sarcastic. I could totally see her singing Pulled after meeting Shadowheart.

Astarion: Chicago. 100& Chicago

A show about a vaudeville star who commits murder and, along with her prison bestie, tries to get into the spotlight of the newspapers that's a satire on the criminal justice system and the media is right up our favorite vampire's alley. Not only is Cell Block Tango his anthem, but I could definitely see him singing "Roxie". Shout out to Caberet though, since I think Astarion's true anthem is that of "Mein Herr"

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Gale: A mix of Avenue Q and Company

Instead of a B.A in English, I could totally imagine Gale singing about a B.A in Magic.

"What do you do with a B.A. in Magic, What is my life going to be?"

Behind all the laughs, he would appreciate the story of a fresh college grad trying to go through life after graduation.

Gale has a sense of humor. We all know that, but that's not all to our favorite wizard. I could totally imagine Gale singing "Being Alive". Out of the companions, I feel like he's the Bobbie of the group. Idk why though. Ig Vibes?

Karlach: RENT, Spring Awakening and/or Shucked

Rock and rebellious in nature, shows like RENT and Spring Awakening are about people who are in the shadows of society and the troubles they face from those in the spotlight. Songs like Totally Fucked, The Bitch of Living, La Vie Boheme, and One Song Glory show off the classic barbarian rage and rebelliousness that Karlach has due to her past. But, she isnt all angst. Nope. Songs like La Vie Boheme, Today 4 U, Independently Owned, and Woman of the World show off her positive and in the now attitude. Also, Shucked is hillarious and I feel like all those corny jokes are right up Mama K's alley.

Wyll: Classics (My Fairy Lady, Carousel, etc)

From what I know about the Blade of Frontiers, he's a kind hearted and helpful soul. But underneath, is hiding a dark secret. Like these classic Rodgers and Hammerstein Shows, a lot of people focus on what he gives out into the world. But, underneath the spectacle often lies a dark story. (i.e Oklahoma)

Shadowheart: Hadestown

In a lot of ways, Shadowheart is a lot like Eurydice. They're independent, headstrong, and somewhat reserved. A lyric that I think describes Shadowheart is "All I've ever known is how to hold my own". Ever since she lost her memories, she's been very determined to complete her mission. I feel like the song "Flowers" is sort of an anthem for her. If you think of another show that might fit God's favorite princess better, feel free to add on!

"Is anybody listening? I open my mouth and nothing comes out Nothing, nothing gonna wake me now"

Minthara: Sweeney Todd

Well, the only way to get Minthara to your party is through murder and this is THE show that comes to mind when you think about murder sooooooooooooooo

I don't know enough about Jaheira and Minsc, and I cant think of anything for Halsin, so if anyone wants to add on, feel free to.

#bg3 #astarion #gale of waterdeep #karlach cliffgate #wyll ravengard #shadowheart #minthara #Youtube

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areinca · 23 days

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because why not, here is the most likely diegetic language every cabaret (1998) song is in

and yes not all of these songs are technically diegetic but cmon

anyway

Willkommen: German, French, and English, but as likely most of the Kit Kat Klub’s visitors are from Germany the spoken bits not translated twice are probably German.

So What - We can assume English, as based on both Cliff and Fraulein Schneider’s dialogue in the spoken scene it is implied they are both speaking in English (Schneider appears to not understand all of his words and speaks brokenly at times).

Don’t Tell Mama - Mostly English; the word “bitte” is kept in German, and is rhyming with “please, sir,” so it would make most sense if the rest of the song was in English. This would mean that the Kit Kat Girls (apart from Texas) are singing phonetically, which does not have to do with diegetic languages but is interesting to me.

Mein Herr - English and German. Again, it would make most sense that the English parts are English and the German parts are German.

Perfectly Marvelous - English. Cliff and Sally’s native language is English.

Two Ladies - German. There are no German words in the song that could imply otherwise and German is the native language of everybody singing (and the majority of those watching as well).

It Couldn’t Please Me More - German. Schultz and Schneider’s native language is German.

Tomorrow Belongs To Me - German, due to the song’s nationalistic nature.

Maybe This Time - English, as it is Sally’s internal monologue and her native language is English.

Money - See Two Ladies.

Married - Despite the fact that there is a part of the song translated into German, I think the rest of the song is also dietetically in German. It would make the most sense due to the reasons also for It Couldn’t Please Me More, and the intimacy adds to that. This is the one exception to “if there are multiple languages, there are dietetically multiple languages” thesis I’ve been following.

Tomorrow Belongs to Me (Reprise) - See Tomorrow Belongs to Me.

Married (Reprise) - See It Couldn’t Please Me More.

If You Could See Her - The sung part is German, see reasons for Tomorrow Belongs to Me and Two Ladies. However, the spoken part with some double translation (German to French to English) and single translation (German to English) indicates that at least a small portion of the spoken part (that isn’t these translations) is dietetically in English.

What Would You Do - We can assume English with this one too, as Sally reacts to Schneider’s words and seems to have understood what she just said. Sally does not understand German, as she reveals in the scene before Perfectly Marvelous.

I Don’t Care Much - See Tomorrow Belongs to Me.

Cabaret - This is the one I’m least sure about. Sally is singing it, so we might think English. However, now definitely the vast majority of the audience is German and wanting to hear German songs. At the same time though, Sally doesn’t understand German, and she definitely knows what she’s singing. She is also marketed as “a talented young lady from England,” so I’m going to go with English for this one.

Finale - See Willkommen.

#cabaret #cabaret musical #cabaret emcee #sally bowles #cliff bradshaw #fraulein schneider #herr schultz #cabaret 1998 #musicals #musical theatre #broadway musicals #theatre kid #help I am not normal #hyperfixation #musical theatre analysis #cabaret at the kit kat club #cabaret on Broadway #i’m normal u guys

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whatisthismandoinghere · 11 days

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For the drabbles prompt:

"Kill Me" - After Hogan is caught outside the wire on one of his solo missions, Klink is forced to choose between killing Hogan or being shot himself, with the implication that Hogan will be shot either way. So Klink regrettably kills him, but only because he knows his prisoners need him.

I am happy to announce that I have finally finished a request!! For you my dear friend <3 I'd also like to thank you and everyone else who has requested things for their patience as I very slowly wade my way through them all lol but without further ado!!

"Herr Kommandant! Major Hochstetter... he- he caught Colonel Hogan... outside the wire."

They were words that Klink had been dreading to hear and that day had finally come. They echoed loudly in his mind over and over as he desperately tried to think of what to do, what to say, but nothing came.

"Kommandant?" Schultz gently spoke again, snapping Klink back to reality. "What are we going to do?"

Klink stared at Schultz for a moment, realizing how tired and sad he looked. He knew the sergeant was a good man, and he only wanted the best for the prisoners and for this terrible war to be over. But he couldn't give him any hope, for Klink couldn't find any himself.

"I honestly don't know, Schultz," Klink finally answered. "I don't know if there's anything we can do."

"But there must be something."

There had to be, Schultz just knew it. Things couldn't end like this. Hogan couldn't... he just couldn't... Schultz couldn't even being himself to think the word.

Die.

Schultz shuddered a little then turned to face Klink again, hoping against hope that he would be able to do something.

"Send them in," Klink said tiredly. "Maybe we can make this up as we go along."

Schultz nodded then turned to open the door to Klink's office, hoping his commanding officer was as good at winging it as Colonel Hogan was.

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"Colonel Klink," Hochstetter growled menacingly as he entered the office. He radiated confidence and pride with every step he took, fully basking in the glory of the capture of his greatest rival, Colonel Hogan of the USAAF.

Klink could hardly stand Hochstetter's attitude. It made him feel sick to his stomach, but he could not let him know that. He tried to put on a brave face and puffed out his chest, but he felt so deflated on the inside.

"Major Hochstetter," Klink answered, trying to keep his voice steady and making the choice to stand up behind his desk, hoping the fact he was taller than the major would help boost his own confidence. "What brings you here at this ungodly hour?"

"I'm so glad you asked," Hochstetter answered sinisterly as he reached his hand back and dragged Hogan forward. "Missing any prisoners lately?"

Klink looked at Hogan for a moment, noticing that Hochstetter had already had some fun. Hogan's clothes were rumpled and torn. Civilian clothes. There was blood running down the side of his face. A dark bruise was starting to form on his cheek and his hands were tied behind his back. The longer Klink looked, the worse the situation seemed to become.

"Major-" Klink began.

"Let me stop you right there, Colonel. You know the rules just as well as I do. I caught Hogan in civilian clothes, which means he is no longer protected by the Geneva Convention. A pity really."

A twisted smile crossed Hochstetter’s face as he nonchalantly pulled out his pistol and admired the gleam of it in the light of Klink's office.

"I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation, Major-"

"Like what? Are you trying to cover for him? Or maybe trying to cover for your disloyalty to the Fatherland?"

"That's not what I said. If you'd only let me finish-"

"I'm tired of talking Kommandant," Hochstetter said through clenched teeth. "There's only one way for this to end."

Hochstetter paused for a moment, then held his pistol out to Klink.

"And why don't you do the honors?"

Klink's eyes went wide as Hochstetter's words sunk in, and he nearly stumbled back into his chair.

"Unless of course, you'd like to join Colonel Hogan?" Hochstetter couldn't help but smirk at his ingenuity.

"Herr Kommandant," Schultz whispered, his hand resting on his heart. He tried to say more, but the words just weren't coming out.

Hogan just felt... numb. Everything that had happened had been a blur, from his initial capture to now, standing here in Klink's office. He was grateful this had been a solo mission though. He couldn't bear to see any of his men meet this fate.

But when Hochstetter had basically threatened to kill Klink if he didn't kill Hogan, he was suddenly paying very close attention. He honestly couldn't say what he'd rather Klink choose. On one hand, if Klink died what would happen to his men? Would they end up with a vicious kommandant that would treat them worse than any of them could have imagined? How would they fare? Could they keep the operation going?

Would they make it out of Stalag 13 alive?

On the other hand, Hogan wasn't quite sure how he felt about... well, dying. Sure, it had always been a possibility, but now it was actually happening. He didn't necessarily want to go out this way, but if his last act would be protecting his men in a way, so be it. He'd be more than happy to do so.

Klink was also fighting an inner battle. How could he bring himself to shoot one of his own prisoners? Especially one that he interacted with daily? He didn't think he could do it.

But then he also had to think of his other prisoners. What would happen to them if he was killed? Would they be treated well?

Klink had finally come to a decision, regrettable as it was.

"Very well, Major," Klink said. "Let us go outside and get this over with."

Klink calmly took the pistol from an incredulous Hochstetter and gently pushed Hogan in front of him, taking the opportunity to whisper in the American colonel's ear and attempt to explain himself.

"I'm sorry, Hogan. I truly am." Klink tried to speak as fast as he could, knowing Hochstetters's shock at his decision wouldn't last forever. "I do not wish to do this. But the other prisoners... I simply cannot risk them falling into the hands of Major Hochstetter or somebody worse, if that's even possible."

Klink braced himself for how Hogan would react. Not that Hogan was a selfish man, far from it. But given the stress of the situation and how uncharacteristically quiet he had been in the office, Klink didn't quite know what to expect.

"I was thinking the same thing," Hogan answered quietly. "I respect your decision, Colonel. Just... just make sure you don't miss," he finished with a half hearted chuckle.

"Hogan..." Klink began.

"There's nothing more to say, Klink. I hold nothing against you. Let's just get this over with, yeah?"

Hogan turned to face the door, but paused for a moment and turned around to face Klink once again.

"Take care of my men. Make sure they don't meet the same fate as me. Please. They have to make it home."

"Of course," was all Klink could manage.

Not that he had much time to say more, for Hochstetter came barging in not soon after.

"What are we standing around here for?" he shouted. "Let us not waste any more time."

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It was a grim scene at Stalag 13.

Hogan, a helpless standing target.

Klink, the reluctant killer-to-be.

Schultz, crying silently at Hogan’s fate.

And Hochstetter, all too happy to see all of these events unfold.

After all, it was to be the major's crowning moment. A capture he had been waiting what felt like a lifetime for. And on top of it all, he had been able to force Klink to be the one to pull the trigger.

Would Hochstetter have liked to be that man? Sure. Killing Hogan would be a great pleasure. But to have the kommandant do it, especially considering the two interacted daily and Klink was opposed to such violence, now that was even better.

Klink fiddled with the gun for a moment, making sure it was loaded, trying to stall for time. But in the end he knew it was useless. Hochstetter's voice soon confirmed that.

"What are you waiting for, Klink? Have you changed your mind and decided to join Hogan? Because I can happily arrange that," Hochstetter called out impatiently. He was getting tired of waiting.

"That will not be necessary," Klink answered tiredly, raising the pistol and aiming right at Hogan's heart.

Schultz couldn't bear to watch, so he turned away as tears continued to stream down his face. He knew why Klink was doing what he was doing, but he didn't know if he would ever be able to look at his commanding officer the same way ever again.

Hogan silently nodded at Klink, trying to reassure him that it was all going to be okay. Trying to assure him that he should not feel guilty, although he knew he would. Trying to assure him that Hochstter would not win in the end.

Klink nodded in return, but he knew this moment would haunt him for the rest of his life. There was no happy ending here. Only death, pain, and sorrow.

Klink took a deep breath and finally pulled the trigger.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion, and after what felt like an eternity the bullet finally struck Hogan. He stumbled backward a bit, before falling to his knees. Blood seeped from his chest and stained his white shirt. Then he finally collapsed and hit the dirt.

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That was always when Klink woke up, tangled up in his sheets and drenched in sweat. It was a recurring nightmare for him, although the victim wasn't always Hogan. Sometimes it was Newkirk, sometimes it was even young innocent Carter. But the ending was always the same, and it always left him feeling hopeless and even more resentful of the monster controlling his country. He was just grateful that he hadn't actually had to kill a prisoner. Although the fact they were only dreams wasn't much comfort.

He knew about Hogan's operation. And he knew that Hogan and his men were usually careful. But he couldn't help but think of the what ifs, which always seemed to manifest themselves into twisted nightmares that haunted Klink's sleep.

That was just proof of how high the stakes were in this war though, and while Klink was definitely proud to be helping Hogan, his men, and the Allies, he wished his mind would find better outlets for his anxiety.

"This cursed war is going to be the end of me," Klink grumbled as he sat up, glancing at the clock which read 0200.

But despite all this he couldn't say he regretted anything. He didn't regret Hogan gathering the courage to tell him about his operation. He didn't regret Hogan and his men asking for his help. He didn't regret saying yes.

Because this cause was worth fighting for. His country was worth fighting for. The fate of Europe and the world as a whole was worth fighting for.

And that was of great comfort to him.

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"Morning Kommandant," Hogan sloppily saluted as he walked into Klink's office.

"Good morning Colonel Hogan," Klink smiled. He was genuinely happy to see the man considering his nightmare from the night before.

"Long night? You look-"

"Exhausted? Defeated?"

"Well... yeah."

Klink remained silent for a moment, flashes of the nightmare playing through his head. "Let us just say that I did not sleep well."

Hogan recognized that look, that blank stare. He also had been in this war long enough to know what "I just didn't sleep well" meant. He also knew better than to outright ask about it, but he decided to offer his support anyway.

He traced the wood on Klink's desk, trying to choose his next words carefully. He didn't want to seem like he was prying, but he also wanted to seem genuine.

"If you ever need to vent, I'm here. I'm just a typical POW. I don't do much," Hogan smirked.

Klink couldn't help but chuckle. "Now we both know that is a lie."

"It was worth a shot." Hogan stood and started to leave the room but paused in the doorway. "I mean it though. I offer the same open door policy to my men. And since you're part of the team now... it applies to you too."

"Thank you, Hogan. I appreciate it. Perhaps I shall take you up on that offer another time. All this paperwork you know..." Klink trailed off and ended with a weak chuckle.

Klink knew it was a weak excuse, and so did Hogan. But Hogan also knew how to take a hint and decided to drop the subject for now. Klink would talk if or when he was ready.

"Well I'll let you get to it. It's a shame they're keeping the Iron Eagle cooped up with such menial tasks."

"Dismissed, Colonel Hogan."

"Too far? Yeah, I suppose you're right," Hogan joked, but then he took on a more serious note. "I meant everything I said though, Klink. If you ever need to talk, I'm here to listen."

Hogan finished with a nod and a somewhat awkward smile then finally left the room, leaving Klink alone with his thoughts.

Klink appreciated the gesture, he really did. But he wasn't sure if he'd ever be able to open up about those nightmares. It was unnerving to see what his mind could come up with at times, but it helped to know he had true friends that wanted to help him.

He had a lot of progress to make, he knew that, but for now that small comfort was enough. He just hoped it'd get him through this bloody war.

#gosh i haven't posted anything substantial in such a long time #hogan's heroes #my writing

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