#Omar ulmer

[milandsk]

would anyone be interested in inglorious basterds x reader fanfic ?

i want to write but i don't know about who 😭😭

[warpedhound]

Some more Inglourious Dogs!

Andy Kagan - Silken Windhound

Gerold Hirschberg - American Staffordshire Terrier

Omar Ulmer - American English Coonhound

Smithson Utivich - Chinook

Hugo Stiglitz - Hanover Hound

[uranniumgirls]

Donny: Alright... who's hungry? Omar, raises his hand: Donny: Alright, we only have Archie's beans from his bag- Omar: Oh hell nah, I may be hungry but there is no way I'm eating that puta's beans. No way in hell.

[stargiirl27]

talk to me about inglourious basterds ask me questions i will absolutely answer honestly

[g3rmtonium]

Archie: WHERE’S ALDO?!

Donny: Where’s Waldo??

Omar: Oh, Aldo’s on a tractor

Donny: Oh he said Aldo, sorry, I can’t understand British accents

Omar: He said Aldo clearly though??

[averagewriter-inthedark]

Thank you so much for writing for Inglorious Basterds! Your writing truly makes my day 💙

Thank you so so much !🥹 I’m so happy you like them, I hope I do more works for them because I enjoy writing for those characters!

[pedroam-bang]

Inglourious Basterds (2009)

[ao3feed-harleyquinn]

60MS: Testosterone Boys and Harlequin Girls

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/ITiSoDn by EFIL4NAMXOV It was supposed to be a simple rescue mission. Then Harley showed up. Words: 1514, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Inglourious Basterds (2009), DCU (Comics), BioShock Infinite Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Aldo Raine, Harley Quinn, Donny Donowitz, Omar Ulmer, Hugo Stiglitz, Archie Hicox, Gerold Hirschberg Additional Tags: Characters setting and plot decided at random, Written in an Hour read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/ITiSoDn

[rurivu]

I love bastard's soooo much!!!!🛐

Bonus:Hans and Aldo dynamic

[bitacoradecine]

[averagewriter-inthedark]

Being a nurse & part of the Basterds | IB headcanon

Link to my IB masterlist

I ain’t having my mans Wicki & Stiglitz dying in that damn basement.

Being a nurse and member of the Basterds would look like:

First and foremost, all the guys are VERY protective of you. I’m talking if someone so much as breath’s wrong in your direction, they would no longer be breathing five seconds later. Most of them see you as a little/older sister and therefore would do anything to make sure nothing happened to you. For the ones who have feelings a little more on the ‘more than friends’ level, they would sacrifice themselves to save you if it came down to it. They’re all well aware you can pretty much kick anyones ass if you tried, but they still feel like they should be the one’s doing the ass kicking.

Aldo recruited you in his initial work of gathering the team. He needed to make sure that if someone went down or needed to be checked then a professional was there. You had been top of your nursing class, working the up ranks of the Army Nurses Corps that by the time Aldo offered you the position you were already a Captain. There was an automatic respect, not just because you technically outranked the boys, but because you were a hard worker, caring, badass, and didn’t take shit from anyone. Aldo could still remember the first meeting you two had in which he left the room thinking, “Them Nazi fucks ain’t ready for a woman like that.”

Of course your main job was to provide medical expertise for the guys. Not only did you tend to their wounds, but you also educated them for emergencies in case too many of them got hurt or you were at camp while some went into town. Wicki and Smitty were the ones who were most interested in learning. “You need to stop the bleeding first—are you watching?—good, then you clean it before disinfecting until finally you dress the wound.” Donny would sit and watch you teach for the hell of it, but never partake which greatly annoyed you. “Donny, what’re you going to do if it’s just you and I’m not there to help save your ass?” *shrugs* “Guess I’m fucked.”

As a member of the Basterds, you were expected to gift Aldo 100 Nazi scalps. And you always paid your debts. It took almost a year for you to accomplish the goal since you often stayed at the base camp. Once in a blue moon when they needed info out of a kraut, they’d haul his ass back to camp so you can do the honors. “Got a surprise for you, doll.” “How lovely for you boys to do such a thing.”

On the rare occasions you guys get to take a night off, you’ll wind up at a dance hall. It is obligation from there that you dance with every Basterd before the doors close for the evening. Donny is usually the first to drag you by the hand the second y’all arrive and from there you’ll either be passed to the next, or the sly basterds will cut in middle of the dance. It should also be mentioned that you’re the only person Hugo will dance with. The man will literally be approached by dames left and right, but simply gives them a look of ‘no thanks.’ Meanwhile all you have to do is bat your eyelashes and the Nazi killer is soft as a teddy bear.

God forbid you get hurt. The guys don’t know what the hell to do—save for Wicki and Smitty—so they’re cussing and yelling all around causing you more stress than you need. Eventually you’ll have enough and throw a roll of gauze at their heads to get them to shut the hell up. Wicki bans them from your tent while he works while Smitty provides you comfort. “Fuck how bad is it?” “The knife got you pretty deep, but it looks like it didn’t hit anything major. You’ll be in pain, but at least you’re alive.” You’ll then smirk and make some sly comment of, “well well, who taught you all that, doc?”

On top of being the nurse, you also take on the job of cutting the boys hair when it gets too long (Donny will also since mans is literally a barber) and inspecting their teeth. The scissors you had were for cutting gauze and stitches and shit, but you made the exception to give them hair cuts every few months. Thankfully you had family members who often came to you for hair cuts before the war, so you knew how to not fuck up there hair. And it was something the boys enjoyed because they got to sit one on one with you and relax. Sometimes it would even lull them to sleep.

When the team lost Micheal and Simon, you took it the hardest. After the ambush the guys hauled them back to you with hopes they’d make it. You did everything you could, using up the last of whatever materials you had to keep them alive but in the end their injuries were too much. When you knew there was nothing more you could do, one a time you took their hand and pressed a kiss to their forehead as they took their last breath. For days you stayed in your tent to cry from sunrise to sunset, usually with the rest of the guys taking turns to hold you.

In the beginning, you vowed you’d never let yourself get romantically involved with any of the basterds. This was both a professional and personal reason. Professional as you were their nurse (not to mention you outranked them), and personal as there was a war where everyday could be your last. The last thing you wanted was to fall in love and have to continue you on your own if something happened or vise versa. But the heart wants what it wants and it was no surprise when you eventually did strike up a relationship with one of them.

It wasn’t hard for the others to figure out who it was once they noticed the man (of your choosing) kept a close eye on you more than usually and would get jealous from time to time. Then on a mission where you were tasked to play a part of an unsuspecting French Nazi sympathizer to lure them to the Basterds, your lover was not forthcoming with letting you do it. “It is too dangerous, doll.” “Well that’s why I have you to protect me.”

When Operation Kino came to the team you were hesitant. Already you didn’t trust Von Hammersmark, but not because you didn’t doubt her loyalty to the allies. It was because you believed she wouldn’t put your team in harms way without realizing it. These were your men, your friends, your brothers, and then there was your lover. There was nothing you would not do to keep them safe. So when the shoot out sounded in the basement 20 minutes after Wicki and Hugo went in Donny had to basically tackle you to stop you from going down there. “Let me go, Donny!” “We don’t know if anyone’s alive yet—it could be a trap!”

After Aldo made the deal—to which the young Wilhelm met the end of Bridget Lugar, you guys recovered her, Wicki, Stiglitz, and Hicox and brought them to safety. All of them had been hit with at least 3 shots to various parts of their bodies so time was at the essence. Eventually y’all made it to a vet’s office where you immediately got to work on the four with the vet and Smitty assisting you in anyway he could. Heated and suspicious of Bridget, you refused to help her saying, “Get that bitch out of my face until you find out what the hell she’s up to.”

Luckily Wicki and Hugo —and even Hixoc though you were pissed at him for selling the team out, pulled through (which you probably would’ve went on a rampage if they didn’t). They needed to be cared for more and so you and Andy stayed at the makeshift infirmary you set up at the vet’s while the others went to complete Operation Kino. When Hirschberg came rushing back hours later covered in blood and frantic, “We gotta go!” you three helped your wounded basterds up and out of the place into some van Hirschberg had stolen.

When the war came to an end, thanks to your bunch of Nazi killing basterds, you walked hand in hand with your lover across the tarmac to go back home. The others met you with hugs and teasing remarks, but promises to keep in touch once you all went your separate ways. You weren’t sure what you’d do once you were back in the states. There was the option of staying an Army nurse, but part of you wanted something more. And with your brothers in arms and lover by your side, anything was possible.

[g3rmtonium]

I CAN’T WITH THE FIRST ONE 💀

[rainasstuff]

[cyarikah]

Good Shabbos everyone!

[cigarette-room]

[violentinblack]

totally legitimate Inglourious Basterds quotes (part 2)