#donny donowitz x oc

[pvtjxker]

A proper lady.

Donny Donowitz x OC

Written with the help of @saltynametag !

Warnings: none! Just a bit of tention :) (and a fascist perv)

English is not my first language (I'm from pizza country) so have pity of me q-q

Gif by me! <3

Mariangela was in disbelief.

They made her come down all the way for her dear Apennines and abandon her beloved brigade, put her on a train full of fascists for two full days and made her walk for four more, only for her to end up in Bumfuck Nowhere, France. And for what?

To join a platoon of disorganized degenerates, infiltrating swanky Nazi parties for intel?

Not exactly what she pictured when she got the letter from the US army... “fight the Nazi forces”, yeah right.

At least they didn’t touch her explosives, still safely tucked away in her suitcase. She looked at her reflection in the mirror; an expensive dress, silk maybe? Fuck if she knew, it was a gift, courtesy of the American government. She touched the delicate necklace hanging from her strong peasant neck, grimacing at the scars on her hands and face. She struggled with the eyebrow pencil, carefully drawing where her brows had been singed.

Everyone would know; these fancy things didn’t belong to her.

A knock on the door startled her,

“Y’done in ‘ere, miss?”, Aldo was growing impatient.

Mariangela tried fixing the smudge on her forehead, “Not yet.”

“Women...”

She recognized the other voice, shouting back, “Shut the fuck up, Omar!”

“I’m-a sorry, bella principessa, take-a all-a da time-a you need-a!”

In the few days they’d worked together, he’d latched onto her accent as a source of mockery. She sighed, smoothing out the burned ends of her hair and grabbed her purse, making sure her little Lugher was wedged between her compact and forged papers.

As she stepped out, Aldo let out a low whistle,

“Boys”, he gestured dramatically, “our lovely Miss Rah-vee-nah.”

The Basterds chuckled. She wasn’t so easily flattered,

“I look like shit.”

“Language, missy”, Aldo scolded, “S’a fancy party full-a fancy wiener eatin’ schnitzels and yer a proper lil’ lady, understand?”

She. would. rather. Die.

She opened her mouth to tell Aldo to fuck off, like the proper lady she was, when her eyes fell on Donny...

Oh Donny...

Her forbidden fruit...

As if he wasn’t handsome enough in army green or that goddawful wife beater...

But, God... did he look good in a suit.

Aldo’s gruff voice snapped her out of her daydream,

“Ev’ryone good on the plan?”

Donny nodded, a curl coming loose from his slicked back hair, “Me, you ‘n’ Omar work for Mari. Hugo ‘n’ Wicki are Gesta-fucks and Smitty stays back with the rest, case shit hits the fan.”

Mari nodded, distracted by that damn curl on his forehead when he offered her his arm,

“M’lady”, he said playfully.

She giggled like an idiot, “M’lord...”

“Questi crucchi non hanno proprio gusto...”

These Krauts have no taste at all...

Mariangela muttered under her breath as she took a sip of what the waiter called “champagne”... piss water, more like.

Her arm was still looped with Donny’s, trying to keep her cool and pass him off as her date. Looped was perhaps a generous way of describing it; her nails were dug into the fabric of his suit, making him wince,

“Watch it, my arm’s still attached, y’know...”

She jumped and smoothed his sleeve out, “Sorry... I’m nervous.”

“Really? I couldn’t tell”, he joked.

His playful demeanour put her at ease, and she even managed to crack a small smile, despite her dress nearly choking the life out of her. Who was in charge of tailoring, anyway? Had they ever met a woman? She took another sip of piss water and caught a glimpse of Hugo, who wasn’t any better off than she was. He looked like he was seconds away from ripping the clothes off his back and fighting everyone in his birthday suit. And honestly? She wouldn’t blame him. Flitting through the crowd of fascist, covering for Omar and Aldo’s terrible excuse for Italian accents, smiling...

She was going insane.

At the very least, it was all going smoothly.

“Mi dicono che lei è italiana, sì?”

They told me you were Italian, right?

A man, in a carefully pressed fascist uniform with hair as shiny as his boots, caught Mariangela’s arm.

Shit.

He smiled and it made her skin crawl. Be polite. Be polite.

“Certamente! Pensavamo di essere i soli...”

Certainly! We thought we were the only ones!

The man wrapped his nicotine-stained fingers around her wrist, bringing her hand up to his chapped lips. Donny stiffened beside her, squaring his shoulders. The man introduced himself,

“Galeazzo Marchi”, he paused to kiss her hand again, “piacere di conosorela.”

Galeazzo Marchi. Pleasure to meet you.

Aldo and Omar shifted uncomfortably behind them, as Galeazzo rubbed his thumb over Mari’s knuckles. She sent a panicked look Donny’s way; his nostrils were flared, his muscles tense, eyes wide and angry... if looks could kill...

“E il signore...”, he gestured to Donny dismissively, “chi dovrebbe essere?”

And this man... who is he meant to be?

She blinked.

Fuck.

Donny looked pissed. Omar was sweating bullets and she could feel Aldo’s eyes burning a hole in the back of her head, she could practically hear what he was thinking, “fuck’s going on over there?!”

They were meant to be tourists. Just rich tourists, they hadn’t worked out any other details... she blurted out the first thing that came to mind,

“Il mio fidanzato.”

He’s my fiancé.

“Oh, capisco…”

Oh, I understand…

He answered.

He smiled with the smile of someone who doesn’t actually care. He wasn’t going to give up.

“Posso offrirle da bere?”

Can I offer you a drink?

He said, taking a glass of piss water from the silver tray of a fancy dressed waiter and handed it to her.

She was about to take it, more than anything out of pity towards the man, but Donny was faster, and handed her his own glass, still full.

“Com’é gentile, da parte sua…”

How kind of him…

Galeazzo looked bitter.

Donny smiled at his reaction.

Mari took the glass and took a sip, trying to release the tention.

She took a glance of Donny, who was staring down at the man with a glare of challenge. Like if he was daring him to do something she still was unaware of.

“Quindi…fidanzati, giusto?”

So…engaged, right?

“Sí! Da quasi due anni, ormai.”

Yeah! For almost two years now.

The man smirked. She didn’t like it.

“E…vi amate molto?”

And…do you love each other?

Mariangela was about to burst, but decided to stay silent for the sake of the mission.

“Sa, stavo pensando che una coppia bella come la vostra sarebbe un vero piacere da ammirare…”

“You know, I was thinking that a beautiful couple like yours would be a real pleasure to admire...”

That was the last straw.

Mari replied, contemptuous, with a raging blush on her cheeks for the embarassment.

“Non ho idea di quello che lei sta cercando di fare, camerata, ma la risposta é e sarà no!”

I have no idea what you are trying to do, camerata, but the answer is and will be no!

The man smiled, as his hand grapped her wrist.

Tightly.

“Non sono il tipo di uomo a cui si dice no.“

I’m not the type of man you say no to.

A weak metallic sound.

The loading of a gun.

She looked down and saw a tiny Walther P38 in Donny’s hand, pointing straight at the man’s belly.

Mari looked back at the man, reacting with a smil at the look of terror Galeazzo had on his face.

“Un po’…territoriale, il suo uomo.”

Your man is a bit…territorial.

“Non é il tipo di uomo a cui si dice no.”

He’s not the type of man you say no to.

Galeazzo turned pale white.

Donny pointed at the restroom’s door with the gun with a friendly smile, grabbing the man’s shoulder tightly and dragging him in.

As soon as he walked in, she walked towards Aldo and Omar.

“What’s goin’ on, why did he go there?-”

“Don’t, Aldo, it's too long to explain.”

A few moments later, Donny walked out, looking unbothered.

“What happened? What did you do to him?”

“Don’t worry ‘bout it, doll.” He replied, adjusting his suit.

Doll.

He called her "doll".

Well, there’s always a first time, I guess.

She wrapped her arm around his, as soon as he offered it to her to take, her cheeks burning.

“What matters now is that he’s not gonna be a bother anymore. Anyway, are you alright? Did he hurt you?”

She took a glance at her wrist, but not even a tiny scratch was there.

“No, don’t worry.”

“I do worry, actually. I’m glad you’re not hurt. I would have killed him…”

Aldo walked towards them, hissing to their ears. “Can you try not to get in a mess for five seconds? I swear if-”

A deep voice interrupted him from behind him.

“We got what we needed. Let’s get outta here.”

It was Wicky, followed by a pissed off Hugo.

“Wenn ich in fünf Sekunden nicht aus hier komme, drohe ich ein Massaker zu begehen.”

If I don't get out of here within five seconds I risk committing a massacre.

Hugo complained, quickly interrupted by Wilhelm, who stepped on his foot.

“Halt die Fresse! Wenn sie uns jetzt finden, geht alles schief!”

Shut up, goddamnit! If they find us now everything will be ruined.

Hugo flinched, but went quiet.

“Well then, I guess we don't have much time before that creep wakes up and comes out of the bathroom looking for me and Donny. We gotta move.”

They all started to walk towards the exit.

“What did that guy ask you for reacting like that?”

Omar asked. Donny shrugged. “I dunno, they spoke italian the whole time. What did he tell you?”

Donny asked to Mari. She stiffened, slightly tightening the grip on his arm for the embarassment, her cheeks turning red again.

“Nothing, keep walking.”

It didn't take them long to return to their base, an abandoned shack in the middle of the countryside in northern France. She sat on a chair, in a room upstairs. The perk of being the only one allowed to have a private room, for…well, obvious reasons. She took off her dress, finally being able to breath. The tossed the dress on the bed and put her usual clothes, finally being more comfortable. As she was taking her make-up off, she heard a knock on the door.

“Come in!”

Donny walked in.

“Y’alright?”

She straightened her back on her seat, coughing softly in nervousness, her cheeks slightly red.

“Could be worst.”

He walked behind her, resting his hands on her shoulders. She stiffened.

“I just wanted to say you looked good tonight. I've never seen you dressed so fancy. Or with any make up on.”

He looked nervous.

“Thanks, Donny, I…I appreciate.”

“Like…very good.”

She looked at him through the mirror, with a questioning face.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that you were very beautiful.”

Donny suddenly looked very nervous.

“Not that you're usually ugly, of course.”

He was…complimenting her. He was complimenting her. She tried to smile, her cheeks red. She looked at one of his hands and hesitantly rested hers on it.

“Thank you, Donny.”

“Anytime.”

He looked at her one last time, before taking her hand in his and kissing her knuckles.

“Goodnight, Mari.”

“Goodnight, Donny.” She answered, with a faint voice.

He then got out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.

She looked at her hand and kissed it where Donny kissed it too.

“Ti amo.”

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Divider by @saradika !

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Flex Appeal

Donny Donowitz x OC Blurb

Inglourious Basterds (2009)

Summary: Subtle is not a word one would use to describe Sergeant Donny Donowitz.

Warnings: Nope!

Words: 510

It was a cold November morning when Evelyne Grenier first stepped off the truck with Aldo and met Sergeant Donny Donowitz. 

According to him, however, the first time they met was a muggy July evening, at an Allied camp. 

"You know... the medical tent in Villebout? You patched me up?" 

She was busy unpacking her supplies, setting up shop in the adandoned mill they had claimed for the time being. He was being insistent. She paused, carefully rolling up some gauze that had come undone, 

"There were lots of soldiers in Villebout, Americans, Canadians, British..." 

He leaned in and whispered,  

"Yeah but you and I, we... you know... behind the tents?" 

Ever the gentleman, Donny didn't say it out loud, opting instead to make his index fingers kiss. Evie looked amused at first at his childish display, when realization struck her, 

"OH!" 

Her outburst drew the stares of Wicki and Utivich, who had been quietly playing chess in the corner, as well as Aldo, startling in the chair he fell asleep in. She smiled sheepishly,  

"I thought I lost this!", she waved a small bottle of pills, "But I found it..." 

She cleared her throat and Donowitz looked smug, 

"Now you remember." 

She lowered her voice to match his tone, "I didn't recognize you without the bandages." 

"M'all better now and handsome as ever." 

She chuckled, "Yeah, hold on, lemme have a look at you." 

She carefully grabbed his chin with her thumb and index finger and he obediently tilted his head from side to side as she examined him. 

It was only then that Donny noticed how far across the table he was, how close her face was to his... when she released him, he stumbled forwards, bracing himself with his hands. 

"Man, I'm good. Not a scratch.", she smiled proudly. Her attention returned to counting inventory. 

He stood straighter, shrugging off his jacket, "You stitched up my arm too, see here?" 

He flexed and she squinted. 

"I don't see it." 

He rounded the table, still flexing, pointing at a spot on his bicep, 

"You sure? Here, feel." 

Her fingers ran over his skin and she shook her head, "No..." 

He quickly raised his other arm, "Maybe it was this one." 

Evie crossed her arms, "You'll strain something flexing so hard." 

He blushed, "Oh, I wasn't- I mean, it’s just, look..." 

She laughed and pushed past him to gather up his jacket, "It's cold out, sarge." 

"Wait, look at both and compare, it's there I swear..." 

From his spot in the rickety chair, hat over his eyes, Aldo spoke up, 

"Fer the love ah God, Donowitz, wouldya give it a rest an' cover up? S'freezing." 

Wicki and Utivich quickly stifled their laughs when the Sergeant glared in their direction. 

She threw his jacket over his shoulders, fixing his collar and patting his cheek with a mischievous smile. 

It was a muggy July evening when Sergeant Donny Donowitz first met Evelyne Grenier.

According to him, however, it was a cold November morning when he first fell in love with her. 

[bucketinyourwalls]

Thinking about this stupid film again... augh (extra doodles under cut)

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I love bastard's soooo much!!!!🛐

Bonus:Hans and Aldo dynamic

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Maneater (Hannibal X Male!Reader) (TW: Mentions of smut and violence) 🎁

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We’re in heaven (Hugo Stiglitz X Fem!Reader) 💌

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There’s no mountain high enough... (Wilhelm Wicki X Fem!Reader & Child!OC) 🎁

You better run... (FemaleOC! & The Basterds) 🎁🎃

Run to you... (Donny Donowitz X Fem!Reader) 💌

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All against odds (Wilhelm Wicki X Male!Reader) 🎁

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Written in the stars (Nate Lambert X Fem!Reader) 🎁

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An unholy seduction (Lucifer X Male!Reader) 💌

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My boyfriend is back (Crowley X Demon!Fem!Reader) 💌

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Love is like a tornado (Remus Lupin X Fem!Reader) 💌

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The deepest soul (Geralt X Mermaid!Fem!Reader) 💌

Music is my way to say I love you (Jaskier X Fem!Reader) (AU) 💌

Put your wings on me (Jaskier X Fae!Fem!Reader) 💌

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The art of seduction (Oswald Cobblepot X Fem!Reader) 💌

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The King’s precious gem (Thranduil X Male!Reader) 💌

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Something fishy... (Jack Sparrow X Fem!Reader) 💌

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A Slip of the Heart Series (Joffrey x OC)

•Chapter One

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Thranduil x Mage!Reader

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Great Gatsby AU

Knives Against the Current Ch. 1

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Donny Donowitz x Reader

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Padawan!Obi-Wan x Padawan!Reader

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Cruella

Jeffrey x Reader

• May I Have This Dance?

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The Cornetto Trilogy

The World’s End

Gary King x Reader

• Somebody Told Me

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Paul 2011

Graeme x Reader

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Schneewittchen und das Bear (Jude)

Snow White and The Bear (Jew)

Donny likes to lay in Evie's lap and listen to her read, even if he doesn't understand a goddamn thing.

One thing he does understand though, is just how smitten he is with the nurse.

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Letter To Cimitero

Inglourious Basterds (2009) x OC Blurb

Summary: Georgia Lombardi donated several documents to the Basterds Project, inherited from her grandfather in the spring of 1967. The following is a letter written by Italian Basterds member Mariangela Ravenna, dated September 1944, restored and digitized. English translation: Luca Mandato

Warnings: One single Italian swear.

Words: 273

Mariangela belongs to @pvtjxker ❤️

September 14th, 1944 

Giverny, France 

Dear Cimi, 

I am writing to you from the little town Claude Monet used to paint in. I was never a fan of his paintings until I saw the gardens here. I can only imagine what they looked like before the war. 

We are in an abandoned hostel, a little ways off the road and I feel like crying. I feel like a fool. You always told me not to fall in love, that it would only bring heartbreak, but I didn't believe you. Now here I am, crying over a boy. I should've listened to you, Cimi. 

The very same boy from my previous letters, the one with the big brown eyes and dashing smile. The one who beats the fascists with a bat. The one who flirts with anything that moves. 

That's part of the reason why I'm crying. He talks of the girls he used to date in Boston, shows me the pictures they gifted him before he shipped out. Tall, graceful things, they are. Nothing like me. The eyebrowless freak. Nothing like the childish idiot who scribbles on his hands. 

But his hands, Cimi, are so much bigger than mine and so gentle when he touches me. He gives me butterflies. 

I get dizzy when I'm near him and I know he doesn't feel the same. Even though I've made my peace with it, my heart still breaks. 

If you could see me now, weeping in the bathroom like some teenager, you'd probably scold me. 

All the best, 

Mariangela 

PS: I haven't gone soft, don't worry. I killed three fascists stronzi just today alone.

[pvtjxker]

They're my brainrot

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Dog Days Are Over

Inglourious Basterds (2009) x OC

Summary: I was listening to a song (guess which one lol) and this is... short and sweet.

Warnings: Shorter than you might expect...

Words: It's literally so short, I don't even need a keep reading

Happiness hit her like a train on a track...

Evie watches her son play in the park. The sun is shining, there's a breeze... the war's been over for a while now, but it's the first time she feels light. As light as her son does when Smithson pushes the swing higher and higher,

"I'm flying, mom, look!"

She smiles. He doesn't know they're going to get ice cream after this. It was Smith's idea. Her wedding band glistens on her finger.

"Mom, look! Look here!"

Ben does a cartwheel.

Smithson joins her on the bench. He puts his arm around her and there's a lightness in his eyes too. This is good. This is nice. They're going to get ice cream later, and Donny Donowitz' son is loved.

[rurivu]

Last spring day

Donny Donowitz&Fem!reader

!!!NSFW!!!

•°•°•°•°•°°•°•°••°

A sunny day in the city of Boston, a field outside the city, where after school you always ran a race to the big oak.You've been Donny Donowitz's best friend since elementary school, and he's yours.It was exactly the same weather when he said on the first day of your meeting, "I bet I can get to this oak tree faster?" and he took off like a horse, and you, too, were taken aback as soon as possible, but of course the boy overtook and rejoiced in his victory for a long time.But you weren't offended or even upset, even then you were happy to see him happy, so you stood and watched.And so year after year, you ran and he always ran first.

Everything has been restless lately, the young Jew is very worried and often annoyed, he talks about revenge and injustice all the time, but next to you he is distracted from gloomy thoughts and can fool around again, making you laugh.

Now you and he are 16 years old.This year the guy was especially depressed, your presence calmed him down, but it didn't help.You were really worried about him.But here is the end of spring, Donny informs you that he wants to go to war...And here he is running away from you on the green grass on the last day of school, you see his black nape, a crumpled school shirt in the process, a briefcase shaking in all directions...And you realize that you see him for the last time, that he will never come again, will not tell you about baseball for the hundredth time, will no longer hang upside down on the branches of trees, will not sit next to this tree...He's literally running away from you.This thought brings tears to your eyes, you don't want to let him go, you want to run away from all this, catch up with him...

The wind blows like mad, tearing tears from your cheeks, you have never run so fast in your life.Before you know it, you're already standing by the oak tree, and Donny...from behind..For the first time in so many years, you were the first, but for some reason you were not at all happy...

"It can't be," Donowitz shouted, throwing his hands behind his head as he walked into the wreckage.- Have you been pretending for 9 years that you don't know how to run just to give me a head start?!It's actually not fair!

You smiled:

- If I really could have overtaken even then, 9 years ago!- you shouted back.Having grinned loudly for a long time, the guy reached you and, throwing the briefcase into the grass, lay down under a tree, giving his hands a familiar pose behind his head.After a little hesitation, you lay down next to him, putting your head on his shoulder, and your hand on his chest.You were silent and looked into the distance, which was very strange for you in normal circumstances.But no, both understand, this is the last time you see each other.

"Don't you want to start telling me how stupid I am or something?"Donny asked seriously, he was really interested in this question.Oh Donny, Donny, always speaks directly.

- Of course not, I know that you are doing the right thing, and you, Donowitz, know this very well, too, - you answered in a calm measured tone.- so it's not me who's going to dissuade you, anyway.- you drummed the last words with your thin fingers on his chest.The guy smiled tenderly, but there was an almost imperceptible sadness and tenderness in his smile, which only you saw.He liked it so much that he was understood, which made it so painful to leave you.

- You are a brave man, Donny Donowitz, fighting for justice and it is worthy...- you continued a little more quietly while he, as if by chance, wound one of your two braids on his finger.

- Worthy of it...to fall...- you repeated, not knowing yourself whether you want to continue the thought or finish it.Why this farce, these fake conversations, they will not lead to anything and will not change anything, but only add fuel to the fire!No.Today, right now, something special is going to happen, it just has to.Donny owes you.What can the last Donowitz do for you, and you for him, to put an end to exactly?You caught a glimpse of his pants... My God, what are you thinking!Quickly looking away, even more nuzzling the guy's chest, you thought.

- Do you think I'm going to die?Donny asked suddenly.For a moment, a terrible picture appeared in your thoughts...Holding back tears , you squeezed out:

- I do not know, I do not want to talk about it.- you shrank even more, burrowed into his body, so that he wouldn't see you like this.

- And what do you want, Y/N?!- with a hit-and-run, the hot guy said and turned right at you with a frown.You looked up and your eyes met.He read the endless bitterness that you so wanted to hide from your friend.The bottomless eyes spoke for themselves, so Donowitz obediently returned to his previous position.He was hurt by how you suffer, and most importantly, how you hide it from him with all your might, if only he didn't feel bad.

Donny was silent and looked at the landscape of the city dear to him, the sun shone on his tense, from that truly masculine, face.The grass pricked your sides.You both needed a distraction.

- Hey, Donny.- you whispered, turning around.

-M? -he did the same, now your faces are almost close together so that the tips of your noses touch each other.Without saying anything, you timidly, uncertainly began to approach.The guy hesitated a little, instinctively leaning back, from which you stopped.But just a second later, he took the initiative and reached out to you.An unexpected and unusual feeling hit you both, a quick touch of the lips was enough to make goosebumps run all over your body.Pulling away, you looked into each other's eyes as passionately as ever and kissed again...and once again, each time penetrating deeper and deeper.It was like jumping into icy water, when the body thinks it's dying, but after holding out a little longer, it gets used to it and it gets warmer, it was exactly the same, but all these sensations were reduced to a couple of seconds.

Having reached the peak of your happiness, you decided that it was time to move to a new level.You didn't have to say anything, one look was enough, and, having received the same silent consent, you saddled your prince.It turned out that your shrine was located directly above his genital organ so that only Donowitz's pants separated you, it felt like being on a living mountain.

Donny undid all the remaining buttons on his shirt with one hand and stared at you intently, waiting for the next action.You, too, without taking your eyes off him, began to unbutton your shirt.Slowly, button by button, and he was staring at your hands with all his eyes, tense and at the same time very eager to see what he could only see in clothes up to the moment.Mom, how at that moment his penis persistently rested against you!

Having completely bared your top, you couldn't help but smile when you saw Donowitz's round eyes.So sweet and confused.

You stretched out the entire length of the Jew's torso, having previously held your hands from his stomach to his chest and neck, clasping the latter with both palms.He felt warm, dense breasts on him, which made him sweat all over (in every sense). Pulling up to his face, you hung over him a little.Lowering your hands, you returned them to the guy's chest and pressed your lips to the powerful neck, from which Donny let out a soft moan.Finding his hand, you lightly put it on your hip, it perfectly encircled him.You both sighed heavily because you knew what was going to happen now..

You started moving your pelvis, literally rolling your bend on Donowitz's penis, because of that, the boy threw his head back with a muffled exhalation.The hot air was coming out of you and heating the guy's neck, while you were already soaking wet.He couldn't stand the tightness in his pants first and, putting his hand under your dress, quickly unbuttoned them blindly.At the same moment, a hot and wet organ rested against your slit.He was more than ready to enter, your excited bodies were just burning with desire for each other.The guy helped him with his hand and oh my God, it really took time for him to fully enter.You haven't uttered a single loud sound all the time, but now you were literally torn apart.The simplest finding such an aggregate inside you made you moan and bend in all directions.Gritting his teeth and squeezing your thigh with his fingertips, Donny began to move, penetrating again and again.You reflexively shrank, and he hissed with pleasure, accelerating.

Even Donowitz himself was scared of such a heart-rending and erotic scream, and even more so you.You were making a sound in time with every thrust body on body, while the guy desperately tried to get air.With your insides, you feel his penis throbbing, and he himself is straining.Catching your eye, you look at him, after which you straighten up and he slips out of you, the guy did not have time to come to his senses as right there you quickly grabbed the organ under the skirt with your hand, in which he fit perfectly, and rapidly drive up and down.The world seemed to freeze and disappear, only the two of you and your voices remained.Voices full of young passionate love.Unintelligible sounds, endless muttering of each other's names, this pleading in the eyes of those looking at you.He stretches out to to kiss you, you are attracted in response.Another second and here ....

Your hand is covered with a warm thick liquid, spreading between the sticks and flowing down to the grass.Donny Donowitz leaves his last breath in you and blissfully falls to the ground.

After brushing yourself a little, you could only throw on a shirt and plop down to him.The sun is blinding you both, the birds are chirping over you, and the grass is also swaying silently in the wind.Everyone around you now is a true paradise just for the two of you...

"If you have a choice between life and death," you suddenly suddenly spoke, shaking the idyll of silence with your whisper."please choose to come back to me, Donny....

Exhausted, he smiled tenderly, it's a pity you could have seen it then.But he promises, taking you firmly by the tender hand, promises that before the choice he will choose you and only you...

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Last spring day[part 2]

Donny Donowitz &Fem!Reader

!!!NSFW!!!

Donny Donowitz is back after 10 years.He occasionally wrote, but you have long accepted his death, so his appearance greatly affects you and you avoid him

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You left the family feast earlier than usual and went to your room.Without even bothering to turn on the light, you walked through the dark room and stopped at a large open window.The spring nights were warm and extremely bright, and your dark blue dress in the moonlight resembled the color of the sea.You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, but before you could exhale, a voice was heard from behind:

- Aren't you bored by yourself?Donowitz was standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame.His appearance made you smile a little.You turned your head in his direction and saw that infernal grin.

- It's been worse.- you said and returned to the usual position.Heavy footsteps headed in your direction.The body, several times larger than yours, leans in from behind and gently hugs so that the sinewy ones cover your chest and puts their head on your shoulder, in turn, you understandingly stroke it with your palms on uncovered hands, selflessly tracing the dents and scars with his fingertips.Donny has become much bigger in all this time, you thought when you noticed how insignificant your hands were compared to his claws, it was literally hard to hold him on yourself.It's not the same Donowitz anymore, you don't remember him like that.Now he is bold, ruthless and hot, not the same boy under the oak tree at all.

- How do you like me?- as if reading your thoughts, Donny said softly.

"You've changed a lot, my dear.- you answered dryly, incessantly looking into the distance of the night.

- Huh, do you know what they called me?The sergeant asked more fervently.

- How?- playing up to his mood, you became interested, turning your head to him.

- The bear Jew.he stretched out the last word with a kind of threat, and then he laughed hollowly.You smiled too, the similarity of Donowitz with a bear seemed very accurate, he is big, intimidating and....warm, although the Nazis hardly think so.

"Aren't you glad to see me?" Donny spoke up.The light conversation ended as unexpectedly as it had begun.This phrase was the first blow.Turning your whole body with force, you looked into the man's dark eyes, sparkling in the starlight, he was extremely serious.A lump rose in your throat, all you could do now was look closely.

- Do I disgust you?!- another blow.Swallowing, without betraying a tone of excitement, you answered:

"That's not how I would put it.The languid voice that minted every word contrasted sharply with the impetuous syllable of the Jew.You're not lying, but his arguments are not meaningless either.Donowitz has clearly noticed how you've been avoiding him these past few days.- We've drifted apart and I don't recognize you.

- Of course, 10 years have passed, and I really have changed a lot.

- Don't think about it, me too.I'm completely different.

- I don't think so.the man smiled

You stood silently in a dark room, not daring to move.Your head is down.

"It's very hard for me to believe, Donny.To believe that you, exactly you are here in front of me...

"You don't believe it's me?"- quickly realizing what you're driving at, Donny despairingly interrupts you.In response, he receives a bashful nod of his head.

- You want to...check it out?- you were about to speak, when suddenly he continued.- I don't know about you, but I want more than I ever wanted.

Lifting your head, you swallowed when you saw a pair of dark eyes burning through you.

To prove his words, Donny promptly and at the same time kissed you very deeply on the open part of the neck.The touch lasted literally a moment, but it made you start up like a little bird.He pulled back and looked at you with those very young and eager eyes of a boy under an oak tree.Your breath caught in your throat.

- I want you too, Donny Donowitz. -it comes out of you by itself and, as if enchanted, you also quickly kiss his soft lips at the same moment breaking away, but not for long.A mute agreement in your eyes, you lean your lip against your lip again, it lasts longer.Once again, quickly moving away, in order to fully verify the reciprocity of what is happening, your views meet.Unable to stand another moment, you cling to each other, fiercely in love and hungry for intimacy.The man's big hands wrap around and lift you off the ground while you hug his neck, tangling thin fingers in black hair.Donowitz's warm tongue invaded so deeply and passionately, as if it was his last kiss in his life.You felt when, at the peak of penetration, he squeezed your hips a little harder, from which you pressed into each other.

When you both calmed down a little, it was time to move on to that very part.Donny was hot, but you wanted him to burn with desire.Breaking away from the sweet lips of the Jew, you whispered.

- Will you look at me without a dress?...- panting, you suggested.

- This is my cherished dream, Princess.- reluctantly releasing you from the clutches, he answered, giving you a slight smile.The darkness partially hid your red face and awkward smile.God, where did this boy learn such words???

You stood with your backs to each other, you skillfully untied all the threads on your clothes, from which the dress magically fell off you, exposing your body.There was a clink of belt buckles and other obviously removed clothes from behind.Your heart started beating faster.After a bit of hesitation, you are still left without underwear.Carefully turning around, you saw Donny naked, with sparkling eyes like a child staring at you, and his mouth slightly open.Such a lustful jerk now!Without losing the remnants of self-control, you slowly, without taking your eyes off, you approach him.Standing close to the male body , there was a bitter smell of sweat and shortness of breath forcing his chest .

- You're beautiful...- from the verdict of the sergeant, you breathed out in a muffled and embarrassed way, smiling slightly.His right hand was already reaching out to you, longing for a touch, but you gently put your palm to it, intertwining your and the man's fingers.

You looked significantly at Donowitz, he regarded it as a request to delay and was right, so he grinned covetously.Without interrupting eye contact, Donny, as if not straining at all (and you were far from slender), lifted you off the ground in the same way as before, from which you at first even screamed, but at the same moment it turned into a quiet laugh.

When you reached the bed, you both fell silent.The man put you down incredibly carefully and, like an obedient puppy, knelt down, resting his head on one of your laps.There was sincere adoration in his eyes, he just smiled and enjoyed watching you from this angle.You couldn't help but do the same at this moment, so you automatically ran your fingers into Donowitz's dark curls, from which he blissfully closed his eyes.I wish this moment would last forever....

The guy's lips touch your thigh, spreading a warm and unexpected wave all over your body.You're holding your breath.He does it again, but more wetly, moving up.Then the sergeant gives kisses to your stomach, getting to the chest.Every touch felt like a projectile, you don't know where and when it will fall, but the shock wave from it burns everything in the neighborhood and leaves it burning after.And now the man is already lying over you, face to face.Greasy hands dangerously conduct a winding path from the calf of the legs to the torso, which makes you shiver.Sighing, you eagerly move your pelvis, when suddenly an absolutely unexpected moan breaks from your lips.Donny's fingertips lightly pressed on your nipples, starting to massage your breasts.He continued to crumple them, clearly pleased with your large size acquired in his absence.

- Wow...The sergeant whistled, rolling his head back.

- Yes, I've gained a lot of weight...You said sarcastically.

"Oh, yes, baby, you're perfect...So good...-not so much jokingly Donowitz with undisguised, slightly perverted pleasure continuing to paw your chest.He just adored your body.

Instinctively leaning your groin between his legs, you feel a huge pulsating organ with your wet crotch.

- Wow!- here you could not restrain yourself, really amazed by the caliber of the man.- I see you've also gained in size!...- you continued in your slightly trembling voice.

Donny showed his animal grin, clearly flattered.

- Yes?...- defiantly, he removed his hands from your chest and, slightly squeezing, circled the contour of your waist.- Maybe you like him more inside?

With these words, the sergeant pulled your hips to his bottom.Now the hot flesh of his penis felt even more clearly, something inside you rumbled, anticipating. Donovitz skillfully arranged you more comfortably so that he could enter more easily and now you already feel how the warm head stretches your folds, intentionally not going deeper.You both gasped from the somewhat pleasant was this little penetration.

Donny deftly took you by the waist with one hand, the other rested on the bed, not taking his eyes off you.His heavy, muffled breathing gave his massive appearance an even greater resemblance to a beast.Incredibly exciting.

Donny Donowitz literally snatches you out of your thoughts by quickly going inside.Gasping, trying to scream, you arch your back, but the guy's hand quickly picks you up, giving you time to realize and get used to it.Hot...big...wide...and he's only half in you.You clung to the bed with your toes, and with your hands you blindly stroked Donovitz's overgrown torso and face, also simultaneously bending under a powerful body, while his lips gently kissed your freckled face trying to calm his princess.Finally, having overcome the pain threshold, you nodded to him to move on.

The man is completely "here" and "your shrine" accepts him, obediently adjusting to the specific size of the man.The sergeant bends down to look at you, his relieved smile is like a balm to the soul.

- How I love you, my dear...Donowitz whispered enthusiastically, although nothing really happened.Well, forgive him, he's too happy with you every damn second and he needs to make sure that his baby is as good as he is.

- Ooh, Donny, honey...I can't wait any longer!...- you also murmured blissfully, passionately embracing your lover...

Movement has begun inside you . Donowitz slowly entered and exited in all his long length, forcing you to make soft moans.He accelerated from time to time because he liked the way you sounded and he wanted to hear you louder, these were moments of ecstasy of finding him in you.

- Well, how do you like me, doll?Donny said affectionately and playfully.The bear was waiting for praise and he will get it.

- Great, you...- unable to speak, you squeezed out of yourself. - ...just incredible...- these unrelated fragments of speech were really a real gift for the sergeant.

- Get ready, honey, it's going to be even better now...-growling in your ear, Donowitz sucked you into the neck, slightly biting, he leaves a wet trail on the graceful curve, casually smacking you there.

The man began to play big and rapidly began to accelerate the pace with each thrust.Your walls squeezed his flesh, and the juices of both mixed into a homogeneous mixture.To say how sweet and seemingly deafening sounds came from you is to say nothing.For Donny, it sounded better than any symphony, it was a true work of love and lust, from which he blissfully clenched his teeth and closed his eyes, once again invading your vagina.

The heady pressure and contraction of the uterus, the wet sounds of a dark room, only moonlight as a consecration.The whole world seems to have disappeared, there are only two of you left.Donowitz's turn came, the climax was very close.You thought that his reproductive organ simply could not be bigger, but it throbbed and throbbed, increasing, pushing you to madness.His moans came from inside and were like an animal growl.The claws dug into your tender skin, from which you screamed and for a second the man's tense body arched forward, ending in you...

Like a seething wave, fiery and thick sperm enveloped your walls.It was as if you were paralyzed and only your insides continued to convulse.By inertia, Donny also made a couple of slow but deep thrusts, marking his end.Having adequately held out and left you alone, the sergeant will lie down next to you in parts, wrapping your body in an embrace better than any blanket.Your heart was still pounding like crazy, but inside you there was only calmness and joy, really.... something was missing....

Finding the strength, Sergeant Donny Donowitz gently and gently, as if by chance, puts a heavy hand on your wet clitoris.When he started circling on it, your head started spinning with excitement again.After doing this movement for a while, the man achieved his goal and you finished, covering your hard palm with the juice that came out.Now everyone is cool and calm.Lazily, he removed his palm, and you forcefully turned over and climbed on top of Donowitz, gently stroking your hair, hollows and all possible scars with your fingertips, of which there were a lot.He just smiled gently.

- Do you remember the last time we were under the oak tree?you asked timidly.

- Do I remember the first time you fucked me on horseback!? Of course, this is my favorite memory!...- the sergeant answered hoarsely and at the same time sarcastically.You just blurted out "vulgar" in embarrassment, trying in vain to hide a smile.

"What was it then, Donny?"After all, you left, and I was just wondering this question...- you were already whispering more uncertainly, such moments of frankness were rare for you.Without knowing why, you were worried about what Donowitz was thinking.But after a while he suddenly gave out:

- Then I was just in love with you, but now...- the guy squeezed out of himself, even managing to laugh in a familiar manner. -... I just adore you.- he was absolutely serious and told the truth.You're blushing.You were on the verge of crying because you also loved him to tears-Donny Donowitz.Whether he was a boy under an oak tree or a Jew bear killing Nazis, you loved him with all your soul and finally admitted it to yourself.

The last day of spring, the cold air from the window cools your tired boiling bodies tied up in an embrace.You whisper, "Stay with me forever.", he whispers back, "I want to stay with you much longer than forever, my princess."His black curls climb into your face, the stubble slightly pricks your chin when you kiss him deeply, feeling his smile.Your eyelids gradually close and you fall asleep.....

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[rurivu]

I've been thinking and just imagine. Tne Bastards in "Cell block tango"!!!It's just incredibly suitable for them!!

"And now six glourius american Nazi murderers in Cell block tango!"

I promise...💃💃💃

[knives-out20]

Inglourious Boyfriends - Alternate Ending - Part 2

Fandom: Inglourious Basterds (2009)

Pairing: Joshua Margolis (OC) x Lt. Aldo Raine

Word Count: 1433 (1667 With Post-Death)

Warnings: Angst, Death, Sad Aldo, TW Suicide, 

Notes: I Wanted To Post This Last Night But Tumblr Was A Bitch. Here.

Meanwhile, Aldo paced back and forth upstairs, waiting impatiently to see the soldiers and the love of his life, alive.

Donny was half-asleep on the bed at this point, sure that Joshua was able to take care of himself. He was jostled awake by a parade of various gunshots coming from the basement tavern, very easily coming from more than one gun."Shit- we gotta go check on 'em".

Aldo nodded, hands on his hips."Alright. I'll go first, Donny, you follow me. Hirschberg, stay on lookout with the others" he ordered, Hirschberg nodding obediently. Aldo gestured for Donny to follow him, making his way towards the door and opening it. He froze on the spot, hearing more gunshots- this time from a singular gun- fire at the bottom of the winding staircase.

"You, outside, who are you? British, American? What?" The unfamiliar, but terrified, voice asked, cocking his gun.

"We're American" Aldo called down in reply."What are you?".

"I'm a German, you idiot-" the voice called.

"Speak English pretty good for a German" Aldo commented, the voice calling up "I agree".

"So let’s talk" it added.

Aldo glanced to Donny, and back down the stairs."Okay, talk" he agreed, ready for a load of bullshit to be said.

"I'm a father. My baby was born today, in Frankfurt. Five hours ago. His name is Max; we were in here, drinking, celebrating, they're the ones that came in shooting and killing, it's not my fault!" He yelled.

"Okay! It wasn't yer fault" Aldo nodded, going along with him."What's yer name, soldier?".

"Wilhelm".

"Now, is there anybody alive on our side?" Aldo asked.

"No" Wilhelm shook his head.

"I'm alive!" A frantic, female voice suddenly called, sounding like she was in pain, followed by Wilhelm yelling angrily in German.

"Hammersmark" Donny breathed, barely above a whisper.

"Who's that?" Aldo asked, Wilhelm answering with another question; "is the girl on your side?"."Which girl?" He followed up, a weird feeling rising in his chest when he didn't hear Joshua's voice.

"Who do you think? Von Hammersmark" Wilhelm exclaimed.

"Yea, she's ours" Aldo sighed, Wilhelm ignoring his "is she okay?" To cuss Von Hammersmark out in German."Wilelm!" He called, to get the German soldier's attention back onto him, but he only heard Wilhelm yell at her.

"She's been shot!" Wilhelm finally complied, "but she's alive!".

Aldo thought for a moment, eyes darting around as he thought of an explanation as to why Joshua didn't call up to him. Any answer, except for one obvious one."Okay Wilhelm. What do y'say we make us a deal?".

"What's your name?" Wilhelm hesitantly asked, panting.

"Aldo" Aldo answered."Okay, Wilhelm, here's my deal; you let me and two of my men come down there and take the girl away. No guns, no guns me, no guns you! And we take the girl, and leave. It's that simple, Willie. You go yer way, we go ours. And little Max gets to grow up playing catch with his daddy. So, what do you say, Willie? We got us a deal?".

Wilhelm stayed silent for a few moments."Aldo?" He spoke up.

"I'm here, Willie".

"I want to trust you, but- but...but how can I?" Wilhelm stuttered.

Aldo glanced to Donny, then back down the stairs."What choice you got, son?" He asked, softly.

Donny put a hand on Aldo's shoulder, just as frightened that Joshua hadn't revealed himself yet.

Wilhelm took a deep breath."Okay, okay, Aldo, I'm gonna trust you. Come down".

Aldo turned to look at Donny."Stay at least a few steps behind me. I'm sure Joshy's just hiding" he whispered, staring his descent down the stairs. Aldo put his shaky hands up, slowly peaking out and looking at Wilhelm with a hopeful smile. He ducked back when he saw the gun in Wilhelm's hands."Hey, Willie, what's with the machine gun? I thought we had us a deal" Aldo complained.

"We still have a deal, now get the girl and go".

"Not so fast" Aldo showed his face for a second, "we only got a deal when we trust each other. And a Mexican standoff ain't trust".

"Whoa, whoa, you need guns on me for it to be a Mexican standoff" Wilhelm corrected.

"You got guns on us. You decide to shoot, we're dead. Up top, they got grenades. They drop 'em down here, yer dead. That's a Mexican standoff and that was not the deal" Aldo whined, pointing a finger at Wilhelm."No trust, no deal" he added.

"Wilhelm." Von Hammersmark pleaded, speaking to Wilhelm in German.

Wilhelm huffed in thought, his gun shaking in his hands as he looked down."Alright, Aldo. Fine" he gave in, standing up straight and putting the gun down on the counter."Just take the fucking traitor and and get her out of my sight" he snarled.

Aldo and Donny were about to go down the rest of the stairs, but stopped dead in their tracks when they heard a handful of gunshots.

"Oh thank fuck, that must be Joshua" Aldo let out a relieved sigh, peace washing over him.

Aldo came around and saw Von Hammersmark, shaking as she pointed a small gun at Wilhelm, who was now dead.

As was everyone else in the room, except for her.

"Woah, what the-- Josh? Joshy? Joshua Margolis, quit playin' games and come out right now!" Aldo called, looking around.

"Sir..." Donny spoke softly from behind him, gaze steady on the floor.

"Joshy? Joshua, it- it's me! C'mon out, yer safe now! Joshua?" Aldo ignored him, looking around."What the fu- JOSHUA!" He called.

"Lieutenant-".

"Quiet, Donny. Joshua!" Aldo cupped his hands around his mouth."Joshy, c'mon, dear, this isn't funny anymore!". He made the mistake of inching forward, toes of his boots softly hitting a body."What the-" Aldo arched a brow, making the second mistake of looking down at what Donny had his eyes fixed on.

On the floor in front of him, just as limp as everyone else in the room, lay Joshua Margolis’ corpse. An arm was reached out for the stairs, eyes wide open, mouth agape, like he was saying something as he died. His gun was only a foot or two away from him, by Donny's feet. Joshua was bleeding out, his blood oozing onto the tips of Aldo’s boots.

”No...” he breathed, eyes going wide.”No, no, no, no-“ Aldo repeated, getting down on one knee.”Josh. Joshy. Joshua, wake up, sweetie. Get up, Joshua, c’mon, g-get up-“ he urged, shaking the lifeless body before him.”Joshua! Getup right now, that’s an order from yer fuckin’ Lieutenant!” Aldo exclaimed, refusing to believe what was in front of his very eyes.”Joshua Margolis, get- get up, right now, y’hear me?”.

”Lieutenant-“.

”Shut UP, Donowitz!” Aldo’s voice boomed, as he continued to rattle Joshua’s body.”Joshua, baby, no, no, no. Joshy, come back to me...please, Josh, come on, we- we gotta do this together...Joshua...” Aldo stuttered, tears welling up in his eyes as they bore into Joshua’s glassy blue ones.”Joshua...” he called softly, scooping his love’s dead, bloodied body into his arms.“Joshua, baby, please...” Aldo sobbed, waterworks streaming down his face.

”A-Aldo...” Donny called.

”Sh-Shut up, Donny” Aldo hissed, holding Joshua’a body close to him.”It wasn’t supposed to end like this, it- it wasn’t supposed to” he told, now on both knees, wetting his clothes with the blood of his boyfriend.”We were supposed to defeat the Nazis together, Joshua. A- A team, a fucking team, Josh. What...What we’ve always been” he cried, tear droplets landing on Joshua’s pale face, no longer bearing the smile it always donned.“Joshua, we were supposed to end the war together...we were supposed to die together, d-dammit, Margolis you dumb righteous fuck...I should’ve said no, I should’ve said no, why didn’t I fucking say no?!” Aldo yelled, crying into Joshua’s shoulder.

Donny reached to put a hand on Aldo’s shoulder, but his Lieutenant swatted his hand away.

”I love you, Joshua, I love you, I fuckin’ love you, come back to me, baby. I love you so much, Joshua, why’d you- why’d you have to go and goddamn leave me, Margolis? We were supposed to do this with you, I- I was supposed to do this, with you fuckin’ with me, dammit, J-Joshy” he croaked, fingers curling into Josh’s uniform. Aldo slowly pulled away, pressing one, last kiss to Joshua’s cold lips.”I love you, Joshua Margolis. I’ll never fuckin’ forget you”.

*****

Donny and the other Basterds ended up dragging Aldo away from Joshua, and out the tavern. The rest of their plan went just as it had in the movie, but it was very obvious, the sudden demeanor change in the Lieutenant. He didn't speak as confidently, or with as much macho as he always had. Over the rest of the mission, he would find himself calling "Josh" "Joshy" or "Joshua" and turning, expecting to see his love, but to no avail. Though he tried to seem alright, and okay, and just fine, it was clear to the Basterds how much Aldo was struggling to keep his composure without Joshua.

Post-movie-ending, Aldo hauled his ass back to the tavern with Utivich to retrieve Joshua's body. Upon receiving it, their OSS General was able to help the three Basterds get back to America, specifically back to Maynardville, Tennessee. Aldo and Utivich held a small burial for Joshua, burying his body in the middle of the Margolis estate orchard. 

Although strictly unheard of, Aldo attempted to go on with his life, without Joshua. This was proven difficult, seeing as Josh and Aldo had planned for their lives to intertwine ever since they were kids. But one day, Aldo had enough.

On Christmas day, 1996, Lieutenant Aldo Raine committed suicide, alone in the Margolis estate orchard. He figured only then could he reunite with his beloved.

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Inglourious Boyfriends - Part 9 - FINALE

Fandom: Inglourious Basterds (2009)

Pairing: Joshua Margolis (OC) x Lt. Aldo Raine

Word Count: 2709 (3480 With The Post-Ending Info)

Warnings: LONG, Lil’ Fluff

Notes: Okay, Here’s The Ending FOR REAL This Time. Here We Are, Boys. The Great, Eluded Finale. Again, As I’ve Stated Before, Fear Not! You Are All Getting A Donny Donowitz x FtM-Trans!OC With Two Endings. I Really Hope You Guys All Enjoyed This Series As Much As I Did, I Know I’ll Keep Aldo And Joshua In My Heart Forever. Well...Enjoy.

Utivich, Joshua, and Aldo once again found themselves in the back of the truck, which drove them through a dirt road to the middle of some misty forest made up of tall, thin trees. It looked straight from a horror film.

Hans sat in the passenger seat of the truck, admiring Aldo's knife, which he had confiscated.

The truck finally slowed to a stop, Hermann and Hans getting out and walking to the back. There, they pulled Aldo, Joshua and Utivich out, pacing the group a few feet away from the truck. Hans kept their hands cuffed and made them stand in a line, Hermann beside him.

Joshua glanced up at Aldo, giving Utivich a quick look before turning back to Hans.

"Hermann, uncuff them" Landa told, Hermann nodding and going to uncuff Joshua, Aldo, and Utivich, in that order.

Aldo groaned softly once he was uncuffed, so Joshua immediately turned to softly hold his hands, inspecting Aldo's wrists for any marks or bruises.

"Are you okay?" He softly whispered, blue eyes full of care as he gently handled Aldo's wrists."Did they cut ya?" Josh asked, momentarily looking up at Aldo's face as his thumbs stroked one of Aldo's wrists.

"It's fine, darlin'" Aldo mumbled, Joshua nodding and pulling away. He looked Hans up and down, taking the gun the Colonel offered him. Aldo cocked it, showing it off to Joshua before tucking it into his belt. He brushed his hand against Josh's, then pushing his blazer back to place his hands directly over his hips.

"I'm officially surrendering myself over to you, Lieutenant Raine" Landa smiled, using both his hands to hand his own fancy-looking knife over to Aldo; the same Aldo who has only ever really been used to Joshua surrendering himself over to him- in a completely different way, obviously."We're your prisoners" he added, Aldo swiftly taking the knife when Hermann was back beside Hans.

"How about my knife?" Aldo asked, giving Hans a fake smile of his own.

Landa chuckled, digging into his coat and finally giving Aldo the knife that he rightfully owned.

"Thank you very much, Colonel" Aldo squinted."Utivich, cuff the Colonel's hands behind his back".

Utivich wordlessly nodded, walking behind the whining Colonel.

"Aw, is that really necessary?" He fake-pouted.

"I'm a slave to appearances" the Lieutenant admitted, pulling Joshua closer to him before fiddling with the artillery now in his hands."Why do y'think I chose Margolis here above anyone else?" He asked, turning to smile at Josh.

Joshua smiled to himself, lightly elbowing Aldo. He shot a glare Hans' way, before leaning in and placing a sweet, loving kiss on Aldo's lips.

This gained him just the reaction he was looking for: a groan of pure, absolute revulsion from the cuffed Colonel.

Utivich freely kicked the Colonel.

"Cover yer ears, simple thang" Aldo informed, pulling his 'simple thing' nickname. He put an arm around Joshua's shoulders, keeping him close.

Joshua looked up at Aldo, confused, slowly going to cover his ears with his hands. He watched Aldo nod thankfully, and shoot Hermann without even looking at the guy. Joshua leaped back a bit, having still heard the gunshot even though it was muffled.

Utivich pat Joshua's shoulder, as Hans looking down at Hermann, shocked.

"Scalp Hermann." Aldo blankly commanded, giving Utivich the fancy knife.

Utivich looked pleased, pulling the knife out of the sheath and walking over to Hermann quietly.

"Are you mad? What have you done? I made a deal with your General for that man's life!" Hans snapped, looking between Aldo and Hermann.

Joshua smiled in a sickeningly sweet way, wrapping his arms around one of Aldo's and leaning his head on Aldo's shoulder when the Lieutenant pulled his arm back from around Josh's neck.

"Yea, they made that deal, but they don't give a fuck about him" Aldo explained.

"They need you" Josh finished.

"You'll be shot for this!" Hans yelled, having Joshua scrunch his face up in disagreement.

"Uh, n-nah, we don't think so. More like chewed out, we've been chewed out before, haven't we, Aldo?" Joshua asked, Aldo nodding in response. 

"You know, Utivich, Margolis and myself heard the that deal you made with the brass. Hard not to, since we were all in the same room. End the war tonight? I'd make that deal" Raine nodded again, stare fixed on Hans."How about you, Utivich, you make that deal?" Aldo asked, turning to look down at Utivich, who was scalping Hermann like he was told to.

"I'd make that deal" Utivich nodded.

"And you, Josh, you make that deal?" Aldo turned over to Joshua, a smile melting onto his lips.

Joshua had his cheek flush against Aldo's arm, nodding once."I'd make that deal".

Aldo's smile turned into a triumphant grin at Landa."I don't blame these two, damn good deal! And that pretty little nest you feathered for yer-self? Well, if yer willing to barbecue the whole High Command, I suppose that's worth certain considerations. But I do have one question" he turned to Joshua, to speak for him.

"When you get to yer little place on Nantucket Island, we imagine yer goin' take off handsome-lookin' SS uniform of yer's. Ain't ya?" He asked.

Hans stayed completely still, his silence speaking for him.

Joshua grinned, exchanging a knowing look with Aldo."That's what we thought".

"Now that I can't abide" Aldo huffed.

"How 'bout you, Utivich, can you abide it?" Joshua asked, putting his hand on his hips.

"Not one damn bit, sir" Utivich grunted, a sound of relief escaping his lips when he finally pulled Hermann's scalp clean off.

"And you, sunshine, can you abide it?" Aldo asked Joshua.

"Not at all, Lieutenant".

Aldo lightly nudged Joshua, who automatically pulled away. He took a step towards Hans and leaned in."I mean, if I had my way, you'd wear that goddamn uniform for the rest of yer hinga-dinga-durgen fuckin' life" Aldo grumbled, a strict gaze on Landa."But I'm aware that ain't practical, I mean, at some point, yer goin' to have to take it off. So," the Lieutenant pulled out his knife, showing it off in front of the Colonel's face."I'm goin' to give you a lil' somethin' you can't take off. Actually-" Aldo turned to his beloved."Joshua Margolis, I believe it's about time. If you would be so honored, would'ja like to give this grimy motherfucker what-for?".

Joshua's eyebrows jumped in surprised, as he pointed to himself."M-Me? Oh, uh, Lieutenant, I dunno-".

"C'mon, Lieutenant, y'seen me do it about a hundred times. Utivich'll hold his feet down, and I can guide ya" Aldo bargained, using the tip of his knife to tilt the Colonel's hat up, revealing his forehead.

Next thing Joshua knew, Utivich was indeed holding down the screaming (in agony) Colonel's legs from kicking and moving, as the Nazi lay on the cold, wet dirt he was pushed onto.

Aldo crouched by Hans, Joshua squatted in front of him, as he steadied his knife in the Lieutenant's grip. He had his chest pressed against Josh's back, his hands over the other's."Just like that, baby, smooth 'n' steady" Aldo whispered, guiding Joshua's hands as he helped the other carve a swastika into Landa's forehead.

Joshua gulped thickly, exhaling shakily as he tried his best. He had Aldo all up against him, his boyfriend's hot breath on the nape of his neck and purrs of praises rolling into his ear, after all. This was proven a little bit difficult given his current situation with trying to stay focused on cutting a swastika into a Nazi's forehead, and not all the ideas running around his head that involved Joshua and Aldo within close proximity of each other; but under drastically different circumstances.

"Pretend he ain't screamin', alright? Pretend he ain't doin' nothin', and y'can't hear shit, alright? Yer doin' amazin', baby, good boy" he praised, hands still over Joshua's, leading him through it.

Once the swastika was perfectly etched, Joshua pulled the knife away, cheeks growing darker as more ideas swam into his mind.

The two Jews (and Aldo) looked down at it in wonder, Aldo tilting his head slightly."Good job, Joshua, I love you" he planted a kiss on Joshua's cheek, unaware of his boyfriend's current underlying problem.

"I love you too, Aldebrand" Joshua repeated, voice full of glee. He turned and kissed Aldo again, the Colonel's cries getting louder when they did. 

Utivich slapped Hans to make him shut up.

"Y'know somethin', Utivich? I think this just might be our masterpiece" Aldo spoke when he pulled away, Utivich giving a toothy grin as he nodded in agreement. He groaned as he stood up, helping Joshua and Utivich up with him.

"S-So, uh, so wait..." Joshua started, scratching his jaw.

Aldo and Utivich turned to look at him.

"So- shut up-" Joshua hissed, stomping on one of Hans' legs. He scoffed, looking back up at his boyfriend and the Basterd."So if- if Landa here gets arrested, what happens to all the shit he asked of from the General? The medals, the privileges, the money, the property on Nantucket Island. If he gets arrested, none of it will go t'him" Josh listed, looking at Aldo, specifically, for answers.

Aldo put his hands on his hips, biting his bottom lip in thought, holding back a chuckle as Joshua kicked the Colonel, scolding him to stop screaming."I think," he started, scooping Joshua into his arms, grip around around his waist, "that I'll see to it that the General finds enough kindness in his goddamn heart to hand schnitzel-shit's gifts over to us" Aldo pulled Josh closer, chest to chest."I'll see to an extra piece o'property in Nantucket for Utivich" he declared.

Utivich's eyes widened as he turned to Aldo suddenly."Sir!" He exclaimed, hands raised, as if to grab something.

"Yer the toughest Basterd we got, Utivich. After all, yer the last one that's alive. It's only right" Joshua pointed out, an excited smile on his face."But- But what about the first house?" For the first time in his life, Joshua wasn't very smart.

Aldo chuckled, in an 'awe, he's so cute' type of way as he checked Joshua out."We'll take it, of course; it'll be somewhere only we know".

Joshua now had an expression identical to Utivich's on his face, stomping on the Colonel's leg to shut his protests up. He remembers the many 'somewhere only we know' hideout locations the two of them had, growing up."Seriously-? Aldo, I- I don't-".

"Aw, c'mon. Imagine it, Nantucket Island. Ever wanted a weddin' by the sea, Joshua?".

Joshua felt his heart fall out of his chest with happiness, locking eyes with Utivich, who had an equal amount of shock written all over his face."I- I- I've wanted t'get married, yea, but was always a lil' too afraid to think about the, uh, the- the details 'n' such..." he shyly admitted, looking down at his feet.

Aldo placed a finger on Joshua's chin, tilting his head up to make eye contact."Our lives are as fucked up to the public as is, doll. Now that the war's over, nothin' is stoppin' me from getting my hands on two rings 'n' makin' Utivich our secret officiant, if he so wishes". He turned to look over at Utivich, who nodded urgently as his eyes darted between Aldo and Joshua.

"Sir, yes sir!" He sounded eager.

Aldo smiled, turning back to Joshua and interlocking their fingers."Think about it, Joshy. Weddin' by the sea, our own place in Nantucket t'wind away, in. We'll adopt a lil' doggy or take in a youngster of our own- don't go thinkin' I didn't see you smilin' back at the doctor's with Bridget, I saw ya- I've been waitin' long enough, Joshua. Lovin' you since we were teenagers, that's long enough, darlin', seriously. Like I said before, threat is imminent. And I gotta protect the one thang I can't live without: that's you. I wanna- I wanna marry the one thang I can't live without, Joshua, I wanna marry you. I also don't wanna almost lose you again like at the tavern; I don't wanna almost lose you like that without havin' put a ring on ya, first" he professed, breaking his gaze to softly kissing both of Joshua's knuckles.

Joshua gulped, feeling his face start to heat up again. If this was Aldo's way of proposing (especially right after the deaths of so many men the two of them quickly grew attached to), Joshua would allow it. As of right now, the two of them haven't been able to properly mourn for the Basterds they lost, so the quicker they got together, the better, right? Saves no room for what could have been, if one of them were to die before getting married. He could already feel the tears welling up in his eyes.

"This love has gotten stronger ever since our teen years, and I don't wanna wait any fuckin' longer to actually make you mine. I wanna be with ya even when we're grey 'n' old, Joshy, believe me. Now, I know, I- I- I've never been good at the whole sweet-talkin' thing, so I'm kinda going off on a limb, here, with all o'this and I'm bein' as honest as I've always been, with you" Aldo stuttered, shaking his head."I'm so in love with you, darlin', and I'm proud of how we've come so fuckin' far. We've both lost men- good men, that we both already miss 'n' really care about, and now, it's up to us to not lose each other. You were always there for me when I needed you most, and I want you to be with me forever, 'cause baby, I'm yer's. What'd'ya say, Joshua?".

Joshua swallowed, lips slowly parting. He pulled his hands away to drag them up Aldo's arms, one hand around his neck and the other on the back of Aldo's head."Aldo, I, uh...I..." he quickly licked his lips, too happy for words as tears slowly started to trickle down his cheeks.."That's what I've waited all my life for" Joshua giggled, a huge smile breaking out onto his perfect lips as he nodded.

Aldo let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, his loving gaze going to longing when he looked down at Joshua's lips.

Joshua knew that look all too well, and turned to Utivich."Y'don't mind, if we...y'know, do you, Smithson?" He asked, wiping his eyes swiftly.

"No, sir, of course not. Congrats, I can't wait!" Utivich shook his head, clapping his hands quickly. On cue, he kicked the Colonel in the face, knocking him out and finally shutting him up.

"Thank you" Joshua squeaked, turning back to Aldo, pressing his lips against Aldo's own. He closed his eyes calmly, slinging both his arms around Aldo's neck and pulling him as close as he could, Aldo doing the same with his muscular arms around Joshua's waist.

Aldo slowly closed his eyes, momentarily lifting Joshua up, off the ground, to show how happy he was. He broke out into a grin when Josh's feet touched the ground again, going to kiss his cheek, jaw, then one final one on his neck. Aldo slowly pulled away from giving him his much-deserved affection, just to look at Joshua and smile."God, Joshua Margolis..." he called, hugging Josh.

"Hmm?" Joshua hummed, a warmhearted smile on his lips as he hugged Aldo tightly.

Aldo shook his head, "I love you. So goddamn much".

"Well, Aldo Raine..." Joshua sniffled, pulling away to look Aldo in the eyes."In, uh, i-in a way that's too damn much for anyone to understand, I love you too" he confessed, using his thumb to wipe a stray tear from under Aldo's right eye.

The pair burst out into a fit of soft giggles, knowing that as of this moment, they were no longer the inglorious boyfriends everyone could know, but inglorious husbands. Aldo and Joshua quickly reconnected their lips for another kiss, one that only Basterds who were truly in love could share.

*****

Thus concludes the tale of Lieutenant Joshua Margolis and Lieutenant Aldo Raine. You're probably wondering "But Beck!", And "What happens to them AFTER the movie?". Well, I'll tell you.

Right after this glorious kiss we left off at, Aldo pulls away. He looks Joshua right in his blue eyes, and his face finally breaks. Aldo's smile disappears, as he starts crying- and I'd be lying if I said Joshua doesn't start crying over Donny and the Basterds, too. I'd also be lying if I told you all that Utivich doesn't finally let his guard down and break down sobbing, like he almost did in the truck in Part 7. Joshua pulls Utivich into the hug, and it's a whole group-hug sob-fest that they're finally able to mourn over the Basterds they lost, in.

Joshua and Aldo moved on to fight in the Korean War side-by-side, in the early 50's. They retired from their respectful military lives sometime before the Vietnam War, and settled down. Shame, though: they would’ve kicked ass in it.

Aldo and Joshua settled down in Maynardville, Tennessee, back where it all began. Josh used his family money to build a Jewish day school near his childhood home, in honor of Donny (there's a plaque out front and everything). If possible, I’d like to believe he named it after Donny. 

Speaking of...Joshua was right, in Part 7. For years after the second world war ended, Aldo and him would find themselves spending many silent nights, lying awake, wishing things could have gone differently for the Basterds, imagining what could have been, thinking about how much they miss these truly good men. Joshua would occasionally find himself comforting Aldo, telling his husband how it wasn’t Aldo's fault, there was nothing they could have done, and so on, while holding back tears of his own because he’s having these same thoughts haunt him, too. These same thoughts, on how it was probably Josh's fault, and how there could've been something Josh could have done, and so on.

On a brighter note about the Basterds, the two of them made sure to put in an effort with keeping in touch with Utivich. Joshua and Aldo took in an orphan, a young boy. Wanna know what they named him? Easy.

Smithson Raine. They named their son after PFC Smithson Utivich, who was blown to tears after he found out. Aldo thought Utivich wouldn't cry, but Joshua knew he would.

Smithson Utivich retired from the military shortly after Aldo and Joshua did- he found a girl, got married, and had kids of his own, a son and a daughter, that he named Omar and Bridget.

Utivich eventually wrote and published a book, revolving around WW2. Specifically, the Basterds, his time with the Basterds, and their fates. He wrote stuff about Aldo Raine, and wasn’t afraid to hide Aldo’s romance with Joshua. He wrote about how Aldo and Joshua grew up together, got into military life together, formed the Basterds together, and how they shamelessly did so while romantically involved. This was because he had an inkling that the history books would merely write Aldo and Joshua off as ‘close friends’, but Utivich wanted to share the truth with the world. He wrote about how close Aldo and Joshua were, how they got married in secret, and took in a kid (he mentioned how he officiated the wedding, and how they named the child after him) and how their love never faltered, a day in their lives. This war autobiography grew to be a huge success, which is surprising, due to its clear message about Aldo’s and Joshua’s homosexuality. 

Smithson Utivich passed away in June 1996, 5 decades after WW2 ended (in Inglourious Basterds). He passed away due to a heart attack, his legacy being left behind in the form of his kids and his book.

Aldo and Joshua died hand-in-hand on December 25th, 1996, after Aldo’s long battle with cancer, and after Joshua came to the conclusion that his own pneumonia has won. Joshua left behind his childhood estate to their son Smithson Raine, who obeyed his parents’ wishes and buried them in Joshua’s family’s orchard, side by side. He’d have buried them side by side whether they asked him to or not; it would’ve made sense for them to be buried like that, since Aldo Raine and Joshua Margolis have been at each others’ sides their entire lives. And they should have the right to still be with each other, side by side, in death.

Because for these Inglourious Husbands, even death can’t do them part.

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Inglourious Boyfriends - Part 8

Fandom: Inglourious Basterds (2009)

Pairing: Joshua Margolis (OC) x Lt. Aldo Raine

Word Count: 1220

Warnings: Spoilers For Inglourious Basterds,

Note: This Is It, Part 8. Part 9 Will Be The Finale, I Can’t Wait To Finally Show You All!

Hans had uncuffed Aldo, Joshua, and Utivich before he got on the phone with their General.

Utivich stood back, by the doorway of the room, pensively sipping his wine with his eyes glued on Hans. 

Aldo stayed put, his gaze fixed on the table as he was lost in deep thought while untying his bow tie with one hand. 

Joshua, meanwhile, had already finished his wine, so he stood right behind Aldo, massaging his shoulders.

"So when the military history of this night is written, it will be recorded that I was part of Operation Kino from the very beginning as a double agent. Anything I've done in my guise as an SS Colonel was sanctioned by the OSS as a necessary evil to establish my cover with the Germans. And it was my placement of Lieutenant Aldo Raine's and Captain Joshua Margolis' dynamite in Hitler and Goebbels' opera box that assured their demise".

Aldo looked up at Hans with a 'you gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me' look on his face, tugging his bow off with one hand to hang around his shoulders like a small, useless scarf.

"So that's what he did with our explosives? This fuckin' bitch" Joshua thought to himself.

"By the way, that last part's actually true" Hans claimed, telephone in his hands as he talked into it, walking around aimlessly."I want my full military pension and benefits under my proper rank, I want to receive the Congressional Medal of Honor for my invaluable assistance in the toppling of the Third Reich..." he stopped walking, to ponder."In fact, I want all the members of Operation Kino to receive the Congressional Medal of Honor".

Joshua tried his best to seem calm and collected, but with his boyfriend of almost 15 years and best friend of around 30, along with a Basterd who feels like a brother to him being in the room, it was clear to them that the ugly truth of Donny's incoming death was shaking him up. So he distracted himself with Aldo, trying to set his mind on solely massaging his shoulders.

"Y'okay, Joshy?" Aldo mumbled, not moving his head.

Joshua nodded strictly, even though Aldo couldn't see him. He felt Utivich's eyes on the back of his head.

"Joshua?".

"Yes, sir" Joshua sounded mentally exhausted. He heard Utivich put his wine glass down, and footsteps walking over; this was followed by a soft hand on his shoulder.

Utivich's silent form of comfort. He pulled through by going for a hug- Joshua used one hand as a half-hug back, the other still working on Aldo's shoulder.

"I-I'll be okay, Smithson. Go, uh, finish yer wine" Joshua instructed, Utivich hesitantly following the order. Josh went back to massaging both of Aldo's shoulders, staring off into space with his jaw clenched.

"Hey," Aldo looked up at Joshua, squinting due to the light."I love you. Y'know that, right?".

Joshua nodded."I love you too, Aldo".

"You also know that if Omar and Donowitz go out without us, they'll go out with bravery? They know they're doin' the righteous thing, and we should give 'em that".

Joshua blinked back tears at the thought of never seeing his best friend again, nodding; Aldo has always been a soldier first and foremost, so it's no wonder Aldo is trying to distract them by using the plan."O-Only thing that takes Donny Donowitz out is 'imself".

Aldo silently groaned, reaching up to pat one of Joshua's hands."I'll miss 'em, too" he weakly admitted, already starting to wish that things could have gone differently, that the fates of the men he cared so deeply about could've been helped.

At least he still has Utivich, and Joshua, after all this time.

"Full citizenship for myself- well, that goes without saying. And, I would like the United States of America to purchase property for me on Nantucket Island as a reward for all the countless lives I've saved by bringing the tyranny of the National Socialist Party to a swifter-than-imagined end. Do you have all that, sir?" Landa asked, so full of himself that he didn't catch the quick kiss Joshua planted on the top of Aldo's head."I look forward to seeing you face to face as well, sir...Lieutenant Raine?" He turned to face Joshua and Aldo."Right here" Hans walked over, Aldo taking the phone from him.

Aldo softly nudged Joshua, a gesture for him to back away from Hans.

Joshua pulled his hands away, stepping away from Aldo and Hans, arms at his sides and at attention.

"Yes, sir?" Aldo started into the phone. He listened intently to what the General on the phone was saying, unaware of Hans' gaze focusing on Joshua, who arched a brow when he noticed.

"You know, Lieutenant Margolis, you haven't spoken much since I mentioned Donowitz's inevitable peril" he pointed out.

Joshua cleared his throat."Uh...J-Just...takin' it all in, I suppose" he spoke, taking a step back when Hans took a step toward him."It's not everyday when yer best friend is gonna die and you can't do anythin' about it".

Landa nodded knowingly."Of course, I'm in the right to assume you have a grotesque history with Sergeant Donowitz, as well?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow as the words dripped off his tongue like poison.

"E-Excuse me?" Joshua's expression changed to an offended one, so fast.

The Colonel hummed, taking another step towards him, making Joshua take a step back."I'm also in the right to guess you've had unspeakable pasts with all the men in your little team, eh?" He hissed. Abruptly, Hans reached out, his hand cupping Joshua's cheek."Shame. Disfiguring a Jew with a disgusting lifestyle like yours, but with such a face like yours...it would have brought me so much joy. Especially a body like yours, that your old man's friend supposedly defiled".

Joshua shifted uncomfortably, glancing at Utivich, then Aldo.

Utivich stared at them, pushing himself off of the wall. He glanced over at Aldo, who mumbled "yes sir, excuse me a second-" when he saw Hans with his hand on Joshua.

"Get yer nasty fuckin' Nazi hands off 'im!" Aldo's voice boomed, as he stood up immediately.

Hans closed his eyes, taking a deep, annoyed breath. He painted a fake smile onto his face, pulling away from Joshua and turning around."Aldo, I'm glad you went through that call well. I was just telling your lapdog here how this deal does't fully satisfy me like he apparently fully satisfied that one man" he chirped, Joshua running around him, over to stand behind Aldo.

Aldo glanced over at Joshua, gaze going soft on him, but cold as ice when they returned to Landa."He's not my fuckin' lapdog. He's a Lieutenant who could easily kick yer ass if we didn't make this goddamn deal".

Hans put is hands up, shrugging."Whatever you say, Lieutenant. If anything, I bet ol' Margolis was begging for it".

Aldo stepped forward, more than ready to take a swing at Hans for continuously bring up what had happened to Joshua (which truly happened).

Joshua put a hand on Aldo's shoulder, softly calling him."Aldo, don't".

Aldo turned to look down at Joshua, shoulders slightly relaxing as he obliged.”Fine”.