i don't think that you've got the guts adult, 4566 words donny donowitz/smithson utivich pre-movie. If Smitty’s admitting things to himself and the world, he’s more than ready to trade in the oily, newspaper-wrapped food and the smoky-gray office and the creaky theater seats for whatever this is, for the maybe-promise of something bigger, coaxed into being by the sensation of Donny’s hand ...
Title: i don't think that you've got the guts Rating: adult Fandom: Inglourious Basterds Summary: Pre-movie. If Smitty’s admitting things to himself and the world, he’s more than ready to trade in the oily, newspaper-wrapped food and the smoky-gray office and the creaky theater seats for whatever this is, for the maybe-promise of something bigger, coaxed into being by the sensation of ...
you were my glass menagerie adult, 6694 words donny donowitz/smithson utivich, some donny/omar ulmer When they were what they were, it was like he was fucking a folk hero, power and heritage slipped latent into the pores of Donny’s skin, something both sweet and vile for Smitty to suck out of him. follows there's no use in fighting . also: ficmix (sort of)! created for a ...
Title: you were my glass menagerie Rating: adult Fandom: Inglourious Basterds Summary: When they were what they were, it was like he was fucking a folk hero, power and heritage slipped latent into the pores of Donny’s skin, something both sweet and vile for Smitty to suck out of him. Author's Note: Follows there's no use in fighting . You can find the ficmix for this story here . ...
Title: you were my glass menagerieFandom: Inglourious Basterds Characters/Pairing: Donny Donowitz/Smithson Utivich, some Donny/Omar Ulmer Summary: A sort-of ficmix created for a fanmix challenge, based on this story . Note: The songs run the gamut of way silly to super melodramatic and I chose some of them mainly for the overall mood, rather than for specific lyrics. Also, ...
a face that you'll lose adult, 5337 words donny donowitz/smithson utivich pre-movie, based on b. j. novak's invented backstory about smitty There’s something unsettling about Donny though, a little air he gives off that makes Smitty think his gaze is less about undressing another man with his eyes, and more about envisioning the way one’s intestines might look wrapped around his fingers. ...
there's no use in fighting adult, 4947 words donny donowitz/smithson utivich Donny leans his head to the side, looking slightly bored. “There’s no such thing as intimate shit. Nothing’s private. The only thing people ever fucking do alone is die. It’s just the way it is.” warning! rude terms for gay people. also, sex and violence. link goes to my fic journal.
you can't tell me that you've never heard adult, 4671 words donny donowitz/smithson utivich It sounds weird for Gerold to be moralizing, to beseech his sense of correctness when they both spend their days counting Nazi heads on their hands and Smitty tries not to think about it too much. Instead, he wonders if he can explain the way he feels his muscles constricting when Donny makes offhand ...
i remember every single fine line in between. adult, 3530 words donny donowitz/smithson utivich And suddenly, it’s all so clear, and all Smitty can think is, Oh. warning! crude terms for jews and gays! in case that bothers you. link goes to my ficjournal.
