Title: Art
Author:
[info]linndechir 
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Landa/Hellstrom
Rating: PG-13
Words: 2218
Warning: fluff, foot kink
Summary: Beauty like this was not made to be admired from afar; like music, it should be tasted, felt, smelt, devoured.
Author’s note: I wrote this in a desperate attempt to break my writer’s block; so don't expect too much. I promised a while ago to
[info]nuitari_aquariu  that I’d write a short scene about Landa warming Dieter’s feet in winter - of course, Landa’s point of view is never that simple and straightforward, and I ended up writing loads of Landa introspection with a little bit of foot warming somewhere in between. Again, this is quite fluffy; if you didn’t like Rest, I doubt that you will like this one.


Beauty like this was not made to be admired from afar; like music, it should be tasted, felt, smelt, devoured. )
Title: Freedom and Necessity
Author:
[info]linndechir 
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairings: Stiglitz/Hicox, Hellstrom/Stiglitz
Rating: R
Words: 2400
Warning: hand porn, mild dub-con
Summary: “None of us is really free to do what we want to do, Hugo.”

Author’s note: This was written for the Secret Hanukkah fic exchange on [info]100_scalps . [info]mezzafredda  asked for a hand fetish fic featuring Hicox, preferably with Aldo or Hugo. Hellstrom just insisted on sneaking in there to lend two more pretty hands. Thanks to [info]onjuistheid  for helping me with the ending.



Freedom and Necessity )
Title: Rest
Author:
[info]linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Landa/Hellstrom
Rating: PG-13
Words: 1890
Warning: fluff
Summary: Even Landa and Hellstrom need to rest and relax occasionally.
Author’s note: Apparently, Hellstrom’s pomade is very difficult to wash out. Also, apparently August Diehl
likes it when people do his hair. I wondered whether the same was true for Dieter … and this is what happened. This one-shot does not follow the storyline of La musica delle parole; I’m just saying this to avoid confusion. By the way, part 3 of La musica will probably be written before the end of the month, if anyone is still waiting for the sequel.


Rest )
Author's note: I had this really weird assignment for one of my literature classes: we were supposed to write the first page of a novel. About just anything we want. Now usually I can't write like that, but this time Hellstrom just took over my head and I wrote ... about him. Now obviously I didn't mention his name or anything, but every Basterds fan will recognise Major Creeper in this. I'd feel tempted to continue this if I had the slightest idea what was going to happen next. If you have any ideas, let me know. So, yes, while this is not fanfiction in the strictest sense, it is in fact about Major Hellstrom, so I thought people might want to read it.

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Thin fingers pushed up the sleeve of his coat, pale blue eyes glanced at his watch for the first time. His contact was two minutes late.

Nothing unusual about that. It could happen, even to the most reliable people. None of his colleagues would even waste a thought on this.

But the Colonel wouldn’t have sent him, his best man, if this were a situation one of his colleagues could deal with. And he had been long enough in this line of work to trust his instincts - something was amiss.

He was still relaxed, though. He felt the comforting weight of his twin guns in the shoulder-holsters, hidden under his coat, but they were not the reason for his calm. Although he was an excellent shot, he had hardly killed anyone in all these years. At least not personally. He had always relied more on his brain than on his admittedly quick hands. It was more efficient. More cultivated, too. Shooting people made such a mess, it was a task better left to soldiers.

He leant back on the bench, breathing in the fresh spring air. Fumbled for his cigarettes, lit one, and flipped the match to the ground. Took a greedy drag on the cigarette as if he hadn’t had one in days, although the last one had been less than an hour ago. The Colonel always said that he smoked too much. The old dog would look almost concerned then, as if he cared about his well-being. A snort. That manipulative bastard didn’t know any more about affection and caring than he himself did; he simply didn’t want to lose his best man.

Five minutes. The cigarette stub was dropped to the ground and crushed beneath a boot heel. Five minutes late. Still within the limits of the acceptable, but bordering on the unusual. People knew better than to be late when dealing with the Colonel.

He sighed. He could be a very patient man, but he hated inaction. The sun had already set before he had arrived, and it was getting cold. Mothers with their children and young couples in summer clothes quickly left the park, laughing, talking, playing. Normal people. A sneer.

He lit another cigarette. He was getting annoyed. Damn it, he wasn’t some messenger boy one could keep waiting in the cold. That contact better had a good excuse when he arrived, or else he would make sure that this scum would meet his less sophisticated colleagues. The ones who thought whips were an appropriate means of communication. His lips curled in disdain. Brutes, but they had their uses.

His eyes darted around, but he didn’t notice anything suspicious. The contact was supposed to find him, not the other way around. The rendezvous point had been unambiguous, there could be no misunderstanding.

Fifteen minutes. The third cigarette. As the stub joined its two brothers on the ground, he got up. He had waited long enough. Nobody was fifteen minutes late on a meeting set up by the Colonel. It meant that things weren’t amiss.

They were really fucked up.
Title: Vater
Author: [livejournal.com profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Landa/Hellstrom
Rating: PG-13
Warning: daddy kink
Words: 1228
Summary: For Hans Landa, not even love is unselfish.
Author’s note: A while ago I had this idea that Hellstrom had huge daddy issues, and this is just a quick scene I scribbled while I was trying to come up with clear story ideas. I’m definitely planning to make more of the whole daddy kink idea. I’m even considering writing an AU in which Landa actually IS Hellstrom’s father … erm yes … but not here, don’t worry. ;) I apologise for the lame title.



Title: Five Senses - Part Five: Touch
Author:
[personal profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Hellstrom/Landa
Rating: R
Warning: top!Hellstrom, sub!Landa, hand kink, boot kink, smoking porn
Words: 1744
Author’s note: Finally, the porn! Thanks to
[profile] assassin_nariel
, who came up with the idea for the ending.
Links to part one, part two, part three, part four.


Part five: Touch )
Title: Five Senses - Part four: Taste
Author:
[personal profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Hellstrom/Landa
Rating: PG-13
Warning: top!Hellstrom, sub!Landa, hand kink, smoking porn
Words: 818
Links to part one, part two, part three, part five.

Part four: Taste )


Title: Five Senses - Part three: Smell
Author: [livejournal.com profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Hellstrom/Landa
Rating: PG-13
Warning: top!Hellstrom, sub!Landa, leather kink, gun porn
Words: 760
Links to part one, part two, part four, part five.


Part three: Smell )
Title: Five Senses - Part two: Hear
Author:
[personal profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Hellstrom/Landa
Rating: PG
Warning: top!Hellstrom, sub!Landa, music geekery
Words: 1572
Author’s note: This isn’t really Landa/Hellstrom, it’s Beethoven/Hellstrom with Landa watching. Metaphorically, of course. Warning for shameless music geekery. I couldn’t decide which Beethoven sonata I’d let Hellstrom play; I went for the Appassionata because it’s maybe the one people are most likely to know. If you don’t, listen to it RIGHT NOW. And to all his other piano sonatas. FYI, Bösendorfer is a piano manufacturer, or rather THE piano manufacturer. ;)
Links to part one, part three, part four, part five.


Part two: Hear )
Title: Five Senses - Part one: See
Author: [livejournal.com profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Hellstrom/Landa
Rating: PG
Warning: top!Hellstrom, sub!Landa, hand kink, smoking porn
Words: 1021
Author’s note: What Hellstrom is doing in this scene is blatantly stolen from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. Mhmm, Garak and Hellstrom should meet. I don’t think they’d get along, but they’d mindfuck each other to no end.
Links to part two, part three, part four, part five.


Part one: See )
Title: Reckless
Author: [livejournal.com profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Landa/Hellstrom
Rating: R
Words: 1205
Warning: asphyxiation, minor gun play.
Summary: Landa loses control.
Author’s note: Plotless strangulation kink. This is entirely Mr Waltz’s fault for giving me an asphyxiation kink. For [profile] emcee_mana , who made me realise that I failed to go into more detail when I mentioned strangulation in La Musica delle Parole. This little PWP, which is completely unrelated to La Musica delle Parole, is just an attempt to make up for that. Thanks to [profile] assassin_nariel for suggesting the additional gun play.




Click here for the strangulation porn )
Title: La Musica delle Parole, part two
Author:
[personal profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Landa/Hellstrom
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: power play, language kink, uniform&boot kink, sadistic Landa.
Words: 5562
Summary: Hans Landa loves languages almost as much as messing with other people's minds. Hellstrom, a man of similar taste, admires him too much for his own good.

Author’s note: Here is finally the smutty sequel to
part one of La Musica delle Parole! Unfortunately, the language kink is a lot less central than in part one, but I hope that all the other kinks will make up for it. Like in part one, the fic itself is in English, and English translations of the German and French dialogue can be found at the bottom of the page. I had planned to put some Italian in this scene, but somehow it didn’t fit. Maybe next time. I will definitely write a third chapter … because this needs a sequel.



La Musica delle Parole, part two )



Cut to the translation of the German and French dialogue; it might be easier to read if you open this in a separate tab instead of scrolling all the time. )
Title: La Musica delle Parole
Author: [livejournal.com profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Landa/Hellstrom
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: language!kink, sadistic Landa
Words: 2400
Summary: Hans Landa loves languages almost as much as messing with other people's minds. Hellstrom, a man of similar tastes, admires him too much for his own good. LANGUAGE KINK!
Author’s note: It was about time for a language kink!fic in this fandom, and Landa and Hellstrom are just the perfect characters for this. I’m considering to write a more explicit sequel, if anyone would be interested. The fic itself is in English, but parts of the dialogue are in French and German; the English translation can be found at the bottom of the page. Thanks to [profile] assassin_nariel for her amazing suggestions.


La Musica delle Parole )
Title: Opposite and Complement 1/?
Author:
[personal profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Dieter Hellstrom/Hugo Stiglitz
Rating: PG (in this chapter, overall NC-17)
Words: 1400
Summary: The story of Dieter Hellstrom and Hugo Stiglitz, two childhood friends who loved each other once, before war and politics could drive a wedge between them.
A/N: Hellstrom/Stiglitz was begging to be written, after that whipping scene, but I wanted to write more than just torture-porn. I wanted, don’t hit me for this, I wanted to write a tragic, beautiful, profound love story. Yes, between two (ex-)Nazis, who hate each other in canon. So I came up with the idea that they were childhood friends, became lovers later, and eventually things turned really bad until they reached the state of affairs we see in the movie. How? That’s what I’m trying to explore here. The first chapter is pretty tame, but the fic itself will contain explicit slash, sometimes gentle, sometimes extremely violent.
The prison scene in this chapter is set in 1935. Hugo is in prison for some minor breach of regulations, not for the murders we see in the movie.
Thanks to
[profile] assassin_nariel for hours of fandom-discussions and for mutual inspiration.

I wrote this chapter in German, then translated it into English. That’s why the style is rather different from how I usually write. For those of you who speak German, I recommend you read the
German version, which I’ve also posted on my journal. Personally, I think it’s better than the English translation. I haven’t decided yet if I will continue the story in both languages, or only in English. Thoughts?



Opposite and Complement, Part One )

To my dear English-speaking readers: I usually write fanfiction in English, and exclusively in English. For some reason, when the idea of a Hellstrom/Stiglitz-fic appeared in my head, I started writing it in German. It wasn’t even a conscious choice, it just happened. Maybe because both characters are German. But, for your convenience (and my feedback), I translated this fic into English: Opposite and Complement, Part One

Titel: Gegenstück und Ergänzung 1/?
Autor: [livejournal.com profile] linndechir
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Dieter Hellstrom/Hugo Stiglitz
Rating: PG (in diesem Kapitel, das wird sich noch ändern)
Wortzahl: 1400
Zusammenfassung: Die Geschichte von Dieter Hellstrom und Hugo Stiglitz, zwei Kindheitsfreunden, die sich mehr liebten als alles andere auf der Welt, bevor Politik und Krieg sie entzweien konnten.
A/N: In English, because I’m too lazy to translate my own author’s note. Hellstrom/Stiglitz was begging to be written, after that whipping scene, but I wanted to write more than just torture-porn. I wanted, don’t hit me for this, I wanted to write a tragic, beautiful, profound love story. Yes, between two (ex-)Nazis, who hate each other in canon. So I came up with the idea that they were childhood friends, became lovers later, and eventually things turned really bad until they reached the state of affairs we see in the movie. How? That’s what I’m trying to explore in this story. The first chapter is pretty tame, but the fic itself will contain explicit, sometimes gentle, sometimes extremely violent slash.
The prison scene in this chapter is set in 1935. Hugo is in prison for some minor breach of regulations, not for the murders we see in the movie.
More A/N-babbling about uniforms and ranks at the end of the page.


Gegenstck und Ergnzung )

FIC: Winter

Sep. 2nd, 2009 12:08 am
Title: Winter
Author: [livejournal.com profile] linndechir 
Fandom: Inglourious Basterds
Pairing: Aldo Raine/Hugo Stiglitz
Rating: PG
Words: 1514
Summary: In a cold night two weeks after the Basterds picked up Hugo, Aldo decides it’s time to get to know him better.
Author’s note: Actually I wanted to write gratuitous Aldo/Hugo-smut, but it ended up being a very harmless cuddle scene with some UST. Apparently the boys decided they wanted to get better acquainted first. ;) This is unfortunately not beta-read. If there are any helpful beta readers among you, I’d appreciate the help.



France, an abandoned barn, winter 1941/42 )

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