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AHAHAHHAHA MARVEL CONTENT

I WILL BE ✨THRIVING✨ WITH ALL THE BEW MCU SERIES AND MOVIES COMING OUT THIS YEAR

New! ‘The Falcon and the Winter Soldier’ virtual launch event😁

Love how the cast of Wandavision, Hawkeye, and Loki made an appearance in it❤️

They stand serious and funny 😎🤘

Such a different Brühl🥺

Who is he posing for? 👀

German baby OwO

I looked at it, shed a tear, and was left with a touch of sadness, and I liked it.

The body does not digest digital coloring

🎶 Cuz mama I’m in love with a criminal 🎶

Zemo was definitely making some points in the last episode. Pardon the first image, I didn’t use a reference until I was almost done with it, which seems counter intuitive.

[This has probably been done before, if yes, it wasn’t my intention to unrightfully copy anyone]

Portraits taken before the Rudolf Dassler by Puma fashion show during the Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week in Berlin. 📸 MJ Kim (July 2007) + my edits

This is the equivalent of antidepressants for me. I love Daniel Brühl sooo much and he is adorable here!

The Falcon and The Winter Soldier Bloopers

I miss them every day

DANIEL BRÜHL, SEBASTIAN STAN & ANTHONY MACKIE

Behind the Scenes of The Falcon and The Winter Soldier | Marvel Studios’ ‘Assembled’

Opposites attract • Niki Lauda Imagine •

The marriage had been talk of the racing tracks and the racing media for MONTHS now. No one could believe the fact that THE Niki Lauda, rule follower asshole extraordinaire, had not only married a woman half his age, but one such as HER. Covered in tattoos, metal in her face, and a crazy personality to boot. They were such opposites that everyone thought it was a play for attention. His rivalry with James Hunt was getting heated and in order to keep the attention on him, he'd gone out and done something crazy. But that wasn't true at all. Your relationship with Niki was real.

You stood by his side and supported him no matter how crazy the plan or how much of an asshole he was. You would gamble that you were the only person who DID check him on his attitude towards you at points. You understood it was his defense mechanism especially when he was stressed. But you made it VERY clear that it gave him no right to treat you like shit. That if he needed to vent you were always there. But do NOT take it out on you. And he was flabbergasted at your outburst at first, but then he began to change his attitude towards you and he would rant but not AT you. Rather TO you. And you were happy to listen and throw the occasional cuss word or insult in there as well in agreeance.

He loved the way you weren't scared if anyone's opinion of you. How you did and said what you wanted and when you wanted. He especially liked it when James was insulting him and you unleashed your firey forked tongue and gave him the insulting of his life infront of his women, taking him down a few pegs. He liked the fear in Hunts eyes as the fire in yours sparked to life and you stepped towards the blonde as if you were death herself coming to drag his soul to the depths of darkness. It made his heart swell to know you were fiercely loyal and protective of him, he'd never had that before.

He loved the way you listened to his concerns without blowing him off as arrogant or scared of losing. You had begged him not race that day. Told him that it was OK if he sat that one out. That it didn't matter what the other drivers thought. Trust his gut. Don't do it. But his arrogance had pushed him to get into that car and on that wet track even though he knew there was more than that 20% chance he didn't usually push. And he had crashed. He felt the flames licking his skin as he was dragged from his car. And he felt your hand in his the whole time he was unconscious. He heard you tell the priest to "kindly fuck off cause he's not dead yet." He wanted so badly to chuckle but he couldn't move. Couldn't respond. Could only rattle what little air he had in his lungs. But you were there through it all. The painful bandage changed and procedures. You didn't flinch. You held onto his hand with deadly determination in your eyes and looked at him with nothing else but pure love, giving him pep talks that would cause nurses and doctors to look at you with pity and confusion. But you didn't care. He was YOUR Niki. And he was gonna kick ass.

And when he finally did come back to the track, you were right by his side. Ever the overbearing wife. "Niki, did you take your pills?" "Niki, it's water time. Drink up." "Niki, don't forget to change your bandages before the race." But he couldn't bring himself to be the tiniest bit angry or annoyed. He was grateful you were by his side keeping his already fragile health in mind. And he knew it was so he would be able to keep racing. He knew that was your motivation. His motivation. So when James Hunt made his was into his bay and began speaking to him, you weren't happy. At all. The accident was HIS fault. And Niki confirmed that to him. But when Niki decided to forgive him, you begrudgingly did too. If Niki could, you could too you supposed.

But when that damned press conference happened, you were uneasy. You knew these fucking reporters were like vultures. And one of them would manage to engage you by being an insensitive fuck. And you were right. "Niki, what did your wife say when she saw you? how do you expect your marriage to survive this?" The heat that surrounded your body as your blood rushed through your ears was almost unbearable. You clenched your fists and took a deep breath. "She said, sweet, you don't need a handsome face to drive, only a left foot." The room laughed in acceptance but the reporter pushed and it was enough to make what little patience leave you body. "Im serious. How do you expect your marriage to survive when you look like that?" You stormed towards the table Niki was sitting at, reporters turning towards you and gasping. You leaned down next to where Niki was sitting and moved the microphone towards yourself as he looked up at you in confusion. "Im sorry I'm not that shallow to think that looks is all that makes up a relationship. And if you do, well, God do I feel sorry for your wife. I told the priest Reading his last rites to fuck off because he wasn't dead yet. And here he sits. A marriage is until death. Through thick and thin. Sickness and in health. Though I wouldn't expect you to understand that. Fuck you. Press conference over." You said and grabbed Nikis hand, pulling him up and out of the room as cameras flashed, Niki following behind you in a daze.

When Niki decides to race in Japan you feel a anxious sickness building up in your stomach watching him get into his car. These conditions were way worse than the ones that caused his accident. And whilst you didn't say anything, not wanting to cause an argument, Niki could see the fear on your face. And that's when his plan cemented in his head. He would never again put you through that sickness that settled in your stomach whenever you thought back to the crash. He would never again leave you wondering if you'd be a Widow before you even got started. He would make decisions with you in mind from now on. So when he pulled back into the bay after the first lap and killed the engine, pulling off his Helmut you jumped into his arms and he caught you with a smile on his face. He would never again leave you. No matter what.

The day his father came knocking, wanting to reconcile now that his son had made something of himself and made him eat his own words, you were having none of it. You made it VERY clear to Niki that this was a power play. Not a 'I miss my son genuinely' move. He was torn. But you explained to him that you had lived around narcissistic people your whole life and they would leave when you had nothing to offer them and then come crawling back to drain you when you did. And after a long talk between the two of you, he declined his father's offer of a renewed relationship, to which the man angrily spat insults which hit Niki where it hurt and left him in peices once again. Peices you were left to pick up and reinforce with love. You wouldn't ever let anyone hurt Niki again. You swore it.

When Niki began to teach you how to drive F1 cars, it was a debacle. You were a MESS. It took everything he had to not throw his hands up and walk away, giving up. And eventually, you got it. He often got annoyed at how silly you acted doing it but he came to realize that whilst his happiness in his car was strictly business and hidden, yours was a childlike joy that you had no issues showing. And he accepted it wholeheartedly and even came to enjoy it. Soon it was a hobby for you that you both partook in in the off seasons for fun, much to the Ferrari teams amusement. Enzo Ferrari himself even visited the track a few times to watch you two horse around in mock races on his track.

The next season you two are back on the race track, this time with your new knowledge of the cars and races and a brand new, Ferrari red jacket with the 'Y/N Lauda' across the back of it over top the giant Ferrari logo. Officially apart of the team, though just starting out in the F3 leagues with Nikis help. This drives the media CRAZY. No one saw this coming. Not even you. The press fights over interviewing the both of you together, the dynamic duo, the Laudas. Husband and wife Formula One and Three racers. What a sensational story.

A/N: this one just kinda flowed. Hope you like it!

His Biggest Weakness - Baron Helmut Zemo x Female! Reader

SUMMARY: He was very serious on his "NO PETS" rule, but he just couldn't say no to you.

WARNINGS: Super fluffy, established relationship, softZemo!, German pet names, age gap (reader is 26, Helmut is 45), cute af kitten! the characters are technically speaking German, but it's written in English (minus the pet names and some words sprinkled in).

Helmut was currently sitting in the library of the (since the fall of Sokovia) "Zemo manor", located on the outskirts of eastern Germany. The smell of old books, and lavender was a welcoming aroma. He was sitting at a desk close to the huge window, needing new scenery from his at times stuffy office. The view of trees, birds and the warm sun brought peace and serenity to his soul. His fingers, soft and skilled, glided across the keys of his laptop.

As the Baron finished his last email, his stomach told him it was time to get some lunch downstairs. closing his laptop he stood up and headed out the door, turning left down a long hallway. Politely knocking on the door as he entered the room, eyes landing on the beautiful woman sitting sitting in the cozy four poster bed. Warm Coffee in one hand, with her other scrolling her own laptop. a look of adoration rested on her facial features.

"Mein Schatz?" his voice clear and meaningful, glistening (e/c) eyes raised from the screen. "Yes, mein Hübscher?" you replied, Helmut sat next to her on the bed to see what his love was so enamored by. adorable kittens of different breeds covered the screen.

Helmut was super stern with his no pet rule He had stated that as much as he would love to have a cute furry friend following him around, he knew it would be a big responsibility to care for it.

Nevertheless, he knew he was in trouble when you looked at the screen and back to him. "Can we please get a kitten?" your head fell back, nose facing the celling with your free hand four-finger-pointing the screen. "Prinzessin, you know my rule about pets" Helmut kindly reminded you, your shoulders sag at the reminder, but you weren't going to back down. "Helmut..." you dragged.

'Oh no, it's begun!' Helmut thought to himself. "When you go on your business trips, I get so lonely. A kitten-then-cat will help me have company while your gone!" coffee cup placed onto your respective side table, hand gripping his silk sleeve as you brought your body closer to his. Helmut's eyes fought to not look into yours, but he lost.

Your lower lip was jutted in a pout, and your eyes were wide and pleading. 'Scheiße' he was struggling hard. "Schatz, let's go have some lunch ja?" body rising from the plush bed. "THAT WASN'T AN ANSWER!...Hey!" you called out as he vanished from your sight. Shutting and picking up your laptop you followed after him. He was a spec down the hall, heading down the stairs.

entering the grand kitchen, you placed the laptop on the table by the equally as grand window. "Liebe, are you feeling like a panino with a side of grapes, or leftover soup from last night with a toasted cheese sandwich and a side of watermelon?" he asked as you stood next to him by the vast fridge. "The last option, and a proper answer please", you put your hand on your hips. He smiled softly, "alright, I'll let you know by the end of the day ok?" he grabbed your cheeks and gave your lips a tender kiss. "Ok!" you beamed.

"Now, do you want to handle the sandwiches or watermelon?" he laid out the ingredients on the black marble bench.

"hmm? I'll handle the watermelon" you replied as you got the knife and cutting board out. "Wunderbar" Helmut reacted.

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The sun had set, the noise of the day had become quiet as you finished brushing your teeth and removing your sheet facemask. you swapped your loungewear for some loose cotton pajama shorts and one of Helmut's soft long sleeve t-shirts.

you slipped into bed as Helmut placed his book on his side table, opening his arm for you to slide into his side s you do every night. "So, it's the end of the day" you say as you settle into his warmth.

"it is..." his fingers ran through your freshly washed hair. "...and I have come to a conclusion. We can get a Kitten, but the kitten needs to be a short hair. That is my only requirement." your body shook happily as you hugged him tighter. "YES! that is completely ok, I have been looking at this tabby girl look!" you opened your phone and pulled up a screenshot of the kitten. The photo had an email, phone number and information of the cutie. "can you please zoom in on the email? I'll send an email to the place now" the brunettes fingers typed on his phone. While you watched his fingers glide, your whole body was buzzing with excitement.

"I am not going to be able to sleep now, I am elated!" your cheesy smile melted Helmut's heart. He pulled you close, and ran his fingers through your hair with a chuckle.

"you know how to get into my head, and I know how to get into yours. so relax, sleep. I'll see your beautiful eyes tomorrow."

"Oh you're a smooth man, Gute Nacht, meine Liebe"

"Gute Nacht, mein Schatz"

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A few days had passed, and now you were walking into the adoption Centre to collect your kitten. The two of you had been to see her, and you both fell in love instantly. You had bought a carry crate and all the essentials on your way home. You were greeted by the same receptionist, who took you to a room with a German sign which translated to 'Adoption Collection'.

you entered the first door and were welcomed by a gentleman who handled the department. Helmut conversed with the man, and handled the correct paperwork. The receptionist tapped your shoulder politely and asked "this will take a couple of minutes, would you like to help get her in the crate?" You nodded, and informed your boyfriend on your movements. He smiled at your excited face "Ok, have fun!" before continuing the paper work.

The woman opened the door for you, and you made immediate eye-contact with your furry baby. You approached the wall of adopted kittens calmly as to not frighten both yours, and the others. getting out a key, the woman opened the door for your kitten and motioned for you to pick her up. The kitten smelled your fingers, and relaxed at the familiar scent. The kitten emitted gentle meows, as you pet the top of her head. You went to place the tabby into the crate, getting onto your knees and saying words to calm her.

"Have you decided on a name?" The receptionist queried. "Yeah we are calling her Mia, very short and equality sweet" you responded as you fixed the supple pastel yellow blanket around her.

"Oh my god, that's lovely! She definitely is a Mia" Her hands clasped together. "Danke!"

Helmut walked into the room, his eyes warm as he asked "is Mia ready to go?" you hummed a yes and headed out of the room, approaching the main area. The two of you thanked the staff and headed to Helmut's black ML Class Mercedes Benz. Helmut's large hand opened the backseat door, and you placed the crate behind the driver seat. You made sure the seatbelt was secured around the bottom before settling next to her behind the passenger seat, and placing your own belt on.

"You know you'll have a long time to be with her right?" The man humored. You let out a small chuckle and explained "I am providing moral support, as cars can be intimidating for kittens" you put your hands up in defense. The Baron shook his head with an amused smile while gently closing the door.

The drive went smooth, your hand was stroking Mia's fur threw the crates opening on the top and peaceful music emanated from the car's radio. You three got home and started setting the furry ball of cuteness up in her own space in your office, which was attached to your bedroom.

Hours went by as you played with her, she took naps on your laps, and got familiar with where her food, water, and litter box was. You felt bad when you needed to leave the room to eat or drink yourself.

The sun started setting through the window, filling the room with gold, orange and pink tones and Helmut turned to you and said

"You really are my biggest weakness"

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AHH my first Zemo fic!

I am content with this piece, I have always pictured Zemo having a tabby cat so I love this concept!

I watched Captain America: Civil War before watching Inglorious Basterds and the thought of how Daniel Brühl could have been utilised better in the MCU was always in the back of my head after that.

Turns out watching Zemo dancing was it for me.

((PS: When Zemo wore that mask i thought he'd abandon Sam, Bucky and Sharon. Like a Loki move. He didn't and I was surprised))

The Way The Falcon and the Winter Soldier LEVELED UP with episode 3!!

he deserved a fucking OSCAR for this !!

rush brainrot time of the year

I feel like I have to thank my 7th grade German teacher for watching goodbye Lenin with us and with that making me realize that I was hella gay (and maybe in love with Daniel Brühl)

DANIEL BRÜHL as HELMUT ZEMO in THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER Season 1, Episode 3: Power Broker “I’m a Baron, Sam.”

The King's Man:The Beginning

I saw this movie today and I absolutely loved it. I laughed, I cried, I celebrated, I wondered, I was surprised.

These movies are very underrated in my opinion, but this franchise is one of my favorites❤️

IS THAT DANIEL BRÜHL AS KARL LAGERFELD??? why him tho lol but I love it, definitely going to watch it, hope I won't forget about it till June : P

The poster is so vibrant I just know Karl will absolutely DESPISE this

And I love it because of that.

𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥

Daniel Brühl x supermodel!reader | 18+ soft smut

Summary: You're a supermodel hired to model Zegna's new collection along side Daniel Brühl, but your session takes an unexpected yet pleasant turn.

Pairing: soft/sub/nervous Daniel x bubbly/full of energy reader

Warnings: 18+, soft smut, semi public sex (?), blowjob

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Daniel wasn't a model but he did pretty good on photoshoots when he was alone, at least he hoped so. With a partner though? That was a whole nother story. That is why he was a little stressed this time. He was going to work with one of the best, and prettiest, models in the world – Y/N L/N – for ZEGNA's new fall/winter collection.

He arrived to the set way ahead of time to make sure he would be ready when you arrive. To his surprise you were already there, waiting for him, getting your hair done.

„Daniel! "

You chirped happily, noticing him in the mirror in front of you. The man corrected his collar nervously with a smile before making his way over to you. Instead of shaking your stretched out hand, as you would expect, he kissed it gently as a gentleman should - which took you aback but you didn’t complain.

„I'm really happy to finally meet you”

„I'm glad to meet you too! "

Daniel's voice was like honey to your ears making your skin shiver. You took a better look at him as he stood near you. He was even more handsome in real life than you could've imagined. When he sat down you noticed his leg jump like crazy – he was stressed... You didn’t like that... Not because he could 'ruin' the photoshoot. No... You knew it couldn’t happen, he was too good at it. But because you were afraid of his well being.

„Hey... It's gonna be okay. You're gonna do great... As always "

You whispered with a chuckle, your hand making it's way over to his jumping leg and soothing it gently. Those actions made Daniel's heart go crazy. He felt like he would have a heart attack soon if you kept rubbing his leg.

„I hope so... Don't want to ruin your photos after all "

You gasped theatricaly.

„Oh honey! You're the star here! Not me. I should be the one scared. But I'm not, and neither should you. Cause I KNOW you're gonna do amazing! "

Daniel admired your enthusiasm and faith in him. It seemed as if you had it more than himself. He chuckled to your words while looking down and softly shaking his head.

„Okay, okay. Let's say I believe you”

„You have to believe in yourself and not believe me”

Through the whole preparation, the man noticed your flirty demeanour and affectionate touches. He didn’t mind that though, he found it nice to get attention from women - especially from you - and now he felt relaxed in your presence.

You were a flirtatious person who usually didn’t notice they flirt with everyone, but with Daniel? Ohh... You were heads over heals with that man - you were since you found out about him which was quite a long time ago - and you flirted with him purposely, hoping to take him out for dinner later.

„Tell me... Is there some lady Brühl waiting for you back home or can I steal you for a few hours after the shoot to go eat something? "

You asked between conversations. Daniel shook his head softly then turned to face you with a smirk.

„I guess you can be my lady for the evening”

He blurted our before realizing what he just said and after he did, he turned back to the mirror, dark blush on his face. What that woman did to him...

„I would be flattered, dear”

The cheerful smile on your face made Daniel's knees weak, good thing he was sitting or he would've fallen down right there and then.

When the photographer arrived you started your job. He put you really close to Daniel. His smell was intoxicating, making you crave for him even more, and the closeness made him even more nervous than before.

You were just supposed to be casual, relaxed, have fun with it, but Daniel was rather... Stiff... And not in the good way. So after about 10 minutes of work the man behind the camera sighed heavily signaling a short break.

„Hey... What is it? "

You asked Daniel, your voice soft, one of your arms resting on his shoulder while your hand played with the hair on the back of his head. He didn’t reply, looking around the room nervously and breathing heavily. His hand ‘unintentionally’ brushed against yours, making you grab it and interwine your fingers. You smirked devilishly and leaned closer, your lips almost touching his earlobe.

„Oh honey~ There’s no need to be so nervous. What do you say for this... I'll give you a little heads up, so you would relax and later you'll get an award if you do a great job, okay?’’

‘’Wha- What do you mean?”

“oh come on! You know what I mean~ I can feel you getting excited with my every touch”

You pulled closer, your bodies pressed against each other, lips almost touching. A blush spread across Daniel’s face, making you smile from ear to ear. His eyes avoided yours, he felt unprofesional, ashamed of his state, but you didn’t mind.

‘’Meet me in the bathroom”

You whispered and placed a soft kiss on his lips, before leaving. The man took a deep breath then followed in your tracks almost immediately. He didn’t even managed to knock on the bathroom door when you pulled him inside by his clothes and pressed against the door. You locked it then slowly dropped down to your knees.

„You have to be quiet... "

You whispered then started your sinful ministrations, without any objection from Daniel, to your surprise. With one swift motion you undid his pants and pulled them down, revealing a big bulge strained by his boxers. You bit your lip, looking up at the flustered man. His eyes were dark with lust, but his body didn’t show it, it was rather shy. You took a deep breath and freed his member. He was big, both in lenght and breadth, and you liked it... You liked a little challenge.

You licked it slowly from the perfectly trimmed bush up to the tip, then without any hesitation took him in entirely. The gagging motion signaling that it’s a bit too much made you pull away a little. You started to bob your head ahead and back, occasionally stopping to rub your thumb against his tip. You could see, and partially hear, that Daniel enjoyed it as he tried his best to quiet down his moans and grunts. You tried to be as fast as you could, as you didn’t have a lot of time, but also tried to tease the man, which you would usually do. You sucked him fast, almost bringing him to the edge to then pull away, smiling brightly and softly massaging his balls, then again and again.

Soon Daniel couldn’t take it anymore and started to quietly beg for the release. It made your panties even wetter than they already were. His pleas and cries filled the room and stroked your ego. You were so proud of yourself for being able to make one of the most handsome man in the world so vulnerable and crave for your touch. Soon you decided you tortured him enough. You went as fast as you could, massaging his balls roughly.

‘’Liebchen... I-I'm close...’’

Daniel breathed out before a loud moan escaped his lips and his warm seed filled your throat. You pulled away and showed him the mess he made in your mouth, before gulping down everything. You stood up, pulling his boxers and pants up.

‘’You did such an amazing job...’’

You praised with a warm smile, cleaned yourself up and left the bathroom after placing a soft kiss to the man’s cheek. You were really satisfied with your job as later, almost every photo came out perfectly.

After the photoshoot was done, you took Daniel out for dinner and late at night, he made you his lady Brühl, just as he promised.

Crossover Rush+Thor MCU

Shoshanna and Fredrick in chibi style *-*

My favorit characters in Inglorious Basterds