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psst, i rediscovered my love for daniel bruhl, is this fandom still alive?

Guess I should add: does anyone know where to watch Ich und Kaminski (Me and Kaminski)? I’m going crazy trying to find it 😅

#daniel bruhl x reader #daniel brühl #laszlo kreizler x reader #niki lauda x reader #andrea marowski x reader #alex kerner x reader #helmut zemo x reader #helmut zemo #requests open

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ayo, i'm sincerely tipsy on a two year old beaujolais (dry fruity french red wine) - would you consider writing something about sharing a good bottle of wine with zemo or laszlo?

Done and done :)

Word Count: 528

Slight warning for canon violence and a little body horror, all canon to the show also look out for spoilers. Also reader works in the police department with Sara but no gender is specified. 

Soft crackling filled the room, the heat of the fire kissing any bit of exposed flesh. You’d been sitting in front of the fireplace for the better part of an hour listening to John, Sara, Laszlo and the Isaacson twins spew facts out about the most recent murder. You sat staring into the flames rather than getting involved.

It wasn’t until a glass was pressed into your hands that you finally tore your eyes away. Seated across from you was Laszlo, himself holding a glass of wine. “Dr. Kreizler, should you not be working on the case?” You questioned. 

The man hummed, swirling the liquid in circles with his left hand. “Unfortunately I must also relieve myself of the gruesome details from time to time.” A subtle nod drew your attention to the bottle of wine, the cork laying haphazardly to the side. You let out a breath. 

“Laszlo, this is far too expensive.” You brought both hands around the glass. 

The doctor huffed out what could only be described as a dry chuckle. “Relax, I assure you, it would have just sat and collected dust.” The shuffling of feet slowly drew out of the room and down the hall, leaving you with your frazzled companion.

Finally, you brought the glass to your lips, relishing in the luxury drink. “It is not often I see you so arbitrarily slack Laszlo.” You smiled as your gaze shot down to look at the wine, not missing the way his gaze softened. “Though, I suppose it is nice.” 

A brief silence dusted the room. Mentally, you noted that it was likely the first time you’d been alone with the troubled alienist in which he wasn’t discussing brutal slaughter. Details you’d overheard started to slowly worm their way through your mind. Eyes removed. Hands taken. Mutilated-

“Do you play piano, my dear?” It was uttered so quietly you could have missed it. Your eyes met with the set of deep of umber ones adjacent to you. In honesty, you were sure he didn’t really care about the answer-- rather, he’d probably seen you begin to intensely focus and decided to step in-- but you couldn’t help the way your heart skipped.

You cleared your throat, downing the rest of the wine, ignoring the way it nearly made you choke. “I have dabbled. Afraid I’ve never had the time, working in the police department has made sure of that. I’m sure Sara could attest.”

“Well, what do you like to do, then?” Laszlo leaned back in his chair, taking an opportunity to refill his glass and pass you the bottle to do the same.

You weren’t exactly sure how much you spoke, or drank for that matter. What you were sure of, however, was that you’d seen a completely different side of Laszlo Kreizler. From then on, he was softer with he way he spoke to you and often invited you to spend evenings in his home with another bottle of wine and pages of evidence. 

Curiosity radiated off of the rest of the little detective group, but John Moore was just glad that Laszlo could find the time to even slightly relax.

#laszlo kreizler x reader #the alienist x reader #daniel brühl #daniel bruhl x reader #I've drank like once so sorry if this is awful lol #laszlo kreizler you beautiful man

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i didn’t forget about this blog lol

i’ve started watching The Alienist, Nichts Bereuen, and Ich und Kaminski so my plate has been full ;)

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dating daniel scenario no. ∞

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I don't have a prompt but I'm begging for crumbles of a niki fic 🥺

I've got you! Thanks for asking!

Mild nsfw toward the end, keep scrolling kiddos

The sweat that dared to slip from your brow was proof enough for Niki. His teasing had done more than annoy you; it made you downright nervous. You had already played it off as concern for the racers mixed with the heat, but you knew deep down how you felt.

During the last lap of the race, you had dipped away to a blocked-off part of the pits. If you were caught you'd be kicked out for sure. Maybe it would be relieving.

Just as you swiped your face with your shirt, the feeling of fingertips brushing across your torso made you yelp. Dropping your hands, you swallowed at the man who had been the cause of your butterflies.

"Niki! I-I'm sorry, please don't tell anyone, I-"

The Austrian driver chuckled, hands gripping your hips gently. "Relax, maus. So shy, aren't we?" He teased, reveling in the way your chest heaved at the nickname. Niki's fingers moved smoothly toward your temple, ghosting over the hair on your forehead. "May I?"

You nodded shakily. You waited for him to brush the hair behind your ear- instead, you were surprised as he grabbed your face and kissed you. This was a dream. None of this was real. That was the only explanation, right? The way Niki's lips molded softly to yours told you otherwise.

When he pulled away, huffing in an attempt to catch his breath, his hand trailed down to capture yours. "Let's get out of here." He offered. You cocked an eyebrow at him. "Come home with me. We've played enough games."

Despite your shaking legs, you let him pull you along. You'd barely made it to the car before he pulled you in for another kiss. You couldn't help the moan that escaped you when his hand traveled down into your pants. "Fuck, Niki."

James Hunt may have been celebrating a victory, but Niki Lauda was having a ceremony of his own.

#daniel bruhl x reader #daniel brühl #niki lauda x reader #rush 2013 #rush 2013 x reader

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Hey guys! Just a heads up, I’ve got an Alex Kerner fic coming up for you. It’s a coffee shop au which I KNOW is cheesy but...come on. Who doesn’t love a good cheesy romance? It’s also my first smut so 0-0

#alex kerner #Alex Kerner x reader #Alexander kerner #Alexander Kerner x reader #daniel bruhl x reader #daniel brühl #coffeeshop au

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I love this cursed fandom so much I made an account for it. Here’s the Daniel Brühl characters I’ll currently write or accept headcannons (or anything like that) for.

-Daniel Brühl himself

-Alexander Kerner (Good Bye, Lenin!)

-Andrea Marowski (Ladies in Lavender)

-Helmut Zemo (Marvel Cinematic Universe)

-David Kern (Lila, Lila)

-Niki Lauda (Rush)

Characters I have to consume the media they’re in first:

-Laszlo Kreizler (The Alienist)

If there’s any characters I’m missing, please let me know :)

#niki lauda x reader #andrea marowski #andrea marowski x reader #laszlo kreizler x reader #daniel bruhl x reader #daniel brühl #zemo x reader #alex kerner #Alex Kerner x reader #Alexander kerner #Alexander Kerner x reader #David kern #David kern x reader

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Fuck yeah Joey Batey

Henry Cavill, putting together a really complicated PC: Calm, focused, makes one (1) error that he fixes later

Joey Batey, Trying™ to bake One (1) Cake:

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