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supercalifragipopculturevomit · 4 months

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5 TYPES OF DANIEL BRÜHL CHARACTERS

After watching 40+ of his works, I've noticed the roles that he plays often fall into these five categories...

#1 - because he's German, obviously, a Nazi. The bottom two are a little niche as he plays 'unwanted Nazi admirer'.

#2 - guy you can take home to meet your parents. He's played way too many of these—it's a given with that beautiful baby face—but these would be my top five. Bottom layer gets extra points for being a good friend to the elderly.

#3 - opposite that is the guy your parents warned you about. It seems Daniel has a lot of fun playing these, especially the top layer, which leans on the love-to-hate category. I can't tell if it's just my distaste for The Face of an Angel, but I also considered adding Thomas Lang. Could be why Chris in Cargo made it here as well... because what even was that movie.

#4 - now we have 'man in way above his head by the situation his political ideologies have gotten him into'. You almost always need a trigger warning for the films these characters are in as they will absolutely gut you. They're often based on real people and events. So you will learn something about history while Daniel gets tortured into a pulp.

#5 - and finally, 'expert in his field, kind of an asshole, but hella breedable'. Most of my favorite characters are in this category... I don't know what that says about me.

Is it cheating to place Zemo a second time? I don't care. He feels like an entirely different character.

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orions-quiver · 1 year

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Wearing Something of the Danny Bunch's (Part 2)

Wow. It's uh, been awhile. Man I take forever to finish writing things I start but hey, better late content than no content. Here as promised I have another installment of wearing something of our boys'. This time I offer you Andrea, Ernst, Niki, and Laszlo. Enjoy!

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Andrea Marowski

• With Andrea you tend to steal his suit jackets when it's chilly, but the first time you did it was pretty adorable.

• The jacket was new. He had just gotten it from Janet and Ursula as a part of one of the suits they had gotten him once Andrea was up and around.

• You had been teaching him English with your limited knowledge of German and had become acquainted rather quickly with one another.

• You had taken him up on the offer to sit by the sea. The wind had picked up while Andrea was down closer to the shore in the sand (looking for seashells, probably).

• You slipped on his discarded suit jacket to find it warm and fuzzy against your skin.

• When Andrea returned with a handful of shells and rocks that caught his eye it took a moment for him to notice that you were wearing his jacket.

• But when he did he stopped in his tracks with a blush.

• He was mesmerized.

• "Du bist so hübsch. (You're so pretty.)" He had said in German rather than his native Polish hoping you could understand the compliment. Andrea couldn't string any coherent English together as he processed you in his jacket.

• "Danke, Andrea."

• His smile was the cutest thing you'd ever seen.

• He then proceeded to show you the many shells he found.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Ernst Schmidt

• You love to steal his shirts to sleep in at night.

• At first he had no clue who exactly was stealing his shirts. Maybe Volkov was playing some sort of weird prank on him to piss him off?

• Were his shirts just getting lost in the day-to-day??

• What the fuck was happening to his shirts???

• He kept wondering that until he passed by your room one late night when you didn't have your door fully closed. He peaked in and was instantly not mad about the shirts anymore.

• You were curled up asleep in one of them and Ernst just couldn't be upset about it anymore.

• It was cute and he couldn't complain.

• He did ask why though the next morning.

• "Sometimes I get lonely and I find you to be a comforting presence. Please don't be upset with me Schmidt I'll make sure you get them all back."

• "No need. I can't be angry when you're both comfortable and absolutely adorable in my shirts."

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Niki Lauda

• The day he looks over and watches you try on his helmet is the day he decides that you're a person he wants to attempt to hold onto.

• The two of you had been casually seeing each other for awhile. It was nothing serious in the slightest. It was more of a "we work around each other and we seem to get along" kind of arrangement.

• So to say that Niki didn't really pay that much attention was an understatement.

• You were helping to organize some things in the garage after a late night of making improvements to the car while cleaning up when you see it.

• In all of its glossy red F1 Ferrari branded glory was Niki's helmet up on one of the shelves out of the way.

• You were very careful grabbing it from its spot and even more careful handling it.

• Niki had walked back in from collecting something from the track and just stopped to observe where this was going. From the looks of it to him it just seemed like you were simply looking at the helmet.

• That was until you slipped it on and smiled big and bright as you stared at yourself in the reflection of the metal table.

• Niki couldn't help it and chuckled. It was a bit big on you but fuck were you the cutest thing he'd ever seen.

• "I see you found my helmet."

• "I'm sorry Niki I was just looking-"

• He grinned. "No. You look like a proper racing driver now."

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Laszlo Kreisler

• His black suit jacket was fair game when he left it unattended.

• You were in his office with Sarah and John looking over the details in a scientific journal for the case when Laszlo stepped out with Stevie without his jacket.

• With a smile you scurried over to retrieve it and wrap yourself in it before he returned.

• John chuckled. "Cold?" He joked with a playful jab to your rib.

• Sarah gave a small, all-knowing smile in your direction.

• You shrugged. "A little. I just like his jacket and how warm it is."

• His jacket was a bit big on you. It was cozy and the material felt soft against your skin. Most importantly to you it smelled like him, like crazy expensive specially imported Austrian cologne that he used exclusively. It was so characteristically Laszlo that it made you smile more.

• Laszlo looked confused when his desk lacked the jacket. He scanned the room to spot it snuggly against your form and without a second thought started to walk to the other side of the room.

• "Ah, I'll shut the windows then. It is rather drafty with the wind coming in."

• He smiled to himself where no one could see. Although he'd never truly admit it, he loved seeing you in his suit jackets.

#daniel bruhl #the danny bunch #andrea marowski #ladies in lavender #niki lauda #rush #ernst schmidt #the cloverfield paradox #laszlo kreizler #the alienist #daniel bruhl x reader #andrea marowski x reader #ernst schmidt x reader #niki lauda x reader #laszlo kreizler x reader #boyfriend scenario

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francis-mulcahys-angels · 4 months

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Falling back into my Daniel Brühl bullshit, just finished watching Ladies in Lavender and omg Andreas the loml

#daniel bruhl #daniel brühl #ladies in lavender #andrea marowski #ladies in lavender 2004 #I finally finished the movie lmao

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moodysullie · 1 year

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Ladies in Lavender

Dir. Charles Dance

Andrea Marowski (played by Daniel Brühl)

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Andrea is a little brat and that's how he got my heart.

No wonder why women fall for this "foreigner chap".

#including me #andrea marowski #ladies in lavender #if anyone has netflix uk please watch this movie #daniel brühl #daniel brühl gif #danielbrühledit #my gifs

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rachreads · 1 year

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daniel bruhl characters as dril tweets

made by my friend and shamelessly stolen by me (with permission)

#daniel brühl #daniel bruhl #baron zemo #fredrick zoller #lutz heck #eric jan hannussen #ernst schmidt #alex kerner #daniel weltz #nebenan #laszlo kriezler #father antonio #andrea marowski

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spookyspiderboiii · 2 years

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just realized I can officially use this for my Daniel obsession because it has, in fact, been over a year since it began

#daniel brühl #daniel bruhl #zemo #helmut zemo #baron zemo #baron helmut zemo #laszlo kreizler #dr laszlo kreizler #the alienist #alex kerner #andrea marowski

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f1yogurt · 2 years

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It’s missing Andrea hours 🎻

#andrea marowski #daniel brühl #daniel bruhl #ladies in lavender

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supercalifragipopculturevomit · 7 months

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Pick Your Favorite Sad Boi, Daniel Brühl Edition:

Nikolas Koll, Der Pakt - Wenn Kinder Töten (1996)

Checo, Paradise Mall / Schlaraffenland (1999)

Markus Baasweiler, Schule (2000)

Marek, Honolulu (2001)

Daniel, No Regrets / Nichts Bereuen (2001)

Marko Stemper, Elephant Heart / Elefantenherz (2002)

Arbo, Vaya Con Dios (2002)

Alexander Kerner, Good Bye, Lenin! (2003)

Paul Krantz, Love in Thoughts / Was nützt die Liebe in Gedanken (2004)

Jan, The Edukators / Die fetten Jahre sind vorbei (2004)

Andrea Marowski, Ladies in Lavender (2004)

Karl, A Friend of Mine (2006)

Tonda, Krabat (2008)

Dirk, All Together (2011)

Dr. Georg Rosen, John Rabe (2009)

Hans Krämer, The Coming Days / Die kommenden Tage (2010)

Álex Garel, Eva (2011)

Niki Lauda, Rush (2013)

Daniel Domscheit-Berg, The Fifth Estate (2013)

Thomas Lang, The Face of an Angel (2014)

Daniel, Colonia (2015)

Sebastian Zöllner, Me and Kaminski (2015)

Tony Balerdi, Burnt (2015)

Escherich, Alone in Berlin (2016)

Helmut Zemo, Captain America: Civil War (2016)

Dr. Laszlo Kreizler, The Alienist (2018 - 2020)

Ernst Schmidt, The Cloverfield Paradox (2018)

Thomas Fischer, My Zoe (2019)

Daniel Weltz, Next Door / Nebenan (2021)

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profeyandere · 1 year

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𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀 𝐌. ─── ☾ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃

Masterlist || Daniel Brühl Masterlist || Wattpad

Word Count: 2.1k

Pairing: Andrea Marowski x Fem!Reader

Warning: Reader is deaf

English is not my native language, so I apologize for any mistake and if you can help me improve it, I will greatly appreciate it. I hope you enjoy it :D

The afternoon in the small Cornish seaside town had been quiet enough for you to have proposed to yourself to rest the rest of the day from the hectic morning you'd had at your little flower stall. You were surprised at the ease with which people came to feel sorry for you, you should have even been angry knowing the reason why the inhabitants of that town offered to help you and offer you more money than you asked for your beloved plants, but you couldn't turn down those kinds of incentives that helped you pay the bills at the end of the month. With no family to help you, no friends to turn to, or a partner to make the simple task of paying the bills easier, you couldn't turn down that extra money people offered you, even if you felt bad enough inside so that on some occasions you decided to return the extra coins that they gave you. Some mentioned that it was because of the good maintenance of the flowers, because of how you took care of them, or how dedicated you were to your profession, but you knew that it was just a lie invented by all of them so that you would not reject the only thing they could offer you.

Today, strangely, you had more work than usual and, to your surprise, at noon you were returning home empty-handed. All the flowers had been sold, and you had nothing else to offer to the public, so you decided to end your day when you saw a large mass of people heading towards the nearest church. You couldn't guide yourself by sounds, your birth condition had prevented you, but that didn't prevent you from finding out on your own what time the clock was showing, in this case observing how most of the town's citizens gathered to address themselves to church at noon.

Now, finally finding yourself home after having enjoyed a light meal and a sweet dessert, you were ready to continue your evening activities. Depending on the weather, and the day of the week that it was, you used to walk around the town, enjoying the tranquility that its inhabitants and its aesthetics gave you, or you would take a short walk along the small rocky beach that characterized the place, then taking with you some kind of book or notebook to entertain you for the next few hours in which you escaped from the world around you or at least tried to do so after meeting the Polish foreigner who came ashore.

Remembering Andrea made you smile unconsciously and let out a small laugh that you quickly stopped. The foreigner who had come to the coast was really charming, there was no other word for it. The news that a castaway had settled in the house of the two sisters caught the attention of all the neighbors, many of them asking about the identity of the stranger and his origin, but you did not become aware of the existence of that young man until, a few weeks after his arrival and his quick recovery, you ran into him in the market with Janet and Úrsula. Your first interaction was strange and quite awkward. While both sisters were at the vegetable stall, Andrea had diverted to the fruit stall, then met you and a kind smile that you gave him as a greeting, receiving from him an answer that you couldn't hear. As much as the boy tried to tell you his name and tried to hold a conversation with you, he was surprised that you didn't answer him and only looked at him with confusion and a guilty smile; you mentally thanked Janet when she made sure the Polish had moved away from her side. That good woman came to your rescue, explaining to you through agile hand movements who the stranger was and telling you everything Andrea had tried to tell you, later observing how the same woman exchanged words with the man to, you supposed, explain to him the condition of birth that you presented.

From that moment on, you were surprised that the young Polish always came to you to try to find out more about you. When the sisters explained to him in simple words that you couldn't hear anything, he decided to try to communicate with you at any cost, taking with him a small notebook that they had bought for him to learn English vocabulary, but this time he wanted to use it for you; Andrea was eager to meet you, to find out what had caused you that little dysfunction and if there was any way to help you. He was helpful and attentive, and you couldn't ask for more.

Thinking about your chance encounters had caused your heart to beat harder as the minutes passed, and the little crossword puzzle that you had decided to solve ended up being forgotten. A smile decorated your face and, although it was very common to see that display of happiness in you, the current one did not show cordiality, but joy, affection, and love.

You loved Andrea much more than you could imagine.

You hadn't even realized how caught up in your own thoughts you had been until you saw Andrea's tall figure appear on the dirt road that separated your little home from the village; you liked the tranquility, and although your deafness prevented you from hearing the noise of the inhabitants, you were grateful to have a more picturesque and rural landscape, to say good morning to you whenever you looked out the window and to the young Polish who had become so close to you, it seemed to please him too much to be in your home and enjoy the same thing that you liked. An even bigger smile came to your face when you saw him arrive jovially, watching how he raised his hand in the air to greet you so you would know that he was on his way to visit you, responding in the same way by imitating his action.

To your surprise, once he saw you reciprocate, he began to run the small stretch of land that separated you, caring little that he could get covered in the dust of it, reaching the porch of your house in less time than it usually took him. The astonishment was in effect on your face because your raised eyebrows and your slightly open mouth showed that feeling, not only because of the way in which he had approached you with such urgency but because of the careless appearance he had at that moment; his usual shirt in whitish tones was over his pants, his skin was slightly wet with sweat from the strong sun that still illuminated the town and his hair was completely disheveled from the light wind and the fast run he had done to you.

You've never seen him look so casual.

You got up from the small rocking chair in which you had taken a seat several hours ago and, once you were face to face with the Polish, you slowly raised your hands to comb his short hair. You both looked into each other's eyes and, although inside you felt that you could explode with emotion for being able to have him so close to you, you tried to avoid smiling even more than you were already doing, then diverting your gaze to a completely different point than not her eyes, while hers were still watching you carefully; he felt that his heart was going to break out of his chest and he couldn't wait any longer, or he knew that he would end up dying before telling you what was so important and that he had kept hidden for so long.

Andrea suddenly pulled away from you, leaving you completely confused and embarrassed. He didn't notice it until he saw your confused look change to a more scared one, beginning to rant out loud in a fusion of English and Polish to tell you how he didn't want to make you feel bad and the real reason he had gone to visit you that day was for a slightly more personal, moving his hands quickly and awkwardly in an attempt to express himself better without making sure, or remembering, that you couldn't hear him. Not even you, with the little training you'd had over the years in trying to read other people's lips, were able to understand what he wanted to tell you. Andrea did not know English at all, he moved his lips very quickly, and he often used his native language to say those words that he did not know how to pronounce or translate into the language that you knew; there was a language barrier, and you were getting scared at times.

It was then that the Polish stopped his speech.

Your deafness was always a negative point in your interactions with others, and now you felt worse for not knowing how to calm Andrea down or communicate with him. He hadn't brought his notebook, you could tell by the desperate way he moved his hands and fingers to express himself through sign language, but it was useless. You just didn't understand him.

He had tried every possible way. He couldn't tell you with words, he didn't know how to express himself with the language you knew perfectly, and his patience was running out.

Andrea took days to make the perfect declaration of love for you. When he realized the feelings he harbored towards you, which at first he mistook for friendship, he wanted to go looking for you as soon as possible to express what he felt, but when he realized that he wouldn't know exactly what to say to you, he started to work on himself to make you see how much he cared for you. At first, he wrote his feelings in his notebook, trying to describe them in the most natural way possible, and once he had in his hands a set of paragraphs that combined perfectly to make a decent statement, he spoke to the two sisters who had loved him so much care and that they cared for him to teach him sign language. When they both found out that this sudden interest came from the obvious affection he felt towards you, they didn't take long to get down to work to help him, even if Ursula was slightly damaged by the implicit rejection she had received from the young man.

He had tried for weeks to be perfect for you, to study and learn to show you how much he loved you and now, that he had you in front of him, he didn't know what else to do to express how much he appreciated you. He was nervous, he was afraid, and having you in front of him didn't help him much.

You noticed Andrea's obvious anxiety and, once your heart had calmed down, you decided to try to calm him down, but that's when one of his hands reached for one of yours and quickly directed it to his chest, precisely the place where his heart was. which, latent, pumped with such force that it surprised you. You carefully observed the difference in sizes between your hands, allowing yours to extend as far as it could to cover the entire area of his chest and unconsciously stroking the scratchy material of his shirt, focusing on the pounding of his heart, feeling how your cheeks were starting to get hotter and hotter from the blush that was settling there.

Andrea made sure of the slightly reddish tones that appeared on your face, smiling softly when he saw that perhaps he had done the right thing by acting that way. He could say openly that he had proposed and you, from what she could see in your eyes and the expression on your face, seemed to reciprocate. The boy took a couple of steps towards you, shortening the distance that separated you more and more until your bodies were completely together in front of the other; at that moment you could feel his breath those inches away from you. By then, your hand was entwined with his, while the other had changed course to place it on your cheek, caressing it with soft touches as if you were the most beautiful creature in all the world.

"I love you."

You didn't listen to his words, you wish you had, but you managed to understand him perfectly when you met his gaze again, seeing how it flashed and the smile he had grew a little bigger for having managed to find a way to make you see his feelings. It was only a few seconds later when he began to slowly lean in so that his lips met yours in a shy touch that you strengthened once you stood on your tiptoes to kiss him properly, feeling your hearts beat faster than you ever could. have imagined.

Then you realized that an action was worth a thousand words.

#andrea marowski #andrea #marowski #andrea marowski x reader #andrea marowski x you #andrea marowski x oc #reader #you #oc #daniel brühl #andrea marowski imagines #daniel brühl imagines #ladies in lavender

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cazimagines · 9 months

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I did a little interview with my character AI of Andrea Marowski, and I thought I would share as I found it rather cute and also unique just how much detail of Andrea's life it remembered and also some of the things it created (the part about his brother 😭)

Would you have any questions for AI Andrea? I also created one for Niki Lauda and Laszlo Kreizler that I need to test out.

#daniel brühl #daniel bruhl #andrea marowski #ladies in lavender

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dailybruhl · 2 years

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Daniel Brühl as Andrea Marowski Ladies in Lavender (2004) | dir. Charles Dance

#ladies in lavender #andrea marowski #daniel brühl #danielbrühledit #dbruhledit #perioddramaedit #usertammy #userpng #userlindir #*#gifset #by lola

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lifeontoast · 10 months

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HEY, YOU! Yes, you!

Do you like Paul Dano?

Do you like Daniel Brühl?

Then please, come over to my blog and request away! I’m always looking for requests for these two so don’t be shy!

Check out what I will and won’t write here!

Check out the characters I write for here!

My requests are OPEN!

(PS if a character you want isn’t on my list of characters, feel free to make a request anyway and I will watch the TV show/movie they are in if I can!)

#lifeontoast #danonation #danocel #paul dano x reader #dano!riddler #paul dano #daniel bruhl x reader #daniel bruehl #Danny bunch #andrea marowski #niki lauda #alex kerner #dwayne hoover #reqs open #requests open #daniel bruhl #danonator

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