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therenlover · 3 years

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that list says blurb, so here we go...

young Daniel, LIL era Daniel, playing Sky in Mamma Mia and singing Lay All Your Love On Me

((Okay I took this shit and ran in another direction with it because @creme-bruhlee loves to indulge my ridiculous ideas. Sorry lol))

How The Danny Bunch Would Do Performing "Lay All Your Love On Me" From Mamma Mia From Worst To Best

Number Seven: Laszlo Kreizler (The Alienist)

Poor Laszlo would be absolutely miserable trying to do the whole number.

Like... the whole dance includes push-ups and barrel rolls and all that crazy cardio stuff, so with his arm being the way that it is he would just have a terrible time.

More than once he'd get stuck like a turtle on his back unable to get up from both physical inability and just plain exhaustion.

He'd probably be taken out of the number at his own request about 2 weeks into rehearsals, so we'd never get to actually see him in the diving suit and flippers.

Honestly, it would be for the best though.

I can't imagine how John and Sara would react to seeing him perform.

His dignity would be safe for another day, at least for now...

Number Six: Checo (Paradise Mall)

Checo, though attractive, would not want to be there at all.

Like, he has a million better things to do with his time that don't involve humiliating costumes and hours worth of dance rehearsals every week

He probably wouldn't even show up for the actual performance.

That being said, he'd be around a little longer than Laszlo, and he would actually end up wearing the cute costume at least once, so he doesn't get put in dead last

When it comes to the actual dancing he wouldn't put in any effort

Like... he'd consistently not actually know the moves and would be several beats behind because he'd just halfheartedly follow along with what the other guys were doing.

Checo has potential, and if he actually tried he'd be higher on the list

But he refuses to try, therefore, he is at the bottom of the people actually dancing.

Number Five: Niki Lauda (Rush)

Ah, Niki. What can I even say about Niki...

He, like Checo, does not want to be involved at all.

That being said, Niki is not a quitter, so he would show up and give it his absolute all because he might hate it, but he would refuse to be anything but the best.

That being said, effort can't save everything.

I feel like it wouldn't matter how much Niki rehearsed the moves or did his best to do them right.

He would just look really, really ridiculous.

Not that he would accept that. No, no, no, he would be convinced that he was the absolute best, and when he was confronted with facts that showed him that his assumption wasn't true, he'd get really, really bitter.

In fact, he'd probably even put aside his need to be the best and team up with another dancer if he thought it would mean someone else wasn't better than he was anymore.

More on that later

Also, Niki would look like a fool in the costume.

It's flattering on a lot of people, but with his bouncy little curls it would just be a hot mess

Number Four: Ernst Schmidt (The Cloverfield Paradox)

Schmidt, like Niki, does not want to be involved and is not gifted with the talent that is being able to dance with any semblance of internalized rhythm.

He's a scientist, not a dancer, and that's for good reason.

That being said, Schmidt's attitude is really what sets him about Niki.

He might despise being involved and complain about the experience to anyone who will listen, whether they're in the cast or just strangers, but he would give it a good effort and wouldn't try to tear other people down just because he's a bad dancer.

In the end, he wouldn't do too badly, and he's on the better end of things as far as the Dannys go.

I also think that by the end of the experience, he would be secretly glad he was involved.

Even for hot-headed guys like Schmidt, it can be fun to blow off some steam and just have some stupid fun, even if you make a fool of yourself while doing it.

If any of his teammates recorded it, though, he would simply kill them, so if anyone had a tape of the performance it would have to be a big secret.

Number Three: Andrea Marowski (Ladies In Lavender)

Oh, sweet Andrea would be having the time of his life and I refuse to believe any different.

I have no doubt that he'd be the one that dragged all the other Dannys into this and they couldn't say no because lets be honest, who could risk making Andrea upset? Nobody. Not even the most heartless of bastards.

Andrea is a musician, and he's decently fit and pretty young, so he'd probably do alright with learning the actual choreography.

What he lacks in skill he'll make up for in heart.

That being said, he probably would get so caught up in the excitement of it all that he'd trip over his own feet a few times like an overexcited puppy, so he wouldn't be the very best.

Everyone would tell him he was though, and it would make his whole life.

As for the costume, we basically already saw him in something close to it when he wore the one-piece bathing suit in Ladies In Lavender, so we know he pulls it off well.

He'd look extra funny in the flippers though.

I can see him doing the goofy run with them on backstage and just grinning like a fool saying "Look! Duck feet!"

Number Two: Helmut Zemo (Falcon and the Winter Soldier)

Now, Helmut Zemo may be getting older, but I am a firm believer that he was trained in dance for at least part of his young adulthood.

That means he would pick up the choreography fast, and execute it with a dancer's precision, especially since it isn't super tough skill-wise, it just takes the ability to keep a rhythm in your body and the strength to do the cardio of it for several minutes.

Zemo can do both of those things.

That being said, he is getting older, so he would have some struggles when it came to the more strenuous moves.

The biggest setback for Zemo isn't his skill, or even looking silly in the costume (though I personally think he'd absolutely kill the look)

No, his issue would lay with his ego, because Zemo, even if he thought the whole thing was the stupidest idea he'd ever heard, would need to feel like he was the best.

Just like Niki, he'd get bitter when he realized the attention was going towards someone else.

So, inevitably, he would team up with Niki to do whatever it took to distract the audience and win back the eye of the watchers.

Nobody likes that asshole, so he doesn't to be on top; sorry Zemo.

Also, just for funsies, Bucky and Sam absolutely would come, and they absolutely would make fun of him for it forever as he defended it as an "expression of his inner youth and freedom"

And, Number One: Alex Kerner (Goodbye, Lenin!)

Now, this may come out of left field, but hear me out.

Alex is young and attractive, so he's already got that going for him.

He's also a laborer (he installs satellites) so he would probably be able to keep up with the physical aspects that would be required.

The biggest thing that would make him the most charming and adorable one up there, though, is that he would be doing it all to see little Paula smiling up at him from the audience.

So, even if he thought that whole thing was stupid, he'd put his heart into it.

That combined with his other traits would be enough to win over everybody who saw him as a shining diamond in the rough.

Also, come on, just imagine Alex in one of those wetsuits. He would be too hot for his own good.

Zemo and Niki would totally try to steal the spotlight, but Alex would just be so endearing that nobody would take the bait.

Basically, I wanna give Alex a big smooch after frothing at the mouth as I watch him do high kicks in those stupid flippers

BONUS ROUND

Young Daniel Bruhl would be the one actually playing Sky, because he's the leading man of the bunch.

He'd probably get all shy about the vocal aspect of it.

He would kill it though, no matter how humble he acted about the whole thing.

His costume would be a little different, just swim trunks and the flippers, but he would still rock it and have everybody drooling because duh.

Nobody would be paying attention to him for most of it though.

Because let's be honest, Daniel is wonderful, but the fools doing his backup dancing would be causing enough chaos that people couldn't help but be distracted.

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italianraviolos · 2 years

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MEN I'D LIKE TO RAIL ME, HOW AND WHY

THIS TIME I'M GOING TO CONCENTRATE ON THE ONE AND ONLY DOGGY STYLE

SMUT CONTENT DOWN BELOW

WARNING: I know you underage people read it anyway, because so did I, BUT please be careful, always do it with protection and with consent (this is also for overaged people) this is fiction, just a thought of mine, don't take it seriously.

1) JAVIER PEÑA

BIG DICK ENERGY

For who has seen Narcos, I know for sure there's no need for an explanation.

He has the perfect dose of roughness, just perfect to rail but not to damage.

He's a ball of sexiness and anger, just a memorable fuck.

Also he doesn't look like he would break but he definitely would break you.

2) HELMUT ZEMO

DILF ENERGY (I know I hit a nerve, but...)

BIG DICK ENERGY

Again on that list we find our favourite Baron.

This man would be intimate beyond any level, BUT, before arriving to the intimate level, he would definitely have to pass through some mindless fuck.

THAT MINDLESS FUCK IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.

He has all sort of anger and steam to blow off, and he would definitely use sex to relax, that being said, it would be a nice and rough fuck.

He would definitely break me in the most pleasurable ways.

3) SANTIAGO "POPE" GARCIA

BIG DICK ENERGY

This man exudes energy from every pore.

I think he would be down for a mindless and fun fuck.

I get this fun vibe, like, he would flirt with you at the bar and then offer to bring you home and start the fun.

I believe he wouldn't be the roughest on the list, he just would be really energetic.

Definitely good aftercare.

4) DR. LEONARD McCOY (BONES)

Well...

I don't know, it may be the fact that he's played by Karl Urban, that definitely has something to do with it.

Anyways, let's picture this: on a journey around the galaxy, nothing to do but work, you have to find a way to relax.

He would be one to fuck you on his desk (that was what I was looking for).

He would know all the spots to hit, since I believe that being a doctor in that time in the future would imply knowing more of the female anatomy.

Just as pope, fun vibes.

Doesn't have anger to erase, he just wants to have a good time.

5) MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER

(of course for privacy I can't put a picture)

I can assure you he has BIG DICK ENERGY

CERTIFIED DILF

I have a male best friend, and for a long time, people thought I liked him, I actually like his father.

Believe me, he's fine as fuck.

He reminds to Mads Mikkelsen physically speaking.

He's tall and he does cycling, so, strong legs...

DAD BOD

He wouldn't definitely break.

Bonus point. He chops woods.

Thanks for coming to my ted talk lovies

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averagewriter-inthedark · 2 years

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Valentine’s Day w/ Helmut Zemo 💍 | Marvel HC

Link to my Marvel masterlist

Slight references to nsfw content

Valentine’s Day with Baron Zemo would include:

This man is rich as fuck so you will be bombarded with gifts. Cartier? Got you everything from their latest collection. Tiffany’s? Blue boxes everywhere. And Zemos bank account barely deducts with the amount he has. The fact it’s Valentine’s Day gives him the excuse to spoil you—plus lets be honest, gift giving is his love language.

“Helmut, I told you to not spend so much money this year—a card would’ve been enough.” “This is my way of showing you how much I love you, liebling.”

Material things are nice and all, but you love the small moments. Like how Zemo brought you cherry blossom tea the moment you awoke and gave you a cute card telling you how much he loved you and was lucky to have you in his life. You immediately placed the card on your nightstand next to his picture so you could look at it before you went to bed that night.

He’s a devoted lover, you are well aware of this—so it isn’t a surprise when a box containing a certain garment was placed on your bed with a note reading, “for when the night calls for its end. ♥️”

You were in for a treat.

Forehead and cheek kisses are absolute—soft but affectionate that leave your heart fluttering with butterflies. Of course he gave you some smooches on the lips, which combined with his lust filled eyes made you nervous with what he had planned that night.

Zemo didn’t expect anything from you as a gift—honestly telling you to not bother because your company was all he needed. But you were stubborn and felt he needed to be spoiled as well, so you got him some flowers—which surprised him while making his heart melt—and a limited edition copy of his favorite book.

“Thank you my love, this is so thoughtful of you and I will cherish it forever.”

During the day you two decided to make lunch—well Zemo made it and you were the taste tester—while watching some movie you honestly barely paid attention too because neither of you could keep your eyes off each other. “I thought we were supposed to be watching the movie, Helmut.” “Why I would I watch this when you are far more interesting to look at.”

At one point Zemo turned the movie off and pulled you from the couch to dance to some music he played. It was a random playlist with old songs including ‘Be My Baby’ and ‘Moon River’. You two spun around whenever the song was upbeat, giggling like crazy—and swayed close in each others arms during the slow songs.

Zemo took you out to a nice dinner at a five star restaurant—his eyes widening at how glorious you looked dressed to the nines. You looked like you belonged on a throne. “My darling, you look marvelous.” “Thanks, handsome. You don’t look too bad yourself.”

After the delicious meal you headed back home to finish the evening. You two split a bottle of very expensive champagne—curtesy of Zemo—and toasted to another year together. You could see the look in Zemos eyes—like he was devouring you right then and there, the action making your heart skip.

And you were so ready to call it a night.

“Are you wearing what I bought for you, draga?” “Why don’t we head to the bedroom so you can find out for yourself, Baron.”

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joyfulinternettraitor · 3 years

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Is... Is He Wearing Slip-On Vans??? 👀

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violetmuses · 10 months

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Could you imagine if Monica Bellucci played MCU Heike?! 🖤🔥

#heike #baron zemo #zemo #helmut zemo #baron helmut zemo #monica bellucci #headcanons #daniel bruhl #daniel brühl #mcu #marvel #the chemistry would tear me apart!

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mcbiteypantspresents · 2 years

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Helmut Zemo, Sokovian Fencing Champion, profiled in the summer 1997 issue of European Fencing.

In case you're wondering, I have like five more ideas lined up! Tune into this space for more of Zemo in the headlines!

#zemo headcanon #tfatws #helmut zemo #daniel bruhl #the falcon and the winter soldier #daniel brühl #baron zemo #blorbo from my shows #fencing #sokovia

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thetempleofthemasaigoddess · 1 year

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MARVEL HEADCANON

Zemo met his wife when he ran EKO Scorpion; she had been chosen to be his second in command. She left the army when she got pregnant with his child.

#Captain America: The Winter Soldier #The Falcon and the Winter Soldier #Helmut Zemo #Baron Zemo #Helmut Zemo's wife #Baron Zemo's wife #Daniel Bruhl #Daniel Brühl #Bellona's stuff #Bellona's headcanons #Bellona's Marvel headcanons

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lost-in-sokovia · 2 years

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beautiful niki

okay i had to write this because i hate that stupid reporter in the press conference scene because baby boy is still so handsome and still deserves all the love in the world even post-crash🥺

tw: angst, discussion of niki’s crash, sadness, fluff, not exactly smut but also implications of smut

you stood in the back by the door, behind the flood of reporters who stood attentively and eagerly with their cameras, microphones, and note-taking materials.

cameras flashed in the room only lit by a warm glow from the sun. the atmosphere of the room was relatively calm, but your nerves were as active as ever. niki and the rest of the ferrari team sat up on the table as cameras flashed and light chatter took place. you met niki’s dark eyes for a moment, and he nodded gently at you before looking back among the crowd. you exhaled quietly, nervous for what questions niki would be faced with. he had promised he wasn’t stressed nor concerned about anything, but the tabloids had little filter and would ask anything they felt would get a read. you were worried about niki’s feelings, believe it or not. you knew how he felt about this new change.

the room quieted as the press conference commenced and you straightened up, your eyes completely focused on your husband.

“how are you feeling, niki?” a reporter piped up softly. that’s a good question, that’s a kind start, you thought.

“fine,” your husband answered simply, as if it was no big deal.

“niki,” another reporter stood up. “can you confirm to us exactly which procedures you’ve had, and the expectations for your recovery?” he asked. wow, okay.

“sure. i had a skin graft operation, where they put half of my right thigh in my face,” niki began. he glanced down and took a deep breath, and you frowned slightly. “now, it doesn’t look too good,” he continued. “but one unexpected advantage is it’s impossible to perspire through a skin graft, so sweat will never run into my eyes again. which is good, for a driver,” he finished on a light note. the crowd laughed and you chuckled quietly, appreciating the positive response. your heart warmed and you began to loosen up, not as worried about the reporters anymore.

you felt a hand on your shoulder and turned around to find james hunt standing behind you. he gave you a small smile and you returned it. you weren’t quite sure why james was here, considering how niki felt about him at the moment. still, you appreciated the gesture because you knew deep down that james was a good man, always willing to support his fellow drivers.

more discussion of ferrari’s replacement for niki took place, along with questions about niki’s position versus james. there was more amusement erupting from the reporters and you exhaled as quietly as you could, leaning once again against the doorway and admiring niki among his team.

“what did your wife say, when she saw your face?”

your breath hitched in your throat for a moment. just when you thought you could relax, your heart rate picked up once again. you hadn’t said anything bad, no, but what an awful question to ask someone. your worried eyes looked to niki, anxiously awaiting how he would decide to address this comment.

niki sucked on his teeth for a moment and looked down. the anxiety in you rose more and more; things had been going so well, oh please niki don’t let this bastard get you down, screw this guy niki…

niki took a deep breath. “she said, uh, ‘sweetie, you don’t need a face to drive, you just need a right foot.’” he quoted. there were more chuckles and niki managed a smile and a nod before looking back down. you scoffed; yeah, you did say that, and you were so proud of niki in that moment for handling that potentially harsh comment the way he did.

but that reporter wasn’t done.

“i’m being serious,” the reporter piped back up again with a salty tone. niki looked back up as he breathed softly, a hint of nervousness in his expression. your eyes narrowed in absolute annoyance and you stood up straight. “do you really think your marriage can survive, with the way you look now?”

you gasped slightly and tears began to form in your eyes. anger boiled inside of you as you breathed heavily. niki stared at the man for a moment, apparent that he had hit a nerve. niki leaned forward into the mic with a scowl.

“and i’m being serious, too,” his agitated voice rang out. “fuck you. press conference over.” he ripped his mic off and began storming off stage as cameras flashed and people began muttering. you watched your husband walk away and panic filled within you. you hurriedly began to make your way through the gossiping crowd, ignoring anything they had to say.

“excuse me, excuse me,” you muttered as you quickly pushed your way through the flood, eager to catch up to niki. you began to run as soon as you were out of the crowd and pushed through the same swinging doors that he had.

he wasn’t that far ahead of you and you ran up to him, placing your hands on his shoulder and chest trying to get him to slow down and stop.

“niki, niki,” you pleaded breathlessly. his honey eyes were narrow and his mouth was pressed into a heavy frown, but he kept walking as if you weren’t there. “baby, don’t listen to that asshole, he’s a complete idiot-“

“just stop,” niki finally ordered harshly. he stopped dead in his tracks to lock eyes with you for a moment. one hand on his shoulder and the other trying to hold onto his, his eyes scanned your sorrowful expression and he exhaled. there was pain in his eyes, pain that probably felt even worse than the crash itself. that reporter had struck the one nerve niki had above all; how you felt about him. you were the love of his life, the thing that kept him going and the thing that made him want to keep being safe within his profession. thinking about you made the stone cold niki lauda turn into the smallest, most humble creature in the world. yet with one more look he ripped his hand away from you and continued to storm off.

tears threatened to spill from your eyes as you watched the love of your life storm away, all because some jackass thought it would be fun to comment on the thing niki was most insecure about. you wanted to scream, punch, cry, kick, stomp-

“frau lauda.”

you whipped around and found one of the ferrari members standing nervously in front of you. you wiped your eyes and blinked a few times, trying to cover up any sign of emotion. “i apologize for any distress that comment may have caused towards you or n-“

“it’s fine,” was all you could muster out as you cleared your throat and avoided eye contact. despite your best efforts, tears still brimmed your salty eyes as you thought about how your husband must be feeling. “i-i need to go find niki… we need to go home,” you mumbled before whipping around and hurrying the other way. you bit your lip as your vision blurred, your steps echoing in the quiet room. never were you so flat with the team, but the notion that niki was pissed off and hurt was apparent among everyone.

• • • • •

you and niki had very little interaction for the rest of the day. he mostly secluded himself in your room, and the two of you didn’t really speak when he was present.

you weren’t sure what to do, how to comfort him. you knew that niki was more insecure about his appearance than ever before. no matter how hard you tried, it was almost impossible to convince your stubborn husband that he was still handsome. despite the bandages, burns, and skin graft, he was still your gorgeous, quick-witted, intelligent niki.

the two of you had not been as physically affectionate with each other since the hospital. not only were you scared to hurt him, but you knew he would cold-shoulder any sign of affection because he didn’t believe you weren’t pitying him. he believed you told him you still loved him and wanted to be with him because one, he was your husband and you’re “obligated” to compliment him, and two, maybe you only cared that he was famous. hugs even felt stiff and half-hearted from him, and you had maybe kissed him twice since he was out of the hospital because he would stop you.

later that evening you sighed, looking out the window as you sat on the couch. niki was in your room, no doubt still angry and hurt. you wanted so desperately to let him know he was still attractive to you, still handsome, still the man you fell in love with. all these thoughts still swirled in your head and you reached for any possible answer there was to solving this.

though it may not be ideal, you thought of no other way to do that but go in and talk to him first. trying to kiss him and lead him on might make him feel worse at the moment, you felt maybe you could talk it out with him first. you wanted him to be comfortable, and considering the day he had, this was the best choice.

with a deep breath you got up and slowly made your way to your room.

as you opened the door you found niki sitting on the bed watching a race. he briefly looked over at you to acknowledge your presence before looking back at the tv, the screen casting a blue light in the dimly lit bedroom. his expression was somewhat stiff, knowing you were going to say something to him that he probably did not want to hear.

you frowned and carefully walked over, climbing onto the bed next to him.

“niki,” you began softly. nothing. your eyes grazed over his entire body before landing on the remote near his leg. you grabbed it and shut off the tv, earning a sniff from niki as he looked down and bit his lip. “niki,” you started again. “i want to talk with you about today… please,” you asked. you only asked because you knew this was going to be touchy, and wanted to let him know what your goal was for this interaction.

gaining no response, you took that as a signal okay acceptance and allowance. you swallowed before continuing, what you wanted to say trying to formulate in your brain.

“i-i’m not sure if i’ve conveyed this enough to you lately, and it’s entirely my fault, but i love you,” you continued cautiously. niki blinked and his stoic expression softened. “that reporter today was an absolute douchebag. his questions were completely out of line and he shouldn’t have pushed you today. but aside from that, niki, i cannot stress enough to you how handsome you are,” you expressed. niki’s brown eyes, dark in the dim room, met yours. your expression was pleading, your hand reaching to touch his shoulder.

“and not only that, i am so in love with you, perfect boy. probably even more in love with you than the day we met. you have shown me how strong you are and how persistent you are, and niki i am so incredibly proud of you,” your voice broke. “you may be an absolute asshole sometimes, but god, you never fail to impress me every single day. and so what, you m-may have bandages on your head, a-and burns along your face,” your voice sped up, choked with emotion. “but y-you’re still my niki, my b-beautiful niki lauda whose w-wit, charm, curly hair, and brown eyes i fell in love with,” you cried. you hadn’t meant to cry, but the tears streamed down your face anyway. by now niki was looking at you as you cried, your lips trembling and eyes blinking rapidly. you weren’t expecting him to say anything to you, after all you were trying to apologize to him. his mouth parted as he scanned your face nervously, words trying to tumble out of his mouth.

“schatz,” he breathed, his eyes widening as his eyebrows furrowed with sadness. you let out a small sob and he pulled you close to him, hesitantly wrapping his arms around you. not everyone saw this niki. this niki was vulnerable and caring. this was the real niki who lived below the asshole persona.

“i-i just don’t want you to th-think that i think d-different about you,” you choked. you could feel niki tense beneath you. he felt guilty. he felt so incredibly guilty. he was so caught up in what he thought about himself and what others thought about him, he had forgotten about you.

“it’s my fault,” he mumbled. you sniffed and looked up at him, his eyes staring directly in front of him.

“what?”

“it’s my fault. it’s my shitty attitude, i’m the one who thinks i’m undeserving of this. i’m the one who’s pushing you away any time you try to show your affection. it’s my fault, schatz,” he finished sheepishly. you sniffled, studying him and every little movement he made.

“you are my something to lose. i was grateful to not lose you in life, but i then became concerned about losing you in love.”

and with that you pushed yourself off of him and kissed him. he placed his hands on your cheeks and kissed you back intensely as you straddled his lap. he hadn’t kissed you like this in seemingly forever. your hands were on his chest and you pulled away to pepper kisses on his neck, chin, nose, cheeks, and even a few gentle ones on his bandages.

you heard him take a deep inhale and exhale as his arms moved to wrap around your waist. his eyes were closed as he remembered what it felt like to not just be loved, but to feel like he earned it. he had tasted your salty tears on your lips when the two of you had kissed, and a wave of guilt had blown over him. he intended to make sure you knew he loved you as well, and were the only reason he kept going.

“i love you,” he breathed before pulling you back in to kiss your lips. you smiled sadly against his lips and you pulled barely an inch away from his lips, you both breathing heavily. “i’m sorry,” he whispered. he tugged at your t-shirt before you gently pecked his lips, him trying to lean forward and prolong the kiss.

“i love you niki lauda. please let me remind you how it feels to be loved.”

that got way more emotional than i intended but i am not mad🥲 i hope you guys enjoyed my FIRST NIKI FIC because i had such a fun time writing it gdhdhhdjsjd

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f1yogurt · 2 years

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What are you headcanons for kinks that the sub Danny boys? have 👀

Minors DNI 18+ obviously

Apologies that I took so long to answer this, but... finally it's ready. These are also kinda long but I had a lot of fun. Enjoy!

Zemo:

Zemo is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get. I feel like sub Zemo would be into anything you suggest to him, as long as it ends up with you on top. He likes bondage and blindfolds, having any kind of sensory deprivation or being restricted. Maybe even a gag, because we all know that boy loves trying mansplain/manwhore his way out of situations all the time and he would enjoy having you take that ability away from him for once. He loves you tying him up and gagging him while you tell him what a slut he is for you.

Laszlo:

Oh Laszlo, the subbiest boy. This man is so touch-starved and craves any kind of touch or affection. Praise kink all the way, poor Laszlo would get horny as soon as you started praising him for even the simplest things. "Oh Laz, you look so cute today." "Oh, Laz, you work so hard! Look at you!" He'd get all blushy and shy, but you'd just keep praising him because he deserves all the love. And oh yes he also has a mommy/nursing kink, and his fixation on your breasts is something that doesn't go unnoticed. I mean, he just loves your breasts and wants to be comforted by the feeling of clutching onto you and suckling on your beautiful chest as you coo soft praises to him all night. At the right times, I think he would also have a humiliation kink, mainly just teasing him about how needy the formidable Dr. Kreizler is for you.

Niki:

Ah yes, the little racing machine. Niki's a stubborn ass, but he's your stubborn ass. I feel like Niki is a bit of an enigma, and what he likes varies on the day. Sometimes, he's into rough stuff, like slapping and spanking, anything that's pushing him to the limits in the bedroom when he's being a brat. Even if it's just you manhandling him around in his racing suit, the challenge thrills him. Usually, this is when he's hyped up before or after a race. Other times, Niki is a little more soft, especially if he had a long week with a bad race or a fight on the track that just mentally drained him. Maybe it was something that a journalist said that hurt him more than he let on. But, Niki trusts you enough to be vulnerable. This Niki is a sucker for soft, romantic, comforting sex with lots of praises and reassurance. He would love you to order him to get on his knees and eat you out, slowly, and to not think of anything else. He would love to be taken out of his head, let the buzz of his adrenaline do something else for once, going dumb with only pleasure and his need for you in the moment.

Andrea:

Andrea is a little baby puppy boy. He's completely into puppy play, and he would enjoy being your puppy. He'd want you to get him a little collar, and a leash, so you could tug him around in private moments. In public, he enjoys little pets on the head, or small but suggestive touches that fluster him and make him want to get to the bedroom soon. He is very into overstimulation, and he loves it when you coax orgasm after orgasm out of him until he's crying and exhausted. He loves cuddles and lots of sweet aftercare after this, and begs you to do it again tomorrow.

Ernst:

Oh Ernst, another stubborn one. He enjoys any kind of manhandling. Grab the front of his jumper, slam him against a wall or hold him down as you kiss him aggressively. He's all heart eyes and loving the power you have over him. I can see him as enjoying facesitting, as it's very physical and he gets to enjoy your domination while also enjoying the challenge of pleasing you. Ernst gets possessive and jealous easily, especially with Volkov constantly teasing him around you, so he would also enjoy some reassurance in the form of dirty talk. "Oh, Ernst, you do such a good job pleasing me." "Ernst, no one feels as good as you." He'd be trying so hard to last for you even though your words would be driving him crazy.

Alex Garel:

There was a post awhile back that described Alex being into electrostimulation, and I can't get that out of my head. It's so accurate. Alex would looove electrostim. It's high tech and erotic, and it gives him such a novel sensation that he can't help but be drawn to it. Every once in awhile, you would drag him away from his work for an intense electrostim session, slowly coaxing him into an overstimulated state. Then you'd finally bring him to an intense finish, and Alex would feel like he'd just ascended to heaven. That boy doesn't have many kinks, and he usually likes things romantic and vanilla, but electrostim is a guilty pleasure for him.

Sebastian Zollner:

Ah Sebastian, brattiest of them all. Sebastian loves being snarky and talking back to you until you have to give him a punishment. He really enjoys being pegged, just having you rail him into the mattress as he's being whiny and loud and way too dramatic. Sometimes, when he's been especially naughty, you don't give him the satisfaction of using the strap on. Instead, he gets spanked, and he has to count each one. You may start over, many times. He also likes having his hair pulled, especially when you yank him around by it. That man is also a puppy boy, and he enjoys it when you order him to crawl on his hands and knees like the needy pup he is.

Alex Kerner:

Alex, like any teenage boy, is always horny. You could say the littlest suggestive thing to him and he'd be instantly horny. I could see Alex with an exhibition kink. Nothing extreme, but he would enjoy having sex in random places where someone might walk by, or might discover the two of you in a secluded location. If you're laying on the couch together at his apartment, with his Mom and sister and Rainer in the next room, he'd be thrilled by a quick handjob under the blanket as you tease him, telling him not to be loud or you'll be caught. The faces of pleasure he would make, and his little gasping breaths would be more than enough to satisfy you until the two of you could do more in private.

David Kern:

Oh David, such a sweetie. This boy is the ultimate sub. He might be into something more like a full time dom/sub relationship as a kink. David is so anxious and nervous all the time, so he really likes when you make all the decisions for him. Even if it's as simple as telling him which coffee to get at the café on your morning outing together. David loves it when you tell him what to do so that he doesn't have to worry. Other than this, he also really, really enjoys being praised and touched, no humiliation or rough stuff with this boy. He loves it when you run your hands through his hair, and sometimes he'll fall asleep if you're cuddling and giving him a head massage. David enjoys it when you touch him lovingly, like smooshing his cheeks between your hands, or guiding him around in public with your hand on his lower back. He'll start blushing and stutter in public if you do something that flusters him, but you reward him later with kisses and lots of reassurance.

Konrad Koch:

Konrad is a playful sweetheart, his personality is so bright and happy and he is probably the one in your relationship that brings the fun into the bedroom. Exploring new things would be fun with him, and he would laugh or make jokes until the two of you got it right. But even though he's never self-conscious, and almost never gets flustered, you know his guilty pleasure. Konrad would be really into erotic humiliation. The man can be playful all he wants, but as soon as you order him to do something alone and without you, he becomes more self-conscious and shy. His favorite thing is when you order him to masterbate while you watch. He's usually so confident, but having your eyes on him so intensely makes him feel exposed and flustered, and he enjoys the feeling of being put on display for your pleasure as you tell him what to do.

And...scene! If y'all want me to add a Danny character to the list just drop a comment.

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cazimagines · 3 years

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would you do headcanons for edging Laszlo for a week, in public and at home?

Warnings: Edging, handjob, blowjob, teasing in public, riding

- Laszlo had snapped at you one evening. You knew the stress of helping people at the institute, and then having to deal with the public who held a distane for Laszlo was hard on him. But you didn't appreciate when he would take it out on you by shutting you out, stropping around moodily and becoming very sarcastic and harsh with his words. As soon as he snapped at you he regretted it. You could tell by the way his eyes widened but there was no turning around from it now.

- He attempted to treat you nicely for the rest of the night, asking how your day was, setting the food out for you, putting it away so you didn't have to do any of the tiresome work, reading to you. You appreciated the gestures and it amused you that Laszlo seemed to believe that was the end of it. When you retired for the night Laszlo was at your side, his lips caressing your neck, asking in his own subtle way if you were okay for doing more. Without speaking you pulled yourself on top of him and then moved back till your face was by his dick. Gently you took him in your mouth as he watched you and as you started to bob your head. The little gasps and slight moans that came from Laszlo's mouth was exciting and your eyes trailed on him as you watched his head fall back onto the pillow, his eyes fluttering as his mouth remained slightly open. He'd whisper to you how perfect you were, how much he loved you between gasps till he got to a point where he couldn't even form words. You could feel he was close from the way he twitched, and before he could have his release you pulled away from him.

- You smirked to yourself as you pulled yourself back up to the pillow and settled down to sleep. Laszlo was frozen in shock for what you did for a moment, then moved onto his side to whine at you for what you did. He tried to ask you to continue but you refused, and you made sure to tell him if he tried to relieve himself it wouldn't turn out well for him.

- You were able to have a peaceful sleep whereas Laszlo was awake for most of the night, needing the urge to release but unable to do anything about it, therefore, leaving him restless. In the morning a similar thing happens, Laszlo sighed in relief as he felt your hand wrap around him, hoping to end this torment that had kept him up all night. Very quickly he became a moaning mess underneath you but once again you pulled away, telling him he needed to prepare himself for the day. He whined at you, trying to convince you to join him back in bed but to no avail so he begrudgingly had to get up.

- His day was torment, when conducting interviews he had to be careful to hold his hands over his crotch to cover the clear erection upon him. His mind would constantly drift off and be distracted from what people were saying. You were not helping either with being equally distracting such as purposely dropping something on the floor and bending over to pick it up in front of him. He would glare at you knowing what you were doing on purpose. During times of the day, he would try and get you alone, trying to convince you to let him have his relief but you always refused, this was his punishment for snapping at you.

- And thus this continued for the whole week. Every night and morning you would tease him, bringing him to the edge of release but then letting go before he could ever achieve it and it had him getting on his knees and begging you to relieve him. Tears would fall from his eyes in a desperate plea. He never would have thought he'd reach the stage of that, always viewing himself as a man of a higher standing, who would never resort to pleading but when it came to you and what you were doing to him, at this point he would do anything.

- You enjoyed teasing him a bit too much in public, resting your hand on the inside of his thigh as you ate together at a restaurant, letting your fingers gently ghost against his crotch but pulling them away just as quickly. Whispering dirty things into his ears as you walked past him, revelling in the blush it brought to his cheeks. Giving him hickeys upon his shoulder which he would then desperately attempt to cover up so John wouldn't comment on them.

- By the time a week was up Laszlo was a mess. He needed you like the earth needs the sun like humans need air. Every moment he was practically on you, begging for release. He half believed at this point you could simply kiss him and that would be enough for him to lose it. His dick throbbed for you, the tip a deep purple colour and pre-cum already leaking. You felt pity for him in the end, and while you enjoyed seeing how desperate he was for you, you were more hyped to see how he would react when you finally gave him the release he craved.

- And oh was his reaction magnificent. He made no attempt to hide his pleasure, his loud moans as you rode him to oblivion. His hand desperately gripped onto you for some guidance as you relentless moved on top of him. He didn't take him long to finish, after being edged for so long, but you didn't stop there though. Oh no. Seeming as he was so desperate for this you were going to keep riding him till he couldn't cope anymore. Tears sprung from his eyes from the overstimulation, he could utter no words as his mouth was raw from moaning, his chest heaved heavily as he panted for breath, coming again and again.

- By the time you were finally done he was exhausted and dazed out, but as you settled into bed beside him, he clung to you desperately, whispering thank you to you over and over as he cuddled into you.

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THINGS I'D LIKE TO DO WITH MY FAVOURITE MEN (MY HOLY TRINITY)

no smut this time, just pure thoughts

DANCING WITH PEDRO PASCAL

Look at this man... Just good vibes only.

It may be because I know he worked as a "boy image" in a club in Madrid (I think this information is correct but I hadn't the time to check it) , or the fact that he's an Aries, but...

He's the kind of friend I'd want to bring to clubs, get drunk with and dance all night long.

Have you ever seen "Friends" the TV series?

There's this scene of Monica and her brother Ross dancing together.

Their dance is so cringe and so funny that I'd want to have someone to dance like this with too.

Can you imagine dance with him, drunk, on the dance floor, Jennifer Lopez's music...

A dream...

P.S.

PEDRO PASCAL IF YOU EVER READ THIS (I RECENTLY ACKNOWLEDGED YOU HAVE A SECRET TUMBLR ACCOUNT HERE) PLEASE LET'S GET DRUNK AND GO DANCE TOGETHER

ACTING IN A PLAY WITH TOM HIDDLESTON

Ok... Story time.

I love cinema and I'm passionate about it, but I also love theatre.

I even took a drama class at my school and another one privately for little while, before COVID decided to come and ruin my adolescence.

Now, I hadn't had the pleasure to see him on stage, I saw him on screen, in movies, and a few pieces of some of his plays.

I mean, how could anyone act badly with him on stage?

Even I could perform an "Oscar performance" while acting with him...

I mean, his so expressive while acting that it seems totally real... It would come natural to anyone answer like something real.

Sometimes theatre tend to exaggerate things, in order to get the audience to understand what is going on, but he has the ability to be extremely communicative without removing reality from the performance.

I love it.

"TECHNO-TOUR" IN BERLIN WITH DANIEL BRÜHL

Going for a "Techno tour" in Berlin.

Have you seen him dancing in TFATWS?

Do I need to say anything else?...

I know Berlin has a long story of techno music and the clubs there are amazing.

What could be better then a tour of the best clubs of Berlin?

I mean... He would be my pass to the Bergahin...

Even Sven would love him...

Like Lady Gaga would say:

"no sleep 👏 bus 👏 club 👏 nother club 👏nother club 👏 nother club 👏 plane 👏 next place 👏 no sleep 👏 nother club 👏 nother club 👏 nother club 👏 nother club👏 nother club 👏 nother club 👏 nother club 👏 nother club"

Then KitKat, then Kater Blau and on and on until we are destroyed.

Just amazing.

(and remember, in Berlin vodka e, stands for vodka and ecstasy, not vodka and energy drink👍)

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