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Natalia Dyer at the 24th Screen Actors Guild Awards. Makeup and dress on fleek๐๐ป
Natalia Dyer for Coveteur
Natalia Dyer and Charlie Heaton at the National Television Awards In London
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my extra assโข would literally calculate the steps on where the stranger things cast would walk and i would clean the floor so wouldnโt have to step on dirty floor
Natalia Dyer. Ravenclaw.
DM me for requests !!
I know I can't be the only one who's imagined other people in harry potter uniforms. So here you go, Natalia Dyer wearing Luna's uniform!
Natalia Dyer in Stranger Things
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Nancy : Why is Dustin crying?
Steve : I am having Max be mean to him.
Nancy: What?? Why??
Steve: He got a D in Spanish and then cheated.
Nancy : Well, you can't use Max for that, discipline your child yourself.
Robin : Nance, max got straight A's , she needs to be rewarded too.
Eddie : it's a win-win.
y'all know the real reason Murray HAD TO go with Joyce to rescue Hopper? no, not bc of his russian speaking abilities. because otherwise Murray would clock Ronance and Steddie so fast he'd majorly fuck up the Duffer brothers' dumb six little nuggets plan
he's done it twice already (jonancy and jopper) and you know he would happily grumpily do it twice more
Nancy: Could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective?
Steve: *Crouches down*
Robin: *Kneels down*
Eddie: *Sits on the floor*
Max: *Stands on a chair*
Nancy:
Nancy: I hate all of you.
POV: Scrolling through Steve Harringtonโs camera roll
natalia dyer street style icons.
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first pic of natalia on set sheโs so gorgeous!!!!
Second Choice : Steve Harrington
summary: steve and the reader are lost in their own little world, but find it shattered by one stupid remark and steve might just watch the girl he loves walk off forever- again. or, alternatively, the one in which steve slips up and breaks the readerโs heart with just one word: nancy.
warnings: angst, cursing (if that counts?), Stranger Things 2 spoilers (like barely)
a/n: so this is my first attempt at writing on tumblr, and it was originally an extension to a fanfic iโve given up on, so itโs been adapted to fit this format, and i might expand it to have a part 2. feedback is very much appreciated! canโt wait to hear what you have to say about this one!
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Standing in the center of the living room, dancing dumbly to her favorite Journey records, [Y/N] looked like a sight for sore eyes. Her makeup had smudged in odd places and tufts of hair clung to her clammy skin. Steve watched her from the doorway with a fond smile spread across his lips. To him, she looked like a vision of beauty.
As soon as she caught sight of her boyfriend, [Y/N] reached out a canary-yellow fingernail at him and signaled for him to come closer.
The pair danced clumsily like that, her fingers buried in his hair and his hands gripping onto her swaying hips, until the music faded out with the final stroke of a guitar on the record player.
It wasnโt long after that the pair found themselves tangled up in Steveโs bed sheets. [Y/N] sat on his lap with their limbs in a tangled mess and their lips locked in a messy, hungry kiss. She pulled harshly on a chunk of his hair when heโd said it.
โNancy,โ he said, his eyes screwed shut. Just like that, [Y/N]โs cherry lips ripped away from him and the bed shifted as she scurried away. Steve, having realized his mistake, sat up and prepared to pull her back to him. He cooed at her and let a string of apologies fall from his lips. The way she recoiled from his touch sent an all-too-familiar pang to his heart. It was enough to alert him that this wasnโt just some silly spat that they would work out with a good kiss; heโd really hurt her.
โWhat did you just call me?โ Her voice came out soft and pained. [Y/N] turned away from him, smoothing out her dress. Hot, angry tears pooled in her eyes. She felt stupid and naive for allowing herself to think that Steve Harrington might love someone like her.
Steve had been her first real boyfriend. In fact, [Y/N] had just settled on the conclusion that she would start dating in college when one of the kids she babysat convinced her to go out on a date with โthis guy he knew.โ The last person she would have guessed she might fall in love with was โKingโ Steve Harrington himself. Yet, here she was- crying over him nonetheless.
โCโmon, now,โ he begged. โIt was just a stupid mistake-!โ
โNo,โ she said, wiping at her eyes with the back of her hand. โCut the bullshit, Steve.โ
Bullshit. Steve flinched at the word, and for once, found himself unable to speak. The last time a girl he loved had said those words to him had broken his heart, and he had a suspicion that it was about to happen again.
โYeah, but-โ
โBut what, Steve? What else could you possibly have to say to me right now?โ
When he fell silent, [Y/N] stood up abruptly. She nodded, trampling around his room in search of her shoes. With a heavy sigh, she turned to look at him one last time.
โI love you, Steve Harrington, but I have no interest in being anyoneโs second choice.โ
With that, she trudged down the stairs and made a break for the front door, Steve right behind her. He called after her, but [Y/N] was just too filled with adrenaline to make out any of what he was telling her.
Her vision now blurred from sobbing, [Y/N] stumbled on home. She refused to turn back for fear of catching Steveโs eye, afraid she might take one look into those pretty boy eyes and forgive him too soon. Eventually, he stopped calling for her, and sheโd assumed he retreated back into his house alone. She hugged her arms to her chest, trying to catch her breath. Her heart ached and she was angry. Angry with Steve for toying with her heart, angry at herself for thinking she could ever replace a girl like Nancy Wheeler, and angry at herself for giving up her dream school for something closer to home just to see a boy she was unsure she ever had a real shot with.
Back on his front porch, Steve stood transfixed for a good while after she disappeared from his line of vision. A churning feeling settled in the pit of his stomach, as reality sunk in.
Heโd lost her.