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[NATASHA MOON] {NATALIA DYER} is a [22] year old [CISFEMALE]. [SHE] used to be a [LIBRARY ASSISTANT] before The End. [SHE] was [DREAMY] but [NAIVE], and when [SHE] thought the world was ending, [SHE MADE A SUICIDE PACT WITH HER BEST FRIEND BUT DIDN’T GO THROUGH WITH IT]. Oops. Now [NATASHA] belongs to the [FIGHTERS].

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“God dammit,” Nate muttered, as he absentmindedly tried to smoke a joint and a cigarette at the same time. For one thing, he was trying to quit at least one of them, and for another, he was losing his damn mind. He looked at them both incredulously, and decided on the joint. He looked up at the person nearest him outside the trailers. “Want a smoke? It’s pre-lit because I’m a dumbass.”

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“Smoking kills.” the brunette remarked, taking the cigarette out of his hand and smashing it on the ground. “Where’s your mind today, Nate? You were supposed to meet me for lunch over a half hour ago. I’m dying for Whataburger.”

“I usually wouldn’t do this because I’m not down for public embarrassment, but the grumpy ride operator guy over there said I can’t ride the ferris wheel without a partner. So, would you consider taking pity on my sad soul and ride it with me? I have cotton candy, if that tempts you at all.”

#doa:starter #event1 #she is very shy ok #so this took a lot out of her

billyshakes

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tegan and sara– city girl

I got so city girl on you

I go so crazy I don’t know what to do

#music

onlycelebrities

Natalia Dyer for Rogue Magazine 2017

#face #god stop it

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@natasha-moon

Nate knew his sister would be sleeping; it was a ridiculous time of night. But he’d been up, pacing the halls, probably making some of the more skittish and dramatic actresses think a ghost was after them again. He just had thoughts in his head, and he didn’t understand them, and when he didn’t understand himself, he could always count on his sister to understand him.

She was his twin, his other half, his better half. She was better in every way, and everyone knew it, and instead of being resentful, he loved her all the more for it. She balanced him out. They needed each other. If she’d needed him at three in the morning, she’d only have to breathe differently and he’d know.

So there he was, barging into her hotel room in the middle of the night, and sitting on the edge of her bed. He really needed a cigarette, but the smoke alarm was not the way he wanted Natasha to wake up.

“Tash…” he whispered, gently touching her shoulder.

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“Nate?” Natasha woke from her slumber, her eyebrows furrowed with a mix of confusion and worry. “Are you okay?” She asked gently, immediately sensing that something was off. Pulling herself out of the warm comfort of her bed, the brunette sat up and crossed her legs in front of her. Despite being in a deep sleep only moments ago, she was now fully awake, ready to hear about what was going on in his head. “Tell me everything.”

#god this is short and lame #but im so tired #pls love me

NATASHA MOON - MOODBOARD (1/?)

“I wish I could leave myself alone.”

#moodboard #about #carrie fisher quote bc shes my queen

dunnetwins

#nat's favorite movie ok #she's lloyd dobler trash #muse

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Mr. Incredible

#face #this is totally nat messing with things on set lmao

keithsweatshop

my favorite thing to do is not talk

#muse

jakegyllenhaal

#muse

wordsnquotes

I was quiet, but I was not blind.

(via sabrmylove)

#muse

blckcs:

“i told you. when you go into this lifestyle, there’s no turning back. yeah, to this day i still look like i carry a dwarf planet as a head whenever i see an official picture of myself. it’s great.” he joked. “wow, look at you. daredevil and bad girl, herself.” blake winked, trying to dismiss the immense grief clawing at his insides. not only for his deceased friend, but for the memories that once passed between the three of them. for the memories they were robbed from. “yeah, can you– believe that?” he struggled to get his words out. blake glanced at natasha. his best friend of so many years ago. the only one who understood how he felt at this moment. who was probably under a great strain on her own. “i’m so sorry, nat.” blake nearly whispered.

“official pictures are the worst kind of pictures. i’m convinced that school photographers are bored with their lives and therefore want to see how awful they can make kids look.” she joked. “ah, thank you, thank you. i try very hard to be bad. it’s not as natural as it looks.” she knew that the jokes were starting to become forced now. they light banter they were sharing earlier had all but disappeared into the air, leaving natasha with a bad taste in her mouth and a heavy heart. “i can’t.” the brunette said softly, her voice dripping with sorrow. looking up at blake’s bright eyes, natasha suddenly felt immensely guilty for her part in their disintegrated friendship. he was once the person she stayed up all night with, the one she shared even her strangest dreams, her best friend. why didn’t they survive time? “don’t be.” she said a bit more sternly, now actively searching for an escape from the conversation. it wasn’t that she didn’t want to talk or grieve with him, but she just couldn’t. not now and definitely not there.