#Natalia Germani

[latestfling]

#natalia germani

[artfilmfan]

Nightsiren (Tereza Nvotová, 2022)

#natalia germani #eva mores #svetlonoc #Tereza Nvotová #nightsiren #slovakia #female filmmakers #female film directors #women in film #female directed films #female directors #female screenwriters #slovak #slovak cinema

[kaipanzero]

Her Body

Její telo (2023)

#Her Body #Její telo #Natalia Germani #Natálie Císarovská #Czech Republic #movie #gif #2023

[movienized-com]

Vítaz

Vítaz (Serie 2023) #VladimírHajdu #IvanaChýlková #NataliaGermani #RebekaRiggová #PetraDubayova #JánJackuliak Mehr auf:

Serie Jahr: 2023- (September) Genre: Comedy Hauptrollen: Vladimír Hajdu, Ivana Chýlková, Natalia Germani, Rebeka Riggová, Petra Dubayova, Ján Jackuliak, Milan Ondrík, Kristina Siskova, Zuzana Páleníková, Noel Czuczor, Vladislav Plevcík, Roman Polák, Lubomír Paulović … Serienbeschreibung: Eine Familienkomödie über das Leben eines ehemaligen Premierministers eines kleinen mitteleuropäischen…

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#Ivana Chýlková #Natalia Germani #Petra Dubayova #Rebeka Riggová #SkyShowtime #Vladimír Hajdu

[australianbeyonce]

laetitia, natalia, chandra and carolyn for vogue germany 1995

#laetitia casta #natalia semanova #chandra north #carolyn murphy #vogue #vogue germany #90s #90s fashion #high fashion #editorial #vogue magazine #magazine #photoshoot #fashion #couture #photography #beauty #models #90s models

[hetalia-club]

Incorrect Hetalia Quotes At The World Meeting (Mean Girls Addition)

Sealand: I just wish we could all get along like we used to. I wish that I could bake a cake out of rainbows and smiles and we could all eat it and be happy.

England: *In the back of the room wearing sunglasses and a hoodie* He's not even a country.

Germany: Are you even a recognized country?

Sealand: No, I just have a lot of feelings.

Sweden: Sealand go home.

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America: Russia, I don't hate you because you're a communist.

America: You're a communist because I hate you.

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France: That's so fetch!

England: Stop trying to make fetch happen France! It's never going to happen.

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America: I'm sorry people are so jealous of me...But I can't help that I'm popular.

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England: If I was wearing jeans today I would be sitting over there with the dead nations.

*Pan over to Prussia sitting at a table by himself*

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Belarus: Why should America get to stomp around like a giant, while the rest of us try not to get smushed under his big feet? What's so great about America? Hm? Russia is just as cute as America. Russia is just as smart as America. People totally like Russia just as much as they like America. And when did it become okay for one person to be the boss of everybody, huh? Because that's not what The world is about. We should totally just STAB America!

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Romano (Smugly): I don't think my father, the The Pope, would be too pleased to hear about this.

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Germany: I don’t care how long it takes to get the trade deals settled, I will keep you here all night if I have to!

Switzerland *Whispering*: We can't keep them past four.

Germany: I will keep you here until four!

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America (to France): England says nobody likes you because you're such a slut!

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America (to new NATO members): On Wednesdays we wear pink!

#hetalia #hws amerca #hws england #hws russia #hws romano #hws prussia #hws belarus #hws germany #hws switzerland #hws sweden #hws sealand #hws france #alfred f. jones #arthur kirkland #ivan braginski #lovino vargas #gilbert beilschmidt #Natalia Arlovskaya #ludwig beilschmidt #francis bonnefoy #aph america #aph england #aph russia #aph romano #aph prussia #aph france #aph germany #aph switzerland #aph sweden #aph belarus

[katlandry]

ordered an autograph from natalia 🫶

#natalia dyer #nancy wheeler #stranger things #stranger things 4 #ronance #nancy stranger things #st4 #why is shipping so expensive tho #like to ship from america to the uk it’s extortionate #though it’s also quite expensive to ship from germany #i blame brexit

[enibas22]

from IG  netflixde - 23rd May 2022

“Stranger Things 4″ premiere in Berlin on 23rd. May 2022

with Tom Wlaschiha, Charlie Heaton and Natalia Dyer. Here on the red carpet.

#tom wlaschiha #charlie heaton #natalia dyer #stranger things 4 #premiere berlin #germany #video clip

[nataliaproductions80]

hallo! hallo! hallo! hallo!

Henry Will liebt Deutschland!

I draw her springboi @henry-springbonnie edit!

#fnaf #fnaf gacha #polish #natalia afton #poland #germany #spring bonnie #springy #henry #gacha edit #ibispaintx #join nap.inc

[henry-springbonnie]

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moi przyjaciele potrzebują pomocy @nataliathepurple

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[watchingalotofmovies]

All of a Sudden

All of a Sudden    [trailer]

Following a party in Karsten's flat, everyone goes home – except Anna. Karsten feels drawn towards the mysterious young woman. An unexpected event and a moment of weakness change everything.

Very interesting story, how your whole life can change in an instant after one imprudent decision. Your personal life, your professional life, friends and family.

It's told in a quiet, minimalistic but still capivating way, showing how Karsten feels increasingly trapped, who's portrayed in a great performance by Sebastian Hülk.

A few times the situation was so tense that I thought a sudden burst of violence could happen at any moment. But I did not anticipate the extreme turn of the tables at the end. But it's easily conceivable that in the end Karsten starts to adapt to his environment.

#All of a Sudden #Auf Einmal #Asli Özge #Sebastian Hülk #Julia Jentsch #Luise Heyer #Hanns Zischler #Sascha Alexander Gersak #Natalia Belitski #Atef Vogel #foreign #Germany #like #recommended

[glimmerofawesome]

#emmi alanen #linda dallmann #natalia kuikka #finwnt #gerwnt #finland v germany #july 16 22 #weuro2022 #68:16

[vmbconcert]

#Natalia M King #live #concert #germany #concertphotography #music #musican #artists on tumblr #vmb #rock #koblenz #Blues #43. Lahnsteiner Bluesfestival #Singer #Songwriter #guitarplayer #blues rock #rhythm and blues #VMBPhotography

[woso-dreamzzz]

Introductions

Hardersson x Daughter!Reader

Natalia Guijarro (OC) x Hardersson!Reader

Part of The Big Adeventures Universe

Summary: Natalia meets your parents as your girlfriend

Pernille wishes that they could make the trip to Spain to see you more often. But with their own work schedules plus flight times and your own training, it was difficult sometimes.

But, it was all worth it when she and Magda got out of arrivals to see your beaming face waiting for them.

"Princesse!" Pernille pulls you in for a hug, cradling your face and inspecting you.

The Spanish sun has been good for you. You're practically glowing as you take Pernille's hand in one of your own and Magda's in the other.

"How has training been?" Magda asks as you all make the trek to where you've parked your car.

"Good," You reply," We've got that match against Eibar at the weekend so we've been training pretty hard."

"You're top of the table," Magda reminds you," You can't be having to train that hard."

You shrug. "Talia says she'll cook dinner if I keep a clean sheet."

"That's nice of her," Pernille cuts in when she sees Magda's eye twitch.

Your crush on Natalia has been going on for years now and Magda's never fully come around to it. In her eyes, you were still that little toddler who moved from Germany to England. You were too young to have a crush, least of all a crush on a flirty Spanish girl who practically had a salacious smirk on her face all the time.

Magda had always imagined that your first official crush would be on someone like Jessie. You'd had a childhood crush on her for years (even if you had never actually realised it) so Magda had just assumed that people like Jessie were your type.

Natalia and her flirtations were out of left field.

"Talia doesn't cook often," You explain as you slip into your car," But she makes this amazing pasta dish that I've been craving for weeks."

"That sounds wonderful," Pernille says," I'm looking forward to seeing you play this weekend. We tune into your matches whenever we can."

As the topic moves on from Natalia's, Magda finds herself relaxing.

It's not that she doesn't like Natalia. Natalia is a great girl but you're Magda's baby. She doesn't want to have to imagine you kissing a girl or falling into bed with one. You're her only child and the idea of you moving away to Spain and potentially never coming back was almost too much to handle.

"I saw that match against Real Madrid," Magda says instead," That was a fantastic dive."

"The shot winded me a little bit," You reply proudly, turning onto the street with your apartment," But I'm glad I caught it. I was a little worried that I wouldn't."

"You're the best keeper in the world," Pernille says," Of course you were going to stop it."

Your cheeks turn a little pink as you turn off the car. "We don't know that. That PSG keeper-"

"You'll win it," Magda says," I can feel it in my bones. You'll see at the end of the year. You'll win."

You don't respond to that as your cheeks flush a deeper colour, making your way up the elevator to your apartment.

"Prins is fully trained now," You say proudly as you unlock your door," And he's bilingual. Talia is trying to teach him Spanish but he's refusing."

"Good," Magda says," I knew there was a reason I liked him."

Your apartment is different to how it was when she and Pernille left you there. It's more homey and cosy. Rocky the Rock was still on one of the shelves with girl-swan and girl-moose. Everything still had a place but it felt more lived in now.

A few of Prins' toys were scattered around on the floor and there were soft blankets strewn around the room.

Prins yaps happily at seeing you all, wandering over to get tickles behind the ear from Pernille, who happily crouches down to give them to him.

She glances around slightly, feeling just like Magda that there is something different about your home.

A cat tree was wedged in one corner, with a beautiful long-furred calico sleeping in one of the little caves. There was a Barcelona training shirt that didn't have your number on it hanging over the armrest of the sofa.

There were shoes that weren't your size on the floor.

But, the real kicker was the soft footsteps coming closer and closer.

"Hola," Natalia says as she appears around the corner.

Your face brightens up as soon as you see her, only getting happier and happier as she drops a soft kiss on your lips before moving over to the kitchen area without a care in the world.

Prins goes to follow her, wagging his tail as she throws him down a treat. The beautiful cat from earlier also crawls out from her nap spot to get treats too.

Pernille has to stifle her laugh as Magda stares, a finger coming up to point between you and Natalia, who was now happily humming as she grabbed some butter from the fridge.

"I...You...She..." Magda stutters out," What?!"

"Mi vida," Natalia says," Did you want the normal bread or the fancy bread?"

"Fancy, please," You reply," Morsa, is something wrong?"

Magda's still stuttering, not fully able to articulate her thoughts as she gestures wildly.

Pernille laughs, looping her arm around Magda's waist in comfort. "I think your Morsa is just a bit confused. She wasn't expecting Natalia to be here too."

You frown. "But why? Talia lives here too?"

"What?!" Magda demands.

You give her a funny look. "She's lived here for weeks now. Did I forget to tell you?"

"Mi vida," Natalia says," Why don't we sit down. Sorry, Miss Eriksson, Miss Harder, did you want a sandwich too? I forgot to ask."

"That would be lovely, thank you, Natalia," Pernille says as she guides Magda to sit at the kitchen table," I'll have some ham if you have it and Magda's the same."

Magda barely looks mentally present in the room, her mouth opening and closing like a fish.

It's very clear from the way that Natalia's moving around that she's trying to make a good impression. She's met Magda and Pernille before but that was when she was on Spain's youth team. Meeting them now as your girlfriend is different from back then.

Of course, both Magda and Pernille knew that she's been your girlfriend for a while now. You'd been very excited to tell them but Natalia moving in with you must have slipped your mind.

Natalia looks unbelievably nervous as she slides the sandwiches in front of Pernille and Magda, taking up the empty seat opposite them and next to you.

The cat from earlier leaps up onto the table, brushing her bushy tail against Natalia's face before jumping down again to wander back to her cat tree.

"That's Reina," You say proudly," She's Talia's cat."

"I can see that," Pernille says fondly," She's beautiful."

"I brush her every day," Natalia says, puffing out her chest. She's really laying it on thick. She made a sandwich for everyone. She's showing off how responsible she is by bragging about her cat's stunning pelt. She's taking care not to touch you as much as Pernille knows she wants to. She's really trying to make a good impression.

Magda laughs sardonically. "I mean," She says," You've really made yourself at home, haven't you?"

"Morsa!" You snap and Magda jolts.

You very rarely raise your voice, least of all at her but it's clear she's rubbed you up the wrong way. You seem to regret it though because your eyes dart back down to stare at the grain of the table.

Your voice stays firm though. "Don't be mean. This is Natalia's home too."

"Magda," Pernille says and it's funny how similar to two of you are," We're having a grownup conversation here. Be polite."

Magda sighs deeply. Her hand clenches into a fist and then unclenches again. She expels all of her breath.

"How long have you been moved in together?" Her voice is softer now, more welcoming but it's clear to Pernille that Natalia is still a little on edge.

"Nearly two months," You say," I think it's going really well!"

"It is," Natalia says, finally getting a bit more of her usual confidence back," We're doing very well together...Miss Eriksson."

Magda pulls a face. "Don't call me that," She says," It makes me feel old. I'm not old."

That gets you smiling again and the hand you've hidden under the table moves up to rest on it, showing that you've laced it tightly with Natalia's.

"You're old enough to have a twenty year old," You tease and that gets Natalia smiling down.

She's practically beaming at you, looking at you like you've hung the moon and the stars and the planets turned with you at the centre.

Magda doesn't like it. She doesn't want anyone looking at you like that. She doesn't want people to be attracted to you. You're her baby, the little baby who used to fit so perfectly in her arms and used to sneak into the big bed and speak German just to annoy her.

But you're grown up now and she can't think of anyone else she'd rather have look at you like you were their whole world than Natalia.

"So," Magda says begrudgingly," Natalia, I hear that you make really good pasta."

#woso x reader #hardersson x reader #pernille harder x reader #pernille harder #magdalena eriksson x reader #magdalena eriksson #woso community #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso #The Big Adventures Universe

[hannahleah]

Natalia Semanova (?) by Michel Comte. Vogue Germany July 1998

#Natalia Semanova #photography #fashion photography #fashion #fashion editorial #fashion magazine #vogue #vintage #beauty #michel comte #editorial

[nytb]

Blaugrana Were The Colours

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The dream was slipping from her fingertips. Y/N's sacrifice was necessary after Vilda's blacklist was made public. Luckily for the Spaniards, Y/N wasn't one to back away from a fight.

Weeks of harassment followed. Y/N's image was torn to shreds by the Spanish media. As history repeated itself, her fellow national teammates showed their support for the Catalonian on social media, but just like in the past - it made no difference.

Luckily, Eintracht Frankfurt's plan worked wonders. The German team provoked the much needed uproar in the Spanish Federation. Having friends in high places was worth the hassle : Vilda was out.

Real Sociedad made a tough statement of their own, letting go of a legendary manager, Natalia Arroyo. She hadn't managed to deliver continuous European football for the Basque team. Her future would soon be sealed, she was appointed as the National Team Manager.

There she was, in full glory. A team of gladiators stood behind her. With little to no time, they had to prepare for the World Cup - and what a tournament it was.

The Spanish were hit with further good news - the all mighty Alexia Putellas was available. Spain's chances kept growing by the minute, they had the team and the hunger to cause a major upset.

The group stage began as it was expected. The team hadn't gelled yet, they needed more time. But when things got tough, Alexia showed up. Scoring in crucial moments, leading the Spaniards to the top of their group.

Y/N watched from a distance. The sidelines never suited her, but she stuck around regardless. Interchanging her Spanish jersey with Laura Freigang's German one, she was all over the place. Supporting her friends, regardless of how she felt.

That was her spot - Alexia wasn't meant to play this world cup.

Many people would feel anger, resentment - but that wasn't Y/N. She was happy that her sacrifice had worked, but deep down she was sad, she felt abandoned. Now stuck in limbo, nobody knew her future. Everyone expected her to continue in Fc Barcelona, but the Germans had other plans.

They kept their promise, the news would only be made public after the World Cup. Y/N had time to explain, she had time to say her goodbyes.

Late night calls, random invites to her hotel room; Alexia did her best to keep Y/N in the loop. The Barcelona players followed their captain's lead. Nobody understood why Y/N wasn't called up, she sure had what it took to make a difference.

Regardless of that, Alexia did her best to keep a smile on Y/N's face. It wasn't hard; the Catalonian melted every time Alexia laid eyes on her. Practically in a smitten state, Y/N was falling and so was Alexia.

The constant texting turned into late night calls, the random game nights into impromptu sleepovers. They soon became inseparable.

That was until Germany faced Spain in the semi-finals. Laura stuck to the Catalonians hip, Oberdorf hanging from her neck - she looked at home, at peace. The Germans were set to steal Y/N away from Alexia, again.

Said moment was engraved in Alexias mind, that moment, it became a mental picture she used to ignite her anger; her need to win. Making a point to embarrass the Germans on the field - maybe that would make Y/N rethink her future.

She hadn't realized that her stepping onto the pitch with the Spanish crest on her chest had sealed Y/N's fate.

The Spanish going through to the final was bittersweet. Her Barcelona teammates wished to celebrate it with Y/N but her attention was elsewhere.

Pulled away by her soon to be rivals, Y/N was lifted onto Maria Leon's shoulders. The defender wasn't in the know, but she suspected something.

"Will you ever tell us what happened?" Keeping her question as vague as possible, Mapi was out for blood. Not a fan of coincidences, the Spaniard found the timing weird - one week, Y/N's image is torn to shreds, the next: Vilda is thrown out the door.

An answer never came, at least not the one the defender was looking for "Maybe when all this is over Leon, go celebrate, you deserve it"

Y/N made her way to her German friends, all crumbled on the floor - crying their eyes out. It came like second nature to her; Y/N was the calm after the storm. Consoling her friends, she soon stole some smiles out of them. Cheering them up enough to dance with the fans.

That's when Alexia realized "We have lost her", a statement that didn't fall on deaf ears. All eyes turned to Y/N. Everyone knew what their captain was talking about. Seeing their teammate with the Germans; that was a statement of its own.

They had lost the rough diamond that they had polished, the person that would fight their battles without fear - the perfect teammate.

It all started to sink in - all the times Y/N disappeared when certain topics were brought up, the times she skipped team bonding, the all too coincidental mood shifts before the Federations statements.

How could they miss it when it was all right there?

Nobody expected Maria Leon to step in for the pre-match talk. She hadn't done it before, but what a way to make her debut.

"This isn't just about that trophy. We are only here because Y/N threw herself to the wolves, don't forget that" words that confirmed what everyone suspected. It was real - Y/N had been their savior. Now, it was up to them to fight. "Let's win this for her"

The Lionesses were playing against ghosts. Whoever they faced managed to slip their grasp before they could react. Their previous encounter in the Euros was incomparable.

Spain had someone on the sidelines looking out for them. A team with everybody rowing for the same goal - revenge.

Lifting the trophy, hoping that they had changed the course of Y/N's career. Ignorance was bliss, until they saw Y/N's face. The fight was lost long before the World Cup began.

From euphoric celebrations to tearful goodbyes. Nobody wanted their holiday to end, especially Y/N. Spending the last days of her contract with her Barcelona teammates felt like the perfect ending.

Y/N had earned the title of Hero, for both club and country, but now she was Alexia's hero too.

Barcelona's captain was going through a rough patch of her own, a messed up romantic life, her support system: aka Y/N, leaving soon after.

The Catalonian was left scrambling and only Y/N could catch her.

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