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Boblena | Put your head on my shoulder

These two got me in a chokehold since I've seen the movie. Enjoyyyyyyy

Biblically accurate american HPI

Natasha Lyonne is a Queen at playing crime solving red heads with chaotic lives

#hpi #haut potentiel intellectuel #high potential #morgane alvaro #adam karadec #morgadec #daniel sunjata #natasha lyonne #pardon my french #dreamcast

lem0nace

Apparently there's different versions of Haut Potentiel Intellectuel:

🇺🇲 High Potential

🇭🇺 A Renitens

🇬🇷 IQ 160

🇨🇿 Případy mimořádné Marty

🇸🇮 Výnimočná Nikol

They all seem to follow the characteristics of French Morgane. The American version is the one that looks the most different to me. I'm checking out A Renitens for the time being! I want to see how the different countries portray a person with HIP.

#high potential #hpi #haut potentiel intellectuel #high intellectual potential

free-my-mindd

clleanlliness

"i'd kill for you" okay but would you heal for me?

herzenskoffer

PLOT TWIST.

champagnearab

Imagine finding the love of your life

svdaily

Imagine getting to keep them

pussymargiela

#black femininity #snakes #art #photography #fic inspo

etrnls

another comissh from @vartoids of my favorite kids, bucky and mel, from thunderbolts! (wintergold 🥰) based off of a scene from my fic, Tower Nights, from chapter 6. i'm obsessed with this! the details!!!

“I don’t know how to dance to this music!”

“It’s fine,” he said, walking backward a step or two away from the tables. “I do. Just follow my lead.”

“I could have worn something better, if you told me,” she said, glancing down as he moved her arms to settle in the right places.

“You look amazing.”

“I’m going to step on your feet.”

He shook his head. “I don’t care.”

So they danced. It was songs and sounds that he knew. She caught on pretty well, soon finding her literal footing and seeming to enjoy herself quite a lot. Bucky easily chatted with people who looked twice his age, and they seemed pleasantly surprised at his demeanor.

Mel watched him with a smile on her face and in her eyes, grateful and thankful to see another side of him. Not that he wasn’t great all of the time, but he was far grouchier when forced to lead the team than he was here in a slice of nostalgia.

They danced and drank a little and ate cheese cubes and Bucky relaxed and told her stories. Small anecdotes of a past life, ones that he held close to his heart, even with all of the holes he still had in his memory. There was enough.

At one particularly snappy rendition of Tomorrow by Frankie Carle, Bucky spun her out away from him–which was the fanciest move he’d pulled on her yet. Mel spun decently, but when tugged back, came spinning a little too hard and far, so that instead of their hands meeting again, her spine thumped against his chest, his arm crossing her chest with her own, fingers still clasped. His other hand went to her hip to steady her.

Her whole body was tingling, face flushed, heart pounding. “Wow…why um…why did we stop dancing like this?” she asked, Bucky’s breath hot against her ear and neck.

He chuckled. “I have no idea.” He released her hand and spun her gently around. Her hands rested on his shoulders.

“This is very fun,” she said as they slowed to a sway that did not meet the beat of the song. “I like seeing this side of you."

“Yeah? You did mention you like old things.”

She rolled her eyes a little, but in an endearing way. “I do. Though I have no idea what any of these songs are. Forgive me?”

His thumbs stroked her sides through her dress. “Forgiven.” He placed a light kiss on her lips and then pulled her off the floor toward their table.

#buckymel #melbucky #bucky barnes #mel gold #thunderbolts #fanart #lovvvvvvvve it