#speechless?????????? hello??????????????????????

[brooklynn3253]

Unspoken Signals pt 2

Because I kinda want to turn it into a couple parts soooo here we go 😍

The Tiny Kicks that Stole My Heart

Let's get real, pregnancy is a wild ride. It's a constant state of being surprised by your own body. One minute you're craving pickles and ice cream, the next you're gasping for air because your lungs are apparently a tiny bit cramped. And then there's the whole emotional rollercoaster, the hormones making you cry at commercials and argue with your partner over the best brand of toilet paper.

But amidst all the chaos, there are moments of pure magic. Moments that take your breath away and leave you feeling completely overwhelmed with love.

For me, one of those moments was feeling my first kick. It was a delicate flutter, like a tiny butterfly trying to take flight. I remember sitting on the couch, watching a movie, when a little tap, almost imperceptible, registered in my belly. I stopped breathing, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for it to happen again. And it did. A gentle "hello" from the tiny human growing inside me.

The experience was intensely personal, but it also filled me with a sense of overwhelming love for this little being I was carrying. It was like a secret shared between us, a connection that transcended words. It was a love that was both terrifying and exhilarating, a feeling so profound it left me speechless.

And then, there was Bucky. My partner, my confidante, the man who had already stolen my heart with his gentle nature and unwavering support. Witnessing his reaction to the baby's first kicks was a moment I will never forget.

He was sitting next to me on the couch, his hand resting on my belly, his eyes closed in concentration. When the little flutter came, I stared at him, waiting for a reaction. His eyes flew open, a smile spreading across his face as a wave of disbelief washed over him.

"Did you feel that?" He whispered, his voice filled with awe.

I nodded, a tear rolling down my cheek. He squeezed my hand, his thumb brushing against my palm in a silent reassurance. "He's kicking," he breathed, his voice thick with emotion.

In that moment, I saw a fatherhood I had never imagined. Bucky, always the stoic, the strong and silent type, was overcome with a tenderness I had rarely witnessed. The love in his eyes was not just for me, but for this tiny spark of life we were creating together.

He started talking to the baby, "Hey, little guy. Did you hear mom talking about pickles? We'll get you some, buddy. Just you wait."

I laughed, my heart swelling with a kind of warmth I had never experienced before.

Bucky's love for the baby wasn't a sudden realization. It had been simmering below the surface, a quiet knowing that he was going to be an incredible father. He was already so present, so attentive, so involved in my pregnancy. He researched baby names, helped me choose clothes, and spent hours reading pregnancy books.

But it was that first kick, that tiny nudge against his hand, that solidified the love in his heart. It was a moment of pure connection, a shared understanding of the amazing miracle taking place inside my body.

The flutter became a bump. The bump became a strong kick. Then a punch. Sometimes a whole-body wiggle. And with each movement, Bucky's love for our child deepened. He would sit for hours, talking to my belly, telling stories of his childhood, his hopes and dreams for the future. He would sing silly songs, read poetry, and even attempt to play the guitar (though his musical talents are questionable, to say the least).

He would rub my belly, whispering words of encouragement, reassurance, and love. He would tell the baby how beautiful they were, how strong, how special. His voice would soften, his eyes would glisten, and I would see the father he was destined to be.

It wasn't always easy. There were moments of frustration, exhaustion, and fear. Hormones raged, sleep was scarce, and my body felt like a foreign land. But Bucky was always there, a steady hand in the storm. He would massage my back, make me laugh, and remind me that I was strong, capable, and beautiful. He was my partner, my rock, my best friend, and the father of our child.

Now, when I feel that little foot kicking against my ribs, or a hand pushing against my side, I know it's not just my body that's changing. It's our lives. It's our love. It's a love that has been nurtured in the womb, a love that is more powerful than anything we could have ever imagined. A love that started with a tiny kick and has blossomed into a lifetime of possibility.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Must be a Sugondese joke.

[wikitpowers]

Making myself cry on my reread of tda noticing how obvious it is in every other character's POV that ty is drawn to kit and kit's presence is obviously calming/reassuring to ty and then thinking about how kit just like does not see it and thinks he has to be serving some purpose for ty to want him around 😭

WTF IS WITH EVERYONE ON THIS APP COMING FOR ME

DO I NOT SUFFER ENOUGH????? I'M A KITTY STAN FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! I HAVE ENOUGH PAIN IN MY LIFE ALREADY WHY ARE YOU REMINDING ME?????????????????

but on a more serious note (lolsies), i just love love love that in tda you can see how ty needs kit so much and always (and i mean always) wants him around. but kit is just too blind to see it bc he's got it in his head that no one could ever truly love him and it makes them that much more heartbreaking, bc they both love each other so freaking much but don't see that their feelings are like insanely requited (those fools)

[justanon-believer]

Since when people are shipping Gojo and Sukuna ???? And why am I finding it NOW ????? AND WHY AM I LIKING IT ????!!!

[anotherpapercut]

apparently my partners 19 year old sisters told him that fireflies by owl city is "embarrassing" and that young people don't like it

I just want to establish right now that this is a pro fireflies by owl city blog and if you don't want to get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs with Adam Young then you're fucking dead to me and you should just block me right now

[miciiq]

New Eternal Bout Limited An Gacha

HELLO HAVE YALL SEEN THIS YET BC OH MY GOD I WAS NOT READY ITS GIVING BANDORI

I WAS EXCITED FOR THE RYTHM GAME SETTINGS NOT THIS HOLY SHOULD I PULL???

ALL THE CARDS ARE SO STUNNING AAAAA

LIKE WHEN I SAW THIS YESTERDAY I WAS LIKE OH WORDLINK AN NO.2 BUT NO

YKW IM PROBABLY PULLING WISH ME LUCK

NOOO ONLY KOHANE HAS SCORE SKILL AND TOYA AND AN BOTH HAVE HEALING IM SO DISAPPOINTED DO I STILL PULL???

Hi im back this is a little unrelated but I was just looking at my event team and I saw that the event score was already there??? Is this new or am I just stupid I swear it wasnt there yesterday (Edit: Hi all just coming back to say I was just very stupid the event started a few minutes before I took this screenshot and I somehow didn’t notice so 😃👍)

[sar3nka]

Btw I was talking to some guy on messenger yesterday (he was asking me abt uni related stuff) and we had a short convo about japanese cinema & literature. And I ask if he knows the people we'll be studying with and he says no. And then drops the "I just hope there's no alt girl feminist snowflakes".

Why are they (Y chrommies) like this

[koostattoos]

JUNGKOOK????

WHAHAHAHAHAHA IM SOOOOO. WHAAAA

speechless

i’ve lost everything that’s in my brain. i’m bouncing off the walls.

[obstinaterixatrix]

[ladyblackbirdart]

Oh my god. OH my god. Oh my GOD.

Oh my god

[gregoftom]

i’m speechless

[moonartemisia]

I have something to address... they're so....

[ioannemos]

spotted at the library and uh. hey.........??

?? HELLO?

like i know i'm not ~in the know~ about what's okay anymore but. um. yeah there's probably nothing problematic about *checks notes* replacing every black person with a robot. in a book about slavery. bc the n word is bad and shouldn't be printed. in a book about slavery. written by someone talking about how slavery is bad. and black people are people too. and should be treated as such. thus implying that robots should be treated as humans. and that what enslaved black people went through in the past is equal to the plight of robots that don't exist i guess? that seems. legit.

[mexxs-blog]

If your ever down for another game lmk ;)

DAMN. I took that in the complete wrong way ashjafhjabja-

[tearsforloz]

jade thirlwall i have no words

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

DUDE.