#miguel angel suarez

[hwasoup]

Of Liquor and Speakeasies

🌵| cowboy miguel x reader

| summary: day one of being on the road

| content warning: suggestive content, implied manipulation, brief mention of kidnapping, emotional tension.

| word count: 2.9k words

| author’s notes: the way i had to tone it down because of how freaky it was getting. anyways enjoy the chapter and happy birthday to Miguel!!

Chapter 2

A cough echoed in Mr. Suarez’s study, the older man immersed in his paperwork, tallying the month’s sales to keep his business afloat. He adjusted his glasses, scrutinizing the numbers, when a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. His assistant entered quietly. “Mr. Suarez, sir, a telegram has arrived from Mr. Prescott.” Mr. Suarez’s face brightened at the mention of Prescott. News from him could only mean updates about his beloved daughter. “Well, don’t just stand there—bring it to me,” he ordered, a sense of urgency in his voice.

Sitting up straight, his shoulders squared. Mr. Suarez felt a burst of energy, as if anticipating good news. As he took the telegram, his fingers shook slightly, excitement bubbling in his chest. “Let’s see how she’s doing Maritza,” he whispered, remembering his late lover as he carefully opened the paper.

His eyes scanned the words quickly:

To: Mr. Suarez

New York City

STOP.

Y/N SUAREZ HAS NOT ARRIVED IN LOS ANGELES AS SCHEDULED STOP PREVIOUS TRAIN CONFIRMED ARRIVAL WITHOUT HER STOP ANY INFORMATION ON HER WHEREABOUTS IS REQUESTED IMMEDIATELY STOP WE HAVE BUSINESS TO DISCUSS STOP

DREW PRESCOTT

The telegram slipped from his trembling hands and fell onto the desk. His daughter, gone? It couldn’t be. He had watched her board the ship to New Orleans with his own eyes. Disbelief gripped him. No. This can’t be right. She was supposed to be safe… His chest tightened, panic creeping in. How could she have vanished, Where had she gone? He stumbled to his feet, pushing past the haze of dread clouding his mind. There was only one thought now—finding her.

With urgency, he stormed out of his study, his footsteps heavy, and headed toward his bedroom to find the document that might offer some help. The air in the mansion felt thick, every corner suddenly filled with the echo of his racing heart. As he entered the bedroom, he immediately went to his side of the bed, rifling through his things, desperate to find the specific document he needed.

His wife, lounging on the bed with her nightgown, looked at him with a knowing, enticing smile. “Whats wrong, my dear? You look like you need a break,” she purred her eyes lingering on him. “Let me help you… you know I’m always at your disposal.” Mr. Suarez, distracted and singularly focused, barely registered her words. “Not now dear!” He muttered, his hands still frantically searching. “I have to find this document…” His wife, clearly displeased with his lack of attention, rose from the bed and wrapped her arms around him from behind. “Oh, please, my love…it’s been a while, and I wish to have another baby.” Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper “Don’t you want to make a baby with me?”

His frustration boiled over as he shoved her hands off. “NO! NOT NOW!” He turned to face her, his voice trembling with fear and anger. “Y/N is missing. She never arrived in Los Angeles!” Her eyes widened, more from shock at his tone than concern for Y/N. The bastard is missing? Perfect. The little runt is doing the job for her by disappearing. Inside, she felt a dark sense of satisfaction, but outwardly, she masked her true emotions with a display of faux sympathy.

“Oh no… darling, I’m so sorry,” she said, stepping towards him, feigning concern. She places a hand on his arm, squeezing gently. “You must be beside yourself with worry. Don’t worry… she’s a resourceful girl. She’ll turn up, I’m sure.” Mr. Suarez pulled away from her touch, unable to hear her words through the storm in his mind. “I need to think,” he muttered. “There’s no time for this.” He turned back to his frantic search, his wife watching him with an unreadable expression, her thoughts swirling behind her placid smile.

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Flatonia, Tx…

The morning rays beamed through the window, waking y/n up after somehow sleeping quite nicely. She sat up in bed, stretching her arms with a soft yawn, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.As she glanced around the room her gaze landed on Miguel—and her breath caught in her throat. There he was, standing by the dresser, shirtless, pulling a fresh shirt over his broad shoulders. The early light highlighted every contour of his sun-kissed skin, the defined muscles of his arms flexing as he moved. Her eyes wandered to the small bullet scars scattered across his torso, each one telling a story. Her heart raced as her eyes lingered a little too long on the trail of dark hair that disappeared beneath his pants. She shook her head, forcing herself to look away. No. She couldn’t let herself get distracted by him. Miguel was trouble, Dangerous trouble. The last thing she needed was to get caught up in his charm. Although she couldn’t help but to take one more peek.

Y/N snapped out of it, her face flushing bright red as Miguel caught her staring. His lips curled into a teasing smirk, clearly enjoying the attention. “Like what you’re lookin’ at darlin’?” He drawled, his voice dripping in amusement. Y/N’s heart races, her face burning with embarrassment. She quickly tore her eyes away, looking anywhere but him. “I-I wasn’t—“ she stammered, flustered. “I wasn’t looking at anything! Don’t flatter yourself.” Miguel chuckled as he tugged his shirt down, stepping closer to the bed, clearly entertained by her flustered state. “Sure didn’t seem like nothin’” He teased, a grin tugging at his lips. “Can’t blame you though. Happens all the time.

Y/N glared at him, her embarrassment quickly turning into indignation. “Oh, please. I’ve seen better,” she shot back with a lie, crossing her arms in an attempt to regain her composure. Miguel’s smirk widened, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Uh-huh. Keep tellin’ yourself that,” he said, leaning down slightly to meet her gaze. “Ain’t no shame in admiring a little, no need to be so uptight about it.” Y/N huffed, her heart pounding as she tried to ignore the fluttering feeling in her stomach. “You’re insufferable, you know that?” Miguel laughed softly, clearly unaffected by her words. “Ain’t the first time I’ve heard that,” he said, straightening up and finishing with the buttons on his shirt. “But I gotta admit, it’s kinda cute seein’ you all flustered like that.” Y/N’s mouth opened to retort, but she was at a loss for words.The way he teased her so effortlessly made it hard to stay mad. Instead, she grabbed her blanket and pulled it up, hiding her reddened face behind it. “Just get dressed already!” She mumbled

Miguel chuckled once more, shaking his head as he finished getting ready. “Well you better get dressed too, darlin’,” he said grabbing his belt and fastening it around his waist. “We’re headin’ out soon. Gotta make it to Cowtown, and its a long ride.” Y/N peeked over the blanket, curiosity flickering in her eyes. “Cowtown?” She asked confused at the terminology. Miguel sighed “Hell’s Half Acre?” Y/N blinked at him completely confused “Cowtown? Hell’s Half Acre? You really expect me to know what that means?” Miguel smirked “Guess you got a lot to learn darlin’. Don’t worry I’ll teach you.” Y/N frowned, annoyed at how out of place she felt. This world was foreign to her—unlike the balls and galas she’d grown up with—but she wasn’t about to let Miguel think that she couldn’t handle it.

“Fort Worth” Miguel suddenly says “Ohh Okk” Y/N says, her tone a bit more composed. “What’s there?” Miguel shrugged, as if it was no big deal. “Home. Or at least, one of ‘em,” he said casually.Y/N raised an eyebrow. What kind of man had more than one home? Miguel seemed perfectly at ease with the idea, as if drifting between lives was normal for him. The more she learned about him, the more mysterious he became.“You’ll see soon enough.”Miguel left and walked out leaving Y/N to get dressed.

After getting ready, Y/N joined the rest of the group as they prepared to leave Flatonia. The journey was long, but it was clear that Miguel knew exactly where they were headed. He discussed route plans, the terrain, hell he was even looking at a map while communicating with his men. Finally after a while, it was time to go. Miguel helped her mount his horse and got on immediately right after her. Y/N glanced at Miguel, still feeling the heat of their earlier interaction. She was determined to at least ease off some of the awkward tension. The two rode on the horse with each other. With the rest of the group trailing behind. The horses’ hooves clopped steadily against the hard packed dirt of the road. The sun climbing higher in the sky, the early morning chill had now faded, now replaced with the dry heat that radiated from the earth below. As they rode, the vast Texan landscape stretched out in every direction. Rolling fields of yellow brown grass, dotted with patches of wildflowers that swayed lazily in the breeze, as well as the occasional mesquite tree or cactus that broke the horizon. In the distance, the jagged hills rose and fell like the backs of sleeping giants, while the open sky above seemed endless, an expanse of blue littered with a few drifting clouds. Every once in a while, a hawk would circle overhead, scanning the plains in search for prey. The air smelled of warmed dirt and the faint scent of the horse’s sweat.

Y/N’s gaze traveled over the landscape. She had never been in such a place that felt so untouched. It was a stark contrast with the busy streets and towering buildings of New York. Although, she felt out of place, another part of her was captivated by the raw beauty the plains had offered her. After hours of silence, with nothing but the occasional rustling of the wind through the grasses. Y/N finally broke the silence. “So what exactly is in Fort Worth?” She asked, her voice carrying just enough curiosity to hide her discomfort at the foreign environment. Miguel glanced at her, the faintest hint of a smirk from his lips “The Stockyards. One of the biggest cattle markets in the country. Ranchers, cowboys, saloons, the true Wild West.” Y/N wrinkled her nose slightly. “Sounds….rustic,” she says trying not to sound judgmental. Miguel’s smirk widened. “Rustic? Guess you could call it that. But its a hell lot more free than any fancy ballroom in New York.” Y/N shot him a glance from the corner of her eye “You don’t even know the first thing about me if you believe that I prance around ballrooms,” she said defensively. Miguel’s eyes glinted with mischief. “Oh, but I do, Miss Transatlantic,” he teased, imitating her refined accent in an exaggerated way. “With that posh way of talkin’, you sound like you came straight from a debutante ball.”

Her eyes narrowed at him, annoyed that he was mocking her speech. “It’s not a ‘posh’ accent. It’s how I was raised.” Miguel shrugged, clearly amused by her irritation. “Well, it’s a bit annoyin’,” he said, his tone light but teasing. “Sounds too stiff. Loosen up. You’re in Texas now darlin’. Ain’t nobody gonna care about them fancy accents here.” Y/N huffed and crossed her arms over her chest, as much as she could manage while balancing herself on the horse. “Excuse me for having proper diction.” Miguel let out a chuckle, his voice rumbling against her back through his chest. “Oh I got proper diction, just don’t feel like using it” he said, his drawl thick.

As the sun began to sink lower in the sky, painting the horizon in hues of orange and pink, they finally spotted the outline of a small town in the distance. The buildings cast long shadows across the dry ground, and a sign spelled out “Bastrop.” “We’ll stop here for a bit,” Miguel announced, pulling on the reins to slow his horse. Dust picked up around them as they came to a halt in front of a general store. Y/N looked at the store, confused, then back at Miguel. He dismounted and helped her down from the horse. “Need to get you somethin’ practical to wear,” he mumbled. Y/N blinked, glancing down at her current outfit—old, outdated, 1910s attire she’d been wearing since she left New York. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” she asked defensively.

Miguel’s eyes quickly scanned her dress, noting how it clung to her form. The dress might have been outdates, but there was something about the way she carried herself that caught his attention. A fleeting thought crossed his mind about how the fabric accentuated her figure, but it was just a flash—nothing he lingered on. He forced himself to look away, his throat tightening for a second, then he cleared it. “Darlin’, you can’t be ridin’ horses and walkin’ through the stockyards dressed like that. You need some proper southern clothes.”

“Southern clothes?” she repeated hesitantly. However, Miguel didn’t bother explaining further, grabbing her wrist and leading her into the store.

Inside, the dusty wooden floor creaked beneath their boots. The storekeeper nodded at Miguel in recognition. Miguel quickly scanned the shelves, gesturing towards the women’s riding clothes. “Pick somethin’ that’ll actually let you move around,” he instructed. “You’re gonna need it where we’re goin’”. Y/N huffed, clearly not thrilled by the idea but moved towards the racks of clothing anyway. Miguel leaned against the counter, arms folded, watching her with half-focused eyes. He wasn’t particularly concerned about what she wore, but he observed her with a mix of curiosity and something else he couldn’t quite place. There was an air of elegance about her, even in this setting. It wasn’t just how she looked, but the way she navigated unfamiliar territory— determined yet hesitant, with a certain grace.

He liked that about her.

He shifted his weight, shaking down the thought away. What am I doing? He questioned himself. He didn’t expect this, the growing curiosity, the way she kept drawing him in. She was meant to be a complication, someone he had to drag along for the sake of the job, but the more time he spent with her, the more he began to see beyond her stiff upper-class facade. Y/N picked up a pair of riding pants and a blouse, inspecting them with mild disdain. “I don’t know why I’m bothering to even put this on,” she muttered under her breath. “It’s not like I’m planning to become a cowgirl.” Miguel smirked, pushing off the counter and stepping toward her. “Never know darlin’,” he said, his voice softer. “Might suit you more than you think.”

Y/N shot him a glare, her cheeks flushing slightly. She turned her attention back to the clothing, and Miguel found himself thinking about how different she was from the women who usually threw themselves at him. Y/N wasn’t doing that. She was independent, stubborn, and had a sharp with that clashed with his own. It was that fire in her personality that stirred something deeper inside him—not just physical attraction, but a real interest.

He crossed his arms back again, shaking his head slightly. Was it worth it? He thought back to the decision he’d made to kidnap her, knowing that it had complicated things further more than what he’d anticipated. Now, standing in this dusty old store, watching her sift through clothes with a determined frown, he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d made a mistake. What was he doing, dragging her into his chaotic world? It wasn’t just about the plan anymore. It wasn’t just about her father or the job. Somewhere among the line, things had gotten personal, and he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.

Just as he was lost in thought, the door to the fitting room creaked open. Y/N stepped out, adjusting the waistband of the riding pants and blouse as she walked towards him. The clothes fit her well, and although Miguel noticed how they highlighted her figure, it was the way she carried herself that made him pause. There was a quiet strength in her, even as she stood there looking slightly uncomfortable. He admired that, even if he wouldn’t admit it out loud.

“Well?” she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “How do I look?”

Miguel hesitated, his mind still clouded with his inner thoughts. For a moment, he was tempted to tease her, to throw out some quip about her new look. But instead, he found himself saying something else, something softer. “You look… good. Practical for ridin’, like I said.” Y/N raised an eyebrow, clearly expecting something more, but when he didn’t offer further comment, she turned back to adjust her blouse again. Miguel exhaled quietly, watching her with a mix of confusion and something he didn’t fully understand yet. The plan had been simple—grab the girl, finish the job, and move on. But now, he wasn’t sure where the lines between job and something else had started to blur. He glanced at her again, feeling that tug of curiosity. What am I getting myself into? He thought, crossing his arms tighter as Y/N headed back into the fitting room.

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[twins2994]

Padres Hold On For Game 3 Win.

Dodgers 5 Padres 6 W-King (2-0) L-Buehler (0-1) SV-Suarez (2)

The San Diego Padres bounced back with a solid performance on Sunday to even the series at a game apiece. They scene shifted to San Diego for Game 3 tonight at Petco Park. The Dodgers punched back in the first inning when Mookie Betts belted a Michael King sweeper out to left for a solo homer. This put the Dodgers up by a run before the Padres grabbed a bat. The Padres answered in the second when Manny Machado led-off with a single to center and Jackson Merrill reached on a fielder's choice. Xander Bogaerts hit a grounder to short that Miguel Rojas fielded and was late to second base and his throw wasn't in time to first. A run scored on the play to even the game at one. David Peralta knocked in a pair with a double to right. Kyle Higashioka hit a sac fly to center and Fernando Tatis Jr. crushed a Walker Buehler fastball out to left for a two-run blast. San Diego took a five-run lead after two frames. The Dodgers quickly loaded up the bases in the third and Teoscar Hernandez smacked a Michael King sweeper out to center for a grand slam. Los Angeles pulled within a run after three innings of play. Walker Buehler and Michael King settled down in the middle innings and it was up to the bullpens. The Padres bullpen was great as Jeremiah Estrada, Jason Adam, and Tanner Scott bridged the gap to Robert Suarez, who retired all four men he faced to put the Padres up 2-10 in the series.

-Final Thoughts- Walker Buehler somehow gutted out five innings after a rough second inning. He gave up six runs on seven hits with a strikeout. Anthony Banda retired four and struck out two, Daniel Hudson got out of the seventh, and Michael Kopech fanned two in the eighth. Mookie Betts had two hits on the night and snapped a long hitless streak in the playoffs. The Dodgers hit 2-for-3 with runners in scoring position and left two men on base. Neither side has decided on a starter for tomorrow's game. The Dodgers might have a bullpen game and certainly have options after not using many arms tonight.

-Chris Kreibich-

[uniquetyphoonmiracle]

Entrena_miento Significativo o Revelador:

1ero me encontré una HARLEY DAVIDSON "BLANCA" [nombre que me recuerda a BLANCA ROMERO alias LA PERRA o su pseudonimo como Cantante y la cual canto en el estreno de VIRGINIA MAESTRO como LABUAT en sala PENE_LOPE =CRUZ..donde fue EVA MARIA AMARAL aunque no sabía quien era ni teniéndola a la ESPALDA pues dijo que solo fue a una fiesta y que luego se iba a otra..teniendo VIRGINIA enfrente el cartel de NUNCA EN LA PRIMERA CITA..también me recuerda a la actriz BLANCA SUAREZ que acabo muy mal con MIGUEL ANGEL "SILVESTRE" protagonista de SIN TETAS NO HAY PARAISO y cuya madre es MARIA LIDON alias LUNA como directora de YO PUTA que por cierto vi PIRATA en mi hotel EUROSTARS REFORMA en MEXICO DF..al igual que A LOS TRECE ya son putas]..después en el parque JUAN CARLOS I a un tipo que parecía de una NUEVA RELIGION por eso de que llevaba una especie de TUNICA y un Hyundai "SANTA FE" de SobERBIA [última guerra religiosa en Europa que deshizo YUGOSLAVIA]..

..luego una PUTA "MAS+CARILLA" y por último al PUTO BECKHAM [anunciando a los chinos de ALI EXPRESS] al que tengo atravesado desde que nada más fichar por REAL MADRID en julio 2003 una venezolana Isabel "ACOSTA" amiga y compañera de GLORIA Llanos [a la que conoci en un MASTER DE COMERCIO INTERNACIONAL como a la MEXICANA ROCIO MEDELLIN BLANCO] en BP y cuya hermana SILVIA es LUNA en LUCIA Y EL SEXO en la que sevillana PAZ VEGA folla como en película PORNO..se puso la camiseta de BECKHAM tras ducharnos y después de liarnos en la disco LA SAL durante el cumple de una amiga de GLORIA que era PROSTITUTA DE LUJO con CLIENTES FIJOS en CAPITALES EUROPEAS..

..a lo mejor es SEÑAL que pronto me voy a volver a duchar con una mujer que no viva ACOSTA de mi o me chulee..en todo caso al contrario [=AME_RICA] y se pone mi camiseta en vez de la de un IDOLO DE ORO O como mucho la de JARABE DE PALO [=CASTIGO O DURO CORRECTIVO]

Tampoco se me olvida que me cruze con BECKHAM en 2007 cuando se bajo de un HUMMER frente al CC DIVERSIA de la MORALEJA [ENSEÑANZA MORAL] y yo iba a nadar al GYM HOLMES recomendado por FERNANDO PARDO o el padre del fundador de SEX MUSEUM , los CORONAS Y CORIZONAS..el cual iba al ZAGROS porque tenía equipo de TRIATHLON o donde VICTORIA BECKHAM recriminó a Ana OBREGON [cuyo padre fundó la MORALEJA] que se acostara con DAVID como hacia con su asistenta personal REBECCA LOSS que se hizo de ORO contandolo

[ivanreydereyes]

Hablando de CANCER como la LEUCEMIA..la actriz BLANCA SUAREZ [ex novia de Miguel Angel "SILVESTRE" famoso x la serie SIN TETAS NO HAY PARAISO donde es un traficante q enamora a una PIJA y q es hijo de MARIA LIDON alias LUNA directora de YO PUTA q vi en MEXICO DF en noviembre 2008 al comprarla PIRATA junto a LOS TRECE sobre chicas adolescentes q ya son una putas..así como ex_novia de DANI MARTIN de EL CANTO DEL LOCO tras hacer juntos el video EMOCIONAL] y el actor LUIS TOSAR [al q vi en un Restaurant del Polígono Industrial de ALCOBENDAS donde nacieron las Hermanas CRUZ y donde tenía mi padre entonces o 2003 la empresa hasta q la traslado a Rivas FUTURA junto al CC H2O=AGUA..y junto a los ES_TU_DIOS "B" de Bernardo CALVO donde graba VIRGINIA MAESTRO..cuando entonces LUIS TOSAR se hizo famoso x LOS LUNES AL SOL sobre el drama del PARO y la PROSTITUCION teniendo a Javier BARDEM o el marido de PENE_LOPE CRUZ como co_protagonista]..apoyando la organización PUNTO Y FINAL contra la LEUCEMIA INFANTIL organizando una carrera en las ROZAS 23_9_23

Por cierto..escuchar a una cajera del MERCADONA [q alguna ocasión me ha parecido guapa..pues una mujer arreglada y en su peso lo puede ser] q ha estado de VACACIONES pero q como se quedó en casa xq su Marido trabajaba prefería haber trabajado xq no ha hecho nada

[konga999]

I love the way he looks at her 💞

[perfectpryce]

Emma Suárez por Cèlia Atset (25.06.2020)

[cablegrls]

Chapter 17: Time

Time to give in has come, to face one’s mistakes and face them.

[frankenpagie]

3.5.17

[cavingins]

late   ?   but   better   late   then   never   right   asdfj   .   hi   it’s   me   again   back   with   my   angel   !!!   she   too   is   a   brand   new   muse   and   let   me   just   say   . . .   it   was   hard   not   pushing   her   into   cheerleading   (   as   an   ex   cheerleader   myself   )   but   i   am   so   so   happy   with   how   she   turned   out   !!!   anyway   ,   down   below   you’ll   be   able   to   read   more   about   her   !!!

*    that’s   twenty   two   year   old   𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐛𝐚   𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐳   ,   who’s   a   junior   ,   taking   up   health   science   .   around   briar   university   people   know   them   to   be   forbearing   ,   but   some   say   they’re   also   undemonstrative   .   when   people   think   of   perfection  dripping   from   pearly   whites   ,   black   and   blue   bruises   decorating   pale   skin   ,   ambition   sinking   its   teeth   into   you   ,   they   think   of   tibby   .   they   live   in   monroe   house   and   their   favorite   place   on   campus   is   orville   athletic   center   .   let’s   hope   they   make   the   most   out   of   their   time   here   in   briar   university   !

*     ──     𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐒   .

full   name   :   tabitha   adriana   suarez  .  nickname(s)   :   tibby   ,   tabs   (   used   by   her   father   mostly   )   .  gender   :   cis   woman   .  pronouns   :   she   and   her   .  age   :   twenty   one   .  date   of   birth   :   september   nineteenth   ,   two   thousand   .  zodiac   :   pisces   .  orientations   :   heterosexual  ,   heteromantic   .  languages   spoken   :   english   ,   and   spanish   (   not   the   most   fluent   but   enough   to   get   by   )   . family   :   miguel     suarez   (   father  .   occupation   :   owner   of   a   car   dealership      .   )   .    elena     suarez   (   mother   .   occupation   :   runs   her   own   gymnastics   gym   .   )   .   otis   suarez   (   older   brother   by   two   years   )   .

*     ──     𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒    .

you   are   a   burial   ground   . .   a   tomb   stone   :   here   lies   the   things   your   mother   could   not   achieve   .    flowers   of   expectations   a   decoration   :   look   at   how   beautiful   perfection   is   . . .   isn’t   it   worth   dying   for   ??   stars   dim   in   your   eyes   :   they   mistake   it   as   passion   .   ambitious   eats   you   from   the   inside   out   :    they   use   you   as   an   example   .   you   are   the   ghost   of   delicacy   ——-   of   a   little   girl   who   beams   in   her   mother’s   prideful   smile   .   of   feelings   who   are   smothered   :   you   will   be   conquer   and   you   will   love   it   .   even   when   you   don’t   .   entangled   .   unaware   of   where   you   begin  and   it   ends   . .   you   belong   to   it   . .   you   are   it   .    you   are   at   the   point   of   no   return   .   failure   is   not   an   option   :   it’s   a   fear   you   run   from   .   the   monster   under   your   bed   .   you   have   to   be   great   . .   you   have   to   . .   but   at   what   cost  ??

*     ──     𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒     .

HEADCANON   ONE.    

two   years   old   and   tibby   was   introduced   to   gymnastics   .   her   mother   one   of   the   most   talented   gymnastics   in   the   us   in   her   time   :   opened   her   own   gym    after   she   took   a   set    back   from   competing   (   when    she   found   out   she   was   pregnant   )    to   train   young    talent   .   tibby   wanted   to   be   apart   of   it   . .   watched   her    mommy   and   little   all   kids   wanted   to   be   just   like   her   .   it   wasn’t   until   her   mother   got   a   glimpse   at   how   much   of   a   natural   her   daughter   was   that   it   turned   intense   .

HEADCANON   TWO.  

her   mother   is   loving   (   in   her   own   ways   )   but   she   is   suffocating   .   her   want   for   her   daughter   to   be   number   one   has   made   their   sweet   bond   intense   . .  it’s   not   as   though   tibby   is   being   forced   into   the   sport   :   she   has   the   freedom   (   though   it   would   kill   her   mother   )   but   the   expectations   and   the   pressure   are   heavy   on   her   shoulders   and   the   idea   of   perfection   all   comes   from   her   mother   .

HEADCANON   THREE.  

her   father   owns   a   car   dealership   and   has   no   connection   or   interest   in   gymnastics   expect   that   he   fell   in   love   with   his   wife   .   he   is   however   supportive   . .   he   fears   that   she’s   missing   out   on   too   much   and   is   always   reminding   his   daughter   that   there   is   more   out   there   . .   if   she   wants   different   she   can   .   in   fact   his   only   sin   would   be   that   he   doesn’t   understand   her   connection   to   the   sport   .

HEADCANON   FOUR.  

she   is   covered   in   bruises   .   arms   and   legs   .   for   no   other   reason   other   than   gymnastics   kicking   her   ass   and   her   being   too   stubborn   .   she   will   try   a    trick   over   and   over   again   until   she   gets   it   :   the   bruises   are   nothing   compared   to   the   feeling   of   when   she   finally   gets   it   .

HEADCANON   FIVE.  

she   had   a   friend   that   injured   herself   to   the   point   that   competing   was   no   longer   something   she   could   do   . .   and   that   is   where   tibby   realized   that   if   things   don’t   work   out   how   she   plans   . .   an   alternative   is   that   she   wants   to   be   apart   of   their   recovering   process   .   to   ensure   that   athletes   that   life   goes   on   .   i   think   it’s   always   a   way   for   her   to   deal   with   a   fear   every      athletes   has   :   what   will   i   do   without   the   one   thing   that   gives   me   a   purpose   ?

HEADCANON   SIX.  

she   does   not   at   all   eat   seafood   and   tends   to   avoid   red   meat   (   though   if   she’s   craving   a   burger   or   a   steak   she   will   eat   one   )   .   she’s   even   attempted   going   vegetarian   a   few   times   in   her   life   but   just   couldn’t   stick   with   it   .

HEADCANON   SEVEN.  

not   at   all   the   biggest   drinker   .   she   maybe   gets   drunk   once   a   year   and   that’s   enough   for   her   .   it’s   not   that   she’s   against   or   anything   ,   she   just   does   not   at   all   like   the   taste   . .   this   tends   to   make   her   the   dd   !!   a   carpool   of   dropping   all   of   her   friends   off   at   their   houses   or   dorms   .   she   doesn’t   mind   it   though   . .

HEADCANON   EIGHT.     |   personality   |  

she’s   kind   of   a   lot   ??   carries   herself   in   a   cold   and   serious   way   but   ??   she’s   very   kind   .   her   facade   is   just   more   dominant   .   she   has   a   hard   time   feeling   out   loud   but   feels   a   lot   on   the   inside   :   her   mind   is   always   going   (   it’s   why   she   loves   gymnastics   so   much   ,   all   her   thoughts   cease   )   .   affectionate   but   in   more   of   a   physical   way   then   she   is   verbally   .   but   she   does   care   .   truly   ,   just   in   the   way   of   remembering   small   details   about   you   or   bringing   you   food   after   you   haven’t   ate   all   day   .    now   . .   she    can   be    cold   .   but   she   doesn’t   do   cruel   words   .   and   it’s   only   when   she’s   hurt   or   confused   .   it’s   in   a   you   can’t   get   close   to   me   cold   :   a   total   shut   out   .   is   not   above   ignoring   you   :   plays   the   silent   game   very   well   .   if   you   couldn’t   already   tell   . . .   ambitious   .   sometimes   too   ambitious   .   will   put   a   lot     over   her   own    needs   .   an   overachiever   in   both   school   and   gymnastics   :   though   hates   school   .   literally   ,   wishes   she    could   do   without   it   but   you   know   being   successful   or   whatever   .

*     ──     𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒     .

*   these   are   just   a   few   ideas   !!   i   am   open   to   literally   anything  and   everything   ,   even   if   it’s   not   listed   here   .

platonic   soulmate.    i   want   this   to   be   someone   who’s   different   from   tibby   ,   who’s   dragging   her   out   of   the   house   to   parties   and   keeping   her   in   the   mix   of   social   activities   .   bubbly   and   outgoing   . .   loves   tibby   and   all   of   her   differences   and   despite   being   different   really   understand   one   another   .   they   always   bring   her   back   to   what   matters   :   friendships   and   people   .   and   of   course   don’t   let   her   go   no   matter   how   lost   in   gymnastics   she   gets   .   again   give   me   the   cute   and   close   . 

squad.   i’m   trash   for   a   group   of   friends   . .   one   of   my   favorite   plots   .   this   is   another   thing   i   just   want   to   be   cute   and   close   .   they   have   their   ups   and   downs   but   they   love   each   other   at   the   end   of   the   day   .   i   love   the   idea   of   a   girl   squad   (   think   before   i   fall   )   but   it’s   not   a   must   !!!

rivals.   would   have   to   be   in   gymnastics   and   ??   i’m   picturing   a   rivalry   that   goes   back   before   college   .   i   mean   literally   six   years   old   sticking   their   noses   up   at   each   other   . .   maybe   it   happened   because   they   were   both   the   best   .   maybe   their   parents   pitted   them   against   each   other   .   who   knows   .

situationship.   are   we   friends   ??   are   we   more   ??   please   give   me   the   angst   .   the   person   she   runs   to   when   her   and   her   current   bf   are   off   .   that   person   that    she   could   have   more   with   :   who   could   be   great   !!!   i   just   want   the   back   and   the   forth   !!!

drifting   friends.   i   love   the   idea   of   a   friendship   falling   apart   .   trying   to   hold   on   to   each   other   but   not   being   able   to   .   the   have   more   old   memories   then   they   do   new   memories   .    don’t   want   to   lose   each   other   but   sometimes   ???   friendships   aren’t   forever   .

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Lionel Messi and Luis Suarez finish the job at the Vicente Calderon 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

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Severino 7 no-hit innings vs Texas Jung gets hit in 8th

New York Yankees right-hander Luis Severino pitched seven no-hit innings against Texas on Monday night, and rookie Josh Jung got the Rangers' first hit with a one-out single in the eighth off Miguel Castro. Severino faced a minimum of 21 batters through seven innings in only his third start since missing two months with a right lateral strain. Manager Aaron Boone had a discussion with Severino in the dugout after the seventh inning, and Severino appeared to try to talk Boone into letting him continue. Castro made his first appearance since July 10 after recovering from a strained shoulder. With the Yankees ahead 3-0, he allowed a clean single to left by Jung, who is hitting just .195. Severino had seven strikeouts, including striking out the side in the fifth inning. He has thrown 63 of 94 pitches for strikes, averaging 97.9 mph for 47 fastballs and reaching a top velocity of 100.3 mph. He threw 17 changeups, 16 sliders, 11 sinkers, and three cutters. Texas' only runner was Josh Smith, who walked in the third and was immediately erased when No. 9 batter Bubba Thompson grounded into an inning-ending double play. The no-hit bid by Severino comes two days after José Suarez of the Los Angeles Angels lost a perfect game in the seventh inning against the Rangers when Marcus Semien led off with a single. Texas was the last no-hit in 2021, when Joe Musgrove of the San Diego Padres and Corey Kluber, then with the Yankees, both threw no-hitters at Globe Life Field about six weeks apart.

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Mike Cook finishes off Miguel Angel Suarez at the official time 2:59 round three by TKO stoppage Cook becoming the NBA Continental Middleweight Title ONE ONE SIX BOXING PROMOTIONS IN ASSOCIATION WITH MIKE COOK BOXING PRESENTS MEMPHIS FIGHT NIGHT III SATURDAY, OCTOBER 1,2022 @ AGRICENTER INTERNATIONAL, MEMPHIS, TN. #NBABoxing #Boxing #Boxeo #Sports #OneOneSixBoxing @nbaboxing (at Agricenter International) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjNUYVgOQPA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Twins Split DH With Angels!

Twins 6 Angels 3 W-Berrios (4-2) L-Canning (3-3) SV-Robles (2)

The Minnesota Twins took the loss in the first of two makeup games this afternoon in Anaheim. They looked for a split tonight in the nightcap and the bats were ready from the start. Josh Donaldson started the first inning rally with a one-out walk then Max Kepler doubled to right. Jorge Polanco drew a walk and Miguel Sano unloaded on a Griffin Canning fastball out to left for a grand slam. This put the Twins up 4-0 before the Angels grabbed a bat. The Angels would answer through in the bottom of the first. Josh Rojas led-off and smoked a Jose Berrios fastball out to right for a solo homer. This pulled the Angels within three and they got back to work in the second. Justin Upton led-off with a walk and Taylor Ward doubled him home. With one out, Drew Butera hit a run-scoring single to center and Anaheim was within a run. The Twins got one of those runs back in the third when Mitch Garver smacked a Hunter Strickland fastball off the left field foul pole for a solo homer. This put the Twins back up by a pair of runs. Meanwhile, Jose Berrios finished off five solid innings and Taylor Rogers struck out the side in the sixth. Trevor Larnach added an insurance run when he blasted a Jose Suarez offering out to right for his first Major League home run. The Twins now had a three-run lead and Hansel Robles threw a 1-2-3 seventh as the Twins split a doubleheader in Anaheim today. 

-Final Thoughts- Jose Berrios got better as the game wore on. He went five innings and allowed three runs on three hits with a walk and seven strikeouts. Taylor Rogers struck out all three batters in the sixth and Hansel Robles had a perfect ninth as the Twins bullpen continues to pitch better. Luis Arraez had two hits on the night to lead the team. The Twins hit 1-for-7 with runners in scoring position and left eight men on base. Nelson Cruz didn’t play in the nightcap after getting hit by a pitch in his wrist in the first game. Jorge Polanco left the second game with an ankle injury. Alex Kirilloff homered last night and tonight for the Saints and will likely be activated for this weekend’s series in Cleveland. Tomorrow, Triston MacKenzie will start for the Tribe against a starter to be determined for the Twins. 

-Chris Kreibich-

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POSTULAN EN LAS ELECCIONES REGIONALES Y MUNICIPALES 2022

A LA ALCALDÍA DE PIURA

N°

NOMBRE

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

JAVIER FERNANDO MIGUEL ATKINS LERGGIOS

PODEMOS PERÚ.

2

GABRIEL ANTONIO MADRID ORUÉ

UNIDAD REGIONAL

3

SEGUNDO LUCIANO VALDIVIEZO RODRÍGUEZ

FUERZA REGIONAL

4

FÉLIX CHAN APUY

ALIANZA PARA EL PROGRESO

5

LUIS GUILLERMO CASTRO PÉREZ

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

6

PARTIDO DEMOCRÁTICO SOMOS PERÚ

JOSÉ ELÍAS AGUILAR SILVA

7

JOSÉ LUIS MOREY REQUEJO

CONTIGO REGIÓN

8

JUAN CARLOS RUIZ VALENCIA

FUERZA POPULAR

9

JOSÉ DAGOBERTO MELGAR JIMÉNEZ

PARTIDO RENOVACIÓN POPULAR

10

WALTER JESÚS FERNÁNDEZ PEÑA

FRENTE ESPERANZA

11

INGRID MILAGROS WIESSE LEÓN

MOVIMIENTO PIURA RENACE

CANDIDATOS A LA PROVINCIA DE MORROPÓN - CHULUCANAS

N°

NOMBRE

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

JHOANN AUGUSTO HERRERA SANCHEZ

ACCIÓN POPULAR

2

EDBERG CESAR VALLADOLID BERECHE

SOMOS PERÚ

3

MANUEL CAPITAN SANTISTEBAN

ALIANZA PARA EL PROGRESO

4

WILMER WILFREDO CASTILLO ORDINOLA

FUERZA POPULAR

5

OSCAR ARNALDO BERRU VARGAS

FUERZA REGIONAL

6

ELVIS EDGARDO JIMENEZ CHINCHAY

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

7

RICHARD HERNAN BACA PALACIOS

UNIDAD REGIONAL

8

CARMEN ROSA CAMPOS MENDOZA

PERÚ LIBRE

9

FERMIN EDILBERTO FARIAS ZAPATA

CONTIGO PERÚ

10

HERNAN PASAPERA RAMIREZ

RENACE

 

 

 

ALCALDÍA DEL DISTRITO DE BUENOS AIRES

N°

NOMBRE 

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

CESAR AUGUSTO RAMIREZ MEZONES

UNIDAD REGIONAL

2

BRAULIO ISAIAS CAMPOVERDE CASTILLO,

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

3

ALDO NEPTALI VIERA PACHERRE

DEMÓCRATA VERDE

4

EDWIN VICENTE PRIETO VIERA

SOMOS PERÚ

5

RIVES RAUL RAMIREZ MANRIQUE

FUERZA REGIONAL

 

ALCALDÍA DEL DISTRITO DE MORROPÓN

N°

NOMBRE 

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

MIGUEL ANGEL RUESTA CARRASCO

UNIDAD REGIONAL

2

JUAN FRANCISCO GRANDA MONTENEGRO

CONTIGO REGIÓN

3

EDIN SULLON ARANDA

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

4

LUIS ALBERTO LAMADRID FARFAN

DEMÓCRATA VERDE

5

TEDDY SANCHEZ MONTENEGRO

RENACE

6

JOSE GABRIEL OLAYA GARCIA

SOMOS PERÚ

7

LUZ MARIA RAMIREZ HUERTAS

JUNTOS POR EL PERÚ

8

VILMA RENEE SILVA CASTILLO

FUERZA REGIONAL

 

 

ALCALDÍA DEL DISTRITO DE YAMANGO

N°

NOMBRE 

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

ALDUVAR GUEVARA NUÑEZ

PERÚ LIBRE

2

MITRIDATES GARCIA GARCIA

UNIDAD REGIONAL

3

DARWIN CORDOVA PEÑA

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

4

ALAN CORDOVA VELASQUEZ

RENACE

5

ELEAZAR CORDOVA GARCIA

FUERZA REGIONAL

6

AGUSTIN LUMBRE RODRIGUEZ

CONTIGO REGIÓN

7

BRANDO AQUILES CORDOVA CARHUAPOMA

SOMOS PERÚ

 

 

ALCALDÍA DEL DISTRITO DE LA MATANZA

N°

NOMBRE 

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

ORLANDO CHIROQUE ANASTACIO

UNIDAD REGIONAL

2

LUIS CASTILLO PEÑA

CONTIGO REGIÓN

3

JOEL CHAVEZ MONTALBAN

PERÚ LIBRE

4

CESAR ABRAHAM ZUÑIGA YENQUE

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

5

JOSE ABEL TIMANA SERNAQUE

PODEMOS PERÚ

6

KAREN YARLENY ALVARADO SUAREZ

DEMÓCRATA VERDE

7

ERIKA GIULIANA HERNANDEZ RAMOS DE FIESTAS

ALIANZA PARA EL PROGRESO

8

VILMA MACO VALVERDE

FUERZA REGIONAL

9

EVER NOE ZAPATA MIO

SOMOS PERÚ

 

ALCALDÍA DEL DISTRITO DE SANTA CATALINA DE MOZA

N°

NOMBRE 

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

ERICK MARLON BERRU DOMINGUEZ

UNIDAD REGIONAL

2

ASUNCION CORDOVA SAAVEDRA

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

3

HUMBERTO CASTILLO SANDOVAL

PERÚ LIBRE

4

MERLY YULISSA CORDOVA ANGLADE

CONTIGO REGIÓN

5

GILMER MARIO OLIVA JIMENEZ

SOMOS PERÚ

 

ALCALDÍA DEL DISTRITO DE SAN JUAN DE BIGOTE

 

N°

NOMBRE 

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

VICTOR RAUL JIMENEZ ESPINOZA

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

2

JAIME AUGUSTO CIENFUEGOS HUERTAS

ALIANZA PARA EL PROGRESO

3

ALDO ERICK ALVAREZ OCAÑA

SOMOS PERÚ

4

EDILBERTO MEDINA JIMENEZ

FUERZA REGIONAL

 

 

 

 

 

 

ALCALDÍA DEL DISTRITO DE SANTO DOMINGO

N°

NOMBRE 

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

ELMER AUGUSTO PEREZ ROJAS

UNIDAD REGIONAL

2

WALTER RAMIREZ ROJAS

CONTIGO REGIÓN

3

ELVIS BARRETO JIMENEZ

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

4

LUIS ALBERTO LOPEZ CRUZ

PERÚ LIBRE

5

FELIX ENRIQUE MARTIN LOPEZ GUERRERO

ALIANZA PARA EL PROGRESO

 

 

ALCALDÍA DEL DISTRITO DE CHALACO

 

N°

NOMBRE 

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

MANUEL ORLANDO SAAVEDRA LOPEZ

UNIDAD REGIONAL

2

DUBER ROMAN RAMIREZ

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

3

EDINSON ROSARIO ROJAS QUISPE

FUERZA REGIONAL

4

ANTERO YOVANI ROMAN LOPEZ

RENACE

 

ALCALDÍA DEL DISTRITO DE SALITRAL

 

N°

NOMBRE 

PARTIDO O MOVIMIENTO

1

JUAN CARLOS RODRIGUEZ OLIVA

CONTIGO REGIÓN

2

ELKIN NARCISO JAUREGUI YONG

UNIDAD REGIONAL

3

JOSE LUIS CHOZO CALVAY

REGIÓN PARA TODOS

4

RONALD ESCARATE JIMENEZ

PODEMOS

5

BISMARK BALLESTEROS VIGIL

ALIANZA PARA EL PROGRESO

6

JOSE ROGELIO BALLESTEROS CULCAS

SOMOS PERÚ

7

PITER ALEX GARCIA CUELLAR

PERÚ LIBRE

[cablegrls]

Chapter 19: Truth

When you’re forced to face the truth and it’s too painful, you can only seek refuge in those tho love you.

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Mike Cook 160 vs. Miguel Angel Suarez 159.4 lbs. NBA Continental Middleweight Title @nbaboxing ONE ONE SIX BOXING PROMOTIONS IN ASSOCIATION WITH MIKE COOK BOXING PRESENTS MEMPHIS FIGHT NIGHT III SATURDAY, OCTOBER 1,2022 @ AGRICENTER INTERNATIONAL, MEMPHIS, TN. #NBABoxing #Boxing #Boxeo #Sports #OneOneSixBoxing 📸: Thomas Wilczek @oneonesixboxingpromotions https://www.instagram.com/p/CjJwcyWrlZQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=