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Just watched the One Thing music video on a whim 💔 it coming out 13 years ago is crazy … I’m ……. old ??? where did my youth go

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Maybe this bangs a lil bit!

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He’s so cute in this gif 😔

I’ve finally turned the age where I’m going to have to delete my photos of Harry in order to create more storage on my phone . . . I’m going to leave some of them here 😫 they will be missed from my camera roll

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And . . . More 😳

I’ve finally turned the age where I’m going to have to delete my photos of Harry in order to create more storage on my phone . . . I’m going to leave some of them here 😫 they will be missed from my camera roll

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And some more 😖

I’ve finally turned the age where I’m going to have to delete my photos of Harry in order to create more storage on my phone . . . I’m going to leave some of them here 😫 they will be missed from my camera roll

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I’ve finally turned the age where I’m going to have to delete my photos of Harry in order to create more storage on my phone . . . I’m going to leave some of them here 😫 they will be missed from my camera roll

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no way about Liam … no WAYYY ?!?! it’s scary and heartbreaking how sudden his death was 💔

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This is my fanfic I wrote years ago with just the names changed��

𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐘.

-‘๑’- 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. Miguel is your dear boyfriend of two years, he’s the man you love the most so of course you call him by the cheesiest nicknames to ever exist, but what if one day he suddenly asks you to stop.

-‘๑’- 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. modern!au, fem!reader, established relationship, tension, a tiny bit of angst, comfort, fluff, latina!reader

-‘๑’- 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: English is not my first language 😅, if you find any grammatical mistakes or missing tags please let me know, enjoy! ♡

You loved your man.

More specifically, your osito, honeybun, amorcito, bebito, pumpkin, papito, angelito… the list could go on and on. Oh yes, you called your Miguelito these ridiculous cheesy names and you loved doing it, he loved when you did it too, he always tried to look away to hide the redness on his cheeks before you noticed and attacked with with a generous dose of sweet, sweet kisses.

But lately, you’ve lost discretion. You get lost lovingly looking at him and the nicknames just fall out your mouth naturally while in public. Just like last week at the mall.

“¿What are you ordering, bombón?” You spoke making him slightly blush, the nicknames always got him fidgety and nervous, on top of that there was a stranger behind them who obviously heard the question but looked down acting uninterested. He didn’t protest anyway, he didn’t want to hurt your feelings and he loved the nicknames, so why bother?

That was until later that day.

It was a beautiful sunny afternoon in Nueva York, you and Miguel were enjoying some ice cream at the mall food court, gently pinching your cheeks as you were talking about “the ice cream being too expensive and unnecessary”.

Just when you were about to order your lunch, Miguel saw Miles, Hobie, Peter B. Parker along with Mayday almost running up to him. He sighed as he tried not to roll his eyes.

“Big boss!” Hobie yells as he stood in front of you. “I didn’t know that having some fun was interesting for you” he said as he tried to contain his laughter, Peter and Miles trying to do the same but failing miserably.

“Leave me alone” Miguel grunted, while his friends surrounded him and teased him. You could only roll your eyes jokingly as you saw the masculinity of the moment with his friends full of testosterone and some spiderweb, you and Mayday being the only girls in the group, you shyly waved at her and she smiled beaming with happiness.

You listened to small parts of the conversation, you were way too busy finishing up your ice cream cone anyway, that’s until you heard something that caught your attention.

“You should really start working on the next project, it might be your biggest one, are you almost done?” Peter asked as he tried to keep Mayday from crawling away.

Your eyes looked into Miguel’s quickly feeling surprised and frustrated.

“Osito, you told me you had finished it”.

Silence… Then laughter.

Miles was the loudest, the rest mimicking him with thunderous laughter and smacking their shoulders, some of them pressing a hand on their belly for support and pointing at Miguel’s red face with their finger.

“¿Osito? Oh y’all are something else, that’s the cheesiest thing I’ve ever heard!” Miles said sarcastically as he kept laughing.

“Ok, I think it’s best if we just leave” Miguel’s face gets angrier by the second, grabbing your wrist walking away from the embarrassing moment, almost dragging you to the parking lot.

“Bebito, what’s the matt-“

“Please don’t call me that again” he said as he got into the car, his hands tightening around the steering wheel.

You opened your mouth to protest but closed it as you felt a knot form in your throat that you were forced to swallow.

“Oh, I’m sorry…” you whispered. The idea of calling him by his name felt unnatural and it left a bitter taste on your tongue, you carefully took his hand and caressed his knuckles with your thumb. “I won’t call you that again” You let go of his hand as you felt a year stream down your cheek, you decided to look at the window and try to distract yourself from the sadness in your heart.

Going to bed that night was… awkward.

You took a shower first and by the time you came back to the room Miguel was already laying down, his back turned to your side of the bed.

You tried your best not to cry again. “Good night” you whispered as you kissed his cheek softly, but you didn’t get a response. You looked down and placed the covers over your body, your back facing his.

So close, yet so far away from each other.

The rest of the week was hard for your relationship. You both acted cold towards each other, but this was predominant in Miguel since you just wanted to move on, cuddle on the sofa or watching a movie but Miguel simply seemed uninterested in speaking to you, which was ridiculous.

Gladly, Miguel notices his mistake after a few days, realizing how tears slide down your face as you tiredly brushed your teeth, so then he stood behind you and kissed the soft skin of your shoulders, silently reconciling. Your eyes blinked quickly as you saw his reflection on the mirror, he smiled and kissed your shoulder again.

“¿Ya no estás enojado?” You asked after washing the foam out your mouth.

He exhaled heavily. “No nena, I’m sorry for being distant these last few days, you didn’t deserve it.” He pushed you closer to him, his arms surrounding your smaller body, carefully kissing your cheek.

“Thank you” you said as your caressed his arms.

Next Monday after your long day at work, you both decided to head home and watch a horror movie you planned to see over the weekend. You placed all kinds of fluffy blankets and pillows in the living room while Miguel was heading out the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn and a pack or cinnamon heart shaped cookies, handing them to you.

“Oh!” You whimpered excitedly taking the cookies from his hand. “Thank you Miguel.” You said as you kissed his cheek. Miguel frowned and you noticed his entire face changed. “Something wrong?”

“You called me Miguel.” It saddens him more than it should, making his heart churn and ache. He pulled you closer to him to hug you, his arms wrapping around your back as he placed his forehead over yours carefully.

“Uh, you asked me to?” Your voice becomes mouse like, something that normally happens when you’re in confusing situations or you feel shy. “You told me to not call you osito again so I thought it’d be best to not call you by any other nickname, you seemed very upset.” You looked down, your eyes watering as your brain replayed that day.

There was a little moment of silence until Miguel spoke. “Well then I take it back. I miss the nicknames.” He kissed your cheek making your breath hitch, because even after all this time, you still kept getting nervous and acting like a schoolgirl every time he touched you.

“I’m sorry I got so mad mamita, I should be honored that such a beautiful woman like yourself calls me by any of those names.” He rubbed his nose against yours, making your stomach flip and all the butterflies inside it flutter desperately. “Mi muñequita”

Your smile grew so much that you were sure your cheeks would hurt tomorrow. “Ay, mi rey! Tan tierno!” You spread kisses all over his face not leaving one spot without your lipgloss. He blushed furiously and smiled as he heard the name slip out her mouth.

Oh, how he missed her.

Hope you enjoyed! Have a good night 💗

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all the teachers at my school are quitting !!! three kindergarten, three 1st grade, one 2nd grade, ALL of 3rd grade, and two 4th grade 😭 this is crazy !!! teaching is hard already but admin puts so much unnecessary stress on us … good luck to admin in filling those positions

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the way schools now-a-days handle bullying (physical, emotional, etc) makes me scared to have kids bc admin does nothing to discipline bullies like one of the teachers on my team asked me to watch her class at the end of the day bc she had to leave early for an appt and one of her students picked up another boy by the neck and was choking him … he’s also SA’d a girl on their walk home together and he punches kids in the backs … idc that this is elementary — that boy needs serious punishment bc it’s only going to get worse as he ages 😖

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𝑏𝑢𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 <3

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this new generation of kids is different … the AP came to talk to my students and told them they all need to come to school this week for the STAAR test and when she left my class asked me “so she said we don’t have to come anymore?” HELLO?!?! baby … y’all are scaring me

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mitchrowland: Somehow it’s already over. We started out with these three singles last year and ended with a bus parked in snowy, starless Minneapolis, our nineteenth and final stop. I was nervously aiming for the tour to be good and where we landed was far, far beyond my expectations. Better than I could have possibly imagined. Thanks to everyone who bought a ticket and came out. I’m sure you know I cannot do this without you. And thanks to my amazing team around me who helped pull off my first tour: Sarah, Mitch Rose, Allison, Bobby, Margaret, my incredible band, Miguel, Christian, Harris, CJ, Ben, Andre, Kate, Jaclyn, Luke, Butch Bastard, Steve at Chicago Fret Works, Giant Music and last but not least everyone at Full Stop + Harry who’ve been supporting me since day one. My heart is full. See ya later.

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my bf gave me birthday money and i used it to make a credit card payment 😭 why is adulting like this

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harry at the man united vs luton game 02.18.24