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masterlist part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ Xavi Simons

Happy fathers Day [SMAU]

I'll be fine

wash day

VoiceOver

cool dad [SMAU]

current boyfriend

dad!Xavi request

happy hour (requested)

daddy cool

xavi x Neymar!daughter reader series (ongoing)

#masterlist #footballer x reader #masterlist part 1

watching France & Algeria content so much i had a dream of a swingers party….

let me go back to sleep and resume it😮‍💨

#so delicious

WC ready🙏🏽🇿🇦

#bafana bafana #world cup 2026

and GQ France…. when i wake up tomorrow i BEST have that photoshoot…. i don’t want to fight

#robbing me oc such beauty

🥹so proud of him, he deserved that call up more than anything

#malo gusto

OH!

well that’ll do it for me🙏🏽

#what in the hell man

Sancho celebrating his freedom with some pilates and matcha 😭😭😭

#jadon sancho

there’s a certain demographic of fans that starts getting unlikable during the world cup… those old men you idolise and worship are not only past their prime but incredibly beatable in these times

now i want every single African + Talbi (not Morocco) player to get behind me IMMEDIATELY.

#about to get real rude on this app #nonsense people

WHAT… oh i need to stfu on this app

#4K is madness

Emergency contact- Callum Hudson-Odoi

pairing: CEO!Callum x PA!reader

note: let’s give AU’s another try yeah?

“you have one call princess” the guard sneered “make it count”

with that the cellphone was tossed in your direction, you haphazardly attempting to catch it as cleanly as possible but the alcohol in your system impaired your limbs ability to move coherently. Focusing your vision, with cold and shaky hands you dialled a number you shouldn’t be, getting half way through before erasing it

“he’s probably sleeping” you mumbled taking a look at the time on the corner of the phone

“3:48AM” blinked at you

the night hadn’t meant to end like this, after a rough week at work, closing in on a deal that had kept you in your bosses office until forbidden hours, just you two, the proximity, the compliments, the conversation over the 2AM Chinese takeout had you falling before you realised. All you wanted was to clear your mind, reset your systems and come back to professionalism

but a fight had broken out, a girl accusing you of flirting with her boyfriend when it had been the complete opposite. Next thing you knew a fist connected with your jaw, you blinked and you were ontop of her and then blinked again and the red and blue lights had illuminated your vision

“you done princess?” the officers gruff voice pulled you out

you sniffed, wiping away at the tear of frustration that had fallen before shaking your head.

“one second” you choke out, fingers moving without thought anymore just pure survival

the phone rang once, twice and picked up on the third

“Hudson-Odoi” the deep, sleep laced voice answered

“Mr Hudson-Odoi, i-i need your help” you say quietly

there’s a noise on the other end, Callum sitting up you presume

“what happened?” his voice is sharper now

“i- i got into a fight— she started it i promise i—

“okay shhh shh” Callum hushes you softly “don’t say anymore, where do they have you?”

“Meryside Station” you squeak out, tears threatening to fall once more

“i’ll be there in 10”

Callum hangs up

“your boyfriend coming to fetch you?” the officer smirks

“boss” you correct

all of 8 minutes pass before Callum walks through the doors, his crisp suit traded in for some sweats and a shirt, a hoodie hanging off his forearm

“you can release her now” he says to the officer

“that’s not how procedure w-

“i said” Callum looks him in the eye “open that holding cell”

“and who are you to be making such a call?” the officer fights back

a dangerously calm smirk adorns Callum’s face

“i wonder how the station commander would feel if he heard you wrongly detained his God daughter” Callum smirks fishing his phone out

the colour almost drains from the officer, a fumble of keys is heard before the door slides open.

you almost run into Callum’s arms, the hoodie being pulled over you as he throws a goodbye at the shaking officer before walking out, his slick black Mercedes idling at the entrance.

Callum helps you in

“mine” Callum tells his driver before turning to you “you okay?”

“yeah” you breath out “i know you’re not my emergency contact but i had no one to call”

“you did right” Callum interrupts

“i’m still sorry for waking you” you say, looking at your hands

“when last did you eat?” Callum asks you, ignoring the apology altogether

“Mr H-

“i told you to call me Callum” Callum snaps softly “i’ll admit you did wake me up, hearing you that scared did scare me but you’re safe now”

you nod, still playing with the sleeves of the hoodie. The car ride is silent up until you notice the large gates of Callum’s mansion open

“Callum i-

“you’ll sleep here and go home tomorrow” Callum says simply “just to keep you safe”

“i can’t” you whisper

“you will” Callum says in a voice of finality

he helps you out of the car, alcohol still running in your system makes you wobbly but you steady yourself against Callum’s hard chest. Guiding you up the stairs toward a guest room where a meal, still hot sits on the bedside table

“i don’t think i can eat” you squeak out

“that’s fine” Callum says, a glass of water in his hand “here”

you take the water, gulping it down greedily before laying down, the adrenaline from the night now coming to a halt and exhaustion taking you off to dreamland before you can comprihend. Callum’s hand comes up, inches from your face, your sleeping self swallowed comfortably by his hoodie.

“sleep tight” he whispers out before leaving the room, the door closed softly behind him

“when are you going to confess” a voice says scaring him stiff

“you need to stop appearing out of nowhere” Callum breathes out

“when” his housekeeper asks

“one day” Callum sighs “when she’s not drunk”

“so breakfast-

“goodnight Maria” Callum says rolling his eyes

“goodnight soon to be husband” she smirks

#callum hudson odoi x reader #callum hudson odoi fanfic #callum hudson odoi fluff #callum hudson odoi #hudson odoi x reader #footballer x reader #footballer x you #football au #alternate universe

u think you may be able to squeeze in a lil Guela fic…? 😏😏😏

Mrs Doué- Guela Doue

pairing: husband!Guela x wife!reader

summary: you’re new to this Mrs stuff

note: yall are pushing it🫵🏽

“just make the reservation” Guela laughs

“this is husband stuff” you pout picking up the phone

you dial the resturants number, it ringing 3 times before being answered. The reservation goes well, Guela listens in, up until the name you reserve it under

your maiden name

“okay thank you” you smile sweetly before hanging up

“really?” Guela asks looking at you

“what?” you ask “you said reserve for four-

“not that” Guela interrupts “the name”

your face scrunches in confusion before you recall, eyes widening in realisation

“it’s not my fault—

“you don’t want to be married anymore?” Guela questions, a tone of joking in his seriousness “sick of me already?”

“no” you drag out going to sit next to Guela who stands up but it stopped by your arms draping around him

“no no” he pouts shrugging your arms off him “i’ll go start the divorce”

“Guela” you say seriously

he turns to look at you