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Claire Keane
#extradirty
Cosmic Funnies
shark vs the universe
sheepfilms
RMH
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Origami Around
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Cosimo Galluzzi
dirt enthusiast
will byers stan first human second
Jules of Nature
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
art blog(derogatory)
we're not kids anymore.
@theartofmadeline
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@bobskysworld
WELCOME TO BOBSKYS WORLD
࣪𖤐ִ Ray ִ ࣪𖤐ִ 23 ࣪𖤐ִ South African ࣪𖤐ִ Chelsea, Barcelona & Milan ࣪𖤐ִ
Requests: closed
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)
if my club doesn’t embarrass me? my country is ready to do so
i never hated someone as much as i hate j*de b*llingham, bc i can't enjoy watching england's game bc that means i'll see him playing too.
us in the comments
i think i’d rather watch Garnacho and Neto than Lyle Foster
Jacob and Trent just fell to their knees somewhere in England
😭😭LOOK AT MY CLUB LEGEND DWAG
The amount of other Africans saying they not gonna support us because of our immigration problems?!😭 Time their countries aren't playing
I just think Zulu people give us a TERRIBLE reputation but thats just me idk how others feel
MATSULU??? oh the bane of my existence is that culture… they’re spurring this narrative on instead of correcting and saying it’s the UNDOCUMENTED foreigners being shipped outta here man
man lemme keep quiet before i get heated on this topic
And if it's not the Bokke, I really don't care chomie 😭😭
reacted “👍🏽” to your message
watching France & Algeria content so much i had a dream of a swingers party….
let me go back to sleep and resume it😮💨
WC ready🙏🏽🇿🇦
and GQ France…. when i wake up tomorrow i BEST have that photoshoot…. i don’t want to fight
🥹so proud of him, he deserved that call up more than anything
OH!
well that’ll do it for me🙏🏽
Sancho celebrating his freedom with some pilates and matcha 😭😭😭
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.
WHAT… oh i need to stfu on this app
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
