#incorrect football

[adeptune01]

Merlin: Jousting is so funny. It’s like awww you got a big pointy stick? And the other guy has one too? And you want to knock each other over? You better ride your horsey! Don’t let him get you!

Arthur: Why would you say this.

[togrowoldinv]

*Everyone getting together for a Thanksgiving celebration*

Y/n: Natasha, do you want to play football?

Nat: Um, Yelena and I aren’t supposed to play football

Clint: Says who, your mom?

Nat and Yelena after a long pause: …yeah

[chickenoptyrx]

Scouter says otherwise

Adding since the scouters p much unreadable otherwise :P

[miroslavcloset]

*Happily shakes the chicken*

Incorrect Bayern Quotes

[leclercloml]

We need a Pedri version to this

https://www.tumblr.com/leclercloml/725989724597125120/footballers-fake-message-part-5-pablo-gavi?source=share

Hello anon! Yes ofcourse I can!! here it is hope you like it 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Footballers | Fake Text Part 8

(Pedri Gonzalez edition)

[here-comes-the-moose]

Hunter, introducing Crosshair: This is my baby brother!

Random person: Sir, that’s a grown ass man. He’s also taller than you.

Hunter: My baby brother.

[bescondsstuff]

Claudia: When I was your age-

Martina, mocking Claudia: When I was your height.

Claudia:

Claudia: Listen here you little shit-

[russos-one]

Kyra Cooney-Cross x !FemReader

[The Sleepover]

Summary- Kat goes out and leaves Y/n and Kyra to take care of Harper

Warnings- So much fluff

Word count- 1142

not proofread because I'm lazy

Y/ns Pov

“Okay, I’ll be back in about an hour or two. Remember, no candy and no staying up past midnight,” Katrina tells us. To be honest, I don’t think either Kyra or I are really listening; we’re too infatuated with Harper.

“Did you hear me?”

“Yes, Mum!”

“Loud and clear!”

“Have fun!”

As soon as Kat leaves, Kyra and I quickly grab the candy we stashed under the bed while Kat was in the shower.

“Okay, Harper, pick a movie! Kyra and I will get the candy set up, and then we can all make a pillow fort together! And don’t tell your mum about the candy, or we’ll get in trouble. I wouldn’t be surprised if she took our phones away.”

Harper heads over to the TV to choose a movie while Kyra and I prepare the abnormally large bowls of candy and set them in front of the TV.

“Harps, did you pick a movie?” Kyra asks.

“Yeah, I chose The Grinch because he’s green like Shrek and also really funny.”

“Good choice, Harps!”

“Time to make the fort!”

“Yay!”

Harper and I gather all the pillows we can find in the hotel room, while Kyra grabs a giant blanket to drape over the pillows as a roof. We set the pillows up at the edge of the bed to form walls, and Kyra drapes the blanket overhead.

“All finished, Harps!”

“Do you like it?”

“Yes! It’s amazing!”

Harper beams at us, and her smile lights up both Kyra’s and my faces.

“We’re glad you love it, Harps.”

“Are you ready to watch the movie and eat some candy now?”

“Not too much candy, though! Your mum will get mad, and we don’t want that because she gives us that disturbingly scary ‘mum’ look that makes Kyra and me poop ourselves a little.”

“Not a little; it’s a lot!” Kyra adds.

“Yes, we poop ourselves a lot.”

Harper laughs and agrees not to tell her mother.

“Okay, let’s start the movie!”

We all crawl into the fort, snuggling under the blankets and pillows. Kyra and I each have a bowl of candy, with Harper nestled between us. After a few minutes, I look at Kyra with affection and whisper, “I love you.”

She turns to me, her face flushed, and whispers back, “I love you more, my love.”

“Impossible,” I reply, leaning in for a soft kiss—only to be interrupted by Harper.

“Ewww, yucky!”

I quickly scoop Harper up and place her in my lap. “Did you just call my kisses yucky?”

I lift her shirt slightly and blow raspberries on her stomach. She bursts into laughter, then squeals, “Kyra, help me!”

Kyra quickly scoops her up, and Harper hides her face in Kyra’s neck.

“Oh no, where did she go?”

Harper giggles quietly and clings to Kyra even tighter.

I carefully crawl out of the pillow fort and look around the room. First, I check under the bed.

“Are you under here, Harps?”

I hear her faint giggles into Kyra’s neck.

“I guess she’s not under there.”

I spring back up and head to the bathroom, checking behind the door.

“Are you behind here, Harper?”

She giggles again and replies, “No!”

I gasp, “Was that you, Harper?”

I slowly crawl back to the bed, signaling to Kyra to be quiet. I inch closer and suddenly grab Harper from Kyra’s grasp, laying her down on the bed and tickling her.

“Say sorry for calling my kisses yucky, or I won’t stop tickling you.”

Amid her giggles, she manages to say, “Okay, I’m sorry!”

I stop tickling her. “Are you really sorry?” I ask, looking into her eyes.

“Yes, I’m very sorry for calling your kisses yucky.”

“Good.”

As I lift Harper up again, I notice Kyra filming the whole thing. I quietly laugh and place Harper between us.

“You cheeky bugger!”

“What? It was too cute not to film! You guys looked adorable.”

“I don’t doubt that. Harps here always looks adorable,” I say, nudging Harper as I drape my arm over her shoulder, with Kyra doing the same.

After a while, I look down and see that Harper has fallen asleep against Kyra.

“Babe,” I whisper.

She looks up at me. “Hmm?”

“Harps has fallen asleep.”

“Aww, she looks so cute.”

“I’m going to clean the room real quick. Can you make sure Harps is nice and comfy?”

“Okay, let me know if you need any help.”

“Okay, my love.”

I carefully exit the fort and fold the blanket, placing it at the end of the bed. I gently take down the pillows, making sure not to disturb the sleeping Harper or soon-to-be sleeping Kyra. After putting away all the candy, I finally snuggle into bed behind a peacefully sleeping Kyra, who has her arm draped over Harper’s stomach. I wrap my arm around Kyra’s waist and whisper to both of them, “I love you both very much.”

Kyra sleepily murmurs, “Love you more, my love.”

I quietly reply, “Impossible,” and we all drift off to sleep together.

Bonus:

Katrina’s POV

“I’m back—oh, that’s cute!”

I quietly whisper as I realise they’re all asleep in bed. A smile spreads across my face as I take a photo of the three of them snuggled together. Afterwards, I head to the bathroom to shower and remove my makeup. I quickly shower, get into my pyjamas, and then comfortably crawl into bed, making sure to capture at least a million videos and photos of my little family all cuddled together. Slowly, I close my eyes and drift off to sleep beside them.

[incorrect-futbol-quotes]

Manu: Is something burning?

Thomas, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.

Manu: Thomas, the toaster is literally on fire-

[enigma-the-mysterious]

I love how football teams get potentially knocked out after a single loss meanwhile cricket world cup group matches are like "yes, Pakistan lost the last four matches but they still have a chance of qualifying to the quarter finals if India ties against Australia and Bangladesh defeats New Zealand by a 6.9 run rate and Ireland smashes at least 17 sixers against Sri Lanka but also loses the game against them and also if it rains 420mm in Lords stadium and the King of England trips on a banana peel and dies and the Australian Prime Minister disappears in a swimming pool."

[mearchy]

Ghoul: Peace, health, wealth - those are all extinct ideas.

Maximus: So’s Lunchables. Tragedy.

Ghoul: You’ve never eaten Lunchables.

Maximus: Neatly partitioned meats and cheeses appeal to me on an aesthetic level okay motherfucker.

Lucy: How long has it been like this? 

Ghoul: In 2077 people started dropping bombs. Most of the world outside the vaults died in less than a day, but not all of it.

Maximus: Ham cheese. Ham cracker. Cheese cracker. Ham and cheese cracker. Ham and cheese.

Lucy: Why?

Ghoul: … we don’t know. Nobody knows.

Lucy: How can you not know that? I don’t understand. How do-

Maximus: Could even do it like a little cheeseburger so it’s like cracker ham cheese cracker ham cheese cracker.

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incorrect dialogue stolen and modified from that one 17776 chapter

[crazy-fangirl2524]

Reading aftg makes me think maybe all those football fans aren’t crazy because I will do all those things and more for exy too

[sweaty-toothed-mad-woman]

Charlie, to Todd and Neil: I need to schedule y’all both therapy

Charlie: y’all have fucking mental issues

[nicowdc]

PLEASE DO MORE OF THE FOOTBALL TEXT MESSAGES THEYRE SO FUNNY LMAO

OF COURSE ANON 🫡

BALLERS (mostly lfc.. again) AS RANDOM MSGS ! ;

hope u enjoyed anon :3 x (dt; @4nzo, @b8au, @ballsbalb + anon?)

[miroslavcloset]

FYI Harold's british accent is the most british to ever accent

Incorrect Bayern Quotes

[leclercloml]

Footballers Fake Text | Part 11

Grace's note; It's been a while since I've did this, hopefully y'all like it<3