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LOOK AT THOSE BEAUTIES
the national team (or a random boyband who knows) on their open bus parade upon return to morocco
sofiane boufal via instagram
#NO SERIOUSLY WHAT BOYBAND IS THIS#THESE PICTURES I SWEAR#masha’allah 🫶🫶🫶🫶#morocco#morocco nt#morocco national team#achraf hakimi#soufiane boufal#abdelhamid sabiri#hakim ziyech#dima morocco
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#soccer#football#futból#world cup 2022#World Cup#fifa world cup#spain#spain football#selección española#morocco#équipe du moroc#hakimi#hakim ziyech#achraf hakimi#zakaria aboukhlal#ezzalzouli#noussair mazraoui#abdelhamid sabiri
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Morocco & Palestine 🤝🏽❤️🇵🇸🇲🇦
#morocco#palestine#proud to be moroccan#love palestine#only love here#we are one#hakim ziyech#abdelhamid sabiri#sofyan amrabat#jawad el yamiq#soufiane boufal#yassine bounou#achraf hakimi#World Cup#world cup 2022#morocco nt
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mashallah he looks so good in these pics🫣🫣
#prada pls sponsor him more#i need more of this#he's so perfect just look at him#everyone say mashallah#abdelhamid sabiri
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What.a.fucking.goal😆😆😆Masha'Allah
#Abdelhamid Sabiri#Morocco vs belgium#wc 22#world cup 2022#football#wc 22 video#i can't predict this world cup anymore
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More unexpected interactions
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HISTORIC FOURTH
PLACE THANK YOU TO THE PLAYERS
THANK YOU MY KINGDOM 🇲🇦🇲🇦
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In light of some questionable posts by footballers let’s all remember these beautiful moments. Free Palestine.
#anyway they really are gonna make ziyech stay at Chelsea at least he has Wes#I only love men in these photos unless proven otherwise#and most of them are morocco nt EXCEPT Wesley and hamza#which really tracks for me#free Palestine#fifa World Cup 2022#morocco nt#Wesley fofana#hakim ziyech#abdelhamid sabiri#jawad el yamiq#hamza choudhury
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The dream lives on
#yassine bounou#achraf hakimi#abdelhamid sabiri#hakim ziyech#the whole squad#morocco nt#world cup 2022
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WE MADE IT ALHAMDULILAH! not all heroes wear capes some wear a moroccan football jersey ❤️❤️❤️.
THANK YOU TO ALL THE MOROCCAN PLAYERS THANK YOU . You didn't give Spain an inch . You fought and you deserve this . We all do 🇲🇦❤️.
#morocco#so proud#fifa world cup 2022 qatar#fifa world cup#hakim ziyech#achraf hakimi#saiss#sofiane boufal#sofyan amrabat#abdelhamid sabiri#yassine bounou#nayef aguerd#zakaria aboukhlal
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anyways congratulations morocco on winning the world cup im so proud, so well deserved 🇲🇦🥺‼️
#wc#wc 22#wc final#world cup#morocco#morocco nt#dima maghrib#zakaria aboukhlal#abdelhamid sabiri#hakim ziyech#achraf hakimi#yassine bounou#bono#morocco vs france#morocco vs Portugal#morocco vs Spain#morocco vs Croatia#Argentina#argentina vs france#france vs argentina#free palestine 🇵🇸
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The Morocco National Team celebrates Abdelhamid Sabiri's goal against Brazil by performing sujood a practice done mainly by Muslims during ritual prayer (and also as a gesture of submission and thanks — called sajdat shukr — to God outside of ritual prayer) | March 25, 2023
#morocco nt you are just that girl!!#they just keep SERVING#also valid is becoming one of my fave coachhes#did y'all see his interaction with hakim!!#morocco national team#abdelhamid sabiri#walid regragui#football#mine*#gifs*#footballedit#footballgifs
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READ AND SHARE!!
#real madrid#hakim ziyech#ziyech#abdelhamid sabiri#sabira#zakaria aboukhlal#noussair mazraoui#morocco nt#proud to be moroccan#news#share so much#football#ucl#africa cup#free palestine 🇵🇸#palestine
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breaking my hiatus for one post to come on here and say eid mubarak (i miss u all dearly). so here is the moroccan nt wishing yall a joyous eid 🫶🏼
ft. my favourite unhinged king amrabat
#hakim ziyech#zakaria aboukhlal#abdelhamid sabiri#romain saiss#sofyan amrabat#this is most likely a queued post#cant wait to be back yall#i hope i didn't miss anything too big#(also gen i have so many yanited memes dont think i forgot to watch the game)#morocco nt
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I wanted to write a comedy of errors of sort with the Moroccan nt but I realised it’s very difficult to come up with a remotely good plot line. It’s not as funny as I wanted it to be but I’ve spent too much time on it to not post it, so here goes …
P.S ignore the plot holes
P.P.S if you’ve got an actual funny story idea drop me a little 💌
Part 1 | Part 2
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Yassine was about to nod off to sleep when his phone rang. He frowned when he saw the caller's name. Why would Bilal be calling him so late?
He sighed as he picked up, "Hello.”
"Yassine?" Bilal sounded tense on the other end. "Can you come down to my room please?"
Yassine sat up at his wary tone. "What's the matter? Is something wrong?"
"I can't tell you over the phone," Bilal whispered. "Can you please just come? It's urgent."
Yassine rolled his eyes at the secrecy. What could possibly be so urgent? It wouldn't be surprising if Bilal's urgent matter turned out to simply be that he couldn't find his passport for the trip back home tomorrow.
Ah, these young ones - so bright and yet so irresponsible sometimes.
He kicked off the blanket, pulled on his joggers, grabbed his key card, and stumbled smack across Romain who was also leaving his room. Capi looked like he had been rudely awakened from his sweet dreams.
"Did Abde call you?" He blinked up sleepily at Yassine.
Just as Yassine was about to answer, the door to Hakim's room was shoved opened and he came out, mumbling under his breath. He stopped in surprise when he saw both of them standing there.
"What are you both doing out here at this time?" He asked suspiciously, doing that thing he always did with his eyebrows.
"Did Abde call you?" Romain asked.
"Boufalinho, actually. He asked me to come down to Bilal's room."
They looked at each other, hands on their hips, as it dawned one them that there, indeed, was something wrong.
What had they done now?
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They reached Bilal's room slightly out of breath, having basically run down four flights of stairs.
"Hey guys"
They all nearly jumped out of their skin at the voice coming from behind them. They turned around to see Sofyan standing there. Even at this late hour, he was munching on an apple.
"So, you guys have also been summoned, huh?" He asked around a mouthful.
Before they could ask him what he knew, the door opened, Nayef standing there looking nervous.
He hastily grabbed their arms, pulling them into the room. He then leaned out of the door, looking right and left down the corridor as if they were in some kind of thriller movie and there was someone spying on them out there.
Romain was pissed at all this supposed secrecy and urgency. He wanted to get back to bed, thank you very much. He walked further into the room. Most of the others were here. Aboukhlal had dozed off against Abdelhamid's shoulder, who looked relieved that they were finally here. Noussair was impatiently walking around the small room while Youssef looked as cool as a cucumber, which to be fair, was his usual state of being given how anything rarely phased him out. The others were sat on whatever empty surface they could find in the small room.
At the centre of the room, however, were the clear culprits.
Bilal looked like he was about to burst from the anxious energy radiating from him. Abde was nervously gnawing at his nails while Boufal looked like he was about to throw up.
Romain rounded up on them. "So, will one of you tell us what is happening?" He asked impatiently.
Boufal nudged Abde, who in turn nudged Bilal. They seemed to be engaged in a silent battle of who would be the sacrificial lamb.
Hakim huffed impatiently. "Get on with it, why don't you?"
"Well, the thing is.." Bilal gulped loudly, looking around the room. He took a steadying breath, looking as if he might throw up on the spot. "We lost the trophy," he mumbled under his breath.
Romain blinked unbelievably at them while the top of Hakim's ears had turned a tell-tale red.
"What do you mean you've lost the trophy?" Yassine asked through clenched teeth. "You mean the trophy that the Emir of Qatar himself gifted to us just this evening and the one that we have to present to the King tomorrow? That trophy?"
The three of them nodded dumbly, eyes downcast to avoid the increasingly murderous look in Romain’s eyes.
Yassine sighed. The whole Moroccan delegation had been invited to the Emir’s palace for a celebratory before they left Qatar. They had been hosted by the Emir himself and the dinner had been way over the top - every imaginable dish under the sun and where everything that did shine was actually gold. That level of wealth had been outrageous and all of them had been on their best behaviour. They had even nibbled daintily on the food instead of wolfing it down as was the norm.
At the end of the night, the Emir had presented them with the now missing trophy for their historic performance at the World Cup, a trophy that they needed to present to the King when they landed in Morocco tomorrow.
"Explain yourselves" Romain demanded.
"Well," Abde shifted uncomfortably on his feet. "Elias and I took a selfie with it when we were still at the palace and then I gave it to Boufal," he said pointing at him. "He's the one who lost the trophy"
Boufal sputtered. "That's so not true. I gave it to Bilal. So, if there's anyone who lost it, it's him."
"I gave the trophy back to you." Bilal spun towards Boufal. "I took a selfie with it and then I gave it back to you just before we got on the bus."
"No, you didn't!"
"Yes, I did!"
"Enough you two!" Capi held up a hand. "Does anyone remember seeing the trophy on the bus?"
A pensive silence fell over the room. "I think I saw Munir with the trophy on the bus" Aboukhlal said, scratching his head.
Munir reacted as if someone had accused him of murder. "That's not true. I haven't even touched it once!"
Romain went to stand in the middle of the room, waving his hands to quieten everybody down. “So, we are all sure no one saw the trophy on the bus," he paused, looking around. "Which means only one thing - we left the trophy at the palace."
"But wouldn't someone, like a guard or something, have seen it and returned it to us by now if we left it there?" Noussair added.
"Maybe they haven't seen it yet because it's too dark?" Elias suggested.
"That place is lit up like a carnival though. If it's there, someone should have seen it already." Abdelhamid interjected.
"There's only one thing to do" Hakim went to stand next to Romain. "We break into the palace."
"And how do you suggest we do that?" Munir scoffed.
"We climb over the walls." Hakim stated as if it was the most obvious fact.
"Break into the most secure place in Qatar? Are you crazy?" Yassine retorted. "They catch you going over that wall, you're not seeing the light of day ever again."
"Or..." Sofyan started from where he had somehow managed to slump himself on the couch, "each one of us take on a guard. We incapacitate them and that way, we get in and out without anyone noticing us."
"I vote for this plan." Hakim said, high-fiving Sofyan. The rest of them looked at the two as if they were crazy.
"We just need to be reasonable about the way forward." Yassine tried, "We tell Walid and he will contact the palace to get it back."
"No, no, no" Capi gestured. "We cannot tell Walid. “The Minister of Sports is here. If he gets involved, this will become a whole diplomatic matter and the story will end up in the press."
Then Romain felt like everybody was talking over each other, each of them getting louder as they tried to get their suggestion across. Romain was questioning everything in his life that led him to being captain of this team.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Romain held his finger up to signal everyone to stay quiet as he nodded to Nayef to open the door.
"Coach" Nayef squeaked from the door.
They were so doomed.
#Moroccan nt#yassine bounou#yassine bono#hakim ziyech#romain saiss#youssef en nesyri#nayef aguerd#Bilal elkhanouss#sofyan amrabat#sofiane boufal#abde ezzalzouli#abdelhamid sabiri#noussair mazraoui#zakaria aboukhlal#ilias chair#walid regragui#World Cup 2022#football fic#football fanfic
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ladies and gentlemen I'm sorry but I'm leaving your bromance Mbappe x Hakimi for this world cup because Zakaria Aboukhlal and Abdelhamid Sabiri exist.
I MEAN.
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