foolishadi

[foolishadi]

Saturdays | F.G.

Paring | Foolish_Gamers x fem!reader

WC | 1200

Genre | fluff

A/N | hello everyone!!! This is officially my second foolish fanfic and I enjoyed writing this one A LOT. I hope you guys enjoy it too.

“Ow ow ow ow,” Foolish complains as you brush the comb through his long tangle of hair. He’s spent the last year growing out his hair so he can put it in a man bun but clearly, he can’t handle taking care of it. You giggle softly at his complaints, it's like a little kid. 

“Babe all I’m doing is brushing your hair,” you smile and gently bend down to kiss the top of his head, “I’m sorry for hurting you.” This gesture makes him explode in a wide smile. You chuckle again, thinking when I start dating a toddler. 

The kiss seemed to have worked as Foolish settles down and allows you to finish combing his hair. Once finished, you gently rake your fingers through his hair. It's freshly washed so it's soft to the touch. You’re incredibly jealous of how nice his hair is, you would have to do double the work to get yours to be even close to how silky his is. 

“All done babe.” You say and he immediately jumps up from the chair you forced him to sit in so you can reach his head. He turns around and hugs you tightly, picking you up. You squeal at the motion, but you know you’re safe in his arms. 

He sets you down and then turns to look in the mirror, “put it up now please,” He pleads with a smile. You nod and sit him back down.

“I can’t believe you actually grew your hair out,” you say while gently collecting all of his hair into one hand, the hair tie ready in your other, “I thought you would’ve given up by like three months.” 

Foolish gasps and dramatically puts a hand over his chest, “you didn’t believe in me? I’m hurt, really.” He pouts but you just laugh. You lean over and press a quick kiss on his lips. He reciprocates it but still continues to pout after you pull away. 

You tie his hair up, a few pieces falling out around his face. You step back to admire your work, but you physically halt when you see how attractive the hairstyle looks on your boyfriend. He stands up and checks the hairdo in the mirror before turning to you for approval. 

“Do you like it?” he says almost cautiously, letting you know that your opinion mattered greatly to you. Unfortunately, you’re still in absolute shock. All you can do is stare at him and nod. He tilts his head in confusion at your response, “love? You, okay?” 

This snaps you back to reality and you nod again, “uh what? Yeah. I- I mean you look great.” You silently curse yourself for the stuttering and blush that you feel rise to your cheeks. Of course, Foolish takes notice of this and the corners of his mouth pull into a smirk. 

“I think you like it more than you’re letting on,” he slowly walks towards you and wraps a strong arm around your waist. He leans down towards your ear, you can feel his warm breath on your neck before he whispers, “tell me how you really feel sweetheart.” 

You shiver and gulp quite loudly. He laughs and kisses your cheek, then again but closer to your lips. He keeps going until he gently presses his lips against yours. Your body reacts before your brain can, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer as you kiss him back. He smiles into the kiss, leaning down to wrap his arm around your thighs and lifting you up. You wrap your legs around his waist and move your hands to cup his face. After what felt like days, but couldn’t possibly have been more than a few minutes, you pull away. 

His lips are flushed with color and some of his stray hairs have fallen in front of his eyes. You smile widely, gently brushing the hair out of his face. He smiles back at you and your thankful he's holding you because you would’ve surely fallen at the sight. 

“You’re so beautiful” you whisper, admiring him with soft eyes. 

“You’re more beautiful” He whispers back, pecking your lips again. You roll your eyes and shake your head. 

“You look so good with this hair, very sexy” You compliment, playing gently with the ends of his hair. You mean every word; he definitely made the right choice in growing it out. Foolish’s smile grows at the compliment, and he pulls you closer. “I’m very glad that you like it, because if you didn’t, I would’ve cut it immediately.” He nodded at his own words. He has that cheeky joker tone in his voice, but you know that there is a hint of truth behind it. You chuckle and shake your head again. 

“You can’t cut it; your fans would kill you”. You’re not wrong either. The doozers, as they’ve dubbed themselves, would be very upset if Foolish cut his hair, especially before showing them that it can finally be pulled into a man bun. Foolish just groans and rests his forehead on yours. 

“I don’t care what they think. I only care what you think.” He whispers, closing his eyes and just enjoying your proximity. 

“Well, I care what they think, and I think that you should take a few pictures right now and show them that you have finally accomplished being about to have a man bun.” He agrees and reluctantly sets you down to take a few mirror pics of the hair. 

“Help me caption it.” He pleads, handing you, his phone. You chuckle and think about what to write, trying to channel your inner Foolish. He leans down and puts his chin on your shoulder as you write, typing out “Over a year in the making...MANBUN!” 

“Perfect!” He laughs and grabs the phone back, hitting ‘tweet’. 

“You’re welcome,” you say laughing with him and leaning over to kiss his cheek. He accepts it happily and turns to you.

“Gotta go stream now!” His smile increases but yours turns into a frown. “NOOOOO!” You complain, latching onto him tightly so he can’t leave, “Don’t leave me!” 

He only laughs and hugs you back, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head, “Sweetheart, I gotta go. It’s my job.” You shake your head and tighten your hold on him. 

“You always leave me to stream and I’m not able to be with you for like twelve hours because we haven’t come out to the public as a couple yet.” You pout, hoping to get some pity out of him. He sighs and cups his face. 

“I’ll do a short stream today okay, max five hours, and then after we can go get something to eat, come back, cuddle, watch a movie, and come up with ideas of how to tell my fans about us, okay?” He presses a gentle kiss to your lips and rubs your cheeks softly with the pads of his thumbs. 

“Okay, I love you.” You say, returning the kiss. 

“I love you more! Okay, gotta go, Punz is yelling at me to play league with him!” He squeals and runs to his streaming room. 

[foolishadi]

If I Had You - a DNF short meetup fic

Paring | DNF GeorgeNotFound x Dream

WC | 479

Genre | fluff

A/N | hello everyone!!! This is officially my FIRST mcyt fanfic and I enjoyed writing this one. I wrote this quite quickly after the meetup vlog but have gatekept it. ENJOY! (pls dont be a silent reader)

lowercase intended

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george couldnt sleep. he had just moved in a few hours earlier, he thought that he wouldve been passed out by now but his thoughts wandered, screaming at the walls. he slowly go up from his bed, pushing back the thin black comforter, and walked out of his new room.

it didnt take long to reach the kitchen, he thought if he maybe had a glass of water, it might calm his sleeplessness. rubbing his eyes, he opens the fridge to grab out a plastic water bottle. apparently flordia water isnt too good, so most people prefer pre-bottled.

“americans..” he muttered, shaking his head.

“what are you doing up?” George jumped, dropping his opened water bottle that was currently all over the floor.

“dream you cant keep scaring me like that” george huffed, frantically grabbing the paper towels that were on the counter. dream did a little chuckle as he walked a little closer to the kitchen island, resting his arms on the stool head.

“hows your first day in the good ol’ america? see any bald eagles yet?” dreams eyes had an amused sparkle to them, george liked that. He didnt realize he was holding his breath, in which he choked out

“it was good. im glad im here finally.” he gave dream a small smile, who then decided to walk closer to george- reaching his arms out in a hug-like action.

“me too” exhaled dream, once he wrapped his arms around him

george immediately hugged back, he felt like staying forever in his arms. dream felt the same way, but he knew that the hug would have to eventually end. and it ended.

dream and george stayed up for the rest of the night together in the kitchen, sometimes they would change locations to the living room. they stayed up all night talking about every little thing they could think of; future plans for the three of them, video ideas, midnight thoughts, etc.

sapnap found them in the morning, the sun shining through the windows, reflecting off of dreams hair. he saw georges head on dreams lap, blanket tucked into him, and dreams arms holding onto his best friend securely. he chuckled and pulled out his phone, taking a quick photo.

sapnap had to go out for a errand run, so he shot a text to dream to let him know where he went. dream was already awake at that point, george was still fast asleep on him.

dream picked up his phone and started looking through twitter, liking and commenting on fanart. he quickly got bored of it, so he put his phone down on the coffee table beside him. dream ran his hand through his hair and he felt a stir coming from his best friend. he was waking up. dream smiled at him when his eyes opened, sticking his tongue out.

“morning sleeping beauty”

[foolishadi]

Saturdays | F.G.

Paring | Foolish_Gamers x fem!reader

WC | 1200

Genre | fluff

A/N | hello everyone!!! This is officially my second foolish fanfic and I enjoyed writing this one A LOT. I hope you guys enjoy it too.

“Ow ow ow ow,” Foolish complains as you brush the comb through his long tangle of hair. He’s spent the last year growing out his hair so he can put it in a man bun but clearly, he can’t handle taking care of it. You giggle softly at his complaints, it's like a little kid. 

“Babe all I’m doing is brushing your hair,” you smile and gently bend down to kiss the top of his head, “I’m sorry for hurting you.” This gesture makes him explode in a wide smile. You chuckle again, thinking when I start dating a toddler. 

The kiss seemed to have worked as Foolish settles down and allows you to finish combing his hair. Once finished, you gently rake your fingers through his hair. It's freshly washed so it's soft to the touch. You’re incredibly jealous of how nice his hair is, you would have to do double the work to get yours to be even close to how silky his is. 

“All done babe.” You say and he immediately jumps up from the chair you forced him to sit in so you can reach his head. He turns around and hugs you tightly, picking you up. You squeal at the motion, but you know you’re safe in his arms. 

He sets you down and then turns to look in the mirror, “put it up now please,” He pleads with a smile. You nod and sit him back down.

“I can’t believe you actually grew your hair out,” you say while gently collecting all of his hair into one hand, the hair tie ready in your other, “I thought you would’ve given up by like three months.” 

Foolish gasps and dramatically puts a hand over his chest, “you didn’t believe in me? I’m hurt, really.” He pouts but you just laugh. You lean over and press a quick kiss on his lips. He reciprocates it but still continues to pout after you pull away. 

You tie his hair up, a few pieces falling out around his face. You step back to admire your work, but you physically halt when you see how attractive the hairstyle looks on your boyfriend. He stands up and checks the hairdo in the mirror before turning to you for approval. 

“Do you like it?” he says almost cautiously, letting you know that your opinion mattered greatly to you. Unfortunately, you’re still in absolute shock. All you can do is stare at him and nod. He tilts his head in confusion at your response, “love? You, okay?” 

This snaps you back to reality and you nod again, “uh what? Yeah. I- I mean you look great.” You silently curse yourself for the stuttering and blush that you feel rise to your cheeks. Of course, Foolish takes notice of this and the corners of his mouth pull into a smirk. 

“I think you like it more than you’re letting on,” he slowly walks towards you and wraps a strong arm around your waist. He leans down towards your ear, you can feel his warm breath on your neck before he whispers, “tell me how you really feel sweetheart.” 

You shiver and gulp quite loudly. He laughs and kisses your cheek, then again but closer to your lips. He keeps going until he gently presses his lips against yours. Your body reacts before your brain can, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer as you kiss him back. He smiles into the kiss, leaning down to wrap his arm around your thighs and lifting you up. You wrap your legs around his waist and move your hands to cup his face. After what felt like days, but couldn’t possibly have been more than a few minutes, you pull away. 

His lips are flushed with color and some of his stray hairs have fallen in front of his eyes. You smile widely, gently brushing the hair out of his face. He smiles back at you and your thankful he's holding you because you would’ve surely fallen at the sight. 

“You’re so beautiful” you whisper, admiring him with soft eyes. 

“You’re more beautiful” He whispers back, pecking your lips again. You roll your eyes and shake your head. 

“You look so good with this hair, very sexy” You compliment, playing gently with the ends of his hair. You mean every word; he definitely made the right choice in growing it out. Foolish’s smile grows at the compliment, and he pulls you closer. “I’m very glad that you like it, because if you didn’t, I would’ve cut it immediately.” He nodded at his own words. He has that cheeky joker tone in his voice, but you know that there is a hint of truth behind it. You chuckle and shake your head again. 

“You can’t cut it; your fans would kill you”. You’re not wrong either. The doozers, as they’ve dubbed themselves, would be very upset if Foolish cut his hair, especially before showing them that it can finally be pulled into a man bun. Foolish just groans and rests his forehead on yours. 

“I don’t care what they think. I only care what you think.” He whispers, closing his eyes and just enjoying your proximity. 

“Well, I care what they think, and I think that you should take a few pictures right now and show them that you have finally accomplished being about to have a man bun.” He agrees and reluctantly sets you down to take a few mirror pics of the hair. 

“Help me caption it.” He pleads, handing you, his phone. You chuckle and think about what to write, trying to channel your inner Foolish. He leans down and puts his chin on your shoulder as you write, typing out “Over a year in the making...MANBUN!” 

“Perfect!” He laughs and grabs the phone back, hitting ‘tweet’. 

“You’re welcome,” you say laughing with him and leaning over to kiss his cheek. He accepts it happily and turns to you.

“Gotta go stream now!” His smile increases but yours turns into a frown. “NOOOOO!” You complain, latching onto him tightly so he can’t leave, “Don’t leave me!” 

He only laughs and hugs you back, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head, “Sweetheart, I gotta go. It’s my job.” You shake your head and tighten your hold on him. 

“You always leave me to stream and I’m not able to be with you for like twelve hours because we haven’t come out to the public as a couple yet.” You pout, hoping to get some pity out of him. He sighs and cups his face. 

“I’ll do a short stream today okay, max five hours, and then after we can go get something to eat, come back, cuddle, watch a movie, and come up with ideas of how to tell my fans about us, okay?” He presses a gentle kiss to your lips and rubs your cheeks softly with the pads of his thumbs. 

“Okay, I love you.” You say, returning the kiss. 

“I love you more! Okay, gotta go, Punz is yelling at me to play league with him!” He squeals and runs to his streaming room. 

[foolishadi]

i love everything you’ve written so far! maybe you could write some headcanons for dating punz?

thank you !!! and of course i can :D

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What it's like dating punz

so much playful bullying. back and forth. he loves it, probably a big way he shows his affection.

he loves pda, man loves showing off that your his. thinks you're the prettiest ever :D

he loves holding your hand. and having his arm around your shoulder, or your waist because he enjoys keeping you close to him

he's never over the top clingy, but the perfect amount, if that makes sense ??

like he would beg for cuddles, and hugs, and kisses, but would never be so over the top and make you uncomfortable

loves the friendship you have with his friends

you and foolish? best of friends. you both teasingly bully punz together

punz doesn't care, he loves seeing the smile and your face and the laughter

you always get what you want with this guy lmao

he can't say no to you !! you're just too cute

loves spoiling you

he also loves when you wear his clothes

but when you wear his merch, god, he loves it

you just look so good !

he always tries bringing you everywhere he goes

if you have to go somewhere, and can't go a place without him for a long while, it's facetimes every night

daily

until you're back

sleep calls !!!!!

he loves them

has so many FaceTime photos from sleep calls where you're just asleep and cuddled into the covers on your bed

one of them is probably his wallpaper

punz is super affectionate and loves his s/o a lot, and he loves it when fans love you too!!

he loves seeing how excited you get when fans recognise you and ask for a picture

it makes you feel super special :D

punz loves bringing you on streams

he'd do valorant streams with you and sapnap, and it'd just be the best thing every if you were doing better than him

both you and sapnap would tease him about it

[foolishadi]

Little Things | F.G.

Paring | Foolish_Gamers x fem!reader

WC | 1575

Genre | fluff, loves, angst, long distance relationship

A/N | hello everyone!!! This is my very first fanfic ever about foolish but I rarely saw any so I decided to add to that very small list. This is a short fluff fic but I am planning on writing longer, better, and more interesting fics about foolish in the future. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you like it!!! This fic is inspired by a tweet I saw by @funzobee on twitter.

DIVIDER CREDIT | @angels-aesthetic

“Noah stop moving” you say, grabbing your boyfriend’s face and gently turning it back towards you. Your hands are soft as you run the cotton pad over his face paint covered cheek. He squints again in pain and tries to turn his head away once again. 

“Noah! You’re gonna stay all scaly if you don’t stop moving” He groans at your words but turns his head back towards you so you can finish. The fish scale-like makeup contrasted greatly against his pale skin. He was the one that came up with the idea of him dressing up as Poseidon for halloween, even asking you to do his makeup, and now he's the one complaining about the removal process. 

“I don’t like it” He complains, pouting out his bottom lip. His eyes lock with yours and you smile  softly. He had the most gorgeous brown eyes, his iris’ getting lighter the closer it is to his pupil. Your boyfriend catches you staring and his lips tug into a smirk, “less staring more makeup-removing lets go.” 

He moves closer to you, wrapping your legs around his waist. You were currently sitting on the bathroom counter, the height of it allowing you to reach his face. You roll your eyes at his words and decide to focus on removing the scale makeup instead of his smirk. Your hands gently cup the side of his face, lifting it up and tilting it so that you can better access the makeup on his cheek. His eyes stay trained on you, completely enamored with the way you bite on your tongue in concentration, the way that your hand gently touches his skin. 

Noah leans closely, his hands on either side of you on the counter, holding him up. You can’t help but smile at his proximity, his breath on your skin. He chuckles at how adorable your current position was, focused on cleaning him up. This makes you finally look up, noticing the complete adoration in his eyes as he looks at you. You remove the cotton pad from his face and look at him back. 

“What ya lookin at Mr.Gamers?” You say in a sassy enough tone that you hope to make the situation awkward. It doesn’t work. It only increases his smirk more. 

“Nothing” he says, his smile growing larger by the second. 

You look at him with a raised eyebrow, giving him an “oh really?” expression. He laughs his loud windex laugh at your expression. 

“You’re so cute” he mumbles as one hand comes up to cup your face, the other moving to hold your waist. He leans forward and connects his lips to yours in a soft embrace. 

Your body reacts to the kiss on its own, its own separate mind away from your own. Your eyes close and your body pushes itself towards him as much as possible, closing the small gap of distance between your bodies. Your hands move from his face, down to his arms, holding on tightly to his biceps. His hands fall to your waist, making sure you don’t fall, almost picking you up. You enjoy his touch, honestly it’s your favorite thing in the world. After what seems like hours but couldn’t be more than minutes, you pull away. You’ve never seen your boyfriend smile so wide, even if he was known for his large, loveable smile. You match his smile, biting your lip, a soft blush scattering across your cheeks. 

“What was that for?” You say with a chuckle, your hands moving down his arms to hold his hands in yours. The large difference in size between your guy’s hands always made you laugh. 

“What? Can’t I just kiss my beautiful girlfriend whenever I please?” he says, cocking up an eyebrow in playful suspicion, “I also wanted to rub makeup on your face.” 

He laughs loudly as you turn to see the smeared blue-purple makeup on your cheek. You roll your eyes and playfully push him away (his hold on your waist makes this very difficult). You move the cotton pad to now rub the makeup off of your face now, the smile still on your face. 

“You, Foolish Gamers, are an idiot.” You look at him through the mirror. He still has that cocky, yet very entrancing, smirk on his face. 

He leans down, resting his head on your shoulder and kissing your other, clean, cheek. 

“Yeah maybe, but I’m your idiot.” He whispers in your ear. Your cheeks ignite with a large red at his words. He just chuckles, enjoying the way he makes you feel, kissing your cheek again. 

“But I am going to really need you to speed this up so we can go to bed so I can stream tomorrow.” He says standing up again and grabbing a clean cotton pad and handing it to you. You finish cleaning up the makeup off of both of your faces. He’s patient while you finish up, only making one or two strange comments that you are very used to.

Once you finish you lean over and kiss his nose, “all done darling.” 

He smiles at the name and thanks you. His hands then make their way back to your waist as he helps you off of the counter. Now with your feet on the floor, he’s at least a foot taller than you, you barely making it to his shoulders. Foolish reaches down and intertwines your hand with his as the both of you walk into his room. You childishly run up and jump onto his bed, he follows jumping on top of you playfully, careful not to hurt you.

“Noah! Get off of me!” You say in between laughs, trying to knock him off. He stands his ground, wrapping his arms around you so you can’t use them in your attempts. Eventually, you stop, out of breath. Only then he sits up, releasing you from being trapped underneath him, and lifts his arms up in celebration. 

“I win!” He says laughing, and coming back down to kiss your forehead, “And you are the loser.” 

You just roll your eyes and situate yourself underneath his blankets. You cuddle into them, they are your favorite sheets. Not only are they very comfortable and warm, but they smell like him. And when you sleep in them, your clothes smell like him for the next few days. It comes in very handy when you two are apart. 

Foolish also lays down, pulling you towards him. You rest your head on his chest as he plays gently with the ends of your hair. It’s just hit you both that this is the last night you two are going to spend together before you have to go back home. 

He lives in North Carolina, moving recently to be closer to a lot of his streaming friends. You didn’t mind, you actually supported his decision, knowing it would advance his career. You still live in his home state, Ohio, where you two meet. You’re finishing up school over there at Ohio State so even if you wanted to move in with him, you couldn’t. 

He sighs and squeezes you tightly. The hold is tight but comforting and you can tell that he thinks if he lets go, you might disappear. 

“I go home tomorrow,” you say, cutting through the thick tension in the air, “I’m gonna miss you a lot.” 

Your voice cracks at your words. You bury your head in his chest, inhaling the scent of his shampoo, hints of salt and pine, that are just him. He moves his hand to the back of your head and hugs you back. “I’m going to miss you too,” He whispers back. He was never the type to get emotional, it didn’t come to him naturally. So you knew that his words were very sincere, it only made you tear up more. 

“But we will see each other again, very soon, even maybe.” You can tell that he is trying to cheer you up, something that he is very good at, but right now it just felt like you were losing him. 

You move your head so that you can look at his face. He frowns at your tear filled eyes, his hands cupping your face and gently rubbing the tears away. 

“I hate this. I hate being apart from you. I feel like because of how famous you are you’re going to meet some hot gamer girl and leave me or something.” Your words blurt out before you can even process them. Foolish just lets out a boisterous laugh and shakes his head. “Why are you laughing?” You say, crossing your arms and sitting up. 

“Dude,” He says during a break of laughing, “that won’t happen. Trust me. I’ve met plenty of those ‘gamer’ girls and none of them, look at me,” he takes his hand and gently lifts your head up, “None of them are even close to you. You are the one that I want, no one else, okay?” 

His tone is one that you have never seen him use before. He wasn’t like this often but when he was, you knew you could believe anything he said. You can’t do anything but nod, words escaping from your brain. 

“I love you and only you” he whispers, leaning his forehead against yours. 

You close your eyes and savor the moment. You have absolutely no idea how you got so lucky. 

[foolishadi]

headcanons about dating foolish? i never see much written for him and he’s literally so adorable

so true, anon, we need more foolish writing🫡

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WHAT ITS LIKE DATING FOOLISH

headcanons :D

foolish is an attractive man, we all know and see that. so, you would have to deal with jokingly fighting with people over him (e.g. punz, quackity, austin. etc.)

he's clingy. idc what people say. this man lovesssss cuddles and hugs

when he's finished streaming he will just walk up to u and either stick his arms out for cuddles

or he'll just fall down on whatever surface ur on and cuddle u

he loves when u play with his hair. it's so soft, and it's very comforting to him

he's had a long day, and just wants sleep? cuddles, and playing with his hair. he'll be asleep in a matter of seconds

he's not too big on pda, save for the occasional hand holding and cheek kisses

but he does enjoy subtly showing you off

always has a grin on his face when ur out together in public

loves getting you in on his streams

even for a second , even just to ask a stupid question chat or someone else asked

his friends love you, you love his friends

jokingly arguing over foolish and just making fun of them in general 🫶

quackity loves flirting with foolish in front of you

foolish adores ur smile

and laigh

he'll do anything to make u laugh or smile

he's the best boyfriend anyone could ask for tbf 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

[foolishadi]

https://twitter.com/strwbrrysapnap/status/1578492313050894337?s=46&t=xFdkcOl77zyOSMv6HWtWFQ

thought you would appreciate this clip 😳😳

oH i LOVE this clip

x

[foolishadi]

Little Things | F.G.

Paring | Foolish_Gamers x fem!reader

WC | 1575

Genre | fluff, loves, angst, long distance relationship

A/N | hello everyone!!! This is my very first fanfic ever about foolish but I rarely saw any so I decided to add to that very small list. This is a short fluff fic but I am planning on writing longer, better, and more interesting fics about foolish in the future. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you like it!!! This fic is inspired by a tweet I saw by @funzobee on twitter.

DIVIDER CREDIT | @angels-aesthetic

“Noah stop moving” you say, grabbing your boyfriend’s face and gently turning it back towards you. Your hands are soft as you run the cotton pad over his face paint covered cheek. He squints again in pain and tries to turn his head away once again. 

“Noah! You’re gonna stay all scaly if you don’t stop moving” He groans at your words but turns his head back towards you so you can finish. The fish scale-like makeup contrasted greatly against his pale skin. He was the one that came up with the idea of him dressing up as Poseidon for halloween, even asking you to do his makeup, and now he's the one complaining about the removal process. 

“I don’t like it” He complains, pouting out his bottom lip. His eyes lock with yours and you smile  softly. He had the most gorgeous brown eyes, his iris’ getting lighter the closer it is to his pupil. Your boyfriend catches you staring and his lips tug into a smirk, “less staring more makeup-removing lets go.” 

He moves closer to you, wrapping your legs around his waist. You were currently sitting on the bathroom counter, the height of it allowing you to reach his face. You roll your eyes at his words and decide to focus on removing the scale makeup instead of his smirk. Your hands gently cup the side of his face, lifting it up and tilting it so that you can better access the makeup on his cheek. His eyes stay trained on you, completely enamored with the way you bite on your tongue in concentration, the way that your hand gently touches his skin. 

Noah leans closely, his hands on either side of you on the counter, holding him up. You can’t help but smile at his proximity, his breath on your skin. He chuckles at how adorable your current position was, focused on cleaning him up. This makes you finally look up, noticing the complete adoration in his eyes as he looks at you. You remove the cotton pad from his face and look at him back. 

“What ya lookin at Mr.Gamers?” You say in a sassy enough tone that you hope to make the situation awkward. It doesn’t work. It only increases his smirk more. 

“Nothing” he says, his smile growing larger by the second. 

You look at him with a raised eyebrow, giving him an “oh really?” expression. He laughs his loud windex laugh at your expression. 

“You’re so cute” he mumbles as one hand comes up to cup your face, the other moving to hold your waist. He leans forward and connects his lips to yours in a soft embrace. 

Your body reacts to the kiss on its own, its own separate mind away from your own. Your eyes close and your body pushes itself towards him as much as possible, closing the small gap of distance between your bodies. Your hands move from his face, down to his arms, holding on tightly to his biceps. His hands fall to your waist, making sure you don’t fall, almost picking you up. You enjoy his touch, honestly it’s your favorite thing in the world. After what seems like hours but couldn’t be more than minutes, you pull away. You’ve never seen your boyfriend smile so wide, even if he was known for his large, loveable smile. You match his smile, biting your lip, a soft blush scattering across your cheeks. 

“What was that for?” You say with a chuckle, your hands moving down his arms to hold his hands in yours. The large difference in size between your guy’s hands always made you laugh. 

“What? Can’t I just kiss my beautiful girlfriend whenever I please?” he says, cocking up an eyebrow in playful suspicion, “I also wanted to rub makeup on your face.” 

He laughs loudly as you turn to see the smeared blue-purple makeup on your cheek. You roll your eyes and playfully push him away (his hold on your waist makes this very difficult). You move the cotton pad to now rub the makeup off of your face now, the smile still on your face. 

“You, Foolish Gamers, are an idiot.” You look at him through the mirror. He still has that cocky, yet very entrancing, smirk on his face. 

He leans down, resting his head on your shoulder and kissing your other, clean, cheek. 

“Yeah maybe, but I’m your idiot.” He whispers in your ear. Your cheeks ignite with a large red at his words. He just chuckles, enjoying the way he makes you feel, kissing your cheek again. 

“But I am going to really need you to speed this up so we can go to bed so I can stream tomorrow.” He says standing up again and grabbing a clean cotton pad and handing it to you. You finish cleaning up the makeup off of both of your faces. He’s patient while you finish up, only making one or two strange comments that you are very used to.

Once you finish you lean over and kiss his nose, “all done darling.” 

He smiles at the name and thanks you. His hands then make their way back to your waist as he helps you off of the counter. Now with your feet on the floor, he’s at least a foot taller than you, you barely making it to his shoulders. Foolish reaches down and intertwines your hand with his as the both of you walk into his room. You childishly run up and jump onto his bed, he follows jumping on top of you playfully, careful not to hurt you.

“Noah! Get off of me!” You say in between laughs, trying to knock him off. He stands his ground, wrapping his arms around you so you can’t use them in your attempts. Eventually, you stop, out of breath. Only then he sits up, releasing you from being trapped underneath him, and lifts his arms up in celebration. 

“I win!” He says laughing, and coming back down to kiss your forehead, “And you are the loser.” 

You just roll your eyes and situate yourself underneath his blankets. You cuddle into them, they are your favorite sheets. Not only are they very comfortable and warm, but they smell like him. And when you sleep in them, your clothes smell like him for the next few days. It comes in very handy when you two are apart. 

Foolish also lays down, pulling you towards him. You rest your head on his chest as he plays gently with the ends of your hair. It’s just hit you both that this is the last night you two are going to spend together before you have to go back home. 

He lives in North Carolina, moving recently to be closer to a lot of his streaming friends. You didn’t mind, you actually supported his decision, knowing it would advance his career. You still live in his home state, Ohio, where you two meet. You’re finishing up school over there at Ohio State so even if you wanted to move in with him, you couldn’t. 

He sighs and squeezes you tightly. The hold is tight but comforting and you can tell that he thinks if he lets go, you might disappear. 

“I go home tomorrow,” you say, cutting through the thick tension in the air, “I’m gonna miss you a lot.” 

Your voice cracks at your words. You bury your head in his chest, inhaling the scent of his shampoo, hints of salt and pine, that are just him. He moves his hand to the back of your head and hugs you back. “I’m going to miss you too,” He whispers back. He was never the type to get emotional, it didn’t come to him naturally. So you knew that his words were very sincere, it only made you tear up more. 

“But we will see each other again, very soon, even maybe.” You can tell that he is trying to cheer you up, something that he is very good at, but right now it just felt like you were losing him. 

You move your head so that you can look at his face. He frowns at your tear filled eyes, his hands cupping your face and gently rubbing the tears away. 

“I hate this. I hate being apart from you. I feel like because of how famous you are you’re going to meet some hot gamer girl and leave me or something.” Your words blurt out before you can even process them. Foolish just lets out a boisterous laugh and shakes his head. “Why are you laughing?” You say, crossing your arms and sitting up. 

“Dude,” He says during a break of laughing, “that won’t happen. Trust me. I’ve met plenty of those ‘gamer’ girls and none of them, look at me,” he takes his hand and gently lifts your head up, “None of them are even close to you. You are the one that I want, no one else, okay?” 

His tone is one that you have never seen him use before. He wasn’t like this often but when he was, you knew you could believe anything he said. You can’t do anything but nod, words escaping from your brain. 

“I love you and only you” he whispers, leaning his forehead against yours. 

You close your eyes and savor the moment. You have absolutely no idea how you got so lucky. 

[foolishadi]

i think i might be in the wrong place to request stuff, but could u do foolish hcs of how he would act if he had a crush on someone?

ur not !! but of course :D

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How Foolish would act if he had a crush on someone

he's so sweet tbf

it's obvious to all his friends that he likes a person

like he's so much more gentle, and always wants to make that person comfortable

he does with his friends, but much much more

he never ever wants this person to stop talking to him

or like, if you don't talk, and only interact a few times each month on Twitter

he probably found you through your streams, if you're a streamer

and he would end stream to watch it

or sit and watch it with his chat

always has a grin on his face around you

he rarely gets flustered, but when you call him something he likes, or whatever, that man is speechless and red faced

rambles to his friends about you

to the point one of them, probably punz, messages you and sets up a stream idea

without telling foolish, of course

wanting to surprise him and have his stream see his genuine reaction to you actually talking to him

like wow

he's gonna be on a few hours long stream, talking to you??

if you're friends, and it's either your birthday or christmas

he will get you a lot

he wants to and enjoys showing you that he cares about you, and i feel like one of his love languages with his crush or partner would be gift giving

but not as much as physical touch it

so he loves and treasures those moments he gets with you

especially if you live in a different state and then it comes to meet ups