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tin0ah · 1 month

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tina: i think that trip i was just doing my best to like, get good photos of foolish so he had something to post […] like, you think he had that toothpick in his mouth?! i gave him that. i said put this in your mouth right now! and then i said, stand there! mean mug! haha, what can i say, i’m a director.

#tin0ah.vids #tina #starduo #and right after this she dropped her phone LMFAO 💀 also she looks sooooo gorgeous Oh My God #foolish #foolish gamers #tina kitten #tinakitten #toosh #foosh #tinza

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luminiciant · 7 months

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justgowithitplease · 3 months

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Foolish blurb!

You and foolish were hanging out in his house. Karl had been gone for a couple of hours, leaving you two to entertain yourselves. That's what led to the current situation.

You and Noah lie on his bed, his torso between your legs as his head rests on your chest. His arms are wrapped around you as he stares at the white wall to your right. Golden light from the late afternoon sun streams from the window, filling the room with the color of honey. Theres a desk to the left, past that is a closet. In front of you is a bookshelf with a blue and white dresser next to it.

"I don't wanna get up..." He says with a yawn

"Same..." You respond sleepily, gently running your fingers through his hair

He responds with a soft nuzzle against your chest. He stretches his legs, causing him to shake a little and press his head into your sternum even more. Once he's done with the stretch, he rubs the side of his head against you softly.

You gently scratch his scalp, holding the back of his head in your hands. You rake your fingers from the back of his head to the top of it, making swirls and lines and random patterns.

"Mmm, I love you [Reader]..." He mutters, his eyelashes fluttering as he struggles to keep them open

"Sleepy?" You ask, yawning yourself

He nods, nuzzling against you as he finally lets his eyes close, succumbing to the waves of exhaustion.

#foolish gamers #foolish gamers x reader #foosh #Foolish blurb #blurb

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tsukana · 7 months

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its. the fucking delivery foolish gives "yeah sorry i was just hoping maybe we were both colourblind :/" it is sending me.

#tsu liveblogs #qsmp #qsmp clips #qsmp lb #foosh #philza #foolish gamers #qsmp 9/18/23

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faehrys · 1 year

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i love ems lmao

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foolishadi · 1 year

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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.

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blimpcat · 1 year

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