#foolish x y/n

[plutodexay]

Request was Sunshine S/O with Foolish!

He would fucking adore it. I just saw a tiktok about sunshine S/O wanting to be won stuffed animals, he would play for hours winning you as many as you both could carry, yall would have to have to get one of those huge plastic bags and he'd carry it.

He's also a sunshine boyfriend so yall would just be constantly giggly and cuddly with each other.

You'd do his hair in random styles for a laugh and he would do the same to you making you both laugh til your jaws hurt from smiling.

The hand holding while walking down the street would consist of swinging them dramatically and having little code squeezes for big crowds or to talk while with friends.

Being held against his chest while binging your favorite shows, he'd probably tickle the fuck out of you during commercials or at the end of every episode.

[skeleton-bees]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FOOLISH GAMERS. LIKE LITERALLY MY COMFORT STREAMER AND THE MOST FUN TO WATCH, HAPPY 24TH. I HOPE HES HAVING THE VERY BEST DAY. (✋out there gettin old) IM JUST KIDDING HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Now foolish pictures to bless the eyes on this ever so important day

[remediesremedy]

shamelessly just threw some money on pretty boy foolish, and now i’m filled with brainrot of sugar daddy/mommy reader. like foolish can buy his own shit, he’s got enough money for multiple comfortable lifetimes. but he has this person that coddles him, who treats him like a prince, who spends thousands of dollars on him without batting an eye, just to see the flush of his cheeks. This person adores him and would buy him the entire earth if they could, it’s all worth it when foolish gets on his knees, his pretty doe eyes gazing up as he begs to show you how grateful he is. His cock straining in his pants from just wanting to make you feel good, to finally give you something.

it makes you want to buy a whole lot more.

[2braincellslz]

dating cc!foolish and cc!sapnap headcanons? separately, not like a poly relationship

Foolish! My beloved. Even though I know like nothing about him lmao.

Cc!Foolish dating HCs

Foolish x GN!reader

Himboooooooo

He's a sweet boy though.

A single kiss on the cheek or forehead or anywhere and he stops whatever he is doing and asks for more.

He loooooves pet names. Give pet names and being called pet names. He loves pet names.

If you call him by his real name or god forbid his full name, hes instantly like "did I do something wrong? What happened?"

Manz has no clue on how to plan a date. You have to plan them all.

He makes up with his shittoy date planning skills with amazing gift giving skills.

His love language is gift giving, words of affirmation, and physical affection.

He brings in random animals all the time. He once brought in a raccoon. You had to sweep it out.

His favorite dates are gaming dates. He likes to run off and build you something and then drag to to see it.

I love him.

Cc!Sapnap dating hcs

Sapnap x gn!reader

He calls you darlin. Sorry not sorry.

He likes to cuddle. When you guys do cuddle he liked to send you tik toks even though you guys are on top of eachother.

He likes to cary you around. You are his royalty.

He also like to feed you. He will silently press a M&M to your lips and wait.

He dose not have a single romantic bone in his body. But we love him. Hes doing great.

He loves dates but like Foolish, he has no idea how to plan one. Hes tried but they are usually just watching movies.

He also loves PDA. Hes a lovely baby.

He'll come running to you like. "BABE!" And show you a video of people petting otter paws.

You two just reference things back and fourth to eachother.

He seems like the kind of guy to like Sam O'nella. He especially likes to references "is that fucking fish jenga!?"

No I will not explain that.

He likes scaring you around the house. Hes always running up behind you and yelling.

He loves pranking with you. George and Dream are never safe.

Has probably gotten sick and instead of telling you like a normal person he goes "babe.... I fuw up..."

Idk man, I'm trying.

[sunshine-on-marz]

could you write cute little things about dating quackity, punz, foolish, and sapnap? (separately, and all cc!)

Bro I’m skipping so many asks and a WIP to write this cause I really want to make it known that I WRITE FOR MORE THAN JUST SBI!!!! So I hope you like this!

Quackity

This man loves you so much

And he makes it known

Did a stream once just to show off the the Minecraft world the two of you had been working on

You know how some couples have a date night schedule to like… idk, go to their favorite restaurant once a month. Then they do that on top of any other dates. Y’all know what I’m talking about?

Y’all do that with gaming.

Atleast once a week the two of you put aside and hour or two where you both put down your phones, lay on the couch, and play video games together.

He gives shoulder kisses

Buys you both matching beanies.

Punz

Definitely calls you his ‘gorgeous baby’

Your anniversary is his phone password

I feel like he’d love doing arts and crafts with you. Just little stuff like origami and painting rocks, but it’s still super sweet

Picks you up like this

Long, long, sweet kisses

Foolish

THE HIMBO!!!!

Takes you to the gym with him and spots you

He loves when you sit on his lap

Quick neck kisses

Dances with you even if there’s no music playing

He builds you pretty statues and other Minecraft stuff

Promise rings!!!

Sapnap

Calls you “darlin’” and “sugar” and “babe”

Cannot shut up about you. “CLAY!! Did you know that y/n did [mundane task]” “ok?” “They’re the best”

(Reluctantly) lets you do his hair

Buys you two matching shoes

Teaches you how to/plays Valorant with you on stream

Wakes you up with breakfast in bed the next morning whenever you have a bad day

——————

EEEEEE I RLLY LIKE THIS!!!!!!

[imagines-babes]

Sleep Well (Foolish)

Hello everyone, sorry for this being ‘late’ but I found out something that is happening in my personal life. So maybe there will be sad story next time. Anyways. Thank you for 87 followers. I do appreciate so so much. This week story is Foolish. The song is sleep well by d4vd. I hope you enjoy.

Foolish_gamers list Masterlist

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Yn

Talking to someone random on the internet can lead to many things. Good or Bad. You never know what is gonna happen. Maybe you are talking to some old guy maybe you are talking to genuine person. Or you are just talking to a boy. No matter what you never know what's on the other side. But with all odd I tried a website to text to a random person. So I took those odds and I texted a name online that is Foolish. He is 24. He from the state of Ohio. He played sports. Nothing else. He never told about work life. I never talked about mine. He never gave me his real name. I used a fake name aswell so I messaged him everyday in the app then gave each other our numbers. Then on the rest was just a guessing game of how we would meet. The message only do so much till he insists on calling me that night. That was more than I needed. The first time we called on the phone. He told me that he will call that night so I stayed by my phone. Trying to ease the anxiety I had with a movie. So I waited a hour passed then another  and another. I just watched the movie not wanting to think of it till my phone rang. It was him. Taking in a breathe answering with an hello. When I heard his voice it wasn't how I imagined it. Not in a bad way I swear. His voice was noice. Honestly I could fall asleep to his words. He spoke clear. With a ramble sometimes. Going off to different subjects then back to the main topic. His laugh is my favorite. When we ended that call looking at phone just giving a smile. The call help me realize how deep in love with him.

After months, he was real. The person I talked to through a phone is real. This will be the first I seen him face to face. Never telling me his name. Never told me how he looked like. He said he was gonna be wearing blue and white lose flannel with black pants. Really hoping for more that that. But also he said he was gonna hold a sign with my name on it. Walking out of the plane I was nervous the more I walk the more it got real for me. Entering the building I found my bags making my way to the front. Looking around for someone matching his description. Within a minute I found him and I was Starstruck. From his hair to his eye to his smile with him holding the sign. All he did was look around and wait for me. This beautiful man was waiting for me. All I did was stare then walked up to him. He watched me walk closer as he started to walk to me with a smile. Standing two steps from each other. 'Hey y/n,' his voice just made me smile as I nod. 'Hey fo-,' he stopped me mid sentence, 'Noah, that my name my real name.'  Giving a smile, 'nice to finally see you Noah.'

After that first time of meeting we would see each other once every two months. We never lost touch. He told me what he does and I would watch him ether from my phone or me getting him the food he order. Passing it to him and I sit in the back. I watch him talk to his chat. Watch him react to videos or him just playing games. All I did would stare at him. Chat would notice it happening and would type it out. I leave before he starts to ask me questions about what they are talking about. More and more I fell for him. It's like those he fell first and she fell harder scenario but it's one sided. Now I'm packing to head back home.

Noah

I wanted her to be mine. I waited to long for Yn not be mine right. When I first heard her talk I was scared she wasn't gonna answer or be upset if I didn't call her so I ended my stream early. I stared at my phone. Waiting for the perfect time to call her. When the time was right I did it. She had such a nice voice. Then I got to meet her few months later. She was prettier than I imagined. Now she's in my house. Helping me most times. Bringing me my food when I stream. Talk with my stream. She doesn't know but I notice her stare when I'm busy. Then notice other people in chat comments on it as I smile. I like her. I want to tell her before she leaves tonight. I wanted to tell her on the first time I saw her at the airport. But I never did. So tonight I will.

Yn

He ended his stream early as I stay in my room to hear a knock as I open the door. He stood there as a dear to headlights as i tilt my head. ‘Yes Noah?’ He blinked as he gave a soft smile. ‘I was wondering if you want to sleep in my room just for tonight because you will leave tomorrow.’ Now I felt the deer in headlights without know I just nod my head. With that he left. I stayed by the door not know what happened till he called my name. I made my way to his room. His room was neat not messy messy or clean clean just neat. Walking towards his bed as he went to the bathroom. Laying on his bed I just watch the ceiling basically hearing what he was doing in the bathroom. I didn’t know what was gonna happen so I laid on my side. Hearing the light switch go off I felt him going under the blanket. ‘This doesn’t have to be weird right?’ He ask, turning off to look at a glimpse of his face. ‘No why would it be weird?’ Feeling him get closer with his hand touching the side of my body. ‘So this is fine?’ I hummed getting closer to feel his body. His heartbeat were quicken as I give a laugh. There was silence between us. This silence was nice. Till he spoke, ‘the sunrise will be beautiful won’t it y/n?’ (I like you and I don’t want you to leave me) . His body started to relax as soon as he said those words. Giving a smile at those words. ‘I wouldn’t miss it anymore Noah.’ (I like you too and I won’t leave)

[milqueandsugar]

I desperately need headcanons for a reader with astraphobia(the phobia of lightning and thunder) and getting comforted!

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready 🏵

Genre: hurt comfort

Warnings: None

| Philza |

He hadn't a clue of your fear before this day, he would never have been able to guess

He's seen you tear beasts limb from limb , slay armies on your own

To say he was dumbfounded at first was an understatement

He had never seen you scared before, worried, shocked, startled yes but never, ever scared

He hardly recognized you

It didn't take long for him to put two and two together and he was by your side in moments

He wraps his big, used to be fluffy, wings around you and covers your ears.

You don't say anything, neither one of you have anything to say anyways

But you sit I each other's company until the down pour becomes a shower, then a drizzle and soon only the run off from the roof could be heard outside

He didn't ask about it, he didn't need to

But from then on, he payed a little closer attention to the skies.

| Foolish |

Foolish liked to fuss with his powers every now and then

It had gotten into a habit when he was young, when training and adapting to his God hood

He never grew out of training however, and he always kept the crackle of lightening in one hand

It was a slow day, the two of you lounging around and patching up the roof, he was really the only one doing the work you were simply enjoying the view

He had hardly registered the rattle of bones before an arrow flew past his head

You had jumped for your sword, having spotted the skeleton stowing away in the waters of your well (gross)

Foolish was faster though, and the sound of a rolling thunder made your hands tremble, even through closed eyes you could see the strike of lightening, feel it shake you like a rag dill as you stumble

Foolish, on a roll this evening had caught you before your knees truly buckled, he cursed and cursed as he brought you too his chest

How could he have forgotten? A moment of instinct made his heart shatter for you, he had ways promised to warn you, how could he be so..so idiotic?

When you had recovered from your fright you'd better give him some reassurance, in his eyes he might as have stabbed you

It takes some time but eventually you both calm, and decide to get back to work, and you too your view, even if he stopped every few minutes to make absolute sure that you were alright

| Niki |

When she heard the thunder her feet started moving before her mind did

Her groceries were long forgotten and you were placed in the forefront of her mind, and her worries

The sight of her bursting through the door was far more frightening then the distant thunder had been so far, but you were happy to have her home none the less

She brings you straight to the basement, out of sight out of mind right?

Niki keeps you busy with everything from board games, baking, reorganizing and sparring to keep you mind from the growing storm outside

If she's good at anything, it's being a distraction, and despite the Goose bumps and the hair on your neck beginning to rise you enjoy your time with her, and of course she with you as well

Together you leave the basement and pick up after the storm, fixing the roof, windows if need be, mopping up from a window you two always seem to forget about and joking all the while

When things begin to come to an end, and exhaustion has claimed you both do you finally remember what had been nagging you all day

"Niki?"

"Mmhmm, sugar?

"What happened to the groceries?"

[sunflowerdaisybee]

Hello! If it's possible can you do a punz/foolish x M/GN reader? Early morning cuddles with them seems really nice for some reason. Your work is amazing btw!

^this, loved it, amazing, 10/10, but you weren’t specific about what exactly you wanted so I kinda just, did whatever? I did CC because you didn’t say CC or C and I did for Punz, Foolish, and Punz and Foolish, because I wasn’t sure if you wanted them separate or together, but not you get both! :]

Pairing: Foolish X Reader | Punz X Reader | Foolish X Reader X Punz

Pronouns: None/gender neutral

[A/n]: Requests are open :]

Foolish:

Waking up next to him is either amazing or really annoying, it depends on how you see it. 

Foolish is a cuddler, the type to wrap himself around you as much as possible and not let go. So if you wake up before him, you might be stuck laying there for a while.

He’s a peaceful sleeper so if you wake up first, then you’ll be greeted by a sweet sight. If he wakes up first, he’ll run his fingers slowly over your arms and legs, tracing slowly over the details of your face and over any part of you he can reach.

If you’re a late sleeper then he’d wait for you to wake up, he doesn’t want you to wake up without him there because he knows he wouldn’t want to wake up without you.

Foolish is a walking heater, which is great during the winter or if you’re just generally cold all the time. He makes getting out of bed that much harder because of his warmth. He holds you close and keeps you feeling loved and warm. Keeping the blanket covered exactly how you like it while also holding you close to him.

Waking up with Foolish is a little warm and stuffy sometimes but it’s also really sweet and loving. Foolish always whispers in the morning to keep from being too loud and will place light kisses to your nose and forehead before getting up.

Over 8.5/10, amazing and sweet and loving but cuddling in the summer might be too much heat lol.

[You hummed at the feeling of Foolish’s fingers dancing over your arms, his fingertips brushing over every speck and spot he could find. You’d often wake to this, Foolish letting his hands wander amongst your limbs, slowly running over all that he could reach, all that he loved.

“Good morning,” his soft, morning voice reached your ears, pulling you from the warm grasp of sleep and into his warm hold instead.]

Punz: 

Waking up next to Punz really depends a lot on you.

Punz is the type to cuddle if you want, but he doesn’t need it. All he needs is to hold your hand or feel your back against his to be able to sleep. He just sleeps better knowing you’re there.

Waking up with him is nice because he usually wakes around the same time as you. Whether it’s earlier or later, your sleeping habits will start to affect his. Either way, he will stay in bed till you get up or will set an alarm to ensure he gets up when you do. 

If he wakes up before you, he’ll lay there till you wake. Muttering to himself about how much he loves you, slowly tracing patterns into your palms. Punz will draw little pictures as he talks about all the dates he wants to take you on and where he wants your future together to go. If he wakes after you he’ll greet you with a kiss on the knuckles and a soft ‘hello’

Punz is the type of guy to lay there, staring lovingly at you while you both talk softly about your plans for the day. Talking about lunch or dinner ideas, what errands you guys have to run today, all simply domestic-type things. He just likes knowing how much time he can spend with you during the day, even if he has you all to himself at night.

He loves waking up at the same time as you, it allows him more time to talk and admire you. Punz enjoys these moments most, where it’s the two of you just living and loving. There’s no worry of other people or any responsibilities, just you, him, and love.

Overall, 9/10. He’s a soft and loving guy who adjusts to your needs. He loves you and would let nothing stand in the way of that.

[“There would be lights strung up here, and over here would be flowers,” the voice of your lover fades in and out as you do, slowly rocking forth between asleep and awake, eyes fluttering as you struggle to open them.

“Hello, love,” a sweet greeting followed by a sweet gesture, a kiss lingering on your knuckles. Punz often woke you up like this, a gentle greeting as he waits for you to become fully conscious.]

Both:

Waking up with both is certainly interesting, you’ve got Foolish who’s holding onto you like his life depends on it, slowly trailing his fingers along you. His fingers lovingly touching over every spot, mark, and scar, nothing but love and adoration in his eyes. But there’s also Punz, who is watching your eyes slowly flutter open, his lips meeting your knuckles as he asks how you slept.

The bed’s a little crowded, warmer than you might prefer, but cozy. Foolish is snuggling up closer to you, tempting you to fall back into the delicate arms of slumber, and Punz is asking you what you’d like for breakfast, what you’ve got to get done today, and a handful of other questions. 

The two men will lay there, holding you and talking to you, about you, anything that comes to mind really. They’ll chat between the two of them if they wake before you, or if one of them is awake with you they’ll chat with you.

When the two wake up before you, they talk about you. They talk about your birthday, anniversaries, anything related to you or your relationships. Occasionally they’ll talk about games or other stuff but you’re their favorite thing to talk about, never gets boring or old or tiring to them. 

If you wake up before Foolish and Punz, you’ll find it impossible to escape. Foolish has, basically, a death grip on you, holding you close to him with his strong, sturdy limbs. Getting out of his grip is damn near impossible, but let’s say for the sake of argument that you did escape. The new problem is getting off the bed. You can’t slide off the bed because you’ll bump into their legs, which will likely wake Punz and have Foolish grabbing at you in his sleep. You can’t climb over Foolish because he’ll just grab you in his sleep, and you can’t climb over Punz because it’ll wake him up. Basically, you’re stuck on the bed till they both wake up, or one wakes up (or you wake him up) to let you out. 

Overall, 10/10. Sweetest boys, they love you so much and just can’t help it. Might be a little hot during warmer days or a little crowded but it’s so comforting and loving that there really isn’t room for complaint.

[“Well, our anniversary is next month. I was thinking,” Punz began to tell Foolish, in detail, about the idea he had for an anniversary date. He had been thinking about it for a little while now but had forgotten to tell Foolish about it until now. Foolish was quick to hush Punz when he noticed you stirring in your sleep, Punz softly tightening his grip on your hand, coaxing you awake. His efforts were well-intended, but with Foolish’s radiant body heat, it was hard to fully awaken, your mind and body wishing to simply dissolve into the mattress and return to the dream world.]

Taglist: @frowniing (if you’d like to be added to my taglist just send an ask or a message letting me know :])

[yettobedetermined7]

Imagine dressing up and being apart of this stream with Karl and Foolish

[disturbed-and-depressed]

Foolish: Talk dirty to me~

Y/n: Inflation is a serious problem and lumber prices are at a high.

Foolish: Wha-

Y/n: The economy is in shambles.

[azalea-mcyt]

i'm screaming and crying rn.

(nsfw content below!)

imagine foolish eating you out whilst you run your fingers through his hair. you can't help but whine as he uses the full length of his tongue against your heat.

he then slips a finger into you and begins curling it inside you. your noises only make him more determined to make you finish.

you do moments later, your body going numb with pleasure. it's safe to say that you'll be doing that again.

[plutodexay]

Foolish fluff!

“You do know I can carry my own bags right” I sighed, looking up at Foolish as he pulled the suitcase away from me without a passing thought, the bright smile never fading even while my own reflected annoyance.

The only response I was given was a slight nod before he continued along his way, making sure I was still trailing behind every few seconds. He was acting like a puppy who had just been given a new toy, any other thoughts lost in his eyes as he walked us out to his car, almost dropping my bag on his feet as he struggled to unlock the car with his keys. Quickly shoving my bags in the trunk he rushed around to the passenger side, tripping halfway on his own feet before catching himself right before his head slammed into the metal door. Picking himself up he grabbed the handle.

“For you M’lady” Foolish would say, or rather attempt to, the words barely breaking through the giggling but with a small bow he managed to hide the face he was making along with it. 

“Why thank you kind Sir” I responded, trying to hide my own laughter as I climbed into the car. Before the door closed I felt a hand brushing against my leg making my eyes shot up at the tall man in front of me, a shy smile on his face as he let go the fabric of my jacket, mumbling about it not getting caught in the door before it quickly closed.

As if he was in a rush Foolish was in the drivers seat before I even turned my head, starting the car in no time before pulling out of the airport. The small smile never leaving his face as we neared his house, not even as I changed the music every twenty seconds in an attempt to find a decent song after the flight. 

Soon we pulled up to the familiar house, the one he’s shown off countless times through facetime and random snapchats. The ambience looking different during the night, but fitting in perfectly with the giddiness radiating off the man next to me. Once again he was like the flash appearing by my door, opening it quickly before grabbing my belongings out of the trunk. 

The moment the door closed behind us the suitcases were forgotten as Foolish’s arms immediately found my waist, pulling me ever so tightly into his chest as he buried his head into my shoulder. 

“Missed you” He mumbled, breath hitting the skin of my neck as he squeezed me once again. “Missed you so much” This time the words were louder as he pulled away, moving his head from my shoulders to resting against my own, forcing me to look into his eyes. They were filled with something that can only be described as love and passion, things he was known for, at least by me. 

“I missed you too” Pressing a small kiss against his lips, the feeling making a small giggle leave him. “Wanna go cuddle?” His face lit up in excitement, kissing me one last time before pulling away with a nod, moving his lips to my knuckles as he pulls me towards his bedroom with a big smile.

“I get to be the big spoon deal?” 

“Deal”

[god1ngs]

i shouldn't forgive you (but it's you)

foolish left you in the ruins of your home years ago. you've forgotten about it up until now, finally face to face with him.

&. c!foolish x gn!reader

word count: 4.1k words

warnings: swearing & arson

bones' note: wrote this in three hours, thought you guys might enjoy :) also my first time writng a full length fic for foolish! i hope i got the characterization right haha

Being in love is dangerous.

You’ve known this since you were a kid. Ever since your first crush, your first love, and your first heartbreak— You knew falling in love meant being forced to deal with the repercussions if something were to go wrong. Therefore, it was easier to guard your heart. You wouldn’t need to worry about the consequences of love if you never found it. You were content with it; not having someone there made your independence grow.

But your loneliness was suffocating.

You tried to convince yourself it wasn’t bothering you. You were fine being alone— You’ve come this far without anyone. Why would you need someone— but you also missed having company. With every day passing day, you felt more and more alone, until you couldn’t convince yourself you were fine being alone.

You wanted someone there. You wanted that feeling of freedom that comes with love. But you were afraid of the negatives. You were too scared to seek anyone out, too afraid of falling in love and it ending in tragedy (everything ends in tragedy, is what you tell yourself). Yet, you long for it. You dream for it. But you’ll never seek it out because of your fear.

So, you continued living your quaint life. You hunted; you fished; you gathered various berries and plants; you hoped for someone to love you; you cooked and cleaned and reorganized your house. It was a fairly small house, one of the smaller houses in your village, so you could redecorate it without moving too many items around. It was small, quaint, and you liked it that way. You were never one for the grand things anyways.

Your schedule was the same every day, one you rinsed and repeated as soon as the sun rose and as soon as it set. Then, a stranger came by your house.

He looked different than everyone in the village. He had to be a newcomer. He had golden skin that might as well have been made out of gold with the way it shined in the sun; emerald green eyes that lit up brilliantly; a robe he wore that fit him well, but also showed off the muscle underneath. You opened the door to his bright grin, arching an eyebrow.

“Hello?”

“Hello!” He responded cheerfully. “I’m new here and, well, you looked pretty welcoming! Was wondering if you could give me the grand ol’ tour of the place?” You had no idea how he could act so cheerful so early, but it made you smile slightly. As for showing him around— you had nothing better to do, so why not?

“Sure. What’s your name?” You asked, watching him beam at the confirmation.

“Foolish! And what may your name be?” Oddly, the name suited him.

“[Name]. It’s very nice to meet you, Foolish.”

“You too! Now, how ‘bout we get to that tour, hm?” He grinned.

You giggled, stepping outside and shutting your door. “Alright. Let’s go, Foolish.”

With that, you gave Foolish a tour of your village. There wasn’t much to show, considering how small the village was and how little people occupied it. There were really only the major buildings you had to show off: The Clinic, Town Hall, and the Blacksmith. Town Hall was where everyone gathered if need be. Although, it hasn’t been used in ages. It was collecting dust more than serving as a meeting place. The Blacksmith was where all the weapons were forged handcrafted by the only man you’ve ever seen handle weapons in the town. You found it weird how he was interested in the Blacksmith of all places but didn’t think too much of it.

However, Foolish’s bright energy made up for the lack of places to show him. He was still curious with everything you showed him, with a smile that hadn’t dimmed the entire time. You don’t think you’ve ever met a happier man in your life. Even you hadn’t smiled the entire time. His happiness was infectious though, occasionally making you grin every time you even looked at him. Maybe he was a wizard.

“And that.” You clapped your hands, turning to Foolish. “Concludes the tour! Hope you enjoyed everything and have a good time living here.” Foolish only seemed to brighten more, thanking you for the tour and going off somewhere. Maybe to build a house or renovate one of the abandoned ones.

A month after Foolish moved in, you had only gotten to know the man more. His cheerfulness wasn’t a onetime thing, instead he was simply happy all the time. You couldn’t wrap your head around how or why, but it was beginning to rub off on you. You’ve laughed harder in a few days with Foolish than you have in the recent months. His bright, happy attitude simply was infectious.

And maybe he was too.

You found yourself wanting to see him every day. He was in your head form the moment you woke up to the second you fell asleep. It was strange to think that, just after a few months of Foolish being here, you were already hopelessly in love with him. But you didn’t want to be. Love meant getting hurt. You didn’t want to be put through that.

But it was Foolish. Foolish who had a smile that could cheer anyone up; Foolish who had a squeaky laugh that was funnier than any joke he told; Foolish who’s shark tail would swing side-to-side every time he was excited; Foolish he couldn’t contain his happiness; Foolish who made you feel more special than anyone else ever has; Foolish who you’re in love with.

And, as you lay there in your bed that night, you come to think that maybe love couldn’t be so bad if it was with Foolish.

So, you set out for him in the morning, hoping to tell him about your feelings. You waited at the spot that you two always sat it: A tree to the east of the village. It was nice and peaceful, and you were happy you began coming there with Foolish. Time passed, and he wasn’t there. Usually, he was there before you, always up bright and early. You never knew why though.

It only took twenty minutes until you realized he wasn’t coming. Had you done something? Maybe you upset him in some way? You tried to rack your brain for anything that you could’ve done, only to come up empty handed. You didn’t remember doing anything wrong anyways. Still, you had to go and see what it was.

Your legs carried you to Foolish’s door as if it was something you had done a thousand times before. And it certainly was.

You knocked at the man’s door, waiting for a response. You didn’t get one. Odd.

“Foolish? Hey, it’s me, [Name]. Are you in there? I was waiting for you at our spot, but you didn’t show, so I got worried. Did I do something? I don’t remember hurting you, but if I did, I’m sorry. Will you please come out?”

No response. You huffed, eyebrows furrowing. You decided to take a peek in the window, standing as high as you could, but you could only see a little bit inside. His bed was made, like it always was, but Foolish was nowhere to be seen. You were worried now. What if something happened to him? What if he was kidnapped? What if—

You slapped yourself in the face. You had to be calm. Foolish was probably out doing something and would be back later today, just as he always was. He’d be back (thought it felt more like a reassurance now).

Hours passed. No signs of Foolish being back. You were growing restless, pacing in your living room, chewing on your hands. You couldn’t stop worrying about him. It was dumb, you know, but you couldn’t stop. You wanted nothing more than his safety.

Your worrying for Foolish was cut short when a scream rang out in the village. You almost thought you didn’t hear it at first, but as soon as you processed what it was, you ran outside. People were running towards you, screaming and panicking, and as you looked past them, you could see why:

Fire. Fire was spreading throughout the village, starting at one of the houses, and continuing to each and every building. You could feel the heat. Frantically, you looked around as to what could’ve caused the fire, while also trying not to get trampled in the onslaught of people. Even if there weren’t many, they were all running out the same way.

Before you could move a muscle, you spotted a figure atop a horse, holding a torch.

Foolish.

He was there. Right in front of you. You were almost happy to see him before the torch in his hand registered in your mind. You almost didn’t want to believe it. How could Foolish— The guy who you gave a tour of the village to, who’s lived here for months— even think about burning the village down? What had happened to him?”

You yelled his name. He was quick to turn around, with one hand holding the horses’ reigns and the other wrapped around the torch. Several emotions flashed across his face, before confusion and anger were set in stone. “What are you still doing here!? Go, run!” He urged you, motioning towards where everyone else was running. You stayed in place.

“Did you burn the village down!?” You yelled instead, watching the surprise flash across his face. Before, again, anger was set in stone. His eyebrows furrowed, and his grip tightened on the torch.

“I did what I had to do, [Name]. Now, go. Before you get hurt.”

With a harsh tug of the reigns, Foolish’s horse was speeding past you, the flame of the torch attaching to whatever it could. You could only watch in confusion and hurt and anger. How dare he burn the village like that? How dare he make you fall in love with him?

A tear fell down your cheek. You sniffed and wiped at it, before running as fast as you could away from your now ruined home. Your home, your love, and your town all gone within a span of minutes. You could almost laugh at it.

You were right. Everything ends in tragedy.

You ran until your legs couldn’t carry you for hours upon hours. Adrenaline still rushed through your system; the only reason you were even standing up right now, honestly. Still, it couldn’t hold you over forever. As it began wearing down, you could feel the ache in your joints, soon wincing with every move. It hurt. And it was all his fault.

With anger seeping into your heart, you passed out in the grass.

When you came to, you were met with a wooden ceiling and a severe wave of pain. You hissed, blinking wearily as to not have your eyes fill with tears. The amount of pain was something you’ve never faced before. You must’ve run longer than you thought you did.

You sat up, groaning. You raised a hand to your head, feeling it throb. You winced, looking around to see where you were; just as you thought, you had no clue. Great.

Squeaking made you sneap your head to the entrance, seeing a boy walk in with a wet towel. He looked surprised that you were awake, before cracking open the door and sticking his head out. "Tommy, they’re awake!” He shouted. While you could hear what you assumed to be Tommy running to the door, you instead focused on the boy in the doorway.

He looked young, probably around eleven or twelve. Red horns poked out from behind his hair, and you could see a horned tail swaying as well. He moved aside for another boy to come in: Tommy. He looked around the same age, with blond hair and bright blue eyes. He turned towards you. “Finally awake, eh?” He asked. You nodded.

The pair walked towards you, the shorter of the two handing you the wet rag. You sighed as you placed it on your forehead, immediate relief flooding through your system. “We found you passed out in the field,” The boy with demon horns explained. “So, we brought you here. Oh! I’m Eryn, and this is¾”

“Tommy! The one and only! All the girls love me, you know?” He cut the other off.

You snickered at him, a fond smile on your face. You’ve always liked kids. Tommy seemed to take mock offense to that, eyebrows furrowing comically and a huff coming from him. “We should’ve left you in the field,” He grumbled. Eryn elbowed him in the side.

“Tommy!”

“What!? We should’ve!”

Eryn gave a final glare, before turning towards you. “What were you doin’ out in the field anyways? Did something happen?” You tried to talk but was only able to cough. Some of the smoke must have gotten in your lungs. You groaned internally. “Oh! Right, here’s some water.” Eryn carefully handed you the water, the two boys watching you gulp it down.

Eryn took the empty cup, handing it to Tommy to refill it. He whined at him having to be the one to do it but walked off anyways. “My…” You trailed off, clearing your throat. “My village was burnt down. Not far from here, I think.” Eryn frowned.

“My village was burnt down recently too. Weird, innit?” You nodded.

“Well, this is Tommy’s village. The people here are nice. You can stay here as long as you’d like if you want. I’ve been staying here too.” He explained, a kind smile on his face. He couldn’t be any older than a preteen, and yet he had apparently had his home burnt down. How was he acting so strong about it? You didn’t have the gall to ask, so you instead opted to answer his question.

“I probably will… if that’s okay, of course.”

He smiled. “Of course. I’ll check with the guy who runs the place, but it should be fine either way.”

Tommy came barging in a second later. “I’ve got your water!”

As time passed, you were able to finally leave your bed. You were accepted as the new member of the small town, and even became more acquainted with Tommy and Eryn. You found out both of them were twelve, but Tommy was older by a few months. He, of course, held this over Eryn any time he could.

You were fond of them. They were like little brothers to you.

Years passed since you first came into the village. Tommy and Eryn were both now fifteen, and you couldn’t be prouder of them for everything they’ve done. They were bright kids who you’d now grown attached to. However, it was when they were fifteen that Tommy would have to decide between a server and his home.

The invite to the server, Dream SMP, was hand delivered by Dream. He had found out where the boy’s village was— How? You had no clue,— and was willing to invite him and one other person. Immediately, he turned to Eryn, hope shining in his bright blue eyes. “This could be a new start for us, man! Think about it! And it’s to the Dream SMP! How fucking sick is that!?”

The Dream SMP was a small server, consisting of a few people, but the people in it were popular as well. George NotFound, Sapnap Halo, and Dream WasTaken were all highly regarded people. They made the server famous by simply being it. Everyone wanted in it, so once you get an invite, you don’t turn it down.

Eryn thought differently though.

He frowned, looking around at the village. “I don’t know. I like it here, Toms. I’ve grown close with them. They’re like family to me now.” He answered, making Tommy gawk at him. “But it’s to the Dream SMP, Eryn! This village will be fine without us. Just please say you’ll go, Eryn?” Tommy tried to do puppy eyes. Eryn simply smiled at him.

“Maybe if I get an invite later on, okay? But, right now, I’m content here.” Eryn looked over at you, then back at Tommy. “But maybe [Name] would like to go.”

Tommy looked over at you. You smiled back at him. “I’m good. I’ll stay here and keep Eryn company.” You could see the relief flash in Eryn’s eyes, despite how he was willing to let you go if you wanted to. Tommy huffed but didn’t press It any further. He didn’t seem mad, just slightly upset. Which was expected.

“Wait!” He suddenly snapped, turning to Dream. “if Eryn ever gets invited to the SMP— Which I’m sure he will after you realize how amazing and awesome he is— then can he use my extra invite?”

Dream seemed to hum in thought. “Sure, kid.”

“I’m not a fuckin’ kid, prick!”

Tommy was set off with his stuff the next morning, bright and early. You and Eryn say goodbye, watching Dream open up a portal for him and Tommy to walk through. The boy gave you and Eryn one last wave, and you could’ve sworn he was tearing up. He would’ve snapped at you if you said anything though, so you merely waved. You could hear Eryn sniffling though. And maybe you were too. Just a little bit.

More than a year had gone by when someone from the Dream SMP came by again.

Neither you nor Eryn were expecting to open the door to see Sapnap. He looked intimidating, with large horns that stuck out from his head and a bright gaze that resembled a flame. He smiled at you two though, holding two slips of paper in his hands.

“Two tickets to the Dream SMP. Just for you guys, per Tommy’s request.”

You and Eryn lit up at the mention of Tommy, hurriedly packing your bags. You were happy to see him again, and you could tell Eryn was too. He missed his best friend, and you missed your pseudo little brother. As Sapnap made the portal, Eryn couldn’t stop bouncing on his heels. “How is he? Toms, I mean.” He asked.

Something came over Sapnap’s face. Sadness, guilt, and sympathy. “He’s… doing okay, I think. He’s been through a lot, but I know he’ll be happy to see you guys.” Worry started churning in your gut. What could he have been through? Hopefully only normal teenager stuff. But you were glad he’d be happy to see you and Eryn.

The Dream SMP was… chaotic, to say the least. Just the look from the spawn made you think about what could’ve happened here. Sapnap gave you guys a short tour, until you guys came up to Tommy’s house. Which was a dirt shack? You and Eryn glanced at each other but made no comment about it. Sapnap knocked on the wooden door.

“Tommy? You in there? I brought some visitors.”

There was shuffling from inside, before a voice that unmistakably belonged to Tommy began shouting. “If you don’t have any of my wives with you, then go away!” Eryn snickered at that, and Sapnap rolled his eyes.

“They’re better than any of your wives, Tommy. Just come on out.”

There was grumbling and more shuffling, before the door swing open to reveal… Tommy?

He looked different. Much different. Not only was he taller than before, his blond hair had grown out, and now had a white streak in it. His once bright eyes looked dull. Scars littered his face, and a blue cardigan covered him up. He looked sickly pale too. You couldn’t dwell on that thought, even if you were sure Eryn was doing the same thing.

“ERYN! [NAME]!” Tommy shouted.

He tackled you and Eryn, unable to contain his excitement. Just like when he was smaller. You and Eryn both laughed, quickly returning the hug. Tommy leaned back, glancing between you and his former best friend, before laughing. “You’re here! Both of you! You guys actually came! Oh, my Prime, it’s been so long!”

“Too long, man!” Eryn laughed.

They were happy. Your pseudo little brothers had reunited, and they were happy.

After the reunion, Tommy began taking you on a tour. “A better tour than a wrong’un like Sapnap could give you,” He had said. The tour was fun, and you were happy to see them so happy, until Tommy suddenly stopped.

“I know who’s builds you guys will enjoy! Let me show you to the best goddamn builder you’ve ever fuckin’ seen.”

Although you and Eryn asked who it was, Tommy said that he’d save who it was for a surprise. He was most likely to be at his house anyways. So, you and Eryn followed Tommy through the Nether, to a different portal. That portal lead you all to a dessert which, as Tommy had said, was packed with wonderous buildings. You and Eryn awed at it, taking a look around for yourselves.

Tommy and Eryn had run off to look at the pyramid, but you stayed behind, looking at the large buildings. Whoever built all of it had amazing skill and too much time on their hands.

After more looking around, you heard footsteps from behind you. Tommy or Eryn, you thought. “This place is great, guys, really—” You turned around.

There, in front of you, was Foolish. Foolish from years ago. You gaped at him, and he gaped at you. “[Name]…?” He let out, taking a step towards you. That same anger from years ago that you had long forgotten came back. And it was boiling.

“Don’t say my name,” You hissed, watching him take a step back. “Don’t even speak to me. Not after what you did to my home. How fucking dare you, Foolish!?” You were yelling now, but you could care less. Years of anger that had settled at the pit of your stomach was rising to the surface now, and you were determined to let Foolish feel your wrath.

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry!?” You laughed. “You should’ve been sorry years ago.”

“I was sorry years ago!” Foolish snapped, his fists clenching. He let out a sigh. “I was sorry. I am sorry. It was supposed to be a heist. And then I got attached to you and it all went wrong. I wasn’t supposed to stay there for that long, or fall in love with you, but I did!”

You stayed silent. Only some words registered for you.

“You fell in love with me?” You murmured.

His eyes softened. “Yes. I’m still in love with you. I’ve thought about you every day.” Carefully, he brings a hand to yours, engulfing it in his warmth like he had years ago. Your hand shook in his grasp, and he placed a kiss to the top of it. Somehow that only made it worse.

Your lip trembled. “How do I know you won’t hurt me again?”

“Because I’ve changed. I promise I have. Let me prove it to you. Please.”

You’re conflicted. You want to forgive him, but you don’t. It’s been years, and holding onto anger isn’t good, you know that, but you can’t help it. Not when you can still hear their screams echo in your ears. Not when you can still feel the smoke in your lungs. Yet, somehow, some part of you wants to forgive him. Why?

Because it’s him. It’s Foolish who used to make you feel like you were on cloud nine; it’s Foolish who made you feel like you put the stars in the sky; it’s Foolish who made you feel special when no one else could; it’s Foolish who made you believe in love; it’s Foolish who you’re still in love with.

And maybe that’s not so bad, as long as it’s with him.

Tentatively, you bit your bottom lip, refusing to meet his gaze. “I don’t…” You hesitate, trailing off, but one look into Foolish’s green eyes and suddenly you feel like you can take on the world (for him). “I think I can forgive you with time. But not now.”

A grin broke across his face. He shouted in glee, abandoning your hand to pick you up instead, spinning you around happily. You squealed and laughed as he did too, his infectious laugher only make you laugh more. He held you close to him, and you can see the old Foolish in him. The one that made you smile until your face hurt and laugh until your stomach hurt. Maybe you could forgive him.

“I’ll prove to you that I’ve changed,” Foolish whispers, still smiling.

You smile back at him. “I’ll be waiting.”

[remediesremedy]

trans masc x murder mystery foolish

-this is the same trans masc boxer reader. this character may end up being a regular and at this point we might have a lot of short fics starring them.

you don’t need to have read the boxer au, but it does give a bit of content to the line about hating each other.

warnings: cum eating, fingering, praise, overstimulation, semi public

the stream was about to begin soon and yet you and foolish were in the bathroom. Seeing him in a suit drove you crazy, and it seemed you dressing up in a tight suit rendered him insane too. When you dragged him into the bathroom and locked the door shut, greedily claiming his lips and admiring because fuck he looked good, it seemed he had no complaints.

You didn’t even need to ask, with ease and eagerness he unzipped your trousers, enamoured with you as always. You wondered how you had once hated this man as he pulled aside your boxers and eased one of his fingers into your wet heat. “couldn’t even wait till after the shoot.” he breathily spoke, “it’s okay, ive got you.” he praised, shushing your whines before they could be let out, another finger sinking into you.

“so good.” you leant your head back, neck exposed and bare, foolish had to restrain himself from leaning forward and marking it. He loved seeing it in bruises, one’s that he made with his mouth or hands, he was addicted to how they looked on you. How they screamed you were owned. His long digits worked quickly, and needy, his thoughts were suddenly empty, only on a mission to make you cum. It didn’t matter that there was a shoot in a matter of minutes, he needed you to cum, to climax over his digits so he could lick them diligently, ingrain your taste to his teeth and mind. “thank you, you take so good care of me.” your breathy sighs enchanted him. He acted like he would die if you didn’t orgasm, porcelain fingers moving to circle your clit in a hurry.

“please, need to you to cum.” Something similiar to a whine escaped his lips, and it was the push you needed, raw hot heat snapping in your stomach, sending you over the edge. Spasms overtook your body and it stunned you how drunk this man could make you, how ravishing he was. Despite not calmed down from the aftershocks, foolish curled his fingers greedily, digging out as much cum as he could before laying it on his tongue appreciatively.

The image of him suckling on his fingers, lapping at the remainders of your pleasure, it morphed into the forefront of your brain. For the entire shoot, any glimpse of him would send that memory sky rocketing to your thoughts, making your thighs slick again.

foolish wasn’t the only slutty one on set that evening

AUTHORS NOTES: we all can agree that foolish in murder mystery provided a lot of brainrot, he really was just a slutty killer it was just peepowow. It feels freeing writing my own representation, like holy shit are you guys just living vicariously through writers all the time? this shit is epic. To any of my readers who are trans masc or trans men, this is for you pookie (and me)

i can’t wait to flood people’s inboxes with more ftm stories

[nikaizkool]

I think Tumblr isn't sending my asks😭

OK IM LOVING THE SMUDGED LIPSTICK ONE THAT BUT WITH FOOLISH😍😭 HES SO FINEEE

He’d literally be so smiley staring at you with heart eyes placing a kiss to your lips, keeping his hand on your cheek pulling you towards him 😍😍😍😍 (he made out with you 😨).

[sunshine-on-marz]

foolish x reader with younger siblings? like they were/are a mother figure to their siblings and they finally introduce them to foolish? it can be hcs or an imagine, up to you! love u, don't overwork yourself!! <333

Omg I love you sm- ugh this ask is so cute and the idea is amazing!!!

Ok I’d like to point out I am an only child and I’m usually the youngest in any sort of sibling like dynamic im in, so I’ll try here but if it sucks im sooooo sorry

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“Babe I’m so sorry if they like- jump on you or something, Sarah is more shy but the boys are really really rowdy” you sigh as you knock on the door of your childhood home. Foolish just kisses your temple and smile “it’ll be fine! I’m sure they’re angels” you took your eyes and hum “mhmm, sure they are” you say sarcastically as your mom opens the door. Noah’s met your parents a few times so he hugs and greets your mom like he always has, then, he sees that you’re already been tackled by children. You’re laughing as you throw one of your brothers, Dylan, over your shoulder while the other, Toby, clings to your leg. You toss Dylan onto the sofa and pick up Toby to do the same to him. You kiss them both on the forehead before hugging your sister and hoisting her up on your hip. “Boys, why don’t you go say hi to Noah?” You say as the two kids run up to your boyfriend. Foolish laughs and crouches down to the boys’ level. “Ok so you’re, Toby” he points to Dylan “and Dylan?” He points to Toby. The boys both bust out laughing as they correct him, but the smile on Foolish’s face tells you that he was joking.

The boys warm up to him rather quick, they like that they have someone new to roughhouse with, and foolish is loving every second of it. But Sarah is a whole new battle. After a few minutes the sweet little girl, decides to be brave. “Can I say hi to him?” She asks you as she points to Noah, you smile at her and silently awe. “Of course you can!” You pick the girl up and walk her over to where Noah was getting water. You tap him to turn around and he does, quickly planting a kiss on your lips before turning his attention to the little girl in your arms. “Hi Sarah” he says to her, she looks to you and you smile. “Tell him what you wanted to say” you encourage her. And she smiles a bit before quietly saying “hi”. Both you and foolish almost melt but he pulls himself together to say “hello!” back. It takes a bit of pushing from you but eventually she’s talking to foolish all on her own. And god does this man love the kids. You talk to your parents while he sits on the floor and plays with toys with them. You take a few (a lot) pictures of him and your siblings.

Later, when you eventually have to leave, the boys are sad, but Sarah cries. You and your parents saw it coming so you immediately scooped her up and started trying to calm her down. “Can I see her?” Noah asks from next to you and the little girl immediately reaches for him, so you hand her over. He bounces her on his side and talks to her, promising to visit again and that he’ll say hi next time you talk to your family on the phone. It only take a few minutes for the girl to be all smiles. It’s practically magic. But once you’re in the car he looks like he deflated. The poor man hasn’t been around that many kids for that long without breaks in a very long time. You laugh and kiss his cheek. He looks at you “they’re angels, I was right” and you just laugh.

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Side note: your mom texts you that the kids didn’t stop talking about seeing foolish again for days

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Oh I love foolish so bad