#starry facemask

[wordsmithwhumpsandfluff]

Can I please request a concussion story. A bad concussion and a character that just refuses to go to the hospital even though they feel and are soooo sick:)

This took a lil longer than I thought it would🥲.

!emeto warning!

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“Who brought chips?” Eliana asked, shouting so everyone who was scattered around Jordan’s apartment could hear.

“Not me,” Birdie said from across Jordan’s huge living room. “I brought the cookies.”

“I brought the charcuterie board,” Amberlynn shouted from Jordan’s guest room where she was collecting all the pillows and blankets she could. “I brought facemasks, too, by the way.”

“I think Oliver’s bringing chips,” Jordan said, hugging El from behind and kissing her cheek. “But if he’s not, we’re screwed.”

Spirit was in the kitchen, music blaring on her headphones and chopping tomatoes and basil. She was the only one who hadn’t brought anything since they’d all agreed to put her in charge of cooking. The apartment smelled incredible, filled with the scent of the five small pizzas she was making, one for each of them. Except one for Birdie who hated pizza, and Spirit was making pasta for her.

Amberlynn came out of the guest bedroom, carrying a mountain of pillows and blankets to the couch that she couldn’t even see. She was going in the wrong direction, towards the kitchen, and Birdie laughed as she helped to guide the poor girl.

Suddenly, the front door opened and Oliver came in, a few grocery bags in hand. “Hey,” he said, smiling as he went to the kitchen with the bags.

“Did you bring chips?” Eliana asked, walking over to her phone on the coffee table so she could put on some music.

“Yeah,” Oliver answered.

Eliana let out a dramatic sigh, loudly groaning, “Thank God!”

Oliver chuckled. “I’ve got Salt & Vinegar, Cheetos, kettle chips, Doritos, and tortilla chips with salsa.”

Spirit, for the first time since she started cooking, lifted one of her headphones to focus on Oliver. “You brought salsa?” she asked, and Birdie cackled because of all things, it was salsa that got Spirit’s attention.

All the chips were put into bowls, the salsa in a little dip dish, the cookies on a plate, and all of the stuff was put on Jordan’s coffee table along with the charcuterie board. Spirit took the pizzas out of the oven to cool, and the fun began.

Jordan had a hoard of boardgames—they were kind of an obsession of hers—and they played one after the other. Jordan won Monopoly. Spirit won Trouble. The game UNO became intense, and Amberlynn won that one. As for Birdie, she won everything else—Clue, Connect 4, Guess Who, etc…

Oliver and Eliana won nothing, but Eliana was fine with that since she was having fun styling and un-styling her girlfriend’s hair over and over, and Oliver was enjoying himself too much to care about winning or losing.

When they ate the pizzas that Spirit made—and Birdie ate her pasta—they put on The Devil Wears Prada and watched that until the movie ended around midnight.

Facemasks came after that, and all six of them took selfies in the bathroom mirror.

For over an hour, they all just talked about whatever they could think of. Spirit ate more than half of the tortilla chips with salsa—mainly because it was the hot kind of salsa and not the mild kind—and Amberlynn suggested that they should make hot chocolate, even though she ate the most out of all of them.

By two in the morning, Jordan had literally fallen asleep on the living room rug, and instead of waking her up to move her, Eliana just threw a blanket on top of the girl.

“Can I shower first?” Oliver asked, holding his PJs that he’d quickly gotten from his car.

“Go ahead,” Eliana said, focused on painting an elaborate starry design on Amberlynn’s nails.

“Fine with me,” Spirit said, watching Demon Slayer on her phone while Birdie began to also doze off with her head on Spirit’s lap.

Oliver went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel from a closet on his way there.

The music in the living room was still playing. He was quietly singing along to Light Switch by Charlie Puth—the song currently playing—as he stepped into the shower. Jordan had a habit of taking all of the tiny shampoos, conditioners and mini-soaps from hotels, so Oliver was using some of those.

The song in the living room changed, and suddenly TongueTied by Grouplove was playing, and Oliver couldn’t help but bounce on his heels a bit to the beat of the song while mouthing along to the lyrics.

He quickly regretted that decision when, suddenly, he slipped because of the soapy water and fell back, too quick for him to even react. He didn’t even yelp, but he did grunt when his head hit the wall, hard.

He opened his eyes, blinking heavily, and then closed them again. After five minutes or so, he opened them again, confused for a second. There was a ringing in his ears, and he felt dizzy.

He sat up, groaning and planting a hand on the back of his head, massaging the sore spot there. The hot water still rushing over him made the spot sting a bit.

He stayed sitting for a second before he felt steady enough to stand and get out of the shower. He got in his PJs, and left the bathroom, the back of his head still throbbing.

No one mentioned hearing any kind of thud from the bathroom, and Oliver realized they must not have heard it with the music still playing, and he was thankful because he honestly felt a little embarrassed about it.

Birdie was zonked out on the couch, so Spirit showered next. Then El, and then Amber.

Later, Eliana and Amberlynn were playing a round of Connect 4 by themselves, and Spirit was still watching anime when Oliver suddenly felt really exhausted.

He grabbed one of the many pillows and blankets, curled up on a sofa chair, and fell asleep.

— — —

At four in the morning, Oliver woke up with his head pounding. Not just hurting like a headache, but absolutely throbbing!

He groaned, pressing a hand to his temple as he blinked dizzily, trying to remember where he was. Suddenly, he noticed that in the dark room, Spirit was still awake on the couch, on her phone with her headphones on. Everyone else was asleep now.

Oliver uncurled, on the sofa chair, resting his elbows on his knees and clutching his head in his hands. He could feel saliva pooling in his mouth. The floor was swaying beneath him—

“Oliver?”

The voice was too loud.

“You okay?” Spirit asked, her voice actually pretty quiet since everyone else was asleep.

Oliver looked up at her tiredly. “I’m fine,” he whispered, yawning and then wincing when that caused a spike of pain in his head. Then he asked her, “Why’re you still awake?”

She stayed quiet, saying nothing for a minute before shrugging and saying, “Not tired.”

Oliver was in too much pain to notice if there was something off about Spirit’s answer.

Dizzily, he halfheartedly mumbled something about going to the bathroom and stood, only to immediately sway on his feet and almost fall back down. His head felt detached from his body and all too heavy at the same time. . . if that made any sense at all?

Spirit noticed his slight stumble and looked up from her phone, taking out her headphones. She watched as Oliver stumbled weirdly over to the bathroom. But maybe he was just still half-asleep?

Spirit was about to put her headphones back on when she heard Oliver let out a pained yell that startled her. “Oliver?” she asked, her alarmed voice loud enough to have the others stir and to have Birdie groan and blink awake.

Birdie rubbed her eyes and mumbled, “Spirit, why’re you awake?”

Spirit didn’t answer, standing and all but jogging over to the bathroom. The door was open, the light was on, and Oliver wasn’t even all the way inside, curled up on his knees in the doorway with his eyes squeezed shut and his hands clutching his head, fingers pulling at his hair.

“Shit,” Spirit cursed, crouching beside him and putting a hand on his back. “Oliver, what’s wrong?” She wasn’t whispering, and the loudness of her voice caused Oliver to whimper and making his face screw with pain. Tears even began to roll from his eyes, and Spirit had no idea what to do.

Just as she was about to go wake up the others, Oliver gagged, and the force was enough to make the pain double in his head.

“Crap. Okay, let’s go to the toilet,” Spirit said, softening her voice to try and sound comforting, not because she realized that she was being too loud earlier. “Just a few steps.”

Oliver groaned as Spirit made him stand up, taking on almost all of his weight, and brought him over to the toilet.

He hovered over it, eyes still squeezed shut in agony. “Thh’lit,” he murmured quietly, and Spirit had to lean forward a bit to hear him try again and mumble, “The light. . . h-hurts.”

Eyes widening, Spirit stood and quickly turned the lights off. Her eyes adjusted quickly to the dark, and she crouched beside Oliver again. “What’s going on? Is this a migraine or something?” Oliver didn’t get migraines though. Right?

His eyes were still closed, but not squeezed shut so tightly anymore. He didn’t answer though, and he gagged before bringing up a stream of half-digested puke into the toilet, sobbing from the pain that the force of puking brought to his skull.

Spirit’s eyes widened even more. “Shit. Why are you crying, Oliver? What’s wrong?” Spirit wasn’t a soft person, but Oliver was literally the sweetest person alive, and seeing him crying and in pain brought out this very very rare side of Spirit.

“Head. . . hurrrts,” he groaned before gagging again.

“Spirit? What’s going on?”

Spirit turned her head and saw Birdie standing in the doorway, looking confused and stunned.

“Bird,” Spirit, sighed, sounding relieved. “Something’s wrong with Oliver. Wake the others up, and then call Keiko. I don’t know what—”

Suddenly, Oliver threw up again. The sound of liquid hitting liquid made Birdie gag, and Spirit whisper-yelled, “Go!”

Birdie went back to the living room, and Oliver groaned, coughing and spitting up a small stream of bile.

Suddenly, Amberlynn and Eliana came to the bathroom, and Spirit heard Jordan on the phone in the living room.

“What’s going on?” Amberlynn asked, crouching down next to Spirit. “What happened?”

“I don’t know,” Spirit said, rubbing Oliver’s back. “I was awake and he went to the bathroom, and he says that his head—”

Spirit was cut off when Eliana suddenly turned on the lights and the sudden brightness made Oliver cry out in pain, once again clutching his head and squeezing his eyes shut.

“Turn off the fucking light!” Spirit whisper-yelled at Eliana, and the girl quickly shut the light back off, whispering, “sorry sorry sorry!”

Oliver threw up again, chocking on his sick a bit and Spirit thumped his back lightly to help.

“His head hurts,” Spirit said. “I don’t know why though. He doesn’t get migraines, right?”

“I don’t think so,” Amberlynn said, reaching a hand forward to cup Oliver’s forehead. He didn’t have a fever.

Oliver groaned, spitting into the toilet and murmuring, “I don’ffffeel good.”

Jordan came to the bathroom then, her phone still pressed to her ear. “Keiko’s on his way. He asked what’s wrong with him.” Her voice was alarmed and too loud, and Oliver let out a whine, wincing.

“Lower your voice,” Amberlynn said, her voice soft. “He has a headache and he’s throwing up a lot.”

Spirit looked away from Oliver, focusing on Jordan. “Tell Kei that Oliver’s sensitive to light and loud sounds. He’s in a lot of pain.”

Jordan repeated the words to her brother, her voice now quieter. After a second, Jordan said to Spirit, “Kei says to feel through his hair to check if there’s some kind of bump or something.”

Check for a concussion? Spirit was a bit unsure that a concussion would be the case, but she began gently feeling through Oliver’s hair anyway. Lo and behold, she felt a bump on the back of his scalp that made him grimace and whimper when she touched it.

“Shit,” she sighed. “Kei’s right. I think he’s concussed.”

El’s and Amberlynn’s eyes both widened.

“How the hell did he get concussed?” El asked, looking shocked. “He was fine earlier.”

“I don’t know, but that’s not important right now.” Spirit squeezed Oliver’s shoulder. “Are you done?” she asked in a voice that shocked the other girls in the bathroom. Spirit noticed their surprise and her cheeks flushed a bit with embarrassment, but she ignored them and focused on Oliver.

He spat one more time in the toilet before nodding.

“Okay.” Spirit looked at Amberlynn. “Help me get him up.”

Jordan was still talking to Keiko on the phone while they half-dragged Oliver out of the bathroom.

Birdie—not wanting to deal with the puking—had instead helped by bringing some pillows and blankets back to the guest room and setting it up for them to bring Oliver there.

By the time Oliver was lying on the bed, he was almost completely out of it because of the pain.

“Should we take him to the hospital?” Birdie whispered from where she was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling the blankets up to Oliver’s chin and gently rubbing a hand on his forehead. Birdie had naturally cold hands, and her cool skin was a comforting feeling to Oliver.

“Maybe,” Eliana shrugged, sounding unsure.

Oliver frowned. “I don’need a ‘sspital. I’mfffine.”

Spirit scoffed at his slurred disagreement, and Jordan repeated Birdie’s question to Keiko. After a second, she said, “Keiko says that taking him to the hospital would be the best idea. He’ll meet us there.”

“Noooo,” Oliver whined, shifting on the bed. “Mmmm’fine. I’m okay. Jusss’ a lil’dizzy.”

Amberlynn frowned at him. “Oliver, you can barely speak.” She looked at the others. “Should we call an ambulance, or should we just drive him there?”

“I can drive,” Spirit said, leaving the room to grab her keys.

Oliver was pouting while blinking dizzily at his friends. Despite the fact that the world felt like it was spinning and his head was pounding, he didn’t want to go to the hospital. Not for any particular reason other than he just didn’t want to. “I don’nneed t’go to the ‘spital.”

Amberlynn and Jordan got shoes and a jacket on Oliver before trying to get him on his feet again.

He whined as soon as he was upright, knees buckling and almost taking the girls down. His feet were nearly dragging as they took him out of the apartment.

When they got out to the parking lot, Spirit had gotten her car and pulled it up so they didn’t have to walk far.

“Get him lying down in the back,” Spirit instructed. “We can’t all fit in my car. “Jor, you come with us. The rest of you, follow in Amberlynn’s car.”

Spirit’s tone had all of them listening. Once Oliver was in the back seat, Jordan got in the passenger side with Keiko still on the phone. The rest of the girls went straight to Amberlynn’s car since Birdie had grabbed all of their phones, wallets and keys beforehand.

Spirit was a fast but safe driver, and made sure they were going quick while being smooth enough to not rattle Oliver in the back seat.

Jordan looked at Spirit and noticed her grip on the wheel was so tight that her knuckles were pale. “Hey,” Jordan whispered, making Spirit jump slightly; a show of how tense she was. “Everything’s fine,” Jordan assured her.

Spirit nodded, letting out a deep breath. “So much for sleepover night,” she grumbled.

Jordan let out her own sigh before whispering, this time more for her own sake than Spirit’s, “Everything’s fine.”

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Part 2?????

[madgifts]

cute starry pattern with pink stars on bright-pink pleated double layer facemask. If you have to cover your face, do it with a cute stars design mask!

[fandoms--fluff]

Starry Night

Female witch reader x Hope Mikaelson

Summary: You and Hope, your best friend, have a girls night

Warnings: swearing like once

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You and Hope are in her bathroom, her sat on the sink countertop and you're standing between her opened legs, applying the blueberry scented, purple facemask on her. She applied it on your face a couple minutes ago before the two of you swapped places.

"Aaaand...done. You look amazing" you chuckled as you screwed the top back on the container.

"Don't give me all the credit, you look just as gorgeous" she says, turning back to you.

It was silent for a total of one and a half seconds before the both of you burst out laughing.

After the laughing fit, you guys go back into her room and sit at her desk where a box of nail polish sits.

"Which color?" You ask her. Hope digs through the box and pulls out a shiny champagne one.

"Hmm, going to the club later?" You joke, earning yourself a kick to the shin.

"Oh yeah, a bunch of drinks and maybe a one-night stand" Hope jokes back to you.

"Ooh, sounds fun!" You smirk while starting on her left hand's nails.

When you finish painting her nails and let them dry, the timer on her phone goes off, letting you guys know that it's time to take the masks off.

"Time to take these masterpieces off" you pointed to your face as you both walked in the bathroom.

Before Hope can respond you stubbed your toe on the corner of the cabinet under the sink. "Ow, shit that hurt" you exclaim shaking your foot, trying to get the pain to go away.

Hope chuckles, leaning against the sink countertop as you glare daggers at the corner of it.

"Oh shush" you grumble.

"You've gotta admit, it was funny" she half whispers, half laughs to you.

You just stick your tongue out at her while your eyes scrunched up in humor.

After some time, you both finally do actually wash the face masks off, now with really soft skin that smells like blueberries.

"It's been way too long since we've done this" you tell her, plopping down on the bed, laying your head on her chest.

"Definately" she agrees, her hand going to your hair.

"All we need is a beautiful view" you say and create a sparking ball between your hands before pushing it up. It lights up the ceiling of Hope's room with stars and constilations, a beautiful, glittering night sky.

"You've gotten good at that" she says, mesmerized by that night sky in her room.

"Well, if my best friend loves it, of course I'm going to kick it up a bit" you tell her, and she wraps her arms around you tightly. Just like you guys have since you were seven.

No way for anyone to break you guys apart, where one goes, the other follows. It's called the best friend rule that you guys made when you were eleven.

[brisdesignsfromzazzle]

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[summerrainwinterbreeze]

Facemasks

Pairing: Yeonjun x reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Word count: 0.5k

"Jun," you say, face serious, eyes brimmed with impatience, "You gotta pick one. Cucumber melon, or Rose water. We've been at this for ten minutes, it's not that difficult.

Your boyfriend, perfection bent, disagrees with every last fiber of his being. "No, princess, you've got it all wrong. I want cucumber melon on my deathbed but rose water makes my skin feel so smooth." He drags out the word "smooth" with the pout of his lips.

No one knows why the heavens blessed him with such good looks and it softens you for just a bit.

Keyphrase: just a bit. You groan, shifting your crossed legs to ease blood flow as they start to numb. "Just pick one."

Yeonjun sighs, eyeing each facemask packet in your hands with deep longing. "Can't we do both?"

"Don't think it works that way, love." The greatly muscled, devilishly handsome, charismatic man sulks. You stand, pulling him with you and heading for your opened bathroom door and smile, "But I'll see what I can do." Your heart beats vulgarly at your chest when he beams. Four years. Four years and you still swooned.

"Upsie daisie," Yeonjun sings, hands wrapped firmly beneath your thighs, hoisting you on to the countertop, situating himself between your legs, chin on your chest. "You look so pretty."

With your middle and index finger, you push at his forehead. "We're doing facemasks, not flirting."

Another pout, this one accompanied by a hand running up and down your sweatpants clad thighs. He bends to kiss them, a peck to each. "But you look so pretty." Slyly, a finger slips beneath the hem at your ankle, then another, and another, until the material is bunched at your hips. He kisses you again, deep and sensual. "My pretty princess."

You hide your blush with a scold, "Focus, Jun or no mask."

He pauses, starry eyes looking up at you. "Cruel," he says. "Beautiful, cruel, princess."

You thread your fingers through his hair-- slightly damp with whatever the hell he used to get it to look like he was fresh out of the shower -- pulling the strands of obsidian away from his forehead and tying them with a scrunchie. Grabbing a washcloth from the rack beside you, you run it beneath the warm water flowing from the tap and close it before wringing the cloth, rubbing it over Yeonjun's face in small circles. He sags in your hold, moaning words of approval. You tease, "Such a baby."

He says, "Your baby. Always and forever."

You soak and wring the cloth again before hooking your fingers beneath his chin, lifting his head. "We could try something crazy," you say, opening both packets and removing the masks, seaming the gelled sides together, then unsticking them. You place one mask down, applying the other to Yeonjun's smiling face. "There we go."

"You're a genius." He kisses your cheek before returning to your waiting hands, remaining still enough for your nimble fingers to complete their magic.

"And done." You hold a mirror up for him. "Thoughts?"

Carefully, he presses the edges down, turning from left to right to get a better view. "Perfection, princess."

[solarstellarstar]

Through your window

(( From Haru, he's gonna be a stalker- I GUESS LMFAO))

send through your window for my muse’s reaction to your muse climbing through their bedroom window.

[The comfort of her own home, Solar knew she would be shielded from all of the horrors out there. Or so she thought.

[She was in the middle of her skincare routine, with skin patches on her eye bags, a face mask plastered on and even cucumbers on her eyes. Not the best appearance to be caught in despite Haru being the person committing breaking and entering.]

[Gently peeling a cucumber off one eye, she took one peek to investigate whatever that one small noise was. Did one of the plushies fall off her window sill again?]

[But upon being greeted with the sight of someone, someone tall and assumingly a little bit older than her, from the outdoor starry night climbing into her room, it took a few moments for her to stare at them with a perplexed expression before finally being able to register Haru as an intruder.]

"??!"

[Who was this?! Was this one of those berserk, hysterical groupies that wholly believed in this parasocial relationship that the future idol set for herself and her fans? Solar couldn't remember if she saw this guy at school or anywhere else- as she was too terrified to do so.]

[In the midst of her adrenaline rush, Solar grabbed onto whatever was within her reach and then lobbed it at Haru. It was revealed to be a shoe. One block heel in fact. Haru got the opportunity to taste one of Solar's shoes, if it even was able to hit him.]

[It highly was doubtable though, as Solar immediately fell off her bed in her bathrobe and hair towel in a panic. Still with her facemask on, Solar bolted for the door.]

"Hiromi!!!!"

[madgifts]

super cute starry pattern with blue stars on purple violet pleated double layer facemask. If you have to cover your face, do it with a lovely stars design face mask!

[planetjisungie]

starry night-w.kh

characters: vandal! hendery, henderys gf! reader ft. shitty ass police boo we hate police on this tumblr

summary; your boyfriend said he wanted to take you out to show you the starry night but it wasnt what you expected

"what are you doing bub?" you asked, sitting on the sofa with your legs tucked under your arms, cup of hot chocolate in hands. like a child, you had a small moustache of froth and cream sitting on your top lip, matching the childish grin you had plastered on your face.

"im taking you out" hendery looked back at you and chuckled, swiping his thumb over your lip to remove the cream before going back to packing whatever he was holding into a large gym bag. perking your head up, you raised a brow and put your hot chocolate down. "where are we going?" you asked, already standing up to get ready to leave whenever your boyfriend wanted to. hendery’s eyes scanned over your figure, noting your grey trackies and white cami, slightly exposing your midriff. shaking his head, he walked into your room, pulling out a hoodie of his and shoving it over your smaller figure.

"you’ll see" he winked, slinging the bag over his shoulder. he took your hand in his, interlocking your fingers and opening the front door of your apartment, heading out from the apartment block and into the carpark. opening the foor for you, he winked as you slid into the passenger seat before throwing the bag into the boot and climbing into the driver seat. "so where are we going?" you asked again, plugging in your seatbelt and turning to him. again, hendery shrugged. "come onnn, give me a hint" you pouted, folding your arms slightly. chuckling, hendery poked his tongue through his cheek. when you were acting as cute as you were- how could he not tell you?

"we’re going to see the starry night" he had finally said, and you were already imagining the different places he could be taking you. maybe the beach, or a field, or a rooftop or even a hill in a park. however, all of these options slowly left your imaginary check list when hendery turned left, driving into the more abandoned and empty part of town. shifting in your seat, you pulled the sleeves of your boyfriends hoodie past your hands in an attempt to keep you warm, though you weren’t exactly sure that was the reason you had shivers.

parking in an almost empty car park, hendery unbuckled his seatbelt and headed to the back of the car, opening the boot. you followed after, pulling the hood over your head and yanking the drawstrings tighter to keep in the heat. "hendery, i love you very much, but why are we here?" you inquired, shuffling from foot to foot whilst the taller male slung the bag back over his shoulder and shut the boot, grabbing your hand again. "i told you, youre going to see the starry night" he repeated, causing you to be sent back into your flurry of where the fuck he was bringing you.

hendery led you into a space between two stone grey buildings, also providing as half of an alleyway. it was then he let go of your hand, dropping the back and unzipping it, revealing two face masks and a whole load of spray paint. turning towards you, he handed you a facemask and flashed a smile, pulling on his own.

"wait what" you stuttered, slowly putting the elastic around you ears while you looked at your boyfriend in confusion. you werent stupid, obviously you knew you were about to tag the wall, but you were still confused as to why he had told you you were going to see stars.

"just wait and see. go do some art on the other wall, i’ll tap you when im done" hendery sent you a sweet smile and you nodded unsurely, grabbing a can of red spraypaint in one hand and green in the other. you had already heard the rapid sounds of aeresol behind you, so you just inhaled before letting yourself get creative.

you started by drawing random lines which formed into a larger picture the more you sprayed. a giant smile made its way onto your face, the liberating freedom of being able to put your art onto a wall, where no one would know it was you but you and hendery, and the exhilarating possibility of being caught enhancing your adrenaline, fuelling you to keep going. you had barely noticed you were finished until hendery tapped your shoulder, and you took a step back.

you had drawn a widely colourful and detailed sparrow- symbolising hope.

"close your eyes" hendery uttered before rushing to hold his palms over your eyes. awkwardly spinning you to face his wall, he stood behind you, your eyes screw shut.

"and open" he removed his palms and you gasped. in front of you was a slightly more artistic version of ‘The Starry Night’ by Van Gogh, due to the shorter time period is created in. it was utterly gorgeous, and you couldnt draw your eyes away from it. so this is what hendery had meant by telling you where you were going.

before you could make a comment, you heard the blaring of sirens and turned to your boyfriend in a panic, the boy already having the paint back on his back. grabbing your hand, he sprinted off down the opposite end of the alleyway, your adrenaline still pumping through your veins and pushing you to run faster. you heard the shouts of policemen from behind you, but that didnt stop the of you, only running faster and faster, your heart drumming in its place in your chest.

you couldnt help a smile making its way onto your face, even as you both rushed into the car and sped off before the policemen could see either of your faces, driving into the night, down a random motorway. you let out a sigh and a giggle, turning to hendery out of breath. letting out his own chuckle, he turned to you and nudged you slightly with his elbow.

"i told you we’d go see the starry night"

[pretzcl]

— 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒔

GENRE:  ☁︎ fluff | ☂︎ angst | ★ suggestive

LAST UPDATED: 18.8.19

𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑢𝑛 

✉ [2:12 p.m.] ➸ drawing | muse&artist!au  ☁︎

✉ [1:13 a.m.]  ➸ drawing 2.0 | muse&artist!au ☁︎

✉ [10:12 a.m.] ➸ calling... ☁︎

✉ [7:44 p.m.] ➸  torn pages of his notebook ☂︎

✉ [9:44 p.m.] ➸ starry night | soulmate!au  ☁︎

✉ [5:37 p.m.] ➸ studying? kissing ★

✉ [9:04 p.m ] ➸ ballerina!renjun  ☁︎

✉ [9:43 p.m.] ➸ facemasks  ☁︎

✉ [11:27p.m.] ➸ crumpled love letters ☁︎

✉ [4:19 p.m.] ➸ what’s his secret?  ☁︎★

✉ [8:01a.m.] ➸ walk you to school ☁︎

✉ [12:18 a.m.] ➸ black ink | soulmate!au  ☁︎

✉ [11:34 p.m.] ➸ cherry lips ★

𝑗𝑒𝑛𝑜 

✉ [10:34 p.m.] ➸ horror movie  ☁︎

✉ [11:13 p.m.] ➸ no makeup  ☁︎

✉ [9:15 p.m.] ➸ “for a word” ★

✉ [6:23 a.m.] ➸  cheek kisses  ☁︎

✉ [4:17 p.m.] ➸ your hair it’s um ☁︎

✉ [1:59 p.m.] ➸ that should be me  ☁︎

✉ [4:57 p.m.] ➸ baseball player!jeno  ☁︎

✉ [9:16 p.m.] ➸ your laugh | admirer!jeno  ☁︎

✉ [7:59 p.m.] ➸ facemasks  ☁︎

✉ [5:52 p.m.] ➸ it’s wrong but it feels right ☂︎

✉ [8:30 p.m.] ➸ memories  ☂︎

✉ [3:01 a.m.] ➸ cuddling the nightmares away ☁︎

✉ [8:27 a.m.] ➸ it’s an extra good morning ☁︎

ℎ𝑎𝑒𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛 

✉ [2:45 a.m.] ➸ neck kisses ★

✉ [8:18 a.m.] ➸  happy boi  ☁︎

✉ [7:29 p.m.] ➸ sweet lullabies  ☁︎

✉ [12:12 p.m.] ➸ attention seeker  ☁︎

✉ [11:11 a.m.] ➸ passing notes in class  ☁︎

✉ [5:45 p.m.] ➸ candid!  ☁︎

✉ [10:27 p.m.] ➸ poisonous lips ☁︎★

✉ [5:54 p.m.] ➸ blueberry meringue cake ☁︎

✉ [1:52 a.m.] ➸ facetime ☁︎

𝑗𝑎𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛 

✉ [5:24 p.m.] ➸ there’s beautiful and then there’s you | barrista!jaemin  ☁︎

✉ [6:03 p.m.] ➸ cafe date  ☁︎

✉ [5:29 p.m.] ➸ first date  ☁︎

✉ [1:56 p.m.] ➸ who’s the snack?  ☁︎

✉ [6:22 p.m.] ➸ lovestruck  ☁︎

✉ [1:32 a.m.] ➸ sleeping beauty  ☁︎

✉ [3:39 p.m.] ➸ ‘how many today?’  ☁︎

✉ [6:37 a.m.] ➸ pa- pan?  ☁︎

✉ [9:14 p.m.] ➸ marry you  ☁︎

✉ [2:22 p.m.] ➸ “best boyfriend ever”  ☁︎

𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑔

✉ [11:12 a.m.] ➸ distracted in chemistry  ☁︎

✉ [3:11 a.m.] ➸ movie night  ☁︎

𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑙𝑒

✉ [10:01 a.m.] ➸ cafe date  ☁︎

✉ [1:54 p.m.] ➸ online friends  ☁︎

𝑗𝑖𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑔 

✉ [10:46 a.m.] ➸ unfaithful ☂︎

✉[4:32 p.m.] ➸ boba tea  ☁︎

✉[1:59 p.m.] ➸ cheek kisses  ☁︎

✉ [2:17 p.m.] ➸ please leave ☂︎

✉ [4:21 p.m.] ➸ hot sweaty mess  ☁︎

✉ [4:19 p.m] ➸ first kiss  ☁︎

✉ [3:11 p.m.] ➸ hold my hand or i’ll die  ☁︎

✉ [2:11 a.m.] ➸ ding! dong!  ☁︎

✉ [1:01 p.m. ] ➸ peach kisses  ☁︎

✉ [1:28 p.m.] ➸ taking care of you when you’re sick  ☁︎

✉ [7:37 p.m.] ➸ knock! knock!  ☁︎

✉ [4:42 p.m.] ➸ look at all those... jellyfish!  ☁︎

✉ [10:21 a.m.] ➸ got me upside-down  ☁︎

✉ [2:56 p.m.] ➸ daydreamin’  ☁︎

𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑝

✉ [9:03 p.m.] ➸ car ride adventures  ☁︎

✉ [10:43 a.m] ➸ morning tickles ☁︎

✉ [11:03 p.m.] ➸ sleepy cuddles ☁︎

✉ [2:02 a.m.] ➸  tsk. tsk. i told you not to ☁︎

✉ [1:23 p.m.] ➸ first date ☁︎

[lopez-richter-fangirl]

Would you happen to have the pic or pics of Lo flying with her face mask on? Please share 🙏🙏🙏 We Stan a facemasked airplane queen

Only the one from starry with the text over it. I don’t remember when she posted it before that

[ohhgingersnaps]

quarantine tag game, tagged by @ioannemos. thanks for tagging me!!

1. Are you staying home from work/school? yup, but i’m working from home; one of the benefits of being a theoretician is that it’s easy to work remotely lol

2. Who is at home with you? nobody, i live by myself. i did have a foster cat for a bit and i’m probably getting another one in two weeks or so

3. Are you a homebody? eh. i enjoy being at home, but i really need at least some social contact at least a few times a week, and i miss being able to pop out to a coffee shop when i need to change up my work environment

4. Any event you were looking forward to that got canceled? there was a conference in philly that got cancelled. i was supposed to give a talk, and i was really looking forward to showing one of my close friends who didn’t grow up in the US around a Historic City (TM) and showing off my revolutionary war knowledge lol

5. What movies have you been watching recently? my friends and i did a harry potter marathon, and i watched pacific rim this weekend. also watched much ado about nothing (the david tennant and catherine tate version) but idk if that counts as a movie exactly

6. What are you doing for self care? self-care? i’ve never met her. jk i’m making sure to eat at least twice a day, i’ve been staying in touch with friends, and i’ve been trying to set small doable goals for myself at work. and i have a facemask that i use sometimes after a really good day of Getting Work Done as a reward. it makes my face tingly!

7. What shows are you watching? sooo i binged the first two seasons of the marvelous mrs. maisel before stopping, haha. also i just finished NCIS and i’m catching up on b99. I would probably be re-watching doctor who if it were on streaming services (i did buy the waters of mars special though) but in lieu of that, a re-watch of good omens or leverage is probably in my near future

8. What music have you been listening to? weirdly, a lot of chameleon circuit (probably to make up for not being able to binge dr who lol). also delta rae’s new album, and some kb (mostly long live the champion and undefeated). also some 2000s hits throwback playlists oops

9. What books are you reading? life as we knew it (it seemed fitting; a lot of it is weirdly prescient of how people react during a global crisis, especially the line “I’d just as soon the world gets back to normal. But just in case it takes a while, we might as well have toilet paper”), dragon teeth, dead wake, and a lot of fanfic obviously. alias grace and all the light we cannot see are on my reading list after dead wake, but i’m probably going to re-read howl’s moving castle first

tagging @memento-mari-1402, @aerois, @pumpkinpaix, @l3monsoda, @organicgold, @starry-nightengale, @bodhimcbodeface (no pressure if y’all don’t want to!!) and anyone else who would enjoy answering Fun Exciting Quarantine Questions

[trentreznorspussy]

My mom is currently wearing a homemade facemask that looks like velveta, wearing a solid black outfit, and painting her own rendition of van gogh’s starry night so atleast I know where I got my weird ass tastes from

[astrodisiac]

Starry self care #space #selflove #selfcare #freemanmask #futuristic #cosmic #facemask (at Independence, Missouri) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8VMAcfB8nt/?igshid=z8l89fvxhumv

[seungkwanslowqualityenglish]

Boyfriend!Zhengting

Who:Zhu Zhengting

Word Count: 3000 Words

Genre: Fluff / AU

Request: Yes. “ I love your boyfriend!Chengcheng post! If it's okay, may I request for bullet points boyfriend!Zhengting and boyfriend!Xukun please? Thank you!! “ 

I hope you enjoy this.

You first met Zhengting in a cafe.

He was a trainee at this nearby agency, that some trainees often came to before, during, and after practice.

You had been working there a year, yet you must have worked on days he didn’t come in.

Since damn, he was stunning, and took your breath away.

You served their table, seeing three of your usual customers, Zeren, Xinchun, and Wenjun at the table also.

“The regular?” You ask those three, then they all nod.

Once you have it written down, you turn to the newer comer as he gives you his order.

The moment you walk away, and are out of their earshot, Zhengting is questioning the other three.

Asking how they know you and just a slew of other questions, about the beautiful waitress.

You serve them as usual, but find yourself wishing that Zhengting would have stayed a bit longer, as they all leave.

The next day it’s back to the usual three being the only patrons, and you as usual take your break as they walk in.

“Who was that yesterday?” You ask them, as you sit next to Wenjun.

“Zhengting.” Xinchun simply replies.

That then sparks the long conversation about why he hadn’t came by before, because he usually practices during lunch.

How old he is, born in 1996.

And something Wenjun clarified very well, that he is single.

The next time you see him is about two weeks later.

The other three had came in as usual, during those weeks, but Zhengting never came in again.

It wasn’t until one day, Wenjun gives you a paper with a random address, telling you to go there at seven, and to dress nice.

You decide you might as well, thinking maybe Wenjun or Zeren planned something for you.

To say you were shocked to see Zhengting would be an understatement.

Zhengting was honestly just as confused as you were, but then both of your phones buzzed.

It was Wenjun, Zeren, and Xinchun.

The text just said Zhengting likes you, enjoy your date.

You assumed his text said something along the same lines, except with your name instead of Zhengting.

“Really?” Zhengting said, his voice getting sorta high pitched, since he didn’t believe it.

You then nodded your head, looking at him.

“Yeah.” You simply said.

“You like me?” You added, not really believing it since like how could someone like him, like you.

He nodded, and then you realized what was around you.

The others had planned such a cute little picnic for the two of you.

And you both decided to enjoy the date they had planned.

Then a few days later, Zhengting took you on a proper date, and that just started it all.

The Yuehua boys will constantly remind you how if it wasn’t for them, you two wouldn’t be dating, since both were too shy to make a move.

It would honestly be your third date, when Zhengting kisses you.

You were both stargazing, and he was captivated by your beauty, and he kissed you.

You of course, kissed him back.

And there you two were making out while laying on a blanket, under a starry night.

He would always take you a place where you can be alone.

Like stargazing, picnics, sailing, honestly, just anywhere the younger ones can’t find you.

You would go on about seven dates before he asks you to be his girlfriend/boyfriend.

When you say yes, you instantly become like 9 people’s mom/dad.

Like all the Chinese and Korean Yuehua trainees call you that, so just get used to it.

Quanzhe literally has you saved in his phone as mom/dad, you can’t escape it.

They added you into their group chat, and Justin literally put you as mom/dad and whenever you change it, one of the children changes it back.

Don’t tell Zhengting, but Quanzhe and Chengcheng like you more than him.

They’ll constantly ask you to get them food or take them out for food.

You won’t tell the others, and you know Quanzhe won’t either, yet you usually just take him since he’s the least annoying all of them.

Zhengting would take you on a ton of dates, just like even just watching a movie at home, it’s a date to him.

He’ll always treat you also, like you aren’t paying for anything if he’s with you.

He’ll take you out and the children will tag along, and he’ll just pay for you two and tell the rest to pay for their own, unless you ask him to, then he’ll pay for them all.

The younger ones try to get you to take them out for food and stuff, but then when Zhengting gives them that look, they stop.

Zhengting says he sleeps better with you in his arms.

He’ll always wrap his arms around you and hold you close.

Like constantly the big spoon when cuddling.

He just loves holding you in his arms.

He’ll tease you a lot.

He just enjoys watching you get all red and flustered at his comments and compliments.

But he’ll never say anything hurtful.

Yet he’ll completely encourage you roasting the Yuehua boys, especially when they do something they know not to.

He’s just too soft, like really, he needs you to help him keep those children in line.

He’ll always compliment you, not matter how much of a mess you look like.

Like if you want an honest opinion about that outfit, ask Justin or Chengcheng, not Zhengting.

If you are like “Does this make me look fat?” he’s like “No, you look fine.” then you go to Justin and he’s like “You look pregnant/hella fat in that.”

His smile can literally alleviate all your pain.

When he’s sad or mad, you’ll do pretty much anything to see that smile again.

He would do the same to you, if you are mad or sad.

Arguments with him are rare.

He believes you should never go to bed angry.

So he’ll always apologize or talk through it with you, before bed time.

He also believes you shouldn’t say anything you might regret.

So if the argument is getting bad, he’ll just walk out and leave you alone, so he can calm down.

He also believes he should tell you that he loves you at least three times a day, minimum.

Every morning, he wakes you up and tells you he loves you.

Every evening, when he gets home from practice, he tells you he loves you.

Every night, when you go to bed, he tells you he loves you.

He’ll also usually text you a few times during the day letting you know he loves you.

He definitely says I love you first in the relationship.

He just gets to this point he realizes he really does.

He feels like he can’t live without you, and he really really does love you, so he tells you.

From the moment he tells you, he’s constantly reminding you.

Some mornings, if he doesn’t have to wake up early, he’ll wake you up by pecking your face with kisses repeatedly until you wake up.

Then the only way to stop him, is by kissing him.

Which leads to making out, until you both realize you are hungry and should probably get some food.

He’ll attempt to impress you by doing backflips.

It works.

You two always do facemask together, it’s become a sorta ritual for you both.

You’ll always purposely have a whole evening with no schedules, just so you two can have your mask time.

Zhengting will always try to kiss your neck, forgetting about the mask he has on, and so he’ll lift it and start kissing you.

You’re always like “Zhengting your messing up your mask.” but then he’s just like “I’m young, I don’t care.”

He’ll often kiss your neck, that’s pretty much his favorite place to kiss you.

If he’s kissing you, his lips are often on your neck.

At least he’s respectful enough to not leave your neck covered in hickeys, despite how tempted he is to do it.

If he does leave hickeys, it’ll be in places only he gets to see.

The only time he won’t kiss your neck, is when it’s easier to just kiss your lips.

He’ll over come up behind you when you are cooking, and just wrap his arms around you and start kissing your neck as he asks you what you are cooking.

He’ll always be ready to help you cook, if you want his help that is.

Like tells him what to do, and he can do it.

But if you don’t say exactly what he needs to do, he’s no help at all.

You need to tell him like the directions exactly, no add until it feels right, he needs measurements and times, or he’s lost.

He can cook, and he will for cook for you, but he always uses a recipe, until he gets to the point he knows the recipe by heart.

He’ll do cute things like cooking you foods from your native country or cooking you ethnic foods.

He might mess it up a few times, but he’ll keep trying until it taste just like it does back home.

He’ll also call your mom or dad and ask for some recipes he could make for you.

He’ll do cute things like make you breakfast in bed, or on your day off letting you rest and he’ll fix all the food.

If neither of you two feel like cooking, he’ll always be willing to buy you two some take out.

He’ll always pay.

You’ll never pay for anything when he’s around.

If you want to pay you’ll have to do something slick like swap his card for yours.

Or distract him so you can pay.

It’s not that hard to distract him.

Yet, he’ll give you the silent treatment for a good five minutes before giving in and having to tell you he loves you

He’ll take you shopping, but he’s the least helpful person to have around.

He thinks everything looks good on you, so clothing shopping around him isn’t very ideal, unless you are wanting him to pick the item he likes without you trying it on.

He’ll come up behind you when you are waiting in line and just wrap his arms around you and rest his chin on your head.

You two are definitely that couple.

The couple everyone finds annoying, but at the same time wants a relationship like that.

He probably knows your coffee order by heart, and so he can order it perfectly for you.

He probably also knows what foods you don’t like and what foods you love, so he can order food for you and it’s something you’ll like.

He’ll buy you little things like jewelry, specifically necklaces since that way there isn’t a chance it might not fit.

He’ll bring sweaters and shirts of his over to your house, and leave them for you.

If you point them out, he’ll get flustered in telling you that he brought them incase he needs one or something.

Then you are like, you brought them for me didn’t you.

And he’ll just be like, yeah.

So you put one of his sweaters on and he loves it.

Like you wearing his clothing, he loves it.

When you two move in together, he’ll definitely make sure you know his closet is also your closet.

He wouldn’t admit it, but he loves it when he goes home from practice or work and sees you wearing his shirt or sweater.

He will help you in any way you need.

Like you need someone to curl the back of your hair, he can do that.

You need someone to zip up your dress, he can definitely do that.

You need someone to help you clean the house, he can do that.

He can help you with your hair, yet, only simple things.

Like yeah he can help you curl your hair, but only if you show him what to do and all.

He can probably do a simple braid and probably put your hair into a ponytail, but that’s about it, other than being able to brush or comb it out.

He would honestly find it soothing to brush your hair, so he’d do it often.

He would also find it soothing if you ran your hands through his hair.

He can help you do your makeup however.

He does the Yuehua boys makeup, so he can and will definitely do yours.

He’ll honestly also love to watch you as you do your makeup and hair.

He’ll just be so captivated, and amazed as you do it.

He would probably hold you in his lap as you do your makeup.

He would just rest his chin on your shoulder, as you did your makeup, he would tells you that it looks good or he’d prefer another color.

He’ll always ask you if you’ve eaten, and if you haven’t, he’ll get you food.

He would give you the best hugs.

Like he’d just completely wrap himself around you and hold you tight.

He would always ask you about your day, and be completely serious about it.

Like he’s not faking interest, he’s truly interest.

The kind of boyfriend to stay up with you until 3 am, just because you were telling him a long story, or you started talking about something that interest you.

Like even if he knows nothing about it, he’ll listen intently and then read up about it, so he can have some input in it.

The first few times you kiss after you start dating, the kisses are short and sweet.

Mostly, they would just be on your cheeks, nose, and forehead, since he wouldn’t be extremely comfortable with just kissing you on your lips.

Yet, once he gets comfortable kissing your lips, he’ll constantly be kissing you there instead.

His kisses are either short sweet pecks, or they quickly escalate.

He’ll always wrap his arms around you waist and pull you into his lap, when the kisses escalate.

When you two are at the dorms, you’ll just to keep it lowkey, but then you’ll just start making out, ignoring pretty much everyone and everything else, then like Justin will walk in or something and start yelling you ruined his innocent eyes or something.

Yet, when you are at your apartment, Zhengting will literally just pull you down on top of him when you are making out, since he honestly just enjoys the contact.

He’ll also start kissing you when you are in the kitchen trying to cook, you’ll end up against the fridge door, your legs wrapped around his waist, as you two make out.

Yet, more often than not, he’d just pick you up and put you on the counter, and you’d make out there.

He’d be very clingy.

Yet, honestly, you don’t mind since you enjoy the warmth and love you can feel from him.

His hugs are literally the warmest hugs you’ve ever felt.

Like they warm you up when it’s cold, yet at the same time it doesn’t make you overheat when you’re hot.

He would just constantly want to hold you or have you in his lap.

He would total be that boyfriend that has you rest against his chest as he wraps his arms behind you, and will lean his head against your shoulder.

He would especially do this when you read, he would then read what you are reading, read it to you, or ask you to read it to him.

He would also do this if you seem tired, and you two would nap together like this.

He will always try to help you keep your life balanced.

Like if you are working or studying a lot, he’ll make sure you take a break.

Honestly, he would really really feel selfcare is important, so if you aren’t going to care for yourself, he’s gonna care for you.

Like if you are working on an essay or report and you’ve been typing for hours, he’ll just be like “Hey babe, you might want to save that, just incase your laptop goes dead or something.”

And you are like, wow a good suggestion, so you do.

Then once he sees you did it, he’ll close your laptop and pick you up and carry you over to the bed or sofa, whichever is closer, before tossing you down and climbing on top of you, telling you that you need to take a break, as he tickles, if you are a ticklish.

He’d take you to the beach, and probably pick you up and swing you around, before throwing you into the ocean.

If you can’t swim, he’ll teach you how.

Like he’ll spend a whole month, beforehand, teaching you how to swim, then finally take you to the beach when he’s sure you are good enough at swimming.

He’ll also constantly keep his eye on you, ready to pull you out of the ocean if needed.

You’ll probably just run around splashing each other and someone throws seaweed at the other, it was probably Zhengting.

You two will just run around at the beach the whole evening, and as the sun starts to set, you’ll sit down, sharing a blanket, watching the sun set.

It would probably be this moment when he realized he can’t live without you.

Just watching you watch the kaleidoscope of colors, as the sun sets, the light just faintly outlining your face, as you unknownling bask in the beauty of the sunset.

He will fall even deeper in love with you, and as he gazes at you with a look of such love, you realized you truly do have the most perfect boyfriend.

[middleasternthirst]

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