seen from Malaysia
seen from T1
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Ukraine
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Jordan
vines, hurricane, stars, volcano
Vines: What’s your aesthetic?
“do i have to have one? i guess it would be the 80′s. i like that stuff.”
Hurricane: If you had to save one thing, what would it be?
“my family. i think. i don’t know. this is bullshit.”
Stars: What’s one wish you have?
“that i didn’t fail school and that i could be doing something with my life.”
Volcano: What are you most afraid of?
“myself.”
☎⁇ø@&ツ♀
Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.
Fiona: where are you?? are you still in line? it’s staarrrting!!! gotta turn my phone off but i’ll look out for you <33
Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.
Fiona: MILEZZZ
Fiona: hi
Fiona: is 4am bt i jus want to tell u tht i think ur one of my house bestie
Fiona: pleae stay my frien after this
Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.
Fiona: Ryan ditched me tonight to have a ‘guys night’
Fiona: Not really sure what that implies but if you’re not in on it come watch a scary movie with me and let’s tweet about all the ways that we’re smarter than the protagonist
Send “@” for a SCARED text.
Fiona: Hi, I’m freaking out.
Fiona: So long story short but I guess still kinda long
Fiona: I totally bragged to a bunch of people about how I’m capable of baking a cake. It’s been in the oven for 30 minutes and I’ve only just realized that I forgot the flour. According to the recipe that was a very important ingredient. It’s still in the oven but I don’t want to take it out and actually come face to face with my failure. Please come be my hero and do it for me.
Fiona: No rush, but also please hurry. It might be burning
Send “&” for a LOVING text.
Fiona: WHY ARE YOU STILL FRIENDS WITH ME I’M THE WORST
Fiona: I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING
Fiona: I’ve never told you that I love you. But just know that I do love you
Fiona: Although now I feel like on impulse I ruined our special moment so now I’m gonna find you in person to tell you
Fiona: Btw where are you?
Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.
Fiona: MILES I’VE GOT NEWS
Fiona: Rionafan1 tweeted at me and she said that she’d be willing to step down to number two so that you can be number one
Fiona: Now the fight doesn’t have to happen at all and your perfect face can stay intact
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
Fiona: I think about that talk we had all that time ago often. I just hate it so much that all this time has passed and I feel like nothing in my life has gotten better since that point. It makes me think that this is all there is for me.
81, 78, 58, 55, 83, 84, 37, 18
81: Top 3 lies you were told
It’s not like we’ll get arrested, I’ll always love you, it makes it taste like pineapple
78:Top 3 traditions you have
Peanut butter ice cream at 3am, Giving the twins a kitkat every birthday, working at the soup kitchen every christmas eve
58: Top 3 languages you speak/wish to speak
wish: Norwegian, Korean, Japanese
55: Top 3 things you want to say to someone in your lifetime
Answered previously
83: Top 3 turn ons
neck kisses, hair pulling, teasing
84: Top 3 turn offs
bad breath, weird dirty talk, bad hygiene
37: Top 3 accents to hear
Norwegian, Irish, Australian
18: Top 3 quotes to describe your life
“This is for the times you went through hell so someone else wouldn’t have to.“
“Real friends and real happiness. These are things worth fighting for.”
“I’ve heard the word ‘fear’. I simply choose to believe it doesn’t apply to me.”
♫ △ ❥
send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower
At some point in her night out, a waitress managed to spill a total of eight vodka shots from her tray and onto Fiona and the stench of the alcohol clung to her up until she made it home. As much as she wanted to immediately curl up in her bed and go to sleep once she made it back to the house, she knew that showering was more important than those additional twenty minutes of sleep. Out of a desire to be a good roommate, she decided that if she was gonna shower at 4am, it’d probably be best to do so in one that wasn’t attached to anyone’s room. While she was far from drunk, Fiona definitely wasn’t sober. She blamed that along with the calming sound of the running water for the voice in her head that told her she was totally a good singer. “Clock strikes upon the hour and the sun begins to fade.” The final song of the night had been one of history’s most iconic dance songs and on the ride back to the mansion, she hadn’t been able to get it out of her head. Completely blanking on the lyrics, Fiona skipped to the chorus and proceeded to belt it out. “Oh, I wanna dance with somebody!” The shadow of someone else on the other side of the curtain prompted her to briefly pause and peak out to investigate. A grin lit up her face once she spotted a friend over by the sinks. “Miles! Hey!” Normally she would’ve been much more embarrassed by the situation, but in that moment she didn’t have it in her to care and she disappeared back behind the curtain and continued on with her one-woman show. “I wanna feel the heat with somebody!”
send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours
“Yeah, but you’re a model,” she reasoned, “if anyone can help me put together the perfect outfit, it’s you.” Tugging Miles behind her into the slightly cramped space, Fiona led him to section that she’d dedicated entirely to her dresses. “I’m torn between the red and the black and I need you tell me which one goes best with my heels,” she explained just as it occurred to her that she’d taken the shoes out of the closet hours ago. Leaving him to asses the dresses and crossing back over to the door with intentions of collecting the shoes, Fiona was only met with resistance when she tried to twist the knob. “Okay, so please don’t hate me. But it looks like we’re stuck.”
send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch
The one thing that pulled Fiona out of a dream filled sleep was the realization that it was hot. Instinct and muscle memory were what had caused her sweep a hand down from her chest to push the blankets from her body. Memories of earlier in the night only rushed back to her once her fingers landed in Miles’ blonde locks. That explained why she felt like she was sleeping in a sauna. When the two of them had settled on the couch, she was pretty sure the sun had still been up, but she couldn’t for the life of her recall how that led to them being there now in what was obviously the middle of the night. Despite sleep still weighing heavily on her, Fiona managed to force her eyes open to get at look at him. He slept with his head tucked firmly against her stomach and the faintest trail of drool was visible on her shirt from where his mouth hung just barely open. Her nails lightly scratched against his scalp as the wakefulness drained from her body once again and she quickly forgot why she’d even woken up in the first place as her arm wrapped around his shoulder to pull him in even closer.
□ ☽ ❅ △
□ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them
“Just kick off with your back foot.” Seb instructed as he held the blonde as steady as he could on the board. Taking his hands off him, Seb watched as Miles kicked off, a little shakily but for the most part managing just fine. He smiled as he jogged next to him to keep up, his arms hovering, ready in case something went wrong. He should of known by now that when it came to learning how to skate something would always go wrong, and next thing Miles was tumbling sideways. Reaching out quickly, Seb grabbed onto the blonde to stop him falling but lost his footing and both of them went tumbling to the ground. A small sound escaped as the wind was knocked out of him, but his main concern was the boy who’d landed on top of him. “You alright?” He asked, his hands running over the blonde to make sure he hadn’t been hurt. Flooded with a sense of relief when Miles appeared uninjured, Seb let out a quiet chuckle. “Told you I’d always catch you if you fell.”
☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours
It was eerily quiet in the backseat of the cab as Seb’s head rested in Miles’s lap. He wasn’t sure how the blonde had even gotten there, one moment he’d been in the club with the room spinning around him and the next his ex was helping him into their ride back to the house. Turning so he was laying on his back, Seb looked up at the blonde, his hand reaching up to run his fingers over the face that still played center stage in most of his dreams. “I can’t stop.” He said, a small frown appearing on his face. “I still love you Miles.” He confessed, the alcohol running through his veins making it easier to let it all out. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled, shaking his head and letting his hand drop. “I tried, I tried really hard.” He breathed out, which was the last thing he remembered before passing out.
❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch
Seb let out a yawn as the credits rolled, “did you wan,,,” he trailed off as he looked down at the blonde who’s head had been resting on his shoulder for the last half of the movie and noticed he was already asleep. A fond smile decorated Seb’s face as his arm slowly reached up, finger’s brushing away a few loose blonde strands from Miles’s eyes. It was late and although he probably should of woken the boy up and helped him to bed, instead he laid back onto the couch, bringing the other boy with him until he was resting on his chest. Arms wrapping around him, Seb held him there almost protectively, his hand running up and down his back lightly as he stared up at the roof. Perhaps all the cliches were true, home wasn’t a destination, it was a person.
△ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours
“We did this shit to each other all the time growing up.” Seb told Miles, “he won’t be mad, well, he’ll get over it.” He chuckled, throwing the over sized bag of glitter at the other boy. “Go tip this over his clothes.” He told him, pointing to the closet with a grin on his face. Getting to work on his friend’s bed, his head whipped around quickly as he heard his voice getting closer. “shit.” he cursed, running over to the closet and pushing Miles into it quickly, following after him and closing the door. He out his finger to his lips to signal the need for quiet, hoping Miles could make it out in the darkened room. The blonde’s breath brushed against his skin and it sent shivers throughout Seb’s entire body. Being this close to Miles was dangerous and his hands itched to reach out and touch him. Seb almost let out a yell of celebration as he heard Ryan walk out of his room, he needed to get out of here before he did something stupid. Spinning around awkwardly given their close confides, the English boy grabbed hold of the door knob and pulled, but nothing happened. Letting out a nervous laugh he tried again, but still it didn’t budge. “Uh Miles?” he started, turning his head to look at the blonde over his shoulder. “I think he locked it.”
🍄😪💥🌷🐼
🍄 talk about someone/something you really dislike
I’m sure I’ve talked plenty of those things and people already.
😪 what are you sick of?
People repeatedly trying and failing miserably at relationships.
💥 what are some unpopular opinions that you have?
Coffee is better than tea, the Kardashians are pretty cool, if we’re talking regular and not diet: Pepsi over Coke
🌷 what’s your mbti personality and why do you think it suits you?
I’ve never taken a test to find out.
🐼 if you could meet anyone, who would it be and why?
Kanye. No explanation needed.
did i just see CENGIZ AL entering the Fucked Up! house for the show’s SIXTH SEASON? oh, it’s just AYDIN VIK. he is NINETEEN years old and originally from TVEDESTRAND, NORWAY. they’re seen as THE PHILANTHROPIST of the house, because he is COMPASSIONATE & INTELLIGENT, but also RISK-TAKING & INTOLERANT. (when your fav boy has no self control!!!!)
welcome to the house, AYDIN! a car will pick you up within twenty-four hours
