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I saw [FREYA WOODS] at a coffee shop in [BROOKLYN] today. I forgot how much [SHE] looks like [LILY JAMES]. They are a [TWENTY-NINE] year old [LIVE MUSIC VENUE OWNER] who’s been in NYC for [A MONTH] now. Every time we run into each other, they are always [WARM AND ENTHUSIASTIC] but I’ve heard people say they can also be [FEARFUL AND DETACHED]. [THIS IS ME TRYING BY TAYLOR SWIFT] reminds me of them every time it comes on the radio. @villagestart

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 FULL NAME: Freya Louise Woods NICKNAME(S): Rey (her mother in particular would refer to her as her little ‘Rey’ of sunshine) BIRTHDAY: 28 September, 1992 PLACE OF BIRTH: Norwich, England HEIGHT: 5'7" WEIGHT: 55 kg ZODIAC SIGN: Libra  MBTI: INFP (The Mediator) 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃: Freya was the second born of the Woods children, coming after her older brother Finley, and before her younger sister June. They were young when their father left, presumably deciding that there were more important things in life than the family that he had taken part in creating. And though their mother had grieved his abandonment, she stood fast in her responsibilities as their guardian; doing her best to give the three what she could, when she could. Her love and devotion created a foundation for their little family, and through her example, the three siblings loved and cared for one another the same way she had loved them. Of course, being a single mother was no easy feat, and as intuitive she was, Freya had come to recognise that very early on. Naturally, as the eldest daughter, she felt it her duty to step up and help out, and, being rather like her mother, the skills to do so came easy. Over time, this became an unspoken expectation of her. As a result, Freya missed out on a lot of the usual adolescent shenanigans that others underwent, and headed straight to adulthood, where the cycle continued. Her siblings had ventured off to chase their own pursuits, while she stayed back and did what she perceived as being what others expected of her, even if it equated to her feeling of discontentment.

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘: Freya is a little bit of everything. In fact, she considers herself to be a bit of a chameleon; able to adapt and change depending on the situation. She tends to be good with people, because of this. She is a charmer, her goal in any interaction is to make the other person laugh. If the circumstances allow it, Freya is easy going and can even be impulsive. Friendly as she is, however, she is rather detached (can you blame her?) She is the type of person that would prefer to leave than be left.  

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘: Two lines was all it took to flip Freya’s life upside down. Thankfully, they had been a false indication that she was carrying a child inside of her, but the fear that it implanted in her was real. Not of the pregnancy itself, no. But her willingness to accept it, despite all of the things in life she had yet to experience. A couple of shots later, and a hastily written letter of resignation, and she had been on the next flight out to the Big Apple. After all, what better place was there to find herself, and who better to guide her through it than her big brother?

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“alright, alright –” rhys raised his hands up and shook himself out of the grasp of the bouncer. “i can walk on my own again, thank you.” he gave him a sarcastic smile. the bouncer said nothing to him, and turned to go back into the pub. “jesus fucking christ..–” rhys wiped off the blood on his chin from his busted lip, shook his head and reached for his cigarettes. just as he was lighting one, he noticed someone coming out from inside the pub, and he made eye contact with them. “hey, you were just in there,” he stated, pulling the cigarette away from his lips. “alright, i’ll take brutal honesty right now – did i deserve that?” he asked with a small smile as well as a shrug of his shoulders. @villagestart​

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She had seen the whole ordeal from where she was sitting; the way that he had first tried to diffuse the situation verbally, down to the very last punch that was thrown. It was chivalrous, for sure. Yet, the very person he had stepped in for didn’t even have the decency to thank him.  

Always the person to involve themselves into things that didn’t really concern them, Freya had rushed out after the stranger, who, luckily hadn’t gotten that far. She gave a sympathetic smile as he acknowledged her presence. “No,” came an immediate response, “The guy was a knobhead. If it were me he were being persistent with like that, I’d have socked him in the eye a lot sooner.” As she neared, she couldn’t help but wince at the evidence of the brawl painted upon his face, “You alright, though?

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“Hey!” The movement of her feet beneath her had quickened upon recognising the figure up ahead. It was convenient for them to be running the same course. At least...it had been for Freya, who had been trying and trying to reach out to the other, to no avail. Did it bother her, being ignored and pushed aside? Slightly. But was she going to stop? Most likely not. She was going to make a friend of Sanghee. She was determined to. And though she absolutely loathed running, if it had been the only time she had to spare within her busy schedule, she could make it her thing. “Hey, slow down!” @choisanghee​

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𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 → FREYA & FINLEY

Finley: No you don't 😇

Finley: Woof... mate, that's just not it.

Finley: You reckon he's a serial killer? Should we call 999?

Finley: *911

Finley: Alright, lapse in judgement BUT I do have this brill friend I think you might like.

Freya: Debatable, at this point.

Freya: Well, he has my address now so I guess we're going to find out sooner or later.

Freya: ...Is it your cute doctor friend? I've been waiting for this.

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it wasn’t often reuben stayed past sunrise, let alone to be in the kitchen and making some sort of breakfast (it was a mix of everything he could get his hands on: toast, cereal, yoghurt and orange juice). maybe there was some sort of human bone in his body after all, or perhaps he was starting to realise he was needier than he once believed and could sense that this was beginning to fizzle out so was pulling out all the stops to try and hold on by a thread. “gooood morning!” reuben greeted in a far-too cheerful manner, placing the tray upon her lap before hopping into bed beside her and reaching for a slice of toast (an animal who clearly couldn’t care less about crumbs beneath the duvet). “figured i could make an effort for once,” he explained with a shrug of the shoulders, “see, i can be nice when i want to be.”

Freya had seen many sides of her friend ( if she could even really call him that, he was more Finley’s friend, which arguably made the situation worse ), but she never expected to see a side of him that would put in the effort for such a sweet gesture. It made her stomach twist in such a way that there was no discerning what the feeling meant. Had it been delight? Suspicion? There really was no telling. “You know, I never thought you’d be so cheerful in the morning.” A simple statement, but one that spoke volumes about the relationship they had. Still, she humoured him, shifting to lay back against the headboard, sheet still clinging to her bare chest. “But I’ll take it. You could have done worse things than rummage through my kitchen.” 

Having never found herself in the position to have to make conversation with him under such circumstances, the air of awkwardness that surrounded the pair had been heavy. As if to give reason for the silence, Freya had sipped at the glass of juice, only coming up with a topic of conversation once she got halfway through. And it had been the lamest of them all. “Did you...sleep well?” She wanted to smack herself upside the head as soon as the words had left her mouth. They’d just shagged and that the best she could come up with? Ridiculous. 

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The sight she had opened her eyes to had been surprising, to say the least. She had been accustomed to wake to an empty bed following their late night endeavours; nothing more than crumpled sheets and the open door to her bedroom to assure her that he had, in fact, been present. Though, today, it seemed the male had other plans; one that involved a tray full of food, and a smile too charming to be used in the morning. It had Freya’s brows furrowing before she even lifted her head off of the comfort of her pillow. “...Good morning?” She spoke groggily, tone hesitant and unsure. @reubcn​

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𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 → FREYA AND AUBREY

Aubrey: 😂😂

Aubrey: I am SO sorry he got to me before you ever could 💔💔💔

Freya: /-:

Freya: We don't talk about the greatest tragedy of my life. The wound is too fresh.

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𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 → FREYA AND AUBREY

Aubrey: At least it’s something done out of love and with mostly good intentions ♥️

Aubrey: How many of them were actually kinda cute looking?

Freya: Emphasis on 'mostly' good intentions.

Freya: Look. I'll give him credit where credit's due, none of them have been terrible on the eyes.

Freya: I guess our similarities don't stop with genetics.

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𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 → FREYA & FINLEY

Finley: Out in the alley behind The Albion, obviously.

Finley: What was wrong with the last bloke?!

Freya: I hate you.

Freya: Everything.

Freya: And no, I'm not just being dramatic. You must have been pissed off your face when you met him, he gave me the creeps the second he stepped foot into the restaurant.

Freya: Kept telling me that my hair looked soft enough to put into a pillow as if I would be flattered ???

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Aubrey: Did he totally steal your phone and swipe right and left on all the dating apps for you? 😂

Aubrey: Because that literally used to be me once upon a time 🙋🏻‍♀️

Freya: YES.

Freya: Even worse, he just sets the dates up without me even meeting them first. Last date I went on I tore my dress by sneaking out the bathroom window /-:

Freya: Glad to know I wasn't his only victim, though.

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𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 → FREYA AND AUBREY

Aubrey: I don’t know 😂

Aubrey: I guess he’s really been thinking about the future.

Aubrey: 🙈

Freya: He really loves you, you know?

Freya: You bring out the best in him. Some parts even I haven't seen.

Freya: The only downside is now that he knows that relationships can be good, he now keeps trying to set me up. Help.

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𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 → FREYA & FINLEY

Freya: Okay, this time I'm serious. No more setting me up on these blind dates.

Freya: Where do you find these guys, anyway? They're getting worse each time.

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hello, my loves! i need to get things going for both freya and jude, so consider this an official plotting call. leave a like or a comment for me to come bother you (◡ ‿ ◡ ✿)

[ethanaboutnothing]

Best Songs of 2017

#18 // SZA // “Drew Barrymore”

I get so lonely, I forget what I’m worth / we get so lonely, we pretend that this works

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Headcanon Meme

❤ - What does your muse look forward to in their soulmate? ❥ - How often/easily does your muse get heartbroken? ❣ - What calms your muse down? ღ - Sexuality? ⌚ - Does your muse worry about time? ❅ - Favorite time of the year? ✿ - Does your muse like nature in general? ✞ - Does your muse have any kind of religion? ✍ - Can your muse write? How well? ✎ - Can your muse draw? How well? ☁ - What kind of weather does your muse consider the best? ツ - Can your muse speak any other language other than their main one? ∞ - Does your muse believe in the afterlife? ✺ - Something your muse finds pretty ✆ - What is your muse’s phone gallery filled with? ❦ - What is your muse’s favorite fruit? ❧ - What is your muse’s favorite kind of food? ‽ - Something your muse has problems understanding ☺ - Something that makes your muse happy ☹ - Something that makes your muse sad/upset ✉ - How often does your muse text? ⌨ - How often does your muse use the computer? ♫ - What is your muse’s taste in music? ♯ - Something that gets your muse angry ⋆ - Your muse’s future dream and why ☮ - How much your muse worries about appearance

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@holdeneverett

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Bombard my muse with questions! Anything you would like to know about them, ask!

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@holdeneverett

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van gogh, vermeer, gauguin

famous artists ask

van gogh: where is your go-to positive place when you’re feeling down/sad and what do you usually do?

❝ It’s not necessarily a positive place, but back home when I was upset, I liked to go to the tube. I would hop on a train, and just sit and blast music through my headphones. Watch the world go by without the consequence of time. Sometimes you just have to wallow in it. ❞ 

vermeer: which of your qualities make you a dream girl?

❝ Am I really anybody’s dream girl? I don’t know. But if I had to choose...I guess my ability to bring humour into any situation. ❞

gauguin: what is one thing that reminds you of childhood?

answered here!