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Fresh-ish Start

I’m Back!! 

For the sake of muse and sanity, I am clearing my inbox and drafts. Please don’t take it personally if I have anything from you that isn’t answered by next week, I just need a new start here. <3

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send “...didn’t know where else to go...”

for your muse to show up at my muses doorstep one night during a thunderstorm, shivering, bleeding & soaking wet.

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Robert had been bidding goodnight to a few villagers as the clouds released the rain. A couple recently wed, the two had come by for a bit of advice on some spiritual matter and the young priest was happy to offer help any way he could. 

After tidying the sacristy, he was ready to retire to his quarters when he heard the light knock at the door. Making his way over quickly, he was surprised to find a girl on the other side, soaked to the bone and shivering. 

“No bother at all, mademoiselle,” he replied with a gentle smile. He wondered what she could have possibly been doing out so late during a storm but quickly pushed the curiosity aside as he stepped aside to let her in. “Please, come in. I’m afraid I don’t have a proper stable, but we’ll find a place for your horse; meanwhile, I have an extra room. You are welcome to stay as long as you need.”

𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 !  𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎: 𝚓𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢

🌹*╱𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐘. an ominous tension echoing through the halls, and darkening the clouds. that evening as preparations for a grand ball are made around them, a prince and princess argue. bitter words exchanged until the younger declares hatred for the older, and promises to leave and never return. with a face hot with tears, a few things are hastily packed and her childhood horse is taken from the stable.

she rode for what felt like hours, hoping to get somewhere before the storm hit. however, the weight of the clouds gave way pelting her and her horse with rain. thunder rumbled and lightening crackled, spooking the steed. unable to ride much longer, juliet stops into the village hoping to seek shelter for the bitter storm.

there is a timid knock on the door of the only house with a light in the window, ❝ e-excuse me ? i — i do not mean to b-bother you s-so late, i — i… ❞ soaked clothes and hair clung to a shivering frame as she plead her case, ❝ —the s-storm, it isn’t particularly good f-for riding and —and my horse i-is too frightened to go on. d-do —do you h-happen to know if t-there is s-somewhere i-i can stay, just — just for the night. ❞

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ray fearon as père robert in beauty and the beast (2017)

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Can’t come to the dash right now, please leave a message at the wall!

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Simple truths to repeat when you’re in a spiritual battle:

God’s got this

The Lord fights for me

Jesus loves me

Not today satan

I am a child of God

He is able

It is finished

His Grace is sufficient

Joy comes in the morning

I am not alone

I am fearfully & wonderfully made

Fear has no grip on me

Christ is enough for me

He has overcome the world

I am a new creation in Christ

Jesus conquered the grave

Sin doesn’t define me, Christ does

Be still & know

God is good

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“BUT TO BE KIND—it is, perhaps, the bloodiest revolution of them all.”

— ink-stained martyrdom; b.e.

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“God has never promised to solve our problems. He has promised to go with us.”

Elisabeth Elliot

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A mind is like a parachute. It doesn’t work if it is not open.

Frank Zappa (via quotemadness)

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― C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

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Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Being willing is not enough; we must do.

Leonardo da Vinci (via writingdotcoffee)

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Things to potentially write up tomorrow: Pere Robert hearing “Barabbas! Barabbas! Give us Barabbas!” in the voices of the crowd during the Mob Song scene

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Send my muse anons about their relationships

Canon ships, non-canon, OTPs you have or OTPs I have. Send them. Make my muse giddy, break my muse, make them laugh or cry. Do your best.