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Indefinite Hiatus

After a week’s long and hard though, I am here to say that this blog will be on an indefinite hiatus.

This past break has allowed me to reflect on many issues that I have with the Disney fandom regarding the treatment of villains, negative character development, and the status quo. It has also made me realize exactly how stressful being here, and being a member of the Disney fandom, is for me.

I will never regret the friends I made here, nor the evolution of Helga over the past two and a half years. I love her now as I loved her then, and all of her relationships - romantic, sexual, platonic, familial - mean the world to me.

However, I feel that it is best for me to move on.

My Discord is: Brit#4648 for those who wish to try and keep in contact with me.

Thank you all for the wonderful years. 

-Brit

#⚙‖ 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝕆𝕗 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 (OOC)

[femmelieutenant-a-blog]

Indefinite Hiatus

After a week’s long and hard though, I am here to say that this blog will be on an indefinite hiatus.

This past break has allowed me to reflect on many issues that I have with the Disney fandom regarding the treatment of villains, negative character development, and the status quo. It has also made me realize exactly how stressful being here, and being a member of the Disney fandom, is for me.

I will never regret the friends I made here, nor the evolution of Helga over the past two and a half years. I love her now as I loved her then, and all of her relationships - romantic, sexual, platonic, familial - mean the world to me.

However, I feel that it is best for me to move on.

My Discord is: Brit#4648 for those who wish to try and keep in contact with me.

Thank you all for the wonderful years. 

-Brit

#⚙‖ 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝕆𝕗 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 (OOC)

[femmelieutenant-a-blog]

Indefinite Hiatus

After a week’s long and hard though, I am here to say that this blog will be on an indefinite hiatus.

This past break has allowed me to reflect on many issues that I have with the Disney fandom regarding the treatment of villains, negative character development, and the status quo. It has also made me realize exactly how stressful being here, and being a member of the Disney fandom, is for me.

I will never regret the friends I made here, nor the evolution of Helga over the past two and a half years. I love her now as I loved her then, and all of her relationships - romantic, sexual, platonic, familial - mean the world to me.

However, I feel that it is best for me to move on.

My Discord is: Brit#4648 for those who wish to try and keep in contact with me.

Thank you all for the wonderful years. 

-Brit

#⚙‖ 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝕆𝕗 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 (OOC) #((Reblogging for the super-late crowd)) #((I'll probably give this a few more reblogs tomorrow before finally letting things settle))

[femmelieutenant-a-blog]

Indefinite Hiatus

After a week’s long and hard though, I am here to say that this blog will be on an indefinite hiatus.

This past break has allowed me to reflect on many issues that I have with the Disney fandom regarding the treatment of villains, negative character development, and the status quo. It has also made me realize exactly how stressful being here, and being a member of the Disney fandom, is for me.

I will never regret the friends I made here, nor the evolution of Helga over the past two and a half years. I love her now as I loved her then, and all of her relationships - romantic, sexual, platonic, familial - mean the world to me.

However, I feel that it is best for me to move on.

My Discord is: Brit#4648 for those who wish to try and keep in contact with me.

Thank you all for the wonderful years. 

-Brit

#⚙‖ 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝕆𝕗 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 (OOC)

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A Quick Update

The issue reached a somewhat-steady conclusion earlier than I expected.

However, I do not see myself returning to this blog for a couple days, at least. My schedule is about to get quite busy, and I still have the emotional after-effects of the ordeal to sort through.

Thank you for your time and patience.

-Brit.

#⚙‖ 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝕆𝕗 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 (OOC)

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Alas, I will NOT be back soon

Things on my end have taken a turn for the possible worst. I am not feeling creative. In fact, I am on autopilot. 

I do not want to talk about it. I will not talk about it. 

Simply know that for the foreseeable future, this blog, as well as my others, are on hiatus.

I apologize to everyone who is waiting on me for anything.

-Brit

#⚙‖ 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝕆𝕗 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 (OOC)

[femmelieutenant-a-blog]

War ate a girl and spat out a woman.

Excerpt from Myth Untold // L.H.Z (via lhzthepoet)

#⚙‖ 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕎𝕒𝕤 𝕊𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝔹𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 (Quotes) #⚙‖ 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 (Musings)

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teardownheaven:

Bold he might be thanks to the alcohol, but to disrespect her was beyond him. Her consent didn’t inspire any lewdness in him, nor did he take it as permission to attempt to grab her across the table; he simply looked dark-eyed and pleased by the turn of events.

If he watched her throat closely while she drank, eyes fixed on her pulse and the lines of tendons, at least it was appreciative rather than predatory. 

“Needs be that we retire to yours.” Lexaeus chuckled softly. It would be too much to explain that getting to his would require a trip through an in-between place and the back hallways of a world that should not exist; she’d probably think he was mad if he tried. “If you trust me, that is.” And he would not blame her for a moment if she didn’t. 

“If it please you, a more neutral place could be found I’m sure. Not so comfortable, but suitable all the same.”

        “No need for neutral.” She would be out of the place he took her within twenty-four hours, and it would be as if no one had been there to begin with. Why bother with somewhere else? Her asking had simply been a formality.

        Helga set the empty bottle back on the table and reached into one of the pockets of her coat for the small, worn, brown leather wallet that hid within. To make him pay for something that was her idea would have been just rude.

        Besides, he would be making it up to her later, anyway.

        She pulled a bill from the wallet, checked the denomination with a quick glance, and tucked it beneath the empty glass vessel. Enough to cover, and she did not care to bother with the change.

        “Shall we?” If he was ready to leave, so was she.

#teardownheaven #⚙‖ 𝕐𝕖𝕥 𝕌𝕟𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 (Misc Verse)

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maps-and-dictionaries:

He nodded promptly, swayed by the sense of command in her voice, though he couldn’t help but smile and chuckle some as he was reminded of what tomorrow would bring.

“I just don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep—I’m just so excited!”

Milo could practically vibrate.

But he was glad she enjoyed the coffee. It made him immensely satisfied to do something to make someone happy, even if it was as small as putting on a pot of coffee.

He tapped his fingers on the table in his excitement, grinning from ear to ear, “I just can barely keep it in…”

        “Well, I’d try if I were you. An uneasy stomach at sea is no man’s friend.”

        Helga took a slightly longer drink now that the liquid had started to cool. She had no need to heed the same advice that she had given to Milo. After this, she still had to confer with Lyle. He wanted to know every step of the operation. It made sense; Milo Thatch would be the person to cement their fortunes.

        Milo was kind of a big deal.

        “Just make sure you rest. There won’t be much of that once things get underway, I reckon.”

“to be honest i just need a hug.” @maps-and-dictionaries

        “Well, kid, here’s a thought.” Yes, she did call him kid, even if he had a few years advantage on her. “Get real chummy with Sweet. Or Rameriez. Hell, last I knew, Packard liked them younger. If you can get past the smoke and old perfume. Because you’re not getting it from me.”

#mapsanddictionaries #⚙‖ 𝔹𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝔸𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕤 (Pre-Canon)

[femmelieutenant-a-blog]

be careful for what you wish for

#⚙‖ ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕙𝕪 (Images) #⚙‖ 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 (Musings)

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rogueprinceconsort:

Eugene was about to declare that a good idea, when he locked his eyes with hers and waited it out. Their feelings about her unexpected pregnancy had been so conflicted. So hearing Helga say that she was excited made him jolly.

“Yes!” He squealed “We’ll grab lunch together at this modern snack bar where they have this delicious frozen yogurt and we can sign up for this course. I’m so glad to hear that you’re looking forward to it!” He cuddled her in his arms and sighed contently. “I want you to be happy.”

      Frozen yogurt. Maybe it was because she had already polished off a half of a container of ice cream by herself, but that sounded great. So did chips.

      “I am. I will be.” She gave his cheek a kiss. “Especially once I get the crisps from the cabinet.” Helga smiled and slipped from his grip to go get the newest object of her desires and to put the ice cream away.

      “But... I’m excited. It’s been a while since we had a proper lunch date.”

#rogueprinceconsort #⚙‖ 𝕄𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕟 𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕒 ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕚 (Spy Verse)

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vetusxlupus:

“I’ll be fine, alright? I’m not that delicate.” he was smug about that, it would take more than a simple burn, or exhaustion to take out the big bad wolf. “You need to be more concerned about yourself, this job you’re accepting is no walk in the park. Even for somebody as skilled as you. Cindy can give you a few tips I’m sure, she’s had plenty of experience in the field.”

He could ask for cigarettes, however he chose against it, not wanting to make things more complicated than a visit to the store. His brand wasn’t that easy to come by, aside in a few selective shops. “Don’t bother opening the window, the air in here is no less clean than the smog within the city.”

      “Oh, don’t worry, Sherrif. I’ve got experience as well. How about you give me a chance to prove my worth before handing me off to someone else?” Helga reached into her pocket to make sure that her keys were present before walking past Bigby to her door. “If you leave before I get back, lock up, okay? I’m buckling down on my security around here. Caught someone peeping about a week ago.”

      If it hadn’t been illegal to shoot, she would have tested to see if her peeper was a Fable or a Mundie.

      “You know where to find me. And I’ll probably loiter outside City Hall tomorrow until I see you and can get information on this bitch.”

#vestusxlupus #⚙‖ 𝕎𝕙𝕠 𝕋𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 (Fables AU)

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rogueprinceconsort:

Eugene looked back up at Alexander uncertainly. Ever since the letter he ran into one surprise after another. Hogwarts was great, the wizarding world was great too and so was Helga’s home. He just wished that everyone else would tease him a bit less about it.

“Sounds great!” He blurted out, then he remained quiet again. Helga’s presence was reassuring and he was grateful that she was holding his hand.

Her father gave them a few instructions and then she was already dragging him along again. “U-huh. We visit a couple places and then we get ice cream.” He repeated and nodded. “Got it.”

      “Yeah! It’s nothing bad, promise! You’ll like it!” At least, she hoped he would.

      Helga took a few familiar turns before pulling Eugene into a dirty, hole-in-the-wall pub with all the ease of a regular to the establishment. It was old, dark, smokey, with people sitting around nursing drinks and minding their own business. This was, by all means, not the place for two children.

      Yet, she walked up to the bar, beaming. “Mister Tom!” Helga waved to an older looking man behind the counter. “Hey, Mister Tom!”

      “Well if it isn’t little Sinclair.” The man gave a tired but friendly smile. “School holiday?”

      “Yes, sir! Hey, dad and mum sent me on some errands. Can you open the door?”

      Tom set down the rag he used to clean a perpetually-dirty mug and nodded. “Yeah... but who’s the new kid?”

      “School friend. He’s okay. Staying with us over the break.” That seemed to be a good enough answer for Tom, who motioned for the two kids to follow him into the back of the bar. Helga, of course, dragged Eugene along.

      They stepped out into a back alley, just as dirty and charming as the pub they exited. And then, the older man pulled a wand from his coat and tapped on a pre-set pattern of bricks. The bricks shifted, opening up like a door to reveal a whole road behind them, lined with shops.

      “Thanks, Mister Tom! I’ll tell Dad you said hi!” She waved to the man and pulled Eugen with her into the new world that had been opened up to them. The old man waved, and the wall closed up behind them.

      “Alright. Welcome, Eugene, to Diagon Alley.”

Off to no good

#rogueprinceconsort #⚙‖ 𝕄𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝔸𝕟𝕕 ℂ𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 (Harry Potter Verse)

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rcssian-sniper:

    Makarov smiled softly when he felt gentle hands tugging him down into the bed. Not refuing her touch he began to slowly get comfortable in her embrace and actualy relax for once. 

   Being this touch-starved caused the Russian to drop his guard completely and out of hospitality, he began to place kisses on the small bruises on her neck from last night. Once the Russian heard her question he slowly rose from his position and hovered over her features. 

   “Then we bid farewell and move on…but if you think that’s a possibility then…why don’t we enjoy this honeymoon phase completely” And those words were sealed by a kiss…longer than the one before but with a soft demeanor to them

        So she had an exit. It wasn’t in writing - and the idea of such damn near made her shudder, remembering a certain man’s final taunting phrase - but it was still something. Anything. Though it was hard to express her relief about this as he kissed her.

        Had he even stopped kissing her? Between cheek and lips and neck, it seemed like he had not stopped since she allowed him this close again.

        Did she really mind?

      “Perhaps,” Helga said, breaking the kiss. They did have all day... would she be able to allow him that close within twenty-four hours?

The spy and the sniper closed

#rcssiansniper #⚙‖ 𝕐𝕖𝕥 𝕌𝕟𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 (Misc Verse)

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enchantedravenxmuses:

     ♜~  Jacob raised a brow in approval of her decision, staying silent as he relished in the gentle touch of her forehead against his own letting their situation soak in. He was now engaged. It took twenty years to do it but it happened. Better late than ever he suppose.

     Resting his hands on the curves of her hips, he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips. “If I must.”, he teased, raising a hand to brush his finger against the bottom of her chin. “You know I can’t say no to a good bottle and company.” He kissed her again, lingering this time around before pulling back and raising a curious brow. “So I take it you’ll be settling down here with me then. I admit, I’m quite fond of you but I have no intention of leaving London. At least not until the job’s done.”

      “Be assured, I have no interest in leaving it, either.” Helga let him pull away, breaking the string of kisses, and she reached for her bottle. Yes, this was good. She felt comfortable with this arrangement. For the first time in decades, the idea of staying in one place was actually appealing.

      “I think... my time of wandering the world, job to job, has come to an end. Peacetime does not suit my kind. The world is, at large, not one of battle and war. Altercations are happening behind closed doors and on desks. It’s... not where I belong. But, that’s not a bad thing?” She took a swig. “I mean, if the world hadn’t changed... I wouldn’t be back here, now would I?”

      Helga smiled and offered him the glass lip to take a sip. “So yes, I’m happily settling down.”

#enchantedravenxmuses #⚙‖ 𝕐𝕖𝕥 𝕌𝕟𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 (Misc Verse)

[femmelieutenant-a-blog]

-stares at drafts-

-immediately loses ambition to do them- 

...it’s gonna be one of those nights.

#⚙‖ 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝕆𝕗 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 (OOC)

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OOC Notice

Howdy, friends! It ya pal, Cass! Here’s the thing: my financial situation at work is bad right now. As in, I work 41-½ hours a week and am not getting paid.

Since my employer is doing everything in their power to keep from going under and pay their employees (it’s a couple of small businesses; a long story really) and I LOVE my job, I want to stay there, so I’ve decided to open commissions on the side so I can eat and pay my bills. Here are my skills:

I can draw (paper/pencil sketches–I can show examples when I have more time and make them available on my blog)

I can make music (I can compose something, write a song, and/or sing for your practicing needs! My music skills are great, just keep in mind that I can’t play brass or percussion on my own)

I can sew (cosplay stuff in pattern sizes or custom sizes–I can show examples when I have more time and make them available on my blog)

I don’t have anything set up right now in terms of a medium where I can sell any of these, so if you’re interested, drop me an ask at @extra-snowflake or @namine-constellations or @spellsinger-constellations

Even if you aren’t interested, chances are that you know someone who could be, so please at least signal boost!!!!

#⚙‖ 𝔸𝕟 𝕆𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕊𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 (PSA)