#hey Libby

[oceanicoctoling]

WHAT HAPPENED NEXT?

[bennydwight]

If I stare at this any longer I’m going to start noticing mistakes so have a thing

[ladymiraclewings]

Libby Stein Torres: But Blair, we already know our lines. Blair: Lines? Of COURSE you know your lines! But I don't want to just hear your lines...I want to feel what's in your SOULS!

[imaginejolls]

so far getting a library card has been a major fucking letdown so uh. is the Libby app US-only or do people outside of the US use it?

[yuriwarrior]

Jesse's mom worrying about her daughter's looks, even though the way she reacted is completely normal. instead of comforting her, it's a comment on her looks. it's like she's trying to maintain some distance. God the mommy issues go insane

[naivesilver]

wish I could send you a good ask about an AU of an AU but every single scenario I think of keeps ending up super sad for one reason or another. I'll keep working on that. For now, as a more generic ask, some headcanons about thousand problems AU where the curse doesn't happen? (aka. wish realm!AU) If you fancy it?

DO I FANCY IT, SHE ASKS of course I fancy it!!!!!!! My babies all grown up and Emma flabbergasted!!!!!!!!!! 💗💗💗💗💗

So, to make things clear: the premise is akin to that of the Wish Realm, canon Emma gets stuck there and Regina goes to rescue her, except this time it's not just Pinocchio but the whole gang as adults with *gasp* A JOB? Let's see...

Lampwick survived his ordeals and somehow reconnected with Pinocchio when they were younger, and then after Geppetto died like in canon WR he convinced Pinocchio to travel the land (by boat, if I have my way and he is still raised by dwarves after a fashion) and along the way they picked up the rest of the group where they were scattered around various kingdoms;

technically they're merchants (Eugene is their budget man) but they also end up doing increasingly odder stuff wherever they go. Pierrot is still convinced he can crack it as a renowned musician and will play his lute for money (or to woo people). Twinkle has a sword. Don't question it, she's security detail;

Twinkle btw was raised in Agrabah because Sylvester and Igor thought it would be the safest place and Igor still had family there. She therefore is fluent in multiple languages and dresses more in Eastern fashion, with airy, flowing clothes, bright tones and sometimes headpieces;

while they were swinging by her parts Pierrot def tried to propose marriage to the lady Olympia but rumour has it she has refused EVERY suitor since her teenage years (also her dad isn't impressed by Pierrot's ownings) (also also while they were fucking that up Olympia's sister Coppelia pledged herself to Eugene and still sends him invaluable tips about trading. She's already planning the wedding and he's smitten);

when plot begins they've just docked back home which is why Emma (whose WR memories KNOW Pinocchio has returned) still suggests they go to him for help. IRL!Robin is still alive so Regina is not trying to drag Wish!Robin along but he still goes with them because he's looking for his young son who disappeared earlier (Lampwick found him. He really said IS NOBODY GONNA CLAIM THIS and rescued this lost child without waiting for an answer);

when reunions ensue Regina is STUNNED because these bitches aren't KIDS anymore, Roland has gained four new uncles and an auntie (Robin and Lampwick had a very disgruntled conversation but the baby was eating honey sweets the whole time he doesn't give a shit), and they all had to make a hasty escape by sea because technically it still looks like they're helping the Evil Queen do shit. Emma lowkey just wants to go home;

(shut up it said 5+ headcanons I can do what I want) Leona isn't dead btw she's super old and just never remarried (: they meet her when they swing by her village port, they think she's quite nice because when they help her carry the product home she tends to offer them fresh pastries;

Daria can be a fairytale lawyer if she wants to. Gatekeep gaslight girlboss. Mignon can be Pierrot's travelling bard rival for the same reason. Hansel and Gretel possibly never came out of that forest. Grace is...getting by (she hasn't seen her dad in decades) (she's older than he was when he left) (sometimes she wonders if he's even alive anymore)

[lizardthelizard]

OUAT has such a genuinely bizarre and fascinating lore sometimes, like...

Dwarves all hatch from eggs, as fully bearded, middle-aged men. They’re cleaned and washed by other, older dwarves, before they’re handed a pickaxe that magically gives them a dumbass name like ‘hairy’ or something.

[byblix]

Who wants a random scene from one of the fics I'm working on? Too bad, you're getting one anyway.

Set in S01E22, "It's About Time." Question: How does Doctor Barbara Lake forget about Mr. Blinky and his clear medical distress? Answer: Insert one punk wizard distraction. Minor injury warning for a cut arm, and mention of getting stitches, but I don't think anything's too graphic, especially not in this tiny snippet of the thing.

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“You know you don't have to be all macho about this,” she said calmly. “If it hurts, tell me. I can't help if I don't know something's wrong.”

“That's not what it is,” Douxie told her. “Trust me. It really isn't that bad.”

She made a noncommittal noise, carefully pulling back the cloth. “Well, looks like the bleeding's stopped, at any rate. Let's get this cleaned and wrapped.”

Douxie stood so he could hold his arm under the running water, and quirked an eyebrow at her. “Still need those stitches?”

Dr. Lake wet another of the cloths and started wiping at his arm, movements steady and gentle as she gave it a more thorough inspection. “Looks like, yeah.” She returned the raised eyebrow. “And I notice you've got a suture kit in this box. You were going to do them yourself, weren't you?”

Douxie bobbed his shoulder in a helpless half-shrug. “Like I said: wouldn't be the first time.” Then he waved his left hand. “And it's not my dominant hand, so messy stitches aren't a worry.”

She pursed her lips at him, but then returned her focus to cleaning his arm. “Don't see any debris. Sit down and hold this while I get ready to stitch you up.” Douxie opened his mouth to protest, but Dr. Lake just looked at him, something in her eyes piercing straight through the centuries to make him feel like an actual teenager again. “Doctor's orders, young man,” she told him, face resolute.

He froze, totally at a loss for a second, then let out a breathy chuckle, shaking his head with amusement. “Alright, alright,” he said, lifting his free hand in a gesture of surrender before dropping back to his seat and holding the cloth in place. He gave her a crooked grin. “Suppose I'll owe you lunch when you come back to take them out?”

“Now you're getting it,” she said wryly, a playful sparkle in her eyes.

[jrueships]

jerma im scared

[liberty-barnes]

do you have to be such a bitch all the time?

no, but I really enjoy it :)

[flamingo--ing]

wait hold on am i weird for always reaching out to people just to say hi or tell them things that remind me of them? i feel like thats not a thing people do.

[rararasputins-dick-mind-control]

i havent gotten an actual physical library book in years. Its hard not to treat it like my own book lmao

[monochromatic-ahhhh]

Lol: You've missed an update of Watch fic (Croak and Punishment) two parts of prolouge in killing game fic, and then first part of chapter 1 of killing game fic.

AIGHT HERE WE GO. part 1 and 2 of chap 1

[rantsintechnicolor]

PSA. Queer Liberation Library

oh hey. hey you. yeah. you should sign up for this. and then you will have access to queer stuff in libby app. do it. even if you are not queer. you walk by queers everyday. they are part of your community and their art is just as good as art from straight people. do yourself a favor and read one book by a queer author this year. if you do it this month, make it a black queer author. and if you got a couple extra bucks, like if you decide to have drip coffee instead of cappuccino, maybe send those extra bucks in the direction of QLL.

thank you kindly for your consideration and enjoy some queer lit through the libby app tomorrow.

[atinylittlepain]

Will Joel and Mama have another kid in the Unexpected universe? 👀👀

well... since everyone's asking...

An Unexpected Addition

dad!joel x f!reader

joel masterlist

warnings | 18+ smut-adjacent, fluffy nonsense, joel gets dunked on by his family but that's nothing new

a/n | unexpected universe, my darling, i will always love writing for you

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“You know Joel’s gonna say no, right?”

“He won’t if you say yes.”

“Ellie.” The girl huffs, her eyes widening in a silent plea that quickly turns vocal.

“Oh c’mon. Look at this face! How could you say no to this face?” At that, Ellie holds up the squirming puppy until she’s nose to nose with him. She has to admit, he is a sweet little thing. The runt of a new litter, which Ellie had explained could not be trained up like the rest of the pack for guard duties due to his size. 

“I had to take him. No one else wanted him! Please, will you please talk to Joel? He’s not gonna say no to you.” She sighs, already feeling herself crumbling at her girl’s pleading.

“Alright, I’ll talk to him–” Ellie gasps, a bright grin across her face, but she’s not done talking.

“But, if we keep this dog, he’s gonna be your responsibility, alright? You’ve gotta feed him, and walk him, and train him up a little. I don’t wanna hear any complaints– he’s gonna be your dog, Ellie bean.” Ellie nods emphatically at that, holding the puppy a little closer in her arms.

“Yes ma’am. You got it! Do you think the old man would be pissed if I named him Joel junior?” 

Lord help them all.

…

Later that night, after getting Libby to sleep, she slips into their bedroom to find Joel already propped up in bed, reading an old paperback. Ellie had kept the puppy out in the garage the rest of the afternoon, promising to keep it under wraps until she talked to Joel.

Here goes nothing. 

“Joel?” 

“Hmm?” He doesn’t even look up, obviously preoccupied with whatever he’s reading. She can’t help the huff she lets out, realizing that she’s going to have to be a whole lot less subtle about this. She pads over to the bed, getting onto the mattress on all fours as she crawls over to her man. Still nothing. 

“Joel?” His eyes barely glance away from his book to her, before settling back on the page he’s on.

“I’m listening, honey. What is it?” He is most definitely not listening with the way he’s squinting at his book, lips parted in a silent mouthing of what he’s reading. She’s going to have to resort to drastic measures. 

“Hey, I was reading that! What’re you–” He cuts himself off, mouth agape as in one fell swoop she plucks the book out of his hands, tossing it aside and straddling his lap, her palms splaying out over his chest. 

“I need to talk to you about something, baby.” Got him. His eyes are wide, broad palms reflexively going to the meat of her thighs, fingers squeezing lightly as he wets his lips.

“What is it, mama?” Her lips crook in a grin, hands trailing up to thread through his hair in the way she knows gets him good and stupid for her. His eyes practically roll back in his head when she tugs lightly at his waves.

“How would you feel about a new addition to the family?” He refocuses on her at that, eyes widening and fingers flexing in their grasp on her.

“A new– to the family?” She smiles, nodding.

“Mmhmm. What do you think about–” Before she can get the rest of her question out, he moves with uncharacteristic speed, flipping them over so she’s laid out underneath him, his hips slotted with hers. He lands a series of sloppy kisses to her lips, leaving her no room to speak as he licks into her mouth. When he finally pulls away, he’s got the biggest grin on his face. 

“I know I said all that shit when I was drunk– but damn, I’ve been thinking about it. About you. So pretty, and soft, and round. Look so beautiful carrying my child, darlin. Can’t help but think about giving you another one.” Oh fuck, not this again. When he dips down to give her another kiss, she holds him back by his shoulders, scrunching her face up at him.

“Wait, what? That is not what I’m talking about.” His face goes slack.

“It– it’s not?” 

“Jesus Christ, Joel, no. I was gonna ask you if it’d be ok if–” Once again, she gets cut off, but this time by the sound of a yipping bark coming from downstairs. Joel’s head whips around, sitting back on his haunches.

“What the fuck was that?” Another round of barks resounds through the house, loud enough to set Libby off crying across the hall. Joel’s already up, bounding down the stairs as she darts into the nursery to grab their crying girl before following him down.

The scene she finds is something else.

“What is that?” Joel has one hand on his head, the other gesturing vigorously to the puppy that is currently massacring one of their couch cushions. Ellie puts on her best smile, stepping between Joel and the sight of the dog.

“That is JJ. Short for Joel junior.” She tentatively steps beside Joel, Libby on her hip now consoled by the sight of the little furball. He turns to her, eyebrows raised.

“That’s the new addition you were trying to tell me about?” All she can do is smile and shrug. Ellie scoops the dog– JJ– up off the couch, finally getting him to stop attacking the now shredded couch cushion. Joel scoffs.

“Oh, absolutely not.” Ellie blanches at that, shuffling over to Joel and hoisting JJ up to him.

“Please, old man. He’ll be my responsibility, I swear! He can stay in the garage with me– and you won’t have to hardly ever see him!” Joel grumbles, getting ready to voice his protest, but just then, Libby lets out a shriek of laughter.

“Doggy, mama. Look!” Her girl points at JJ in Ellie’s arms, giggling again at the squirming puppy. She glances at Joel, seeing that his face has practically melted as he watches Libby. She smiles down at her girl.

“That’s right, baby, it’s a doggy. You wanna pet him?” Libby nods her head enthusiastically, and Ellie grins as she steps over to them, holding JJ up to let Libby tentatively pat his head. When he licks her little palm, she lets out another peel of laughter. 

She and Ellie glance at Joel as Libby continues to pet JJ. His face has gone completely slack at the sight, arms hanging loosely at his sides. She can’t help the laugh she lets out looking at him.

“You did say you wanted a little more testosterone in the house.” He sighs.

“Alright, fine. But that dog stays out of the main house, I don’t want him tearing up the place. And you gotta teach him some manners. You understand?” Ellie grins, nodding emphatically.

“Understood. Thanks, old man. Welcome to the family, Joel junior.” 

“Kid, please don’t call him that.”

“What? That’s his name.” 

[thebibliosphere]

Hey Joy! I saw that my spotify premium now gets me 15 hours of audiobooks each month and I saw hunger pangs on there! If you're able to, can you tell us what the compensation for you is like? Is it audible levels of non-existent? Do they split that 15 hours between the authors you listen to? I picked up your book and loved it, and would love to give it a re-listen, but I wanted to make sure it would benefit you when I could just request it from libby and know you're getting a slice of the proverbial pie c:

The money for this is taken from the pool of people who subscribe to Spotify and is about the same as what I get from people using other subscription services like Hoopla or Scribd.

So, if it works well for you, feel free to toss some pennies my way via Spotify. It helps boost the numbers and also the pennies add up if enough people do it :)