#labryinth imagine

[sarahaze]

Hello… I am Sara Marie Haze. I am 15 years old. I am a freelance piano and acting student at the University in London. Playing and studying the piano is my passion, as also acting.

My family is truly my number one priority, and i vowed to make sure anything negative that has happened to us will never ever again. I believe the marriage of the Haze-Scrooge name will only bring joy and prosperity to both families.

[agatharioscoven]

We all know that George Lucas is the exclusive producer of Willow(1988) and Labyrinth(1986)

So now all I keep imagining is one of the kids leaning against a wall and just fucking diappearing like the walls in the Labryinth where there’s actually a gap but doesn’t look like it.

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏🙏 YOUR DSB PLAYLIST!!! I keep seeing u talk about it and you have BANGERS on that pl

I think I have shared it before but back when I was only on like chapter 2 so its been buried and has changed ALOT- But here you go!!

Full list (and notes)

Oh No! (Tims "Grand plan")

Flight of the Crows (Running away from what he loves, of course)

Nobody (Self imposed curse of isolation)

Colors (Yes. (also just a fav tim song regardless of AU)

United in grief ( Acting as Timothy Drake)

Teen Idle (Mourning his youth, for a second time)

Gasoline (Tim breakdown in luxury vibes)

I cant fix you (I still religiously listen to fnaf fan songs, this one just fits)

Brother (MY COUNTRY ASS SNUCK IN- It doesnt even relate to the AU, I just love the vibe- if anything it fitd Dick towards Jason but thats besides the point)

Passing through (cant the future just wait) (Times running out)

Are you Satisfied? (Literally perfect song about his situation)

Look who's inside again (Again, Isolation)

Coffee (Internal struggle- but the caffine isnt the problem)

Digital Silence (Again, just in here for the vibes)

Over & Over (AMAZING imagining song, like a little movie)

Problems (Tim to Jason)

Oh Ana (Not even kidding, THE MOVIE song- (from breathing as tim bleeds out to the The Angel I couldnt kill just AHH)

Rat (Just a vibe)

Lotta True Crime (Not for Tim actually, but related)

Misery Meat (Mans is the rainbow fish)

Feel Better (Y E A H- No explination needed)

Arms Tonight (This but literally, though he wont admit it)

The Burning pile (Tim ignoring his problems for the "greater good")

Family Jewels (The Drakes.)

Devil Town (Life in Gotham, reminishing his Time as Robin w/ his old fam)

Hermit the Frog (Another "just a vibe")

Michelle (Not for Tim, but relevent :)

Girls (The horror in being Timothy)

Saint Bernard (THIS- THIS THIS THIS (literally so mmmm lore))(might make a PMV when the fic is finished just for THIS!!)

Washing Machine Heart (A vibe.)

The Bidding (Timothy but less ironically)

Seventeen (Tim and Timothy- also just "seventeen" when he died s o)

Cupid (He still loves them...)

Hidden in the sand (Memories.)

dumb dumb (Tim pulling off his shit, mostly Cardinal)

American Healthcare (glitzy) (Tim in his career)

Treehouse (STAY OFF MY LAWN!!!)

Worlds greatest actor (Rec by @ihavenotsleptindays my dear, and its perfect. Tim as Timothy, or are they one in the same??)

Rule #34 (Not for Tim, but TOO him :)

Harpy Hare (Im obsessed okay?)

Prom Queen (Beautiful tragedy all the people envy)

No place like home (Not what it seems)

Again & Again (Another "movie in my mind") song

Labryinth (Movie mind!! Lots of lore and distortion lol)

Youth (Tim being self aware, for once)

Just one Yesterday (YES YES YES YES)

Angry too (Just a vibe.)

Pompeii (He misses what things can never again be)

spy? (Two face.)

Lullaby of the False Hydra ( Once again, im obsessed but for diff reasons)

Sweet Hibuscus tea (GAHHH)

Lights out (Hype song- and Cardinal BAMF)

Nothings New (Tim repeating his whole life and yet failing all over again)

Little Lion man (He wasnt really doomed wasnt he?)

Guilded Lily (The awnser is no, its never enough)

Underground (Once again, Gotham.)

Cast the Bronze (More a canon Jason song actually, but I still adore)

Could Have been me (Not Tim :)

Savior (Duet- but with who??)

Take me home, country roads (The country got me again. And yeah Tim longing for home he lost)

[dutifulsnack]

Hey, can people start getting into like, cosmic and eldritch horror? In a kinky way, I mean.

Like, imagine being unmade and remade by a being that is so much more vast than you that you cannot even comprehend it?

Like, yeah, big plant mommies are hot, but what about like, AM?

Imagine being trapped in a labryinth, turned into a monster by the labryinth because it was forced to be alive and it's your problem now. Being fully conscious as you are repeatedly put into situations that devastate and wreck you. But being brought back by the labryinth because, in the time from now to forever, it can only find purpose in your suffering. At the end of it all, when every permutation of suffering has been inflicted, only you two remain. You and the Labryinth, suffering together as there is nothing else to do, nothing else to experience.

Like, that's hot? Right? Can you start getting into it? Please?

[fartshitpiss]

making my partner watch Hannibal and while rewatching i noticed again how little Hannibal fights back against Jack in 3x05. to the point i looked it up, and im sad i could only find a few things on it. i might be missing stuff, but why aren't more people talking about this??

Hannibal has been, one can imagine, underwhelmed by his life in Florence. of course he still has an esteemed role, this time as a curator. he still eats, breathes, and sleeps lavishly. he still indulges himself in the occasional murder, though this time around it feels more about convenience and less about rudeness. reading off the cover, it seems perfect. he even has Bedelia with him– someone who knows him, someone to share this life with

but that's not what he wants. he only left his life in Baltimore out of necessity, and he intended on leaving with Will, prior to his betrayal. Hannibal misses Will, who knows him so intimately, who can read between his lines. He misses the challenges, and the way Will made him think. He misses consulting on his crimes, gloating directly in Jacks face without the latter having a clue. Hannibal misses the mind games, and his brain is feeling dreadfully unfit without them. he probably took up sudoku or something but how the hell does sudoku measure up to brainwashing one of, if not the, smartest person he's met. Hannibal's big fat brain is under-stimulated. with no one to challenge or intrigue him, he becomes depressed and self-destructive.

Will is searching for him. Hannibal knows that because he's seen him, stood feet away from him while Will asked for him, but he's able to go back to his mind games which gives him some relief from his boredom. he toys with Will, undoubtedly waiting for the right time to reveal himself. but seeing Jack, he remembered their first fight and the challenge that came with it. Jack was just as good, if not better, at fighting as Hannibal was. an even match. he does not rush out of the building as he could have; he's been working there for quite some time at this point, surely he knows another way out that Jack wouldn't be able to find in the labryinth of a new to him building. at least not until Hannibal was long gone. instead he takes his time, calling out taunts and all but begging Jack to give him a beating. he wants to feel something. something other than the boredom and the emptiness and the missing Will. he knows better than anyone that the sharp pain of knuckles hitting bone would simplify things– clear his head and bring the more important things to light. Hannibal wants to go back to his life before, and in this very moment it is the best way he knows how. so he lets Jack beat the shit out of him. sure, he tries to grab a knife here and he gives a little kick there, but this is not the Hannibal we know. we've seen him fight, and we've seen him kick ass but this is... dare i say it, pathetic. once he's good and bloody he crawls his way to the window he'd just sent Pazzi out of with every intention of being sent out of it himself.

he realizes that maybe he can trust these people to do what they have always done. maybe he can trust Will to read him like a book once again, so he goes to the gallery knowing that Will could find him there. and, unsurprisingly, Will does exactly that. but this time the person he's looking for is actually in the shadows he's searching through, and this time Hannibal actually reaches back out.

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Imagine you're dating both Steve and Robin (they're still platonic), and you show up to Family Video every day to affectionately annoy them. Sarah is there because I just love her outfit from the Labryinth. ❤️‍🔥

[ghoastixx]

The Goblin King x Punk Male Reader

Currently writing this under the dryer while getting my hair done

Warnings: none as of right now

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Jareth is very very confused at first

When he sees a grown ass man with dyed hair, tattoos, and piercings swearing and trembling at him after wishing away their sibling????

You’re not the manic pixie dream girl he was expecting.. but you’ll do

Stops to look at you for a minute, immediately falls head over heels for you.

~I get sooooo weak in the knees I can hardly breath~

He watches you the whole time, he is determined to keep you there, wether you like it or not.

If you beat him and his labryinth and leave with your sibling, he will definitely keep and eye on you in the human realm.. it’s only so long until the world gets exhaustingly boring.

If you beat the labryinth and choose to stay though…..

“You’ll make a very good king, my dear.”

The goblins would respect you, and probably show odd fascination.

Partially because Jareth would slaughter them, partially because they think you “fit in.”

If you have piercings that are close together, PLEASE connect them together with chains. Jareth will fall so hard.

If you do your own piercings, do one in front of him.

“Oh- why- doesn’t that hurt- just- oh- okay.”

You’d never have to dye your own hair again, Jareth and his silly little goblin magic will help you.

What color? Blue, green, red, black, pink?? Whatever you want, he can do with a snap of his fingers.

He thinks you dress sexy.

He thinks you ARE sexy

If you take your earrings out, or any other piercings out to sleep or bathe, he will want to see the holes in your skin.

He’d get you some “expensive” stuff in sense that he’s the goblin king..

Keep in mind the word goblin is in there.

Whenever I imagine Jareth, I imagine him to be like a cat… brining you dead things..

He’s probably given you a skull necklace more than once.

Don’t tell him to stop.

He won’t listen.

Let him do your makeup if you wear any.

He swears he’s good at it. He expects you to do his in return.

Make him look punk to get back at him if you’re upset.

I don’t think he’ll hate it, probably just be really confused.

That’s not very manic pixie dream girl of you >:(

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Ghoastix

[persnicketypomelo]

hi! imagine reader trying to escape leroux erik and running into him in the catacombs 🤭 he's just as shocked to see them as they are to see him

obsession, grabbing, dark behaviour, not romantic but horror, spoilers

I'm going off of the part of the novel where Leroux describes a mermaid that he has in the water around his house or something. I think it's the one that drowned Philippe.

Encountering Erik in the Catacombs

From the wording/context I’m imagining that the Phantom has kidnapped you and is secluding you in his underground home

To escape this far you would need to be stubbornly determined

He left you at his home to run some errands, so the boat would not be at your disposal to bring you across the lake

Swimming it was then

When he had first kidnapped you, you swear that you saw a dark figure lurking at the bottom of the lake

And if you recall, he had mentioned something of a mermaid in his lake

Believing in such fairy tales as mermaids is a tall order, but from such an unusual man, you might actually believe the impossible

Whatever you faced in that murky lake, it would be better than staying confined here for a second longer

So you strip down to your undergarments and ease your way into the cold water

The water chills your skin and soddens your clothes

An uncomfortable feeling, no doubt, but nothing in comparison to the peril you soon face

Suddenly a hand grasps your ankle, pulling you down into the depths

You lash against the iron grip, kicking your feet as your life depends on it

Sinking down, you're forced to swallow in mouthfuls of lake water

I'm going to die here, at the bottom of a lake, all alone

But with a particularly strong kick, you manage to dislodge the offending hand and swim frantically to the other side of the lake

Needless to say, you were now thoroughly disturbed, and you weren't sure what was more terrifying

The fact that what you felt was certainly a human hand grabbing at you

Or the fact that Erik had such...creatures, real and in the flesh

He had certainly was a man for tricks and illusions, but this was the first scrape of real danger and potential lethality you had encountered in his traps

Nonetheless, there is no way you're going back now--not with that...thing...lurking at the bottom

And the adrenaline coursing through you propels you into the unkown

You can't go back

You can't

Sopping wet and wandering into the endless dark caverns, with no way of knowing what progress (or lack thereof) was not your ideal scenario, yet still it was progress nonetheless

The chill seeps from the uninviting cavern walls to your bones, and all you can manage to do is shiver profusely while you navigate aimlessly through the terrain

I'd like to think that, in a more horror/supernatural interpretation, the Phantom has some developed supernatural connection with the darkness

He wouldn't need to use a torch to navigate through his labryinth if he really didn't want to

In such a dark place, many metres beneath the chaotic upper floor of the opera house, every little sound can be heard through the quiet expanse

So when you hear the faint rustle of a cloak, the coldth in your skin seeps to your blood and you feel ice chill your veins through all extremities

You feel the phantom's intense eyes, filled with anger, before he confirms his presence

Thin, skeletal hands seize your wrists and your captor makes an angry, hissing sound

A snake about to strike its prey

Your captor's voice is laced with faux amusement, sardonic, as if prodding you into testing him

"Going somewhere?"

His laugh is derisive, joyless, covering a barely contained rage and hurt

"I believe, my dear, we should be heading back,"

His piercing eyes freeze your muscles, and you feel you can't move no matter how much your inner voice scream to

"We have much to discuss, and you have much to explain."

[dirtyoldmanhole]

i was perusing wikipedia for historical gothic architecture similar to nohr's vibe (since not all gothic horror is equal); thistle chapel seems like a pretty metal and visually striking similar edifice considering the dark/black interiors mixed with the golden hue and the dramatic lighting mixed with the signature pointed arches.

(imagine anankos' mask and sun/moon motifs on the ceiling like iago's golden half mask, reminding the viewer there's always somebody more powerful watching. shit would be so creepy.)

but you know a cool visual/architectural element nohr would definitely have that i haven't seen in fanworks? labryinths.

tell me this shit isn't straight out of a nohrian dragon's blood ceremony.

apparently a ton of chapels/cathedrals/castles had labyrinths (walking through them was meditative) - imagine these under anankos-faces, for one. but take it a step further and imagine krakenburg castle deliberately built as a labyrinth to loose the unwary permanently in its depths....

mages dissapearing people who get lost, or setting traps/evesdropping parallel corridors..... the throne room at its centre and most defensible point..... even just as a visual motif for metaphor or background design element, you could get a nutty amount of mileage with this.

[justafairytailofinnocence]

Synopsis:

Set 36 years after the original film.

A young historian, Ruby, in her early 20s, can't help but daydream every day and every night. Within her own world, she doesn't fit in. No one understands her, her dreams, her visions, her voice, her imagination. Every person she's speaks to, she feels like an utter alien. So? What happens when she finds a book? A world beyond her imagination. Something beyond her comprehension where her fantasies come to life.

However, there is a catch. She meets the king of the realm. In the midst of it all, she is met with an incautious fate. She must complete his labryinth, win his game, and set her heart free from her own irony. Or else—she is trapped forever.

Chapters:

Chapter 1: (in progress)

A/n: Hello, I wanted to create a different story, a sequel of sorts to take my fun at a childhood favourite movie. Let me know of any feedback, comments, and reblogs appreciated.

[firefly-fez]

Re-reading Turtles All the Way Down. I think my favourite part of the entire book is Aza’s fear that she is a fictional character.

Because, of course, she is a fictional character.

It’s just… the way that medical language describes mental health, although it has it’s uses, is so clinical and cold that describing the difference between reacting to a stressor and chronic anxiety as “irrational” worry…kind of doesn’t quite get it.

Like let’s say your anxiety presents itself like this. Your loved one is late. You expected them to be home by now, but they’re not. They haven’t texted a reason. You haven’t heard from them. So your mind starts spinning and you imagine them dying in a horrible car accident and that’s why they’re late and they might never come home and they could be dead right now.

Given that you have no evidence anything bad has happened, and there are many reasons they might be late that have nothing to do with harm coming to them, this could be characterised as “irrational” worry. But the chances of them being involved in a car accident are not zero.

The chances of the bad thing you fear happening are never zero.

So how do you live with it?

You have to recognise that your emotions are there for a reason. Fear has a purpose, it’s their to protect you, but if you find that fear has stopped protecting you and it’s started hurting you instead, that’s when you have an anxiety problem.

The nature of anxiety (in my experience) has nothing to do with whether or not the fear is warranted or plausible, and everything to do with whether or not the fear is helping you deal with the problem (which is what fear is supposed to do!) or getting in your way of dealing with the problem.

The medical language of “irrational” worry can be unhelpful to you when you’re in that mindset, and it might make it harder for you to recognise when worry is anxiety, because it’s just not going to feel irrational. It will feel like a valid response to a real danger.

And Aza’s anxiety that she is a fictional character, when she is, of course, a fictional character is just such a good way of representing that mindset.

And the story itself — Aza is afraid that being a fictional character means that none of this is real, none of this means anything. But even though the fear is true, the conclusion that leads her to fear it is not.

She is a fictional character. And all of this is still meaningful. All of this still matters. All of this love is still real. All of this hope is still meaningful.

Your fear is justified, but the conclusion you draw from your fear is untrue.

Not only is it a fantastic literary way of depicting an anxious mindset, it’s a fantastic literary way explaining how to live with an anxious mindset.

I don’t know if Alaska Young ever made it out of the labryinth of suffering. But you know what? I think Aza Holmes did.

That’s a pretty damn good story.

That’s a hell of an ending to an anthology.

[marinerainbow]

Oh my God Kitty in ToonTown, the ultimate Alice in Wonderland AU.

She falls through that tunnel Eddie drives through and lands in a world where ecerything has a face and won't give her proper directions. Come to think of it, a 1980s style ToonTown would have Ralph Bakshi and Don Bluth creations so Kitty's wonderland would look more like Labyrinth 😂

Ooooohhhh my god!!!! Ok ok ok. I love Labryinth so much! Imagining a Labryinth AU with WFRR and Kitty as Sarah! We need to talk about that sometime.

But back to the Kitty in Toontown AU. Who would be the Queen of Hearts? Judge Doom I guess? And Alice going off on the queen; I can totally see Kitty yelling at Judge Doom like that. Though she doesn't need to grow bigger to gain that courage XD

And Kitty interacting with Don Bluth's and Ralph Bakshi's creations! That ought to be something. I'm more familiar with Don Bluths work than Ralph's, but I have heard of some of his films... And oh boy 😅

[crest-of-gautier]

WE FUCKING GOT IT!!!!! after three hours i have 100%'d the group date cafe!

unfortunately, i think i was the one eating dirt from making yosuke into my destined partner... (though tbh i wasn't expecting much, it's yosuke, he was being yosuke and i'm not surprised, though it does make me wonder if he exhibits the same behavior to souji).

in any case, some notes about the second item that we got from the end of the dungeon... it won't be that coherent i'm still processing da information...

i have to say i was REALLY surprised with rei's reaction to zen opening the chest... like honestly that whole dialogue exchange was so intriguing to me! honestly, too intriguing, that i feel that i'll need a few days to process, let it sit, you know the deal.

the way where the items at the end of each labryinth trigger some form of memories to zen (but seemingly none for rei, albeit... rei's "memories" seem to be more gut reactions coming back than actual tangible information)... it really interests me!

i find it very interesting that zen mentions that the items belong to rei (niko the rabbit, as well as the toy ring). i'm going to operate on the assumption that what zen said is true because... to me, if you're amnesiac and slowly getting your memories back... i don't really see any reason to lie about it? if anything i'd imagine the other way to handle it would be to withhold the revelations you got (and ofc some other way of reacting that im probably not thinking of at the moment).

with this in mind, it makes me ask a few questions...

how did rei's belongings end up in the depths of the labryinths?

what is the significance of keeping these items tucked away and protected by the guardians? does zen and/or rei regaining their memories pose some threat to the state of the world/this distortion? (we know that it's finite, that's what margaret said) (i almost think that rei getting her items back could possibly heal the distortion, but not before zen and rei have a sob story once they both get their memories back? idk man i don't have much to work with)

the way in which rei reacted in this scene really struck me... i know i said that earlier but. damn. here's my livereact from obsidian because i was so. shocked. it felt really? refreshing? to see rei emote in such a way. but also mildly terrifying because she's been like " YAY FOOD! wait did you mean this food? (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ" for most of the game so far. like holy shit.

rei's outburst is... a lot to take in, i do think that it gives some credence to my trains of thought that, hey! zen might be part of some kind of terrifying entity/the one that's created this distortion, if rei had such a reaction here. it really makes me curious how much emotion these next two items will stir up. will rei say more emotionally charged things? what other cryptic information will zen reveal?

i do like this direction though- that it's possible that even if zen desires to protect rei, and take responsibility for her wellbeing, zen pre-memory loss might've caused rei great suffering. it's a fun flavor!

i do feel that i tend to fixate on the question of "what is zen" a lot more than "what is rei," but. i think seeing that these items supposedly belong to her... and that elizabeth mentions that you wouldn't normally find living humans here... hm. i almost want to say that she's dead and that she died before the events of the game?

i liked that when chie saw the ring- she noted that it was a toy ring and that it's something you'd find at fairs. so it made me think back to the theme-ing of this world- how it's a cultural festival. i'm still not entirely certain of the significance but maybe it's something that rei wanted to see? or maybe she died here? idk. i don't really have a way to intuit rei's cause of death if she's... well, dead, but. i'm. definitely interested in seeing if there's (future) information i can use to figure this out.

OH and one last thing- i think it'd be interesting if whenever zen and rei get their memories back, they leave the party or are forced to by god knows what. unfortunately i don't think they'd do that because zen and rei, gameplay-wise, are the low-maintenance characters, but!! i'd love to be proven wrong (but i'd still enjoy them leaving the party lololol)

in any case!!! this was a good session of pq. i definitely want to play more and see what the other labryinths have to tell because i need more information in order to speculate. i think im at least 40% done with the game :D and it'll probably take me another 35 hours at minimum to finish this game, i think?

[bowieandqueen11]

Crying Hard / Jareth Headcanons

Request: Hello love :) I was just wondering if I could get a headcanon for Jareth, where reader gets badly hurt in the labyrinth and Jareth has to take care of them and it’s super fluffy :))) if not feel free to ignore this! I hope you have an excellent day and stay safe :) 

I genuinely had no idea the Jareth fandom was so big but I am here for it my dear @ziggystadust8675

Okay, so, Jareth freaks the HECK out when he first finds you.

He tries to play it off all cool, as if he has the whole situation under control. He wraps his arm around your shoulder and the other underneath your knees, lifting you up and cuddling you against his chest even though you tell him repeatedly it’s just a scrape and you can walk.

He just shushes you, brushing a gloved pointer finger over your cheek and walking you back to your shared bed chamber, tutting at you calling your injury small when he can see how serious it is.

He has a look of nonchalance on his face, the lines a little deeper and a slight frown if you look closely, but you can feel his heart hammering against your side, so you know he’s terrified.

If it had been worse, if he had lost you, he would have moved every star in the sky, destroyed them all, just for a hope of getting you back to him somehow.

When he finally lies you down on your bed, he spends as little time as he possibly can finding some medicine, and some clean rags and water, as he doesn’t to leave you alone for too long. 

He kneels by your side, washing away any blood, putting ointment on any bruises, getting the goblins to run and get you some water and more pillows when he can see you squirming.

He lets you hold onto his bicep the whole time, squeezing it, as he talks through everything he’s doing with you both to keep you awake and your mind occupied away from the injury, and so that you would know what to do if this happened again and he was away on business.

He seems calm when he finishes, pressing a kiss to your forehead, but his eyes are dark and angry and you know the goblins are in for it later for not making the Labyrinth a safe place for you.

He disappears off for a while, but returns later with some dinner he’s made you - it’s pretty bland, and inedible, but it’s the first time he’s cooked human food and you appreciate the sentiment.

He spends the rest of the night cuddling you after that - not sleeping, too wary, but instead keeping one eye open for any changes or flickers from you. Luckily, you sleep sound, tucked into his arms, and he finally falls asleep when the sun begins to hit through the open window.

He doesn’t let you out of his sight after that. Wherever you go, whatever you’re doing, he has his arm wrapped around your waist, a scowl on his face that rests upon your head, until he really starts bugging you and you elbow him to go.

[darling-i-read-it]

Join Me

Jareth x reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: the kidnapping of a child but like is it really a kidnapping if it’s bowie 

Author’s Note: This was my first actual go at writing Jareth so I hope that I did him justice and that you enjoy love!

Requested: by @sweet-hot-latte​, Hey Mayaaa! Omg Labyrinth yeeeessssss. The grown up reader started to have dreams about Jareth after reading the book. Later while babysitting her nephew she meets him again and boom she's in love Thank you in advance and have a good day x

Summary: the request

Genre: ????

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director 

(not my gif)

You didn’t normally dream a lot. There was normally a normal amount of random dreams bonking around in your head but it was only after you had woken up a few hours early on accident and then fallen back asleep. 

The dreams you had been having that week were different. You were having what seemed to be continuations of the same dream, a cohesive story that you could even remember in the morning. You couldn’t remember everything but the feeling was always the same.

At first you just chalked it up to having just read that book. The book about Jareth and the princess and the maze of sorts. Everyone had read it when they were kids and you hadn’t thought about it in years until you saw it when you were babysitting your nephew. As a girl in her twenties now you found the story a little funny but it didn’t mean you were infatuated with it when you were younger.

Then the dreams started.

The Goblin King arrives at night to take someone away like your nephew and then you have to run around looking for him. The idea was preposterous but when you woke up it made you feel adventurous and excited like somehow you were managing to get things done even in your sleep.

A few weeks after the dream began you found yourself watching your nephew again.

“Thank you so much for coming today. He just loved the stories you told him last time and he would not accept the regular sitter,” your sister said. You smiled, shaking your head and dismissing her.

“It’s not like I’ve been doing much else. I love watching the idiot,” you teased brushing his scruffy brown hair. He let out a hugh and kicked your leg but you ignored it.

“Don’t kick! Thank you,” your brother in law said again and you nodded. 

“Again, it’s no problem. We’ll probably have more fun than you guys at the auction.” Your sister scoffed.

“That’s for sure. Have fun guys!” she called before leaving. Then it was just you and your nephew Seth and the rest of the night. You turned to him but he was already gone into another room. You let out another sigh and went to follow him.

“Seth, you can’t just disappear! What if the Goblin King nabs you?” you said with a crazy voice. You rushed into his bedroom and he was in there on his knees, shaking his head.

“You know the Goblin King isn’t real.”

“Hey, you have no authority to say that you’re like 2.”

“4,” he corrected. You shook your head and sat down beside him. 

“What are you looking for?” you asked. He was rummaging through some drawers and was obviously unable to find what he wanted.

“The book. With the Goblin King. I wanted you to read it again, you read it so perfect,” he told you. You smiled and shrugged.

“It’s one of my many gifts. Is it in the living room?” He thought about it for a moment and then he was running into the living room quicker than you could even get up. You let out a sigh and slowly started to get up off the floor. “Seth! Come on kid, I’m too old for this.” You expected him to retorte that your age wasn’t actually that young but you heard nothing from him. 

You started to walk into the living room slowly, looking around corners just in case he was trying to scare you. You let out a sigh as you came to the living room and didn’t see him in the immediate vicinity. 

“Seth?!” you called and then saw that the balcony to the main room was wide open. Your heart lurched as you saw a man standing there, facing away from you. You were however on the second floor of the home and it did cross your mind on how he got there. 

The cape was sparkly black and extravagant and the hair...the hair was too much.

“Can I help you?” you asked with more confidence than you thought you would muster. The man turned around and you knew it was him. There was nothing weird about the fact that you knew him. You saw him in your dreams every night but you hadn’t seen him this clearly since you were a kid.

“Hello Y/N.” 

“Jareth,” you breathed. He let out a smile.

“You know my name.”

“Of course.” All of the sudden you started to panic. “Where’s Seth?” 

“You know where Seth is.” You knew that his words were dangerous and you knew that it was practically a threat he was throwing at you but you were unable to ignore the feeling in your heart about him. 

“I’ve had dreams about you,” you told him for some reason.

“Those weren’t dreams.” 

You thought about him bringing you through the Labyrinth in your dream. The ideas he had given you that you were sure were just dream nonsense.

“They weren’t?” You looked into his eyes. “Of course they weren’t.” The wind moved around him and you were mesmerized.

“Care to join me?” he asked and he didn’t specify so that your mind could fill in the blanks. Jareth put his hand out to you and a ball slid down his arm and disappeared.

You didn’t even think.

You grabbed his hand.

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“Stars in the Sky” from The Grinning Man

(Since @notsomightymightytiger has me thinking about it now)