#labyrinth fanfic

[ziggystardust8675]

Pink Skies and Silk

Pairing: Jareth x reader

AN: It has been a HOT minute since I’ve actually posted any writing so that’s my bad. Hope some smut makes up for it!

Summary: You’ve been missing your boyfriend and he feels it’s his duty to make up for lost time.

Warnings: AFAB reader (no pronouns actually used), penetrative sex, praise kink, unprotected sex (stay safe y'all), creampie, little bit of possessiveness

The labyrinth was quiet today, it was a stark difference from the usual buzzing of life throughout it. The flowers were finally in bloom after a long and frigid winter. You could never truly get over the beauty of the labyrinth, it was otherworldly. The only thing more beautiful than the labyrinth was your boyfriend, Jareth.

He had been away at meetings all day and the longing for him was obvious. It was likely you wouldn't see him till the sun started setting, so you decided to lounge around the gardens with a good book till then.

Finally when the sky started being painted colors of pinks and oranges did you start making your way back. Upon entering the castle it was clear there wasn't a soul in sight. Not a goblin nor Jareth.

Walking up the cobblestone steps you entered you and Jareth's shared room. It too was empty.

You stripped yourself of the clothes you had worn all day and made your way towards the bathroom. Starting the bath you added a variety of sweet smelling oils and perfumes. As soon as you stepped into the warm water, your body immediately started to release the tension you didn't know you were holding.

As soon as the water started getting cold you reluctantly decided it was about time to get out. You wrapped yourself in the fluffy towel you had set out. Once you were dry you dressed yourself in a low cut silk nightgown. Usually you would save the garment for a night where Jareth would give you his undivided attention and love, however since Jareth was nowhere to be found you decided to wear it just to feel confident in yourself.

Leaving the steam filled room, you found the man who had just been occupying your thoughts lazing on your shared bed in nothing but his trousers. God, he was certainly an enticing sight sitting there reading his leather bound book. Now you were immensely thankful for what you had decided to wear tonight.

Jareth's eyes shot up from his book to meet yours like a predator to prey. The air got caught in your throat and suddenly you felt extremely warm.

Taking a step towards the bed, Jareth sat up a little more, marking the page in his book to soon be forgotten. You decided to let him come to you.

Seeing that you weren't moving anytime soon, Jareth slipped out of bed and sauntered towards you, like predator to prey. The sight of you alone was enough to make him hot, and yet here you were in your short nightgown looking heavenly, he needed you. Your breath started to pick up.

"To what do I owe the pleasure, my love." His voice was low and his hands planted firmly on your hips. Your breath was coming in short puffs as you murmured, "Mm, just missed you is all."

Jareth turned his head as he nipped at your neck, causing you to grip his shoulders. "Well, I'm here now. I believe I should make up for lost time, yes?" He whispered against your ear, causing you to involuntary shiver. All that you could muster was a breathless "Yeah" in his ear.

Finally, Jareth brought his head up to kiss you firmly. The kiss was long and left you feeling light, causing you to push your chest more firmly into his. Just as quick, Jareth pushed into you as well. The hands on your waist started to bunch the silk of your nightgown up higher. You could feel how hard he had gotten through his pants where he was pressing into the soft plush of your stomach.

The temperature in the room seemed to increase tenfold judging by the sweat starting to form on your brow. You pushed impossibly closer to him causing him to let out a low groan. He started to sneak one of his hands down to your thighs, using the other to bunch up your nightgown around your hips. You shifted your hips, starting to get impatient with the aching in your cunt. Jareth squeezed your hip a little to keep you in place,

“Patience, love.” He punctuated his sentence with a sensual kiss to your lips that lasted all too short. Finding that words had started to fail you, you tilted your head up and bit at Jareth’s neck just the way he liked.

Quickly, Jareth turned you both to the side so he could pick you up and place you on the soft cream colored sheets. He slotted his thin waist between your thighs and you arched your back slightly, “Jareth… please…” you whined, the sound was incredibly endearing to his ears. He threads his fingers through your hair, making you tip your head back so he could continue to nip at your neck, groaning as he did so.

He brought his hands down, running along the length of your body before softly rubbing the inside of one of your thighs. You moaned his name in his ear making him grunt and push his lips against you with hot passion. He runs his thumb along your clothed core making you shudder and grip his shoulders before he pulls his head back to look you in the eye and ask, “Is this okay, Love?”

You adored how even after all this time, no matter how many times you both were intimate, he would always still ask for your consent. You immediately nodded your head frantically of course, eager for all he had to give you. Without a second thought, he pulled the edge of your underwear aside to tentatively push his middle finger into your heat. At the sound of your pleasured gasp, he began to thrust his finger carefully but with more confidence that he was making you feel good. Soon he started to add a second finger, curling them and preparing you for him.

After a few moments of soft moans and the wet noise of his fingers entering your cunt, you started getting impatient, his fingers not enough. “Jareth… please… I need you… All of you.”

A devilish smile stretched across his face at your begging as he pulled his fingers from your drenched cunt to suck them clean. Your face flushed at his erotic actions, you reached to pull him closer to kiss him heatedly. He leaned back on his heels to start undoing the buckle of his pants. Once that was undone he got up to remove his pants and boxers altogether. He stood before where you lay completely bare on the bed, like some sort of divine being that came to give you the greatest of pleasures and love.

Without procrastination he got back on the bed, your legs resting on his thighs as they pushed your legs further apart. He strokes himself slowly twice, groaning at the sight of your glistening cunt. He had to resist the urge to plunge his cock into you and fuck you into the mattress, rather he wanted to take his time with you.

“You’re so pretty, all spread out like this.” His voice is tight as he guides the tip of his cock through your slick, bringing the tip to rub at your clit making you gasp out. “Jareth, please, I need you inside me.” You whimpered in pleasure when he finally started to push the tip of himself inside of you. His pace was agonizingly slow as he finally bottomed out, giving you a moment to adjust to his size. Once you give the go ahead, he starts shallowly thrusting, drawing low moans out of you.

Jareth moves his hands to grip at your hips, guiding your hips to meet his thrusts. “Ah, you take me so well Y/N… So good for me.” His chest is covered in a sheen of sweat and you can see the muscles in his stomach and arms flexing as he makes love to you. You cry out in pleasure when he grips the underside of one of your thighs to throw it over his shoulder, pounding deeper into you with this new angle. He brings the hand that isn’t holding your leg down to rub tight circles on your clit causing your back to arch and you cry out his name.

At the sound of his name leaving your lips in such a way he picks up the pace of his thrusts, low grunts and pants leaving his throat. Your thighs begin to tremble as an orgasm slowly starts to root in your lower belly. “Jareth, just like that… I’m gonna-”

“Cum for me… You’re so good, finish for me sweetheart.” His thrusts started to turn erratic as he worked to bring you to your release. Once that coil in your belly snapped, his thrusts lost all sense of rhythm as he chased his own release. He bottomed out as he released his load into you, painting your insides with his cum. You both stayed like that for a few moments as you rode out your highs, trying to catch your breath.

When he finally pulled out of you, you could feel his hot load leak out of your spent pussy. Jareth leaned back to watch it, completely entranced with the sight before him. He wanted no other to see you this way, he decided now that he was going to marry you. You would rule his kingdom by his side and he would have it no other way.

Buy me a coffee?

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[anundyingfidelity]

MEMORIES LOST — Jareth x ofc/fem reader. Ch. 3.

Summary: A mysterious woman falls into the Underground, claiming she does not have memories and not knowing why she is there. Jareth, who's bored and taking slight pity on her, takes her under his wing to ease some of his own misery. Post Labyrinth (1986).

Warnings: nudity, masturbation, voyeurism, manipulation, corruption, smut in general.

Word count: 1,333.

Note: female character is named Leah, but no physical characteristics (such as skin color, hair, eyes, etc.) are described on this story. Feel free to imagine how she looks like.

I also think this might have 4 or 5 chapters in total, I'm still deciding on that lol.

In this chapter: dirty oral sex (m receiving), kinda manipulation, and corruption.

☕ if you like my writing, support me with a ko-fi !

This fanfiction is also posted in Ao3 under the name undyingfidelity.

Chapter 1. | Chapter 2. |Chapter 3.

The woman hummed a happy melody, walking around the aisles of the castle. Leah just finished her duties late that night, but she was still full of energy, so she didn't mind staying up until it was almost midnight.

As curious as she was, she found a great and magnificent door in the castle, she assumed it was the throne room. Leah did not recall ever getting in there, she was intrigued by how would it be. It was already late, and the door seemed not completely closed. The aisle was empty and there was no one around, so carefully she got inside the room.

Leah felt cold hitting her body for some reason as she closed slowly the door behind her. She observed the roof was very high and that Goblin stone heads decorated the place, making it a little intimidating. Leah looked at the throne at the back of the room, giving short steps and getting near the stairs of Jareth's empty seat.

She stopped right on the edge of the stairs, deciding whether or not to climb the stairs and sit down on the throne. Maybe she would feel powerful, just like he did. Leah swallowed thickly, thinking about the control Jareth started to have on her. Even if his orders and requests were mundane house chores, his voice and the way he managed to tell them made her feel chills and strange sensations in her body.

"I didn't expect a visitor," a familiar voice talked behind her.

She swallowed thickly and remained still. Jareth's steps got closer and closer until Leah felt the heat of his body near of her own.

"Shouldn't you be asleep by now?" Jareth questioned the woman, getting dangerously close to her, almost breathing into her neck.

"And how are you supposed to know that?"

Jareth smirked against her skin. "Oh, there are a lot of things I know about you, Leah."

Her name fell from his lips like the sweetest thing he ever heard, weirdly liking how it sounded with that deep voice of his. The Goblin king started to walk around Leah graciously and slowly. His presence was intimidating the lady, as he circled her, feeling just like his own prey without anywhere to go.

Maybe she did, but something inside of her was aching to remain right where she was standing, waiting for his next move. Jareth stopped right in front of Leah, standing face to face. He observed her from head to toe and she felt like he was eating her alive with his gaze at that moment.

"You're such a dirty girl," he teased. "And you have behaved badly, entering my throne room without permission."

"I- I didn't know it was your throne room, I'm sorry-"

Jareth interrupted her poor excuse and his hand moved steadily to her neck, applying a little of pressure around her delicate skin. He leaned down, almost touching her lips, feeling her pulse increasing.

"I wonder how you expected me to react," Jareth said darkly.

"I promise I won't do it again, just- can I leave?" Leah breathed out, her chest rising up and coming down due to her breathing and heartbeat increasing.

"I don't think I want to let you go tonight," he whispered and closed the gap between them, kissing her harshly. "You do think about me a lot at night," he said, remembering how she touched herself the past few days with him on his mind.

Jareth bit her bottom lip, searching for her tongue, and he savored the way she easily gave in, moaning against his mouth, letting the king lead the kiss they were now sharing. His hand slowly made its way to her neckline and breasts, feeling her hot skin with his fingertips. Jareth broke the kiss and whispered against her swollen lips.

"You will not escape from me, little dove, and that is an order."

Leah let a moan past her lips. Her mind was screaming for her to leave the room and run away, but her body was aching for him, for Jareth. For his touch. She desired to know what other things he could teach her, what other feelings and sensations her poor, inexperienced self would encounter. Her body was hurting by now; her body was yearning for him so deeply and she felt a pool starting to grow between her legs. And despite everything, she decided to stay. So she kissed him again, desperately, willing to obey his command.

As much as Jareth was enjoying the wet kiss they were sharing, he suddenly pulled away and walked upstairs, until he sat down carefully on the throne, looking at his prey from above. His pants were tight by now, his bulge prominent, aching to be freed. A smirk formed on his lips as Leah watched him with lustful eyes.

"What are you waiting for? Come here," he ordered harshly.

Leah followed his steps, climbing the stairs to stand in front of the Goblin king. Jareth took her hand, making her stand between his legs. The woman shivered with anticipation of what was going to happen and learned she loved the feeling of his skin on her own.

"On your knees."

Leah did as he ordered immediately, dropping her legs to the hard floor until she was facing his crotch. But her eyes never left his beautiful face. The king undid his own pants with fervor, releasing his hard cock, aching to be touched by the woman on his knees.

With a grin, Jareth read her naughty mind, realizing it was a mess and he, proudly, was the cause of that. Leah had nothing on her mind, but lust and longing for him. She felt strange sensations on her body and a weird feeling down her belly when he motioned her to come closer, breathing against his erection.

"I will guide you and you will do as I say, is that clear?"

She eagerly nodded, as submissive and innocent as she was.

"Suck."

He caressed her cheek with his hand, guiding his dick to her beautiful parted lips. She took his tip into her lips, tasting the salt on his sensitive skin. Leah started to give small licks on the tip and trace his veins with her tongue. She went slowly, making sure to keep the image of the powerful king shutting his eyes in pleasure as she went further with her lips parting around his cock and hollowing her cheeks.

Jareth's hand came around the nape of her neck, forcing her to take more of his cock inside her warm mouth. He guided her pace until she knew what he wanted from her. Leah continued, as he caressed her scalp and soft groans left his lips.

Jareth bucked his hips, just to tease, and he felt the back of her throat. She gagged a couple of times, and oh, how Jareth loved the sound of her choking with his dick repeatedly as he fucked her mouth so deliciously like he had dreamt of. He was close to the edge.

Her eyes began watering at the rapid pace he settled on her, taking him as deep as it was possible for her poor throat. The obscene sounds filled the throne room, Leah continuously gagged around his cock and low groans and moans escaped his mouth, until he finally felt the sweet release.

Leah felt him spill his seed inside her mouth, but she continued bobbing her head a couple of times, savoring the bitter taste of his release. Jareth pulled out of her mouth, groaning at the messy look in her eyes and saliva combined with his seed running down her chin. She looked even more exquisite like this.

The king leaned down, cleaning her bottom lip with his thumb and forcing the fluids into her mouth again.

"What a wonder you are," he praised.

She held back a moan, staring straight into his dark eyes. "Did I do well?"

"Yeah, and you're going to do better."

[bipolar-boygirl]

Uuuh, so chapter 2 of As The Story Goes is currently sitting at *checks writing app* 4.8k words, and I'm still not done with it 🥲

So, sorry/you're welcome in advance to anyone who cares lol

[rjavenuru]

And here we have Valarian, slithering into the masquerade...

[Valarian] closed the flap of his black leather satchel and turned the small metal lock on it. “I might have a hole in my bag.” “You think?” said the bird. The feathered creature watched the man close his bag and readjust it to hang comfortably at his hip. The black bird stretched out his head, fluffing out his hackles. He cocked his head from side to side then croaked, “I thought that was a sash”. “What’s that?” asked the man. “The strap of your satchel… covered in medals. I thought that was a sash all along. Didn’t realize it was just the strap of your bag.” “Not everything is as it appears,” the man said with a smirk. “How poetic,” said the bird in a dry monotone.

-The Black Labyrinth (unpublished, excerpt from Patreon draft)

[misstrillian]

This is one of my Labyrinth Fanfictions.

Six years after her time in the Labyrinth, Sarah and her best friend Debbie receive a mysterious invitation to a grand ball in the world of the Fae. Though hesitant at first, Sarah can't ignore the memories of her journey through the Labyrinth - or the enigmatic Goblin King who ruled it.

As Sarah steps into the magical realm once again, she is drawn into a web of secrets, unresolved emotions, and unexpected danger. But beneath the glittering surface of the ball lies a shadowy threat.

Will Sarah confront her feelings for Jareth, the Goblin King, or will the past consume them both?

"Between the Worlds: A Dance with Eternity" is a story of love, redemption, and the enduring power of choice - set in a world where magic and desire collide.

[rain-storm-witch]

Part 2

I can't remember the last time I didn't have a little shadow with pigtails

It's unnerving being alone with your own thoughts.

Looking around my surroundings it's as if all the plants died but are somehow still living, but who knows it's all magical bullshit anyways.

"57" following the harsh voice "58" it belongs to a man? Maybe? " hello " you call out trying to make yourself known "oh! Who.. oh it's you"

" Do you know me?" He looks me up and down as if he was trying to find a place where he had seen me before " Do I know who" " Sir do you know me?"

Facing me he takes a moment "Sir? No I ain't no sir I'm hoggle" he points a broken finger nail at me " Who are you" pointing back at him you take a moment to think if you should really be giving your name out.

But you give it anyways, slapping your hand away from his. He turns back to spraying something flying by "That's what I thought" looking forward at the labyrinth walls that seemed to have no way to get in "Do you know how I can get into the labyrinth?" I ask quietly

He looks over his shoulder at you " You gets in there" And just like that the wall I was looking at was suddenly a large door into the very labyrinth. "You really going in there? " He looked as if he was almost scared of the place himself "Yea I need to" with that I walked right into the labyrinth.

" dozy ain't it.. now which way would you go" not thinking he followed me in I jumped slightly at his voice "Right…right? That's what I always thought" he looked puzzled at that as if no one had ever given an actual answer " Well I wouldn't go either way"

"Thank you for helping me in hogwash" " It's hoggle!" He stomped out and the doors closed behind him really setting my fate in "Alright let's go "

Walking past branches and rumble it seems as if I haven't gone anywhere. Running doesn't work either, it's like I'm stuck in the same place no matter how far I run "This goes on forever.. how are there no turns" sliding down against the wall with my head in my hands. It's so stupid that I can't find a single turn

" ello" looking to my right there's a little guy who sits with his little scarf "Did you just say hello to me?" A blue worm? Really? "No I said ello but that's close enough" so adorable with his little scarf "Little worm you wouldn't happen to know where the turns are would ya?"

It felt silly to ask a worm, but hoggle had helped me so why couldn't this little guy " There's one right in front of ya" there was? "Come inside meet the missus?" " Oh no I can't but thank you truly "

Standing up as I put my hands out just in case I fall through something. And sure enough there was a hidden turn " Thank you so much little fella " I nod my head going towards the left "Hey hang on don't go that way" oh yea that's right always go right " Truly thank you again" giving him a half smile i head to the next part

Honestly everything about this place is just strange

And even stranger things were happening in the castle that lived at the center of the goblin city's

Jareth sat upon his curved throne deep in thought while the goblins around him tried their best to calm the sobbing young girl sat in the middle of the throne room.

Looking towards the poor girls red face as she tired wiping them as fast as the ran down her face. And finally taking pity on the child he stands and takes steps till he is at arms length with her "What has you so troubled little one?"

He asks crouching down brushing away the stray tears that fall faster, as Evie tries to get any words out she just breaks down even harder. Hiccups follow with mixed words that not even the goblins can understand.

Jareth not sure of what to do picks the small child up and holds her close to his chest "Things will be alright you're with your brother and sisters now petal" but his words did in fact not help in the slightest they actually made the sobs worse

Tiny hands clenching his shirt with a tight grip her wails grow louder. Sighing Jareth looks to any of his subjects for help, he hasn't had to deal with a child that could talk in ages usually it's small babes. Even the children the same age as the one in his arm didn't cry this much.

"Little one you are safe here I promise you" turning back towards his throne Jareth sets the girl down "You know what ? You remind me of someone" looking at him witn sad doe eyes waiting for him to speak while she tries to catch her breath

The goblins around start rushing to set something up as Jareth walks back to the center of the room pointing back at the girl "You remind of the babe" gaining the curiosity " The babe?" Evie asks through shaky breath and sniffles.

Jareth rushes to girl grabbing her hands in his as he dances her to a set of goblins who grab the girl and bounce around with her. Her sobs turning into giggles as goblin after goblin take turns dancing around the room with her singing with the king who also dances with them.

Back to a poor mother worried sick about her small child

Hearing Evie's cries I head towards the castle as fast as I can, but everything looks the exact same. Looking through my pockets I pull out kid lipstick from Evie's play makeup set "This is just going to have to work thank you Evie for sneaking things into my pockets" putting an X in the direction I was going next. Wait I've already gone this way? Didn't I? Turning around was another dead end "Wait wasn't this clear just a second ago? "

"No that was always a dead end " turning back the dead end I had just been at now showed two doors with dog like things? But there were four. One on the top and one upside down " how am I supposed to find Evie if everything in this damned labyrinth keeps changing " as the two dogs look at each other and back at me as if it was stupid to ask them

"Well there's only one way out of here and it's through one of these doors" " But one them leads straight to the castle at the center of the labyrinth and the other leads to… Certain death" the one below him added some noise for drama which was silly but not fun "So can you tell me which is which"

" uh we don't know" looking at them dumbfounded. That really had worked for me so far " But they do" the pair on the bottom say to the top " So can you tell me?" Shaking their heads "No you can't ask us, you can only ask one of us" nodding along the blue one quickly jumped in" yes, it's in the rules….but i should warn you, one of us always tells the truth and one of us always lies that's a rule too, he always lies" I'm sorry? As they argued I try thinking of how to loophole all of this.

Maybe I could tell the hot goblin king I liked his unique hair? "Oh! Would the blue one tell me that this door leads to the castle?" Looking at each other then back at me " Um yes?" Ok I think I can figure this out "So that means this door leads to death and his leads to the castle? No? "

"How do ya know that? He could be telling the truth" " Yes but then you would be lying and the doors would still be the same" walking towards the blue door getting ready to push it " See it works no matter what, you always go to the right" pushing it felt really good knowing I would soon be at the castle but really I should have known that nothing in the place makes any sense

Falling down the dark hole with a bunch of rough hands grabbing at you. Only to hold on with a rough grip just to let go. Pleading calling for anyone to help you from falling

" Who are you calling for" anyone really "I just don't want to fall down" it's like the stuff of nightmares, bathed in darkness with only the dim light from where I fell through " We are helping" it's grip hurting my wrist and my ankles "We're helping hands" there's laughing all around me again. Shivers are sent up my spine at the creepy way the hands keep forming faces "You're hurting me" the hands lessen their grip just slightly "Would you like us to let go"

Then before I can say no I'm falling again "No No Please" then I'm still once again "Which way would you like to go" looking around it's either up or down "Like going down?" Before I can think of what I've said there's laughing again "You chose down" more of that god awful laughing "Wait what do you mean" I say in a panic "She chose down?" As I go to grab any of the hands to stop myself from falling

falling down twice as fast as before. The nails of the hands digging into my skin cutting me before letting go and just as fast as the panic comes and swarms my mind I hit the ground with a dull thud.

And with that the second part to this story is done. This one has been done for a long time but I really wanted to make sure that I felt like this part worked well enough as the last chapter that really followed the og script.

And yes sorry this chapter is small I kinda wanted to get out of the per set stuff and into the angst and stress of the other ones.

The next one will have theme's of claustrophobia and overs but that one is hopefully going to be out way sooner than this one.

And there will hopefully be more Jareth and his pov.

But really this story will now mostly be it's own timeline and have its own kinda world building with characters. But it will keep to the og world that the labyrinth takes place in.

[laughableillusions]

LETS GIVE IT UP FOR THE WORM BITCHHHG

[starlessmistake]

Flight Risk

Jareth x Sarah - Labyrinth (1986)

Sarah runs. Jareth catches her.

(1.7k, 1/1, Rated M)

[ariiamgoblin]

When you read a fanfic, you prefer the ones that directly address the reader, for example: "she takes your hand and lays a soft kiss on it". Or the ones that speak in third person (create an oc??) but don't give a description of the character, so you can feel identified anyway? Like: "she took their hand, depositing a soft kiss on it"?

When it comes to writing it, for me, the second option is much more comfortable and natural, although I don't know if anyone would be willing to read something like that? Akshdhd I'm writing this anyway because it's what keeps me sane right now, but I suppose I could upload it if anyone would be interested in it?

The fanfic is from Labyrinth, 1986. I'm delving into the backstory of Jareth's character, the Goblin city, the fae world, and obviously there's romance.

I'm maybe cringe but I'm free. Thanks for your attention little Goblins, I'd love to read you <3 Oh, I forgot, I'm also doing drawings!!

[almachroma]

Day 9 is Mairia and her husband from That Williams Girl

[sherylholmes]

Updated Tra La La, Dr. King

Oops, someone tagged me on Tumblr, and I remembered this exists.  (Thank you for recommending my work, @anarcha-queer-horror !)

I’m kidding about having forgotten about this, though.  I’ve been trying to finish this fic for ages, and as recently as last week I wrote a whole other cache of notes for it.  But seeing one of my readers wonder aloud if this story is abandoned lit a fire under me. 

“No, it isn’t! It’s almost done, I’m just busy!” *cries in young professional*

Anyway, I had planned to post the two chapters I’d already had written, but then this one ambushed me in a dark alley and mugged my creativity for its own advantage.  So, uh, here’s a chapter that was never supposed to be written but now feels necessary?

[iwanttomeetdavidbowie]

I’m working on a labyrinth Drabble. Like. It just hit me. It’s so disjointed I have no idea where it’s going, and I’m at work so I can’t really do my usual process of how I write things out. But I’m typing stuff out in my notes.

You can’t eat food in other realms and expect to be able to leave. And the dream world is so close to magic, maybe it’s easier to pierce the void there?

And then my Sansan addled brain went: you know what character is very similar to Sarah? Sansa. Like crazy so. They’re both dreamers, they both have this idealized version of what it means to be an adult, they’re both going through their selfish phase (at least younger Sansa is)

And who would be a good goblin king? Someone selfish for her attention, someone that wants to both shelter her and make her see the world isn’t fair? That would threaten those around her to push her in the direction he wanted and threaten her loved ones in order to keep her? Sandor. Obviously.

Now the question is, would he use magic to conceal his true nature? Would he transform himself into a pretty boy of her dreams and when the world shatters so does his illusion? Or would he want to scare her with his appearance??

Honest to goodness that’s how bad the brain rot is for Sansan, I was fully committed to this being a strictly Labyrinth fanfic of Sarah and Jarreth but my otp decided to take over while I was halfway through this post.

[debbie-anniversary]

At Your Age | Irene Williams, Labyrinth FanFic

After almost five days of writing and editing, I'm proud to finally upload my newest Labyrinth fanfic to AO3. If the following premise sounds any good, please check it out! Thanks for reading! <3

Rating: General Audiences

Relationships: Irene Williams/Robert Williams; Irene Williams & Sarah Williams

Main Concepts: Missing scene(s), Mother-Daughter relationship, Character development

One Shot - 4,296 words

Summary: It's date night again for Robert & Irene. Though she tries to spend the time unwinding, Irene's thoughts turn to the strained relationship between her and her stepdaughter. Was there any possibility she could relate to Sarah and move out of the imposed role of wicked stepmother?

[bipolar-boygirl]

Hi, uhh, so I kinda sorta wrote a Sarah/Jareth fic that’s been gnawing at my brain nonstop so if anyone wants to read it that would be swell. I’ve never posted to AO3 before, so be gentle lol

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Labyrinth (1986) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jareth/Sarah Williams (Labyrinth) Characters: Jareth (Labyrinth), Sarah Williams (Labyrinth) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, age gap, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Power Imbalance, Idiots in Love Summary:

Sarah agrees to stay in the Underground with Jareth. Toby is returned home, but Sarah must now make a new one for herself. Her heart aches for the Goblin King's attention, but she is not ready to accept it, but maybe one day she will be.

[7r4v3n7]

Hello out there! Welcome ("To the Hazbin Hotel!") 😁!!!

Going to be posting here from now on, I’m a bit of a mixed bag with things (and a bag full of cats lives upstairs 🧠😉)!

Anywho, bear with me while I get situated to bring my posts together! I'm newer to the blogging side of things but have been a tumblr user for some time now 😉. I hope to accomplish/post lots of fanfic-related content of my own, plus some other things like my own artwork to post etc!

Here are some subjects of interest I'll probably end up conjuring up shortly! :

#HazbinHotel #LokiFanfic #LabyrinthFanfic #DavidBowie #PhantomofTheOpera #BlackButler #ObanStarRacers #MoreComingUpSoon

LASTLY!!! I do have an upcoming webshow that I’ll be hosting soon!! Starring myself and my #SissyBestie 💜!!!

[misstrillian]

Labyrinth Fanfictions

Hey everyone.

I'm absolutely in love with Labyrinth (and with Bowie ofc) since September 2024 and i decided that i want to take part in the Fanfiction game. So I wrote a few and published them. I don't know if anyone will see this post (if so: hiiii ♥). I would be really happy if you would check out my stories. You can find me on Wattpad, Fanfiktion.de and Fanfiction.net under "misstrillian" ♥