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twixto · 10 months
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Popia but THE labyrinth scene..
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Posting the sketch because I’m not sure if I’ll like the coloured/finished version….
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todayontumblr · 10 months
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thranduilofsmirkwood · 2 months
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Not Thranduil related but I swear this meme just killed me lol
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sluttylittlenewsboy · 5 months
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Which one of my comfort movies is your favorite?
This is only some of them, but I wanna see what ya'll think
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beanbowlbaggins · 1 year
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The quality and quantity of tricorn hats and gargoyle masks in the ballroom scene of Labyrinth (1986) is simultaneously ethereal and threatening
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bloodhoundteeth · 7 months
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Homulilly by me
Madoka Magica is my favorite anime ever I will die by that series, gonna try to draw more witches soon :D
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statuescrumble · 1 year
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labyrinth - taylor swift
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desperately looking for more movies like this...
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y2kaee · 1 month
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"How will we ever escape this labyrinth
of suffering ?"
John Green _ Looking for Alaska (2005)
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confusedblakex · 1 year
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As the World Falls Down (Pt 1)
Pairing: Jareth X Reader (GN)
Summary: Destined to rule by his side, you are taken from him and trapped in a prison fueled by magick
Wordcount: 772
Warnings: Kidnapping, imprisonment, revenge, jealousy
Requested by: No one
Inspired by: This post by @write-it-motherfuckers
Notes: Loosely based on the prequel and sequel comic series, but mostly the movie and my own interpretation of the wider lore
Last edited: 05th April 2023
Part 1 - Part 2
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You were once a simple being, a fae of lavish parties and luxury. Being the child of the Owl King, you were envied by many and revered by all. 
It was at one of the parties that you fell in love with him. Jareth.
You knew your father had chosen an heir to the Labrinth. You had only done as much as seen him around the castle in the past few years, but you had never spoken or interacted. 
While you weren’t expected to love him, you were expected to rule at his side, and who were you to complain? He was attractive and charming, and you were foolish. To think that no others wished to steal his heart, perhaps you were lying to yourself. You can’t quite remember.
He wore a dark blue tailcoat and ruffled poet shirt, with trousers that let the mind wander just a little too much, and a mask of a horned oni held to his face. You, on the other hand, had been stuffed in a white and gold suit of frilly trousers, an even frillier blouse and a corset that restricted your breathing. Over it was a baby blue tailcoat with gold cuffs and a tail that was so long it was practically the train of a dress.
He had approached timidly at first, rather uncharacteristically. You outstretched your hand to him, and he took it with a firm grip. The rest of the night was a blur.
You spoke and laughed and oh, how you two danced. You were the centre of everyone’s attention, and you caught your father casting a glance and a knowing smile at you.
Little did you know of the envy that brewed in others.
It was many years later, at his coronation, when you had been taken from him. A mere misjudgment and an idiotic oversight on your end were the cause. The misjudgment was your lack of foresightedness, and the idiotic oversight was the woman herself. 
How would one create a prison for a being more powerful themself? It would simply be a case of creating a place where all their power is rendered useless. And then getting them there.
Mizumi had forced you into a bubble of water and trapped you on the other side of a pond in her garden. A mirrored world.
Your head had spun with the realisation of what had happened. The pond’s surface rippled a window into the garden, and Mizumi stood where your own reflection would be, looking down at you and smiling as she turned to walk away. The water's surface felt like glass but was as strong as a stone wall.
You were alone, trapped in the confines of the mirrored garden, cursed to wander through a reflected world of Mizumi’s creation. How long had it been? You’d tried to count, but time had lost its meaning a long while ago. 
The plants that once mirrored those of the real garden, were now their own ecosystem - their own entity. Everything was drenched in the magick that was leaking from the fragile water surface that kept you trapped here. Her magick was growing wild unattended.
Nothing was real, and yet it was so much more real than anything Mizumi had the capacity to create. She had long forgotten about you, forgotten that she had trapped you here with unstable magick, left you here to soak it up.
Your power grew, your abilities expanded, and every aspect of this fake world was yours to command. All but the exit to your prison. For that, you would have to wait.
Memories that weren’t significant had long faded or twisted over time, and your body - despite its lack of ageing - had become stronger. Even as one of the most powerful fae you were weak when Mizumi had caught you, lost in luxury and love, but after absorbing so much magick that leaked through into your prison cell you were strong and steeped in rage and power.
This was something new. You were something new.
So now, 300 years later, you call the grass at your feet and the air around your body, and touch the water’s surface with the tip of your finger and it shatters, the garden around you fracturing and fading. You pass through the fabricated world and into the one you have so sorely missed, the water from the pond falling from you like diamonds as you step through, leaving you completely dry.
There was somewhere you had to go, somewhere you needed to be. You had escaped, but there was so much more left to do.
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sugarbear2001 · 29 days
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If Laios were in Labyrinth, he would try to eat all the goblins, and Ludo nobody would be safe. Also, he and Senshi would cook up the fireys and make some fried chicken. 
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twixto · 10 months
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I coloured it! Apologies if it’s not that good I’m not very good at colouring imo ;-;
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lulublack90 · 7 days
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Prompt 19 - Class
@jegulus-microfic April 19, Word count 847
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Regulus dropped James’s hand as soon as the door was closed. He stood there awkwardly, not sure what to do with himself. James had just hugged him. Actually hugged him, and not because his ankle was buggered. 
“Sorry you had to deal with all that,” He gestured widely, trying to encompass the whole situation. He stared at the carpet, not able to meet James’s eyes. What if he’d had enough of his shenanigans and spent the rest of his holiday doing what he came here to do?
“No problem,” James replied, grinning from ear to ear. “I nearly mistakenly got thrown out of the hotel by this huge ginger guy. I’ve never been thrown out of anywhere it was class!” James grabbed Regulus’s hand again and gently dragged him to the bed so he could sit down. 
Regulus made himself comfortable, only now realising he hadn’t eaten dinner as his stomach gave a loud, angry rumble.
“Have you not eaten?” James said aghast. 
“No. I haven’t had time to, what with everything going on.” He could feel his cheeks heating and knew they’d be burning red. James opened the bedside table and threw the menu at him.
“Order something.” He said before jumping on the bed and stealing the remote. 
Regulus scanned the list of rich French cuisine the hotel offered as room service, and a wave of nausea flooded his body. 
“I really want a burger or something like that. But I they don’t have anything like that.” He said, putting the menu aside. He’d wait until he could order breakfast. 
“Yes, hi, I’m in room 212. Yes, that’s right, Mr Black. Well, the thing is, he really wants a burger and chips… You will! Oh, Molly, you absolute angel… No, no, I had food with my parents, though I wouldn’t say no to some popcorn to go with the film… Perfect, thank you so much… Yes, I’m sure we will, you too. Bye now.” James hung up the phone before Regulus could protest. “Twenty minutes,” He told Regulus as he flicked down the menu on the TV.
Regulus stared at James as he continued to click the remote. No one apart from Sirius had cared about his wants like that, and James didn’t even expect anything in return, only to watch a film with him. Regulus was suddenly overcome with emotion and, without thinking, moved forward to wrap his arms around James and bury his head in the other man’s back. 
“Thank you,” He whispered into the thick muscle. James shuffled, and Regulus unexpectedly found himself cradled in James’s lap. He blinked rapidly, his brain trying to figure out what had just happened. 
“What about Stardust? I love that film.” James’s deep voice vibrated from his chest into Regulus’s. Regulus’s mouth went dry. Unable to speak, he nodded. James grinned at him, clicked play on Claire Danes’s face and wriggled them back until his back rested against the headboard. 
They were so absorbed in their quiet bubble that they didn’t hear the knock at the suite door or the gentle tap at the bedroom door. They did, however, notice when Sirius opened the door so forcefully it banged off the wall. 
“Aww, don’t you two look cosy?” Regulus tried to slide off James’s lap, but James wrapped a gentle hand around his waist, giving him the option to move if he wanted. But signalling that he didn’t mind if he stayed. Regulus stayed.“Your food is here,” Sirius smirked at them as he carried a tray over and placed it on the bedside table. “Bon appétit!” Sirius exclaimed with a flourish and an exaggerated bow before he left them to it. Just before he completely left the room, he tilted his head back in. “Oh, just so you know, Remus is staying over tonight. Not that you were going to, but probably don’t come into my room. I don’t want to scar you for life.” He winked, and he was gone. 
James’s laugh bounced Regulus against his chest, and with one arm still wrapped around him, James spun to grab the food. 
Regulus’s mouth watered at the sight of his dinner. It was exactly what he wanted. He bit into it and groaned.  Before he could even finish the food in his mouth, he had to swat James’s hand away from his plate when he caught him trying to steal his chips. 
“Mine!” He mumbled around his mouthful of food, narrowing his eyes.
“Oh, go on just one. Please.” James pleaded. Regulus rolled his eyes and picked up a chip for James to take. But instead of taking it with his free hand, James leant forward and snagged it between his teeth, chuckling as he chomped it into his mouth. “Thanks, love.” He said as he grabbed the bowl of popcorn off the tray. 
They spent the rest of the film steadily making their way through the popcorn, falling asleep in each other’s arms halfway through Labyrinth, which on a normal day Regulus would have found unacceptable behaviour. But it hadn’t been a normal day.     
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lusticiars · 4 months
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My goblin king is looking a little different today! Little Astarions as Jareth for you all.
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bubbbl3gummb1tch · 11 months
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Labyrinth meets ren fair meets runaway bride??? Idk but Billy Idols White Wedding is probs playing in the background though
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