❝ WHAT A PITY… ❞

[ rp account for Jareth from The Labyrinth ]

[glamglitterandgoblins]

I T ’ S   O N L Y   F O R E V E R …

roleplay account for Jareth from Labyrinth (1986) as written by Walden // private. independent. selective. // original character, alternate universe, & multiverse friendly

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The sea had not stopped screaming all day.

Canvas snapped overhead in the bitter wind, ropes groaned, boots thundered across wet planks, and somewhere below deck two sailors were still shouting at one another over a spilled ration barrel. Every sound felt sharper to James by the hour, driven straight into an already pounding head.

“Admiral’s whelp.”

The insult had followed him from dawn watch to supper.

Some of the older officers muttered it under their breath when they thought he could not hear. Others made certain he could. One had shoulder-checked him hard enough against the mast to bruise. Another had laughed when James dropped a navigation chart after nearly twenty hours awake.

And the superiors? They were worse!

Because if James was the admiral’s son, then he ought to be perfect. Not merely good. Perfect. One mistake during drill and the Lieutenant had torn into him before the entire deck.

“Your father commands half the bloody fleet and this is the standard you present?”

As though James himself had requested the name Norrington and didn't already feel it hanging around his neck like a noose.

By the time night settled over the ship, James could scarcely breathe around the tightness in his chest.

He sat curled miserably beside a stack of old crates near the gun deck, knees drawn up beneath the oversized navy coat hanging from his narrow shoulders. 14 years old and already exhausted down to the bone. His palms still stung from rope burns. Salt dried against his face where seawater and a few humiliating tears had long since gone cold.

James pressed his forehead against folded arms and shut his eyes hard.

He wanted away.

Away from the endless sea.

Away from the officers.

Away from the boys who sneered at him.

Away from the crushing disappointment in every adult face he met.

And then, as he did whenever he felt at his lowest, he tried to find comfort in the memory of his mothers voice and soft candlelight. The smell of lavender. And a story told to a lonely six-year-old curled beneath blankets while rain tapped gently at the windows.

The Labyrinth.

The Goblin King.

A place where unwanted children vanished if someone wished it of them hard enough.

At six, he had thought it magical but at 14 ( Almost 15 now! tyvm ), exhausted and heartsick aboard a warship in the middle of nowhere, it sounded like salvation.

James laughed once under his breath tired and miserable. “Ridiculous,” he muttered, though his voice trembled.

Still… he wondered if the unwanted child... could wish themselves away instead?

He lifted his head slightly, staring out toward the black stretch of ocean beyond the gun ports. “I wish…” His throat tightened. “I wish the goblins would come and take me away... Right now.”

The ship creaked. Somewhere above deck, thunder rolled and for just the briefest moment... James could have sworn he heard laughter that did not belong to anyone aboard the vessel.

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[glamglitterandgoblins]

Goblins have never been known to be subtle creatures. When they are irritated, they are irritated. When they are amused, they are amused.

And when they are brought into focus...

First, there is one hissed laugh.. then, from a different direction, a stifled cackle. A crate lid opens and then slams shut.

Lightning flashes and thunder rumbles.

The sky begins to darken to almost the blackness of night... and unsettled waves to strike against the ship.

"He's too old!" protests one crackly voice.

"But he said his right words!" hisses another.

"Ain't no one said 'ow old!"

"Let the King decide!"

The delight becomes more audible, and a chorus of terrible little voices raises into near frenzy, the entire room seeming to come alive with shadows and forms that seem to move only at the edges of periphery.

Crates and barrels begin to open and close. A previously coiled line begins to shuffle across the deck almost as a serpent. Cannonballs begin to roll across the floors, and the cannons shift as though moved by seas far more rough than those beyond the ship.

"THE KING WILL DECIDE!"

And then, the entire world plunges into total darkness...

[glamglitterandgoblins]

☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER’S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

Concept of home and family

Most of what I pull from here can be found in the Labyrinth: Coronation graphic novels.

Jareth’s idea of family is perhaps a bit… strange. There’s a lot of background stuff that goes into this, and––to my knowledge––can only be found in the graphic novels mentioned above, but I’ll summarize. [ WARNING: Spoilers for the graphic novels ahead. ]

Jareth was sent away to the goblins (and the elderly Owl King) by his biological father, Albert. Now, his father was an utter sonuvabitch. Entitled and under the obligations of his own father, Albert was summoned back from abroad under threat of being disowned. As such, he abandoned the mother of his child (not wife) and intended to send Jareth away to an orphanage. Jareth’s mother––Maria––took off with the child, threatening to ruin Albert. Albert then proceeded to wish Jareth away to the goblins. Maria, determined to save her child, struck a bargain with the Owl King, much as Sarah did for Toby.

Maria was clever and determined to save her son, and she got quite far along. Far enough the that Owl King cheated and used Albert’s memories to create a construct. He used that to trap Maria––as Jareth does with Sarah and the peach––and the Albert-construct (who turned out to be only the best parts of Albert) was tasked with killing her. Instead, he was moved by love and chose to save her and ‘their’ son.

Though Maria failed to reach Jareth in time, she did save him from the Owl King’s plans––to siphon Jareth’s youth to make himself more powerful. Together, Maria and the Albert-construct raised Jareth in a sort of… time divergence? Like a separate place of the main timeline. I say this not because it’s stated outright but because it seems implied that they raised Jareth together, yet a goblin remarks that Jareth returned––fully formed and ready to rule––not long after Maria and the baby disappeared.

So, in my canon, he has had a loving if somewhat odd family environment, mostly in a separate ‘world’ created by Maria that was a facsimile of the life she and actual Albert had lived before everything fell apart.

To Jareth, however, while his parents were home, he never really felt that this Venetian replica was his home, and despite being bound to the Labyrinth––because his mother didn’t reach him in time––he doesn’t necessarily feel that is a home either. It’s a responsibility, something to which he’s bound.

The actual summary, because that was more long-winded than I intended:

Jareth considers family as his mother and construct-father. He still rather resents his ACTUAL biological father. (He perhaps considers one of the goblins so after the novel because he had cared for and protected a defenseless baby Jareth.) He does not have a solid sense of home, however, beyond the connection with his parents. He does crave something more than that in a lot of ways, but he also can’t say exactly what that something more is.

[ohisms]

𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑵𝑶 𝑷𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑴𝑬 !    (   sentence  starters  originating  from  jim  henson’s  1986  film  ‘ labyrinth ’ .  )

❛  oh ,  it’s  not  fair !  ❜ ❛  well ,  don’t  stand  there  in  the  rain  -  come  on .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  you’re  an  hour  late .  ❜ ❛  please ,  let me finish .  ❜ ❛  we  were  worried  about  you .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  do  anything  right ,  can  i ?  ❜ ❛  you’d  better  hurry ,  or  you’re  gonna  be  late .  ❜ ❛  you  really  wanted  to  talk  to  me ,  didn’t  you ?  ❜ ❛  i  hate  you .  i  hate  you !  ❜ ❛  knock  it  off .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  stop  it .  ❜ ❛  what’s  said  is  said .  ❜ ❛  i  didn’t  mean  it .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  brought  you  a  gift .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  don’t  defy  me .  ❜ ❛  you’re  no  match  for  me .  ❜ ❛  turn  back  before  it’s  too  late .  ❜ ❛  such  a  pity .  ❜ ❛  time  is  short .  ❜ ❛  shows  what  you  know ,  doesn’t  it ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  horrible .  ❜ ❛  if  that’s  all  the  help  you’re  gonna  be ,  you  can  just  leave .  ❜ ❛  you  take  too  many  things  for  granted .  ❜ ❛  thanks  for  nothing ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  things  aren’t  always  what  they  seem  in  this  place .  ❜ ❛  that’s  right ,  it’s  not  fair .  ❜ ❛  what  am  i  supposed  to  do ?  ❜ ❛  i  knew  you  were  going  to  get  into  trouble  as  soon  as  i  met  you .  ❜ ❛  oh ,  don’t  sound  so  smart .  ❜ ❛  why  are  you  so  concerned  about  me ?  ❜ ❛  what  do  we  have  here ?  ❜ ❛  what  a  nice  surprise .  ❜ ❛  how  can  i  believe  anything  you  say ?  ❜ ❛  what  choice  have  you  got ?  ❜ ❛  you’ve  gotta  understand  my  position ;  i’m  a  coward .  ❜ ❛  you  little  cheat  -  you  nasty  little  cheat !  ❜ ❛  give  those  back  to  me !  ❜ ❛  the  way  forwards  is  sometimes  the  way  back .  ❜ ❛  will  you  please  be  quiet ?!  ❜ ❛  it  seems  like  we’re  not  getting  anywhere .  ❜ ❛  you’re  the  only  friend  i’ve  got .  ❜ ❛  well ,  i’m  not  afraid .  ❜ ❛  i’m  used  to  it .  ❜ ❛  leave  me  alone !  ❜ ❛  please ,  i only have a little time left .  ❜ ❛  you’re  a  life  saver .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  what  have  you  done ?  ❜ ❛  i’ll  be  there  for  you .  ❜ ❛  [ pronoun ]’ll  never  forgive  me .  ❜ ❛  it’s  all  junk !  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  see  why  we  have  to  be  so  quiet .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  are  you  alright ?  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  care  what  you  think  of  me .  ❜ ❛  i  forgive  you ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  i  have  to  do  this  alone .  ❜ ❛  everything  i’ve  done ,  i’ve  done  for  you .  ❜ ❛  i  move  the  stars  for  no  one .  ❜ ❛  i  have  been  generous  up  until  now .  ❜ ❛  what  have  you  done  that’s  generous ?  ❜ ❛  i  ask  for  so  little .  ❜ ❛  fear  me ,  love  me ,  do  as  i  say  &  i  will  be  your  slave .  ❜ ❛  you  have  no  power  over  me .  ❜

[leneemusing]

⚔ the princess bride sentence starters ⚔

“  you  mock  my  pain!  ”  “  life  is  pain.  ” “  he’s  only  mostly  dead.  ” “  i’m on  the  brute  squad.  ” “  you  are  the  brute  squad.  ” “  prepare  to  die.  ” “  we’ll  never  survive.  ” “  nonsense.  you’re  only  saying  that  because  no  one  ever  has.  ” “  who  are  you?  ” “  get  used  to  disappointment.  ” “  you  keep  using  that  word.  i  do  not  think  it  means  what  you  think  it  means.  ” “  i’ll  use  small  words  so  that  you’ll  be  sure  to  understand,  you  warthog  faced  buffoon.  ” “  that  may  be  the  first  time  in  my  life  a  man  dared  insult  me.  ” “  drop.  your.  sword.  ” “  shut  up!!  ”   “  you’ve  made  your  decision  then?  ” “  i  bet  my  life  on  it!  ” “  truly,  you  have  dizzying  intellect.  ” “  you’re  just  stalling  now.  ” “  you  guessed  wrong.  ” “  enough  of  that.  ”  “  surrender.  ” “  you  mean  you  wish  to  surrender  to  me?  very  well,  i  accept.  ” “  i  hate  waiting.  ” “  morons.  ” “  you  are  wonderful.  ” “  you  seem  a  decent  fellow,  i  hate  to  kill   you.  ” “  why  are  you  smiling?  ” “  because  i  know  something  you  don’t  know.  ” “  goodnight.  good  work.  i’ll  most  likely  kill  you  in  the  morning.  ” “  oh,  there’s  something  i  ought  to  tell  you.  ” “  think  it’ll  work?  ” “  it  would  take  miracle.  ” “  hear  this  now —  i  will  always  come  for  you.  ” “  this  is  true  love,  you  think  this  happens  every  day?  ” “  death  cannot  stop  true  love.  ” “  i  died  that  day.  ” “  we  may  as  well  die  here.  ” “  he’s  dead.  he  can’t  talk.  ”   “  as  you  wish.  ”   “  why  didn’t  you  wait  for  me?  ”   “  you  can  die  slowly,  cut  into  a  thousand  pieces.  ” “  you  killed  my  love.  ” “  it’s  possible. i  kill  a  lot  of  people.  ”   “  yes,  you’re  very  smart.  shut  up.  ”   “  you’ve  been  mostly-dead  all  day.  ”  “  inconceivable!!  ”  “  let  me  explain.  ”   “  your vote of confidence is overwhelming.  ” “  what  hideous  sin  have  you  committed  lately?  ” “  will  you  ever  forgive  me?  ” “  there’s a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. it would be a pity to damage yours.  ”  

[ohisms]

𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑵𝑶 𝑷𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑴𝑬 !    (   sentence  starters  originating  from  jim  henson’s  1986  film  ‘ labyrinth ’ .  )

❛  oh ,  it’s  not  fair !  ❜ ❛  well ,  don’t  stand  there  in  the  rain  -  come  on .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  you’re  an  hour  late .  ❜ ❛  please ,  let me finish .  ❜ ❛  we  were  worried  about  you .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  do  anything  right ,  can  i ?  ❜ ❛  you’d  better  hurry ,  or  you’re  gonna  be  late .  ❜ ❛  you  really  wanted  to  talk  to  me ,  didn’t  you ?  ❜ ❛  i  hate  you .  i  hate  you !  ❜ ❛  knock  it  off .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  stop  it .  ❜ ❛  what’s  said  is  said .  ❜ ❛  i  didn’t  mean  it .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  brought  you  a  gift .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  don’t  defy  me .  ❜ ❛  you’re  no  match  for  me .  ❜ ❛  turn  back  before  it’s  too  late .  ❜ ❛  such  a  pity .  ❜ ❛  time  is  short .  ❜ ❛  shows  what  you  know ,  doesn’t  it ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  horrible .  ❜ ❛  if  that’s  all  the  help  you’re  gonna  be ,  you  can  just  leave .  ❜ ❛  you  take  too  many  things  for  granted .  ❜ ❛  thanks  for  nothing ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  things  aren’t  always  what  they  seem  in  this  place .  ❜ ❛  that’s  right ,  it’s  not  fair .  ❜ ❛  what  am  i  supposed  to  do ?  ❜ ❛  i  knew  you  were  going  to  get  into  trouble  as  soon  as  i  met  you .  ❜ ❛  oh ,  don’t  sound  so  smart .  ❜ ❛  why  are  you  so  concerned  about  me ?  ❜ ❛  what  do  we  have  here ?  ❜ ❛  what  a  nice  surprise .  ❜ ❛  how  can  i  believe  anything  you  say ?  ❜ ❛  what  choice  have  you  got ?  ❜ ❛  you’ve  gotta  understand  my  position ;  i’m  a  coward .  ❜ ❛  you  little  cheat  -  you  nasty  little  cheat !  ❜ ❛  give  those  back  to  me !  ❜ ❛  the  way  forwards  is  sometimes  the  way  back .  ❜ ❛  will  you  please  be  quiet ?!  ❜ ❛  it  seems  like  we’re  not  getting  anywhere .  ❜ ❛  you’re  the  only  friend  i’ve  got .  ❜ ❛  well ,  i’m  not  afraid .  ❜ ❛  i’m  used  to  it .  ❜ ❛  leave  me  alone !  ❜ ❛  please ,  i only have a little time left .  ❜ ❛  you’re  a  life  saver .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  what  have  you  done ?  ❜ ❛  i’ll  be  there  for  you .  ❜ ❛  [ pronoun ]’ll  never  forgive  me .  ❜ ❛  it’s  all  junk !  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  see  why  we  have  to  be  so  quiet .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  are  you  alright ?  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  care  what  you  think  of  me .  ❜ ❛  i  forgive  you ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  i  have  to  do  this  alone .  ❜ ❛  everything  i’ve  done ,  i’ve  done  for  you .  ❜ ❛  i  move  the  stars  for  no  one .  ❜ ❛  i  have  been  generous  up  until  now .  ❜ ❛  what  have  you  done  that’s  generous ?  ❜ ❛  i  ask  for  so  little .  ❜ ❛  fear  me ,  love  me ,  do  as  i  say  &  i  will  be  your  slave .  ❜ ❛  you  have  no  power  over  me .  ❜

[leneemusing]

memes for that specific brand of ships

SOFTER: “  stop doing that— stop trying to hide your emotions from me.  ” “  i can’t make you trust me. but i’m gonna stick around long enough for you to realize you can.  ” “  not everyone is just gonna become another scar. some people will stay, if you let them.  ” “  i feel like i’ve been living in a storm for so long, like i’m just drifting from wave or wave hoping i won’t drown.  ” “  what happened to you? what made you so scared to stay still long enough to let someone in?  ” “  i don’t wanna be scared anymore.  ” “  even when you smile, your eyes are still sad.  ” “  you’re safe with me. you can let go. breathe. ”   “  i just want to belong somewhere again. or to someone, i guess.  ” “  the thing about never having a home, is you don’t know what to do when you’re finally given one. you just feel like you’re waiting for something to take it away again.  ” “  would you just sit still? you’re gonna get an infection if you don’t let me clean this up.  ” “  i’m not gonna hurt you. i’m just here to help.  ” “  close your eyes. go back to sleep. nothing can hurt you while i’m here.  ” “  you looked so peaceful while you were sleeping…i couldn’t bring myself to wake you up.  ” “  why do you trust me?  ” “  don’t do that— don’t shut down on me. let me in.  ” “  you were talking in your sleep again. i’m starting to think they’re memories and not just dreams.  ” “  i’m not used to letting people close. i don’t like being vulnerable— but i want to, with you. i want to let you in.  ” “  how did you get this scar?  ” “ i don’t always need you to fix everything. i just— sometimes i just want you to listen. ” “  you’re so beautiful when you laugh. i wish i could see it more, but maybe it’s the rarity of it that makes it so captivating. ”

DARKER:  “  every time i touch you, there’s a moment where you look like you think it will hurt. ” “ why aren’t you scared of me?  ”   “  you’d accept a caress from the same hands that leave you bruised, just to feel warm.  ” “  i’ll kill anyone that makes you hurt like that again. i’d kill them just for taking your smile.  ” “  i want to keep you all to myself. i don’t want anyone but us to know the things we do in secret.  ” “  you’re mine now. and i won’t let anyone take you from me.  ” “  would you kill for me?  ” “  i’d cut my heart out and place it in your hands if it would prove my devotion to you.  ”  “  you love me so fiercely. i’m almost afraid of it.  ” “  i know if anyone hurt me, you’d never let them see another day. and i think i like that a little too much.  ” “  i know you’re dangerous, but i also know you won’t hurt me. you bark, and you growl, but you never bite. not me, at least.  ” “  who hurt you? who made you so sad and lonely? tell me so i can make them pay.  ”   “  i don’t like the way they look at you. perhaps i’ll cut their eyes out.  ” “   “  they hurt me. now i want you to make it better. make them hurt too.  ”   “  if anyone lays even a single finger on you, i’ll cut it off and feed it to them.  ” “  yes. i killed them— but i did it for you.  ” “  i had to do it. no one gets to make you sad and get away with it.  ” “  i told you, i’ll love you no matter what. i’ll wipe the blood off your skin. i’ll clean the dirt off your hands from every grave you dig. i don’t care if you’re a monster.  ” “  you should be scared of me. i like that you’re not.  ”   “  don’t you know my love could destroy you?  ”   “  come, sit in my lap and tell me whose blood i should spill tonight.  ”  

[laufeysons]

Labyrinth (1986) dir. Jim Henson

[rpmemes-galore]

reblog if your muse is   ( D R A M A T I C ™ ) 

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Meme: Shakespeare Edition

“And make death proud to take us.”

‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.”

“You have witchcraft in your lips.”

“Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent underneath.”

“I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.”

“I would not wish any companion in the world, but you.”

“all the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players.”

“For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?”

“Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.”

“When you depart from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes its leave.”

 "These words are razors to my wounded heart"

“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind”.

“Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them”

“The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose”

“My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.”

“Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.”

“And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.”

“Love all, trust a few. Do wrong to none.”

“No legacy is so rich as honesty.”

[rarerpmemes]

➳ ALICE IN WONDERLAND BY LEWIS CARROLL; STARTER SENTENCES.

❛ It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then. ❜

❛ We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad. ❜

❛ Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. ❜

❛ If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see? ❜

❛ Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle. ❜

❛ I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.’ ❜

❛ Curiouser and curiouser! ❜

❛ One of the deep secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others. ❜

❛ Why is a raven like a writing-desk? ❜

❛ If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does. ❜

❛ No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time. ❜

❛ Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality. ❜

❛ Everything is funny, if you can laugh at it. ❜

❛ I’m afraid I can’t explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see? ❜

❛ My dear, here we must run as fast as we can, just to stay in place. And if you wish to go anywhere you must run twice as fast as that. ❜

❛ Off with their heads! ❜

❛ Well, I never heard it before, but it sounds uncommon nonsense. ❜

❛ No wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise. ❜

❛ It would be so nice if something made sense for a change. ❜

❛ It’s always tea-time. ❜

❛ I don’t know the meaning of half those long words, and I don’t believe you do either! ❜

❛ Look after the senses and the sounds will look after themselves. ❜

❛ Rule Forty-two. All persons more than a mile high to leave the court. ❜

❛ You’re thinking about something, and it makes you forget to talk. ❜

❛ Birds of a feather flock together. ❜

[glamglitterandgoblins]

I T ’ S   O N L Y   F O R E V E R …

roleplay account for Jareth from Labyrinth (1986) as written by Walden // private. independent. selective. // original character, alternate universe, & multiverse friendly

[glamglitterandgoblins]

benevolentgodloki​:

Loki only seems to bask in his manners being called into question. He’s perfected polite rudeness to an art. “Must we?” he toys, ever grinning but with a hint of the malicious. “Yours was the assumption I was actually asking rather than simply wondering. Now I know there is someone. Could it be the stories are true?”

All he has to go on is what he has read about Jareth. Yet, as with the myths of Loki, therein must lie a certain amount of truth.

“How much you presume of so  l i t t l e …”

A beat and then he laughs, the sound sudden and sharp like shattered glass. His mismatched gaze remains quite settled on the other, and he regards him with wry amusement. Whether it is feigned or unfeigned would be anyone’s guess.

“Though, now I must wonder exactly what stories it is that you have heard or read of me to be able to so confidently reach such a conclusion.”

[glamglitterandgoblins]

benevolentgodloki​:

The god paces quietly in parallel with Jareth, goblins chittering nervously and backing away as he nears. “I see.” He averts his gaze seemingly in thought though his posture suggests he’s completely alert to everything around him.

“And what happens now? Are you to extend an invitation to Thor to run your maze to come to my aid? Or offer him everything he could desire to ensure I remain?”

“Ah, I see what’s happened. Someone’s been reading,” he remarks with what could only be amusement, though how sharp his mismatched gaze remains as he watches the other pace to and fro, alert and aware.

“How-ever shocking it may be, it is of little consequence to me. You’re far too old to be made into a goblin, and I’ve not the slightest idea what other use you might serve in my kingdom. Why should I have to do anything? Do your people not have a means by which to travel the realms? By all means, let your brother come to your rescue.”

He shrugs, completely unconcerned.

“… Or perhaps he leaves you. Who’s to say?”

[incorrect-labyrinth]

Jareth at the goblins: I'm not drunk, you're just blurry.

[heartshop]

Anna Akhmatova, Selected Poems

[glamglitterandgoblins]

benevolentgodloki​:

Oh, now this is more like it. It’s the territory that Loki thrives in, finding what makes others tick and dancing in and around it. Like the daring crow plucks the tail of the lion, he aims to distract, to learn, and to play.

“Not the way I see it. You’re so keen to discuss the topic, one can’t help but wonder who’s been yanking your chain. Or.. not been yanking it.”

“How very  c r u d e ,” Jareth says, tutting in disapproval though there is a sharp little laugh all the same, whether from amusement or surprise is unclear. What cheek this one has. Not only to turn the whole matter around on him like that but then to push his advantage.

“ H o n e s t l y ,  I would expect better manners of a prince. Have you considered that perhaps I’m simply not one to kiss and tell, in a manner of speaking? One of us must have some couth.”