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Aaaaaaaaaaaaa I love this so much

Out of context angst things... 👀

"We have to stop them," Aja breathed, her voice riddled with fear. "They're going to kill eachother."

"J-Jim!" Toby yelled, gripping Warhammer so tightly his knuckles turned white. "Jim stop!" He finally managed to move his legs and started sprinting down the hill towards them just as Douxie was thrown halfway across the field.

Jim had lost his sword, Excalibur embedded in the dirt a few yards away. He caught Douxie by the wrist as the wizard came at him with another spell and flipped him over his shoulder. He pressed his knee to Douxie’s chest, holding his wrist at a certain angle, kneeling on his other arm so he couldn't move. He had one of his glaives at Douxie’s throat.

"Jim!" Toby screamed. He was still running. "Jim stop, you're gonna kill him!"

But it was like Jim hadn't even heard him.

"You and I both know," Jim said lowly, breathing hard. "That you can't beat me. Why are you trying so hard to save her?"

Douxie glared at him, blood spilling down from the gash in his forehead, and from the corner of his mouth. "It's not about her, Jim." His eyes held a glassy look, and Jim realized with a punch of guilt to his gut that he probably gave Douxie a concussion. "It's about you."

"What- OOF!"

Toby tackled Jim off of Douxie and onto the ground, holding his best friend down by the shoulders. The others weren't far behind.

"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Claire demanded, helping Douxie sit up.

"What the fuck, Jim!" Toby screeched. "You could've killed him!"

to briefly revisit my decade old Labyrinth hyperfixation, I think it would be neat if Sarah grows up, has a teenage daughter who finds her book and while in a pissy mood wishes goblins would take her mother away

just imagining Sarah freaking the fuck out, taking the extremely limited amount of time she knows she has left to load up her confused daughter with all of the iron jewellery she never usually takes off, peppering her with instructions not to eat ANY of the food and vague warnings about illusions in the walls

and then suddenly before she knows it her mother is just gone, and she's being told by a strange glittery man that she must begin her own journey through the Labyrinth to find her mother

the funniest part however would be Jareth finishing his spiel to the daughter and returning to his castle to properly greet his new hostage with no fucking clue who he just snatched, and finds to his surprise and horror a Too Old For This Shit Sarah absolutely rampaging through the halls threatening to tear down his entire world all over again if he doesn't take her back to her daughter right the fuck now

I can't decide which is funnier, the tale ending with Jareth lobbing Sarah at her daughter before she even gets one foot into the Labyrinth and fucks them off home immediately, or the daughter completing her shockingly easy journey through the Labyrinth only to find her mother sitting in the king's throne with a dazed Jareth under her heel and terrified goblins waiting on her hand and foot

love it

welcome to late winter/spring in canada my friend in the mornings we wear coats and in the afternoon vests over our sweaters and finally before it cools off too much soak up what bits of sunlight you can in your sweatshirt before its gone

I'm curious:

rb for sample size, you know the drill.

also, please tell me your local stock comments for small talk about the weather.

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